"The emperor, no matter what, she is right." Xihe's voice was a little excited: "A woman thinks that her father was killed by her husband, and was designed a miscarriage. She was sent out of the palace within a day, if not I am pityed by others, I am afraid that I have been killed by the wine, and even the bones are not collected." Xi He's voice gradually calmed down: "A woman like her, who should have lived a peaceful and stable life for years, should be praised. Spoiled in the hands of her husband, without any wind and rain. But in this palace, what has she experienced?"

Xihe was not afraid, and even took the courage to go out: "She is not suitable for being in the palace. Although she is noble, she should not be a victim of politics. Although she is beautiful, she should not be overwhelmed by a heavy phoenix crown. Start. She is smart, but she can't match her concubine's calculations. She is worthy of a man's exhaustion to love, but you, the emperor, can't do it!"

"You!" Shen Xiyao's tone suppressed the endless anger, I even worried that he would let people put Xihe to death in the next moment.

My heart beats to my throat, and it is too late to digest what Xi He said, I am only worried that this will lead to killing.

"I am looking for you today, not to argue with you." After about half a cup of tea, Shen Xiyao's voice came again. At this moment, his tone was calm and he couldn't hear his mood.

"Xiaomin has violated, and please forgive the emperor." Xihe said: "I don't know what happened to the emperor when he uploaded Xiaomin?"

"The Uighur came here suddenly, Meng Hanzhi lost Jingcheng, what do you think?" Shen Xiyao's voice became serious and worried.

Xihe had heard Zhang Dehai say before, but still couldn't help being shocked: "Jingcheng is an important frontier fortress, and has always been a battleground for military strategists. After Jingcheng is Baili Pingchuan, you can get a large area of ​​land with Jingcheng." He hesitated: "It's just that Xiaomin can't figure it out. Jingcheng is easy to defend and difficult to attack. General Meng is also a veteran. How can he easily lose the city?"

"You have to ask him!" Shen Xiyao was extremely unhappy.

"The emperor, if you lose Jingcheng, you must defend Kangcheng. I don't know who the guardian is now?" Xi He said anxiously.

"It's Song Mingcheng whom you recommended." Shen Xiyao replied.

Xihe seemed to breathe a little relieved: "Song Mingcheng can be entrusted to him, but he must have been prepared for the attack. Song Mingcheng is good at defending the city, and Kangcheng doesn't need to worry about it. But if you want to completely drive away the Huihu, you must first regain Jing. city."

"Who do you think is up to this task?" Shen Xiyao's voice was brighter.

"For the record and experience, only Ling Hongxiang is suitable." Xihe thought for a while.

"Southern Xinjiang has been a little uneasy recently. He should not be transferred away when he is stationed in the southwest." Shen Xiyao said helplessly.

"Then... Huang Shi'an can barely do." Xi He thought for a moment and said.

"Huang Shi'an lacks consideration for everything, and it is not appropriate to deal with the cunning Uyghur." Shen Xiyao denied.

"This... I am afraid that there is no suitable candidate among the generals. Does the emperor want to use new people?" Xi He asked in doubt.

"This kind of juncture is not the time to experience a newcomer." Shen Xiyao's tone actually contained a smile.

He paused and said, "Actually, you know that although there are many Daxi generals, few may be ordered in danger. Most of the generals are stationed at the border, and they move their whole body easily and cannot easily be moved. This Uyghur raid was not due to Ling Hongxiang being transferred. Li?" Shen Xiyao's tone revealed anxiety, and the mystery was hidden in the words.

"So..." Shen Xiyao didn't say any more.

"The emperor meant..." Xihe seemed to understand something: "But Xiaomin is a criminal."

"Before you went to the southwest, you had been training in the Northwest Army. Those tribes had not made big moves because of you and Hongxiang's deterrence before. At this time, you are the most suitable to go. As for guilt," Shen Xi paused: "Then you should pay tribute to the crime Right.

"Daily sin and meritorious service." Xihe repeated, I heard him kneeling, and at the same time, I changed my name.

"The emperor Xie, the emperor, will surely live up to the emperor's trust. The city gains people, and the city loses." He said firmly and resolutely.

Shen Xiyao's voice is rare and gentle: "I don't want you to die, I want you to subdue the Uyghurs, and I want you to commit your sins and make meritorious service to be the upright King Yu."

"Zhang Dehai, give me a verbal order to make Yu Wang Shen Xihe a general of Dingguo, and set off in three days with an army of one hundred thousand to recover the Huihu to comfort my heart."

"Long live my emperor, long live my emperor." Xi He bowed down: "The minister will prepare now."

"Wait." Shen Xiyao hesitated slightly: "Do you have any wishes before you leave?"

I was surprised by what he said and wished. He asked Xihe what his wish was? Could it be...I dare not think about it, but faintly hope that Shen Xiyao will not do what I worry about.

"The emperor," Xi He said after a moment of silence: "Please take care of the emperor, and the minister will live up to the emperor's trust."

"You have said that. Now that it is dangerous, you have nothing else to say?"

"Chen... nothing more." Xi He's tone was a little bit painful.

"Before you leave, you don't want to see her again?" Shen Xiyao's tone was not teasing and temptation.

"Chen..." Xihe struggled and finally said: "She shouldn't have seen me now."

"The emperor," I heard a slight noise, and I wanted to come to Xihe to kneel on the ground again: "The emperor, if you forgive me, forgive her too. She is the fairy in your heart, how can you bear to let the wind, rain and dust in this world defile you? What about her?"

"What you said before, I can't give her the love." Shen Xiyao paused and said: "You were wrong, I gave it." After saying this, Shen Xiyao's voice raised his beard: "Xihe, be careful this time. "

I couldn't help standing in front of the door, almost pricking my ears, trying to engrave the lingering voice in my mind. Tears couldn't help but drip, strung bright lines on the azure-blue golden dragon's sea brocade blanket, stirring up deep blue waves.

I was almost immersed in grief and couldn't extricate myself, so even if the door in front of me was opened, I had no scruples. All I know is that the clear and gentle figure in my memory left me after the door banged.

The tears fell silently, uncontrollable, and I didn't want to control it.

The golden curtain was pulled apart, and over Shen Xiyao's body, under the bright moonlight, a pale and thin figure drifted away, finally being covered by the vast night. I couldn’t help but try to open my eyes wide, almost exhausting my energy to pursue it. Even, I had a trace of hope, hoping that he could turn his head back. Even if he can’t see me, as long as I can see his face, this life will be all. I was willing to break. However, no matter how wide I open my eyes, it is in vain.

But I finally saw him, even if it was from behind, I should be satisfied.

At this time, Xihe had restored his identity under Shen Xiyao's acquiescence, and assumed the burden of innate responsibility. I believe that he will return triumphantly, and he will surely become the unparalleled King Yu again. And I, I will also use my heart and soul to greet his triumph with the most beautiful smile that shocks people.

Even if the identity has been separated by two days.

After regaining his senses, I saw a hint of discomfort in Shen Xiyao's cold eyes.

"Enough to see?" His voice was even more unpleasant than his eyes.

I lowered my head, suppressing the huge sadness in my heart, and changed into a smile: "It turns out that the emperor will be jealous." As I said, I laughed, but my heart gradually moved away with the figure.

"You are..." Shen Xiyao looked at me carefully, and suddenly smiled evilly: "Are you testing me?"

In fact, I believe that he knows whether I am tempting, why I am standing here, whether the nostalgia and dissatisfaction in my eyes are pretending.

However, Shen Xiyao's lips covered my lips with a cold touch. His hands hugged me at the same time, so tight that my bones hurt. I know, he knows the truth, but he would rather be confused.

This kiss was long, and although I couldn't feel the tenderness and honey that a kiss should have, the kiss that Shen Xiyao almost looted still made me breathless. After a long time, he finally let go of me, his mouth bends slightly.

"Yes, I am jealous."

I turned my head slightly and lowered it slightly, facing his eyes with the perfectly curved side face. Also, that smile like nothing.

"The emperor is jealous..." I paused: "I really can't bear this guilt." The smile still remained, with a touch of teasing.

"How can you not afford it?" Shen Xiyao kissed my neck, breathing softly in his ears, "Aren't you always jealous of me."

He bit my earlobe suddenly, and I only felt a burst of pain coming from my ears, and I couldn't help but uttered a "huh". At this sound, Shen Xiyao pushed me onto the bed, and he started to embezzle me crazy.

I lay on my pillow, and tears slipped silently down my cheeks as he moved again and again.

The ten years of Daxi was a turbulent year. During this year, Shen Xiyao encountered the biggest dilemma since he took the throne.

A month later, the Frontier Guards Report came from Xihe to Cannes day after day, with mixed news. No one thought that Meng Hanzhi would privately sell half of the 100,000 stone, grain and grass allocated by the court to the people on the border.

This was a charity in the Heian period. After all, crops are difficult to grow in the barren land, and the people really need food to wrap their stomachs. As for him, the Ministry of Criminal Justice will make a ruling.

But in wartime, the 50,000-stone ration is particularly important. However, the court thought that the rations were sufficient. After Shen Xiyao got the report, he would allocate the rations to the front line. During this period of time, the ration on the battlefield would inevitably be insufficient.

Just when Shen Xiyao was about to transfer to the border, drought came across the river. This year's crops all withered under the sun, and Hejian will have no harvest this year. One third of Daxi's grain is produced in the Hejian area.

At the same time, Longzhong came to report that the Yellow River was diverted, ten households and nine wounded, and the long yellow mud under the water was once peaceful and peaceful villages.

For a time, the rationing of soldiers and food on the front battlefield was not enough, and the enemy troops stuck to Jingcheng. It was difficult to break through in a short time and needed food and grass support. Both drought and flood in the rear, people living in dire straits, need food to cope.