Keep red beans and ask Qinghuan

With red walls and golden tiles, above the Golden Luan Hall, after the morning bell rang, all the officials knelt and bowed in submission: "Long live the emperor, long live, long live."

"Is there a play?" The emperor of the Song Dynasty lowered his eyes and looked at the crowd, his eyes were like gods.It is as if the Buddha takes pity on his descendants, but regards all things as dogs.

Ning Guohou took a step forward, bowed and said: "The border is in an emergency, and a group of troops led by the Major General is missing. I hope the emperor will send the soldiers there as soon as possible. There is no delay."

The prince on the side looked at the emperor, then at Prince Kang beside him, and also took a step forward and said, "I think that the life and death of the young general Bai is uncertain, and the conflict between the Western Regions and our Great Song Dynasty is already deep. Take advantage of this time and use the name of 'killing the general' to fight against the countries of the Western Regions."

Prince Kang took a step forward and said, "My brother thinks that the life and death of Young General Bai are uncertain. If he leads a large army to rush forward, he may lose the lives of the army. Think twice."

General Li took a step forward and said, "I think that the major general's accident has shown the hostility of the Western Regions towards our country. If we refuse to fight, the Western Regions will underestimate us, and we will lose the face of our Song Dynasty! Main battle!"

"But General Bai's life and death are uncertain now, if he goes, if something happens..."

"Winning or losing on the battlefield is a common matter for military strategists. Are you afraid of accidents and surrender without fighting?"

"But it was agreed before that we will leave in half a month."

"After half a month has passed, General Bai will be dead!"

The emperor looked expressionlessly at the noisy courtiers below, narrowed his eyes and said, "Quiet."

As soon as these words came out, the following suddenly fell silent.

The emperor turned his eyes, looked at Anyanghou, and asked, "What does Anyanghou think?"

Ouyang Ping took a step forward, bowed and said, "I personally think that this time is a good opportunity to eradicate the Western Regions completely. If you don't fight, then there will be more casualties, more displaced people, and more rumors. When the time comes It will cause people to distrust officials and cause panic."

The emperor subconsciously glanced at the national teacher in the gauze tent next to him, then nodded, and asked again: "Who do you think is the most suitable?"

Before Ouyang Ping could speak, General Li stepped forward and said, "I am willing to do my best for the emperor."

"Good!" The emperor praised: "With people like General Li and Young General Bai, why don't we worry about prosperity in the Song Dynasty?"

The officials who persuaded them not to send troops looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling terrified.

Prince Kang took a step forward and said, "My emperor is wise."

Those ministers seemed to have found an opportunity to go down the slope, and they knelt together and said: "My emperor is holy!"

At this time, it was raining heavily outside, Ouyang Qing was wearing men's clothes, half of the clothes were soaked in dark blue, his hair was tied up, his face was covered with mud, and he was hiding in the ruined temple with a group of refugees, sitting cross-legged , chewing hard steamed buns in his mouth.

I saw her expression was indifferent, as if the steamed buns she ate were delicacies from mountains and seas that she was used to eating on weekdays.

But what Ouyang Qing was thinking at this time was that it would be fine if there was a small pickle.

The refugees here were all hiding here when there was a flood in the neighboring county. Unexpectedly, they rushed here overnight, only to find that the gate of the city was closed, and this county did not welcome them at all.

"Mother, I'm hungry..."

A little girl in black and patched clothes pulled the hand of the middle-aged woman beside her and said in a low voice.It may be that I am afraid that others will hear and feel embarrassed, so the voice is very low.

"Let's bear it a little longer, shall we bear it a little longer?"

Ouyang Qing looked at the hard steamed bun in his hand, pursed his lips, broke off a piece and handed it to the woman.

The woman hurriedly took it over, thanking her in a low voice, "Thank you, thank you..."

Then he crushed the small piece of steamed bun and sent it to the little girl's mouth, but he didn't eat a single bite.

Ouyang Qing noticed that there was a man staring at her all the time, she pretended not to care, lowered her head and continued to eat steamed buns, but quietly clenched the dagger in her right hand.

When night fell, the man really moved. He got up quietly and walked slowly towards the horse, trying to tear off the horse's reins.

Ouyang Qing quietly stood in front of the man, then put the dagger across the man's neck, and asked sullenly, "What are you going to do?"

The man's mouth was sharp, and he was startled when he heard Ouyang Qing's voice. He didn't dare to move at that time, and his whole body trembled with fright.

Ouyang Qing's dagger was tightened, and thin blood streaks were drawn on the man's neck, and he asked, "I'm asking you! What are you doing?"

The man was so frightened that he almost peed his pants, so he said bitterly, "Steal...steal the horse..."

"Hmph, want to steal my horse? I'm afraid you're tired of living!"

The man shook his body and said, "The city is enlisting in the army. If there are horses, they will give priority to them."

Ouyang Qing pondered for a while, and asked, "Are you going to the Western Regions for conscription?"

"Yes Yes!"

Ouyang Qing withdrew the dagger and inserted it into his waist and said, "Where is the exact location?"

The man turned around, flinching and said: "The specific location... the specific location is..."

Ouyang Qing couldn't help getting closer, and asked, "Where is it?"

The man showed a smile, stretched out a veil suddenly, and covered Ouyang Qing's face firmly.

Ouyang Qing's eyes widened, and with the last bit of strength, he pulled out the dagger and thrust his backhand into the man's body.

The man let out a muffled snort, and let go of Ouyang Qing. Ouyang Qing half-kneeled on the ground, took a few deep breaths, and then turned to look at the man.

She stepped on the man, held the dagger in her hand, and then pulled it out violently, and the blood splashed on Ouyang Qing's face.

Facing the man's terrified expression, Ouyang Qing smiled slightly and said, "What? Hearing my voice, he knew I was a woman. So you want to make me dizzy and sell it to a brothel?"

The man took a step back unnaturally. Although it was true, the woman in front of him was like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Ouyang Qing pressed the dagger to his face, and slowly said: "Do you know what I have experienced these days? Bandits robbed, the son molested, and you want to traffic people at will."

The man tightly covered the bleeding wound, looked up at Ouyang Qing in horror and said, "Let me go, let me go!"

Ouyang Qing smiled brightly and said, "Where are you going? Where do you want to go?"

The man fumbled around, took out his purse, and said in horror, "It's just that I have all my belongings, and I just beg you to let me die! I have seniors and juniors, I can't do anything wrong!"

Ouyang Qing raised the corners of his lips, and said with a chuckle: "These words are really familiar." Then he picked up the money bag behind him, slowly approached the man, stared into his eyes, and said slowly: "Now, you can tell me, the recruiter Where is it?"

The man hurriedly nodded, stretched out his trembling hands and said, "It's in the southwest of the city, just go there and ask."