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

In the middle of the night, a dim oil lamp was lit in the dilapidated tent.

The light reflected a slender shadow with a distinct profile, extremely thin, and even the sharp mandible could be faintly seen.

"Cough cough cough-"

There was a sudden violent coughing sound, and the soldier on duty outside the door sank in his heart, and immediately opened the curtain and walked in.

There has been no medicine or enough food for several months. The man's body has been very poor. Seeing that his lips were blue from the cold, the guards quickly covered him with a blanket, and then put the mouth covering on the table. He took the handkerchief over and took a look, only to see that it was covered with blood again...

This is already unknown how many times the man has coughed up blood.

The soldier squeezed the veil tightly and looked up, only to see the man frowning slightly, his fingers still pointing at several mountain ranges on the map, as if he was thinking about something...

The soldier stood like this for a long time, then turned around silently, and gently opened the curtain.

"It's too cold at night, let's put it aside."

Dianchen's gaze was still focused on the map: "Tomorrow we will cross the river and attack Jiuling Peak. If we can come back by then, we will wash it later."

That's right, they are now in the land of Daxia, and they earn money every day they live, so how should they pay attention to these details?But the soldier shook his head, and still insisted on going to the river in the dark, no matter how desperate he was, he couldn't let Dayan's prince not even need a clean handkerchief.

Hearing footsteps, Dian Chen had to raise his face.

This time, he put it another way: "Go and sleep more. If you're not mentally strong and can't protect me tomorrow, what should you do?"

The soldier choked, then suddenly straightened his waist, and raised his hand in a military salute: "Yes!"

Dianchen looked at the soldier, and his eyes slowly fell on his three severed fingers. The cut surface was smooth and smooth, and was chopped off by the enemy soldiers who were chasing. At that time, blood sprayed into his eyes. It was scorching hot, and it was so hot that it almost blocked his entire vision...

Dianchen lowered his head to look at the map again, paused, and asked suddenly: "If we win this battle, what do you want to do when you go home?"

"……what?"

The soldier thought for a while, then scratched his head, and said shyly, "General, I've been a bachelor all my life, and I want to marry a wife..."

"Okay," Dianchen nodded: "I'll ask someone to find a good girl for you, so you have to save your life."

How can there be any reason in the world for a prince to work hard on the marriage of an unknown person?The soldier didn't expect Dianchen to say that, but he also understood why Dianchen said that, his heart suddenly felt hot, and he immediately said loudly: "Observe!"

After the soldier left, Dianchen looked at his back with deep and silent eyes.

He is still so handsome, with slender eyes, high nose, and pale cheeks, faintly exuding the demeanor of the king of the Tian family, but in an instant, a stream of blood oozed from his mouth, rolling down his green chin uncontrollably .

"Tick, tick..."

He was a tidy and obsessed with cleanliness, but at this moment he slowly lowered his head, staring at the blood on his chest without moving.

For a moment, his whole body was cold, and the slightest chill penetrated into his body from all directions. He wrapped the blanket tightly and smiled slightly, as if he was talking to someone, and he said calmly as if he was just talking to himself: "Look at you, put My health is so bad, and they don’t come to take care of me.”

It was very quiet in the tent, and no one could respond to him.

And he doesn't feel lonely, because there is still a ray of light, even if he is in the dark, everything he sees and feels is light.

Under the light, the corner of the man's mouth was raised, and he stretched out his hand towards the faint fire.It was getting closer, getting closer, in the blurred light and shadow, he seemed to touch the tip of a nose, then his cheek, his lips, the man held his hand, and when he looked up at him, there was a bright smile on his face... …

"Bella!"

Suddenly, the fingertips touched the candle, and there was a burning pain.

Dianchen suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the sky outside, then withdrew his hand calmly, and continued to deliberate on tomorrow's battle plan, trying to find every fatal loophole and flaw.

This is already the No. 20 day when they killed and set fire on the land of Daxia.

On the third day of the first month of November, Dianchen raided the capital of Xia Kingdom, caught the opponent by surprise, killed a royal convoy on the street [-] miles away from the palace, and fooled the unprepared opponent around. I really thought that Dayan's army was coming.

The fire that night burned for three hours before it was extinguished.

The next day, the city defense forces of the imperial capital immediately carried out a blanket search. However, Dianchen divided the team and retreated with one hit. Relying on his high mobility, he killed several senior officials in a blink of an eye, even one Unfortunately, all the princes of Xia who were patrolling the streets outside the imperial city were killed by him.

Once these people died, Xia Guo's central system was directly paralyzed for several days.

However, the replacement official has not taken office yet, Dianchen has already moved to the surrounding cities, not only killing people and setting fires everywhere, but even hanging the heads of those decapitated people on the flagpoles, facing the palace, completely placing Xia Guo's face on the flagpole. Rubbing on the ground!

But what's embarrassing is that Xia Guo didn't have any countermeasures for a while...

Before, they saw that the time, place and people were harmonious, and they were determined to break Dayan, so they sent out all the elite forces, but never thought that they would be beaten to the door of the house?

And until now, someone finally noticed that there were not many people in Dianchen, otherwise they would just attack the palace directly, why would they want to mess around?

Therefore, some officials suggested not to care about this group of flies, and wait for An Sheng to send back the good news, this group of people will die sooner or later!

However, their words were premature, but just after the end of November, as many as 32 officials died, and the number continued to climb...

Among the [-] city defense troops staying in the imperial capital, a large part of them are bastard soldiers who have been enjoying themselves for a long time. Those methods of dealing with the enemy are not enough in front of Dian Chen, and the [-] forbidden troops are tasked with guarding the palace. How can they move? ?So, Xia Guo actually just watched Dianchen like an evil ghost, appearing and disappearing in his own territory every day, acting recklessly.

For a time, everyone in the imperial capital was in danger.

Every official wished he could bring all his armed forces with him when he went out, fearing that if an arrow flew from the back, his life would be ruined.What's more, he directly caused himself an unreasonable illness, then retreated to his home, and played in different ways: My Majesty, you are sitting safely on the dragon chair, but we have to do it every day. Go to the court with your head on your head, even your life is not guaranteed, how can we work for you?That, that, really can't, let's call back the elite forces stationed in Ansheng, shall we?After attacking for so long, he still failed to capture it, and now Qin Shize is still supporting him. This is not a short-term victory or defeat. There are priorities...

Once, twice, three times!

OK, no problem.

As the sky brightened, Xuelin gradually became clear in the morning light. Dianchen took a deep breath, got up and blew out the candle, picked up the saber, and opened the curtain with a "shua".

……

In the evening of that day, a thunderous sound of horseshoes suddenly sounded in the northeast of Jinyang, which is the closest to the capital of Xia Kingdom.

The hooves of the horses were like thunder, mixed with the angry shouts of the soldiers, and the sun that had not yet set was covered by the smoke and dust raised by the branches tied to the horse's tail. At first glance, it seemed that tens of thousands of horses came roaring.

Soon, the northeastern city gate of Jinyang opened, and two teams of scouts quietly came out to investigate the situation, but before they could get close, the Dayan army guarding outside the city gate quickly killed them.

After another half an hour, the city was on fire, Dian Chen was riding on his horse, and said in a deep voice: "It's time, let's go!"

Their main force has already arrived at Jiuling Peak, where the ancestral temple of Daxia is located. The Jinyang defenders must be worried about an ambush outside the city and they will not be able to rescue them in time, so they are going to do something today that will make everyone in the world despise The thing—that is to dig other people’s ancestral graves!

With such a shame and humiliation, Dianchen doesn't believe that Emperor Xia can still sit still!

On the icy riverside, the floating boat that had been prepared was pushed onto the surface of the water. Dianchen took a group of subordinates onto the raft and headed towards Jiuling Peak at full speed along the waterway.

However, after less than a stick of incense had passed, Dianchen suddenly heard the sound of water gurgling in front of him, and Dianchen pulled up his strong bow, and instantly drew it full!

There was a whoosh, and a scream sounded in the darkness, followed by hundreds of torches, and about 500 warships appeared in the dark night.And the flag on the bow of the ship is very familiar to them. When they were in Ansheng, they had seen that flag rolling with the enemy army countless times!

The next moment, cheers erupted from Dayan's army: "They are coming back, they are finally here to kill us!"

Yes, this is not a cry of despair, but a cheer, a real cheer.

They seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time, and they all grinned happily, and some even trembled with excitement: "Xia Jun's return to aid means that the force to attack An Sheng has finally been mobilized. It's good to have one person, so that their wives, children, and children can die one less...

This is why they are standing on this land at this moment.

Hearing the cheers, a Daxia officer stood at the bow of the ship, furious, holding a knife and shouting: "Little Dianchen, let your neck die!"

Dozens of rows of sharp arrows were wound up, and the sharp arrows were aimed at Dianchen and the others. The officer swung his saber violently, and the soldiers pulled the trigger of the crossbow, and rows of bows and arrows came roaring at once.

"Jump!"

In the next second, the Yan army collectively jumped into the vast ice river, and the crossbow arrows crackled and pierced densely on the small boats and pontoons, but there was no trace of blood left.

"General, they jumped into the river!"

Xia Bing was yelling, but soon, the boat next to him yelled in horror: "No! The boat is leaking!"

Immediately afterwards, countless voices came and went, many ship bilges were smashed, and the icy winter water roared in. In the blink of an eye, three small ships sank.

"They are below!" The officer was furious and shouted loudly: "Use a stone machine, use a spear, smash them to death! Stab them to death!"

"General, no, we still have people in the river."

"roll!"

The soldier was reprimanded angrily and wanted to shout, but was pulled aside by his colleagues. The soldier still wanted to stop him, so he said indignantly: "But the emperor said that he wants to catch people alive so that he can negotiate with the Yan Kingdom!"

The general slapped him across the face and said, "Alive? You may not be able to catch the dead. Are you still alive?"

The torches are reflected in the sky, and the boulders are emptied.

The general shouted angrily, and his subordinates quickly installed the stone machine, and rows of spearmen also ran forward.In the next second, there was only a rumbling sound resounding in the ears, and boulders smashed into the water one after another, and waves of red mist suddenly appeared on the surface of the river, bloody rolling, like red clouds.

Attack after round, gradually, the river calmed down, all the rafts of Dianchen and others were smashed, and the fragments of nearly a hundred rafts formed a floating bridge on the water, pouring under the boat of the Great Xia warship, piled up layer by layer together.

The shouting and killing gradually stopped, and Xia Jun who hurried back to help looked at the calm river in doubt, frowned and said, "Are they all dead? Why don't they float up?"

"Look!"

I don't know who yelled suddenly, and everyone followed the sound, only to see countless human heads floating up on the river far away behind them.I saw those people taking off their shirts while floating on the water, several people gathered together, and after a while, all of them floated up and went quickly along the current.

Daxia is located in the north of Dayan, and there are not many rivers and seas. The general has never seen such a thing, his eyes widened in astonishment, and he asked angrily: "What is that?"

A well-informed veteran asked doubtfully, "It seems to be a sheepskin raft?"

"Come on!"

"General, those pieces of wood are blocking the way, and the boat can't go for the time being."

The general froze in place for a moment.

Before he was unable to break through An Sheng, he always felt that Dianchen had relied on the advantage of the city. If he left An Sheng, this son would not be worth mentioning. Let these people walk away under my nose...

"Xia Gou, come on!"

"Hahaha, a bunch of big Xia bastards, come on!"

This nearly [-] Xia Kingdom elite army stood on a huge warship, listening to those ridicules, watching those people's figures gradually disappear into the thick night, unable to recover for a long time...

After reuniting with the large army, Dianchen counted the number of people and found that more than 3000 people died in the battle just now, and 2000 of them died under the stone machine and spears.

However, at such a price, it was already an unimaginable victory for all members to pass Jiuling Peak.But this is not the end yet. Although they escaped temporarily, they also managed to attract Xia Guo's attention. Next time, how many young faces will sleep forever in the ice and snow?

As long as Emperor Xia is alive, the position of the new emperor will not be established, and the domestic situation will not improve, they will not be able to go back, and they will always be living targets on the land of Xia Kingdom...

On November 500, none of the [-] people in the third squadron of the Yan Army Qingqi Army survived.

On the evening of November 22, 500 members of the Fourth Squadron of the Qing Cavalry Army were attacked by Daxia and shot to death by random arrows, just like a human body sieve.That night, the No.17 scout team of the Hussar Army disappeared out of thin air. The staff department analyzed and concluded that all 700 people lost in the snow and froze to death...

On November 24, six scouting teams disappeared out of nowhere, with 20 people in each team, and no one sent a signal or came back to report...

On November 26, a vanguard soldier rushed to Dianchen in the misty sky, knelt down and said, "General, luckily, we have attracted the main force of the enemy army to Guiyuan, and successfully assassinated the Chinese general Liu Tong. But our deeds were exposed, and all 200 people died, I am the last one, and I am here to report to you the situation of the battle!"

After speaking, he fell down on the snow beside him.

It turned out that this person had many fatal wounds all over his body, his blood was almost drained, and he didn't know how he managed to survive until this moment.

After a long time, Dianchen walked over, knelt down and gently held his blood-stained hand, saying: "I have received the information, thank you for your hard work."

A gust of wind blew by, and the vast wilderness outside the city was deserted. White frost and snow fell on the broken armor of the soldiers, like a snow-white sea wave...

How tragic this battle was, no one in later generations will know.

Because all those who can tell the specific process buried their bodies in the land of a foreign country and closed their eyes forever...

According to the official history, on November 29, Emperor Xia, who had been ill for several years, finally passed away. He followed the public opinion of the world and appointed Dianchen as the prince. However, [-] soldiers of the Yan army went deep into Daxia. Several times in deep despair——

In the end, the whole army was wiped out...

This is the only new emperor in the history of Dayan who did not come back to inherit the ceremony.

With just a few strokes, all the disputes and the joys and sorrows of the characters are sealed in the book.

But people are not satisfied with such a simple taste, and are eager to explore more secrets, so Unofficial History was born in this way.

And its records are much more vivid than the official history. Some people wrote vividly, saying that Dian Chen actually returned to Dayan alive, and died later, and Yan Huang did not die of illness, but committed suicide...

According to the "Da Yan Wai Shi", a doctor in the imperial pharmacy was greedy for ink and cheated, and secretly bought a batch of mold medicine. However, the emperor's condition relapsed, and the leading imperial physician changed the new prescription. Coincidentally, in the batch of mold medicine There is a medicine that the emperor must take.

The fifth prince, Dianxu, was the first to know about this matter, so he immediately informed the eunuch next to the emperor to stop taking medicine, and he wanted to hold the imperial pharmacy accountable.

And he never thought that the emperor had acquiesced in this matter long ago.

In addition to Dian Xu, the fourth prince Dian Song is the general in charge of the Gyeonggi Army. In the early years, he placed several cronies in the imperial pharmacy, so he also learned about the mold medicine before, but he didn't know about the other princes. He also placed cronies by his side, so the news changed hands several times, and almost reached the hands of every prince.

In this way, Yan Huang took new medicine day by day in silence, testing all his sons, and during this period, except for Dian Xu and Dian Chen who didn't know, his other sons knew about it. , but no one thought of saving him.

"Old fifth."

That day, the emperor passed on the palace order to enter the palace.

In the resplendent palace, he touched the top of his head for a long time, just like when he was a child, and smiled kindly: "You are a good boy, but unfortunately, if the father is not dead, how can your sixth brother go home... "

Dian Xu was shocked for a moment, looking up at the emperor's bony finger bones, he felt a strong soreness in his throat, so choked that he couldn't make a sound.

He understood it all.

Before, no one knew what the emperor was waiting for with this old body, but now he understood everything, the emperor was waiting for the palace.

Dianchen has no family and no origin. After losing the marriage of Qingyuan, if he wants to become emperor, he has to step on the bone-streaked battlefield himself, and return to his fame with one knife and one knife, so as to win the hearts of the army and the people. What way?

Could it be that the father paved the way for Dianchen since the rebellion in various places...?

No, maybe earlier, maybe, since Dianchen was sent to Hongfu Temple, a silent foreshadowing of more than 20 years began to begin.

Faced with Dian Xu's shock, the emperor showed no expression, he just lay flat on the bed and looked at the gold seal script of "Longevity and Boundless" embroidered on the top of the bed.His voice was calm and calm, without a trace of resentment, he said quietly: "I am old, I have been emperor all my life, I have no regrets..."

"No!" Dian Xu suddenly said stubbornly.

His voice was so loud that it echoed in the empty hall, like a circle of fluttering leaves. He held the emperor's hand vigorously, as if he was fighting for someone, shook his head and cried: "Father, you will not If something happens, you will definitely live for a few more years! Believe in your son!"

The emperor looked at his fifth son and smiled weakly, and that smile suddenly pierced Dianxu's heart like an awl.

"No, no, no..."

The emperor said this repeatedly, then gathered his energy, and for the first and last time taught Dian Xu this way: "Old man, as an emperor, you must be ruthless and black. Your sixth brother is an outstanding military strategist. But he is not an outstanding politician. He will never understand how dark politics is. This is the last lesson his father taught him, and his father believes that he now has a sense of the overall situation. Otherwise, he would not have sacrificed himself and Ansheng's [-] soldiers, but just to protect our country, he passed the test of his father and the emperor, and won the respect and admiration of the people of the world... "

"But... Father is so scared, I'm afraid that he won't come back..."

The emperor, who had abandoned the word soft-hearted all his life, seemed to be just a soft-hearted old man at the moment, no different from all the fathers in the world who expected their children to become dragons.

That day, despite the advice of the imperial physician, the emperor insisted on going out of the palace and climbed the highest city wall in Jinling—in the northwest sky, a beautiful sunset was slowly setting.

"Look, how beautiful it is."

Emperor Yan suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the Haohao Plain below.As the sun sets, thousands of red lights shine on the weeds outside the city. With the wind blowing and falling, it looks like blood dripping from gold, which looks magnificent and gorgeous.

He turned around, looked at Dianxu with shining eyes, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "If my Chen'er can't come back, then, this throne will be handed over to you. Maybe, as an emperor, sometimes he just has a dark heart. It's not a good thing either." After speaking, he blinked his eyes, feeling like an old urchin.

Dianchen looked at the emperor and remained silent for a long time. Finally, he also showed a trembling smile, which gradually widened and merged into his eyes full of vitality: "Father, the sixth brother will come back, listen to the cries of the people, and see Among the people in Ansheng's rear, who else can do the job except him?"

"Yes, he is my favorite child."

Yanhuang grinned triumphantly, and looked at a vague figure from a distance.

Vaguely, he seemed to have returned to many years ago, and saw a woman kneeling in the palace holding the little prince, stubbornly lifting her chin, begging to go to Hongfu Temple.He was standing at a distance like this at that time, looking at her firm back and forever clenched fists.

"Manwen, have you seen that, I can go to see you with peace of mind..."

That night, a burst of simple and long bells suddenly came from the direction of the palace, and fourteen desolate and solemn bells echoed on the wide long street. The short voice of the emperor, the voice at this moment sounds solemn and depressed, as if there is the sound of the wind, whizzing through this luxurious and beautiful land.

All the sounds of people walking, standing, watching, and busy stopped at the same time, the sky and the earth were silent, and even the birds in the sky seemed to have stopped flying.

I don't know who was the first to react, followed by everyone kneeling on the ground, bowing in the direction of the palace.

Until this moment, the people suddenly understood one thing.

Emperor Yan, just passed away——

……

Half a month later, a gust of cold wind swept over Ansheng, mixed with freezing frost, which froze the cleaned battlefield outside the city into a hard hill, and covered the meandering blood, standing on the city wall for a long time. Look, it looks like a huge topographic map.

In the cold wind, the soldiers on guard suddenly leaned out, and saw a scrawny figure slowly walking down the official road in the hazy sky.

The man walked very slowly, and when he reached a few miles outside the city, he seemed to kneel down with a plop because of exhaustion, and the person behind him fell to the ground with him.

However, at the next moment, he stood up again with support, and stretched his hands into his arms, as if he was digging for something.

The soldiers on the city wall shouted loudly: "Who are you?"

The man didn't respond, but just walked towards the city step by step. The golden battle flag in his hand suddenly waved and fluttered in the wind, making a rustling sound. On the body of the fainted soldier on the ground...

As he said, let him go home and make a good marriage for him.

At this time, a surviving defender of Ansheng suddenly rushed to the city gate madly, shouting: "It's the general, it's them who are back!"

The city defenders ran too fast and rolled down the bluestone stairs, but he continued to climb over regardless, crying: "Vice General Jiang, have you seen it? Our new emperor is back, and our golden battle The flag was unfurled outside Ansheng City! Did you see it? Did you see it!?"

This was the agreement of all of them at that time.

But no one answered, only a bird landed low in the cemetery in the south of the city, turned its head, looked at the word "Jiang Qing" on the tombstone, fluttered its neat feathers, and flew away...