In a small tent not far to the west, Tang Ji and Cai Yan were lying together.
The night was getting darker and everything was quiet, but they couldn't sleep.
Although no one spoke, they both knew that the other one was not asleep either.
After a while, Tang Ji said softly: "Mrs. Cai, are you asleep?"
Cai Yan smiled bitterly and said, "I can't sleep." After sighing, she added, "Since I got out of trouble, I have been in a trance for the past half day, as if I was in a dream."
Tang Ji let out a long sigh. "It was the same when I was rescued by the emperor."
Cai Yan opened his eyes. "Perhaps this is what the emperor said about the same fallen people from the end of the world."
"Both are the fallen people from the end of the world?" Tang Ji tasted it and felt even deeper. "The emperor is smart, has the legacy of the late emperor, and speaks in written language. Madam Cai, you and the emperor both have a father who loves you both."
Cai Yan thought of his father Cai Yong, and felt a little sadder in his heart. He unexpectedly recalled Tang Ji's previous proposal.
Do you want to become a female official and inherit your late father's legacy?
"Mrs. Cai, thank you."
"Madam, where did you start?" Cai Yan came back to his senses, turned his head, and looked at Tang Ji in confusion.
It was pitch dark in the tent, and she couldn't actually see anything. She could only feel Tang Ji's breath.
"Although what Mr. Yang said is correct, I still feel ashamed, but Mrs. Wu is so eloquent."
Cai Yan suddenly understood and then laughed silently.
Tang Ji's uncle, Tang Heng, was one of Emperor Xiaohuan's regular attendants. He had a reputation far and wide, and was good at gossiping. He was known as Tang Liangcai.
She refuted Yang Xiu in front of the emperor, but she was worried that Yang Xiu would be rude after drinking and make a mistake in front of the emperor. She did not expect Tang Ji.
This is completely unintentional.
"Madam, don't worry. My words to refute Yang Shilang are not to show off to Madam. In fact, because my words are too extreme and unreasonable. If it is just for family, you can speak freely. Now, as a close official of the emperor, you cannot prejudge and use prejudice.
Treating others is a mistake for the emperor."
Tang Ji turned around curiously, lying on her side. "Madam, why do you say this?"
Cai Yan sighed softly. "Madam, do you still remember that there was an eunuch named Lu Qiang in the palace?"
Tang Ji thought about it carefully and shook her head. "I've never heard of it."
"My late father was falsely accused by Cao Jie and Wang Fu, and he had to abandon the market. Lai Lugong wrote a letter to defend the false accusation, and his death was reduced to one level, and he was exiled to Shuofang. In the second year of Zhongping, Lugong was Zhao Zhong, and Xia Yungou fell into the trap and was connected with the Yellow Turban.
, when he was questioned about his crime in prison, Lu Qiang refused to be humiliated because of his justice and committed suicide."
Tang Ji said "Oh" and remembered something. "When you said that, I seem to have an impression."
"It is sad that such a sage died unjustly." Cai Ji sighed again and again. "My late father, like Yang Shilang, believed that all officials were dirty, and was exiled to Shuofang for ten years. After that, he wandered around the world. After many events, Fang Fang
Knowing that such an understanding is biased. Scholars are inherently innocent, and eunuchs are also loyal and traitorous, so they cannot be generalized. The Yuan brothers killed all the eunuchs. It is difficult to call them chivalrous. On the contrary, they are suspected of taking justice for personal revenge."
Tang Ji frowned and defended: "This action of the Yuan brothers also avenged the general."
Cai Yan's lips moved slightly, but he stopped talking.
Neither of them spoke. They only heard each other's breathing. They knew that the other's mood was a bit complicated, and they didn't know what to say.
At this time, there was a soft voice, faint, intermittent, vague and non-existent.
After listening for a moment, I realized that it did not come from inside the tent, but from outside the tent.
Both of them had been there before, so they knew what the situation was like, which made it even more embarrassing.
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Early the next morning, at dawn, Liu Xie dressed and got up and started practicing martial arts outside his tent.
Fu Shou hasn't gotten up yet and is sleeping soundly.
Without her noble status as a queen, she is just a child, and it's time to take a nap.
Song Du yawned and rushed to wait on him. Fu Shou was not there. He was a little surprised, but he didn't dare to ask more questions. While ordering people to prepare breakfast, he peeked into the tent and deliberately made the sound of footsteps louder to remind Fu Shou to get up quickly.
But Fu Shou never responded.
Song Du looked at Liu Xie with a bit more fear, as if Fu Shou had been executed overnight by Liu Xie.
Liu Xie ignored her and concentrated on practicing his sword.
Sharpening one's gun in the face of battle will bring displeasure to one's unhappiness.
The real battle is about to begin, and he must be prepared to go into battle and not fall behind at the critical moment.
He had the will to fight in his heart, and his movements were unnaturally more murderous.
Song Du subconsciously stayed away, feeling even more uneasy.
The tent door on the side was slightly opened, and Jia Xu came out and stood at the entrance of the tent.
Liu Xie turned his head and took a look, nodding in greeting.
Jia Xu returned the courtesy with a smile. "Your Majesty is elegant and restrained, and your progress is gratifying."
Liu Xie didn't understand what he meant, so he smiled politely and continued to practice martial arts, one move at a time.
Jia Xu's eyebrows raised slightly, and then he regained his composure and moved his body in front of the tent.
When the first ray of morning light shone on the plain, Liu Xie ended the practice.
Song Du had prepared breakfast. Liu Xie sat down, thought about it, and asked someone to invite Jia Xu.
Jia Xu arrived soon, and Xie En took his seat.
Liu Xie picked up his chopsticks, paused on the table, and said: "A gentleman eats without saying a word, but time is short and things are complicated, so I will no longer be polite to you. Li Jue is coming, sir, can you teach me?"
Jia Xu scooped up a spoonful of wheat porridge, put it into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it.
"Your Majesty is so urgent, should you go to Yang Feng camp or Yang Ding camp?"
Liu Xie did not hide it and nodded in recognition. "Get ready to go to the camp of General Yang Ding."
"Are you planning to mobilize Yang Ding to defend General Anji's position?"
Liu Xie admitted again.
Such big news in Yuanxia camp cannot be hidden from an old fox like Jia Xu, so it would be better to be frank.
Lieutenant General Dong Chengying replenished the North and South Army, leaving the right-wing position empty. If Guo Si launched an attack, even if it was just a tentative attack, it might cause unbearable losses.
The only way is to mobilize Yang Ding to supplement the defense.
This is not a good solution - not everyone trusts Yang Ding - it is just the last resort.
"If your majesty can trust the general, can others do the same?" Jia Xu took another big mouthful of porridge.
Liu Xie said nothing.
Yesterday, everyone argued fiercely about this matter, and some people even made rude remarks, accusing Liangzhou people of being beasts, capricious, and simply untrustworthy. The emperor took such a big risk to deliver food to Yang Ding, but Yang Ding was still the first to do so.
It can be seen that the rat has two ends and is unwilling to go all out.
Liu Xie didn't believe Yang Ding either, but he had no other choice.
"In a war, the most taboo thing is to be suspicious of each other and distract troops and attention for no reason." Jia Xu put down the bowl, took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and then carefully wiped his beard. "In such a predicament, you should be in the enemy's position, and you should not be alone."
Liu Xie thought for a moment and understood what Jia Xu meant.
It is more advantageous to keep Yang Ding behind to threaten Li Jue than to move Yang Ding to the right wing.
"It's just that... the right wing is empty. What will happen if Guo Si comes to fight?"
"I wonder if Your Majesty is willing to gamble again."
"bet?"
"If Guo Si comes, I will be the one to take charge."
Liu Xie raised his eyelids, looked at Jia Xu for a moment, and pushed the half-drunk bowl of wheat porridge in his hand. "Then thank you, Mr. Hardworking."
Jia Xu left the table, prostrated himself on the ground, and took the bowl of porridge with both hands.