Pirated version was detected! The New Year Festival has passed, and it is the time when early spring is still cold. The cool breeze at night is irritating, and I can't feel the warmth. Xu Ping sat on a chair, leaning against the charcoal fire, closing his eyes slightly, half-dream and half-awake.

Tan Hu held a gourd wine in his hand, sat on the steps in front of the door, and took a sip from time to time towards the full moon in the sky.

Xu Ping has been busy all day and night these days, and has not had a serious sleep. He is really sleepy, so he sniffs on the chair for a while. When he opened his eyes, he continued to do things. Tan Hu has been with Xu Ping for more than ten years and has never seen this before. He could feel that Xu Ping has been very abnormal recently, and he must have something he could not imagine in his heart. These days, Tan Hu followed Xu Ping closely, and it was like this. Xu Ping rarely had a rest, and he drank alone.

When Tan Hu was the first to be a follower next to Xu Ping, he was a small-level rank that was not even an official. He has been silently with Xu Ping for more than ten years, and until today, he has become the chief general of the direct military power of the Longyou Protectorate, and is more than the top ten generals of Longyou. At this point, Xu Ping can no longer say that he is kind to Tan Hu. Being by Xu Ping has become Tan Hu's life.

In terms of his understanding of Xu Ping, Tan Hu is even better than Xu Ping's parents, wife and children, and even him is part of Xu Ping. Tan Hu can feel the little fluctuations in Xu Ping's emotions from the most subtle points. However, recently, he can feel that Xu Ping is mentally abnormal, but he doesn't know why. It is very likely that even Xu Ping doesn't know where this emotion comes from.

Xu Ping is a loyal person, but he has never worked hard like this. This is not his nature. Tan Hu could feel that Xu Ping was dealing with things frantically and avoiding the anxiety deep in himself. He was afraid of something in his heart.

What are you worried about? What are you afraid of? Xu Ping didn't know. He felt uneasy recently, and was particularly afraid of being alone when he was idle. If he had finished all the documents on the case table and could not find something to do for a while, he would feel frightened. In the past ten years of becoming a Jinshi, Xu Ping had worked so hard? The battle in Tiandu Mountain is so important. He let go of the generals and sat in the Protectorate Mansion by himself. He should eat meat and drink wine, and was not affected by the war.

However, after the war, for some reason, the court accepted the conditions for negotiations with the Dangxiang from the court, and there was a buzz inside and outside, and he didn't know when he started to suffer from this anxiety. In the knowledge of his past life, he guessed that the pressure on wars recently caused his mental problems. There was no psychologist in this era, so he had to use crazy work to divert his attention and hope to pass through this period. This anxiety came suddenly, without a reason, and would always slowly dissipate.

However, day by day, Xu Ping's anxiety became more and more serious, and there was no sign of dissipation. In recent days, he had never dared to go to bed to sleep. The feeling of suddenly falling into the quagmire of darkness alone made people desperate.

The moonlight was like water, sprinkled into the room from the open door, shrouded on the charcoal fire, and outlined a brilliant and unique halo on the red charcoal basin. The cold wind whimpered on the branches, and the dew on the ground slowly formed into frost. This night, the wind was strong and frost was thick.

Tan Hu's heart was suddenly touched for no reason, and he tightened his heart. He suddenly turned around and was facing Xu Pingsi who was sitting up. Xu Ping's eyes were red and he looked straight ahead, his face was pale and there was no blood at all.

"Protector, don't scare the young man! If you are inappropriate, I'll call Dr. Yan!" Tan Hu jumped up and hurriedly ran towards Xu Ping, afraid that something would happen to him.

Xu Ping shook his head slightly and said to Tan Hu in a deep voice: "Prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone, I will write a few words."

The voice was very small, and Tan Hu could hardly hear what Xu Ping said. But he understood Xu Ping accurately, but he couldn't even explain it himself. It was because more than ten years of habit that made him understand what Xu Ping expressed, or he could really hear this sentence clearly.

Although he was full of doubt and a little uneasy, Tan Hu still did as Xu Ping ordered. He laid a piece of brand new paper on the table, ground thick ink, prepared a pen, and stood beside him.

Xu Ping stood up, looking a little trembling, but his steps were extremely firm. He walked to the table step by step. He picked up the pen and dipped it ink. Xu Ping took a breath and landed the brush on the paper.

"My memory Liang said: The late emperor's business was not halfway through, but the middle way collapsed, and today's three points were left, Yizhou was exhausted, and this is indeed a critical autumn of survival. However, the guards were unremitting and loyal and determined to forget their bodies outside, because they pursued the special encounter of the late emperor and wanted to repay His Majesty. It is necessary to open the holy listening to the emperor, to highlight the virtues of the late emperor and to magnify the aura of the aspirations of the aspirants. It is not advisable to underestimate themselves or to refer to the misunderstandings."

Tan Hu was with Xu Ping for many years and read some books. He knew that this was the "Memorial of the Army" written by Zhuge Liang during the Northern Expedition. However, he couldn't understand why Xu Ping couldn't sleep at night and suffered from mental torture, so he suddenly remembered to record this article by hand.

Having written this, Xu Ping's hand stopped in the air, and the pen did not fall any further. The ink slowly, drop by drop, drip onto the paper, becoming a huge ink dot. Tan Hu was full of doubts, not knowing what Xu Ping was thinking. Suddenly, he found that next to the huge ink ball, the paper moistened a few spots, but there was no ink color.

Looking up at Xu Ping, Tan Hu almost didn't believe his eyes. This was the first time he saw Xu Ping crying. For more than ten years, Tan Hu had been by Xu Ping, and had passed many strong winds and waves, and overcame many difficulties and obstacles. He didn't even frown and feel sad when he saw Xu Duhu crying while copying "The Memorial of the Army".

In recent days and nights, Xu Ping has never dared to face the darkness alone. The lights must be on and there must be someone to accompany him. If there is no one around, there must be endless official documents on the case. If not, he will go crazy.

What people feel most helpless is that you know that you are afraid, but you don’t know what you are afraid of. Now Xu Ping is in a high position and has a heavy army in his hand. He can destroy all the elites of the Party in one battle. Now Yuan Hao can be destroyed in his eyes. Whether it is the war ahead or his future career, Xu Ping has cleared all obstacles and the future is bright.

However, recently, he felt a kind of fear from the depths of his soul. This sense of fear came inexplicably, but it couldn't be gone. He thought about it himself and couldn't figure out what he was afraid of.

I was afraid that he would hold heavy troops and have a high position and power, which would arouse suspicion from Zhao Zhen, so he would cook it with a rabbit and a dog? Xu Ping's history is average, but he also knew that Song Renzong in history was not such a person. No matter how he disliked him, he would throw it to the army of other states and states in the country at most. Not to mention that after years of contact between the two, Xu Ping was still confident in Zhao Zhen's character, and it was impossible for such a thing to happen.

It was because his promotion was too fast, which aroused jealousy from others, and even old ministers like Li Di and Lu Yijian suppressed him? Xu Ping was disdainful of this possibility. Not to mention that Li Di and Lu Yijian would not suppress him, they would just suppress him. At worst, the two sides would fight and they didn’t know who lost and who won. So what if he lost? He was demoted to Yongzhou that year, he still lived a leisurely life.

It was just that he could not find the reason for his fear, which made Xu Ping even more frightened. Until tonight, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration in half-dreams and half-thoughts, and some experiences and knowledge from his previous life gathered together, and finally figured it out.

Xu Ping is not a person who is afraid of death. If he just dies, he would not have feared him from the depths of his soul. What really made Xu Ping restless is the ending of the person who handwritten this article "The Memorial to the Emperor" more than a hundred years later in history.

Death may not be a big deal, but when you die, you have to rely on the career you have fought for for many years, your ideals, your relatives, and perhaps the fate of the entire country and nation, which made Xu Ping shudder.

From childhood to adulthood, Xu Ping saw a lot of stories about Yue Fei. He seemed to know a lot, but if he really told him that Yue Fei's death was so painful, he wouldn't be able to say anything.

In his previous life, Xu Ping knew that "False" and knew that Yue Fei was killed by the traitor Qin Hui. But some people said that Qin Hui was not the mastermind, and the real mastermind was Emperor Gaozong of Song. Whether it was Qin Hui or the other person to be the prime minister, Zhao Gou insisted on Yue Fei to die, he would die. Why did Zhao Gou have to kill Yue Fei? Because he was a general, he held heavy troops and threatened the throne. Can the emperor still do it safe if such a general was not killed? It seems that there is something involved in the matter of Jian Chu. Of course, some people say that the Song Dynasty was an era when civil officials valued culture and neglected military officials, and civil officials did not allow military generals to climb onto their heads, and civil officials killed Yue Fei.

But today, Xu Ping himself became the commander of a side, holding a heavy army, and then organizing the fragmented knowledge of his previous life is completely different. Why is Xu Ping afraid these days? Because he has a story about Yue Fei brought from his previous life. A story of an outstanding general who went back a thousand years and followed a thousand years, and was unparalleled, who was determined to fight bloody battles for the country and the nation, but ended with a tragic ending.

A few days ago, Xu Ping didn't know what he was afraid of because he had not figured out why Yue Fei died.

Perhaps the degree is different, but Xu Ping is also doing what Yue Fei was doing back then. The Longyou Army is different from all the troops of the Song Dynasty. They are loyal to the court, have a harmonious relationship with the people, and are brave in fighting against the enemy. They dare to fight, can fight, and are good at fighting. Since their establishment, they have been invincible and invincible. Wherever they go, the people burn incense to welcome them, which is completely different from other armies.

The current emperor is not comparable to Zhao Gou. There is no treacherous minister like Qin Hui in the court. The strength of this dynasty is strong enough and the enemies they face are far less terrible than those of the enemies at that time. However, Xu Ping is approaching step by step the crisis Yue Fei faced back then.

Xu Ping didn't know if there was a Fengbo Pavilion waiting for him in front of him, and whether he would become another Yue Fei in advance.
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