Kuai Chuan: The villain became my plug-in

Chapter 54

After Wang Shangshu left, An Chuzhuo sat on the chair, leaned back, and held the warm tea in his hand until the heat dissipated before he sat upright again.

"Chuhe, don't you have a sign yet?"

Gu Nian was taken aback by the question, why did he suddenly think of this matter, and replied: "Yes, Wei Chen has no words for now."

When he looked up, he saw An Chu's turbid gaze, which was always on him. Seeing Gu Nian, he didn't look away, but said with emotion: "How about Ye Kuo? The stars are flat and wild, and the moon is wide." A great river flows."

The stars hang down and the plains are wide, and the moon springs from the river.

Gu Yekuo, Gu Yekuo...

Gu Nian pondered over and over again in his heart, put down the cup in his hand, and said sincerely: "Thank you, the Regent, for giving me the inscription."

An Chuzhuo nodded, didn't make a sound, didn't let Gu Nian back down, just stared at Xihe on the map and fell into deep thought.

At sunset, the maid lit the candles in the hall, and Gu Niancai interrupted his reverie, "Prince Regent, it's time for dinner."

No one responded, Gu Nian yelled again: "Prince Regent, Prince Regent? It's time for you." The voice was a little louder than the previous sentence.

An Chuzhuo heard it this time, and looked back out the window, the night was low, and a few scattered stars hung in the sky.

……

"The decree arrives—"

"General Yuan, accept the order."

Yuan Zhengguan and his family members knelt down in front of Director He and said respectfully, "I accept the order!"

At the beginning of November, Yuan Zhengguan was ordered to be the forward general, leading [-] cavalry and hundreds of thousands of infantry into Mobei.

The soldiers, who could not see the end at a glance, stood in a uniform manner, with a great momentum, as if even the ground was trembling.

Standing at the top, Minister of the Ministry of War declared passionately that the former self was also one of these people, and the shroud in horse leather was never empty words.

"Soldiers! When you go to the battlefield today, don't worry about your wives and children. The imperial court will definitely treat them kindly. When you return triumphantly, it will be a day for us to celebrate with the whole country. Resisting foreign enemies is not only for the Zhou Kingdom, but also for countless The common people of Li, let's go!"

The emperor held the wine bowl, seeing such a shocking scene for the first time, the sense of responsibility deep in his heart was stronger than before.

He roared angrily: "Gu, thank you to every soldier here, and I will wait for you here. I, Zhou Guobing, will be invincible! Invincible!"

"Invincible! Invincible!!"

"Invincible! Invincible!!"

A mighty group of people, following the leading general, went to the frontier together, and the dust that filled the sky hid their figures.

Generals die in a hundred battles, and strong men return in ten years.

This battle will surely return in triumph!

It was dark, and on the way back, the road was uneven. Gu Nianshen followed the emperor with one foot and one foot, listening to the conversation between him and An Chuzhuo.

"Prince Regent, when you left, you handed General Cai a sachet. What's in it? Can't you tell him face to face?" The Son of Heaven asked him while he was paying attention to his feet, holding up the hem of his clothes.

The road under the feet of the three of them was not very uneven, but under An Chuzhuo's feet, it seemed as if they were walking on flat ground, and every step they stepped on was unwavering.

In the night, I couldn't see An Chu's turbid expression, only heard his hoarse voice in the air, suddenly and far away: "I can't..."

Faintly, like a veil, neither this person nor his heart can be seen clearly.

At the end of November, the first great victory came from the frontier. Yuan Zhengguan broke into Mobei. When morale was boosted, he broke into the enemy's rear area and caught the Xiongnu by surprise.

Before the good news of the great victory spread to the prefectures and prefectures of the surrounding states, in early December, something went wrong in Xihe, which was guarded by General Cai.

The Xiongnu Shanyu gathered tens of thousands of troops, transferred their supplies, and attacked Xihe in one fell swoop. If they wanted to break through Xihe and fight a bloody road, if their rear was lost, they would go and grab better ones!

Xihe fell, and the people in the city became prisoners overnight. Women, children, old and young hid in the cellar, but none escaped. Xihe became the center of the flames of war.

"Report, Xihe... has fallen..." A soldier who rushed back from the border without stopping, died suddenly in the hall just as he finished speaking.

The person died, but the news was like a bomb, shocking every official in the hall.

There was a lot of discussion, and the officials of the main peace faction stood up and said "passionately" to the people of the main battle faction. After all, they did not mention gathering troops to support the border.

Gu Nian looked up worriedly, and saw the old god An Chuzhuo sitting on a high seat, as if everything that happened in the hall was just an insignificant matter.

After the court, Gu Nian did not "discuss" with the officials, she rushed directly to the imperial study room, her hair was disheveled and hung loosely behind her head.

"Prince Regent, I beg to see you!"

"come in."

As if knowing that Gu Nian would come, the small silver kettle on the stove was gurgling and steaming, and two exquisite cups were placed on both sides.

"Try it, Junshan Silver Needle."

A bowl of good tea is brewed from the clear spring water, and the dense tea fragrance exudes a subtle taste in the spacious room.

Gu Nian was so anxious that she was not in the mood to taste it at all. She grabbed the small silver jug ​​in An Chuzhuo's hand, put it aside, and looked at him sadly: "Regent, can you tell me the truth about this humble minister? This Xihe , did you deliberately let it fall..."

An Chuzhuo held the hand holding the cup quietly, and the hot tea soon set off a blister on his hand.

As if he couldn't feel the pain, he paused for a few breaths, put down the cup, hid his fingertips in his sleeve, raised his eyes and asked her, "Why do you think so?"

Gu Nian looked back at him with a sad face: "Why do you think so?"

"Why would you think that way!"

"My country of Zhou has sent an army of 10,000+. Could it be that I can't even protect a small city? Then my country of Zhou should have perished long ago?"

Gu Nian couldn't accept it, even though the city might have less than 3 people, it was also the people of Zhou Kingdom, real people, they were abandoned like this, do they know?

Did they know that the savior they prayed for was the killer who pushed them to hell?

Gu Nian felt as uncomfortable as going crazy. It is not terrible to die a person. The death of a person in a city, plus those innocent soldiers who fought for the country at the border, how to measure the loss...

An Chuzhuo looked at her coldly, and kicked the cups, teapot, and tea leaves on the small table to the ground with one kick.

The lid of the small silver kettle was circled on the ground several times, some of the golden and moist tea buds were lying on the ground, and some were overturned in the stove.

The small flame that sprang up jumped up, and the precious tea buds were instantly reduced to ashes, and after a few seconds of the roasted tea aroma, there was an unpleasant pungent smell of burning.

"Presumptuous! Gu Yekuo, who has no respect for the law, who allowed you to yell in front of me!" An Chuzhuo suppressed his anger and looked at her with red eyes.

If there was no better way, if he didn't want to do it once and for all, so that the Huns at the border would be terrified after seeing Zhou's army, why would he bother to make such an arrangement.

Even if he does it all over again, he will never regret it, this is the only best choice that can catch everything in one go.

Once, twice, Zhou Guo could not always be in a passive situation, seeking big because of smallness, this scale, no matter how you measure it, is biased.

If God sent down divine punishment, he would be responsible for the crime, and he was willing to bear it with all his strength...

(End of this chapter)