Chapter 127: The closing of the official position in eastern Yunnan

The night was already very deep, the sky was dark and there was no starlight, and there was a thin mist floating in the house. Except for the noisy near the city walls, other places in the eastern Yunnan city were terriblely quiet. Every household was closed tightly, and the room was pitch black. It seemed that in one day, women, children and children disappeared. A team of Tang Dynasty cavalry rushed past the streets and rushed straight towards the Wu Temple. The roaring horse hooves dissipated the mist, and countless pairs of horror flashed out of the cracks in the door. Seeing that it was the Tang army, they felt relieved and their eyes disappeared.

Li Qing took the lead. In his arms, the boy was still sleeping soundly, resting his head on his arms, with fair skin, thin body, and long eyelashes that looked like a girl. He was Han Rijin's only son. According to his own name, Han Shuang, he was only eleven years old this year. According to the agreement between the two parties, Han Rijin sent him to the Tang army as a qualifier and would also send him to Chang'an to study in the future.

There were lights and candles in front of the Wu Temple. Several believers were about to close the door. When they saw a team of cavalry coming from a distance, they hurried in to report the news. A team of Tang soldiers quickly arrived at the Wu Temple. Li Qing turned over and dismounted. The young man woke up suddenly. He looked at Li Qing in fear. Seeing his arms stretched towards him, he instinctively shrank back, but could not escape. He was carried off by Li Qing.

"Don't scare the kids!"

The witch who heard the news saw the horror on Han Shuang's face and quickly came down to hold his hand, "Han Shuang, do you still know me?"

Hanshuang looked at the witch. Seeing her kind eyebrows in the firelight, she had a vague impression. This impression immediately turned into a support, hid behind her like a bird, and looked at Li Qing timidly.

Li Qing handed the child to her and asked in a deep voice: "Is he indeed Han Rijin's son?"

The witch stroked his head, a strange flashed in her eyes, and she nodded and smiled: "Han Rijin actually brought his flesh to his heart. It seems that he has made up his mind."

"That's good, I'll leave this child to you. I see that he's a little scared. It's not appropriate to put it in the military camp." After Li Qing said that, he felt something and subconsciously looked at the Wu Temple. He saw a black-clad scholar standing at the gate, holding his hand on the door, with a black scarf on his face, and only a pair of beautiful eyes were exposed, his eyes were hazy, and he was staring at him in a daze.

Li Qing was stunned. He wanted to run up, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground. He wanted to call her, but his throat was choked and he couldn't say a word. The two of them had been separated for less than ten days, as if tens of millions of years had passed, extremely familiar but extremely strange.

"Go! Say something to her."

Li Qing followed the witch up the steps and slowly walked up to her. A Wan slowly took off the black scarf covering her face, revealing a magnificent face. Although her face was a little pale, the dazzling glory stunned everyone, including the thin young man. A Wan smiled sweetly, but a trace of gloom flashed in her eyes. She didn't say anything, but just gently held Li Qing's big hand with her slender and cold hands to experience the reliable warmth.

"Child, let's go inside."

The witch hugged Hanshuang's shoulders and walked into the temple. Hanshuang couldn't stop looking back and stared at Awan blankly, with a little nostalgia in her eyes.

Walking into the wing room, Li Qing grabbed her, hugged her tightly in his arms, and kissed her wildly and roughly, as if the long-established volcano suddenly erupted. A Wan only let out a "moan" and lost in his fanaticism.

She suddenly felt his hand reaching into her clothes, as if she was thinking of something, and pushed him away in panic, panting, "We can't do this!"

Li Qingxin suddenly became cold. He slowly turned around and said indifferently for a long time: "So, have you decided to be a witch?"

Awan felt the indifference in his tone and felt extremely uncomfortable. She walked over slowly, hugged his waist from behind, and pressed her face against his back, but her eyes turned red, "It's not what you thought. I really want to go back to Chang'an with you, but, but, give me some more time, okay?"

"How long do you need? How many days, months or years."

"I don't know how much time it will take. When I figure out something, I will go to you."

"I think you are really fascinated by witchcraft!"

Li Qing suddenly turned around, pressed her shoulder, stared at her eyes and said, "Do you think you can really hide it? Your father will soon know that you are not dead. He will capture you back and marry someone else as a means to win over the hearts of the people."

Awan shook her head, "I don't care about him, and he can't catch me. I just want to calm down and think about it carefully. This is my lifelong decision, and I don't want to be hasty."

She grabbed Li Qing's hand tightly, her eyes looking forward and firm, "If I go to find you, I will be with you for the rest of my life. I don't care about any status, but you should think about it for me, and I also long to do something. Please don't force me, okay?"

Li Qingyi was dawn. It seemed that he had known Awan for the first time today. In this era of patriarchal power, in the Tang Dynasty where women were just vassals of men, the beautiful girl in front of him actually had an independent heart. He was a little moved, but he was also very sad. He could understand her pain, but what about him?

Li Qingqiang squeezed his smile and stroked her face and said, "I once told the witch that it is your own business. If you want to stay, I will not force you. This was originally said to her, but now it falls on your own."

Awan took off a necklace from her neck, hung it on Li Qing's chest, staring at him blankly, and a teardrop quietly slid down her white porcelain-like face. Suddenly, she tried her best to hug his neck and kissed it hard. A bright smile appeared in her tears, and then ran out, and her beautiful figure gradually disappeared at the end of the temple.

Li Qing watched her back disappear and stroked the necklace on her chest. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and walked towards the hall.

The witch stood under the statue of the god, silently stared at him and walked away with his head held high. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself: "Wait in hope! Li Qing, there are some things you will never imagine."

The Hanguiwang camp has also become quiet. From tomorrow on the fierce battle is about to begin. The soldiers have supper and return to the tent early. Several veterans on duty gathered in front of the military gate to wait for the change of duty. At this time, a tall soldier ran over, holding a few pieces of freshly roasted meat in his hand, and said to everyone: "Each one piece, take it quickly!"

Everyone was overjoyed and quickly reached out to take it. They ate it voraciously. The tall soldier's eyes slanted, but saw the oldest veteran squeezing the barbecue secretly into his arms. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Brother Awang, you can't keep it. This battle may end. The meat will be broken at that time. Eat first! If you have enough, run faster tomorrow and you can save your life."

When the veteran named Awang saw that he was discovered, his face turned red and he had to take out the meat. He said, "My family is paying back the food! But the few cubs at home want to eat some meat. They wanted to go up the mountain to get some wild game, but when they encountered this incident, they were sent by the village chief."

"You have nothing to eat at home!" Another veteran cursed: "Now all the food in any family has been conquered. Do you still have food in your family? Unless the sun hits the west, our family will rely on digging some fern cakes up the mountain to survive. It would be good if people don't starve to death."

"That's right! Now it's time for the young and old, my family is hoping that I can go into the mountains to get some mountain goods, but I just have to fight again. It's okay, but there is my uncle in the eastern city of Yunnan, and my cousin in the defenders on the city wall. Let's talk about what this is called!"

At this time, the tall soldier leaned his head and saw a few people walking quickly towards this side. He hurriedly said, "Stop talking, someone is here!"

Everyone immediately lowered their heads and said nothing. The footsteps approached, and only one person laughed and said, "You all go back to sleep! I will send someone else to stand guard tonight." Everyone recognized it as the military advisor Han Rijin and stood up one after another.

Han Rijin seemed to have lost a lot of weight and looked a little haggard. Seeing that everyone was not moving, he smiled and waved his hand and said, "Go! It's getting late, go to bed early!"

Since the military advisor spoke, everyone went back to the camp. Seeing that everyone was walking away, the smile on Han Rijin's face gradually disappeared. He waved his hand gently, and his subordinates quickly stepped forward to catch the gate of the camp. He looked up at the sky again and thought to himself, "It's time!" He turned around and walked towards King Han Gui's tent.

King Hangui was fifty years old, but his demand for women was even stronger than that of young people. He didn't like to live in tents and went out to fight. Once he stayed for a longer time, he always wanted people to build a small castle to accommodate his concubines with his army. But this time he did not take women for the first time. He wanted to end the war in a few days and return with prisoners of war and women. It was not unreasonable for him to think so. A few days ago, he came to Dongdong City in Diandong City and had discovered the weakness of this city, which was the city gate. Dongdong City in Diandong City was built on the mountain, without a moat, and only a shallow trenches. As long as he resisted the enemy's bow and arrow, he could use a giant tree to break the city gate. For this reason, he specially made a batch of wooden beasts that blocked arrows, and he could break the city tomorrow.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the tent. First, the personal soldiers whispered, and then Han Rijin's answer was that his brother was coming and he was about to discuss tomorrow's war. King Han Gui stood up from his seat and saw a curtain lifting, Han Rijin walked in.

"How is the situation in the camp?"

Han Rijin glanced at him and saw that there was no one else in the tent. A short sword quietly slid out of his sleeve. He replied casually: "It's great, nothing is wrong!"

King Hangui glanced at him and saw that his face was extremely pale, and he felt a little surprised. Just as he was about to ask, he heard a sound of fighting from the door, followed by a few low howls, and immediately returned to quiet again.

"What happened!" King Hangui frowned and walked out of the tent. Suddenly, he reacted and turned around and fisted suddenly, but it was too late. A sharp short sword was sank into his body, leaving only the handle exposed. King Hangui screamed, stumbled backwards, pointing at Han Rijin, unable to say a word. Finally, he only heard him apologize, "Brother, I'm sorry! I also want to be the lord of Eastern Yunnan."

This was the last sentence that King Hangui heard in the world. A trace of self-deprecating smile appeared on his face, his lips moved, his hands fell down dejectedly, and he fell to the ground and died.

Han Rijin closed his eyes in pain until his brother died. After a moment, his eyes suddenly opened, two hot gazes shot out, and immediately rushed out of the camp and shouted, "There are assassins! There are assassins!"

His men also shouted, "Catch him! Hurry up!"

The entire camp was in agitation. Duan Rujian, the confidant general of Han Rijin, commanded a team of fully armed soldiers to control the military camp in a planned and step-by-step manner. No one was allowed to leave the tent. The generals were invited to the central army tent to discuss matters urgently. The head of Han Guiwang had been cut off by the assassin. The body was covered with black cloth and was closely monitored. No one was allowed to approach. Several generals loyal to Han Guiwang were also mysteriously missing. The people present looked at each other and everyone saw a little clue. Not to mention that the soldiers on duty that night were replaced by Han Rijin's people, and Han Guiwang's personal soldiers were all killed by the assassin. How could this be possible? But these were no longer important. Han Rijin sat in the throne of the commander, giving orders without any scruples, and strongly hinting to everyone.

About an hour later, in a corner of the camp, a sound arrow flew towards the east city of Yunnan, making a sharp roar. Li Qing, who had just returned from the Wu Temple, looked up at the arrow, and his heart quietly fell down. Han Rijin had already succeeded.

The next morning, the loud and dull drum sounded rhythmically, dispelling the mist and echoed in the vast valleys. The entire Hanguiwang camp of the camp mourned and began to withdraw slowly. The defenders on the city were puzzled. At this time, a cavalry rushed over and shot a letter on the city tower. A soldier picked it up and handed it to Han Chongdao. After Han Chongdao saw it, an unbelievable look appeared in his eyes. Li Qing walked up and smiled and said, "Congratulations to Governor Han. King Hanguiwang's death, the King of Diandong will sooner or later be your belongings."

Han Chongdao suddenly woke up and stared at Li Qing and said, "King Han Gui was stabbed, but did you send someone to do it?"

Li Qing smiled faintly and handed him a wooden box, "I saw that the two Han fight and suffered heavy casualties, so I helped you. But Han Rijin was not interested in fighting. Since he wrote a letter to ask for peace, according to my opinion, if the governor Han thinks about the people, then please accept it!"

Han Chongdao took it and opened the wooden box suspiciously. His hands suddenly trembled. He stared at his mortal enemy in the wooden box and couldn't help laughing to the sky, as if years of aggrievance had been released at this moment. Gradually, his laughter stopped, and a sinister look appeared in his eyes, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "No! How can I let go of this God-given opportunity?"

He ignored Li Qing anymore, turned around and shouted loudly, "Come the team quickly and follow me out of the city to kill the enemy!"

Li Qing looked at his extremely excited back, and an undetectable sneer flashed in his eyes. He gave Nan Jiyun a wink at the back. Nan Jiyun understood and quickly turned around on the city wall.

A moment later, the gate of the eastern city of Yunnan opened wide, and Han Chongdao led his army to cover it out. Han Ri march seemed unprepared and seemed panicked. When the two armies were still a hundred steps apart, Han Ri march suddenly changed its position. The panicked soldiers behind him scattered to both sides, revealing the neat team and the main force of the brigade with distinctive armor. Leng Senshen's long spear was suddenly flat, and thousands of crossbow arrows aimed at the chasing enemy.

Han Chongdao suddenly found himself trapped, so shocked that the knife in his hand fell to the ground. He shouted orders to retreat, but at this moment, beside Han Rijin, a crossbow arrow shot out quietly, with a strong force and a speedy casting force, and it was as fast as lightning, and he took Han Chongdao's face. Han Chongdao's eyes were like copper bells, and he watched the god of death pounce on him, but he was unable to avoid it. The arrow penetrated his mouth and penetrated his head. The entire battlefield was quiet. Everyone was stunned, watching Han Chongdao's body slowly fall from his horse and pounced into the dust.

Han Rijin suddenly turned around and stared at Wu Xingsu, who was ruthless in his eyes. He was extremely shocked. He suddenly understood why Li Qing wanted to send such a taciturn person to be a lobbyist.

Wu Xingsu took back the steel crossbow as if he had shot to death only a worthless native chicken and tile dog. Finally, he glanced slightly at the city wall, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. On the city wall, Nan Jiyun regretfully withdrew the bow and arrow. He raised his left hand high and extended his thumb forward, with a rare look of admiration in his eyes.

Once Han Chongdao died, his subordinates had no desire to fight anymore. They snatched the body back and fled back to the eastern city of Yunnan. Han Rijin did not chase after him, so they slowly withdrew their troops and set up a camp ten miles away.

Several generals in the eastern Yunnan city supported each other and quarreled together. Those who were impatient asked to break out of the city immediately and fight to the death with the enemy. Those who were old and steady wanted to stick to the city and fight a protracted battle with the enemy. They each held their own opinions and refused to give in to each other. At this time, the witch came to the city gate surrounded by a large number of people. She stood on a high place and waved her hands gently to everyone. The quarrel immediately calmed down. Listening to the opinions of the witch with a high status, she didn't speak loudly, but she was clear and determined: "Since we are all subjects of the Tang Dynasty, the future of our eastern Yunnan city should be left to General Li, the special envoy of the Tang Dynasty, to decide."

Li Qing walked out slowly, looking around everyone, and in a long look of anticipation, he whispered: "In order for everyone to live a peaceful life and for the cold people to stop fighting each other, I decided to accept Han Rijin's proposal, and everyone sat down to discuss the future of Han people together, and no meaningless wars are allowed."

He glanced at several generals who were booing, and made a gesture on his back. The Tang army rushed forward immediately, surrounded several officers, and took a bow and arrow, not allowing them to move rashly.

Li Qing sneered and said, "If there are any objectors, you can mention it now. If you dare to make trouble in future peace talks, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Seeing that the Tang soldiers were ready, the arrows on the crossbow flashed with cold light, they all aimed at them, as if they dared to say "No!" and they would shoot arrows at them. Looking at the people and soldiers, everyone's eyes showed their yearning for peace. The generals knew that peace talks were the will of the people, and they had to suppress their dissatisfaction.

Seeing that no one dared to object, Li Qing shouted: "Okay! Since no one objected, I can announce that Dongdong City of Dian was officially accepted for peace talks." As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings became boiling, and cheers sounded among the people and soldiers.

In March of the fourth year of Tianbao, in the internal strife of Han people in eastern Yunnan, due to effective interference from the Tang Dynasty, the forces of Nanzhao were expelled from eastern Yunnan. Han Guiwang and Han Chongdao died later. Han Rijin, who was pro-Tang, suddenly emerged. Under the help of the Tang Dynasty, the Han people in northern and southern regions finally reached an understanding after a month of negotiations. Han Rijin was appointed as the chief of the Han clan, and the witches of the North and South were combined into one. The witches of the Wuyue Sect were appointed as the high priest of the merged Witch Cult. Then the imperial edict arrived, and Han Rijin was appointed as the governor of Nanning Prefecture, General Guide, and Marquis of Diandong. Yaozhou Chief Zhang Qiantuo was appointed as the governor of Kunzhou. He represented the Tang Dynasty to manage the eastern part of the Dian region and coordinate the peace between the north and the south.

After five days of the truce, Li Qing received a secret decree from Li Longji, praising his great achievements in eastern Yunnan, and at the same time, he was relieved of his position as a prince's servant, and ordered him to work in full-time military affairs. After the Nanzhao work was completed, Li Qing led 300 Tang troops to sail to Taihe City in Nanzhao after the handover with Zhang Qiantuo.
Chapter completed!