Rebirth of a Star General

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Crown Prince Guangyan wants to agree with the Uto people's peace and set off a storm in the capital of Shuo. The imperial prince did not allow Guang Yan to change his mind. The Uto messenger, who was under house arrest by Emperor Wenxuan, reappeared near the palace. Although he smiled and spoke humbly to the courtier, in his eyes, he could not hide his pride.

After the dynasty, the courtiers had different thoughts. Everyone hid their thoughts in the depths. It has been two days. Tomorrow is the day of entering the emperor's mausoleum. Once the emperor's mausoleum enters, the crown prince ascends the throne. It's getting worse.

As soon as he left the Palace of Music, he heard the sound of books in front of him, and he looked up at the officials. When he saw the time, dozens of students in green shirts sat in the open field in front of the Palace of Music.

These students all sat on the floor. The headed person had white hair, was wearing an official uniform, and was old and condensed. It was Wei Xuanzhang, the owner of the Xianchang Museum.

Wei Xuanzhang is actually a man of true talents, but his character is too stubborn and stubborn. He offended many people when he was young, and was later sent to be the owner of the Xianchang Museum. The owner of this museum is very suitable for his personality of being preaching at all times. Although he has no real power, he has also enjoyed himself in recent years. This time, the Crown Prince Guangyan promised the Uto people to sum up and open a discussion in Dawei. Wei Xuanzhang strongly opposed it, except for those imperial histories, which belonged to him the most. It's just that his current official position is so low that he doesn't even have the qualification to give Guang Yan a second glance. Those words that are disgusting are just adding an extra piece to the pile of waste paper.

"Director Wei?" asked the courtiers who knew him, "What are you doing here?" He whispered again: "Sir, go back, it's impossible for His Highness to change his mind now."

This was a former student who knew him well, and he did not want to see him offend the future king, so he kindly reminded him.

Wei Xuanzhang was unmoved, only looking in the direction of Chengle Palace, and said in a long voice: "Wei Chen, take the risk of admonishment. Please, His Royal Highness, take back your life, do not allow Uto people to open a field in Da Wei!"

There was no movement in the Chengle Palace.

The sun sprinkled quietly on the long ground outside the palace, like a layer of finely shattered gold. The young students were full of vitality, and their eyes were black and white, and the old veteran officials were standing in the wind of spring with the splendid splendor of the setting sun just about to fall.

He stood up slowly, his sturdy body now showing some old looks, some staggering. After standing, he said aloud aloud: "The weather has righteousness, and it is mixed with manifolds. The next one is Yue Yue, and the upper one is Ni Xin. Yu Ren said Haoran, Pei Cang Cang Ming..."

The students beside him paused, and followed the old curator, chanting together.

"...Yellow Road should be Qingyi, Hanhe Tuming Court. Seeing Shiqiongjie, seeing the blue and green!"

One by one!

Wei Xuanzhang recites the "Song of Righteousness".

In the Chengle Palace, the prince slammed the cup in his hand to the ground, "What did the old thing say outside? This palace is going to cut his head!"

The confidant on his side knelt down and grabbed his robe corner, "His Royal Highness, don't do it! At least not before the ascension ceremony! Wei Xuanzhang has no other crimes, and he is the owner of the Xianchang Pavilion. Provoked courtiers and people to discuss..."

"It's just a little teacher, this palace kills if it wants to kill, who dares to talk about it?" Guang Yan angered, "Why is there no charge, he didn't put this palace in his eyes at all, defying the royal family! What does it mean to be outside, threatening this palace? Joke! How can this palace be threatened by him with an old thing? Believe it or not, this palace will immediately make all of his students into prison, to see who dares to talk on this matter! "

"Yes, yes." Khan sweated: "But even if it is a lesson, please ask your highness to bear with you for a few days. This Wei Xuanzhang has a strange temperament. When His Majesty was still there, he always spoke a lot..."

"This palace is not the kindhearted heart of the father and emperor," Guangyan gritted his teeth. "If he were to tolerate him like his father and emperor, he would be wrong!"

"That's natural," he said busyly. "Just now, it's better not to come forward, His Royal Highness. Let him be noisy outside and wait for the enthronement ceremony to pass. It is not too late for His Highness to settle the accounts."

Guang Yan grunted and kicked the broken tea lid in front of him, "Then let him live two more days."

Outside, Wei Xuanzhang is still chanting loudly, and his old, shriveled body stands straight in the wind.

"Or for the Liaodong hat, Qingbing Libingxue. Or for the teacher, ghosts and gods crying and strong..."

"...Or to fight the thief, the head is broken. It is majestic and majestic."

The young student behind him chanted with the old gentleman, as if not in front of the palace, under the eyes of the court officials, but in the school of the Xianchang Hall, in the spring, reading and listening.

"Gu Gugengcun, looking up at Fuyun Bai. You are so sad, and the sky is so extreme."

"The philosopher's day is far away, typical in the old days, the eaves exhibition book reading, the ancient road color."

After a song was chanted, there was no reaction in the palace.

Wei Xuanzhang stopped and looked at the courtiers in front of him.

The courtiers either avoided his gaze or were full of compassion. Wei Xuanzhang stepped forward and trembled up the stairs, taking off his official hat while walking.

His voice was steady, as Hong Zhong was clear, and he only said: "For the general, devotion to the gold, dedication to the day, He Ge fought hard, determined to die."

Putting down Muhu in his hand again, "Civilians are no match for military commanders, the saints say that the text is a moral knowledge, it is the position of the Communist Party of Jing, and the text is the most beautiful posthumousness, which cannot be added."

He walked to the last step, knelt down slowly, and put off the official hat and Muhu to the side, looking at the unmanned hall of Chengle Palace, his voice was bleak and firm.

"Although Weichen has no courage and no credit, he only has a heart of loyalty and glory. The Xianchang Museum teaches students to read the book of the sage, and now he sees that His Highness has gone astray. If he does not persuade, he is a servant."

"Martial death battle, Wen death admonishment, life and death and me are like clouds, the old minister today, dared to use his life as a micro minister to persuade His Highness to retreat from the cliff, not to make a big mistake."

"Old lord, please ask your highness to take back your life, don't allow the Uto people to set foot on the great Wei land, do not lead the wolf into the room, open the door to kill the robber!"

After saying this, he suddenly rammed his head at the Zhu Hong pillar in front of the Chengle Palace.

Blood, splashed across the ground in an instant.

The courtiers standing beside him shouted at first. The students at the Xianchang Pavilion rushed up and surrounded Wei Xuanzhang in the center. The Muhu and official hats that were set aside were crushed and crushed by people in a mess, and they were suddenly in a mess in front of the Legong Palace.

...

Qinglan Palace.

Lan Guifei sat quietly reading a book. Not far from her side, Ni Guiren looked at the blue smoke rising slowly in the copper furnace, her expression agitated.

Tomorrow is the day when Emperor Wenxuan entered the emperor's mausoleum and the day they were buried. If you extend the benevolence, you can still have a pot of poison. If this kid deliberately, they will be sealed in the emperor's mausoleum, suffocating alive.

"Sister, you still have thoughts about reading!" Ni Guiren couldn't help but stood up and walked to the front of Princess Lan Gui, took the book away, "Tomorrow is the death of you and me, I don't believe it, you are so calm. ?"

No one can leave life and death aside. Ni Guiren was competing with Lan Guifei at that time, holding herself young and beautiful, thinking that it would inevitably be able to replace Lan Guifei. After that, Guangji was handed over to Queen Lan to raise. With Guangji in the hands of Queen Lan, Ni Guiren had a lot of convergence and was afraid to do too much, but he was not happy in his heart.

But now, she and Lan Guifei suddenly became martyrs together, and they are the same as those vases buried by Emperor Wen Xuan, so all the past grudges can be left behind. At least at this moment, they are on one side.

There is no eternal enemy or eternal friend. Ni Guiren was impulsive and arrogant. After entering the palace, there was no one who knew her. Now she can make suggestions for her, and no one can think of it. She can only rely on it.

Queen Lan raised her eyes and looked at her, her tone still as usual, "Tomorrow is tomorrow, why should you be worried today?"

"Why worry?" Ni Guiren said: "I'm naturally worried! Do you not see it, is there any strangeness to this edict? The emperor's heart is very soft, and other people just give up, how can I make you and I be killed? I It’s basically the private enmity of the Guangyan communist bulletin.” She looked back at Concubine Lan again, sarcastically, “I know that my sister is casual and doesn’t care about life or death, but doesn’t my sister want to think about the four princes? My Guangji is still so small, What kind of character is the prince? You and I know it now. It is you and me who are dealing with it. When the prince ascends to the throne, the next turn should be Guangshuo and Guangji. Do you want to watch your son die? "

Wen Yan, the calm expression of Lan Guifei finally had a slight fluctuation.

But before she could speak, she hurriedly came in, and whispered two words to the maidservant who was guarding the gate. The maid heard the words, revealing a surprised look, then walked quickly, and walked in front of Princess Lan Gui before she whispered: "Ma'am, something happened in Legong Palace."

Lan Guifei and Ni Guiren looked at her together.

"It is said that the master of the Xianchang Pavilion, Master Wei, took the risk of admonishment and asked His Royal Highness to take back the Lord and his life. His Royal Highness didn't respond. Master Wei killed him on the pillar of the Chengle Palace. Many adults saw it, and now the outside is in chaos. The students in Xianchang Pavilion refused to leave.

"Dead admonishment?" Ni Guiren frowned. "For years in this palace, I haven't heard such words."

Emperor Wen Xuan's ears were soft and overly tolerant, and the princes of the imperial princes would always read one of the three seals, not in such a fierce way. But in this way, even if Guangyan was to be enthroned, he would have the reputation of killing his veteran. Most of the students in the Xianchang Pavilion come from the Xungui family, and the young people are the most fledgling. They saw the curator go to death. If the extension is still as it was at the beginning, he insisted on reconciling with the Uto people. Inside and out, it's really bad to hear.

Concubine Lan held the chair handle without speaking.

Ni Guiren said lukewarmly, "We are struggling to survive here, but some people are still rushing to die. However, Wei Xuanzhang is already seventy or eighty people, and even if he died, he will not lose. I haven’t yet I haven’t been reconciled to die like this for a few good years." She thought of Guangyan and couldn't help cutting her teeth, "Damn it!"

Lan Guifei sighed slightly, and her maid helped her to stand up.

She walked to the window, the sun was just outside, and everything was flourishing in spring.

"Look, look, look a few more times," Ni Guiren couldn't help but sneer. "After tomorrow, it will be gone."

"Ni's," Princess Lan turned around and looked at her lightly: "Do you want to live?"

"Ask for some reason."

"If you want to live." Concubine Lan's voice was gentle, and in tranquility, it seemed to have a deep meaning, "just do what the palace said."

...

He Yan knew that the first time after Wei Xuanzhang died, he drove to the Wei family.

Wei's family is full of people inside and outside, and people keep coming in. In recent years, the Xianchang Museum has taught a batch of students. If Xu Jingfu’s disciples are all over the country, Wei Xuanzhang will not give up. It's just that after the students left, Wei Xuanzhang didn't like to walk too much with them, so it seems that Xu Jingfu's status is not as respectable as Xu Jingfu.

But now he is admonishing with his life. Past students heard this news and came from all directions to see his last journey.

He Yan was easily squeezed into the crowd, and he saw that He Xinying was holding the crying Mrs. Wei who was fainting. When he saw He Yan, He Xinying was also startled. He Xinying was only waiting for the new students to come to take care of him. When there was a gap, he came and asked, "Sister He, why are you here?"

In fact, in terms of age, the present "He Yan" cannot be called Sister He Xinying, but He Xinying always feels that the elder elder sister may still be there, which should be like He Yan, and ignores many rules.

He Yan replied: "Mr. Wei is Huai Jin's teacher. Huai Jin now needs time to come from outside the city. I'll come to see it first. Is Mrs. Wei all right?"

"Not very good." He Xinying shook his head. "The curator Wei was afraid that he would have saved his death for a long time. After the accident today, his wife found several letters in the wooden drawer in his study. 'S last words."

He Xinying is also very sad. Because of her elder sister, she lived in Wei Xuanzhang's mansion. Wei Xuanzhang stayed in Xianchang Hall most of the time and rarely returned. He Xinying spends more time with Mrs. Wei. Mrs. Wei is gentle and does not care about her former identity. Who knows... this kind of thing will happen suddenly.

"I heard that the curator Wei was to make His Royal Highness the Prince take back the order of summing up with the Uto people," He Xinying tentatively asked, "Now..."

He Yan smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid not."

Prince Guangyan, how could he change his mind because of Wei Xuanzhang's life, I am afraid that this man will not only be ashamed, but will also be annoyed by Wei Xuanzhang's ignorance.

Just thinking, there was a voice from behind: "Sister He, why are you here?"

He Yan looked back, Lin Shuanghe and Yan He were coming in from outside. The two of them used to be students of the Xianchang Pavilion. Knowing this, they naturally rushed over nonstop.

"Haijin didn't come with you?" Yan He looked around.

"He is on duty today and is training in the Nanfu soldiers outside the city." He Yan sighed in his heart, which was also a coincidence. If Xiao Jue was right here today, he might still be able to stop Wei Xuanzhang.

"Is General Yan not here today?" He Yan looked to Yan He.

Yan He was anxious: "If I were here, how could this happen!"

Because Emperor Wenxuan died and Guangyan acted so arbitrarily, Yan He was also very dissatisfied in his heart. He didn’t want to go to the court at all. He found an excuse not to use it anyway. That's it. Who knows that when he was not present, something serious happened.

"I'm going to see the master." Lin Shuanghe lifted his feet and walked in.

Although Wei Xuanzhang is old-fashioned and pedantic, she is also very harsh on women, but there is no concubine in the house. In these years, she and Mrs. Wei have come together, and now Mrs. Wei is left alone. The blow to Mrs. Wei can be imagined. know.

The young students all knelt before the old man collapsed, and collapsed. Wei Xuanzhang, who had been wiped with blood, lay quietly. His official gown was crumpled and crumpled. The top was stained with dirt and residual blood, but It seems to be cleaner than anyone else.

He Yan looked at it and felt extremely sad.

Although this old gentleman used to be old-fashioned and strict in the Xianchang Pavilion, the teenagers always secretly scolded him for being old and stubborn, but he was also the one who stood up bravely as the literary ministers kept themselves safe, as he taught in those days In that way, "read the book of sages and do loyalty", finished the last lesson.

Lin Shuanghe's voice sank, and his eyebrows were not as brisk as in the past. He only said: "Mr. Wei Gaoyi..."

"Gao Yi is useless," Yan He sneered. "Look at the man in the palace, did you have any movement? Believe it or not, in a few days, the limelight will pass, and the Uto people will still appear on the streets of Shuojing. !"

"I really don't understand," Lin Shuanghe murmured. "Why is the prince insisting on this? Even people like me who don't understand the past can see it. The heart of the non-my family must be different, can't he see it?"

"He doesn't see it." He Yan said softly: "It's just asking."

Yan He and Lin Shuanghe looked at him together.

Lin Shuanghe frowned and asked, "Sister He, what do you mean?"

Yan He didn't ask, but looked at her thoughtfully.

After thinking for a while, He Yan motioned to Yan He to step aside, Yan He said impatiently: "Something to speak more quickly, you and I have different identities, falling in the eyes of others, what to do if there is gossip?"

He Yan: "..."

He was extremely self-righteous in this respect, but probably had strict family rules.

If it was in the past, He Yan might have some fun, but today, she really has no thoughts of joking with Yan He, only Shen Sheng asked: "General Yan, have you ever seen the four princes?"

Yan He stunned, and looked at He Yan's eyes gradually changed, and after a while, he whispered: "What are you asking about this?"

"Tomorrow is the time to enter the emperor's mausoleum." He Yan looked at him. "According to His Majesty's edict, the concubine will be buried together. How can Your Four Highness stand idly by. Plus today's Mr. Wei is in trouble... General Yan," she asked. You should know."

Yan He's expression changed a little, and from the former arrogant and impatient expression, it gradually became calm and cold.

He said: "Wu Anhou, so far, no need to ask."