Every day after the marriage, I prepare a funeral for my husband

There was a sudden gust of wind in the room, which made the tassels sway slightly. Gu Qiao straightened up and said with a very flat smile: "Mother, my son has to work on business. I'm afraid he will neglect you. Why don't you go back first."

"Business?"

Zeng's eyes swept over sharply, and with a sneer smile, he turned to Chen Shi and said, "What's so urgent that the prince doesn't even have time to rest for one night?"

Before Nansu returned to Qingyuan, the Zeng family was the hostess of this land, Chen Shi didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly said: "Taufei, the next official is discussing with the prince about the delivery of grain and grass in the north."

Deliver food?

Zeng frowned: "Didn't you send it just now? Why did you send it again?"

Gu Qiao immediately frowned, seeing Zeng's expression, he suddenly felt puzzled, didn't she know about Nansu's seizure of grain and grass?

Although he didn't have much contact with the mother and son, he could tell that Nan Su was obedient to Mrs. Zeng, but Mrs. Zeng didn't know about such a big event?

This is so weird.

It was as if something wrong flashed away from the tip of my heart, but it slipped away so fast that Gu Qiao didn't catch anything, and the tremor disappeared without a trace...

Before he left the soldiers, Chen Shi and others to ensure his own safety, but now after thinking about it for a while, he suddenly said: "You all go down first, let me talk to my mother for a while."

Zeng raised her eyebrows and watched Chen Shi and the others retreat silently.

After a while, the hall became quiet.

Zeng walked around a few times very familiarly, looked at the scrolls that Gu Qiao had moved, sat down behind the case, and said coldly: "What exactly do you want to do when you sneak into Qingyuan?"

She left behind two servant girls who were standing behind her, one on the left and the other on the right.

Gu Qiao glanced at the two of them, and no longer shied away, pulled a stool and sat down, and said, "Mother—"

As soon as he said these two words, Zeng's expression became gloomy, and his voice was almost irrepressible with the majesty of being in a high position all the year round: "You can call mother?"

The room fell silent again.

Gu Qiao looked at her silently, and swallowed the thousands of words that just came to his mouth. In the past 18 years, he had called her mother countless times, and she happily responded. Now, what should he call her? Woolen cloth?

In the end, there was still a trace of sourness welling up from the bottom of my heart.

After a long time, Gu Qiao smiled slightly and said gently: "Okay, Concubine, let's talk about some serious business. Do you know that King Tuozhen colluded with Lindan and Daxia, and even seized the food and grass?"

"What? Detaining food and grass?"

Zeng asked in surprise.

And after Gu Qiao finished talking about the battle in the Northland, she also fell silent in the stagnant atmosphere.

Gu Qiao stared at her, and continued: "King Tuozhen is so impulsive, has he ever thought about the consequences? In war, there is only defeat or invincibility. If Dianchen is defeated and the gate is opened, then the entire Dayan will be in a state of eternal doom." environment, can Qing Yuan be able to take care of himself alone?"

Zeng didn't say a word, but the nails that grabbed the handrail became tighter and tighter.

"Concubine Tai, this is Dianchen's defeat, but what if Dianchen is undefeated? There is no doubt that this is a blessing for the entire Dayan, but have you ever thought that if Dayan survives this hurdle, the first Who do you want to settle accounts with? Da Xia? Lin Dan? No, not at all, compared to enemies, traitors who eat inside and outside are more chilling, more restless, and feel like a thorn in the throat. Doesn’t the concubine understand this truth better than me?"

Now, everyone in Jinling doesn't care about the disasters in the north and the local area, but it's not because they can't see it, but because the throne is pending, no one dares to easily set foot on this thorny land at this time.

But once the emperor passes away, no matter which prince takes over the jade seal, all the backlog of affairs will be brought to the table immediately——

Throughout the ages, which emperor didn't live in the name behind him?

A natural disaster caused countless casualties, six out of ten of the big family clan was destroyed, and nearly 20 people died in war or famine, but for the princes, this deal was really a bargain.

Yes, well worth it.

There are many Kings of Dayan Fan, this is already a problem left over from history, now the Southwest Clan has been completely destroyed, the power of the Northern Fan King has been greatly damaged, and Qingyuan has also been affected. , and who will be the first to use it for surgery?

Everyone was thinking about their own calculations, but Dianchen was the only one who was set up to roast on the fire.

Only, his husband is alone.

Seeing Zeng's expression, Gu Qiao suddenly shook his head, and even lowered his tone: "Twife, I know you may be doubting the authenticity of what I said, but you have seen me all these years, I have never What kind of trouble did you cause to your Nan family, if Dianchen couldn't hold on anymore, do you think I will come back, do I really care about this throne?"

Sitting in the chair, Zeng's face was slightly pale, and suddenly she heard Gu Qiao whisper: "If Qing Yuan is the only thing I care about, it's only you and two older sisters..."

For you, I am sincere.

do you know?

After a long time, Mrs. Zeng raised her face and looked at Gu Qiao through the candlelight. His cheeks were thin, his clothes were snow-white, and the tassel hanging on his left earlobe seemed to be exactly the one she wore when she sent him to Jinling. one...

Zeng's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

However, she smiled coldly after all, and said: "Okay, I promise you, the [-] grains will be sent to Qingyuan tomorrow. But my son, I will teach myself, since you have the courage to come here, you should know I have come and gone."

Hearing this, Gu Qiao's eyes slowly lowered, he remained silent, and just put his hand gently on his abdomen.

Zeng suddenly couldn't bear it, and didn't want to look at him again, turned his face away and said: "I saved your life before, but you failed my mercy to you, so don't blame me now."

After finishing speaking, the two servant girls behind her stepped forward, took out the rope from their waists, and held down Gu Qiao's arm one by one, about to take him down.

Gu Qiao had already seen the cocoons left by their martial arts practice on their bones and joints a long time ago. Seeing this, he just sighed softly and said softly: "As long as the concubine can help me meet my father-in-law, I, Gu Qiao, will not regret dying."

The candles were crackling and the wind was loud. In the dark, he seemed to have passed through the white time and heard the earnest teachings of Lu Yao in the past.

The shot must be quick, the positioning must be accurate, the mentality must be stable, and the strength must be ruthless...

The moment the rope was knotted, Gu Qiao's figure flashed, he squatted down, and staggered the servant girl's hands. He quickly pulled out two daggers from his sleeves, and slashed them inward, blood spattered, and a red light suddenly appeared!

Before the two screams pierced the eardrums, the dagger was pulled out and flew, piercing into the hearts of the two of them!

Pierce, spin, breath out, all in one go.

This--

It was so fast, Zeng didn't see anything clearly, and saw the two "servants" lying limply on the ground, blood spraying from their chests like a fountain.

Gu Qiao acted as if nothing had happened, only his expression gradually became hardened, with a hint of self-mockery: "Mother, I will never entrust my fate to anyone, including the Nan family."

A gust of dark wind blew, and the candles in the hall fluttered with the wind, as if echoing Zeng's fear.

Seeing Gu Qiao walking towards her, she was startled suddenly, and fell down from the chair all of a sudden, before she could cry out, Gu Qiao only gently helped her up.

"Come here!" Gu Qiao said suddenly, his voice was frosty.

Zeng was stunned for a moment, staring at Gu Qiao blankly, unable to connect the prisoner who was chained up with the man in front of him for a moment.

When the officials and soldiers broke in, Gu Qiao supported Zeng's arm and said in a cold voice, "Someone pretended to be a servant girl and assassinated the concubine, but luckily I took it down. Send the concubine back to the mansion quickly, From today onwards, guard the Prince’s Mansion for a good life! Anyone who enters or exits must report to me, if there is any mistake, I will only ask you!!!”

Chen Shi and the others looked at the two corpses, but before they could react, they saw Zeng's chest heaving violently, staring at Gu Qiao viciously, trembling with anger: "You, you..."

Gu Qiao shouted: "Didn't you see that the concubine was frightened? What are you doing in a daze?"

The soldier froze, and wanted to come up to help Mrs. Zeng, but she pushed him away.

She staggered a few times, pointed at Gu Qiao, and said angrily, "You bastard, Gu..."

"Mother, what are you talking about?" Gu Qiao narrowed his eyes slightly.

The word "bridge" was stuck in Zeng's throat, but she couldn't get it out. She stared at Gu Qiao with hatred, her chest heaved, and the steps on her temples almost trembled.

Gu Qiao turned his head and said coldly: "Send the concubine back home."

She is Qingyuan's mistress, but he is Qingyuan's king.

In just three days, an army came out of Qingyuan, carrying a cart full of food, medicine, and weapons, and headed for the north...

At the moment outside Ansheng Pass, all the trees have been stripped of their bark, and even the corpses have become food for the refugees.

On the bare battlefield, Dianchen and others stood on the high city wall, watching helplessly that the army that had left the city to fight guerrillas was swallowed up by Daxia, and the horseshoes rolled, and just a single impact trampled the last few hundred soldiers. It became a meat paste.

"Da Yan's army soul lives forever!"

The soldiers uttered their final roar, but the entire Ansheng city wall was deadly silent, and countless people shed tears in silence.

All their resistance is being disintegrated by the enemy little by little.

Completely disintegrated.

In the middle of the night, Dianchen sat in his chair, looking at the empty meeting hall, without saying a word.

The seats that were once overcrowded are now less than one-third full. Those people are his subordinates, his friends, and the relatives who should be by his side are all watching coldly in Jinling...

The guard held a bowl of soup with barely visible rice grains on the bank, and called out in a hoarse voice, "General, take a bite..."

Hearing this, Dianchen slowly raised his face.

Those eyes were still calm and calm, but the guard suddenly couldn't feel the man's gaze.

He only felt that the man's eyes looked over, but it seemed to penetrate him, beyond his body, beyond the house, across the city wall, and beyond the clouds and moon in the sky...

Many years later, when the historians of later generations turn over the heavy history books, they will still sigh with eyebrows and sighs for this change in the past.

Anyone who knows a little about that period of history will never forget this name, that is Dianchen, the sixth prince of Dayan.

This man, who had no demeanor or extraordinary talent in the previous records, made his fortune so fast that it was outrageous, but when faced with the enemy's 40 strong and heavy troops, he categorically refused to return to Jinling and led the frontier fortress by himself. One hundred thousand soldiers dragged the enemy for four months.

Such a choice would probably make any man sigh with admiration and reverence in his heart.

His whole life is like a bright meteor, which suddenly illuminates the world, and then disappears suddenly.

And all the people of Great Swallow should collectively remember this day: the third day of November.

Because that day, Ansheng City was broken.

As the night wind blew, Jiang Qing, a member of the Dayan Guard Army, stood on the city wall, knelt on one knee, and supported himself with a broken long sword, unwilling to fall down.

With red eyes, he turned his head and shouted at a white-haired veteran, "Where is the support from the second team?"

The veteran stood behind piles of corpses, holding the knife in his hand, and said in an old voice: "Vice General Jiang, I am the last support."

The sky and the earth were blood red, and Jiang Qing suddenly realized that there was nothing behind him, and the surroundings were so quiet that he couldn't even hear his breathing.

The only movement came from afar, and he turned his head stiffly to look, only to see a soldier burning with flames holding a butcher's knife, screaming and killing the enemy, throwing three or four people to the fire inside.

In the end, the soldiers grabbed the rope ladder that the enemy had climbed up the wall and slid all the way down. More than 20 Xia soldiers who were climbing the wall fell to death with him on the frozen ground below.

"Da Yan's army soul lives forever!"

"boom!"

Suddenly, the world became quiet.

Something cold fell on the skin, Jiang Qing slowly raised her face, and saw the blood-red world, the white first snow fell in pieces, like small white flowers blooming in the pasture in spring, so pure.

Snowing.

The corners of Jiang Qing's mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled faintly.

His eyes are so bright, like the blue sky in June, without fear, without fear, only a trace of worry.

General, how are you doing?

The gate of the city was broken open, and the horseshoes of the enemy army poured into the city, the sound was so sharp.

"General, I have done everything I can, and now I am dying. I have never feared death. As a soldier, I gave my life for what I believed in, and I have no regrets, because I know that you will Those who succeed will definitely inherit our beliefs, abide by our agreement, and go on strong, unyielding, and steady. Now, all my brothers and I will leave first, but our eyes will always be on you, Watching you return triumphantly with the golden battle flag high! Your Highness, may you be safe!"

A violent long wind blew up, whipping up the first snow all over the sky, Jiang Qing lowered her eyes, but...

For a moment, he felt as if he was dazzled.

I saw an angry black line appearing under the southern horizon!

That line looks like a small stream, but it turns into a rushing river in an instant. From one line to the other, it roars like a hundred rivers meeting the East China Sea. In an instant, it turns into an endless black ocean!

"Da Yan's army soul lives forever!"

There was a muffled bang, and the uniform imperial charge slogan rang out. Thousands of cavalry surged from below the horizon, roaring and galloping with overwhelming momentum, brandishing swords and wearing armor, like an angry crowd. Wang Yang!

That is the Southeast Xing'an Army controlled by Qin Shize!

At this moment, An Sheng was already full of flames, and there was no longer a standing comrade-in-arms on the city wall.

Qin Shize's cold and haughty face was hidden under the hood, and with a wink, thousands of voices from the Xing'an Army merged into one voice: "The reinforcements have arrived!"

"Reinforcements have arrived!"

"Reinforcements have arrived!"

Some people have already cried tears, but the only response in the city is the enemy's arrows.

At this moment, a veteran climbed up to the tallest turret. His white hair seemed to be hidden in the first snow. With a wave of his arm, he unfurled a battle flag.

"Look! That's our flag!"

I don't know who yelled this first, everyone looked at it together, and saw the fiery red roses splashing ferociously on the white background and blue border flag, like hot blood, flowing blazingly in the howling north wind!

They didn't come late, they didn't come late, they caught up...

"There are still brothers alive, everyone rush—"

"Whoosh!"

At this time, an arrow hit the old soldier's heart, and the old soldier leaned back, and the battle flag fell with him, leaving only a lonely shadow behind him, looking old and desolate in the first snow.

Angry roars resounded throughout the audience, and many people in the Xing'an Army shed tears, and the tiger's mouth that was holding the sword hurt.

However, before the battle flag fell to the ground, another hand suddenly caught it.

The man had already been stabbed more than a dozen times, and his body was dripping with blood, but he stood up vigorously, clasped the flagpole with both arms, shook it vigorously, and shouted: "The soul of Dayan's army will last forever!"

Enemy soldiers shouted, some of them shouted: "Shoot him! Shoot him!"

"That's Jiang Qing! He's the sixth prince's deputy!"

Someone in the Xing'an Army suddenly shouted.

Qin Shize had been listening quietly, and suddenly he spread his hands and said to the soldiers beside him, "Bow."

The soldier didn't speak, and immediately handed Qin Shize a crossbow.

The horseshoe was still moving fast, Qin Shize bent his bow and put on an arrow, the arrow whizzed away like lightning, and arrived like a ghost in an instant, and the arrow hit a Xia Bing who was pointing at Jiang Qing with a bow, and pierced directly through the back of his head come over.

"The whole army attack—"

Qin Shize threw away the bow and crossbow, and immediately gave the order to attack. The arrows were emptied for a while, and the blackness shot away like mountains and seas.

At the same time, outside the imperial capital of Daxia, Dianchen was riding on a horse, the white moonlight shone on his face, he was thin and lonely, he raised his hand coldly, and saw countless rockets shooting towards the sleeping man Go to the imperial capital!

The north wind was howling, and the snow was falling like goose feathers, and the surrounding area was so white that it was impossible to distinguish the north, south, east, and west.

Gu Qiao stood in the courtyard of the shogunate, looked up at the snowflakes all over the sky, gently stroked his abdomen with one hand, and gently stretched out with the other to catch a snowflake.

In just a moment, the snowflake melted in his palm.

He closed his eyes quietly, and said silently in his heart: Dianchen, hold on, hold on, food and grass are coming soon...