When Song Yang left the sand people's camp, it was just before dawn, the darkest time of the day.
It's still dark.
But several of the most important people in the world have already stood up.
Jingtai was sitting in the royal study room with no expression on his face. He was holding a bowl of medicinal tea and sipping it in small sips. The eunuch Xiao Chong was kneeling in front of him, tears streaming down his face...
Finally, Jingtai drank all the medicinal tea and said in an indifferent tone: "Have you cried enough?"
Xiao Chongzi wiped away his tears: "I have betrayed your majesty's trust and deserve to die..." Before he could finish his words, Jingtai suddenly burst into laughter, put his tea cup on the table, stood up and walked around the desk,
He stretched out his hand and helped the little eunuch up: "You have a bullshit crime, do you need to be so serious about it? Get up, you are not a minister, you are my little brother."
The Zhenqing camp rebelled in the name of "Dharma protector". Under Jingtai's order, Xiaochongzi took the national teacher's token out of the capital and contacted the fellow sects of Xumi Temple in the southwest region, preparing to trap the leader of Zhenqing's military officers, but they didn't know that Zhenqing had Song Yang.
He had already known that the Imperial Preceptor and the Emperor were openly hostile but secretly harmonious, so how could he be fooled.
Fu Cheng, the chief official of Zhenqing, was a powerful character, and he used his tricks. As a result, the Sumeru Temple was unexpectedly attacked instead of trapping him. The master monks suffered heavy casualties. As for the crime of killing and wounding Buddhists, Fu Cheng also pinned the charge on the emperor. The little bug mission was completely defeated.
When he returned, fortunately, he listened to the emperor's instructions and was only responsible for communication and did not participate in the fight. Otherwise, his life would not have been saved. Jingtai received the report yesterday and learned the whole story. However, the little insect had just returned to the palace, and Jingtai
After hearing the news, I got up early and asked him to meet in the study...
The emperor suddenly laughed, which showed that his indifference just now was just a joke and he had no intention of blaming the young eunuch.
The little insect felt guilty and moved, and his voice choked up again: "But, but I ruined my errand."
Jingtai's laughter became even louder: "I was wrong in my estimation before. How can the fault be placed on you? No one else can do it, so what does it have to do with you? Besides, this is such a big thing, is it worth it for you?
Are you crying? And...not only are you right, but you also have merit. If you can come back safely with your little head on your head, I will remember your great merit!"
With a "wow" sound, the little insect burst into tears, with snot and tears falling on the emperor's sleeves. Jingtai didn't take it seriously and continued to laugh: "You are a teenager, why are you still crying so much?" As he said,
He lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "How about... I help you kill someone? Killing someone is the best way to relieve your anger when you are unhappy. Is there anyone you dislike? Say it and I will help you."
The little insect was not as crazy as he was. He was startled and hurriedly held back his cry, shook his head and said, "I only ask that your majesty can kill the rebels and avenge the brothers in Huazhou Xumiyuan."
"Do you still need to ask me about this?" Jingtai smiled and waved his hand to push him out: "Go down quickly and wash your face and go to bed. I will give you three days of free time. You can leave the palace at will and have fun."
The little bug retreated, and Jingtai returned to his seat. There were only tens of thousands of rebels in his eyes, but what the emperor was puzzled about was the reaction of the rebels to the trap, as if they knew that he and the Imperial Preceptor were a family...
At this time, another minister came to report, and Zhongshu Ling Wen Jinqian also came back and was waiting for the order outside the palace gate.
With the defeat of Xiao Chongzi, Wen Jinqian naturally had no chance of success, and the two important ministers, both internal and external, returned to the capital.
Jingtai said: "Summon." After saying that, while waiting for others, he began to look through the memorials on the display table.
The emperor is crazy, but he is also diligent. The prosperity of Dayan in the past twenty years is not entirely due to the imperial master... Wen Jinqian stepped into the imperial study, straightened his clothes and knelt down to salute, but he didn't wait for a while.
The emperor's 'flat body'.
Jingtai was reading a document, a report from the northern border, and he didn't know what was written in it. He was so absorbed in reading it that he even ignored the important officials he had deliberately cultivated in front of him.
The emperor didn't speak, and Wen Jinqian couldn't get up. It didn't matter for a while, but it became a little embarrassing after a long time. A full half of the time passed, and when the emperor still didn't move, Wen Jinqian quietly raised his head and glanced... The memorial was not too long.
, Jingtai had finished reading it a long time ago. Although he was holding the fold in his hand and staring at it, his eyes were dull. It was obvious that the emperor became in a daze after reading the memorial and even forgot to put down the fold.
It was not a problem to kneel like this all the time. Wen Jinqian boldly pretended to have a cold and couldn't control himself, and coughed lightly a few times.
Only then did Jingtai come to his senses and made a gesture to signal Wen Jinqian to stand up. Instead of talking about the errand of suppressing the rebellion, he asked: "I want to kill Tongchou, how should I kill him?"
Whenever the emperor asked, Wen Jinqian would always tell the truth, no matter whether the answer was in line with the holy will or not, this was his duty: "The important generals at the border and the iron wall of the country cannot be killed at will, even if General Tong makes some small mistakes.
Your Majesty should also show mercy by showing mercy, unless he commits an unpardonable crime."
"Crime? Tong Chou didn't commit a crime. On the contrary, he made meritorious deeds." Jingtai chuckled: "Three hundred thousand taels of gold almost went to Quanrong, but Tong Chou knew the details and helped me recover them. Three hundred thousand taels of gold.
Two gold pieces, it's not a small amount, Tong Chou has made a great contribution this time."
At this point, Jingtai's tone suddenly changed, and his smile suddenly turned into crazy anger. He raised his fist and smashed the desk with a dull thud, and repeatedly roared: "What a big feat, what a big feat."
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Smashing the desk and roaring fiercely were not enough to vent his anger. Finally, Jingtai roared loudly and used all his strength to overturn the heavy table made of solid wood and inlaid with jade to the ground. The muffled sound shook Wen Jin.
Qian couldn't stand firmly and fell to his knees again.
Jingtai was panting and didn't explain anything. He stretched out his hand to warm Jinqian: "Whether you are involved in his affair with a foreign country, or involved in his adultery with his daughter-in-law, I want you to participate in Tongchou this morning. I want you to behead Tongchou!"
After saying that, he refused to listen to Wen Jinqian's dissuasion and waved him away vigorously.
Wen Jinqian stood up but did not leave: "I dare not participate."
Jingtai suddenly raised his head when he heard this, staring at him with blood-red eyes: "Say it again!"
For the third time, Wen Jinqian knelt down. His meaning was clear, but he didn't have the guts to say it again. Wen Jinqian could even hear the sound of the emperor's teeth clenching.
After gasping for breath for a long time, Jingtai's voice became hoarse: "Let me ask you, if between you and Tong Chou, I must kill one person, and you choose, how do you choose?"
"Kill him." Wen Jinqian answered without hesitation. Jingtai continued: "Then do you participate or not?!"
Wen Jinqian's face almost oozed bitterness. He hesitated again and again, but finally felt that his life was more valuable than his 'duty'. He kowtowed and whispered: "I... obey the order."
Jingtai still stared at him without blinking, and after a while, he waved his hand: "Go down."
Wen Jinqian sighed deeply in his heart, stood up and backed away slowly. Unexpectedly, just when he was about to step out of the threshold, Jingtai suddenly exhaled a long breath, his tone was indifferent but his voice was still hoarse: "Forget it, no need to participate. What happened just now
It's my fault, it's not Tongchou's fault, let alone yours, so don't worry about it anymore."
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When Jingtai lifted the table, the big living Buddha was sitting on the floor, working.
In front of him, his close disciple Wu Dawu bowed profusely, but the great living Buddha did not look at him at all, and put all his energy on the box of beads in his arms.
Dozens of beads the size of fingertips. Different from ordinary pearls and jade beads, the shape of the beads of the Great Living Buddha is very irregular, not round and integrated, more like a broken jujube, with a twisted and weird shape.
Moreover, the luster of the beads is also very suspicious. Under the candlelight, a faint white light shines out. It is not like jewelry at all, but it is full of holiness.
Weird beads, the most precious collection in the Chai Tsota Pagoda Palace... parietal bone relic beads of past masters.
The Buddha's bones are refined by the fire, so they are twisted, so they are holy.
The Great Living Buddha held on to a piece of silk handkerchief and carefully wiped these parietal bone beads. Whenever he was upset, the Great Living Buddha would do this. The essence of the lifelong practice of his predecessors and the bone beads soaked in Buddhism could make him feel calm.
"Three hundred thousand taels of gold, the deposit for Quanrong Shanyu was paid by Yan Jun? It was not my money in the first place, so there is no need to feel too distressed, but this money cannot be delivered..." The living Buddha smiled half-heartedly,
The voice was very soft: "It will delay my affairs."
Three hundred thousand taels of gold was a "treat" by the Yan State Preceptor, the deposit for buying 100,000 wolf soldiers for Tubo to attack the Uighurs. This money was of great importance in the eyes of the Tubo people. There was always a special person watching this at the border between Yan and Quanrong.
As soon as something went wrong in this transaction, a letter was immediately sent to the Living Buddha. However, this matter was not considered too serious in the eyes of the border generals of Yan State. It was just a suspicious huge sum of money that was promptly investigated and dealt with to prevent it from going abroad, and was hidden in the memorial.
Since I wanted to take credit for it, I couldn't use expedited delivery, so I just treated it as a normal memorial and handed it over to Jingtai.
The distance is different, but the priority in processing the news is also different, so the time when Jingtai and the Great Living Buddha receive the news is almost the same.
The Great Living Buddha raised his head and looked at Uda: "Where is Monk Shengjing?"
Wu Da still maintained his bowing posture: "Master Yan is still in Dongyuan. If the master summons him, the disciple will send a message to him to come immediately. If he goes with all his strength, he can reach the holy city in about six or seven days."
The great living Buddha posted: "Three hundred thousand taels of gold can let him see me immediately? According to you, the Chai Cuo Ta Pagoda Palace is really not worth much. There is no need to summon him. Send a verbal message for me and ask
What should he do about this matter? If he can't do it or can't make it up in time, he won't be able to attend the July 7th celebration this time, so he will go back home and go back to his temple to fight Jingtai."
Wu Da accepted the order and was about to leave when the Great Living Buddha remembered another thing: "Is there any news about Yunding and Wuyu?"
Five days ago, Wuyu, the leader of the delegation from Nanli, who was marching to the Holy City with a group of Zen monks, suddenly resigned from the Tibetan Lama who was in charge of the delegation, saying that he had received news from the country and that there was an urgent matter and he had to immediately
She rushed back and wrote a handwritten letter of apology, asking the lama disciples to forward it to the Great Living Buddha. She then left the team, and the Yunding Living Buddha also left with her.
Yunding and Wuyu left suddenly, not to mention that there was something going on at the Nanli Buddhist family, so why did Yunding need to follow them? At that time, there were Tantric disciples secretly following them, wanting to see where they were going, but they disappeared after a long time without following them.
Uda shook his head: "I haven't found anyone yet."
Bojie didn't speak any more and began to concentrate on wiping the orb again. Only when the one in his hand was no longer dusty did he put it back into the box...
When the Great Living Buddha put down the orb, another hero in the Middle Earth, the Holy Fire Envoy of the Uighur King, the Great Khan of Quinituadi was holding up a small knife and looking at it carefully.
There is nothing strange about the knives that can be seen everywhere in the Han family. Almost every doctor will have one in his medicine box, which is used to cut out carrion when encountering patients and causing trauma.
However, the knife in the hand of the Great Khan has another meaning. It represents a person: Song Yang.
In the Tongsheng Inn in Phoenix City, the Great Khan exchanged his Fire Core Jade Pendant for this small knife.
After watching for a long time, the Great Khan put down the knife, looked at the important ministers standing in front of him one by one, and said in a low voice: "My brother was given the sacred fire. King Song Yang disappeared in the grassland. He took the risk to watch my enthronement ceremony.
Come here, if anything goes wrong, I will be responsible."
Several Uighur ministers who had just been summoned from the hot bed to the palace looked at each other. Yesterday, the Great Khan received a letter from Nanli and learned about the disappearance of Song Yang. An hour later, an order came from the Holy Fire Palace to launch the Uighurs.
All the informants on the grassland are trying their best to track down the whereabouts of Wang Jia of Song Yang, and they want to see people dead or corpses.
The decision was made yesterday and there have been no special changes in matters, so why bother bringing it up now.
The Great Khan continued with a gloomy face: "Back then, I followed the Holy Fire's order and entered Tubo to spy on the enemy. Unfortunately, I was ambushed and seriously injured. I had no way to escape. I had no choice but to sneak into a caravan, commit myself to slavery, and be sold to Nanli. I was never found.
The opportunity to escape was given to me by Song Yang, and his effort gave me a new life. He saved me for the first time."
"Then Hong City encountered a huge disaster. Song Yang turned the tide and saved an entire city and countless lives. You must know that I was also in Hong City at the time. He didn't go out specifically to save me, but I really could.
It is only because of his grace that I am alive today. He saved my life for the second time in two days."
"The third time, I was in danger in Phoenix City, and I was rescued by Song Yang again... Every time I was in a crisis, Song Yang always appeared in time to save me from danger. From this, I firmly believe that he
It is the protection given to me by the Holy Fire, and it is given to my brother. Everything that belongs to me will be shared with him."
The Great Khan paused for a moment, and then asked everyone in a more serious tone: "Do you have any objections?"
The important minister naturally shook his head. The Great Khan's face softened slightly and he continued: "Song Yang has never let me down. He also helped the Uighurs. If it weren't for his generosity, how could the Uighur warriors who were promoted to the first level be able to become famous in the world?" At this point,
The Great Khan suddenly changed the subject: "But now, my brother who has saved me many times is in danger, where am I? The Uyghur warriors who protected the Holy Fire King with kindness and righteousness were plotted by the prairie wolf, and our Uighur warriors are here again
where?"
The Great Khan raised his fist and hit the table in front of him hard. 'Sunrise East' is a famous brave man in the country. With his bravery, if it were not for his special status and his special status, he would be qualified to participate in the first-level competition that year. This punch
His strength was far beyond that of Jingtai. There was a loud click, and the heavy desk was smashed by his fist. The Great Khan said with a fierce voice: "As soon as daybreak, I will send an order to the whole territory to assemble all the desert warriors. My scimitar will point directly to the east.
The army raided the grassland, broke the stone barrier of the wolf, burned the wolf's den, and looked for my brother, the Uighur brother, under the guidance of the sacred fire! If Song Yang can't be found, how can I be the king?"
Everyone who heard this statement was shocked. This kind of thing must never be done. The old and new Uyghurs have just changed. Although the transition was smooth, it still caused some small shocks. It was really not a good time to launch a war. What's more, now is the time.
In autumn, winter is approaching, and the cold wind on the grassland can blow away the souls. In the past, many more soldiers died of freezing than died in battle. The Uighurs have suffered such a loss before. Even if they really want to fight, they will not die.
We have to wait until spring.
However, compared to the Quanrong, Tubo and Han people, the Uighurs value brotherhood the most. If the Great Khan really announces the reasons after dawn and sends out orders and calls on the entire territory to prepare for war, the whole country will respond positively and fight to the death to save their brothers.
At that time, I really couldn’t stop it even if I wanted to.
Several important ministers immediately loudly dissuaded them and stated the harm of this move. This was a war to subjugate the country and must not be carried out. However, the Great Khan was unmoved and shouted that this battle must be fought. But he
The reason for starting the war is completely reasonable in the Uighur country. It is obviously the act of a foolish king, but it is justified.
He had to be beaten, but he couldn't be allowed to do so according to his temper. Several ministers were so angry that they went crazy and tried their best to persuade him. The Great Khan became more and more excited as he talked, and he clenched his big fists and banged them.
Holding his chest, after arguing fiercely for a long time, 'Sunrise in the East' was also tired. He didn't pay attention to his dignity and casually sat on the ground leaning on a pillar, breathing heavily, not paying attention to the people around him at all, and kept talking to himself.
The minister seemed to be too excited, and his mind was a little confused, muttering to himself: "He saved me countless times, but I didn't even help him with a little help, let alone help, it was him
I have declined all the wishes I have made, and have never agreed to any of them."
"Song Yang hated the Tubo people for bullying Nanli, and once asked me to send troops to teach the Fanzi on the plateau. However, the situation in China is complicated, and everything must be done with family and country as the top priority. I rejected him. Song Yang did not force it, he just smiled.
"If Song Yang is present and has not lost his memory, you should ask him with wide eyes: When did I say this to you?
Sunrise Dongfang continued to indulge in the fantasy, murmuring: "In those days in Jingcheng, Song Yang and Axia fought side by side and formed a brother-sister relationship. He knew that Axia and this king were in love, and he once urged me to marry Axia, but because of his identity
There's a huge difference. Even if I wanted to, you wouldn't agree to it...I refused all his little wishes without any room. I just think that true loyalty does not lie in those little things. But now I don't know whether he is alive or dead, and I still don't know.
Do you want to be indifferent!"
Others still kept admonishing, but one of the ministers, Lao Wangjia, had a look of enlightenment in his eyes. He probably understood what his great khan was singing today.