Who's home tonight, Bian Zhouzi

After she made up her mind, she sent someone to pick up Duan Dizhi immediately. It was late autumn, and a month later, she got the news that Duan Dizhi's old injury had relapsed, so the team could only walk slowly.But when Duan Dizhi heard that she was called to lead the army in battle, he immediately sent someone to bring her preliminary ideas back to the court - some people in the court hated her, thinking that this was simply arrogance and domineering, and there was no agreement to let you lead the army , you start the battle plan!hateful!hateful!

They said at the inner court meeting that it was really against the law to use this person. Zeng Jingzhao threw the cup in her hand before she said the part after the violation. on the man's head. "I'll just say it one last time: When this country is in dire straits, use extraordinary people. If any of you can recommend a better candidate, please say so quickly. If you can't say it, don't mention it again. Go to the battlefield," She wanted to say that she was going to die, but immediately felt unlucky, "It's not you people who are going to protect Dawei."

She was sitting in the royal palace at the moment, listening to the fierce discussions of the courtiers, she felt ironic.Those who opposed the use of Duan Dizhi at the beginning, made sarcastic remarks after the expedition, and after successive victories were still discussing how to deal with Duan Dizhi once she returned from victories, whether she should continue to be imprisoned near Yumen Pass, or change places, whether to commute her sentence, Whether you want rewards or preferential treatment is up to you.If you don't love power by nature, how can you get the throne of the emperor?She wanted to escape more and more.

The courtiers were arguing fiercely, and she began to lose her mind again.I don’t know why I always feel anxious recently, and I often think about the past—in fact, in the past few years after Duan Dizhi left, how many days has she not been tortured by memories and guilt?It took Duan Dizhi a full month and a half to arrive, and this was the result of her forced journey regardless of her own health—she was lying in a carriage and was quietly taken into the palace—it was supposed to be sent to her original residence, but the school affairs office needed renovation.Zeng Jingzhao was worried that she would not get good treatment, so she insisted on taking her back to the palace.When night came, the entire imperial hospital in the side hall was waiting.She wanted to go in and take a look, but she was afraid of disturbing the imperial physicians' examination and treatment, so she just waited restlessly outside.

I saw her being carried back with a fever just now, and the person on the stretcher was so emaciated.

After a while, all the imperial physicians came out and knelt down in front of her, talking about Duan Dizhi's injury and how to remedy it.She was terrified when she heard it, and murmured to herself, "I won't return it when I leave..." The imperial physicians also talked about how to nourish and nourish her, and to what extent she could be nourished.Zeng Jingzhao immediately ordered that all the rare medicinal materials from the Imperial Hospital be provided to Duan Dizhi to recuperate.The imperial physicians were obsequious, she wanted to ask, but stopped. The imperial physicians were at a loss, raised their heads and buried them down again, she said: "... When will she wake up?" It may wake up in a while, or it may sleep until tomorrow.

"Your Majesty, take care of the dragon's body." He had no choice but to leave his hands behind and go back to sleep by himself.In the dream, for a while, I dreamed that Duan Dizhi was healed, and for a while, I dreamed that Duan Dizhi was dead, and I woke up and fell asleep, covered in sweat.

The next morning, at the end of the morning, the emperor left everything to Liang Lie, which was rare, and immediately came back to see Duan Dizhi.Unexpectedly, a commotion was heard from afar.The Ninth Five-Year Lord rushed straight into the hall, saw the blood on the ground, was so frightened that he was out of his wits, and immediately squeezed in.Seeing that she was in a hurry, the imperial doctors did not dare to surround her, and immediately dispersed.She saw Duan Dizhi lying on the bed with a pale complexion and eyes closed, breathing weakly. "What's going on?" She lowered her voice with anger.Before the imperial physicians could speak, Duan Dizhi said in a hoarse voice on the bed: "It doesn't matter...it often happens..."

With a wave of hands, everyone dispersed.Zeng Jingzhao reached out with a handkerchief to wipe off the cold sweat on Duan Dizhi's forehead, but her own hands were shaking. "..." Seeing Duan Dizhi like this, she was so heartbroken that she almost died, her throat was choked up and she couldn't say a word.After Duan Dizhi said that sentence, she closed her eyes and said nothing, exhausting all her strength to endure the pain—this proved her prediction about her life in exile: if she really took the injuries all over her body and went into exile on the way Luo Xia stayed in such an environment, and she probably wouldn't live to be 40 years old.

After wiping off her sweat, Zeng Jingzhao wanted to find something to do to relieve the embarrassment and guilt in her heart. Looking around, she saw Duan Dizhi's right hand wrapped in a bandage; she carefully lifted the quilt and saw Duan Dizhi's wrist , seeing thicker bandages and the smell of borneol and musk.

Thinking of King Jin's sword, her whole heart felt as if someone had stabbed her.She hates King Jin, and in recent years she has tried to take the opportunity to reward him, hoping to gradually feed him fat and feed his sickness, and she will reward him with some hair in the future, and eat him alive.

She stretched out her fingers to caress Duan Dizhi's wrist, but Duan Dizhi moved his wrist with difficulty.Zeng Jingzhao's heart instantly fell into the almost frozen ice lake.

"These years..." She took a deep breath, "I'm sorry." As she said that, she buried her head, tears streaming from her eyes.Duan Dizhi wanted to talk, but coughed; Zeng Jingzhao wanted to help her to sit up, but accidentally touched the old injury on her collarbone.This is really her hell.

"Don't be too busy..." After tossing for a long time, Duan Dizhi tried to sit up a little bit, and Zeng Jingzhao quickly put two pillows on her back. "...I'm just...tired on the road." Zeng Jingzhao almost didn't dare to look at her. She wanted to find something to say, to say that she was guilty, that she was tortured, that she wanted to take this opportunity to clear her of some of the charges, and wait for her in the future. After abdicating himself, I went to pick her up again, and never asked about world affairs; but she couldn't say it.

What qualifications do I have to say such a thing?In order to protect myself and Dezhao, I put all the crimes on you, even at the instigation of Yushitai, in order to clean up my reputation, I put all the previous unsolved cases on you; It is also because I have no one capable of civil and military affairs in the whole dynasty, and I summoned you back from illness and weakness, and raised you in the palace, preparing to send you to the most dangerous place to fight.

Even though I thought about repaying you, I have been in debt all the time. What qualifications do I have to make promises to you again?

She was about to ask Duan Dizhi how these years have been, but Duan Dizhi asked, "Where is my knife?" She looked up and saw Duan Dizhi's eyes, which were weak and tired, but not cold, as if lying on her bed many years ago The person who fell asleep on the carpet in the bedroom, or the person who was only half alive.

"It's kept... at your house." "Oh?" "I've always hoped that one day, you can go back and get it." Duan Dizhi smiled silently, the smile was seized by the pain, and it was fleeting. "I'm afraid I can't...live...in the palace all the time, right?" Zeng Jingzhao thought it was Duan Dizhi's resentment towards himself, "Maybe...the courtiers will probably make trouble too." "Yes."

Why are you still fueling the flames here?

"If this is the case, I will send someone to take you there when you get better and the school affairs office sorts it out. Let the imperial hospital send you an imperial doctor on duty every day to guard you." "Okay... Hurry up and recuperate, and go to war as soon as possible." "..." Zeng Jingzhao wanted to say things like take care of yourself, don't die, don't get hurt, etc., but felt that it seemed hypocritical at this time.If Duan Dizhi really hated himself, what sweet words or regrets he said at the moment, in Duan Dizhi's view, it was just a candy to lure her to work hard.

"Whatever you want, send someone to report to me. When I arrive... I will send those people before to protect you."

Duan Dizhi smiled and nodded.In Zeng Jingzhao's eyes, she smiled contemptuously.She thought it was her own fault, like a wife who accidentally caused her husband to be seriously injured, sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes were red, and she couldn't get rid of it.

Suddenly Duan Dizhi stretched out his hand to hold her hand, perhaps because of the pain, Duan Dizhi was not strong enough, like a child trying to hold an adult's hand, but he could only reach his fingers.She was pleasantly surprised, and looked up to see Duan Dizhi smiling at her with great effort: "Don't worry, we will win."

A few days later, Duan Dizhi moved back to live in his own house.Zhenri studied the military and worked hard to heal her injuries. Zeng Jingzhao almost provided her with the tonics in the entire Imperial Hospital.If he could change her body, the emperor was willing to pay any price.Duan Dizhi seldom left his old house because of his injuries.Zeng Jingzhao is busy with political affairs and has no time to visit her, so she also needs to avoid suspicion.Everything she knew about Duan Dizhi's recuperation period was the result of the surveillance of the sent school officials—she didn't want to do this, but the only people she could send who she was sure would not hurt Duan Dizhi were these former subordinates of Duan Dizhi.Duan Dizhi seldom communicated with her, neither news tape nor official tape.She just listened to the school officials report to her every day, what books Duan Dizhi read today, and he held some old things in the house to look at them for a long time, and practiced martial arts a few times hard, his complexion and mood.

After two months of raising her like this, Duan Dizhi gradually got better, and the day when she was supposed to go to war was getting closer and closer.In the first month of the lunar year, Duan Dizhi returned to court after three years and announced her battle plan and needs.When the courtiers saw the murderer again, they did not feel that she was as a falcon as before, but more like a lone wolf, who neither needed the approval or fear of the courtiers, nor had any intention of using them as food.

After the plan was approved, the imperial court issued an order to order troops.She will also take part of the garrison troops in the Gyeonggi area.It will be on the road soon.In order to strengthen the prestige of this army that shoulders the hope of the imperial court, the emperor specially organized a grand ceremony for the expedition.He also took the opportunity to build armor for Duan Dizhi and equip him with food and grass, as if the country would be ruined and his family would be destroyed if he failed this battle.She also specially matched Duan Dizhi with a bright red cape for good luck.

On the day of leaving, Duan Dizhi didn't say anything else to her, and bid farewell like a normal monarch and minister.When leaving the city gate, Zeng Jingzhao stood on the tower to see her off, seeing her riding a horse wearing a red cloak, she suddenly looked back.She looked at her eyes as if she was very nostalgic and very sad, as if she was looking at a lover who had been away for decades and had an old face, as if she was looking at her hometown that had been ruined by war and wasted and dilapidated.

Close your eyes, the eyes are still very clear.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Good news from the front line! General Duan's troops have defeated Yanqi! Now the banditry is gone!" She opened her eyes suddenly, with a smile on her brow; the courtiers congratulated her one after another, and she asked, "How is Dizhi?" ?” I was so happy that I forgot to avoid the taboo.

The person who came to report from the flying horse said that it was not mentioned in the victory report, but was sent immediately when the city was broken, and there was no delay on the way, so it was probably too late to write about General Duan.She was a little bit disappointed, but she still rewarded this person, and sent an order to reward the expeditionary army.While we were discussing, another special messenger for the Expeditionary Army came outside. The man was carrying a bag on his back. He entered the hall and only said "Report to Your Majesty", then knelt down on the ground, lowered his head and presented the bag on his back. .Everyone was at a loss, the Taiwei stepped forward to open the bag, and saw a clay pot and a military report.Zeng Jingzhao had a premonition that it was ominous, and urgently ordered Taiwei Nian.

"Your Majesty, General Duan Dizhi, the commander of the expeditionary army, was wounded by enemy soldiers during the battle in Yanqi City, and died on the night of breaking the city. The guilty minister obeyed the general's will, cremated his body, and sent the ashes back to the capital for His Majesty's disposal. Li Siye."

Zeng Jingzhao suddenly stood up, walked down from the throne step by step, picked up the earthen pottery jar on the ground, and held it tightly in her arms.