Don't steal a man from me

At the end of July in the second year of King Shang Lie, Chu general Fan Wei led one hundred thousand Chu troops and Chen Bing to the border of Chu, ready to attack Suiyang in the south of Qingguo.

Other vassal states saw that Qingguo was attacked by enemies from the west and south, and they fell into trouble one after another. Chen Guo in the north raised troops and recaptured Seoul, which was captured by Qingguo. Also gearing up to get some benefits.

For a time, Qingguo was surrounded by enemies and fell into a desperate situation.

In Quyang, the capital of the country, Huiwen ignored the continuous battle reports from the front, and under the banner of "conscription to protect the king", he was busy recruiting the Hui's clan's troops to the capital, Quyang.

One hundred thousand ink soldiers in Hexi stared at Qing, biting the main force of Qing's army and not letting go. In the east, Chen and Ji were very busy expanding their own territory. When the wind blows and the grass is turbulent, the state of Chu is still benevolent and righteous, and no stone is thrown into the well. It's just that Chen Bing poured his troops on the border of Chu and never sent troops to attack the city.

What surprised the vassal states of the Central Plains was that when Qingguo was in such a crisis, King Qing never ordered to recall King Huiduqin of Jingming who led a heavy army to guard Hexi.

Huiwen's military conscription is almost ready, everything is ready, just waiting for King Qing to issue an edict to call Jingming back to the capital, but he waited and waited but he did not see any edict issued by King Qing. Shut himself in the grand and magnificent palace all day long, played and sang every night, drunk and dreamed, and turned a blind eye to government affairs and other affairs.

Taishi Wang Yong was so anxious that he went to Qingwang's bedroom many times to speak and was stopped by the guards. The courtiers were disheartened, and more than half of the courtiers had already started to pack their luggage secretly. Once Quyang fell, they would pack up and leave.

"Your Majesty! The old minister begs the majesty to see the old minister again, my lord!" Tai Shi Wang Yong knelt on the steps in front of the bedroom, kowtowing his head unceasingly.

The guards in armor stood on both sides of the bedroom, looking ahead expressionlessly, turning a blind eye to Tai Shi Wang Yong's actions.

Taishi Wang Yong was over half a hundred years old, his gray hair was scattered on his forehead in a mess, and due to the excessive force of kowtowing, a bloody mouth was split on his forehead, and the blood was bubbling out, flowing over his vicissitudes of face.

During the reign of King Qingwen, Wang Yong was an official to the Taishi. Speaking of him, he was regarded as an old minister who served two generations of kings. On weekdays, King Qing respected him very much. At this time of crisis for the family and the country, Xiangguo Huiwen suppressed the war ahead. Wang Yong, who had experienced the heyday of the Qing Dynasty, was unwilling to let the Qing Dynasty fall. He would come and kneel in front of the Qing King's bedroom every day, begging the Qing King to see him.

The sound of silk and bamboo orchestra and women's laughter came out from the closed Zhumen, scratching Wang Yong's heart like a knife. He straightened his back and knelt on the steps without saying a word.

Business women do not know the hatred of subjugation, and they still sing backyard flowers across the river.

Finally, the rich door opened slowly, and the waiter quickly walked down the steps to help Wang Yong up and said, "My lord comes with me, and my lord agrees to see you."

Wang Yong stretched out a hand like a dead tree branch to wipe the blood on his face, nodded with tears in his eyes, and walked into the bedroom with the help of an attendant.

Qing Wang lay disheveled on a rocking chair. While drinking, he waved to Wang Yong and said, "Ai Qing, please sit down."

"Your Majesty! Chen and Ji have already captured Guocheng and Hancheng, which are to the east of me, and are now planning to attack me from the central and western regions. The Chen soldiers of Chu State and I have the intention of attacking the city on the border of Chu. Please, please!" My king ordered the urgent recall of General Jing Ming to lead his troops to save the country!" Wang Yong knelt down and raised his voice.

King Qing raised his head and took a big sip of wine, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled and said: "Loyalty and patriotism of Aiqing, I have already understood, I allow you to go back and count your property and leave Qingguo, let's go, Qingguo should have been killed long ago. Went out."

"Your Majesty! I still have the General and Fei'an Jun Fengqing!" Wang Yong burst into tears and cried.

"Yeah, there are them..." Qing Wang murmured, he suddenly staggered to his feet, and frantically pushed all the dishes on the table to the ground, he shouted: "Why?! Why don't you understand what the widow wants? What will I give you?! All the elite soldiers of the country will be handed over to you, and you will not be called back to the capital for a long time, and you will be granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households. Isn’t it obvious that the widow has done this? Why don’t you understand?! Jingming! Why don’t you understand the meaning of the widow’s heart? What do you think?!"

Wang Yong looked up at Qing Wang in horror.

The disheveled Qing Wang laughed wildly, he staggered to the window, a severe cough made him unable to say anything, Qing Wang leaned against the window, looking at Bilan With tears falling from the corners of the eyes in the wash-like sky, he murmured: "Those who know me say I am worried, those who don't know me say what I want, what should I do?"

Thoughts were flying, time was passing by, and the king saw what happened a long time ago in his tearful eyes.

He was ten years old at that time, and Jing Ming was 15 years old.

"Who are you?" Ten-year-old Prince Yan looked at the boy in black eagle wing robe with a haughty face and asked.

"Back to the prince, I am the prince's companion, and my name is Jingming." The taciturn young man lowered his head and frowned earnestly.

"Since you are reading with me, then you will assist me well in the future and devote your allegiance to me." Prince Yan said excitedly, holding Jingming's hand.

"No." Jing Ming cupped his fists and saluted.

The intertwined branches in the Qing palace are mottled with time. The prince's companion grew up to become the rhinoceros Jingming who was feared by the princes. That man was still the same as when he was a child. Really believed him.

"Yan'er, please remember that I can't do without Jingming, and I can't give him too much power. Although Huiwen doesn't have much ability to govern the country, he can compete with Jingming's general power. My son, please remember!" King Qingwen He was on guard against Jingming until his death.

Prince Yan smiled, leaned over to King Qingwen's ear and said, "Father, our Zhao family owes Jingming too much, my child has no skills, and the only thing I want to do in this life is to give up this throne to Jingming."

King Qingwen blushed, opened his eyes wide, grabbed Prince Yan tightly, and shouted with difficulty: "Come here..."

What are you guys doing here?

Before King Qingwen could finish his follow-up words, he died suddenly and forever.

"Those who know me say I am worried, and those who don't know me say what I want?" The young Prince Yan held the bamboo slips in one hand and the other behind his back, reciting while shaking his head, and the young Jing Ming stood beside him silently.

"Hey, Jingming, do you know me?" Tai Ziyan turned to look at Jingming and asked.

"Jingming is as sweet as a cane." Dressed in black, Jingming cupped his fists and saluted.

"Ah... stupid, stupid." Tai Ziyan shook his head in disappointment.

King Qing raised his head, drank the wine in the jug, and threw the jug on the ground casually. He smiled bitterly and said: "The last thing Zhao Yan can do for you is not to call you back to the capital, my general! , don’t want to be reincarnated as a general in the next life.”

Taishi Wang Yong looked at Qing Wang who was full of nonsense with trepidation, he didn't know what to say.

"You step back, we are exhausted." Qing Dynasty waved his hand.

"Your Majesty!" Wang Yong wanted to say something more, but Qing Wang raised his hand to interrupt, and soon the guards standing at the door of the bedroom came in and carried him out.

In Qingguo Prime Minister's Mansion, Hui Wen asked with a gloomy face: "You said that he kicked out Taishi Wang Yong and didn't issue any edict?"

"No. King Qing didn't even seem to be very clear, and he said something crazy that his subordinates couldn't understand." A man in armor was half kneeling on the ground, and it was one of the guards in front of King Qing's bedroom.

"Zhao Yan, if you don't issue an edict, then don't blame the old man for not remembering the friendship of these years!" Hui Wen sneered.

"Xiangguo, look at this..." the guard hesitated.

"Tonight, my son Huiyu will lead the army to secretly surround the Qingwang Palace. You will signal with three beeps. When the beep is heard, you will open the city gate and cooperate with my son inside and outside to capture Zhao Yan alive. This matter must be kept strictly confidential. Someone leaked the news, I will sacrifice your head to the military flag, old man!" Huiwen said in a low voice.

"No!" The guard clasped his fists and saluted.

"Go." Huiwen waved his hand.

In the middle of the night, with a bright moon shining brightly, a black crow perched on an unknown tree was frightened, fluttered its wings, and flew into the night sky screaming "Yah!"

King Qing tore off a piece of cloth from his personal obscene clothes, bit his finger and wrote: "Mr. Wu An said: You have worked hard for Qing, and you are loyal, but you owe you too much, and there is nothing in return. Now I will pour my best soldiers I entrust it to you, and order you to establish yourself as the king in Hexi, and no matter what happens, you don’t have to return to the king of Duqin. Zhao Yan never wrote it.”

On the white silk, blood was smudged little by little like flowers from the other shore, every word was weeping blood, after Zhao Yan scanned it carefully, with a faint smile on his lips, he carefully folded the silk, and handed it to the corner of the eye in front of him. The tearful Princess Pingyang smiled and said, "Why are you crying? Hurry up and take this letter to Hexi to find Jun Wu'an, before it's too late."

"Brother!" Ping Yang threw himself into King Qing's arms, crying bitterly.

King Qing's gaze softened, and he sighed almost inaudibly: "I'm so sorry for Jingming, it's my elder brother's fault, I didn't tie him to this throne at the beginning." After finishing speaking, he pushed Pingyang away with a serious expression When he got down, he sternly said, "Aren't you leaving yet?!"

Ping Yang bit his lip, put the letter in his arms, took another deep look at Zhao Yan, turned around and ran out.

Suddenly, he heard the ping-pong sound of swords colliding outside, and Qing Wang's eyes froze. He stood up and looked out the window, only to see the torches flickering outside the window, screaming one after another, and the sword, light and sword flashed across the window and flashed on Zhao Yan's face. Zhao Yan was thinking about it. Princess Pingyang, pick up Wang Jian and rush out.

Zhumen was kicked away, soldiers in armor filed in, and soon surrounded Zhao Yan in the center of the bedroom, Hui Yulang stepped into the bedroom with a smile, behind him, two soldiers supported Pingyang who was tied up. Princess.

"Your Majesty, where are you going?" Hui Yu asked with a smile.

"Leave Princess Pingyang alone, let her go, I will leave you alone." Zhao Yan said coldly.

"Oh, I can't see that the king loves his sister so much." Hui Yu didn't know that Princess Pingyang was carrying a very important letter, and she only thought that King Qing cared about her own sister.

"Say it again, let Pingyang go, let her go." Zhao Yan gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"What if I don't let it go?" Hui Yu touched Pingyang's face and smiled maliciously.

"Let me have a few words with my sister." Zhao Yan's eyes flickered, and he made a concession.

Hui Yu raised her eyebrows, shrugged and said, "Why not?"

Zhao Yan took a deep breath, walked forward slowly, stretched out his hand to caress Pingyang's eyebrows, looked into her eyes and said, "Qian'er, if there is an afterlife, neither you nor I should be born in this royal family."

When Zhao Yan said this, his hand moved down slowly along Ping Yangguanghua's fair skin. Hui Yu opened his eyes wide and looked at King Qing in disbelief. what? !

Just when everyone didn't know whether to step forward to stop them or just stand and ignore them, Zhao Yan quickly took out the folded silk from Pingyang's bosom, got up quickly and snatched the torch from a soldier, the soft silk quickly melted For a wisp of smoke, Zhao Yan looked at Pingyang with a wry smile, and Pingyang nodded calmly. In the astonishment of everyone, Zhao Yan drew his sword and stabbed Pingyang's chest without blinking, and then drew out the bloody sword to kill himself.

This series of actions was done very quickly, Hui Yu hadn't figured out what exactly Zhao Yan had burned, and when he recovered, the two of them had passed away.

Hui Yu looked at Princess Pingyang and King Qing who were lying in a pool of blood, and didn't recover for a while. He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

The moonlight shone in through the window, reflecting on Qing Wang's pale face, with a faint smile on his lips.

So be it, the widow wanted to send the blood book and my sister to you safely, but the world is unpredictable, my general, you have to take care, the widow will turn into a bright moon in the world, and guard by your side.