Harue Kagetsu - Chapter 137

Murong Tei, dressed in white, with disheveled hair, walked through the courtyard full of corpses, came to the door, and faced his disciple He and other Xianbei nobles and the soldiers behind them. The first sentence he said was Is to kill Zhang Ji.

He silently ascended the towering gate of Gaoliang City.

The night is like ink, pressing down.

The fires set by soldiers during the raids were raging throughout the city. From a distance, the whole city is full of firelights.

Under the city gate not far away, there was suddenly a shrill cry of a woman crying for help, mixed with the mad laughter of soldiers.

Murong looked down condescendingly for a while, and suddenly ordered Murong Zhe, who was following behind, to fetch a five-stone bow. In the darkness, he used his stiff left hand to pull the bow with difficulty, and slowly aimed at the shadowy shadow below the city. The figure of the evil-doing soldier shoots an arrow.

The arrow didn’t go straight into the back, it was a few inches off, but the soldier still fell to the ground.

The woman was suddenly saved, got up from the ground, looked up at the sky, saw nothing but a black city wall, was dazed for a moment, stumbled along the city wall and fled.

Murong Wei slowly put down his arm that was trembling slightly from the force.

Murong Zhe hesitated: “Brother, do you want to order the soldiers to stop raiding the city?”

“There are still two hours before dawn.”

Murong said indifferently and looked indifferent.

Murong Zhe listened to more cries and cries that seemed to come from women and children in the distance, and fell silent.

But soon, everything was covered up by the night wind whistling in his ears.

Murong climbed to the top of the tower alone.

The wind from the northern plains surged up to the city head, rolling up his loose long hair and robes, he stood on it, his figure seemed to be crumbling, but his face was expressionless, two eyes, passing through the wind in the city, Passing through the firelight under his feet, he looked in the direction of Luoyang.

Emperor Xia is dead, and Luoyang is now only guarded by the Northern Xia clan.

Murong Ti knew that soon, the mighty city that once trampled him into mud would crawl under his feet, shivering.

He had sworn countless times that one day, if he was asked to kill him back to Luoyang, the first thing he would do would be massacre the city.

Only blood and fire can wash away the ridicule and humiliation he had suffered there, and let him get revenge quickly. sense.

But now, he knew that slaughtering Luoyang was far from bringing him the speed he wanted. I feel it.

He stared at the night sky, and slowly, he turned his eyes to the farther south for a long time.

He remembered the night before.

It was also the same night when the wind was blowing. In the wilderness, he was thrown to the ground with a stone by a woman and passed out.

She was the most beautiful and noble woman in the Southern Dynasty.

He had never been so close to death in his life.

If at that time, she continued to lift the stone and smashed him on the head again, with just one hit, he might have already turned into a white bone in the wild that was devoured by wild beasts, and he would never have been there. Tonight at the moment of this independent tower.

But life is so mysterious.

At that time, because of her momentary soft-heartedness, the self named Murong Ti not only survived, but to this day, she is one step closer to what he thought.

All along, in the bottom of his heart, he has regarded his experience of the days and nights he spent with her as a kind of omen, like a prophecy-like existence.

What is right and what is evil, he doesn’t care.

He doesn’t even believe that the so-called evil can overcome the right.

He only knows that one foot is tall, and the devil is one zhang tall.

He knew the ambitions of that Southern Han Chinese.

In fact, that was his ambition for Murong for today.

Just tonight, at this moment, he stood tall on the top of the tower, as if he had seen that the picture of the world was slowly being laid under his feet.

People say the world is like chess. People are among them, often involuntarily, and fall into chaos.

He Murong didn’t want to be the middle man in that chess game.

He has enough forbearance and patience.

What he has to do is to jump out of the chess game, be the eye that watches people’s hearts, and the hand that manipulates the situation.

He subconsciously raised his right arm, stroked his own arm that he had just exhausted with all his strength, but after all, he still couldn’t fully open the arm of the five stone bows, slowly closed his eyes, stood stiff for a moment, facing the night wind, Suddenly screamed.

This whistling sound was high-pitched and indulgent, like a cloud-piercing cracking stone, and with the roaring fire and cries of pain that filled the city under his feet, it pierced the night sky and stunned people’s dreams.

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Luoshen suddenly woke up from the dream and found that it was still late at night.

The room was so quiet that even her own heartbeat and the breathing sound of Aju and the maid who slept with her in the outhouse seemed to be clearly audible.

She was drenched in cold sweat, as if she had just come out of a dream. After calming down, he lifted the quilt, put on his shoes, and took advantage of the hazy moonlight that penetrated through the window. He came a few times before, poured a glass of cold water, and took a few sips.

The cold water flowed down her neck into her body, making her feel more comfortable at last.

In the ear, there was a faint sound of night tide.

She was no longer sleepy, wiped her sweat, put on some clothes at will, and pushed out the door, passing through the backyard of the building where she lived in the bright light of the bright moon hanging high above the head of Bailuzhou. , After walking for a while, the river bank came into view.

With the chilly river wind blowing in front of her, she sat in a pavilion built by the river, looking at the surging river at night, and gradually became fascinated.

This is a late night in the late spring of the third year of Longyuan.

It has been three years since my father left Jiankang. There is no whereabouts of the mother, and no news of the father.

When she entered the palace during the day, she met Rongkang, the prefect of Badong again.

This time, he once again entered Jiankang with a piece of auspiciousness that is said to have fallen from the sky.

The queen mother was very happy and ordered all the officials to leave the city to welcome Rongkang and his auspicious auspiciousness into the palace. In Chen Yuyu’s garden, he asked all the ladies in Jiankang City to enter the palace to appreciate them.

Luoshen, as Mrs. Sima, is the first-class wife of the court, and every move is expected by everyone.

On such an occasion today, she would naturally go too.

Auspiciousness is a strange stone that falls from the sky. The strangest thing is that when some of the holes are connected, it can be faintly discerned that several ancient seal characters are inscribed on it: “Muhexing, Guolongtai”.

When everyone saw it, they all bowed solemnly, saying that this was a prophecy from heaven, indicating that the weather in Dayu will be smooth and rainy, the national fortune will be revived, the country will last for a long time, and the country will enjoy longevity forever. Many ministers also specially made gifts for this auspiciousness, and everyone was full of joy.

It is true that today’s Dayu Dynasty is indeed worthy of this piece of auspiciousness, and it is worth celebrating.

Dayu, which was once precarious and almost overturned, is now gradually getting out of its original downturn and improving everywhere.

In Li Mu’s first year as the Grand Sima, he eliminated the remaining party of Jingling Yao Dan who had followed Xu Mi’s rebellion before, and pacified Jingling.

Then, the following year, in the spring of the Longyuan year, Jiangxia was recaptured by another colleague of Xu Mi, Feng Xian. In the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, peace has been completely restored.

In the autumn of the first year of Longyuan, it only took him two months to pacify the king of Changsha, the clan of the clan who openly established a kingdom within a country under the pretext of being in power with the Great Sima, and killed the king of Changsha. Since then, the clan has been silent, respectful to Li Mu, and no one dared to express dissatisfaction.

In the spring of the second year of Longyuan, Liu Duan, the Huns who had been occupying Ningzhou and declared himself emperor, established the Han state and attacked Shu County, which was attached to Dayu. Li Mu was unexpected, and trained the navy to send troops to destroy the Han state and kill Liu Rui, the emperor of the Han state.

At the same time, the imperial court’s influence in Longxi has been continuously expanding in the past few years.

In the autumn of the second year of Longyuan, Li Mu destroyed Xiliang, who was trying to attack Chang’an, and killed the emperor of Xiliang. More than a dozen countries in the Western Regions, large and small, all sent envoys to Chang’an to meet Li Mu. Through the road to the south that he opened up back then, they came to Jiankang and joined Dayu.

In just three years, Li Mu not only unified all the states within the border of Dayu from the source of the Yangtze River to the point where the lower reaches of the sea, and completely unified the Southern Dynasty, but also from the Western Regions in the west, to Hangu Pass in the east, and Chang’an in the east. The northwest lands that radiate out for the center of convergence are also all included in the territory of Dayu.

Not only that, but now even the Huai River Basin will be re-incorporated into Dayu’s rule.

After Emperor Xia was killed by Murong, not long after Luoyang broke, Murong replaced Murong Xi, who died suddenly, as the emperor of Yan. At that time, Emperor Xia’s clan, who was guarding Luoyang, fled to Runan, occupied Huaizhong, and rebuilt the Xia Kingdom.

Last winter, in order to compete for land and invade Dayu, Li Mu decided to expedition to the north.

Not long ago, news came that he had captured Runan, captured Emperor Jie, and was now on his way back to the dynasty.

Because the Nanren hated the atrocities committed by the Jieren so much, Li Mu escorted Emperor Xia back to the capital, prepared to go to the capital, and then slaughtered him in the busy city in public, complaining to the common people.

The power and national strength of the Southern Dynasties have expanded unprecedentedly since the southward crossing. Now, there is auspicious auspiciousness coming from this day to prove it. How can the civil and military people of the Manchu Dynasty not rejoice and sing praises?

This day, after appreciating the strange stones in the palace, Luoshen said goodbye to Gao Yongrong. When he was about to leave the palace, Rongkang came to ask for permission. He said that he came to Jiankang on this trip. In addition to offering auspiciousness, he also deliberately made it the most honorable in the Southern Dynasty today. The Empress Dowager and Mrs. Sima prepared gifts, hoping that they would laugh at him.

Luoshen refused at that time, but Gao Yongrong said that he had meritorious deeds in offering auspiciousness and ordered people to be summoned.

In this way, Luoshen saw that Rongkang from Padang again.

Rong Kang’s attitude is respectful. Gifts for Luoshen are also extremely precious. A cloak woven with hundreds of birds and green feathers decorated with precious jewels. It is said that dozens of embroiderers took half a year to complete this dress, which is unique in the world.

Luoshen declined because it was too extravagant and did not dare to use it. At that time, Rong Kang showed disappointment, but he didn’t dare to force it. He took back the gift and agreed.

For some reason, Luoshen was naturally displeased with this local feudal town from Badong. At that time, he didn’t stay any longer, so he found an excuse and quickly left the palace and returned to Bailuzhou.

In the past few years, Li Mu has been fighting in the north and fighting in the south, and he has been outside for almost half of the year.

Ah Jia and Ah Ting have already gone to Yicheng. She was alone in Jiankang, and when Li Mu was away, during those long waiting days, she often came to live on Bailu Island, where her mother used to live.

Just tonight, after taking the medicine and slowly falling asleep, she dreamed of the dream again.

In the dream, she fell into the siege of the river again.

It seemed that it was on Bailuzhou, above this familiar Jiangzhu, the overwhelming water poured into her from all directions and poured into her mouth, nose, and ears.

Strangely, when she dreamed of herself in her dream, at that moment, she did not have the slightest fear in her heart.

All she could feel was endless remorse and deep sadness.

She was awakened by the dream that appeared again. Until this moment, the whole person seemed to be caught by the feeling in the dream, and she was uneasy.

She suddenly had a feeling as if something had happened to her right here, amid the surging spring tide and the sound of the waves.

She slowly closed her eyes, recalling the scene in her dream, trying her best to capture some of the memory fragments that seemed to pass by in her dream, when she suddenly heard footsteps behind her.

She opened her eyes and saw Ah Ju holding a cloak in her hand, and hurriedly looked for it.

Aju came behind her and put the cloak on her shoulders, while tying the collar for her, she complained in a low voice: “Although it is late spring, it is still cold at night, not to mention the riverside and the wind is strong. The little lady is still taking medicine, so be careful and vomit.”

Three years have passed by.

There was never any news from the mother.

From the beginning, Aju thought about it, and now she no longer dared to mention the three words of the eldest princess in front of Luoshen.

Luoshen knew that in her heart, her mother should be gone.

Perhaps because of this, although her body is not as good as before, she still has to stubbornly serve Luoshen herself and take care of her more meticulously than before.

When Luoshen heard her mention that she vomited after taking the medicine, she couldn’t help but smile again.

How much she thought she could give birth to a child for Li Mu.

But after so long, she was still not pregnant.

Now, even Aju has begun to feel anxious secretly.

Although Li Langjun spends most of the year away from home, and the couple spends less time together, but after so many years, the little lady’s stomach has not moved at all, which is always a little worrying.

Since last winter, after Li Mu left Jiankang’s Northern Expedition, Aju invited an imperial physician to restore her body.

The medicine is very bitter, Luoshen often vomits after taking it, and people lose weight. A few days ago, even Aju couldn’t bear to see it, and said that if she couldn’t take it, it would be fine. Anyway, Li Langjun never asked about it. thing.

But Luoshen refused to stop. It has been nearly half a year since he left and has been eating until now.

A gust of wind from the river blew, and Luoshen shuddered.

Aju immediately protected her in her arms like an old hen, and whispered to persuade: “Let’s go, go to sleep again. Grandma knows that you miss Li Langjun, isn’t he coming back soon? Come back this time. , I should be able to stay in Jiankang for a while longer.”

There was a smile on her face, and her tone was full of pride: “Li Langjun has made great contributions again. Since a few days ago, there has been a discussion outside, and then we will kill the head of the Jieren Emperor! It can be regarded as a work for us. A bad breath. This time back, I don’t know how the court will award the reward.”

Luoshen smiled slightly, suppressed the worries in his heart, obediently obeyed Aju’s support, stood up from the pavilion, and walked in.

War, never-ending war.

In three years, Li Mu killed two prefects, one king, and three emperors who were about to be killed.

Only Luoshen knew that he was fighting in the south and the north, and his horses and horses were arrogant, not for the reward from the imperial court.