"The wind is rising!" Dujian said in a tired voice. The guards stood behind him with their wheelchairs, silently accompanying him up the tower and looking into the distance.

After a long time, Yang Fuguang never spoke.

Yang Fuguang was right, it was indeed a wind.

The red sun that was flat west had gradually faded into the west. I don’t know when it started, and then a cloud rose and the dusk suddenly arrived. Not long after, it had faintly reached the high pagoda of the mountain temple to the west. The clouds were sunset, and in a blink of an eye, the sky and the earth were different. The sky had changed, and then a cool breeze blew up to the city, which made the city tower more and more empty and stern.

The guards knew the weather at all. He often marched outside and knew that the wind was the vanguard of the rain. The wind had already blown, and the rain was imminent.

Especially in such summers, it is often stormy.

"The clouds of the stream were sunken on the pavilion at the beginning of their rise, and the storm was about to come and the wind filled the building." A powerful voice came with a sound of footsteps. The guards looked up and saw that it was the Shizhong, the Chief of the Procuratorial Officer, and the governor of Yiwu, Wang Chucun, just nodded coldly to him. As Yang Fuguang's confidant guard commander, he had no good feelings for Wang Chucun, who just knew his destiny now. Wang Chucun was born in a Wannian family. His father and father Wang Zong were once the Sikong of the Procuratorial Officer. He was a commander of the Xingyuan Army. He was also good at management and was rich.

Fang, whose family has a billion yuan and is very good at managing relationships and connections. Wang Chucun had long been in the imperial guards with his father's mercy. In his early years, he was actually a member of the Yang family in the imperial guards, but later he defected to Tian Lingzi. A few years ago, someone was assassinated in the palace. Wang Chucun led the Shence Army to rescue the emperor, and was trusted by the emperor Li Yan, and was appointed as the governor of the Yiwu Army. Unfortunately, he was not lucky. Although he was granted the title of Jieshou in Yizhen. Unfortunately, before he took office, the towns in Hebei rebelled against the court. After that, he fought and stopped. Yiwu Town changed several masters, but Wang Chucun had never obtained them.

Huang Chao broke Chang'an, and Wang Chucun went to Xichuan. Later, the situation gradually improved, and he led his army to participate in the battle of Guanzhong under Tian Lingzi's order. As a result, when he first recovered Chang'an, he was greedy for me and made a rash progress. Huang Chao killed him and almost died. Although he escaped, his troops suffered heavy losses. Later, the Tian family fell out of favor, and the Yang brothers were favored, and Wang Chucun rejoined the Yang brothers.

But the guards never liked Wang Chucun, who had always been elegant and elegant, and even his brother Wang Chuzhi did not like him. In his opinion, such a noble man could have his current status all depends on his family background and wealth. He did not have any real ability.

Wang Chucun is always so handsome and walks without any rush or slowness. He is in his early fifties, but he looks less than forty years old, with black hair, sword eyebrows, starry eyes, red lips, teeth and mouth, and he is so handsome.

The wind blew, and the sky became more and more gloomy. Even with every breath, you could feel the moisture in the air. Yang Fuguang undoubtedly smelled it, so he sat quietly in the wheelchair. The wheelchair made by the best royal craftsman in the palace was made of rosewood, and the wheels were made of ebony. The wheelchair's wheels could turn and could be easily pushed without anyone pushing. The car was also equipped with extremely comfortable goose plush cushions.

For most of the day after dusk, Yang Fuguang sat here, watching the sun fading, the wind and clouds surging, and the storm was coming!

Wang Chucun was always so elegant. He was a noble young man with great etiquette, but he was definitely not an excellent commander. The guards had heard that Yang Gong commented on Wang Chucun like this.

When his elegant figure appeared on the city tower, Yang Fuguang did not look back, but waved his hand, saying hello. "It turns out that Yunxian has also read this poem by Xu Hun!"

The sixth-generation grandson of Xu Yushi, the prime minister of the Empress Wu Dynasty, was named a Jinshi in the sixth year of Dahe in Wenzong. He served as Dangtu, Taiping Ling, Supervisor Censor, Runzhou Sima, Yu Ministry of Justice, Mu, and Yingzhou Governor. Yang Fuguang also read his poems. Xu Hun returned to the village of Dingmaoqiao, Runzhou in his later years and compiled his own collection of poems, called "Dingmao Collection". His poems are all in a similar style, with many five-seven lines, with mature and steady syntax, and the tone and tone are one pattern, which is the so-called "Dingmao style". Poems often write "water", so there is a satirical "Xu Hun's thousand poems wet". Although Yang Fuguang reads his poems, he did not admire him for a long time. In his eyes, Xu Hun is like Wen Tingyun. Their poems blindly pursue leisure and leisure, which is actually escaping reality. Their writing skills are very high, but they lack a strong and tall character, revealing a weak character.

Wang Chucun likes Xu Hun's poems, but he is not surprised at all. Isn't Wang Chucun's bones the representation that way?

Hearing Yang Fuguang pointed out Xu Hun's name, he was a little surprised, but he soon realized that Yang Fuguang did not want to talk about Xu Hun's intention. Moreover, he did not come here to talk about Xu Hun. "Yang Gong, Taiyuan is lost, Hedong Town has all fallen into the hands of Li Jing. Except for the An Jinquan brothers who fled from Hedong with Li Keyong's young son Li Cunxu, Hedong Town has disappeared, and the elite Shatuo Ban Army, which is the elite warrior of a hundred battles, is already gone." Although Wang Chucun was considered by Yang Fuguang to be a talented general, in fact, from a general perspective, Wang Chucun, who was just over 50 years old, is an experienced general. The imperial guards have been guarding for many years, and have fought many small battles, and even in the battle of Chang'an

In such a dangerous situation, he can break through, which shows that he is not useless. However, if compared with someone like Gao Pian and Li Jing, he is a lower level. Wang Cuncun is of the same level as Zhou Bao, the former Imperial Army General, but he cannot be a general. He is tall, strong, but not a general. He is wearing a dark gold woven silk cloak full of his taste and style. The armor on his body is the same dark gold plate armor, which was made by the Wang family's military workshop imitated the Qin army plate armor. He hung a sword decorated with jade utensils on his waist, and a pair of dark gold gloves woven in gold silk on his hands. This outfit and his figure and face are really eye-catching.

Yang Fuguang still didn't reply: "Our family already knows this news."

"Then Mr. Yang knew that Li Jing was not satisfied with this. He had already sent troops to Zhenwu, Baoda, Zhaoyi, Heyang and other places. Moreover, Li Jing personally took charge of Taiyuan and sent his three sworn brothers to attack Henoi in the south?" Wang Chucun asked Yang Fuguang.

"Mr. Yang already knows it." The guards were a little dissatisfied with Wang Chucun's attitude. "Mr. Yang received military information from Hedong last night."

A hundred thousand urgent military secret letters were delivered through Fei Ge in the fastest time. When Yang Fuguang returned to this letter, he had almost guessed the result. He had not opened the seal for a long time. He sat in the study all night and slept all night. Finally, when the morning light shone into the window, he finally picked up the seal and read the letter in front of the window to Chen Guang.

Wang Chucun held his hands together, "Li Jing's offensive was too fast and sharp. It took him only a month to wipe out the two towns of Chengde and Weibo, which had been standing in Hebei for more than a hundred years but had not fallen. Now it took only more than half a month to occupy Hedong, the important northern town of Hedong. Li Jing went to three towns in a row and had almost never experienced any battles. His troops were still strong and his food was still rich. He could still continue to move south. Yang Gong, Wang Chongrong of Hezhong could not stop Li Jing. If Hezhong was taken down again, the two capitals would be in danger!"

Yang Fuguang sat in a wheelchair and showed a bitter expression. The situation in the two capitals was critical. Would he not know?

The plan always couldn't keep up with the changes. He negotiated peace with Li Jing in order to keep the court's already less strict discipline. In order to revive the court, he even abandoned the second towns in Hebei to compromise with Li Jing. He wanted to get some breathing opportunities. But who would have thought that this would become a life-threatening rope.

He not only underestimated Li Jing, but also Zhu Wen, but also overestimated Li Keyong.

Originally, he thought Zhu Wen was just a rebel general who returned to the team, and no one came to interfere in dealing with him. Although he did not think Zhu Wen was completely incompetent like others, he only thought that Zhu Wen was at most Ge Congzhou and others. The court still had this strength to deal with Zhu Wen. After dealing with Zhu Wen and taking over his territory, he could just expand the strength of the court and also kill the chicken to warn the monkey.

It was too late to regret everything. Li Keyong, who trusted and trusted, died of Li Keyong's hand. Although he took half of Zhu Wen's territory and took the two towns of Shaanxi Guo and Jin Shang, after all, he did not win this time. He did not win, Zhu Wen did not win, and even Tian Lingzi did not win. They underestimated Li Jing, and Li Jing was the biggest winner.

Although he captured the two towns and instigated Yang Shili, he lost more. Li Keyong died, so Hedong Town was also lost. Zhu Wen threw himself into the field, which made Xuanwu, who was originally Luoyang's barrier, now the biggest confidant in Luoyang. Even Xuzhou was swallowed by Zhu Wen. What's even more dangerous is that this originally planned pig killing operation was just a small battle that could quickly end, but now it has become a chaotic battle. The two courts of Chang'an and Chengdu have been fighting hard to distinguish. Li Jing, who has been eyeing him, can finally reap the benefits of the fisherman. The chaos in Shannan made the Chang'an court lose control again, and Jingnan, Eyue, Shannan, Hunan, Jiangxi and other places that had finally won over, which had been hard to win over.

Li Jing had swept Hebei and took Taiyuan. The sharp minions had reached in front of Luoyang and Chang'an, and the situation had completely changed.

Under the city gate tower, Yang Fuguang was sitting in a wheelchair. A series of blows, coupled with the long-term efforts of leading the troops outside, caused him to get seriously ill. However, he had been holding on, but now he finally couldn't hold on. He had to sit in the wheelchair and couldn't even walk. His sick legs were supported in front of him, and deep bags of eyes were hung under his turbid eyes. It was because of physical pain or continuous blows of bad news that the people next to him had no way to know.

Teams of guards on the city walls on both sides are on guard. The increasingly worse situation has made more and more guards on the city and the atmosphere is becoming more and more tense.

"Not long ago, Huang Chao's army swept over, and Tian Lingzi ordered to give up the defense of the Dongdu and withdraw his troops back to Chang'an. Then, not long after, he hurriedly took the emperor to hunt west without fighting, and left the two capitals one after another. It was easy to send it out, but it took a lot of difficulty to recover the two capitals. You have participated in the two battles in Chang'an, you should know."

Wang Chucun nodded. He will never forget the battle in Chang'an. In the first battle, he almost threw it into Chang'an City. The second time, he finally took revenge and the current official title was rewarded with the merit of regaining Chang'an.

Yang Fuguang patted his knees, and a trace of perseverance appeared in his muddy gaze: "Our family is not Tian Lingzi, and we will never give up the two capitals. Since Li Jing is aggressive and unwilling to give up, we can only stay with us to the end and fight endlessly!"

"The bloody battle never ended!" Wang Chucun and the guards couldn't help but shout with a little excitement in their expressions. No matter what, they were all soldiers, and no soldier was willing to escape before the battle. What's more, Tian Lingzi could still escape to Xichuan, and where could they escape and escape to the Western Regions?

"Yunxian, our family plans to ask you to recruit 30,000 people to reinforce King Chongrong of Hezhong. Do you dare to go?"

Wang Chucunteng stood up straight and said in a deep voice: "Use me in the first battle, and I will win. Please rest assured that Yang Gong is willing to defend the river to the death. He will never let Li Jing go south and step south, let alone let them cross the Yellow River!"

"Well, it's very good!" Yang Fuguang nodded seriously. If there were good candidates, he did not intend to hand over this difficult task to him, but he looked around and there was really no suitable candidate around him. There was no general in Shu, and Liao Hua was the pioneer.

Thinking back then, famous generals in the court were also released, including Cui Anqian, Zhang Zimian, Zeng Yuanyu, etc. Unfortunately, these people have now become important officials and generals under Li Jing. Even a powerful general like Li Keyong died at the hands of Zhu Wen. The other generals are all commanders of the town. Even at this moment, it is probably impossible to transfer them to resist Li Jing.

After Wang Chucun said goodbye and left to prepare to dispatch troops to rescue Hezhong, Yang Fuguang sat in a wheelchair and pondered for a long time. Finally, he said hoarsely: "Call Secretary Zhang to come here."

Secretary Zheng was soon reported, and Yang Fuguang said: "Our family wants to write a few letters, I will read you to write."

The first letter Yang Fuguang wanted to write was for Zhu Wen, but this letter was neither persuading surrender nor threatening. Instead, it was a letter that planned to abandon past grudges with Zhu Wen and reconcile to fight against Li Jing together. This surprised the secretary and the guards. Unexpectedly, Mr. Yang would have such an idea. What shocked them even more was that Mr. Yang planned a pig-killing operation not long ago, and even took Zhu Wen's two towns and killed brother Zhu Wen. But now he could write to Zhu Wen as if nothing had happened, saying that he would abandon the misunderstanding and ignore past grudges, and join forces together. The secretary and secretary wrote while thinking, how could Zhu Wen agree to such a proposal?

However, the second letter surprised them even more. The second letter was written to Tian Lingzi, and he also asked for reconciliation and joined forces to deal with Li Jing. Moreover, Yang Fuguang even showed considerable sincerity. He abandoned Yang Shili, who had just instigated the rebellion, and promised that as long as Tian Lingzi agreed to abandon his past grudges and fight against Li Jing together, he was willing to give Yang Shili the head to Tian Lingzi and return Dongchuan Town to Tian Lingzi again.

Secretary Zhang's wrist was hanging there, and the tip of the pen did not fall down several times. He looked up at Yang Fuguang with some confusion, thinking that Yang Fuguang was a little sick and rushed to seek medical treatment, or was he completely confused? Otherwise, how could he have joined forces with Zhu Wen and Tian Lingzi and the others?
Chapter completed!