The endless raindrops fell from the sky.

In the dark night, there is a strong wind whistling.

Just like Su Dawei's mood at this time.

Li Chunfeng left, and he came, as if to remind Su Dawei.

It was not until he reminded that Su Dawei realized what sensitive position he was now.

In front of him, the famous generals of the previous generation have withered one by one.

After him, the new generation of generals were not enough to stand alone.

In his generation, the only ones who have experience in leading the battles of the large army were he and Pei Xingjian.

Pei Xingjian is actually over 50 years old.

Strictly speaking, it belongs to the first and a half generations, but not entirely to the second generation of famous generals.

However, due to the importance of Pei Xingjian's guarding the Western Regions, he could not easily get out.

In other words, at this moment in Chang'an, no one of this generation of generals has a greater prestige than Su Dawei.

Those soldiers who had experience in foreign wars were full of awe of Su Dawei.

If Su Dawei called out, there were countless people among these people who were willing to die for him.

This is a terrible fact.

In the past decade of the Tang Dynasty, Su Dawei participated in all five battles to destroy the country, from the vanguard to the former general manager.

Now, there is no more power to suppress him.

Even Wu Meiniang and Li Zhi could not do this.

He must be at the center of power.

Replace Li Zhi, or the prince, to rule the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.

No one can replace it.

There are only two famous generals in the world, only he and Pei Xingjian.

If we talk about the achievements of destroying the country, Pei Xingjian will still be inferior to him.

If Pei Xingjian is an iron wall.

Guard the Western Regions for the Tang Dynasty.

Then Su Dawei was the sharpest horizontal sword in the Tang Dynasty.

The point of the blade is invincible.

Knock knock knock knock ~

Outside the door, a few light sounds came.

Su Dawei's eyes raised from the wick, a little surprised.

Someone is here again?

What day is today?

...

The long street on a rainy night.

Because Xiao Ban, there is nothing but the sound of rain.

At some point, a sound of neat steps faintly emerged from the rain.

With the faint light, we can see that it was a team of Jinwu Guards wearing iron armor.

The cold rain hit their helmets and shoulders, and was bounced away again.

The iron armor reflects a faint green light.

Under the illumination of an ever-bright oil lamp, it is like an oil painting.

This scene was inexplicably strange.

In the rain, the silent Jinwu Guard walked forward in an orderly manner.

When walking through a street alley, suddenly, the door of a house on the left opened, and someone raised the light and slashed in the rain.

The footsteps of Jinwu Guard seemed to pause for a moment.

Then, turn collectively and walk towards the light.

"The master has been waiting for a long time."

The one who brought the lantern was a Kunlun slave.

Her dark skin was as smooth as silk under the light.

A smile reveals a mouthful of white teeth.

...

"Monday Duke!"

Su Dawei looked at Li Keshi, the Duke of Danyang County standing outside the door with a surprised look on his face.

"Why are you here?"

"I heard that you were back to Chang'an, and I was in a hurry to see you if I had something to do, so I came uninvited."

Mr. Li stroked his white beard and felt quite mocked: "This is the first time I have done this activity of overtaking the wall and overtaking the household."

"Please come in with the county."

Su Dawei was suspicious, but he was not convenient to ask questions immediately.

He turned sideways and lets Mr. Li walk into the room.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen him for several years.

In ancient times, it was no different from later generations. It took more than half a year to go on the road alone.

It is common for many years to go back and forth, and it is not easy to communicate.

This time I saw Mr. Li, I found that his appearance had not changed much.

She is still thin, with big sleeves and a chic and calm demeanor.

Twist the long beard under the chin and don’t see too much old look.

This is because, when Yi Ren practices to a certain level, he will have the ability to maintain his appearance.

If it weren't for Li Dayong's death, the Duke of Danyang County would have been in better shape.

His current energy is much worse than that of those days.

After Mr. Li sat in the room, before Su Dawei could speak, he suddenly sniffed and frowned, "Has Li Chunfeng been here?"

"Monday, how do you know?"

Su Dawei couldn't help asking curiously.

Could it be that Master Li can still smell the smell of Li Chunfeng?

"The old Taoist has the sandalwood of cinnabar all year round, and the only thing in Chang'an is his sandalwood smelling the most unique."

After saying that, the words changed: "Forget it, no matter who he is, I'm here this time to make a special trip for your business."

"I?"

Su Dawei sat down in front of Mr. Li, reached out to pick up the cup to pour tea for him: "Mr. Duke, you know I have been out for several years and have only returned to Chang'an today. What happened? You all came to me on a rainy night."

"Didn't Li Chunfeng tell you?"

“He said my current position is critical.”

"Well, I said halfway, but I didn't say it thoroughly."

After Master Li said this, Su Dawei felt even more confused.

"Mr. Duke, if you know anything, just tell me. Don't be dumb and have a bad mood."

"Li Chunfeng only told you that your position is critical, but he did not tell you the danger."

"Dangerous?"

Su Dawei was slightly stunned.

He is already the first among the young generals of the Tang Dynasty.

Even Li Zhi and Wu Meiniang need to rely on themselves, where does the danger come from?

Now should be the safest time for me.

"Although I am not in the court, I know that the biggest controversy in the court is the move of the capital." Mr. Li stared at Su Dawei, and his eyes flashed with a terrifying light: "Didn't you see anything from it?"

"I heard that there were a group of nobles who were boycotting him, so His Majesty was unable to decide."

"Do you know who is the head of the opponent in the court today?"

"who?"

"Right Prime Minister."

Mr. Li said slowly: "Before you went to war, Shangguan Yi had just impeached Empress Wu, and Shangguan Yi failed. After Shangguan Yi, Your Majesty once appointed Liu Xiangdao, the right prime minister of the Si Le, and the Grand Secretary Xian Dou Dexuan as the Taichang Bo of Si Yuan, and the left prime minister of the Left prime minister.

He killed Shangguan Yi and demoted Hao Chujun.

However, in recent years, the center of the imperial court has changed again.

First, Yan Liben, the original Minister of Works, was appointed as the left-right.

Then he was appointed as the chief minister of the Anxi Daduhu Prefecture, and Li Jingxuan entered the center and became the right prime minister."

As he said that, Li Keshi paused for a moment and said to Su Dawei with a meaningful gaze: "The right prime ministers before were selected from the center, but Li Jingxuan went straight into the center from the place, which was soaring into the sky. Why do you think it is?"

These words made Su Dawei even more confused.

Lee Jingxuan?

I am a little familiar with the name, do you know it yourself?

"If you can go straight to the center and be the right prime minister, you must have considerable ability to help noble people. And the noble people who can do this in the Tang Dynasty are His Majesty, in addition to the Empress of Wu, they are His Majesty."

"You're not stupid."

Mr. Li stroked his long beard and nodded slightly: "Li Jingxuan has always been considered His Majesty's man."

"Are you considered?" Su Dawei felt a little strange as he savored these three words.

"He is the son of Li Xiaoqing, the governor of Gu, and was recommended by Ma Zhou, the Minister of the Central Secretariat. He was the attendant of His Majesty when he was in the residence. He served as the Minister of the Central Secretariat, the Bachelor of Hongwenguan, the Right Prime Minister of the Shangshu, the Right Prince of the Crown Prince, and the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel."

Hiss ~

Su Dawei couldn't help but gasp.

Li Jingxuan's resume is a very high-ranking second generation.

The promotion was arranged clearly.

"Then how could he be far away from Hexi to be the chief secretary of Pei Xingjian's office?"

Su Dawei asked, but saw Master Li lifting up the teacup and taking a sip slowly, but he didn't seem to hear it.

I was stunned at first, and then I woke up.

This is not a place to be exiled, I'm afraid... Empress Wu doesn't trust Pei Xingjian very much, so she asked for an insurance policy.

After all, when Pei Xingjian "destroyed the king and established Wu" back then, he stood up and spoke for Changsun Wuji.

Even if Li Zhi and Wu Meiniang use him, they are far from being completely relieved.

"Wait, he was once the chief secretary of Pei Xingjian's account?"

Su Dawei suddenly remembered that when he conquered Tubo and arrived in Wuwei, he had met Li Jingxuan.

The two sides were not happy at that time.

There was even a little conflict.

Mr. Li put down the teacup: "I just know that you have had a relationship with the Right Prime Minister, so I come here to remind you that the leader of those who oppose the capital movement now is the Right Prime Minister, because he once served as the Minister of Personnel and had his father Yu Meng, who had a very clever method. This person is the only one who has the ability to unify the opinions of all officials in the court after Changsun Wuji."

Su Dawei added silently in his heart: Isn’t that the opinion leader of the Tang Dynasty, oh, the cute master of the martial arts world.

After thinking about it again, I felt something was wrong.

"It was all proposed by Your Majesty, but the one who opposed the capital was Li Jingxuan in His Majesty's hands?"

Even fools can tell that something is wrong.

"There is a lot of water here. Perhaps those who have moved the capital may not really want to move the capital, and those who have opposed the moving capital may not really oppose it."

Mr. Li said meaningfully: "You are still young, and it is not easy to get to this point today. I am afraid that you will make mistakes and will waste your previous efforts."

"Monday, with my current status..."

"Your current status is worthy of your Majesty's words?"

Mr. Li sneered: "A few months ago, Wang Fangyi, under Pei Xingjian's tent, returned to Chang'an to discuss his position. Just because of the above sentence, he was dismissed from his post and was punished at home. What is the difference between you and Wang Fangyi?"

Speaking of this, I'm not sleepy.

Although Wang Fangyi is brave in fighting, compared to me, he is still...

Su Dawei shook his head.

Even if you have great credit, it is still extremely dangerous to get involved in such a struggle to take sides.

Even if you have great achievements in life, you cannot be regarded as a gold medal for avoiding death.

"Thank you for the reminder of the county lord."

Su Dawei bowed to Li Keshi sincerely: "I will be more cautious and not express my attitude easily."

After saying that, he seemed quite pleased when he saw Master Li's face slowing down, and couldn't help asking again: "Which play did Your Majesty and the Right Prime Minister sing? Empress Wu is in it..."

Mr. Li's fingers gently turned the teacup, as if he was hesitating.

"I shouldn't have said this, but you are my disciple, and I have also introduced you to the vajra of my clan. Only I can tell you these words."

Mr. Li pondered: "On the surface, the court is a debate about moving the capital. Behind it, at least there is the game between Empress Wu and Guanlong and Shandong nobles, His Majesty's balance, and various ambitions are working on it, and all kinds of people want to muddle the water.

The most important thing is…”

Su Dawei opened his eyes wide and heard Master Li continue: "Your Majesty should not only guard against the Empress of Martial Arts, but also rely on the Empress of Martial Arts; guard against the Aristocratic Family, but also use the Aristocratic Family; and Empress of Martial Arts and those Aristocratic families are naturally enemies, and now they are vaguely endorses of the poor Qingliu.

This battle was not only a struggle between Empress Wu and the nobles of the aristocratic families.

Another aristocrat is a game between the newly-resurfaced poor family.

The relationship between this is really complicated."

Master Li looked at Su Dawei: "At this time, the star representing the new military force, you, Su Dawei, return to Chang'an, is equivalent to Empress Wu losing a son on Libra.

Do you think all parties will let you go?"

"Well……"

Su Dawei was stunned for a moment.

Why do you feel like you have fallen into a fire pit?

Thank you, my sister Mei Niang.

"So before the situation is clear, I advise you not to do anything, to keep changing, and to place bets until the situation is clear."

"Thank you, Duke of the County."

Su Dawei said sincerely: "If it weren't for the Duke of the County, I'm afraid I'm still in the dark."

"Stay calm, you need to have concentration. As long as you get through this most difficult period, your wings will be truly full. At that time, perhaps we all need your protection."

Li Ke said earnestly.

After saying this, he stood up and said, "I came here secretly, it is not convenient for people to know. After saying that, I will leave. When the matter in Chang'an is over, you go to Kunmingchi to find me, and the master's wife is also thinking of you."

"Here!"

"By the way, there is also..."

Mr. Li walked to the door and seemed to remember something. He turned around and reminded him: "Wang Fangyi is also very popular in the army. He has been treated unfairly this time, and there are many complaints in the army, but you must shut up and not mix it in this matter.

Even if you have a friendship with him, you can't."

Su Dawei was silent for a moment and nodded slowly: "I understand."

He is not afraid of struggles on the battlefield.

But there is another kind of struggle in this world.

A struggle that can make countless heads fall to the ground without smoke.

That was the Shura battlefield where even he, the famous general of the Tang Dynasty, Su Dawei, was quite concerned about it.

...

The storm was like a bad-tempered giant, slamming the streets in anger.

Zhuque Street was washed clean.

In the darkness, a bright oil lamp flashed.

Then, it flashed again.

A team of soldiers wearing iron armor slowly gathered together in the heavy rain.

They were silent, their bodies were watered by cold rain, emitting heat.

It's like a demon coming out of hell.

"The team is..."

Suddenly, a faint voice rang under the iron armor.

A soldier was asking the team standing in front of them: "We really want..."

"Shut up, the soldiers act according to orders."

Niu Qilang wiped the rain from his face.

Through the gaps in the neck and the armor, I faintly saw the blood vessels rising from the skin below.

"Sanlang said, this is the general's military order!"

"But……"

"No, but the military order is the greatest!"

Niu Qilang said viciously: "Those who want to fight for wealth in the future should follow me. It is still time to withdraw now. If you move in a while, if you hesitate, don't blame me for not taking care of my brotherhood."

Dozens of people gathered together, you looked at me, I looked at you, and no one dared to quit.

In this kind of atmosphere, whoever dares to take a step back is afraid that he will be beheaded by a horizontal knife.

"Very good, then go ahead."

Niu Qilang nodded with satisfaction.

Hey, during the day he is a captain of the little Wu Hou outside Anyuan Gate.

But who knows that he can do such a big thing tonight.

As the rain rinses, I keep moving forward, but the memory cannot stop thinking about the past.

No one knew that he and Wei Sanlang were robes.

Yes, it is not like the legendary thing that he deliberately cursed Wei Sanlang.

But Wei Sanlang saved his life in Longyou.

That was already six years ago.

At that time, he and Wei Sanlang were ordered to go out to the Western Regions as garrisons in Longyou.

There, they were all under Wang Fangyi's command.

Facing several times of their enemies, everyone lifted their heads on their pants and fought to kill the enemy.

The war finally ended.

There were less than half of the hundreds of brothers who went out together at that time, who finally came back alive.

Because Niu Qilang was quite smart, he took some steps and finally transferred back to Chang'an.

And the big-headed soldiers like Wei Sanlang, who are still in Longyou.

Until the battle between the Tang and Tubo broke out.

After Wei Sanlang returned, he was promoted to the Zhechong Duwei.

And Niu Qilang is just a military officer.

But he doesn't complain.

Sanlang's official position was fought back with his desperate efforts.

That's what he deserves.

When he dreamed of midnight, Niu Qilang would always dream of his dead comrades’ faces, calling him cowards and courageous.

But he had a clear conscience.

The dead people die happily.

But those who are alive have to continue to live.

Alive, you have to eat.

Take responsibility.

On the day of the New Year every year, Niu Qilang would visit the families of those who died in battle one by one.

Send some of the money you saved.

Although not many, it can add a few new clothes to the children, add a hairpin to the sister-in-law, and give them some meat.

Which comrades-in-arms' family is bullied or has some difficulties?

Niu Qilang would stand up and do his best.

He survived, but he not only lived for himself.

Instead, we continue to live for so many brothers who died in battle.

One person has his own way.

This may be his Niu Qilang's way.

If it were just like this, although life was a bit hard, it would be better.

but……

This is often the case.

As long as it may go bad.

It will definitely get worse...

Since when, there have been more and more arrogant and domineering family members, senior officials’ families, and second-generation military meritorious service in Chang'an City.

The streets of Chang'an have also lost the harmony of the past.

Under the prosperity, many incredible evil things happened.

One of them is that the Pao Ze family, who jointly saved Niu Qilang, was destroyed overnight.

The house was burned to white ground.

At that time, Niu Qilang rushed into Chang'an County like crazy, beating the drum and making excuses.

But what was received was an insult from the county magistrate.

Finally, he was beaten out by a servant with a stick of water and fire.

He, a small Wuhou team, is an ant in this Chang'an city.

It rained overnight when the house leaked.

Since last year, the court has been exempted from pensions for the families of the dead soldiers who fought against each other at one rate.

Life was difficult, but now there is no way out.

Those wealthy and powerful men in the family naturally look down on this little money.

They have some ways to make money.

But the Tang Dynasty had millions of soldiers, most of which were ordinary soldiers like Niu Qilang and Wei Sanlang, who had no roots.

All their sources of income were the rewards from the court and the few acres of thin land saved by one or two generations of their families.

Once the soldier dies in battle in front of him.

The orphan and widowed mother behind can no longer survive.

Originally, there were also symbolic payments from the imperial court.

But now, the money is gone.

There is really no way out.

After that, it was in the year.

Among the Pao Ze family members who died in battle back then, several families were completely defeated, and I don’t know where they had been left.

There was a family who committed suicide by hanging a beam on the New Year.

There is another household that accidentally ate poisonous wild vegetables...

When Niu Qilang arrived, he only saw a pot of millet porridge in their kitchen that was so clear that it could make people shine.

There was only a handful of wild vegetables in the porridge, and there was no oily at all.

This world is broken.

Niu Qilang shone with a fierce smear of water on his face.

I don’t know if it’s rain or the blood and tears in my heart.

Rumble ~

At a neat pace, I suddenly stopped.

Because in front, another group of people stopped there, as silent as a mountain.

Niu Qilang looked up and recognized it as Wei Sanlang.

He brought more people and was more neat, and was standing silently in the rain.

The two sides met each other's lights, Niu Qilang walked up and said in a deep voice to Wei Sanlang: "Sanlang, is this matter determined?"

"It's settled."

Wei Sanlang looked at him with cold eyes: "You are not afraid, are you?"

"Just, I, Niu Qilang, deserved to die in Longyou back then. I will be able to survive until now, and I will be able to get my life back."

Niu Qilang smiled bitterly and said, "This world is broken. Every day, it is a torment for people like me. If, if, if you can do something, if you can change this world, even if you die, I will be willing to do it."

"Don't worry, I can't die."

A bloody red gradually surged in Wei Sanlang's eyes.

That is a gaze with reverence, awe, faith, and trust.

"This time, it was the order of the general manager."

"Mr. Su?"

"Who else besides him!"

"There are traitors in the court who innocently took General Wang's position and wanted to harm General Wang. General Su came back to change all this."

Wei Sanlang pressed his hand on Niu Qilang's shoulder: "Master Su is my Tang Dynasty military god. His words will not be wrong. As long as we do what he said, we will succeed."

"good!"

Wei Sanlang's words gave Niu Qilang endless confidence.

He just felt that the blood was hot all over his body.

“What to do next?”

"Call your men and we will gather together."

Wei Sanlang turned around and headed towards the direction of the Ming Palace, and his voice suddenly became extremely cold.

"We obey General Su's military orders and enter the palace to eliminate the thieves!"

"good!"

Niu Qilang felt his hair standing upside down, and a stream of air rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

"Walk!"

Teams of soldiers took the token and went to the treasury to get armor and weapons.

During the night patrol, these people continued to gather.

There are more than a dozen people, dozens, and hundreds of people.

Up to thousands of people.

If it were during the Zhenguan period, or even five years ago, all this would be unimaginable.

However, many systems are quietly loose under the erosion of time.

No matter how rigorous the laws and regulations are constantly being tested by those who are interested, they finally found loopholes that can be exploited.

The rain keeps falling.

The gathered soldiers began to advance towards the Daming Palace in the rain.

It’s not that no one doubts it, it’s not that there are other ideas.

But when the situation has formed, personal thoughts are no longer important.

Everyone is driven towards the same goal under the general trend.

boom!
Chapter completed!