Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 730 - 730: Fear

Late at night, Sitianjian.

Song Qing fell asleep at the table, with various alchemy equipment on the table, and the charcoal fire in the furnace was still warm.

At a certain moment, Song Qing suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and saw a white robe next to him.

He looked carefully and found that it was Brother Sun. He looked decadent and his eyes were dim, looking at him silently.

There was also a white ape next to him.

"Brother Sun, why are you back?"

Song Qing yawned and said:

"Aren't you fighting in Qingzhou? You are not here to ask for equipment again, right? Please let me go. Didn't I just give you a batch of equipment a while ago? Junior brother, I only sleep for one hour a day, and an iron man needs to rest."

He complained.

Sun Xuanji didn't say anything, and the white ape beside him hesitated and whispered:

"Teacher Jianzheng may have died."

The complaints stopped abruptly, and Song Qing was stunned. .

At this time, Sun Xuanji fell to the ground with a bang, blood gushing out of his seven orifices, and his life force was fading away quickly.

Song Qing's heart trembled, and he hurriedly took out the elixir from the storage bag, and trembled:

"What, what's going on, Senior Brother Sun......"

Yuan Hufa stood aside, looking at Sun Xuanji, and whispered:

"In order to find out the truth about the death of the Supervisor, he went to the battlefield in person."

After Song Qing took his pulse, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Sun Xuanji was injured in the origin, his meridians were broken, his internal organs were exhausted, and his soul was extremely weak.

Such an injury is enough to cause a fatal threat to a sorcerer.

The reason why he was able to return to the Sitianjian with a white ape was probably because he had some obsession in his heart.

Yuan Hufa saw Song Qing's thoughts and said quietly:

"It was the wildfire of revenge that supported him to return to the Sitianjian."

........

Observatory, underground.

Zhong Li stared at Song Qing in a daze. Under her messy black hair, her eyes were bright and seemed to be shining with water.

"Master Supervisor, dead?"

She murmured.

Song Qing said "hmm" in a low voice. There was no grief on his face, but his numb look was even more grief-stricken.

"Xu Pingfeng, the head of the Earth Sect, the Bodhisattva of the Gala Tree, and the White Emperor, the White Emperor of Yunzhou." Song Qing whispered:

"Senior Brother Sun saw them. They killed Master Supervisor."

Seeing that Zhong Li was silent for a long time, Song Qing said:

"I'll go to the palace and tell the little emperor."

He turned and left, and the underground fell into eternal silence.

After a long time, Zhong Li lifted the wooden box beside him and stroked the surface of the box, tears pouring down:

"You have to take revenge, you have to take revenge for the teacher......"

........

At dawn, on the top of the city wall, torches were burning in the cold winter, unable to dispel the bone-chilling cold.

Dew soaked the surface of the city wall, condensed into ice in the cold night, freezing the city wall as hard as steel.

The soldiers on duty on the top of the city wall, holding spears, their hands covered with frostbite, from time to time, blew a breath of hot air into their palms, or stretched their hands close to the torches to keep warm in the cold night.

"Da Da Da!"

The sound of horse hooves came from far away and reached the ears of the soldiers on duty on the top of the city wall.

In the cold night, a horse galloped to the foot of the city, pulled the reins suddenly, and roared hoarsely under the gaze of the guards on the top of the city:

"Open the door, eight hundred miles in an emergency......"

In the bedroom, the sleeping Emperor Yongxing was awakened by Zhao Xuanzhen. He pinched his eyebrows tiredly, suppressed his temper, and said in a deep voice:

"Why wake me up in the middle of the night?"

Generally speaking, if you dare to disturb the king's rest at this time, it is either the sky is falling or you don't want to live.

Emperor Yongxing didn't think that this dog slave was tired of living, so the answer should be the former, so his tone was quite low and his expression was solemn.

Zhao Xuanzhen's face was as pale as paper:

"Your Majesty, the cabinet has sent an urgent report that Qingzhou has been lost......"

Emperor Yongxing was stunned by the bed, his pupils dilated, and his expression frozen.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Zhao Xuanzhen called out twice, and Emperor Yongxing cried out "Ah" as if waking up from a dream.

"The memorial is in the imperial study..."

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Yongxing lifted the quilt, pushed Zhao Xuanzhen away, and strode towards the imperial study barefoot and wearing a white inner garment.

The imperial study was connected to the bedroom, one inside and one outside, and he quickly ran out of the bedroom and came to the imperial study.

He walked straight to the table, picked up the memorial placed there, and unfolded it with an ugly face.

The content of the memorial was divided into three parts:

The first was the casualties of the Qingzhou garrison. The thirty guards in Qingzhou, plus the troops transferred from the capital and various states, totaled 90,000 troops, and lost 60%. The remaining tens of thousands of troops retreated to Yongzhou.

The second was about the supervisor. Yang Gong believed that the supervisor might have had an accident and hoped that the court could confirm the situation of the supervisor as soon as possible.

Third, Yang Gong's self-statement probably meant that he was ashamed of the king and the country, and he only wanted to die to thank the world.

After reading it, Emperor Yongxing's hands began to tremble.

"What nonsense, the Supervisor is the guardian god of Dafeng, ranked first, who is his opponent in Dafeng? This Yang Gong is spreading rumors to confuse the people, I will chop off his head and let him get what he wants."

Emperor Yongxing's face turned pale and he slammed the table vigorously.

Now if anyone dares to say that the Supervisor is in trouble in front of him, he will let the other party know what it means to be angry with the emperor.

At this time, the commander of the imperial guards on duty outside hurried in and reported:

"Your Majesty, the Astronomical Supervisor Song Qing is asking for an audience outside the palace."

Song Qing is here, it must be that the Supervisor has news, and the Supervisor asked him to pass on the message... Emperor Yongxing was refreshed and said loudly:

"Quick, please invite him in."

Immediately ordered the eunuch to grant the imperial card.

A quarter of an hour later, the commander of the imperial guards returned with Song Qing. The former stayed outside the imperial study, while the latter stepped over the threshold and entered the imperial study on the scarlet carpet.

"My dear Song, is there any news about the Supervisor?" Emperor Yongxing took a step forward and asked.

He stared at Song Qing with hope in his eyes.

Compared with him, Song Qing was like a dog that had lost its home, with a pale face and dark circles under his eyes.

"Your Majesty, the Supervisor Teacher has passed away..."

Emperor Yongxing sat down on the big chair, as if his bones had been pulled out.

After a long while, he stood up in a rage, pointed at Song Qing and roared:

"Nonsense, Song Qing, do you know what you are talking about? Jianzheng is your teacher, how dare you curse Jianzheng?"

He stood up, waved his sleeves vigorously, and roared:

"Who is Jianzheng's opponent in Dafeng? Tell me, who is his opponent?"

Song Qing said with a dull expression:

"Senior Brother Sun has done a preliminary investigation. Jianzheng teacher, he may indeed have died. On that day, Yunzhou was born with strange phenomena, and the luck was lost. After Jianzheng teacher's breath disappeared, he never appeared again."

Emperor Yongxing slowly slumped in the big chair and murmured:

"Jianzheng, how could he, who can kill him......."

Song Qing said woodenly:

"The number of extraordinary masters of the Yunzhou rebels is far beyond imagination."

Emperor Yongxing sat for a long time, as if he was overwhelmed by the cold, and his body trembled slightly.

A huge fear enveloped him.

........

The next day, the news of the fall of Qingzhou and the death of the Supervisor spread throughout the officialdom of the capital, causing a huge sensation.

The ministers gathered at the Meridian Gate and asked to see the emperor, but were blocked outside.

The Yongxing Emperor was sick, frightened.

It was not until dusk that the officials saw him in the imperial study. Overnight, the Yongxing Emperor seemed to have been drained of his energy, his eyes were unfocused, and his face was pale.

The officials were shocked, and the chief minister Qian Qingshu said in a sad voice:

"Your Majesty, please take care of your body."

The Yongxing Emperor laughed bitterly:

"Dragon body? At this time, I still care about this flesh and blood body?

"Gentlemen, the Supervisor is dead, what should I do. Qingzhou fell, and the rebels confronted Yang Gong on the border of Yongzhou. Once they stabilize Qingzhou, they will surely come back and will sooner or later hit the capital. "

The Supervisor is the last backbone of Dafeng.

Left Censor Liu Hong said:

"Your Majesty, Dafeng still has Xu Yinluo, we are not without the ability to fight."

Emperor Yongxing shook his head slightly:

"Although my cultivation is shallow, I also know what a third-rank warrior can and cannot do.

"Even the Supervisor died in the hands of the rebels, what can Xu Yinluo do?"

Liu Hong was speechless for a moment.

In the imperial study, the atmosphere was solemn and silent.

After a long time, the Dali Temple said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, it is better to ask for peace."

Asking for peace......Emperor Yongxing's eyes lit up, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"The rebels are coming fiercely, trying to seize our Dafeng and replace it. How can I agree to ask for peace?"

"Your Majesty, how can you know if you don't try it?" Someone said.

"I'm tired." Emperor Yongxing said dejectedly:

"Let me think about it."

........

Imperial City, Huaiqing Mansion.

A plain carriage stopped outside the mansion. Liu Hong, who succeeded Wei Yuan and became the leader of the former Wei Party, got off the carriage and went straight inside.

Walking through the front yard, he came to the reception room.

In the spacious and elegant hall, Princess Huaiqing, who was dressed in a plum blossom palace dress and had a cold temperament, sat at the table and waited for a long time.

"I have been to the Imperial Observatory and met Song Qing and Sun Xuanji. I am afraid that the Chief Observer is in danger."

The eldest princess looked unusually solemn. She looked at Liu Hong who entered the hall and said:

"What is the attitude of your majesty and the other gentlemen?"

Liu Hong sighed:

"Without the Chief Observer, your majesty and the other gentlemen are spineless and have no courage. The Supreme Court Minister proposed peace talks. Your majesty did not agree, but did not object. He just said he would consider it."

"Peace talks..." Huaiqing whispered to himself. After a moment, he shook his head:

"The rebels are aiming for the Central Plains and the throne. How could they agree to peace talks? Even if they agree, they will ask for benefits first and then give a short peace. It's like cutting meat with a blunt knife, and the death will be slower."

Liu Hong smiled bitterly:

"Your Highness, you are a bystander.

"Your majesty did not have an early court today. He is sick and frightened. At this time, if the rebels take the initiative to negotiate peace, he will agree regardless of everything, just like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw. "

As he said this, Liu Hong's face was full of worry:

"But your majesty has reason to be afraid. The supervisor is dead, who can still compete with Yunzhou?

"Xu Yinluo is only a third-rank warrior after all, and although the national teacher is a second-rank, is she really willing to die for Dafeng? Even if she is willing, I am afraid she is unable to do so.

"Your Highness, you have always been wise and resourceful. Tell me, how to break the deadlock......"

When the imperial study was discussing matters, he did not oppose the peace talks, otherwise he would not know what to do.

Huaiqing was silent for a long time, and slowly said:

"It is better to die in glory than to live in disgrace! "

.......

Qingzhou.

In the Provincial Administration Office, Qi Guangbo sat behind the desk that originally belonged to Yang Gong. Below him were a group of generals. The first seat on the left was Ji Xuan, and the first seat on the right was Ge Wenxuan.

Of these two people, the former conquered cities and strongholds all the way, chased and killed Qingzhou deserters, and made great military achievements.

The latter followed Qi Guangbo to capture Wan County and made great contributions. In addition, as Xu Pingfeng's disciple, he had a very high status in the army, only slightly lower than Ji Xuan.

As for the Black Tortoise Cavalry and the Vermillion Bird Cavalry, they were under the command of Xu Pingfeng and did not appear.

"It's not a military meeting, so don't be too formal."

Qi Guangbo smiled and said, "We can conquer Qingzhou thanks to all the brothers. Tonight, we will reward the three armies with fine wine, delicious food and beautiful women. "

The generals laughed and said loudly:

"Thank you, General. "

Qi Guangbo nodded:

"However, from today onwards, you must restrain your soldiers and stop robbing the people. Qingzhou will be our territory in the future. Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

The generals promised.

Zhuo Haoran was very proud and asked:

"General, when will you lead us north? It is said that the capital is the best city in the Central Plains and the richest. The brothers can't wait. "

Someone laughed and said:

"After you kill in the capital, don't mess with me. The capital is rich, but beautiful women are more tempting than gold and silver. If you get hurt and die, it's a pity. I also want to taste the wives of dignitaries. "

Immediately, someone laughed and scolded:

"You useless thing, if you want to sleep, sleep with the golden branches and jade leaves. Princesses, princesses, and concubines in the harem are more tempting than the shitty wives of nobles. "

Laughter broke out.

After taking Qingzhou, the morale of the Yunzhou army was high. From the generals to the ordinary soldiers, they were all ready to go north, wishing to fight to the capital in one breath.

But no matter what you think, marching and fighting have their own rules. Now that the rebels have taken Qingzhou, they need to stabilize this land, appease the people and gentry, repair the city walls, collect food and grass, etc.

All these take time. It's not like foreign looting. They just take things and people and leave in a hurry.

Ge Wenxuan raised his finger and tapped the table.

The noise subsided a little, and he said:

"General, I think the rest period is not idle.

"We can send people to sneak into the states of Dafeng and spread the news that the supervisor has died. On the one hand, we can create chaos, and on the other hand, we can strengthen the momentum of our Yunzhou army."

Qi Guangbo gave a positive attitude: "This plan is very good."

Ji Xuan said:

"Our army suffered heavy casualties in this battle, and we must replenish our troops and recruit refugees. However, the combat power of refugees is limited, and the replenishment of middle-level combat power is a problem."

Qi Guangbo had already noticed it in his mind, but still asked:

"What suggestions does Zisu have?"

Ji Xuan said: "We can recruit martial artists from the rivers and lakes."

This is a tradition of Qianlong City. Among the generals present, more than half were originally martial artists from the rivers and lakes, who fled to Yunzhou and later returned to Qianlong City.

Qi Guangbo nodded, looked around at everyone, and suddenly asked:

"What do you think, without the Jianzheng, how will the Dafeng court react?"

Zhuo Haoran laughed:

"The little emperor must have peed his pants out of fear."

The generals echoed:

"Without the Jianzheng, the guardian, Dafeng is a sick tiger with its claws and teeth stripped off, good looking but useless."

"Only Xu Qian'an can hold the fort."

"Bah, what can he hold the fort? A third-rank warrior is indeed powerful, but in front of the imperial master, he is indeed useless. It's really not good enough."

At this time, Ji Xuan sneered:

"He really can't make any waves. The magic nail planted in his body by the national teacher can suppress him to the third level."

Ge Wenxuan smiled and continued:

"The national teacher is as good as a god."

Seeing that the topic was off, Qi Guangbo raised his hand, and the noise subsided. He said:

"That's right. The Dafeng court, from the king to the officials, must be in a panic at this moment. So, what if we take the initiative to negotiate peace?"

Everyone was stunned.