Don't steal a man from me

Chapter 51

In Qincheng, Hexi, Jingming couldn't sleep well, couldn't eat, and was restless all day long. The news that Chen and Ji in the east had captured the Han and Guo cities had already spread to Qincheng in Hexi. He couldn't hold back, and wanted to lead his troops back to King Quyangqin privately.

Feng Qing stepped forward to hold Jing Ming's hand, Feng Qing's eyes were full of complexity, his eyes flickered and said: "Listen to me."

Jing Ming sighed, he adjusted his emotions, temporarily suppressed the worry and anxiety in his heart, nodded in response: "En."

"Qing Wang handed over all the elite soldiers of the Qing army to you and me, and ordered you and me to guard Hexi. Now that the soldiers of Chen and Ji are forcing Quyang, the king's letter has not been issued. I am afraid that something will happen to the king. The most conservative way now is It was you who established yourself as king in Qincheng." Feng Qing said in a low voice.

Jing Ming shook his head and refused without even thinking about it, he said: "Jing Ming fought all his life, not for the throne above ten thousand people, but for my eternal life."

Feng Qing shook his head, he sighed almost inaudibly and said, "Ask your heart, is your allegiance to Qingguo, or the Zhao clan that is in charge of the government?"

Jing Ming was stunned for a moment, and he said, "What's the difference?"

"The destruction of the Zhao family does not mean the collapse of the country, you can build a new country in Qincheng." Feng Qing said.

Jing Ming shook his head, he lowered his head and said, "I don't understand what you mean, I just know that I have to lead the army back to the capital immediately, and repel the armies of Chen and Ji, otherwise the old country will fall, and the people will live in dire straits, and Jing Ming will live rather than die."

Feng Qing made a concession, he grabbed his arm and said: "You want to go back to Quyang, I won't stop you, I want to go back with you."

"One hundred thousand ink soldiers are still staring at us in the five Hexi cities that I lost. Qincheng is an important town in the west of the country. It cannot be guarded by a marshal. With you in Qincheng, I can return to Quyang with peace of mind."

"Why are you so stubborn..." Feng Qing raised his eyebrows, he held Jing Ming's arm tightly, and begged, "Don't go, we'll think of another way."

"Ah Qing, Jingming has only two wishes in his life. One is to make the country last forever, and the other is to wish you peace and happiness." Jingming stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, kissed Feng Qing's hair on the temples, and said softly, "Can you be happy?" Treat me well in Qincheng when I return from triumph, just like in Dicheng."

Feng Qing closed his eyes heavily, the corners of his eyes were glistening with tears, he snuggled into Jing Ming's arms and remained silent for a long time.

Born in troubled times, some people want to become famous in one battle, some want to shine on the lintel, some want to rule the world, and some just want to hold one's hand and die in the age of war.

For example Feng Qing Jingming, for example Chu Yunqi Su Jue.

In the east, a round of red sun slowly rises from the horizon, Jing Ming is wearing black iron armor and leading the horse, behind him are fifty thousand soldiers, Feng Qing is dressed in red, standing quietly in front of Jing Ming, scarlet like fire, There was tenderness in Jing Ming's resolute eyes, he stretched out his arms to hug Feng Qing, patted him on the back and said softly: "I'm leaving, you wait in Qincheng for my triumphant return."

"Okay." Fengqing pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and smiled softly. He looked at Jingming, stroked his brows and eyes with his slender hands, and said with a smile, "Man Yazi, after this battle, you have to come back and marry me, Feng Don't wait until the expiration date."

"Yeah." Jing Ming blushed, because he couldn't control himself, he leaned forward and kissed the man's thin lips, then hugged Feng Qing tightly, let go, took a few steps back, turned around and didn't turn his head back to the ground horse.

The heavy sound of war drums resounded throughout the school grounds, Jing Ming drew his sword and pointed to the sky, and said loudly: "Let's go!"

"Hi!" The soldiers responded in unison, followed behind Jingming in unison, and slowly stepped onto the official road leading to Quyang facing the fiery red sun.

Feng Qing stood there for a long time, until all the figures of Jing Ming and the soldiers disappeared into the vast wilderness, he turned around expressionlessly and walked back to the bedroom.

God, Feng Qing has always been arrogant and arrogant, and has never begged anyone. Now, Feng Qing begs you to protect the safety of my beloved.

Jing Ming led the army to travel day and night without stopping, and finally arrived at the Shili Peach Blossom Pavilion outside Quyang City five days later.King Qing was here to welcome the soldiers who returned from the Northern Expedition back then, and now he is leading the soldiers to protect the king's safety.

The scout came back quickly and said: "The king has an order not to investigate the general's fault for leaving the camp without authorization, and ordered you to come to the city to meet him."

Jing Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and relaxed his tense nerves. He smiled and said, "Notify all the Sima, order the soldiers to set up camp here, and the general Wang Ben will follow the general into the city to face the king."

"No!" The scout clasped his fists and saluted, and then conveyed his order downwards.

Wang Ben and Jing Ming rode their horses towards the north gate of Quyang. The heavy city gate opened slowly, and the streets were bustling with people as usual, but there was something unusual about the peace and tranquility—there was no sense of urgency of the approaching war in Quyang City.Jing Ming frowned, before he had time to think about it, he quickly rode his horse to the front of Qing Palace.

The horse made a rough turn, Jing Ming pulled the reins, the horse neighed, raised its front hooves, and stopped with two clicks of its hooves. Jing Ming and Wang Ben got off their horses and walked quickly through the 36 steps. Step up and walk towards the main hall of the Qing Palace.

All the officials in the hall stood quietly on both sides. King Qing on the throne was wearing royal clothes and a crown on his head. Jing Ming frowned, subconsciously feeling that something was wrong. It wasn't until he walked to the center of the hall that he saw clearly whether the king sitting on the throne was Qing. Wang Zhaoyan, but Xiangguo Huiwen.

Jing Ming's expression changed, he quickly turned around, and stood back to back with Wang Ben, with a gloomy expression, he swept across the courtiers in the hall, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is my king?"

"Isn't that right here?" Huiwen stood up slowly and smiled.

"Bah! A traitor who seeks power and usurps the throne! You deserve to be king!" Wang Ben scolded.

Huiwen was not annoyed either, he leaned over and stretched out his hand to slowly pull away the dangling door in front of him, staring at Jingming carefully and said: "Hey, the general doesn't have to be so angry, anyone can sit on the throne, right?"

Jing Ming snorted coldly and said, "Aren't you afraid that Feng Qing will lead his troops to attack?"

"Scared, of course I am afraid, so I will kill you first, and then slowly deal with that disobedient phoenix." Hui Wen laughed.

"You!" Jing Ming drew his sword and glared at him. He said, "If you kill Feng Qing, I will turn into a ghost and haunt you for generations!"

"Hahahaha..." Huiwen raised his head and laughed loudly: "I, Huiwen, am half buried in the soil, so I am afraid of retribution? Before I die, I will change this Zhao family's Qingguo into my Huishi's Qingguo, The widow also dies without regret, hahahaha..."

Jing Ming kept a sullen face and said nothing, he was thinking about how to get out, Hui Wen said slowly: "General, you'd better not make useless struggles, or the widows will make your death ugly." They gathered a group of soldiers with bows and crossbows, and they quickly surrounded Jingming's Wang Ben in the center.

"General, you can choose one, do you want to be shot to death by random arrows or kill yourself?" Hui Wen said slowly.

Jing Ming's eyes flickered, and he was about to draw his sword to kill himself, when Wang Ben grabbed his arm, shook his head and said, "It's Wang Ben's luck to be a general's assistant in this life, and the general was born to be a general, wrapped in horse leather You shouldn’t have blood splashed on the court!” After speaking, he hugged Jing Ming tightly and rushed out of the palace.

"Shoot the arrow!" Hui Wen stood up from the throne and roared, "Shoot the arrow for the widow!"

The rain of arrows poured down all over the sky, Wang Ben counted his arrows and still defended Jingming.

The blood spreads and flows countercurrently into a river.

Jing Ming's body collapsed, he struggled to climb to the west, and leaned against a pillar outside Qingwang Palace, his eyes gradually blurred, blood flowed from the corner of his lips, Jing Ming said hoarsely, word by word: " Fengqing, my love."

For a moment, the sky was full of wind and clouds, covering the sun with gloom, and the howling wind blew painfully on people's faces. The clear sky in July suddenly became cloudy, and hailstones the size of small stones fell from the sky, smashing hard on the eaves, the ground and other places. Jingming's body.

The hailstone hit the pool of blood on the ground, splashing small bloody flowers.

On July 24, the second year of King Shang Lie, a generation of generals fell.

According to historical records, hail fell from the sky that day, birds wailed, and all ghosts wept together.

The news that Jing Ming was pierced by random arrows reached Qincheng at the end of August, and the scout, covered in blood, said this to Feng Qing, then fell to the ground and died.

Feng Qing remained expressionless, drank the cold tea in small sips, got up and took out a silk handkerchief from her bosom, gently wiped the blood off the scout's cheeks, and said word by word: "Man Yazi, are you here?" Walk slowly on the road to Huangquan, Fengqing wants to let the whole country be buried with you."

In July of the second year of King Shang Lie, Qingxiang Huiwen killed the king and usurped the throne, changed Zhao's Qingguo to Huishi's Qingguo, established himself as Qingwang, and sent envoys to Chu, hoping to form an alliance with the Chu king, and Pray for the king of Chu to intervene in Chen and Ji's invasion and occupation of Qingguo's land.

At the end of August in the second year of King Shang Lie, the king of Chu sent Fan Kui, the general of Chu, into Hanguan, an important town in the east, and ordered Chen and Ji to withdraw their troops and return the territory they had invaded and occupied. Withdrew the army and returned all the land in the eastern part of the country that had been occupied. Huiwen thanked the king of Chu for his help, and gave the king of Chu [-] miles of the Fenhe Plain in the south of the country as a thank you gift, and the king of Chu generously accepted it.

After such a toss, both Chen and Ji spent a lot of military and national power, but they still couldn't get the slightest benefit. The kings of the two countries were holding back their anger and dared not speak out. They could only smash their teeth into their stomachs. pharynx.

The structure of the Central Plains has changed again, and there are four powerful countries. In addition to the eastern power Xi, the southern power Chu, and the Qing Dynasty who changed its name and surname, the rising Mo country in the northwest border quickly entered the sight of the princes and kings of the Central Plains.

The two kings, Chen and Ji, complained that Chu Heng was interfering, and sent envoys to Xi, wanting to form an alliance with Xi, Song Weiguo was unexpectedly silent, Qing Wang Huiwen's ambitions were getting bigger and bigger, he was not willing to just be the king of Qingguo Wang, he wanted to pull Chu State from the position of the overlord of the Central Plains, so he secretly sent envoys to Xixi to discuss the strategy of attacking Chu.

The first snow in the second year of King Shanglie came quietly under such a turbulent Central Plains pattern.The ground is covered with white snow, and the sleeping insects don't know what kind of bloodbath awaits them in the spring of the coming year. At least now, under the snow, they are peaceful and peaceful.