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Xinjiang, also known as Xintian, has been the capital of Jin for almost a hundred years, and it has its own advantages. [Latest chapter read..] Here, there is Huotai Mountain in the north as a barrier, Shangdang in the east as a wall, a hundred or two hundred miles to the west is the big river, and there are rivers such as Fen, Su, and Hui as the abyss. This is what Huyan said back then. It is the most prosperous, richest and most densely populated metropolis in Hedong.

Xinjiang Dili is here. It was originally the center of the lords and merchants. The streets are full of noise and prosperity. There are several markets in the city where horses, cattle and sheep, corn and rice are traded. It was very lively, and the voices from the city could be heard from miles away. But today, as the Shanxi Civil War entered its fourth year, Xinjiang gradually withered, and everything from the streets to the market was very deserted.

In the past, every month before the winter solstice, the envoys of hundreds of feudal lords who came to greet the Marquis of Jin disappeared without a trace. The streets of Xinjiang were deserted. There were very few young people, and only the elderly and women and children who could not go to the battlefield were left behind.

"It's not because of the war..." Speaking of the war, the people of Xinjiang State shook their heads and sighed. If at the beginning of the war, they were reluctantly willing to fight against the rebels under the banner of the Marquis of Jin and Zhibo, and to fight to defend the dignity of the Jin court, now But already exhausted.

The children of each family should not be conscripted into the army, and followed Zhiyao everywhere to rescue the emergency, but they were unable to make a breakthrough. Half of Jin's land fell into the hands of the rebels of Zhao and Han, and Hedong was like being surrounded. The grain to the east of Taihang was cut off, and the transportation of fur, tendons and corners to the north of Huotai also stopped. The war caused a huge impact on their daily life. Impact.

Fortunately, there is still corn along the Fen River, and there is a steady stream of brine in the solution pool. The Qin state in the west was because Duke Ai of Qin was critically ill a few years ago, and the prince died suddenly before he succeeded to the throne, so he could only let Gongsun succeed the throne. , a fortune in misfortune.

But these can only keep Hedong alive, but not enough to win. Before the autumn harvest, Dongfang was in an emergency, and Qingzhuang was recruited into the army again. They couldn't remember the first time in four years. After watching them leave, the people of Xinjiang are spreading the word that it was Zhao Wuxi who came back. He had already crossed Taihang and hit the east of Shangdang, which is only two hundred miles away from Xinjiang...

Now that several months have passed, although the Zhibo government is still trying to cover up the passivity of the Jin army, all kinds of rumors are still spreading silently in the city. In order to supply the front line in the east, grain and brine from Anyi stopped being transported into Xinjiang, and the price of salt and grain continued to rise, and the people of the country were already complaining.

However, the worse thing is yet to come. The time has just entered October. The people of Jin opened their houses early in the morning, but found that it was lonely outside, every door was closed, and soldiers were patrolling the streets from time to time. What happened?

"Get out of the way, get out of the way quickly!" Several military vehicles hurried past, splashing the puddles left by the rain last night.

The watchman ran after panting, answering their doubts to the Jin people: "There is an order in power, and the whole city is under martial law! Don't walk through the streets during the day."

When he met an acquaintance, he would remind him in the ear of the other party: "Be careful, it is said that the east side has lost again!"

The listeners all wailed: "I lost again? My husband and my son are still in the army!"

Amidst the gloom and gloom, this untrue news was spread by dozens of people, and for a time, the whole Xinjiang panicked.

...

"Is there any new news from the east?" Zhixiao, the eldest grandson of the Zhi clan, had red eyes, and whenever someone came over, he grabbed it and asked.

"The news over there has been cut off, but the army is trapped and cannot be separated from ten."

"This...how should this be done? Ayao was fine too. She was fine a few days ago, so why did she suddenly lose?" Zhixiao was defeated by Zhao Jun in Wen County a few years ago, and only escaped alone after relying on Changhong's protection. When he came back, he was devastated from then on. He was afraid of going to the battlefield, so when his father was fighting in Jinyang in the north and his younger brother Zhiyao was trapped in Danshui, he stayed in Xinjiang to help his grandfather with household chores.

"Xiao, don't worry..."

Zhisong, who was honorably called "Zhibo", was still calm and composed, his face was sinking like water, and he closed his eyes slightly after sitting at the desk.

"Grandfather, can't you be in a hurry? The Wei family suddenly came to report that the army was defeated, and my brother was trapped under the Light Wolf City along with Fan Gaoyi, Liang Yingfu, Wei Ju and others. As far as Zhishi is concerned, it is like a bolt from the blue!"

Zhisong sighed: "You are not on the battlefield, so even if you are in a hurry, you can't hurry. Now we can only do what we can, such as... quickly enter the palace, and then control Weimanduo!"

Zhisong had been skeptical of Wei's position and attitude for a long time ever since the Wei's fleet evacuated alone, but he had been reluctant to speak out due to the situation. Since Zhao Wuxi defeated Qi, Zheng, Zhou, Zhongshan were neutral or fell to Zhao, Zhisong knew that only relying on the west of Taihang in Jin, he could not defeat Zhao alone, and this battle was already impossible. If he wins, he shouldn't sit back and watch Fan and Bank of China fail, and miss the only opportunity to surround and destroy Zhao's...

But at this point in the war, I knew that Zhao's hatred was deep, and the door to peace talks could not be opened for a long time.

"The gods in the world can't be used, and they can't be held. Those who do it will lose, and those who hold on will lose it. Therefore, the saints do nothing, so there is no defeat, so there is no loss..."

At that time, after closing his eyes and reciting a mysterious and mysterious words, Zhisong decided to take a defensive position in this war, wait for Zhao's self-defeating, and then take advantage of it.

It is a pity that Zhao Wuxi has stabilized, and there has been no major war in the past two years, so that the land of the people under his rule can rest. Instead of self-defeating as Zhishi hoped, it has grown stronger. When he went west again, the momentum could no longer be stopped. Zhisong had no choice but to make a desperate attempt to make the grandson Zhiyao, known as a genius, as the handsome. I hope he can create a miracle, and then use war to promote peace and split Taihang with the Zhao clan. And rule...

However, the miracle did not appear after all. If there is anything worse than the defeat of the coalition forces, that is, Zhisong is about to lose control of the Wei family.

Wei's messenger came back early to announce that it was suspicious. The blood-soaked messenger yelled after entering the city, which made people panic. In the eyes of the sensitive Zhisong, this was simply ulterior motive!

So his first reaction was to put Wei Hao, who was still in Xinjiang City, under house arrest.

After Zhi Xiao took the order, he immediately took someone to Wei's mansion, but he found that he was a step late, and there were only some vertical people and maids left, and Wei Hua was nowhere to be seen. He hurriedly drove back to the prefect, and at the gate, he met the imperial robe, who was about to enter the palace to meet the Marquis of Jin and explain the front-line battles.

"Grandfather, I heard that Wei Huatian went into the Xiqi Palace before dawn!"

"Not good..." A bad premonition flashed in Zhisong's heart. He had counted everything, but he still missed one thing. "Quickly order 2,000 clan soldiers and follow me to the Xiqi Palace!"

At this time, Wei Lu didn't stay in the mansion to dispel his doubts, but hurriedly entered the palace. This only showed one thing, that is, the only remaining ally of the Zhi clan, the Wei clan, doesn't seem to want to be with his family anymore. To forget each other in the rivers and lakes!

...

When the ancestors and grandsons of the Zhi family set off, it was just at the beginning of the shower. The morning sun broke through the clouds and rose, and the red light scattered all over the city. Along the way, the red leaves of the elms and locust trees on the side of the road were scattered. From a distance, the palace was empty like a cloud, and the road was behind. The spaciousness was also a magnificent and beautiful scenery, but they were not in the mood to appreciate it. They just asked the imperial guard to speed up the car, and the two thousand clan soldiers behind also ran out of breath.

"Yousi, the gatekeeper of Xiqi Palace, used to favor my family, so grandfather doesn't have to worry about it..."

Zhisong was not so optimistic, and he took a wrong step by mistake, he smiled bitterly: "I said that the world is impermanent, what is right is strange, and what is good is a demon. In such a situation, will people turn their hands and turn their hands into clouds and turn their hands into rain? , who can tell?"

They galloped on the central axis paved with bluestone slabs, and the Xiqi Palace was approaching. The high-pitched rammed earth platform came into view, and the armored soldiers and spears and halberds behind the parapet were still there. The only difference is that, seeing Zhishi's ruling car driving the flag approaching, the scarlet palace gate is still firmly closed...

Zhixiao drove directly to the side of the stone statue "Xi" beast with claws and claws on both sides of the main entrance, raised his head and shouted: "Government is here, don't open the door quickly!"

No one responded. After a while, after Zhixiao shouted several times, someone from the city head came out and cupped his hands: "I hope Zhibo will forgive me. After the news of the defeat of the front line today, the monarch is very sad. Decided to give up the court to reflect, Xiqi Palace will also be under martial law, please go back and come back another day."

"Confused! The military situation is in a hurry, and you have to pick the time to close the palace!"

Zhixiao thought it was incredible, but Zhisong stopped him, squinting and looking up at the people in the city: "Dai Ziyong, this old man didn't recognize the wrong person, why is it you who guards the gate of Xiqi Palace?"

Zhixiao also recognized the general at the head of the city. This person was named Ziyong, and his identity was quite good. He was the youngest son of Duke Zhao of Jin, and the uncle of the current Marquis of Jin. From the time of Jin Xiangong, the state of Jin had a rule: there is no public office in the country, and no group of sons. When the son Gongsun became an adult, he would be driven to a foreign country to make a living on his own. After Ziyong left, he chose to go to the Song state. .

A few years ago, Dai Ziyong was summoned back by the Marquis of Jin because of the shortage of sons and grandsons in the country and no one to manage the affairs of the clan. But he just caught up with the Zhao clan to betray Jin. Because of his relationship with the Sicheng Le clan, he was regarded as a pro-Zhao faction, so he was implicated and dismissed. He has been idle at home for four years.

"It was the monarch's appointment last night..."

last night? Zhisong's heart tightened: "Why is such an important appointment as Miyagi's guardian~lightnovelpub.net~ implemented without my consent?"

"Xiqi Palace is the residence of the monarch, whoever appoints the gatekeeper does not need to seek the consent of the ruling party!"

After Dai Ziyong withdrew knowingly, another voice sounded from the top of the city. A middle-aged man who also wore the crown of a gentleman stood on top of the ancestors and grandsons of the Zhi clan to greet them. The owner of the house, Wei Ju.

"What's more, Zhibo, you are no longer in power!"

"Weimando!" Zhisong's face sank like water, "What do you mean?"

Wei Lu's face was very similar to Wei Ju's, but with a hint of forbearance and old age, he squeezed out a smile and said, "Zhi Bo, the monarch has just given an order for me to temporarily take the position of the high minister and join the Zhao family and the Han family. The Lord will chase down the evil ministers on the monarch's side together! And this evil minister..."

He was condescending, his face full of victory expressions, and he pointed to the grandparents of the Zhi family: "It's you who are talking about!" (~^~)

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