The Record of Reemployment of the Laid-off Emperor

The sun flies by, and two years have passed in a hurry.

The imperial court seemed to have forgotten me, the "assigned" prince, except for the letters sent by my concubine and Jiang Xingzheng on time, and the routine etiquette in the first palace, Peidu never heard a single word.

I don't feel lost, but at ease.In Xiangcheng, I can flex my fists without any scruples. I don't have to be restrained by the big officials everywhere, and I don't have to worry about being too aggressive and not being able to survive tomorrow.

I just couldn't think of leaving, and after a long time, I even thought that it didn't matter if I wasn't a prince.The soul that has been confined in a square box for a long time can barely continue to be numb if it has not seen the light, but I have seen mountains, water, sunrise and sunset, and people planting seedlings in spring and picking mulberries in autumn.How can I be willing to go back to Peidu again when I have seen the vastness that I have only seen in books?

I can be a general and guard the southern front for the Yong Dynasty.On the day when I have to fight, I will lead the soldiers trained by myself to fight. If I die on the battlefield, I will burn my body to ashes and let the mountain wind take me to travel.If I am lucky enough to survive, I will return to the countryside, go to the palace to pick up my mother and concubine, marry a beautiful lady, and have two daughters.

The son is not good, the son is like me, it is difficult to manage.

As for Qi Guanwei... I really don't have time to think about him, the ungerminated admiration is squeezed into a corner by the heavy military affairs of Xiangcheng, in the face of the opportunity to realize self-worth, personal love seems so insignificant.

After two years of recruiting with those old men in Xiangcheng, they already had a good understanding of my invulnerability to fire and water, and gradually they gave up trying to trip me up, and my grasp of the Xiangcheng military camp has gone a step further.

But I always have an ominous premonition lingering in my heart. The old beasts let go too suddenly, as if they have a kind of determination to see through everything. They are waiting for me to hit a wall, a natural moat that cannot be overcome no matter what.

With the internal affairs cleared up, I can't wait to turn my attention to foreign enemies.

Xiangcheng and the Song bandit garrison faced each other across the river. Although the Song bandit was nominally the king of Zhennan in the Yong Dynasty, anyone with a discerning eye knew that the Song bandit had been disobedient for a long time, and it was only a matter of time before the Song bandit raised troops.

At that time, Xiangcheng will be like chicken eggs in front of the Song thieves with elite soldiers and horses. I want to build a high wall along the river as a barrier to resist soldiers.

I recruited skilled craftsmen with a radius of hundreds of miles to build the wall together with tens of thousands of soldiers. At the beginning, everything went smoothly, but when the high wall was built halfway, something happened.

Someone used to blow up the wall at night, repeatedly.I sent someone to follow them, day and night for more than half a month, but the group of idiots came to the conclusion that the wall was washed down by water, how absurd!

When I was furious, I decided to find out for myself who the villain was doing in the dark!

That night, I didn't know anyone, and I took Qi Guanwei to hide in the haystack by the river in the dark, and I told Qi Guanwei to catch the troublemakers this time, and I will kill as many as they come.I've already made up my mind, Zuo is just a group of old beasts, who else can make trouble with me everywhere except them?

Just as Qi Guanwei was about to speak, I gestured for silence, signaling him to look into the distance—someone is coming, scattered torches appear sporadically, and the torches gather more and more, converging into a Milky Way flowing on the ground.

I snorted coldly, a bunch of wine bags and rice bags!People came in groups with torches and told me they couldn't catch them?Do you have to burn the flesh on your crotch before you can catch someone?

Qi Guan touched my arm slightly, his voice was unbelievably soft, "Your Highness, do you still remember the question I asked you?"

You have asked me too many questions, I don't know which one, I am too lazy to answer him, I put my hand on the hilt of my sword and prepare to walk out of the haystack where I am hiding.

"Your Highness..." Qi Guanwei's hand gripped my wrist like an iron arm, "Don't go..."

If you don't care anymore, it's time to run away!I was anxious, "Are you afraid? Are you scared? If you are afraid, you can stay here and I will go by myself!"

I opened Qi Guanwei's fingers one by one, and went to the place where the fire came from with the sword in hand.

Getting closer and closer, the river wind sent a burst of complex smells, straw, mulberry leaves, chicken manure, I stopped in my tracks, and I didn't see the person under the torch clearly from a distance away, but I already realized who it was , The people who repeatedly destroyed the high wall - the people, the people.

Qi Guanwei chased after him, he covered my eyes from behind, his voice sounded like it was coming from the sky, he was so close to me, yet so far away from me.

"Your Highness, don't look."

"I asked you before, if you find that the people you are trying your best to save don't think you are saving them, what should you do?"

"At that time, you replied to the minister that people who don't know what is good or bad don't care about their life or death."

"So, Your Highness, can you turn around? I will take you back to Peidu."

I heard my own voice, as if it was a wandering soul talking, "It's not people who don't know what to do, they are lonely people."

Qi Guan slightly covered my eyes, but I could hear them using hoes, sickles, hands, and fireworks on New Year's Eve to knock, beat, blow up, destroy the wall I built for them, destroy me city.

With the sound of hoe and sickle, there was a sneer, someone laughed at me, laughed at my self-righteousness, and pretended to be a hero who saved everything.Qingyangtu, Qi Guandu, the squires in Xiangcheng, they all put on the expected expressions, they stood on the high platform to watch me make a fool of myself, and watch me bump my head against the high wall called people's heart Broken blood.

"You already knew that, didn't you?" I said.

Qi Guan was silent for a long time, "Yes."

"How early?"

"Two years ago, they were the ones who did the assassination."

I smiled wryly, it turned out that I was the one who was not welcomed.

Qi Guan slightly hooked my little finger, "Let's go back to Peidu, Your Highness, they are not worthy, you are right, they are not worthy."

I have never felt so powerless. I thought I was facing treacherous and evil ministers. It was the Qiang tribe in the north and the Song family in the south. My mother and concubine told me that good emperors stand with the people, empathize with their hearts, and put themselves in their shoes Consider for the people of the world.The so-called son of heaven is not only the son of God, but also the son of the people.As long as I stand with the people, I can be a good emperor.

Mother and concubine will not lie to me, now the people of the Yong Dynasty have given up the Yong Dynasty, they no longer believe that the lineage of Qingyang can lead them to prosperity and well-being, and no longer place their hopes on us hungry ghosts who eat people.

The people in the south believe in the Song family, but what about the people in the north?Believe in the Qiang tribe?

What am I who goes against the will of the people?

I suddenly realized that I am not a good prince, and I will not be a good emperor in the future. My name will be left like this in the history books—Huan Jun——Qingyangbi!

I can't be a good emperor, I am Qingyang first, and emperor second, I am the emperor of the Qingyang family.I can't follow the will of the people, let the country collapse, let the Qingyang family's foundation be destroyed.

I can't hand over the country generously, even if it goes against the will of the people, I will do my best to continue the fate of the Yong Dynasty, even if I am the only one left on this giant ship, I will still guard the life of "Ordered by Heaven". The eight characters of "Yongchang" are rotten together!

I grabbed Qi Guanwei's hand and stared at him with all my strength, as if I wanted to engrave him into my flesh and blood, "Qi Guan Wei, less travel, Qi Guan Wei."

"I'm overconfident and ridiculous, but I don't want to give up. Even if I hit my head and bleed, even if it runs counter to the wishes of the world, I will not give up. So what about you, do you want to abandon me?"

He hugged me forcefully, and then he pulled out the green jade hairpin that bundled my hair and stuck it in my hair crown, "This is a relic left to me by my mother. It is a hairpin carved from the cheapest inferior jade in the neighborhood. Your Highness, as long as you Don’t dislike it, it will accompany you to old age, to death, and to the next life.”

The seed that I had strangled was injected with new vitality, and it germinated and branched in an instant and grew into a towering building.

I think I'm in love with Qi Guanwei, no, that's a feeling beyond love, he is the son of the indifferent and selfish Qi Guandu, he is also the morning star in my dark, rebellious world where everyone is enemy, my big brother Sima, my Shaoyou, my Weibo.

If even you abandon me, then I will hate you as much as I love you, and I will curse that you will never be loved, and that the person you love will not have a good beginning and a good end.

Qi Guanwei and I returned to the mansion, and the next day I went to inspect the riverside like nothing happened, and I sent three teams to watch the construction day and night, and finally, after half a year, the high wall was completed.

On the day of completion, the post station received an urgent report from the palace.

"The death of the emperor, the whole country mourns... the late emperor's edict, the prince Bi has a good temperament and has made great contributions to the army in Hunan. Urgently order the prince Bi Chengyong to enter Peiping immediately without delay. Hurry up! It's urgent!"

The [-] forbidden troops in the palace and hundreds of civil and military officials came to Xiangcheng to welcome the prince into Pei to ascend the throne.

I took over the artifact of the country, set foot on the golden palace, sat on the dragon chair that my ancestors sat on, and became the king of the Qingyang clan!

Even if I boiled all my bones and blood, it would only delay the end of the Yong Dynasty by five years.

In five years, the Song army captured the south and established the Li Dynasty on its own. The Qiang tribe bowed their heads to the Li Dynasty.

The army of the Li Dynasty came to the city, those who abandoned abandoned it, and those who fled fled.

I wear a twelve-pronged crown on my head, I wear the imperial clothes of the emperor, and I sit on a golden throne with cloud shoes on my feet.

I threw the letter of persuasion sent by Mrs. Song into the smoker. I looked down at the tens of thousands of solemn guards in the hall, took the dagger from the eunuch and cut my palm.

The last drop of Qing Yang's blood will be shed on the battlefield.

I roared, "This battle! There is no retreat!"

"Yes—advance—no—retreat!"

The herald rushed into the palace, like a goose with its neck stuck, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! The city gate is open!"

who opened the door—

——Da Sima, Qi Guanwei!