Now Cheng Yaojin is a double-edged sword. If he gets it, he can rely on his powerful force to increase the chance of capturing Chang'an City; if he can't get his surrender, it will be a sharp steel knife against his back.
You can stab yourself in the vitals at any time, causing you to be defeated and die.
If possible, Li Zhi would like to eat the meat raw and tear it into pieces one by one!
However, the reality is that he has to worry about Cheng Yaojin's position. Not to mention punishment and reprimand, even the curse he just uttered out of anger is faintly regretted. If it reaches Cheng Yaojin's ears, he will think that he hates him.
It is deeply rooted in my heart, so I am wary of fearing that the future liquidation will eventually lead to Li Chengqian's side, which will be a serious problem...
Xiao Yu observed the words, took a step forward, and whispered: "At such an important moment, it is not an exaggeration to say that life hangs on a thread. It is understandable that Lu Guogong is hesitant because of his scruples. Furthermore, Zuo
The tens of thousands of troops in the armed guards have never been reorganized safely since they returned from the Eastern Expedition. Now that the troops and troops are trapped, it is naturally time-consuming and laborious to assemble them. The Wei Colonel only made such a conclusion after a brief observation outside the camp. In fact,
It is a bit frivolous and absurd. If it causes a rift between the monarch and his ministers, how can your head be enough to make up for it?"
After he reminded him like this, Li Zhi immediately woke up and got off the slope: "What the Duke of Song Dynasty said is true. This king did not think carefully and made a mistake... Someone is here to arrest this captain and hold him accountable in front of the gate."
Thirty military sticks to serve as a warning to others!"
Wei Zhenzai: "..."
He looked confused. What he reported was the truth, not a single word was false. He had been in the army for many years and had experienced many battles. Could it be that he couldn't tell whether Zuo Wuwei was really gathering or just pretending?
But before he could finish these two sentences, he was accused of "being vain and absurd, and making trouble"...
Thirty military sticks are not bad, and they are gone after just one blow, but this can be regarded as an insult to His Highness the King of Jin. He made such a big mistake and was punished by the army to set an example. There is no future in this life.
?
He allowed the guards who rushed towards him to tie up his hands, not daring to struggle and resist, but he glared at Xiao Yu with anger on his face.
If it weren't for this treacherous sycophant, how could Your Highness blame me wrongly?
However, until the imperial guards escorted him down the circle, no one cared about his anger and whether he had been wronged... At this critical moment of life and death, the most important thing was to make up for the curse words that King Jin blurted out.
Cheng Yaojin had the impression that who would care about the right or wrong of a mere captain, or even his life or death?
Xiao Yu and others were scratching their heads at how capricious Cheng Yaojin was. How should they deal with such a demon king?
Yuchi Gong's face was gloomy and uncertain, but he was envious in his heart.
Now Cheng Yaojin's various positions are exactly what he has always hoped for, but because King Jin found him at the beginning, as the main force under King Jin, it is impossible to fish, and he has to charge into the battle.
Li Zhi's face was calm and he said calmly: "Luke Guogong is just a rare commodity. If he wants more benefits, I will give him more benefits. After all, it is a big deal that risks one's wealth and life. Even if he is greedy, it is understandable.
. You can also rest assured that I will never favor one over another. I am not giving benefits to those who make trouble, but suffer losses if someone is peaceful and diligent. I have a strong balance in my heart."
He must explain this. Cheng Yaojin raised the stakes again and again, and he had to agree every time. But others must have been dissatisfied when they saw it. In this world, we don't worry about fewness but about inequality. Looking at Cheng Yaojin,
How can you not have any ideas if your belly is round after biting gold?
But if it’s unrealistic to ask everyone to clearly mark the price, who knows if someone will open their mouth?
In a word, I won't treat you badly, but don't make any trouble at this time, otherwise we will all be ruined together...
The most important ability of a superior person has never been that he knows everything about astronomy and geography and is invincible in both civil and military affairs. There has never been such a person in the world. The ability that really needs to be mastered is the "skill of controlling people", to be able to make the best use of people.
Knowing people to do their jobs well is the foundation. Above this level, if we can distinguish rewards and punishments and balance interests, we will be invincible.
*****
The lanterns outside Shujing Hall swayed in the night rain and breeze. The rainwater dripped from the eaves and dripped into the pottery urn in front of the window. The remaining lotus in the urn withered and koi carps swam.
On the mat in front of the window, Fang Jun sat cross-legged, with the collar of a moon-white coat slightly open. His body temperature was very high after strenuous exercise, and it became even hotter after taking a bath. The cool breeze blowing in from the crack in the window was very pleasant.
Feeling refreshed, I took another sip of hot tea and breathed out a long sigh of relief.
The palace maid on the side is sitting on her knees, her palace skirt clinging to her slim figure. She is boiling water and making tea with bare hands. The youthful atmosphere is blowing against her face, which is particularly touching.
However, Fang Jun turned a blind eye like a sage, his mood did not fluctuate, he just drank tea leisurely...
The fragrance of tea lingered in his nose, and suddenly a floating dark fragrance mixed with it. Fang Jun turned his head and saw Princess Changle in a loose Taoist robe. She knelt down beside her, with her delicate body bent down and her head filled with water.
Her angry hair poured down like clouds and waterfalls, her beautiful neck was covered in black hair, and a hint of whiteness was visible on her collar.
Noticing the man's gaze, Princess Changle tightened her collar and raised her eyes slightly: "Isn't it enough?"
The face that used to be as cold as jade seems to be evaporated by the hot water in the bath, giving it a white and rosy luster. Her eyebrows are picturesque, and her red lips are like flowers. The whole person is like a peony flower after a storm, bright but not charming.
, beautiful but not demonic.
Fang Jun looked back, with a smile on his lips, meaning: "I'm afraid this life will never be enough."
Princess Changle Xu had just experienced a wind and rain that had washed away her marrow and bones, and her whole body was a little softer and weaker. When she heard this, her pretty face turned red, and the tips of her crystal ears turned red. She bit her lip and said: "Deng Tu"
son!"
The maid on the side served tea, and Princess Changle took the tea cup and took a sip from her red lips. She caught a glimpse of the man's eyes wandering on her red lips. She was puzzled at first, and then suddenly thought of the shameful people in the dormitory just now.
thing……
The noodles were as rosy as if they had been steamed in an instant. He gritted his silver teeth and shouted softly: "Don't be so ridiculous anymore. Guards are everywhere in the palace today, and there are sentries everywhere. What will happen if someone finds you staying overnight in the palace?"
This guy came over in the evening, and after chatting for a while, he didn't show any intention of saying goodbye, so he had to stay and have a meal. Unexpectedly, he refused to leave even after the meal, and pestered her to do something inappropriate. Although she firmly refused, she still
After all, his arms couldn't twist his thighs, so he was forcibly carried into the bedroom...
Thinking about it now, I feel even more embarrassed and unbearable. I have always been dignified and reserved. Since when can I tolerate such excessive things?
It’s all because of this bastard’s lust that makes him unconscious. If what happened here gets out, I don’t know how His Majesty will view me...
Fang Jun most admired her charming demeanor in which she was shy even though she wanted to speak, and was willing to refuse but still welcomed her. It was probably because the sage's time had passed, and her heart was ready to move again, but he also knew that Yunyu had been Princess Changle's greatest tolerance before, and she thought about spring breeze again.
Twice, absolutely not.
He smiled and said: "Your Highness, don't worry. It is precisely because the rebels have arrived in the south of the city and the palace is on guard that I can come in and out easily without attracting suspicion."
Having said this, Princess Changle straightened her waist, looked solemn, and asked with a frown: "The rebels have already arrived at the city, and they are ready to move everywhere in Guanzhong. Why do you seem not to care at all?"
"How can I not care? It's just that it's not my character to get angry when something happens. Since I have already anticipated today's danger, I naturally have done my homework well in advance and everything is ready, so I am as stable as a rock."
Fang Jun is full of confidence.
But after taking a sip of tea, he warned again: "But as the saying goes, plans don't change quickly. No matter how detailed the plan is, it will inevitably go wrong. If the rebels really attack Taiji Palace, His Highness must not run around, or hurry to Xuande
I will go and find the minister, who can guarantee the safety of His Majesty, or rush to the Wude Palace to stay with His Majesty, or even if that doesn't work, I can evacuate Chang'an through the secret road and go to Hexi."
Nothing is absolute in this world. The more you think your plan is thorough and meticulous, the more mistakes you make in key areas.
He must always keep an eye on changes in the situation and not make any omissions, because if he makes a mistake, the price will be too heavy for him to bear.
Princess Changle's eyes were filled with water and she asked softly: "What about Gao Yang and Mei Niang?"
"I will bring the Jin sisters to the palace tomorrow morning. I hope Your Highness will take care of you."
Once chaos breaks out, it will be difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. The entire city of Chang'an will be a huge powder keg. Without Taiji Palace, it is still under control. The wives and concubines will naturally have to enter the palace to avoid trouble. Otherwise, how can Fang Jun guard Xuandemen with peace of mind?
?
"Well, I will let people stare at me, so don't worry."
Princess Changle nodded in agreement, but she would never say anything like "we are all one family and do not need to see outsiders"...
He looked at the sky outside the window, and saw that the light rain had not stopped. He urged softly: "It's getting late. If the outside world finds out that you have been staying here, I don't know what unpleasant words will be spread. Besides, the situation is tense, and the rebels are approaching the city.
, and you can’t leave the military camp without permission... huh."
Halfway through the words, Fang Jun put his hand around her slender waist and pulled her into his arms, kissing her hard.
The palace maids on the side huddled together, their heads lowered so much that they almost pushed their chin into their chests, and they didn't even dare to breathe...
After a long while, Princess Changle struggled to push the man away. Her pink face was red with shame, her eyes were watery, her small mouth was slightly opened and she was panting rapidly. She pinched the man's chest hard with her hand and said angrily: "More
It’s so ridiculous, don’t come to my bedroom!”
Fang Jun knew that this exquisitely beautiful His Highness was soft on the outside but strong on the inside. He smiled proudly, but did not dare to go further. He stood up and let her serve, put on her armor and stomach, and walked out of the door.
Holding up an umbrella with one hand, Fang Jun looked back and saw the beauty in thin clothes and slim figure standing in the door looking at each other. Fang Jun was satisfied, turned around and strode towards Xuande Gate.
The entire Tai Chi Palace is under martial law, and only Fang Jun can enter and exit. However, he must verify his identity before reaching any sentry post, and will only be allowed to go after confirmation. The rebels are approaching the south of the city, and undercurrents are surging in Chang'an City. Tai Chi
Nature in the palace is like a taut bow string, and there is no chance of any omission.
After leaving Xuande Gate and returning to the military camp in Forbidden Garden, as soon as they sat down and took a sip of tea, Cheng Wuting burst in from the outside with a rush of words and said with a hurried tone and solemn expression: "Commander Qi, General Gao just sent someone to send a message.
Those people are probably going to start tonight!"