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Ming Xingzong Zhu Biao heard this and shook his head:
"Fourth Brother, it's good to have confidence, but your opponent is the way of heaven, so you should take a long-term view."

"Okay, stop messing around and just listen to me for once!"

Emperor Taizong of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Di, also felt a great headache when he saw the serious look on his elder brother's face.

I am already so old, why does my brother still use the word "nonsense" to describe me? Does he really think of me as a child?

However, on the surface, Emperor Taizong Zhu Di did not dare to say anything to refuse, and nodded:
"Brother, okay, I'll listen to you."

"Jian Shen, let's go."

Ming Xingzong Zhu Biao made way and said to Ming Sizong Zhu Youjian:
"You Jian, you keep an eye on your Emperor Taizong for me. If he dares... forget it, I'll just watch the live broadcast myself."

……

The most virtuous plane of the Tang Dynasty.

Outside Suiyang City.

"kill"

The Tang army, led by Li Heng, the Grand Marshal of the Army, was unstoppable and brave as they encircled and suppressed the An Lushan rebels.

The sound of fighting!
Wail!

Screams!
Everlasting!
On the top of Suiyang City, the gray-haired old soldiers on both sides beat the war drums again and again, each time as if they had used up all their strength.

Gradually, the battlefield outside the city fell into silence. The Tang army won a great victory, and the few remaining rebels surrendered one after another.

"boom"

The city gates were wide open and the people lined the streets to welcome them.

Li Heng, the Grand Marshal of the Armies of the Nation, walked in the front, looking as if he had been soaked in blood. He was covered in blood and joked with the people beside him:

"Zhang Xun, fortunately you are here to guard Suiyang and distract the rebels. You deserve the most credit for this battle. When I return to Chang'an, I will personally commend you for your contribution!"

Zhang Xun glanced behind him, and saw that the number of soldiers had thinned out. He said in a deep voice:
"The army is now in high spirits. Your Highness can strike back with all your might and take down that scoundrel An Lushan!"

"As for asking for merit, Zhang Xun doesn't dare to dream about it. He just hopes that the war can be ended as soon as possible so that the people can suffer less from the war."

Upon hearing this, Li Heng looked at Zhang Xun with even more eagerness.

While they were talking, the two men led their army into the city. Li Heng saw that the people around him looked pale, so he ordered his guards to take out food to help the people.

He followed Zhang Xun towards his residence.

When the corner of his eye suddenly caught sight of an old figure walking slowly, Li Heng was stunned for a moment. He felt that this figure was particularly familiar, and asked casually:
"Zhang Xun, who is that? Is he also a garrison officer of Suiyang City?"

"He's so old, why not let him enjoy his old age in peace."

Li Heng really couldn't imagine that such an old soldier could lift a weapon or a shield?
Could it be that although Zhang Xun appears to be a man of both civil and military talents and extraordinary strategy, he is actually so harsh to the people behind the scenes?

Zhang Xun followed Li Heng's gaze, was stunned for a moment, thought carefully, and said:

"Your Highness, this man is called Li Erlang. He wandered to Suiyang City and refused to eat and live for free. He insisted on going to the battlefield to kill the enemy."

"In desperation, I made the decision to let him beat the war drum on the city wall and not participate in defending the city."

Li Heng nodded and said:
"I see. Zhang Xun, you are a kind-hearted person. This Li Er... Old Li refuses to accept charity. Maybe he can learn to read and write."

"How about this, I'm afraid that Old Li doesn't have the strength to do the drum beating or something like that, so Zhang Xun, give him a lighter job."

Zhang Xun took off his helmet, wiped the blood off his face, and said with a wry smile:
"Your Highness, I have no other work to arrange for Old Li."

"You can't let Lao Li raise horses for me, can you? My warhorse eats meat, and Lao Li can't lift a knife."

Zhang Xun's words were like a thunderbolt that flashed through Li Heng's mind. The latter's face changed and he thought:
"War horses eat meat? What kind of meat? No, war horses should eat grass. Zhang Xun, do you feel that Suiyang City shouldn't be like this?"

"I seem to remember..." As Li Heng whispered, fairy light appeared, like a scorching sun, illuminating the world.

The people lining the streets to welcome him, the soldiers returning victoriously, and even the city of Sui Yang all became blurred.

at the same time.

Countless memories emerged in Li Heng's mind: the Arena of the Heavens... Emperor Taizong... Emperor Gaozu of Han... the deceased Emperor Taizong... the Great Desolation...

"call"

A gentle breeze blew by, moistening everything silently.

Li Heng was in a trance for a moment, then came to his senses. For some reason, he felt a little tired and said:
"Zhang Xun, what warhorse did you just mention? Never mind, I'm a little sleepy. I'm going to take a rest first."

……

The arena of the heavens.

The Tang Dynasty.

royal palace.

With the support of Song Gaozong Zhao Gou, Queen Yang Yuhuan slowly sat on the swing.

Then, Song Gaozong gently pushed the swing, looked at Yang Yuhuan with great affection, and said:
"Yuhuan, are you worried about something today? Why do I feel that you look unhappy?"

Yang Yuhuan held the swing tightly with one hand and protected the baby in her belly with the other. Upon hearing this, she lowered her head in silence.

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou raised his eyebrows and continued:

"Yuhuan, if someone bullies you, just tell me and I will take care of it for you!"

"Is it that rebellious son? Or that bastard?"

The rebellious son refers to the Crown Prince Li Heng, who was often tortured by him in the name of training him to be the future emperor!

As for the dog thief, it was Zhu Qizhen, the tyrant emperor who was as good as Cao thief.

As a result, he filled the entire palace with formations. As long as Zhu Qizhen dared to do what Wei Wu did, he would be discovered at the first moment!

Yang Yuhuan sighed, turned her head and looked at the man she loved most, and said:

"Your Majesty, this is what I want to ask."

"Your Majesty, is there anything bothering you? Last night, I heard Your Majesty talking about Taizong, Taizu, the young Zhao Bing, and the ancient times in his dream..."

"Your Majesty is the emperor who governs the people of the world and makes decisions on his own. I don't want to be a burden to your Majesty."

For an instant.

Song Gaozong's face showed a fierce look, but he immediately reacted, shook his head with a smile, and said with great pity:
"Yuhuan, what nonsense are you talking about? Don't you want to be a burden to me?"

"From what you implied, it seems that I am about to leave the Tang Dynasty. Well, for the sake of my unborn son, I will forgive you for your words this time."

"If you dare to talk nonsense again next time, I will punish you severely~"

At the end of his speech, Song Gaozong Zhao Gou showed a meaningful smile on his face, even with a hint of aftertaste.

Yang Yuhuan blushed with embarrassment and whispered:
"I just sometimes feel that Your Majesty seems to be very lonely."

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou paid some attention to it secretly, but then he changed his mind and felt relieved.

That's right. No matter how much he disguises himself, he is still a cultivator and will naturally be incompatible with ordinary mortals.

How could Yang Yuhuan, who was his bedmate, not notice it?
But even if he noticed it, it wouldn't be a big deal. After all, in this world, there are only two people I care about.

Yang Yuhuan!
And his unborn son!
(End of this chapter)