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Chapter 347: High Wind (Part 1)

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    Entering February, although the weather is still cold, there is already some warmth in the wind.

    The chief general who was stationed at Julu, Fu Zhong, went up to the tower and looked around.

    It's not yet spring, and the field is covered with residual snow everywhere, the trees are bare, bleak and empty.  The four fields are so flat that even if you walk by a carriage ten miles away, you can still see it at a glance.

    There was a buzzing sound in my ears, as if a wasp was flying by, I looked around, but there was nothing.

    At this time, the general in charge of the watch tower came to salute, and said softly, "Is there anything unusual today?"

    "General, nothing unusual." The general said, "Everything is fine."

    Fu Zhong nodded, telling them to wait and see, but inform him immediately if there is anything, and then go elsewhere.

    He is from Nanyang and works under Dai Xuan, governor of Yongzhou.  Last month, Dai Xuan led the army to capture Nanyang, and he led the first battle.

    Dai Xuan attached great importance to Fu Zhong, not only let him lead ten thousand soldiers, but also let him sit in Julu City, guard the palace, and escort the emperor.

    The importance of this position is self-evident.  Dai Xuan was once very happy and full of ambition, because he knew that he would definitely be rewarded heavily when he commented on his achievements in the future.

    But now, his mind has changed.

    "Although Shuofang's army has hundreds of thousands, it's aggressive, but it's only at the end of its strength. Only King Guangling can hold up the situation. If something happens to him, these soldiers and horses will fall in all directions like a wall made of sand.  A few days ago, Fu Zhong's uncle came to him, and said to him earnestly, "King Guangling was in Shuofang against the powerful nobles. You must have heard a lot of rumors. The Fu family is also considered a big family in Nanyang, so you have to bear with your father and brother."  Will your loved ones fall into that miserable situation in the future?"

    Fu Zhong has worked under Dai Xuan's tent for many years, and he is also loyal to the emperor, so he didn't want to get involved in the dispute between King Guangling and King Liang.

    But when his uncle mentioned his parents and family, he hesitated.

    "My nephew is here to protect the Holy Majesty." Fu Zhong said, "I am sorry that my nephew would rather die than defraud the emperor."

    "How can you deceive the emperor?" Uncle smiled and looked at him, "Think about it carefully, besides King Chen and King Guangling, only King Liang remains.  Who can give this world to?"

    Fu Zhong was silent for a while, and finally said: "What does uncle want my nephew to do?"

    "You don't have to do a lot." Uncle said unhurriedly, "I heard that King Guangling is in the palace, and there are hundreds of personal guards guarding the Holy One. You have tens of thousands of people in your hands, and it shouldn't be difficult to deal with them.  "

    The indistinct buzzing sound came from my ear again, Fu Zhi decided not to pay attention to it.

    He thought about what his uncle said that day, looked at the gray sky above his head, and took a deep breath for a while.

    *

    The days in the palace are peaceful and peaceful.

    At night, a few arm-thick candles burn quietly on the candlesticks, illuminating the palace.

    The emperor wore glasses, and leaned on the soft couch, flipping through the book Xiao Huan had left for him.

    This book is called "Zizhi Tongjian". It is a thick and large volume, and it looks extremely heavy in the emperor's slender and thin hands.

    However, the emperor didn't seem to mind. He just sat on the couch and watched every day when he had nothing to do, and seemed to enjoy it.

    Cai Yu took the instrument and measured his blood pressure and heart rate.

    The emperor has become accustomed to it, let him fiddle with it without raising his eyes.

    "Your Majesty," Cai Yu said, "do you want to take some oxygen?"

    The emperor nodded.

    Cai Yu then took out the charged oxygen generator and put the tube on for the emperor.

    The servant Zhang Mao watched from the side, still feeling miraculous.

    Last month, he and Cai Yu protected the emperor together, and with the help of the Zhao sisters, they hid in the farm to avoid Yuan's pursuit.  Fortunately, King Guangling arrived in time and took the emperor out.  Afterwards, the emperor said that he would follow that female Yu Shi to heal his illness, parted ways with him, and left with Cai Yu.

    Last month, Zhang Mao followed the emperor's will and assisted King Guangling, running around.  And every time he thinks of the emperor, he is very concerned about it, wondering whether Yu Nushi's so-called healing is safe or not.  Besides, the emperor is sick. Everyone thinks that his time is numbered. Even Cai Yu has resigned himself to fate. Is there anyone who can be cured?

    So when he heard the news that the emperor had arrived at the Julu Palace, he immediately rushed over from the camp in Bingzhou on a starry night, and arrived just yesterday.

    Today's emperor, really taught him to be surprised and delighted.

    Although Cai Yu told him that the emperorThe disease can only be alleviated, not cured, but in Zhang Mao's view, the emperor's current appearance has improved too much.  No matter the look or the energy, it is not what it used to be.

    "Your Majesty," although Zhang Mao was happy, he couldn't help persuading, "Your Majesty has been watching for an hour, so let's take a rest."

    "It's okay." The emperor sighed while flipping through the book, "This Sima Guang is really a wonderful person. Writing history is like a joke, such as this incident in the Southern Qi Dynasty. The words of the characters described are suspected of being fabricated out of thin air, but none of them are not in the main point.  Go up, but you can watch it."

    Zhang Mao knew that the so-called Southern Qi refers to the court before Emperor Wen.  But he had never heard anyone call it that before, Da Qi was Da Qi, and no one would single out the imperial court before Emperor Wen's Northern Expedition.

    Therefore, Zhang Mao was a little surprised when the emperor said it so naturally.

    He knew that the book and those magical instruments in the emperor's hand were all brought back from Yu Nu Shi.  Zhang Mao was really curious about what kind of place that place was.

    Just as I was thinking about it, someone outside reported that there was a report from King Guangling's camp.

    The emperor then let the messenger in.

    The envoy was obviously in a hurry all the way, and was sweating profusely when he saluted the emperor.

    Zhang Mao hurriedly took the secret letter from him and presented it to the emperor.

    The emperor took a look at the secret letter, and dismissed the idlers, including Cai Yu.

    Only he and Zhang Mao were left in the hall.

    "In the past two months, Qing has been familiar with military affairs, big and small." The emperor put down the book and said, "I am tired, please come and read for me."

    Zhang Mao responded and opened the secret letter.

    There are two volumes of silk scripts inside, the first volume is Chen Wang's upper table.

    In it, the responsibility for the treason was shifted to King Liang and the Zhou family, and many bad deeds of the Zhou family were also listed, including the assassination of King Guangling.

    Even though Zhang Mao followed the emperor around and knew the inside story of many things, he was still surprised when he saw this performance.

    "His Royal Highness was assassinated last year, but he was the envoy of King Liang?" He couldn't help but ask.

    The emperor's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Read the next one."

    Zhang Mao picked up another silk book according to the words, and then opened it, his expression changed suddenly.

    "King GuanglingKing Guangling was assassinated" He was so shocked that he could hardly speak, "He died!"

    The emperor's eyes flickered slightly, but he remained calm.

    "In this case, I have to prepare." He said.

    "What are you going to do?" Zhang Mao asked hurriedly.

    The emperor didn't answer, but shouted to the outside of the hall: "Has Shaojun come?"

    Not long after, the palace door was pushed open.

    Wang Xi walked in, full of travel and dust.

    "Your Majesty." He stepped forward to salute.

    "How?" asked the emperor.

    Wang Xi then handed over the remote control in his hand.

    "There is no movement in the palace yet." He said, "Your Majesty, please see that there is no one in the east, so you can leave according to the previously established route." (Remember this site website: www.hlnovel.com
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