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Chapter 341 Marquis of Dingbei: It is the return date
Whispering softly, with lingering tenderness, Yan Jinghong approached, knelt on the side of the bed, and stared at the sleeping person in a daze.

"evergreen."

He called softly, with a haunting voice, raised his hand, and lightly landed on her frowning brow with his fingertips.

"I'll wait for you." He moved his fingertips and touched Chang Qing's face, and said, "If you don't come, I'll go find you."

Leaning over, a cool kiss fell between her brows: Chang Qing, I'll wait for you in Dayan, if you don't come, I'll look for you...

Turning around, he withdrew and left without looking back. If he turned around, he probably only needed to take one more look before he was reluctant to part with it.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Chang Qing slowly opened her eyes. In the dark night moon, she couldn't see the figure clearly. She stared for a long time, her thin lips opened and closed, but there was no sound.

The next day, Prince Wei Guang of the Marquis of Dingbei went out to fight, accompanied by a hundred thousand troops, and the common people came out of the city to meet them.

With outstanding achievements, Dingbeihou's Mansion is very popular among the people. In front of the city gate, the common people cheer in front and back, and the ten-mile long street is empty of thousands of people.

Prince Wei Guang was dressed in a military uniform and held a spear in his hand. Beside him, a girl sat on a horse with an ancient bronze sword on her back.

This is Princess Huazhao, who was proclaimed by the Holy Majesty, the maid of the Hou Mansion who defeated Prince Rongde on the morning and evening festivals, and who is excellent in swordsmanship.

It's just a seven-year-old child, and the common people looked at it one after another.

The winter snow stopped and fell, the horses stepped on silver clothes, and the army of the Dingbei Hou Mansion walked farther and farther. On the city wall, Yan Jinghong came out in a daze, looking at the disorderly footprints below the city, and whispered: "Chang Qing."

"Your Highness."

Eunuch Changfu called in a low voice, but got no response.As soon as Chang Qing left, His Highness was in a bad mood.

Lin Jin stood beside him, looking at the army marching in the distance: "If Your Highness is unwilling to give up, why don't you keep her?"

What is there to keep, a seven-year-old doll, can it be touched or eaten?Eunuch Chang Fu totally disagreed with General Lin Jin's words.

Yan Jinghong seemed to be talking to himself, and murmured: "I regret it, yesterday I should have stalked and kept her."

Stalker?How can His Highness use this word!Eunuch Changfu thought again: "Is this little girl unwilling?" His master didn't deny it, but thoughtfully, Eunuch Changfu said quickly, "Our Highness is so kind, how dare this little baby refuse to follow?" , so ignorant."

Yan Jinghong suddenly raised his eyes: "Changfu."

Every time you yell like this, it means that something is wrong, and the trouble comes out of your mouth.

"The slave is here." Eunuch Changfu was startled.

Eyes bathed in the ice and snow in the twelfth lunar month of winter, it was bitingly cold, Yan Jinghong said: "Let me hear you say something bad about her again, I will tear your mouth off."

"..." Chang Fu was frightened, and after being dumbfounded for a long time, he bowed his head and admitted his mistake, "I am convicted, and I will never dare again." He has already realized that the master is extremely protective of Chang Qing, to the point of being insane.

Yan Jinghong withdrew his eyes coldly, and said to Lin Jin: "Send a message to Fei Heng, take good care of her, no matter what she does, I just want her life to be safe."

Fei Heng is the most outstanding one in the 72 guards of Yan Palace, Chang Fu felt that sending Chang Qing as a bodyguard was a bit overqualified.

Lin Jin obeyed: "Yes."

The army of the Dingbeihou's Mansion had gone thousands of meters away, a thick layer of snow fell on his shoulders, Yan Jinghong turned around and turned back.

"Brother, wait."

Behind him, a crisp voice stopped Yan Jinghong, he turned his head, and a ragged girl approached, about four or five years old, covered in dirt, maybe an orphan girl around the city gate, she handed the brocade-wrapped bundle to Yan Jinghong said timidly, "A little sister asked me to give it to you."

Just as Chang Fu was about to step forward to check, Yan Jinghong took it with plain hands, and leaned slightly: "Did she say anything else?"

The girl shook her head.

Yan Jinghong took off the jade ornaments around his waist, put them into the girl's dirty hands, turned his back, and unwrapped the bundle. It was a white brocade robe, the one he borrowed from Changqing the night before. , and an envelope with no writing on the outside.

Inside the envelope, there was only a piece of white paper, with a few strokes in elegant handwriting, and only one sentence: "When you get the good news in Lingshan, it is the date of return."

This is Chang Qing's handwriting, unlike her resolute and arrogant personality, her handwriting is very delicate like a Jiangnan woman's editor.

Yan Jinghong laughed.

This smile, like ice flowers blooming in the snow, was dazzling. Eunuch Chang Fu was very curious: "Your Highness, what are you laughing at? Is there anything happy about it?"

Yan Jinghong remained silent.

In the previous life, there is a record in the unofficial history: in the 43rd year of the Northern Wei Dynasty, in the battle of Lingshan, Dayan defeated the Northern Wei Dynasty, Wei Guang's son was defeated, and the Dingbei Houfu sent seven captives to Dayan. The name is Chang Qing, and she is especially good at dancing.

When the good news comes from Lingshan, it will be her return date. He will wait for her return date.

Yan Jinghong took the letter paper, carefully folded it, and put it in his arms, he said: "Send an order back to Dayan, and return to the country immediately."

Once Chang Qing left, His Highness couldn't wait anymore.

Lin Jin thought for a moment: "Then the emperor and the prince?"

Yan Jinghong only said two words, his eyes were calm: "Caught alive."

Taking the Son of Heaven to command the feudal lords, this return to the country is bound to turn the world upside down.Lin Jin thought a lot: "Your Highness, the time is not yet ripe." Almost all the princelings in the court, if you want to change the world, except for punishment, it is killing, it is really not the best policy.

Yan Jinghong turned a deaf ear: "This king can't wait any longer."

After a little hesitation, Lin Jin said, "This subordinate will make arrangements."

It's just Chang Qing's return date, and it will overturn the whole world of Dayan.

In March of the 31st year of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Dayan suddenly sent troops to the Northern Wei Dynasty, and 20 troops went south to take the three cities of Jinzhou in the Northern Wei Dynasty.The Northern Wei Dynasty coincided with the invasion of the vassal state Tatar.Dingbei Hou's son guarded Mobei, the Northern Wei Dynasty was overwhelmed, and the battle to the south was overwhelming.

In May of the same year, the two countries continued to fight, and Wujiang was at the time of seizing his heir and exchanging his heir for the crown. He was too busy to take care of himself. The Northern Wei Dynasty lost three battles in a row. At the end of the month, Emperor Cheng sent his right minister, Wenyu, to Dayan to seek peace.

In June of the same year, the Northern Wei Dynasty cut five cities and thousands of horses, the two countries ceased fighting, and Prince Rongde returned to Dayan.

In July of the same year, Emperor Cheng of the Northern Wei Dynasty appointed King Luo as the crown prince, in charge of the six ministries.

In April of the 32nd year of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Emperor Yanxu of Great Yan suddenly fell ill and was lying on the bed for a long time. He ordered Rongde Crown Prince Yan Jingchu to be the regent of Dayan, and the Duke of Jin to assist him in governing the country.

The grass is growing and the warbler is flying. In April, the swallowtail flowers of the big swallow are in full bloom. Today, without warning, it suddenly rains heavily.

Yanjing, Prince Jing's Mansion.

Just after Shen Shi, the master couldn't wait any longer, and urged him several times: "Why hasn't today's letter been delivered?"

Eunuch Changfu replied: "Maybe it's raining too much, and we were delayed on the road." After half an hour, this is the fourth reminder.

Yan Jing's face darkened severely: "Send someone to respond."

Eunuch Chang Fu stopped his ink-inking movements, and stepped forward to remind: "Your Highness, you sent the right-wing army to go half an hour ago."

Yan Jinghong was silent for a while: "Lin Jin, you go in person."

Isn't it just a letter?Do you need to bother Lin Jin, the general leading the army, to meet him in person?And the content of the letter does not need to read Changfu to know what it is. It has been written every day for half a year, and it is the daily record of Changqing Girl Doll. The content is as follows:
From the hour of Chen, practice swords.

Sishi: Learn to ride and shoot.

Noon: meal, rest.

Shen Shi: practice sword.

Youshi: Marching troops.

The content is the same, and you still don’t get tired of watching it for half a year?
"Yes."

Lin Jin didn't dare to delay, so he went in person, and at the gate, the steward of Prince Jing's Mansion came to report.

"Your Highness, the emperor's sedan chair is already outside the palace, and Director Li just came to summon him, saying that the emperor wants to see His Highness."

Yan Jinghong's face remained the same, he lowered his head and concentrated on painting: "Let him wait."

His Highness waits for a letter, and the king of a country waits for His Highness.Chang Fu immediately had a position in his heart: Chang Qing's letter is much more important than Dayan's monarch.

Probably, after half an hour, Lin Jin came back?
"Your Highness."

Lin Jin handed the envelope to Yan Jinghong. Although he carefully protected it, it was still covered with rain.Yan Jinghong wiped the water with his sleeve, and then opened it to read it. After reading it, he was not in a good mood like before, but his face was sullen, a little unhappy, and the letter was not put into the brocade box on the desk by His Highness as usual. However, it was thrown aside, and Mr. Changfu glanced at it from the corner of his eye.

The letter said: At Sishi, Dingbei Hou Shizi played a game with Chang Qing, Chang Qing won, and Dingbei Hou Shizi drew a picture for him.

No wonder His Highness would be displeased, generally speaking, His Highness would be unhappy as long as Prince Dingbei or Chi Xiuyuan appeared in the letter.

"Let him in."

With a tone of voice, Yan Jinghong still put the letter into the brocade box before dispelling his remaining anger.

During the private visit of Emperor Xu, there were hundreds of imperial guards outside Prince Jing's mansion, all of whom were blocked outside the gate of the palace.

"I want to see you, but it's as difficult as going to heaven." Emperor Xu sneered, looking down at the young man at the desk.

It was only fifteen, but he let him, the king of a country, be controlled by him in every way. After returning to the country for only one year, he almost changed Dayan's entire court. This kind of mind and strategy is unfathomable.

Yan Jinghong stared coldly, neither surprised nor afraid: "What do you do when you see me?"

"The prince is regent, and the Duke of Jin assists the country. I have never made such a decree."

Eunuch Changfu understands that Emperor Xu is here to inquire about crimes.

Yan Jinghong said indifferently: "I did it."

Yuezu took over and controlled the court, Yan Jinghong almost emptied him, the ninth-five-year-old, and played with his world in the palm of his hand.

When in the end, he monopolized the power.

Emperor Xu couldn't figure it out, but when he realized it later, he was restrained by him, and his eyes were fixed on him: "What exactly do you want to do? The Duke of Jin is ambitious. Why do you lure a wolf into the house and put him next to the prince?"

Yan Jinghong didn't have much patience: "You don't need to ask."

He lost his mother at the age of four, and King Jing lived in the cold palace until he was eight years old before he was brought up by the queen. He was never close to Emperor Xu, and his tone was blunt: "You have been planning for many years, and Dayan is already at your fingertips. Get on the dragon chair and pull it down again, if you want to swallow the world, I can give it to you justifiably."

His manipulation of the government is probably not as simple as wanting the dragon chair.

"I don't need to be justified." Yan Jinghong said.

Emperor Xu opened his eyes wide.

He was calm and calm, and said in a calm voice: "On April 78, 78, Emperor Xu was critically ill, and Zen was located in Prince Rongde, with the Duke of Jin as his assistant. On April 78, 21, Duke of Jin committed crimes. There was rebellion and the new emperor died suddenly. On April 78, 25, Emperor Xu died of a sudden illness. On April [-], [-], Jing Wangyan stunned the emperor and defeated the sycophants, and conquered the Datong."

Every word is heavy, there is a sound on the ground, every scene is a mirror, it is clearly a lie, but it is as strong as iron, like a prophecy, and lack of it seems to be a foreknowledge.

Emperor Xu yelled: "It's a bunch of nonsense!" He couldn't help feeling panic in his heart, and Emperor Xu's pupils shrank, "You, what are you talking about?"

Yan Jinghong seemed to be smiling, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised. He said: "Da Yan's history, and," he paused slightly, his eyes suddenly turned cold, "what will happen to you."

The history of Dayan...

Life and death are all decided by him in one sentence. Although Emperor Xu couldn't believe it, he never doubted it. Yan Jinghong, with this ability, he could change Dayan's court overnight and the person on the dragon chair. easy.

As for the wrist, it is nothing more than four words: kill and seize.

Emperor Xu's pupils were dilated, bloodshot all over the place, and his expression was distorted ferociously: "Thinking about rebellion and usurping the throne, and blood staining Yan Palace, you are not afraid that Dayan's descendants will poke your spine for generations and scold you for being stupid and cruel."

Yan Jinghong's eyes did not fluctuate: "Winners and losers, history is written by the winners, you are the best example."

People in the world only know that Emperor Xu ruled the world benevolently, but how could they know that the battle for the heirloom was bloody? Of the seventeen princes under the late emperor's knees, thirteen died at the hands of Emperor Xu, who was still the prince at that time.

History, but there are only a few strokes: Emperor Ye died, and Prince Xu inherited the Datong.

Emperor Xu was speechless, and it took him a long time to ask word by word: "Are you going to kill your father and brother?"

The corners of Yan Jinghong's lips turned slightly cold: "You still have [-] days," said without any warmth in his tone, "Prepare for the funeral."

So blatant, so cruel and heartless, these are the nine sons of the Tian family.

Emperor Xu was dumbfounded: "You, you," Emperor Xu backed back again and again, holding the desk with his hands, the veins on his wrists burst out, gritted his teeth, and begged without dignity, "I can give you a life, this big swallow. "

Let the prince live?On the contrary, the father is kind and the son is filial, Yan Jinghong sneered: "You don't need to give it, I can grab it myself."

Emperor Xu was about to burst into tears, and shouted angrily: "Why do you have to stain the city with blood and go to war?"

Suddenly, there was a soft light in Yan Jinghong's eyes: "Because she hasn't come yet, I can't be wrong, history can't be wrong."

He, every step of the way, just to repeat the same mistakes.The great victory in Lingshan is her return date, so she can't mess up a step, and she can't make mistakes.

Emperor Xu laughed suddenly: "I was in the cold palace that day, so I shouldn't have kept you alive at the behest of your mother and concubine. It was I who left you as a disaster to mess up my country."

Yan Jinghong's eyes were cold and aggressive, "The last thing you should have done is marry my mother and concubine into your harem." With a sneer, he sneered, "You shouldn't have believed what the queen said when she was pregnant. , locked her in the cold palace, and suffered all the heat."

Back then, the Empress gave birth, and all the evidence pointed to Concubine Rong. Emperor Xu didn't listen to a word, and put Concubine Rong into the cold palace. At that time, King Jing was only one year old, and Concubine Rong only lived in the cold palace for three years. , then died in depression,

It turned out that what he wanted was not only the world of Yan, but also blood debts.

Emperor Xu just laughed, absurdly.

After being speechless for a long time, Yan Jinghong sneered, and stared coldly at the emperor who had become old and ruined for a moment: "Back then, it was not the queen who tested the poison for you in the Taifu's mansion, but my mother and concubine. Lung and heart, suffering from eye disease, blind for half a lifetime."

"What did you say!" Emperor Xu's pupils dilated, and he couldn't smile anymore.

Everyone knows that Emperor Xu and the empress are deeply in love with each other because the empress sacrificed her life to save her life.

Everyone knows that the Queen and Concubine Rong are twin sisters, and their appearances are very similar.

One mistake, one step at a time, how many lifetimes have been missed.

On April 78, [-] in Dayan, Emperor Xu was lingering on the sick bed, and there was no cure for medicine and stones. Prince Rongde was shocked by Chu's virtue and governance. He was benevolent, wise and caring for the people. .

The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, the wind suddenly picks up, the yellow sand in the north of the desert is flying, and the shadows of people are reflected softly in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Has Dayan changed?"

Chang Qing lay with her hands on her head in the afterglow under the yellow sand.

Fei Heng sat beside her: "Well, Yan Jingchu has ascended the throne."

Looking at the setting sun in the distance, she said to herself: "There are still eleven days left before he will sit on that dragon chair."

Feiheng turned his head and looked at her slightly tanned face. She was only eight years old, but she was taller and more restrained than ordinary children. He was silent for a moment and asked, "Changqing, why did you come to Mobei? Why didn't you stay with him?" By your side?" There was obvious protection in his tone, Fei Heng said, "He is more suitable for you than Chi Xiuyuan."

Fei Heng is cold-tempered and reticent, but when he talks about Yan Jinghong, his expression will be filled with admiration.

Chang Qing got up, and brushed the sand off the black skirt.

She said: "If you lose the king, you will return the king."

In the last life, she betrayed him, his Yan, and his people. In this life, she gave everything she had to return to rule the world.

Feiheng stared at each other, with obvious exploration and doubt in his eyes.

Chang Qing stopped talking and turned back towards the barracks. Suddenly, the sound of drums came from a distance.

Chang Qing suddenly stopped: "It's the war drum." She looked in the direction of the city gate, "The city gate beat the war drum."

The sound of war drums is the enemy's invasion.

"Feiheng, Feiheng."

Not far away, Yun Miao came running, out of breath, her face was flushed, and she was sweating profusely: "The beacon tower is on fire, the son has an order, Feiheng, you are the commander, and you will fight against Tatar!" .”

Tatar was warlike and often fought with the Northern Wei Dynasty, but it was Feiheng's first time as the commander-in-chief of the three armies.But he was not frightened, and put the porcelain bottle in Chang Qing's palm: "Don't always rub the medicine, you are no better than a man after all."

She practiced martial arts all day long and got scars all over her body, which she never noticed.The porcelain vase is engraved with the pattern of Xiuzhu, and there is also an inscription: Yi.

Yi is Yan Jinghong's character.

Chang Qing clenched the cool bottle in his hand, walked to Feiheng's side, and whispered: "Liu Ke, you have to be careful with him."

In the last life, because Liu Ke was jealous of Fei Heng's young leader, he had sniped in the back more than once.

Feiheng was surprised, but nodded without asking further questions.

In the 32nd year of the Northern Wei Dynasty, on April [-]th, Tartar invaded, and Wei Guang's son ordered Feiheng to lead an army of [-] to fight in Lingshan.

The war broke out, the flames of war, the world was in chaos, and the sky of Dayan was also surging,

In the 78th year of Dayan, on April [-]th, the Duke of Jin committed a rebellion and led troops to force the palace. The new emperor died suddenly, and the Qianqing Palace was on fire. The bones of the new emperor did not exist, and the imperial mausoleum was not buried.

Emperor Xu opened his eyes and looked at the man approaching the couch: "Is it you? Was it you who killed the prince?"

It was dark, the lights were not turned on, and the figure swayed slightly.

Yan Jinghong said: "It's me."

A gust of blood welled up his throat, Emperor Xu suppressed it, and glared ferociously: "Cut the grass and roots, mutilate your brothers and feet, you don't even leave the bones, Yan Jinghong, you are such a cruel hand,"

Yan Jinghong seemed to be smiling, and his eyes sank into black condensation: "It was you who taught me when I was four years old to kill people and set fires to destroy corpses and traces."

　Two things, 1. Dingbeihou is a short story, only tens of thousands of words
　　2. Someone called my family Changqing cheap, deserved to die, and went to Chi Xiuyuan's side. As Changqing's mother, I can't bear it, I don't understand it, so I can leave!Do you understand the countermeasures!

　　
　
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