Zhang Wenshan suddenly fell ill while preparing for the Spring Festival Ceremony.
At that time, he fell ill at the construction site and was sent back by his panicked servants.
After His Majesty learned of this, he quickly sent imperial doctors to diagnose the disease. However, when all the imperial doctors came out of Zhang Wenshan's bedroom, they all shook their heads with regretful sighs.
After some hesitation, an imperial doctor said to the senile emperor: "Master Zhang has been ill for several months!"
After the imperial doctor finished speaking, the emperor waved his hand expressionlessly and let him leave.
Subsequently, over the next three days, at Zhang Wenshan's request, the imperial doctor used forbidden techniques to extract Zhang Wenshan's vitality.
Zhang Wenshan, who was critically ill, seemed to have recovered overnight. However, anyone could see that the lifeless look on his face was getting worse day by day.
Three days later, Zhang Wenshan was at home, leaning against the fire, playing chess with the emperor. After he dropped a chess piece, he smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and lay down on a chair without waking up.
The emperor held the chess piece in his hand and waited for a long time but did not see Zhang Wenshan's move.
I raised my head and realized that the old guy had already gone.
The emperor sighed, leaned on his chair, and said sadly: "What happened this year? Everyone is gone!"
That day, the sunset dyed the city of Tokyo red.
The afterglow of the setting sun filled Zhang Wenshan's small courtyard, and the petals of a plum blossom in a corner finally fell off.
The next day, the emperor announced to the outside world that Huang He, the governor of Shanxi, was appointed as the Minister of Rites. At the same time, he replaced Zhang Wenshan and temporarily assumed the position of servant.
It is the seventh day of the eleventh month in the sixth year of the Qingyuan Period of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The sky was bright and clear, and a faint mist appeared over the city of Tokyo.
On the quiet street, there was suddenly a burst of rapid footsteps and horse hooves. The sleepy Tokyo people gently opened the window and took a look, and were immediately shocked by the scene in front of them.
I don't know when, but the long, endless street was filled with soldiers wearing bright armor. There was a sentry every five steps and a post every three steps. They looked majestic and the atmosphere was solemn and solemn.
Although these soldiers tried their best to keep their faces calm, the fiery gaze and infinite longing in their eyes looking at the city gate showed that they were expecting someone.
Among the tens of thousands of troops, the people were surprised to find that Xuanwu General Wang Xirang, Hussars General Wang Gongye and other generals had made great contributions in the Northern Expedition.
And these generals undoubtedly had excited faces, breathing white air, like javelins, standing at the gate of the city, waiting for the gate to open.
Oh my god. What’s going on/;
Who shows up in such a grand manner!
When the first ray of dawn pierced the sky and illuminated the ancient and vicissitudes of the Tokyo city wall.
The city gate finally opened.
"Send the order, line up!" The young, frivolous and unparalleled hussar general stood at the front. The promising young man turned his head and shouted loudly.
Suddenly, howls resounded over Tokyo.
The troops who lined up from the city gate to the outside of the imperial city immediately stopped after hearing the sound.
The rising sun in the early morning emits thousands of golden lights, decorating the official road leading from the city gate to the horizon like a golden avenue.
Wang Gongye and others set up a pergola and looked towards the dazzling sunshine outside the city gate.
In the hazy light, a motorcade was slowly approaching.
More than a dozen Yanyun Guards, with stern faces, were guarding the convoy. The horses under them were puffing out white air, and they were moving forward slowly with vigorous steps.
The long journey of the convoy was covered with dust. However, the two flags hanging on the front of the car and fluttering in the wind were as dazzling as the rising sun.
A flag says: Lu
One flag said: Wu.
The soldiers who were guarding the city, whether they were under the city or on the city gate, saw the two flags fluttering in the wind on the motorcade. They looked solemn, knelt down on one knee, and said to the people in Liang's motorcade.
With the highest respect.
When entering the city gate, the motorcade also slowly stopped.
The curtain was lifted, and Lu Heng and Wu Ningyuan stepped down.
At the same time, the Yanyun Guards also got off their horses and stood respectfully behind Lu Heng and Wu Ningyuan.
Lu Heng looked calm, raised his head, looked at the long-lost Tokyo City, and the soldiers above and below the city, holding spears in their hands, and the soldiers kneeling on the ground saluting him, took a deep breath, and walked in.
When entering the city gate, a soldier secretly raised his head and glanced at this military advisor who had the highest reputation in the Zhou army, his eyes full of reverence.
Stepping on the solid ground under his feet, he felt the unique majesty of Tokyo City. After Lu Heng noticed the soldier's gaze, he turned his head, glanced at him, and nodded slightly.
The soldier's face suddenly turned red with excitement and his body was trembling.
After entering the city gate, Wang Gongye led the other two generals and strode over. He raised his head and glanced excitedly at the scholar with a calm face and a smile in his eyes. He was so excited in his heart that he suddenly stood up.
He knelt down and said in a deep voice: "General, Wang Gongye (Wang Xirang/Liu Dabiao...) pays homage to the military advisor and pays homage to the prince!"
Lu Heng sighed in his heart. He took a step forward and helped the three people up. Then he patted Wang Xirang and Liu Dabiao on the shoulders one by one. He looked behind them at the excited red-faced generals. Their eyes were filled with admiration and he sighed repeatedly.
: "Okay, okay, we're all back, we're all back. Just come back! Haha!"
Wang Xirang knew what the military advisor meant when he said everything came back.
At the beginning, in the battle at Shuofang, the military advisor faced a 300,000-strong siege army and was ruthless and set fire to the entire camp.
At that time, after seeing the tragic situation of those Turkic soldiers screaming and falling into the sea of fire, it was Wang Xi who made these battle-hardened generals feel a little bit unbearable.
However, Lu Heng's face was as serious as iron, with no expression at all.
When the fire gradually extinguished and black smoke filled the sky,
Lu Heng tried to sigh: "I just want to take you home safely!"
Now, hearing the words of the military advisor again, Wang Xirang sighed in his heart and couldn't help but think of those comrades who were buried in the grasslands of the North. For a moment, his eyes turned red.
Lu Heng smiled, stretched out his fist, and hit Wang Xirang on the chest several times. Then, he turned his attention to Wang Gongye, who had achieved brilliant results this time and became the idol of countless young boys in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Looking at this young man who is less than 21 years old, he has a handsome face and an aura that is like an unsheathed sword.
In front of Lu Heng's eyes, the image of Huo Qiaoqi, who was the most beautiful and brave in the world during the Han Dynasty period, could not help but emerge.
"Brother-in-law!" Wang Gongye scratched his head, a shy look appeared on his handsome face, he scratched his head and said with a smile.
Like an elder, Lu Heng stepped forward to help Wang Gongye tidy up his armor. While tidying up, he said calmly: "Go to Jinling sometime to see your sister. Your sister knows that I asked you to go to war.
After that, he ignored me for several days!"
Thinking of Wang Tingzhi's red eyes and resentful look when she looked at him, Lu Heng shuddered in his heart.
When Wang Tingzhi came to Tokyo, Lu Heng was afraid that Wang Tingzhi would be worried, so he didn't tell her about it.
Later, when the war in the north started, Lu Heng forgot about this matter.
After returning to Tokyo, another bad thing happened.
It was not until some time ago when he was completely free that Lu Heng told Wang Tingzhi about Wang Gongye leading troops to fight.
Moreover, this was only dared to be said after learning that Wang Gongye had returned safely and had achieved endless military exploits.
Even so, Wang Tingzhi turned pale with fear, squatted on the ground, covered her face, and cried for a long time.
For several days, Lu Heng tried to say bad things, but Wang Tingzhi always turned around and ignored him.
Later, Lu Heng had no choice but to tell him bluntly: Your incompetent dandy brother is now a general of the Great Zhou Dynasty, worshiped as a hussar general, and was granted the title of Duke of Wei by the emperor.
When Wang Tingzhi heard this, her delicate body trembled. She turned around and looked at Lu Heng in disbelief. She covered her mouth in surprise and said, "Really, that harmful woman Jianchou really became an official?"
Lu Heng covered his forehead and nodded weakly.
Wang Tingzhi smiled brightly, her cheeks glowing. Then she rushed over in surprise and hugged Lu Heng.
…
"Is it sad for a woman who harms others?"
After hearing this name, Wang Xirang and other soldiers suddenly turned their heads in surprise and looked at the young and promising young general next to them. Unexpectedly, this all-powerful young hero actually had such a nickname?
Moreover, it seems that Wang Xirang, these big prostitutes in the army, may not be interested in other things, but they are particularly interested in the matter of male thieves and female prostitutes.
Wang Gongye, the nickname of this girl Jianchou, tsk tsk, is quite elegant.
Wang Xirang groped his chin, his eyes filled with a cunning smile, and he blinked at Wang Gongye.
Wang Gongye's handsome face suddenly turned red, and he screamed in his heart: Sister, my brother, I have turned back as a prodigal a long time ago.
A group of soldiers around were dumbfounded in surprise when they saw their respected boss turned red-faced, as if they were seeing a gorilla.
You must know that Wang Gongye's style on the battlefield is vigorous and ruthless. He is ruthless to his enemies and even more ruthless to his own people.
The difference is that they are sworn in with the enemy and kill them quickly and ruthlessly. They train their own soldiers ruthlessly.
Wang Gongye always had a livid look on his face when he was away from home all year round, as if everyone in the world owed him five hundred condoms.
Now, the iron-faced King of Hell, King Gongye, can actually blush?
Damn it, the biggest news in the Zhou army came out today.
After a few people reminisced at the city gate for a while, Lu Heng, surrounded by Wang Gongye and others, headed directly towards the palace.
Along the way, the soldiers stood with their backs straight, like javelins.
Whenever military advisors, princes, and these dazzling generals came up to them, the soldiers stood at attention, put one hand on their chests, lowered their heads, and saluted these great heroes.
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