Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

Mount Tai
In a courtyard full of green bamboos, Jiang Sile was leisurely leaning on a woven bamboo rocking chair, which was custom-made from nearby craftsmen when they planned to settle in Mount Tai.Along with the rocking chair, there are also custom-made bamboo decorations in the room, flower baskets placed outside the window, and fences surrounding the flower garden.

What Jiang Sile bought was originally a villa owned by a wealthy businessman in the suburbs. It had a three-story attic, a flower garden and a quiet bamboo forest with leaves swaying in the wind.

The price is also slightly cheaper, mainly because everyone likes it very much, especially the little Taoist priest, who is eager to buy the yard as soon as possible.

According to what Jiang Sile and other young Taoist priests said, it turned out that when this kid once lived in Mount Tai, he had already coveted this villa and often came to stay there.

For Jiang Sile, it didn't matter what kind of house he bought, he couldn't see anything anyway.As long as they like it, it's fine, so Jiang Sile is also happy with the little Taoist priest's scheming, taking advantage of his will, and finally understands his wishes and obsessions.

Ever since he moved into this villa on the outskirts of the city, Jiang Sile sat in the rocking chair every day, sometimes lying there all day long, chatting with other people, and finally felt happier.

The problems with her eyes did not affect Jiang Sile's happy life. When she had Ayi, it was like another body that belonged to her.

These are just minor problems.

A Yishi always liked to accompany her in the courtyard, sitting on another rocking chair, just within reach of Jiang Sile.

His breathing was heavy, and Jiang Sile could tell where he was even with his eyes closed.

During the days following her to Mount Tai, A Yishi almost stayed by Jiang Sile's side, helping her complete everything he could do for her.

To the others, Agitoki has become their leader.

When Jiang Sile was silent for the most part, A Yishi's words were absolute command and authority.

Of course, except for Wu Qi.

He is not one to take orders from others, even when that person is Ayi.In other words, unless the person giving the order is Uham, no one else can be his master.

Just a few days ago, some news spread to their remote and remote place.

After all, no matter how slowly the news spreads, it will always be heard and spread.

For example, secrets.Another example is news of death, especially the death of an enemy.

Jiang Sile was not surprised when she learned that Wu Xian was dead, but she still showed a bit of sadness on the surface.

This is mainly for Ayishi.

Even though Jiang Sile couldn't hold back the thought of unsheathing the dagger many times, it was only that one time when he actually unsheathed it.

After that time, it was like the severance of their relationship, even though they were not familiar with each other.

It's just a relationship between threat and cooperation.

The news of her nominal husband's death did not make him sad.But for her current lover, she is willing to burn paper for him and pretend to wipe away the tears.

Just as Jiang Sile once estimated, the news of Wu Xian's death had a great impact on Wu Qi and A Yishi.

That time was one of the few times when she came to take care of Ayi.

Sometimes both people disappeared, and when they came back, Jiang Sile could clearly see their red eyes and bloodshot eyes.

At night, sometimes Ayi would wake up in the middle of the night and hold her in his arms.Jiang Sile patted his back and felt the cold sweat on his back.

Sometimes, they are not as strong as they appear.

When he woke up the next day, Ayishi was still the calm and reliable Ayishi. The thorns on his body had now become his armor.

They burned yellow paper for Wu Xian according to the custom of Bactria, although they neither believed in the gods of Bactria nor understood the significance of doing so.

But it was rare that no one argued or gathered.

After burning yellow paper for three days, their condition gradually improved.

A Yishi had her comfort, but Wu Qi?That kid is very tough. He was like this when he was in Mulkan, but now he is not so easy to collapse.

Recently, Jiang Sile found that the two of them seemed to have something on their mind, and they always hesitated to speak to him.

Forget it about Wu Qi, she doesn't care what his plans are in his heart.As long as he is alive, she has fulfilled her promise.

But when Ayi started to behave like this, it made Jiang Sile feel a little worried.

She thought about it for a long time, probably for a whole morning, during which time she was mentally prepared.

After finishing lunch, she took Ayi with her and planned to ask for the truth.

A Yishi took her to the backyard very carefully. When she leaned on the lounge chair and looked at him with blinking eyes, he spoke.

"Wu Qi wants to go back and pay homage to Shan Yu."

A Yishi confessed: "He has been discussing with me these days and wants me to ask you."

"Oh"

Jiang Sile's eyes flashed with a hint of understanding, and he thought to himself, it turns out this is what happened.

When the news of Wu Xian's death came, Jiang Sile realized that Wu Qi would be thinking about this.

"how about you?"

When Jiang Sile looked at A Yi, his eyes were bright and clear.

After hesitating for a while, A Yishi said: "Anle still needs my care, so I can't go back."

Jiang Sile smiled and felt warm in his heart.Is this what it feels like when someone feels sorry for you?It's quite nice, like sunshine that's warm but not scorching.

"I'm very happy, Ayishi, but don't worry about me. I'm already disabled, and I can't run away if I stay here..."

Jiang Sile said mockingly.

She meant it.Now that the phantom in front of her eyes has been following her like a shadow, Jiang Sile has realized how careless she was.

Now, she probably won't be able to get rid of it for the rest of her life.

And living with this strange hallucination, she has no ability to survive alone without someone's care.

Even if you are walking, if you are not in a familiar place, you will not even know that you will bump into a wall or fall into a river.

In modern times, would this be considered a second-level disability?

But what she saw was Ayi Shi's disapproving look.

"Anle is very good. Anle... Shanyu, he doesn't want us to go back..."

A Yishi carefully considered his words and spoke to Jiang Sile.

"But Wuqi, he is Shanyu's child..."

Jiang Sile shook her head, she saw more than what A Yi had seen.

"No, Wu Qi can't go back. It was precisely to avoid this moment that the old Wu Xian...he asked me to take him away."

After making peace, Jiang Sile took A Yishi's hand and spoke to him seriously about his opinions and concerns on the matter.

"He realized that Wu Qi would not be so honest after his death, so he asked me to take him away."

"This is his decision and his last wish." Jiang Sile slowly said all this.

She could feel A Yi's rapid pulse under her hand and knew his mood.

That man was indeed very cold and calculated everything clearly.

"Go and call him over, and I'll tell him."

Jiang Sile finally couldn't help but said.She didn't want A Yishi to be the bad guy.

After all, Wu Qi is one of the very few people who can talk and chat with him here, while others are more afraid and repelled by him.Even those Qingyi people.

After Jiang Sile and Wu Qi finished talking about those things, Wu Qi left Bieyuan lonely.

He probably went to get drunk to relieve his worries. Usually in this state, he would not come back until two or three days.

Jiang Sile doesn't like to drink, and he doesn't like to buy wine and store it at home.The nearest restaurants are in the city, several kilometers away.

Jiang Sile didn't care about Wu Qi. He had many people under his command and a few close brothers.Half of these people could be considered subordinates left to him by his dead bastard father. This could be considered the only bit of fatherly love that the old man had.

A Yishi also loved drinking. In other words, prairie people all loved spirits, which were delicious wines and nectar.

But he was very moderate. After being with Jiang Sile, he drank less and fell in love with tea.

After Luzhi left, Jiang Sile got used to making tea by himself.

The people here have a complicated tea ceremony, and even the ingredients used are very inferior, including adding Sichuan peppercorns and the like.

Jiang Sile didn't know how to make tea. The most he could do was put tea leaves, add hot water, and boil it to make green tea soup.

But Xuan Qingzi was quite accomplished in tea ceremony.

Originally, she would go to Yunhai Taoist Temple every six or seven days.

The Taoist priest with an immortal style was not cured of his illness, but he taught her how to make a good pot of tea now.

Now, as long as the utensils are placed in front of her, she is quite accomplished in making tea.

However, because of the hallucination, A Yishi rarely agreed to let her do it in person. Most of the time, he brewed it and handed it to Jiang Sile.

More than ten days later, news came that the two sides were going to war.

This made the people living in the Villa nervous. Although they couldn't do anything, they could still bicker.

Some people even want to use this to bet on the winning rates of both sides.

But then this man was taught a lesson by A Yishi, and after he cried and shouted that he would not break the gambling rule again, he slipped this man back to his villa.

Jiang Sile was actually very curious, but her estimate still lacked some data support, mainly because she didn't know Wu Mu well.

She had no idea what that man's methods were or what his intentions were.

But on the other hand, Jiang Sile knew a lot about Li Yancheng and Jiang Yi.

Because he knew so much, Jiang Sile was not optimistic about Daxia.

Li Yancheng's talent has been seen by everyone in the world, and his talent has been revealed, which is a bonus for Daxia.

Jiang Yi can be regarded as a wise and benevolent king, with quite the demeanor of a gentleman, but he is not like the old emperor at all, let alone Wu Xian.This made Jiang Sile difficult to make a decision and unable to reach a conclusion.

When others asked her opinion, Jiang Sile delayed or simply said she didn't know.

The two countries at war seemed to have had something to do with her, but that was all in the past. Today's situation still depends on God's will.

But God’s will is unpredictable.

Jiang Sile did not expect this final result.

The war was won, and Li Yancheng... died?
When Jiang Sile heard the news for the first time, he was stunned, and his heart suddenly felt like ice, cold and empty.

The news hit her like thunder and lightning, and she couldn't recover for a long time.

It wasn't until A Yi held her hand with concern that Jiang Sile realized that he was completely weak, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"The news...maybe whether it's true or not..."

A Yishi comforted Jiang Sile and said.

Once on the way to get married, he and Li Yancheng had a hard time getting along. At that time, he looked down on this idiot who only knew how to arrange troops.

After all, he had only a few men under his command at that time, and no matter how he arranged his troops, they could not compare to one of his Qingyi cavalry.

It was not until that time in the civil war that Li Yancheng showed his talent.

It was then that Ayi changed his mind.

What was once contemptuous hostility has become recognition.

He put his hands on Jiang Sile's shoulders and held her in his arms. She leaned her face on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat until she fell asleep.

For several days after that, Jiang Sile couldn't cheer up.

She faced the direction of the distant battlefield and burned yellow paper for Li Yancheng.

The people around her left one after another.

Another person left...

With the rainy weather in autumn, Jiang Sile finally managed to beat the cold. Now he could only lean on the bed and look at the early winter plum blossoms in the vase.

Ayi broke one off when he was young and brought it to the house.

Jiang Sile never noticed that he was so careful in handling these things.

When Jiang Sile asked curiously, Ayishi said: "I want to be happy and peaceful. Seeing the flowers will make me feel better."

At that time, when Jiang Sile looked at Ayi, he felt that he was as gentle as a living Bodhisattva.

Unconsciously, his heart and eyes are all filled with him.

While still lying on the hospital bed, Jiang Sile wrote a letter to Jiao Wen and sent him to the capital.

The content of the letter was very short, but it was a request from Jiang Sile to Jiang Yi.

She wanted to take Li Yancheng's body back and bury it on the outskirts of Kyoto.

Because when Li Yancheng was still the commander of the Beijing camp, he wrote to her and said that a high mountain near the Beijing camp was very suitable for burying green tombs. Many soldiers were buried there. He said that if he could not make a marquis and become a prime minister, he would be buried there. It would be nice to have someone there to chat with him about the art of war.

At that time, neither the person who wrote the letter nor the person who received the letter thought much about it. How could they have expected that the words would eventually come true.

Jiang Yi cried bitterly after receiving the letter, and then agreed to Jiang Sile's request. He went to Chengzhou to bring the body to Kyoto for burial, which fulfilled his wish.

When Jiang Yi wrote a reply to his sister, he rarely... hesitated a little.

He carefully wrote several drafts of the words and sentences, but in the end he casually crumpled them into a ball and threw them aside. (End of chapter)