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"What was written in the telegram?" Tang Shengzhi, who was standing aside, asked curiously.

"It's nothing, just let us capture Tehran as soon as possible." After listening to the other party's question, Feng Yuxiang replied lightly.

"Ah? Didn't we capture Tehran?" After hearing Feng Yuxiang's answer, Tang Shengzhi looked around suspiciously, and then asked strangely.

"It's no wonder they asked such a question. The Ministry of War's response is always a little bit late." Feng Yuxiang smiled and crumpled the piece of paper into a ball and threw it aside.

At this moment, Chen Jitang came over.

"Have you noticed?" Feng Yuxiang asked loudly before the other party came to him.

"No! Commander-in-Chief!" Chen Jitang shook his head slightly, and then said: "Our armored soldiers and engineers searched all over the Rose Palace, but found no Zhu An's body, no clue at all."

"Did he run away before that?" Feng Yuxiang asked his question.

"It's possible." Chen Jitang replied, "It's not ruled out that he was directly blasted by a shell and turned into dust. However, please rest assured, Commander-in-Chief, I will find this guy out even if I dig three feet into the ground!" Chen Jitang kept patting his chest while talking.

"Okay! Okay! Don't swear poisonous oaths all day long." Looking at Chen Jitang's funny look, Feng Yuxiang shook his head heavily, "What I care about is whether this guy is dead or alive. If he is dead, find the body and live. Let me find out where he went, that's all." After saying this, Feng Yuxiang walked into the Tehran City Hall accompanied by Iranian officials.

Middle East Storm 8 Chapter [-] How Far Is Forever

Feng Yuxiang's victory in Tehran greatly increased the confidence of the Imperial High Command. They saw hope, a hope that could defeat Iran, France and Spain at the same time.Ten hours after Tehran was declared captured, that is, at 10 o'clock in the morning on October 10, another unit of the Western Expeditionary Army, the northern battle group led by Chen Cheng, announced that it had captured the last port of the French army in northern Iran—— Amol.Then, at 25 o'clock in the morning of the same day, the Supreme Command of the Dragon Kingdom, the Ministry of the Army, and the Ministry of the Air Force issued a commendation order at the same time, rewarding all the officers and soldiers of the Dragon Army who fought in Bam, Kerman, Birjand and Tehran.

Compared with the complacent Supreme Command of the Empire, the French Supreme Command at this time has fallen into deathly silence.After the Dragon Army announced the capture of Amol, everyone knew that the Chinese had blocked the last escape route of the northern group of the coalition forces. The 26 divisions of the Faisi coalition forces and nearly 44 people were surrounded by the Dragon Army in Dabuli, North Qi Shi, Malagai, south to Amara, east to Mahtaram, west to Arak in a small triangular area.From the analysis of the current situation, in this huge encirclement, the remaining coalition forces cannot escape the palm of the Chinese no matter what.

A city in eastern Turkey, Van.

"It's over! It's over!" Alphonse Juan, who had just escaped from the flames of war in Tehran, looked at the sand table on the map that had been divided into pieces by the blue line. After the blow, he sat down on the ground, muttering non-stop.For him, his political life and military career have come to an end, as is Iran's Prime Minister Zahedi, who is now dead as most of his troops are surrounded by two encirclements. He has become a veritable loner, and because of this, he is even more afraid of the pressure from above, because in Iran, the charges of improper command can be large or small. For example, he would be sent directly to a military court, and at that time, his own life might be lost.

"It seems that we may have failed! General Juan, we have really failed." Zahedi yelled loudly as he grabbed Juan's arm like a stray dog, his face was distorted, and his spirit The state is close to hysteria.It can be seen that he has completely, completely lost all confidence.

"It's not possible!" Zhu An moved away the opponent's arm that was grasping his sleeve, and then said unhurriedly: "It's completely. From now on, we have completely and completely lost the initiative on the battlefield." .The Chinese have won Iran, defeated France and Spain. I myself have no illusions about victory."

"Then what should we do? What should we do? Could it be that the two of us just said that we had failed without saying a word, and then we were attacked wantonly by our political opponents in front of everyone, and finally hanged as a scapegoat? , and then be deeply engraved on the pillar of shame by history? Is this what we should face?" Zahedi roared frantically.

"Of course not! Absolutely not!" Juan seemed very annoyed at being so provoked by Zahedi, "You are not the kind of person who likes to sit and wait for death, and neither am I! We will never be led by the nose! Absolutely not Yes!" Having said that, he stood up and walked to the front of the map with strides: "From the current situation, although we have suffered heavy losses in the north, at least 30 to 33 divisions have been lost, but our troops It has not been completely consumed. I have 6 divisions in my hands and they will be ready soon. I will quickly transfer them to Arak and other places. Besides, don’t you still have 3 infantry divisions in Malague? Come on, we still have nearly 10 divisions on hand. Although these troops cannot guarantee our final victory and drive the Chinese out of the Middle East, we still have a chance to hold the Chinese back. At least we can do so in exchange for A decent peace." At this point Juan dropped the cigar heavily.

"So you mean to build a strong line of defense to defend against the enemy's attack? But in this case, the strength of the troops is not too tight. After all, it is 600 miles long from Tabriz to Amara. It is difficult for a division to defend such a wide front." Zahedi raised his own doubts.

"No way." Zhu An shook his head with a wry smile. Even if he couldn't defend, he had to continue to defend, because we had too many infantry and not enough mobility.If you continue to use mobile combat, you will hit the Chinese guns, and if you shorten the front, there will not be enough reserve forces to complete this retreat. You must know.Given the impossibility of an orderly retreat at a numerical and qualitative disadvantage, the Chinese would concentrate their superior forces on a tactical encirclement of our retreating forces.Therefore, the best way at present is to defend on the spot, turning each of the fortifications into nails on the back of the Chinese, so that they will be on their backs, and their logistical supply lines will always be under our pressure.Only in this way can we turn defeat into victory, a chance to make the other party bow their heads and sue for peace! "Speaking of which, Zhu An's words already seem to have a lot of meaning.

"I understand what you mean." Zahedi nodded, "But our current situation is not limited to these, our most important situation at present is how to calm down the current crisis in the north." After finishing speaking, he looked nervously at looked at each other.

"It's actually very simple." Zhu An immediately took over the other party's words: "In my opinion, we only need to find a scapegoat, and this scapegoat must be someone who suffered a disastrous defeat in an important battle, so..." At this point, Zhu An stopped talking, and he looked at the other party with meaningful eyes.

"So I think I've found it!" Zahedi over there also gave him a strange look.

The good news from Tehran was sent to Beijing like snowflakes, and Empress Jingfen's body recovered quickly. Guan Xuqing was in a very good mood these days. After discussing with Feng Xianghua and others that day, he stayed in the Queen's Kunning Palace that night. .The two imperial physicians had just checked the queen's pulse. Guan Xuqing asked about the condition. The imperial physician said that there was nothing serious, but the queen was still weak and needed to recuperate. She had a slight cough for the past two days. After the imperial physician left, Guan Xuqing and Jingfen After talking for a while, I realized that Jingfen hadn't been there for two months.Guan Xuqing smiled and said: "Just now I heard from the imperial physician that you are weak and hot. It was shocking. It turns out that you are happy, and you are going to add another dragon child to me."

The empress seemed to be very worried, her petite body nestled in the emperor's arms, she shook her head slightly and said, "Yes, I am also sick. This unknown fever has been going on for some time. It's all your fault, the emperor, my concubine is weak, and you still have to do it... ...to do that kind of thing..."

Guan Xuqing stroked her hair, and said slowly: "People often say that the harmony of yin and yang can cure serious illnesses. You are always unable to cheer up, and your body is thin. If you encounter a little bit of cold or heat, you will never get sick." ? You are my wife and the mother of the world, everything I have is yours, you should be happy!"

Jingfen didn't answer, and after a long time, she slowly turned around, even quietly wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

"what happened?"

"Nothing, happy."

"Crying when you're happy?"

"Women are not as happy as men are."

"Inexplicable." Guan Xuqing couldn't help laughing, and was about to speak when Jingfen suddenly said: "One day, if I really die, what posthumous title will the emperor give me?"

The smile froze on Guan Xuqing's face, he sat up straight suddenly, held Jingfen's shoulder, and asked eagerly, "What's wrong with you? What's the matter?"

Jingfen sat up, looked at the candlelight in the gauze lantern, sighed and smiled and said: "Ever since I got this serious illness, I was always afraid that I would not be able to accompany the emperor to the end, so I want to ask the emperor for this posthumous title now. Didn't you promise to give me the posthumous title of Xiaoxian? If you can give me this posthumous title, I will die in peace in the future."

Before she could finish her sentence, Guan Xuqing covered her mouth and said, "I won't allow you to say such things again. Since we got married, so many winds and rains have come over us. In the future, we will grow old together. Even if we die, I will die first. I'm afraid that if you go ahead, I won't be able to bear the pain of losing you. Since I became the throne, I have a lot of things to do and have little time with you, but after so many years, you still don't know what I'm thinking? Don't think about it... go to sleep..."

When the next day was just getting bright, Guan Xuqing woke up, seeing Jingfen's green forearm exposed outside the quilt, breathing evenly, sleeping peacefully, with tears of happiness hanging from the corners of her eyes, he gently covered her for her Quilted, put on the middle coat, and gently came to the outer hall.Several maids who were on guard at night rushed over to wait on them, Guan Xuqing waved them down and called Xiao De'an over and asked, "How much food does the queen eat a day now?"

Seeing the emperor's gloomy face, Xiao De'an carefully said in a low voice: "Your Majesty eats vegetarian food these days. The servants watch over the two regular meals, and each meal is only two taels of old rice. Occasionally, she eats some lychees and melons and fruits in her free time. The first cook, Zheng Er, made more meat dishes for the empress. After Zheng Er left, the slave never saw the empress eat meat dishes."

Guan Xuqing pondered: "Where is Zheng Er now?"

Xiao De'an laughed and said, "He stole a chicken blood red porcelain bottle from the Imperial Dining Room, buried it in a cinder truck and transported it outside, asked the Ministry of Internal Affairs to find out, and beat him..."

Before he finished speaking, Guan Xuqing stopped him with a wave of his hand, and said, "You will pass the decree in a while, and ask Zheng Er to come in and wait on you. The monthly rule will be doubled. If you have money, you will stop stealing. Tell Zheng Er, master and empress." For a tael of meat, I will reward him with a tael of silver."

"Ah? Cha!"

Middle East Storm 8 Chapter [-] Inside and Outside the Imperial City

Guan Xuqing paused for a moment and asked again: "Who is the imperial physician who showed the empress pulse?"

"Ren Xigeng." Xiao De'an hurriedly said: "The number one doctor in the Taiyuan Hospital does not follow orders and refuses to see patients. He said that the empress has an unknown fever these few days, and her blood is exhausted, so she needs to use fresh bear bile. But this medicine is too hard to get in autumn and winter, and blind bears and cats don’t come out of their nests in winter, where did they get so much fresh bear bile?"

"You should have told me about these things earlier." Guan Xuqing said with a stern face, "There are more than a dozen bears in Lupu, Changchun Garden, and I will use them first. I will ask the governor of Heilongjiang to catch live bears and send them over. Joke, cats Can't Dong's bear be caught?"

Speaking of this, Guan Xuqing felt a little cold, so he realized that he was talking in his middle coat, and then returned to the bedroom. At this time, Jingfen had already woken up, her eyes were bright, seeing the emperor coming in, she hurriedly got up and said: "I I have heard it all, life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky. I will not be able to do anything for a while. Your Majesty, you are too serious, but I can't bear it."

"Respect the destiny and do your best, otherwise what do you want people to do?" Guan Xuqing said with a smile: "You just need to let go of your mind, I will know it in my heart after asking."

At this time, several maids came over and dressed the emperor in a hurry. After dressing, Jingfen came over to tie a gold-encrusted biya tie for the emperor in person, and then said with satisfaction: "You go to the serious business, I just have Sometimes I can’t think about it, so I’ll tell you something sweet, and it’ll be fine in the past.”

"That's good." Guan Xuqing was about to speak again, but when he heard the chiming clock strike seven times in a row, he stopped delaying and turned back to Jingfen as he walked out, "I'll go to burn incense to pray for you first, and then go to court." I’ll come to you at night.” As he spoke, under the guidance of Xiao De’an, he left the main hall, sat on the warm sedan chair, first went to the Dagao Hall to burn incense, then to the Shouhuang Hall to salute, and then to Qin’an Hall and Dou Tan to burn incense Worship, the west case, the north case, and the Zao Jun of the Kunning Palace have all been worshiped, and then I went to the god tablet and the Buddha in the East Nuan Pavilion to salute.

On the way to Dongnuan Pavilion, I happened to pass by Tingyuexuan. Guan Xuqing's heart moved, and he asked Xiao De'an to stop Luanjia. Xiao De'an came over and said, "This hall has been deserted for a year. Shanzi didn't arrange to offer sacrifices to this temple..." Before finishing speaking, Guan Xuqing's captivating gaze suddenly swept over, making little De'an shiver in fright, and dared not say anything more.

Guan Xuqing said: "Did I listen to the Ministry of Rites, or did the Ministry of Rites listen to me? If I don't go anywhere else, I must sacrifice to this palace. Open it!"

This Tingyue Pavilion has been completely sealed since Maozi's death. People in the palace heard that faint weeping was often heard inside at night, and the night watchmen all avoided the road.Guan Xuqing slowly pushed open the dust-covered door, and immediately a few snow chickens flew out screaming and fluttering their wings. The eunuchs were all startled, and they peeked at the emperor, their faces were dignified and lacklustre. If you dare to talk too much, you have to go in with the emperor.

Guan Xuqing walked very slowly, carefully looking at the small courtyard while walking, and saw the wormwood growing from the cracks in the blue bricks, which was as tall as a person, and there was a desolation everywhere, and it looked like an ancient temple that had been abandoned for many years from a distance , the cold wind was blowing the decayed grass on the eaves, making a whistling sound, as if a resentful woman was crying.

Guan Xuqing's face was blue and white, and he stepped on the stone road covered with withered grass to the front of Maozi's original house. He stood there for a long time, took a deep breath, as if he wanted to capture the memories of many years ago, He looked in through the window, and saw that the light in the room was dim, and the floor was covered with thick dust, which seemed to be printed with the footprints of many mice and weasels. The red curtain of the sea is still hanging... everything is the same as that night, only a wooden stool was overturned under the corner of the wall leaning on the lintel, and a Maitreya Buddha statue on the wall has become dark, and the Buddha statue is half-opened with a big belly lips, looking at the house and the dumbfounded Guan Xuqing with a smile on his face, his expression was like a mockery, but it was more heartbreaking than the mockery.

Guan Xuqing couldn't help trembling: he still remembered that one day many years ago, Maozi sat on this stool in white clothes like snow, copying over and over again the "Book of Songs and Chen Feng" that he gave her.

"I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you..." Guan Xuqing felt sore in his heart, took a step back and bowed slightly to the window lattice, and said with tears in his eyes, then lit three sticks of incense, and inserted In the censer, I carefully placed the censer on the stone steps again, and silently recited in my heart: "There is a fate in this life, and I will meet you in this life. If there is no fate in this life, I hope to be married in the next life..."

When he was full of melancholy and dazed, Wang Shang hurried in, stood behind the emperor and said: "Your Majesty, Mr. Liang asked his servants to come over to ask for an order. All the officials have arrived at the Qianqing Palace. Ask the emperor when he can open the court." .”

"I'll go there now." Guan Xuqing pointed to the wormwood in the yard and said, "No one can touch the furnishings in this room! But this yard can't just go unused, and I'll tell the Ministry of Internal Affairs to send people to clean the yard regularly. .”

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