Chapter 55 unpopular

It was night, and the emperor's palace was brightly lit.

There is a huge map of Fanyang hanging on the wall, which is sewn together with meticulous lambskin. The transportation on it is full of post roads, counties, counties, mountains and lakes, and even detailed to villages and villages. Looking at the underground, a huge sand table is vivid and realistic. The mountains are winding, and even the rivers and ravines are carefully thought out with sand. Standing in front of you and looking down, you can have a panoramic view of the terrain.

The emperor did not wear a nine-five dragon robe, dressed in white plain clothes, sat cross-legged, and his eyes flowed on the map and the sand table. He praised: "General Yan is worthy of being the most outstanding general in Fanyang in a hundred years. This map depicting the sand table alone is enough to be one of the best in the world."

"They are all small tricks brought from the village where I was born and raised, which is not worthy of your majesty's praise." General Yan's face was scarred, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, as if he was smiling, but his smile was gloomy and horrible because of this ferocious and broken face.

"It's boring for General Yan to say that. Not everyone can get his majesty's praise." Lu Miaobai, who was beside him, carefully studied the "Twelve Strategies for the Discussion of the State" and suddenly raised his head and said coldly.

General Yan didn't move, but just laughed.

Emperor Mingchan, General Yan of the Imperial Palace, and Yue Huahou of the imperial palace. The three of them sat together so lazily, with wine and wine in their hands. In addition, the emperor specially ordered the imperial dining room to cook the food according to the taste of the two people, and put it beside them and grab it at will. It was a rare peace and stability, like a close friend for many years.

"Can General Yan predict the next Mengyang movement? How should I deal with it?" The emperor drank by himself, holding the silver wine glass, shaking gently, and watching the reflection in the wine break, sparkling under the candlelight reflected by the bronze mirror, as if he had drunk the liquid gold.

"Take Qinghe County is equivalent to standing and taking root in Fanyang. Even if the nearest army is immediately dispatched, it will take three days, which is enough for the enemy to find out the defense of Qinghe City. Without three times the strength, the siege is to waste the lives of soldiers, and the gains outweigh the losses. It's just to slaughter the city... Mengyang Town Tianda General, the world's famous general Ye Mingshan, a generation of Confucian generals, are not the people who can do such cruel things. This time Mengyang invaded Fanyang, and the general has other people. They don't know the root and are difficult to deal with. General Yan tore off a piece of bacon, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

"Is there nothing you can do?" The emperor took General Yan's silver cup, filled it, pushed it in front of him, and stretched out his hand to make a 'please' posture.

"Ha ha, Your Majesty, marching and fighting is nothing more than eight words - soldiers come to block, and water comes to cover. Even if the Mengyang warrior keeps the Qinghe city unbreakable, will he really shrink in the city? In our land of Fanyang, we can afford to consume, but Mengyang can't afford to consume. Do you know how much food and fodder will be used to provide 300,000 troops for an expedition of thousands of miles? Five brigades raise one, cavalry eight raise one, elite iron horse ten raise one, just use 300,000 soldiers and horses, need to recruit nearly two million logistics labor, have been provided for military supplies, two million young men and strong, plus 300,000 soldiers and horses out on expedition, how many young people in Mengyang? How long does Mengyang consume energy? They retracted into Qinghe City and thought that there was a castle to defend, so they could occupy the basis? Joke! We put the soldiers and horses under the city of Qinghe, cut off the water source, blocked the post road, and trapped these 30,000 cavalry first. Don't worry that they are not in a hurry. If they are in a hurry, they will be in chaos. If there are flaws, are you afraid that we can't win this battle?

The emperor smiled at the corners of his mouth and drank all the wine in a glass of wine, which was refreshing.

"Okay-good-good-since the general is confident, I'm much more relieved!"

"And Mengyang can do such a cruel thing as slaughtering the city. The general who led the army is probably a radical and brave person. Just like those years, they crossed the country to conquer the Japanese pirates. Then we have to be more ruthless. If they dare to slaughter civilians, we dare to leave them alone, torture them all, and then return the bodies. Not only to defeat their army, but also to break their fighting spirit and their military heart! They no longer have the courage to step into Mengyang. The general looked down at the sand table and said angrily. He looked like an old man bragging casually, but Emperor Fanyang sitting opposite him did not smile, and the first month of Wenchen did not smile.

The old general laughed instead.

"I really didn't expect that when I was old, I could encounter such a big event as Mengyang Fanyang's war. In this life, the barbarians, the eastern Japanese pirates, the southeast forest bandits, the night north vassal rebellion... After fighting big and small wars, Fanyang was almost complete, but I have never fought with Mengyang in the west and never fought with the far north barbarians. It is estimated that I have never had a chance to see the power of the barbarian iron horse in my life. I may fight against the Mengyang army. I am very happy! Your Majesty can rest assured that Yin Cangyan works and does not recognize people. Mengyang invades our land and kills our civilians. This is a national feud. Even if it is to fight all the flesh and blood, it is also determined to eliminate the great trouble of the empire!" The old general looked directly at the emperor. His blind left eye was just a piece of white. The ferocious scar slanted down, like a centipede. The incomplete nose was slightly open, smelling the fragrance of wine. He picked up the glass, held it with both hands, drank it all, and turned the glass upside down, indicating that His Majesty had not left a drop.

"Good! The general has such ambition that I dare to hand over the whole Fanyang to you. During the war, everything will be done according to the general's idea. The general just needs to let go and do it. The emperor looked sincere and said slowly.

"Your Majesty--" The old general stood up, pointed to a sand table and said, "In the Yulan Mountains, Mengyang people can't climb over Yulan Mountain. This is the military order issued for Your Majesty!"

"Oh--" The emperor's tone suddenly had a sense of play. He stretched out his hand to hold his chin and smiled, "The general set up a military order, but what if the Mengyang people over Yulan Mountain?"

The atmosphere suddenly changed, and there seemed to be a cold wind blowing in the palace. The candlelight swayed, and the shadow of General Yan shook on the wall, like a dark beast.

"It's up to your majesty's disposal." After saying that, the general picked up the bacon and wine glass in front of him, nodded to the emperor, and retreated.

The emperor's expression was unpredictable, and he looked at the old but piercing back disappearing among the heavy houses of the palace.

Lu Miaobai folded the book in his hand and smiled, "Your Majesty scared General Yan away!"

"Ha ha, maybe I really overdid it in those years. The old general has lingering fear now, but he is very calm and calm." The emperor was full of wine. He knew that Lu Miaobai did not drink, so he did not bother.

"Can you see that the Ministry of Ceremonies still writes this thing?" The emperor glanced at the memorial, "An official in charge of the ceremony and celebration said that he had devoted his life to writing, but it was a military and state event. As soon as he saw the despicable Si Li Shangshu, what kind of flowers could he write in his pen? Don't think it's a joke"

Lu Miaobai was gentle and elegant, put the memorial in his sleeve and said, "The knowledge is indeed shallow, but now many things in Fanyang have floated to the table. If you are qualified to go to Beijing, you should be able to see it... But you can see it buried in your heart and say it out loud. It's different. For Lord Wei's painstaking efforts and sincerity, what he wrote is worth reading carefully.

"At today's court meeting, there were sixty-six civil and military officials present. There was only one ancient minister of the Ministry of Ceremonies who dared to speak and die. Other ministers and martial arts were silent, afraid that they would not say a word, so they would lose their official hats. It's a good thing to guard yourself for an official, but it's safe enough to shrink your head and be afraid of your hands and feet, which is called a vegetarian meal.

"Isn't Yue Huahou not saying a word today?" The emperor's smile was a little cold.

"I just have nothing to say. Your Majesty knows what I want to say. Since your majesty knows it, why waste saliva?" Lu Miaobai quietly avoided the emperor's eyes and linger on the sand table and the map.

The emperor narrowed his eyes and sipped.

Lu Miaobai stretched out his hand to support himself and bowed. "Your Majesty, I will retreat first. Next, the whole empire will have to move. Don't underestimate the ambition of Emperor Mengyang.

The emperor looked coldly at the man who had been reused and walked away without waiting for him to speak. Originally, the three of them discussed harmoniously, but now he is the only one left.

Suddenly, he stood up and kicked the delicate sand table fiercely.

Dingdong, the sand table is fragmented, as if the great rivers and mountains of Fanyang were kicked to pieces by him.

The emperor looked cold and gritted his teeth: "Are you Lu Miaobai so arrogant? Is Yin Cangyan so confident? Is my Huangfu Mingchen so unpopular? Is it so unpopular? I really want to kill you!"

Lu Miaobai, who had almost walked down the steps, heard the movement in the hall and stopped to listen

The elegant middle-aged man stood alone in the deep courtyard of the palace, inexplicably frustrated.

What he wants to serve is such an emperor.

Huangfu Mingchan is good at everything, but his temperament is too small. Don't allow others to be smarter than him, don't allow others to be better than him, and don't allow others to be any worse. It is because the emperor's small size of utensils that the Fanyang Temple is a pool of stagnant water.

He said coldly, "Your Majesty, it's time to stab your people in the back? Aren't you afraid of being loyal to the hearts of people who die for you?

Lu Miaobai remembered for a moment that when he was working with Feng Mid-Autumn Festival, the lord of Mengyang Qiuyue, he met Emperor Linxi with the lord of Mengyang. The young man looked tired and indifferent, wearing the glazed dragon robe left by his father, sitting on the high throne, staring at the wilderness.

After taking over the huge empire, Emperor Lin Xi has not claimed to be 'I' from beginning to end, and he used 'I' in the imperial edict with his ministers, even the imperial edict. In that young man's heart, there is a division of Mengyang and Fanyang in the world. The emperors of the two dynasties can be called 'I'. Is there any supreme significance for emperors?

I didn't get the whole world, and I didn't call myself 'I'.

Suddenly, I felt that Mengyang's invasion seemed to be recovering his lost territory, and even like an open and righteous party.

Such a vibrant empire with infinite potential.

In contrast, Fanyang, he risked the risk of killing his head to make his majesty's reform, asked General Yan to come out of the mountain, and relied on General Yan to stabilize the heart of most of the Cang navy. The whole Fanyang was passive and slow. Twenty years later, they still can only rely on these old people who are over 60 years old to fight on the battlefield, and the emperor they serve never forgets to beat them.

Fanyang, Fanyang, how can we save you? How to be loyal to death?