Chapter 159 The Rainbow of the Twelve Years of Nanqing (I)

It is raining in Kyoto, and it is snowing in Nanjing, Northern Qi. The light snow is floating gracefully and slowly in the air, filling the cold air between heaven and earth, but it still drops the temperature to a level that humans hate.

On the majestic walls of Nanjing City, Uesugi Po, the general of the Nanjing Commander Command, who was responsible for the defense line of the northern Qi Dynasty, looked indifferently at the southwest plain. There was no snow on the ground, and you could still see the black fertile soil hibernating. His eyes fell through layers of wind and snow and fell on the solemn Nanqing Military Camp that had lasted for decades.

The flags were roaring, the camps were continuous, and the endless blacks were silently stopped in the wind and snow, like a temporary resting beast, which could pounce on Nanjing City at any time!

The two border troops of Yanjing and Beidaying in Nanqing attacked with all their strength. During this period, they broke through three lines of defense laid by the Northern Qi army and rushed north with a prairie fire. They killed countless soldiers of Northern Qi along the way. Now they have arrived twenty miles ahead of the Nanjing defense line and are resting for a while.

It seems that the bloody and cruel siege battle between the two major powers in the world is about to break out under the city of Nanjing. Uesugi Ba couldn't help but squint his eyes, gently stroked the scabbard beside him, and watched his subordinates walking around like ants and preparing to defend the city in the cold weather, feeling the tense and panic atmosphere filled with the city, and couldn't help but sigh.

More than 100,000 cavalry of the Qing army have already arrived. How long can the number one important town in the south of Great Qi be blocked?

Uesugi Baku shook his head, issued several military orders to his subordinate school officials, then turned around and got down from the city wall, and came to the front line camp temporarily placed under the city wall.

This camp is very remote and quiet, and his personal soldiers are guarding it outside. There is no expectation that anyone can get close to it. As soon as they enter the camp, Uesugi looked at the man in the tent who was dressed in civilian clothes but was not angry and powerful. He simply knelt down on one knee on the extreme and said in a deep voice: "Enjoyant father, it seems that Wang Zhikun was killed by the ambush a few days ago. He should not launch an attack within three days."

Everyone in the world thought that the military pillars of the Northern Qi Dynasty were the most fearful of Nan Qing. The army should have been sinking into the Song State City between Qing's waist and abdomen. However, who would have thought that when the Nanjing War was about to begin, this powerful general in the world would be single and came to Nanjing without knowing it!

Uesugi's black silkworm eyebrows shook slightly, and after a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Although Wang Zhikun is a little conservative, he is definitely not a timid person. Otherwise, how could Emperor Qing let him lead the Yanjing soldiers for more than ten years... The harassment in these days seems to be our army taking advantage. In fact, this person is like a turtle, and he has not lured out any soldiers by you."

Uesugiba heard the buzzing voice of his adoptive father echoing in the camp, and a hint of admiration naturally appeared in his eyes when he looked at his adoptive father. He had been back in Nanjing secretly for some time, so he naturally had to prepare for the battle that was coming soon. If it weren't for the adoptive father's secretly transporting troops like a god and using three lines of defense to cut across, it wouldn't be possible that Nanqing's Iron Cavalry would not have reached the city of Nanjing until today.

"Wang Zhikun is so shameless. They are obviously superior in their military power and are in full swing... but they are on the plains and act like defending the city." Uesugi Rao couldn't help but curse when he thought of this.

"I don't ask for merit, but I want no mistakes. Wang Zhikun's power is here... Nanqing." Uesugi Tsuki suddenly withdrew his gaze from the map and looked outside the camp. He sighed: "There are many soldiers and a wide range of generals, but I really don't bully me."

A hint of fatigue suddenly appeared on the face of this famous general of Northern Qi. He returned to Nanjing from Song Guozhou City because he was really worried about defending the place. Once the cavalry of Qing Kingdom really broke through the Nanjing defense line, the central abdomen of the Northern Qi court would directly face the war from the south, and the court would have to be in chaos.

If Uesugi Tiger and others used a clone plan, Nanqing's Iron Cavalry still thought he was still in Song Guozhou City. He was afraid that he was extremely worried. However, he secretly presided over this line of defense in Nanjing, with only one Uesugi Tiger. However, using this method can play a role beyond Uesugi Tiger.

However, facing the more than 100,000 troops of Qingguo's army with strict discipline, excellent military equipment and extremely strong combat power, Uesugi Tiger could not feel relaxed no matter how he used his troops like a god. Especially this time it was not a field battle, but a head-on collision between the two major powers on the Nanjing defense line. In the end, the national strength and momentum were still fighting.

Uesugi Tuo was not afraid of Wang Zhikun. He knew this southern peer too well, so he was not afraid. Over the years, he presided over the military affairs of the Northern Qi and kept his eyes on the imperial palace in the far south of Kyoto. He always thought that he understood Emperor Qing's military thought. If Nan Qing really wanted to carry out the Northern Expedition, according to the theory, he would definitely gather the whole country's strength to attack the north, and at least gather the three roadside troops to advance vigorously with an unstoppable momentum.

However, there are only two roadside troops outside Nanjing. Emperor Qing's courage seems not as powerful as he imagined. Uesugi Tsubaki narrowed his eyes slightly, worried, thinking to himself, what was the king in the south thinking? Is there any trick he didn't see? Can he still defend this country?

The generals value confidence first. However, in the face of Nanqing's strong army, Uesugi Tsuki did not have the confidence to win the battle. He believed that he could stop the opponent's Northern Expedition for a period of time, but how long could it last?

A kind of fatigue occupied Uesugi Tsuki's heart. He suddenly thought of the secret decree from His Majesty a few days ago. He heard that Nan Qing Fan Xian had returned from the temple and should have arrived in Kyoto at this time. Could Da Qi be placed on Emperor Qing's illegitimate son? Will Fan Xian kill Emperor Qing? Can he kill Emperor Qing?

When Uesugihu was watching the Qing army camp tent dozens of miles away in Nanjing city. In the wind and snow, in the Qing army camp tent that lasted for more than ten miles, the commander General Wang Zhikun also looked at the big city in the distance with indifferent eyes. As long as he broke through that city, the most powerful cavalry of the Qing army could enter the vital part of the northern Qi Dynasty. By then, the wind was swept away the clouds. Although he had to face the two defense lines in front of Shangjing City, it must be much easier to fight than now.

Especially when attacking Nanjing at this time, we had to guard against Uesugi Tiger in the city of Song Guozhou behind us. Although the offensive of the Qing army was stable, it lacked the heroic momentum of opening the border and expanding the border back then.

"When will Shi Fei arrive?" Wang Zhikun asked. A side general next to him responded without thinking, "The general should arrive in four days."

Wang Zhikun nodded with some relief. At the beginning of this Northern Expedition, Your Majesty had already drawn up all the strategies. Although he was like the Uecher tiger in Nanjing far away, Wang Zhikun sometimes felt that His Majesty was not as brave as he had in the past, but his confidence in Your Majesty had never weakened.

Your Majesty wanted to send Shi Fei to take over the local field army in Beidaying, but Wang Zhikun felt negatively. He didn't care about letting people take credit, nor did he think that Your Majesty did not trust him, because Shi Fei was his deputy general back then.

What's more, the Northern Expedition is a war in unification of the world. No general dares to hope that he can achieve such great achievements with his own strength alone.

Wang Zhikun occasionally thought that at least he was better than Marshal Ye. Marshal Ye’s status is too noble now and he can only issue orders in the Privy Council of Kyoto, but he cannot lead the troops personally like himself.

How many years have you been preparing? Wang Zhikun stood at the door of the camp, letting the snowflakes fall on his armor, squinting his eyes. Looking at the city of Nanjing in the distance, thinking that his feet were actually standing on the territory of Northern Qi, he suddenly felt infinite passion in his heart.

I have been stationed in Yanjing for more than ten years, and I have been doing today. The magnificent picture is right in front of me. How can I regret it in my life?

Suddenly, a hint of chill flashed in Wang Zhikun's pupils, and his body trembled slightly. Although it was cold, Qingjun's logistics support was not a problem and his momentum was not a problem, but he had always felt extremely uneasy. Lord Xiao Fan has returned to Kyoto. Will Your Majesty be safe?

The Northern Qi Palace built along the mountain is built with mountain streams on the mountain. The mountain stream flows along the mountain path to the bottom to form a clear pond. There are bluestones beside the pond. The clear water in the pond flows towards the outside of the palace along a deliberately opened gap.

The Emperor of Northern Qi was wearing a cloak, wearing a dragon robe inside, his eyebrows were raised slightly like a sword, and his lips were pursed tightly. He sat next to the gap in the pool. He was silent for a long time and said nothing.

Haitang stood beside him with his back facing away from him, his eyes following the clear water flowing out of the pond. He kept looking at the beautiful palace, the river slowly walking in the capital in winter.

Before the incident in Dadongshan, Master Kuhe had a conversation with the Queen Mother in this pool, which determined something, and finally went away and returned in despair. He died at the hands of Emperor Qing.

Now the Northern Qi court is facing the threat of the powerful monarch in the south again. However, this time the threat is more real and direct than the last time. Countless cavalry of the Qing Kingdom have embarked on the road to invade the north. I don’t know when I will not kill this ancient capital and ignite this beautiful black and green palace.

"I can't put all hope on him." The Northern Qi emperor's eyebrows slightly flat, his face was slightly light, and he slowly spoke: "Although I believe that he has an irreconcilable hatred with Emperor Qing, Emperor Qing is his biological father after all. I probably know more about Fan Xian's naive and innocent feelings than many people."

"And the most important thing is that according to the words of the little master, the blind master has become an idiot." The Emperor of Northern Qi lowered his head and looked at his face that was somewhat deformed in the water. He suddenly felt that the chill between heaven and earth had become an unprecedented burden. He was so stressed that he was almost breathless. He said with a slight disappointment: "If this is true, who can kill that king in the Nanqing Palace?"

"Everyone knows the ambition of the people of Qing. I have been preparing for it for so many years. However, when the war broke out, I realized that I still underestimated the strength of the Qing army." The Emperor of Northern Qi raised his face, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. "It was just two roadside troops that could reach the city of Nanjing. If Emperor Qing really attacked the whole country, even Uesugi Tiger would not be able to support it for too long."

"If General Uesugi cannot hold on, what will your Majesty do?" Haitang slowly turned around and asked calmly at this time.

"Take all the strength of the whole country to fight with me." The Emperor of Northern Qi responded with a smile, without thinking at all, "This world is my world after all, and even if it is to be broken, it will be broken in my hands. I have never thought of giving up."

Haitang didn't say anything anymore, but just looked out of the palace quietly, looking south, and gently squatting his hands.

The territory controlled by Dongyi City. At the junction of Song State and Xiaoliang State, the land blown by the sea breeze has warmer and wetland weather than Shangjing City and Kyoto. The trees in the mountains still retain a rare blue color. Who knows that if you cross the ridge in front of you, walk through the land of Song State, and cross the small city of the state, you will come to a land of stern snow?

The land of Shuoxue was the land where Nanqing sent troops. After the Northern Qi retreated, it defended and countless people fought and died.

The eldest prince of Qing Kingdom, who had been silent in the world for more than a year, was now looking straight into the sky in the warm mountains and fields, imagining the solemn wind and snow.

Behind him were more than 10,000 loyal subordinates, and there was a black line in the mountains, which was the four thousand black cavalry handed over to him by Fan Xian. However, Jing Ge, who led these black cavalry, seemed not very willing to listen to him.

If Wang Shisanlang had not returned to Dongyi City, he would have brought Fan Xian's personal military order to Jing Ge.

The eldest prince withdrew his gaze and glanced at Wang Shisanlang beside him. He had no emotional reaction on his heroic face. Although the number of troops he was commanding at this time was not large, it was the most powerful force that Dongyi City relied on. If he joined the battlefield between the two countries at this time, especially from the Song Guozhou city that Uesugi had won by Uesugi last year, it would probably bring shocking results to the world.

However, Fan Xian did not ask or ask him to do so. Fan Xian just handed over all his strength to his elder brother, and then told him his judgment and analysis of the world situation through Wang Shisanlang's mouth, and then he said nothing more.

The eldest prince kicked the horse's belly lightly and led more than 10,000 elite soldiers towards the northwest with a silent expression. After a few breaths, the four thousand black cavalry above the mountain also began to pull out with the permanent solemn and dark aura.

He was silent immediately and knew very well why Fan Xian didn't give him any specific words, because he was the same as Fan Xian. Although they all had the blood of Dongyi City, they were Qing people after all, and most of the powerful elite forces were Qing people.

If Nan Qing was in the Northern Expedition, would he, the Qing people, betray the imperial court and fight back? I'm afraid no one can do such a thing. Although these people are exiled people, they can't be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor, but betraying the king and treason are two different concepts.

However, it is impossible to watch Emperor Qing break up the Northern Qi in a turbulent manner. Because if that happens, Dongyi City will naturally be the second target of the powerful Qing army. Today, Dongyi City has nominal ownership of Daqing, but under the power of Fan Xian and the eldest prince, the Nanqing court cannot control this place at all. Once there is a chance to launch troops to truly conquer, I think the Qing court will not miss an opportunity.

If Dongyi City arrived at that time, the eldest prince would naturally be destroyed, and the eldest prince would have no choice but to die. From the moment Chen Pingping died, the eldest prince had already made such mental preparations. However, now knowing what Fan Xian was going to do in Kyoto, the eldest prince's heart could not help but feel a little gloomy.

Whether Fan Xian wins or loses, his mood will be gloomy because that person is his father, his mother is still in the palace of Qingguodi, and his wives and concubines are still in Kyoto.

The eldest prince slowly raised his head, looked at the direction of Kyoto, sighed for a moment, squinted his eyes slightly, remained silent for a long time, and said nothing.

The war in the world has begun, the Shura field has been laid, bones are buried in the road, flesh and blood are splattering in the wild, crows are roaring in the wind and snow in the sky, endless murder and danger have enveloped the whole world, like lingering shadows, covering the sky above all the heads of all the people.

In such a tense situation, many people's eyes, including the mighty generals, the supreme emperors, and the lonely sons on the battlefield, were actually staring at Kyoto, because they knew that the real victory or defeat, the trend of the world was still in Kyoto Nanqing, between the father and son who were particularly cruel and ruthless to others and themselves.

As His Majesty the Emperor of Qing once said to Ye Wan, the life and death between him and Fan Xian is the real situation. However, this situation is not set by manpower, but the situation formed by the cause and effect of fate over the past few decades. In this process of condensation, His Majesty the Emperor himself, the dead woman, Chen Pingping in the autumn rain, and even Fan Xian himself played a role in fueling the fire. In the end, this situation was no longer solved and became a dead end.

Only a sword can cut open the knot, and only life and death can be liberated.

In the Kyoto city, which was stared at by countless eyes, the people could not feel the bloody smell on the front line, and they didn't even know the shocking events that happened in the Forbidden Palace at this time. They lived a peaceful life as usual, except for the people at the entrance of the Tianhe Trailout Road, they were crying constantly.

Mr. Hu in the bachelor's mansion could not hear these crying sounds. But he knew what was going on in the palace at the first time. It was not the day of the grand dynasty meeting. He still had enough eyeliner and level, so he was stunned.

A year ago, all the officials in the He Sect were killed by Fan Xian and the Supervisory Office. During this year, Grand Secretary Hu led his subordinates, the Secretariat and the Three Temples, Three Courts and Six Departments to manage the Qing State's court in an orderly manner. Even when His Majesty was seriously injured and could not take matters, the Grand Secretary was still calm and peaceful, and the Dongshan fell in front of him without changing his expression, effectively maintaining the peace of Qing State.

However, when I heard the news today, all the calmness and calmness of Grand Secretary Hu suddenly collapsed. He did not apply face protection cream today, so the wrinkles on his face seemed particularly deep, and he stood in the garden of the Bachelor's Mansion. He seemed particularly old, begging God not to bring any misfortune to Daqing.

In another poor house in Kyoto, in a simple house, Sun Jingxiu, the former Kyoto Prefecture Prefecture who had been released from prison for a long time, was supported by his daughter, Miss Sun's family, and was coughing while drinking medicine. He was almost killed in prison. If it weren't for the wife of Fan's mansion secretly taking care of him, this serious Kyoto Prefecture Prefecture Prefecture would have been dead. However, the Sun family has long been defeated. In addition to the family of three generations, all the servants have gone, and the concubine has also escaped, and life is really unbearable.

Sun Pin'er comforted her father with a gentle voice, but thought in her heart that she would go to Fan's mansion to thank the princess for the medicine given by her, but she had no clothes to wear. She also thought that if Lord Xiao Fan is poor now, she is dead or alive? She couldn't help but become a little confused for a moment.

At this time, Lin Wan'er sat in the flower hall with a serious expression in the face of Fan's mansion. Sisi sat behind her, holding a child each. She said to the wife of Tengjia in front of her, "It is unnecessary to escape, but the servants in the mansion will be dispersed, so they will be dispersed."

Teng’s wife vaguely guessed something and was willing to leave. Lin Wan’er would not force her, because even if she wanted to leave, she wouldn’t be able to leave completely. She just stared at Fan Liang in her arms in a daze.

Fan Ruoru was summoned to the palace last night, and there was no news of His Majesty's health recently, so Lin Wan'er immediately guessed something. Especially since last night, the strange atmosphere that began to permeate Kyoto, which made her stronger her confidence.

You are still alive, why don’t you go home and see it first? Even if your uncle wants to kill you, you want to kill your uncle, but...but...didn’t you let me see you for the last time before?

As soon as I thought of this, sadness came from it, and a few tears fell from her eyes and dripped on Fan Liang's young face that was full of confusion.

While Lin Wan'er was helpless and sadly worried about Fan Xian's life and death, Fan Ruoru, who was summoned to the palace last night, had successfully escaped from the custody of the inner court masters and disappeared into the deep palaces. Now the Earth Palace is in chaos, and her whereabouts cannot be found for a while. It seems that this girl's family is not only Qingshan's successful in learning skills. Wuzhu's training for her on the snowy night in Cangshan was much more successful than the teachings she had at the beginning.

At this time, she was wearing a palace maid's clothes, but she felt very moving. The clothes slowly fluttered in the drizzle, and walked slowly towards the Tai Chi Hall along the wall of the palace wall. Along the way, she saw the pale-faced eunuchs and palace maids who were shocked by the fighting, running secretly towards the harem. Who would care about who she was and what she was doing.

Then at a remote palace gate that was about to turn to Tai Chi Hall, she saw the eunuch Hong Zhu, as if Hong Zhu had been waiting for her here for a long time. The two looked at each other calmly.

Fan Ruoru looked at Hong Zhu calmly, but in fact, countless thoughts had changed into her mind, because she didn't know why, a few months ago, the popular eunuch general manager suddenly contacted her secretly.

Hong Zhu hunched away from the palace gate. He didn't explain anything, because he thought that Lord Fan was dead. After thinking about it for a long time, the little thing hidden in his bones finally made him find Miss Fan and tell his relationship with Fan Xian. Perhaps... it was just this eunuch who was unwilling to let himself keep the secret between him and Fan Xian and wait alone in the deep palace.

Fan Ruoru knew that her brother was still alive, and with the help of the eunuch, she sneaked into the palace. This fact made her very happy, but then the joy turned into deep worries because she knew what her brother entered the palace to do.

She walked to the palace gate and walked to a large copper jar containing water. Through the palace gate, she listened to the heart-wrenching sounds in the imperial city not far away, the sounds of iron chisels piercing the armor and bones. The worry between her eyebrows was even heavier, knowing that even the master was here today.

Then, through the gap between the palace gate, she looked at the figure of Minghuang in front of the main hall of Taiji Hall in the distance, pursed her lips slightly, not knowing how long she had been silent. Finally made up her mind.

The blood flowing out of Wuzhu's body was also hot and red, but it was golden and red, gradually fading away in the light rain. Not many people could notice it, but these ascetics wearing hats noticed it.

At this moment, all the ascetics fell to the rain and knelt in front of Wuzhu. They were originally the most powerful personal defense force of Emperor Qing, but at this moment, they had to surrender to this limp blind man.
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