surnamed Wang

It was getting dark, and the two old men in the imperial garden put away the chessboard. They said goodbye to each other with a simple bow without too much politeness.

Wang Yijing, who had passed his sixties, walked slowly to the palace, with the serving eunuch following behind him. He could neither get too close nor dare to get too far away. The Supreme Emperor had been a soldier all his life, and he was still strong in his old age, but he was closer. It's raining constantly, and it's inevitable that your muscles and bones will be sore and unfavorable.

Passing through a wide corridor, a golden figure appeared in front of him, followed by a group of palace maids and eunuchs.

Seeing the old man, the figure stepped forward to greet him, saluted respectfully:
"The child sees the father."

Wang Yijing nodded. The young man stood up and supported him. He raised his hand and waved him away. The father and son slowly walked along the stone road.

"Father, it will be your 65th birthday soon. Do you want to arrange it in a beautiful way?"

"No need, it's a waste of money and people, we can just go out of the palace for a walk."

The young man looked embarrassed when he heard this, "Father, you don't want to go to Zuixian Pavilion again, do you? As an emperor and a supreme emperor, what kind of behavior would it be if people saw it in that land of fireworks?"

"What are you talking about? My father is so old. Even if he has the intention, he doesn't have the energy. He can just find a restaurant."

"But not long ago, you sneaked out, got very drunk, and were sent back smelling like powder. The brothel boy knew that you were living in the palace, and he almost peed his pants on the spot."

"Hey, you kid, you only want to expose my shortcomings, right? Have you forgotten that when you were 12 years old and you peeked at the palace maid taking a bath, who took the blame for you? Your mother was so stunned by this that she didn't let me enter the house for half a month."

The two of them talked about scandals with each other, unlike other royal fathers and sons who were wary of each other or even incompatible.

Wang Yijing is just like his father and even his grandfather. As a son, he is not afraid of fighting no matter how big the family property is, so the relationship will naturally be harmonious.

All the way to the door of the palace, the young emperor saluted again and retreated. Wang Yijing stood at the door and paused for a moment before finally opening the door.

There were no eunuchs or maids in the room, so it seemed empty. Since the queen's death, he had never married again and was happy to be quiet.

He couldn't say how he felt about the blind woman he picked up from a beggar. He only knew that he felt at ease being with her. After getting along with her for decades, he had accumulated a deep friendship.

Wang Yijing sat down on the wooden couch, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup. When he put down the teapot, there was another person beside him.

The visitor was about thirty years old, wearing a black gold dragon robe. In the past, he had been considered an out-and-out deceiver. It would not be an exaggeration to pull him out and chop him up on the spot.

Wang Yijing was slightly surprised, but he quickly reacted and poured tea for the other party:

"You finally remembered me?"

"Listening to your tone, you are quite resentful?"

"Thirty years, do you know how I have lived these past 30 years?"

There was a hint of resentment in Wang Yijing's words, but the other party's expression remained as usual, he picked up the tea and said calmly:
"Of course I know, I'll stop the Yelu royal family, lead troops to the capital, succeed to the throne, and enjoy glory... Oh, by the way, I still run to the Fengyue place every now and then. It seems like I'm living a pretty good life."

Wang Yijing opened his mouth and was speechless. The young man put down the teacup and continued to say calmly:
"Now that we have enough time, let's talk about our experiences over the years in detail."

Wang Yijing looked straight at his own grandfather, who had tricked him countless times, and finally sighed and began to tell...

After Wang Siheng released his military power over a glass of wine, Wang Yijing was released from prison. After a mild punishment, his position was directly reduced from general to qianhu.

Wang Yijing was aware of the current situation and directly proposed to resign and retire. In order to reassure the emperor, he settled near Gongduwei. Although it was not under the emperor's nose, it was at hand, so there was no need to worry about causing any trouble.

Soon after, he married the blind woman, and the couple had a harmonious relationship. In the third year, he was diagnosed with pregnancy. Looking at his wife's growing belly, Wang Yijing couldn't stop feeling happy with his hands on his sleeves.

In the 687th year of the dynasty, war suddenly broke out on the northern front that had been quiet for a long time. The Yelu royal family betrayed their faith and mobilized the whole country to go south. The dynasty's defense line retreated steadily, and several states were lost in less than three months.

Since the imperial power was reduced, many military generals were afraid of another trouble, so they resigned early and retired like Wang Yijing. Wang Siheng wanted to invite them back to help, but he couldn't bear to lose face. After thinking about it, he finally approached Wang Yijing.

"Your Majesty, this matter is really difficult to handle. As you can see, my wife is about to give birth. What if I die in battle and leave them orphaned and widowed?"

"Don't worry, General Wang. I will order the Ordnance Factory to build you the strongest armor and the sharpest sword. As the deputy commander, you only need to take command with Ji Hong in the rear camp. You don't have to charge into the battle. Let's take a step back. , even if you really die in battle, you are still loyal, I will bring your wife and children into the palace to take good care of them, no one will dare to bully them."

Wang Siheng looked sincere. Ever since he seized power and ascended the throne, he had never begged someone so lowly. Wang Yijing also understood the principle of giving up when you are ready. If he refuses any more, he would be shameless. He hugged his fists heavily and said with dignity:

"The words have been spoken. For the sake of the people of the dynasty, I will fight even if it means mountains of swords and seas of fire."

"Okay!" Wang Siheng patted the opponent's shoulder heavily, "The future of the dynasty depends on you."

Wang Yijing nodded and returned his free and easy smile.

After the emperor left, Wang Yijing rubbed his face that was stiff with laughter and sighed deeply. Although the former King of Wu was not lovable, there was still room for improvement. Now, no matter how ugly he is, he would probably not be able to say "no." Character.

A few days later, Wang Yijing made arrangements, said goodbye to his family, and led his troops to the northern front.

The battle was difficult, but fortunately Ji Hong and Wang Yijing were both good at arranging troops, and they had cooperated before. After a simple reorganization of the three armies, they achieved good results in the first battle.

In the next few battles, the two men took turns commanding each other, with repeated styles. Combining virtual reality with reality, they beat the opponent in disorientation.

When the war broke out, Wang Yijing even went on the field to charge and kill several times in person. The imperial army became more and more powerful and forced the enemy back to the outside of the defense line.

……

Late at night, the two generals looked at the strategic direction. Ji Hong frowned and said:

"Further north is the Sword God Valley. Let's drive them there and cut off the suspension bridge. This can be considered as fulfilling His Majesty's instructions."

Wang Yijing suddenly raised his head, "Brother Ji Hong, do you think the Dynasty deserves to be so cowardly?"

"What do you mean?"

"Hundreds of years ago, the sword god Zhao Zhiyi carved out this natural chasm with a sword to protect the people of the Central Plains. At that time, the people living across the rift valley were Beitu.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the newly-emerged Yelu Dynasty has long forgotten the shock of the past. It has spent huge manpower and material resources to build a suspension bridge just to harass and invade us. If we just let them go, wouldn't it look like we are easy to bully? "

"You want to continue the pursuit?"

Ji Hong immediately understood what he meant.

Wang Yijing nodded and said:
"We have come all the way from the capital, so we can't go back empty-handed. Wouldn't it be a relief if we could ride on horseback to the capital and pick off Yelu Chuxiong's head?"

"This……"

Ji Hong was in trouble for a moment.

Wang Yijing continued to encourage:

"Don't worry, I will get His Majesty's consent first. After all, he has wanted to do this for a long time and should not object."

Ji Hong glanced at the sky to the north outside the tent, tightened his grip on the sword at his waist, and finally nodded:

"If I can get permission, I will personally kill Yelu Chuxiong."

Wang Yijing smiled slightly and wrote the memorial:

Now that we have been victorious in successive battles and the enemy has been defeated, this is a great opportunity.

The minister Wang Yijing and Ji Hong begged our emperor to show mercy and sent troops northward to seize the capital of King Yelu.In the future, the northern grasslands will feed and drink from the steeds of the dynasty, and His Majesty's holy name will be passed down for thousands of years.

... (end of this chapter)