Single Man Guarding a Lonely City, Invincible in the World

One person guards the lonely city, invincible in the world Chapter 32 The Empress bursts into tears, and the Jinluan Palace bursts into tears [Thanks to the ordinary happy leader! 】

The meeting bell rang.

Liu Shang stood on the majestic square and looked up at the majestic Golden Palace. Sixty-three years later, he came here on behalf of Anxi Yinghun.

"Come in." Xu Ting said softly, walking steadily up the white jade stairs.

Liu Shang took a deep breath and followed closely behind.

In the Golden Palace, the atmosphere was so solemn that it was suffocating.

The empress was wearing a dragon robe and a crown, and her delicate cheeks showed no mood swings.

Hundreds of civil and military officials stood holding their wat, and exchanged glances. The emperor of Northern Liang visited for no reason, and it was difficult to distinguish good from evil.

In his honorable capacity, what is worth a visit in person?

When the old man with gray temples and deep-set eyes stepped into the court hall, the ministers suddenly fell silent.

As long as you speak, you can analyze the attitude.

Today is the orthodox imperial power. According to the etiquette, Xu Ting must also bow his head.

The tension in the courtroom reached its peak.

Lengthy silence.

"Meet the Son of Heaven."

Xu Ting bowed slightly and stopped when he clicked.

As if the tense bowstrings were suddenly loosened, the civil and military officials were sweating profusely, and the atmosphere in the hall eased a lot.

"Give a seat." The Empress nodded her delicate chin.

"No." Xu Ting didn't want to waste time on red tape, so he directly stated his intention:

"Does Li Tang Sheji still remember the Anxi Army guarding the Western Regions?"

The voice fell, and the noise stopped abruptly!

The ministers were shocked, and subconsciously looked at Liu Shang, who was at a loss.

Although in the past sixty-three years, even historians have concluded, "I don't know whether to live or die..." These few words have forever sealed the story of the lonely Western Regions.

But later generations will not forget!

The Empress stared silently outside the hall, her heart turned upside down, she said decisively:

"I dare not forget for a moment, Li Tang Sheji is ashamed of Anxi!"

It seems to be close to the truth. In fact, she has already guessed, otherwise she would not have appointed Li Lian to take the colorful pigeons to the Western Regions.

But in the center of the court, no subject believed her, to be precise, no one believed in miracles.

Xu Ting nodded, gave Liu Shang an encouraging look, then stepped back half a step, leaving the stage to the legendary warrior who climbed out of the Western Regions.

Facing the countless gazes, Liu Shang lowered his head and didn't dare to stare at him, but then he thought about it. Isn't Gucheng standing upright in the center of the Tang Dynasty for sixty-three years?

He straightened his back and tried to pronounce it through his teeth and lips, but even with his bloodshot eyes wide open, he could still only say "ahbaahba".

I am so useless. Pharmacist Sun has clearly taught it many times. I practice day and night, why can't I do it.

The Golden Throne Hall was dead silent, and even the dripping sound of leaking carvings in the hall could be clearly heard.

The ministers were silent,

All seem to be waiting for an unprecedented miracle.

Liu Shang squirmed his throat, and after repeated efforts, he finally made an intermittent voice:

"An... Anxi's army doesn't... humiliate its mission, and never lose an inch of land."

After he finished speaking, his eyes filled with tears, just for this sentence, Anxi's more than 20,000 heroic souls died heroically, none of them begged for surrender, and the white-haired man couldn't hold the spear, and he had to stick to the territory of the Central Plains.

boom!

The body of the civil and military officials was stiff, and their eyes were tightly closed, but it was as if the dam was broken in one fell swoop, and the river surged in.

Someone burst into tears.

Without losing an inch of land, these four words are so simple that even a child who has just started a private school can read them, but they are too heavy!

In what desperate situation did the Anxi Army not lose an inch of land?

Living in the hinterland of barbarians, without reinforcements for 63 years, there is no hope in the desolate and desolate desert, not even a ray of breeze from the Central Plains.

In the endless darkness, there are still a group of people who faithfully fulfill the mission of "extending the territory" that was given to them during the heyday of the Tang Dynasty.

Year after year, day after day.

The Empress clasped her fingers tightly, her knuckles turned white, forcibly suppressed her emotions, and said in a trembling voice:

"Majestic and majestic, fierce and fierce for eternity!"

"You did not live up to the Central Plains, it is the Central Plains that can't help you."

"I……"

She was stuck in her throat, as if she wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Maybe I once expected that Anxi Army would have descendants to survive, but I never expected that the territory would still be there. What kind of shocking clinging was that?

The eyes of the civil and military officials were flushed, and the battle-hardened generals kept weeping. What was more desperate than death on the battlefield was hopelessness.

"When the body is dead, the gods use the spirit, and the soul is determined to be the hero of the ghost." Zai Jingjing choked up.

A lonely city is a miracle, an indestructible belief!

suddenly.

"Sixty-three years ago, my father picked up the wine for the expedition..." A green-robed official's lips twitched and he ran out of the palace quickly.

Dad, you finally got it!

The dynasty was full of grief, and in the silent depression, Xu Ting said in a hoarse voice:

"Anxi's twenty-two thousand three hundred and seventy-three generals died one after another, and none of them begged to surrender. Except for the old and disabled women and children in the city, there was only one person left to defend the city."

"His name is Gu Changan."

The ministers were suffocating their breath, and they couldn't contain their emotions any more, and they wept and wept.

Despair is not about the death of 20,000 people, but the death of one person, which happens 20,000 times!

The number of people around me is decreasing one by one. It was originally 20,000 people, but gradually it became 2,000, 200...

No one wants to go home, but if they fall, the country will be lost!

They went to death one after another, shed the last drop of blood, guarding the territory of the Tang Dynasty, but also the spirit of China!

Without reinforcements and support, not a single letter from the family could be sent back to his hometown. Such persistence is really hard.

"You are the last glory of the prosperous Tang Dynasty." The queen's voice trembled, and the corner of her mouth tasted a hint of bitterness before realizing that she burst into tears.

She wants to reward Anxi's heroic soul, and she wants to build a martyr's shrine in Chang'an, but before that, she must do one thing for the sun and the moon—

Take the last guard home!

"His Majesty."

The official in green robe returned to the court hall and supported the trembling old man, who was as scrawny as firewood, holding a muddy wine jar in his arms.

"Wei...Wei Cihan, sixty-three years ago, he went out to drink at Dianjiangtai."

Tears flowed down the old man's face full of ravines.

As the saying goes, there is a beginning and an end. When Anxi's army returns to Chang'an, it is still up to him to serve wine.

But he waited for a long time, and his memory was blurred, but he didn't wait for the frontier army.

Wei Cihan pushed his son away and struggled to stand still, just as he was standing at the point of command at the age of twenty-seven, looking tremblingly at the mighty Tang Tiejun.

The old man slowly raised the wine jar above his head. Although it was a long, long time late, he was finally able to complete his mission.

His old eyes were cloudy, and he wanted to appear solemn, but he still choked up:

"Congratulations to Master Wang's triumph."

All of a sudden, the officials burst into tears, Liu Shang clenched his fists tightly, wishing this scene happened sixty years ago.

He looked at the old man and walked over gently.

"Have you ever fallen into the prestige of the Central Plains?" Wei Cihan burst into tears.

Liu Shang's vocal cords roared with difficulty, "Never... never!"

"Can you be ashamed of the common people of the society?"

"No shame."

Wei Cihan smiled and handed over the wine jar:

"Please drink!"

Liu Shang's eyes were red, but he didn't open the altar while holding the wine. He was not qualified to drink up the triumphant wine for Anxi Yinghun, but Chang'an was what he could drink.

"Your Majesty, Caomin Fuque, please bring Anxi Yinghun's ashes back to Chang'an."

Wei Cihan fell to his knees, crying.

He is dying, he is afraid that the Chinese civilization will be buried in the hands of barbarians, and he is even more afraid that the people of the Central Plains will be slaughtered by foreign races, and Shenzhou cannot die!

In an era of upside-down chaos, the Anxi Army's spiritual candlelight is sorely needed, and a national crest that can still resist in a desperate situation is needed!

"Please get up." The Empress motioned to the imperial censor in front of the palace to help the old man up and said firmly:

"I hereby swear that Datang will definitely go to the Western Regions!"

The ministers gradually calmed down their sadness, and also clarified the intention of Bei Liang Xu Ting's visit.

He underestimated His Majesty.

It seems that he wants to force Datang to make a statement in this way.

But he didn't know that, as early as a year ago, His Majesty issued an imperial decree to send 10,000 elites to the Western Regions, which was rejected by the court.

But now, the civil and military officials have only one thought in their hearts.

must go!

Take back Anxi's ashes, go back to Chang'an, take back the most tenacious torch of will in the Central Plains.

The flames start a prairie, wake up the sleeping land of Shenzhou, burn the blood of the common people, it is time to stand up!

We have thousands of years of history, and we have experienced so many ups and downs. Even if we are facing a certain death, we must have the courage to turn back.

The Central Plains cannot die!

Xu Ting's face was like a flat lake, and there was an unnoticeable gratification in the depths of his eyes.

After all, the Tang Dynasty is still the orthodox of the Divine Continent. If it refuses, it will really chill the world and completely ruin this glimmer of hope.

Fortunately, the empress was not the previous straw-bag emperors.

After suffering for so long, it is time to fight the barbarians in the Western Regions!

unexpected.

The eunuch's half-yin and not-yang voice suddenly came from outside the Golden Palace:

"Report to Your Majesty, Mobei Zhe Lansu's staff has requested an audience."

The civil and military officials wiped away the tears, and a trace of doubt passed through the red eyes.

barbarian?

Mobei Zhe Lansu is also a third-rank member of the barbarian country, and it is impossible for the Central Plains to not know this person.

"Xuan." The queen's tone was strong.

After a while, a scribe with a hood and blue eyes respectfully entered the temple.

He had been lurking in Chang'an City long ago on the orders of the Emperor. Today, when he heard that the Emperor Beiliang had entered the capital alone, he guessed that the isolated city in the Western Regions had been exposed.

Take this opportunity to surrender!

The staff noticed the hateful eyes and the surging anger, and quickly thought about dispelling the hatred:

"Gu Changan is still alive."

When the words fell, the civil and military officials were relieved. They were too afraid that the man would fall.

Liu Shang laughed and cried. He fulfilled the agreement he made outside the city, and Changan did not break the contract.

The five fingers that the Empress had hidden in the sleeves of her robe clenched tightly, and then released it as if venting her excitement.

Seeing that the hostility of the Golden Palace was reduced, the aides simply crawled and shouted loudly:

"Your Majesty the Great Tang, my Lord would like to lead 13,000 elites to surrender to the Great Tang Society."

boom!

It's like thunder rolling in!

The civil and military officials showed horror in their eyes, and they subconsciously felt that there was a deceit.

The barbarians are arrogant, and China is getting weaker day by day. No matter how you deny it, it is a fact of this era.

How many people in the Central Plains have turned to the barbarians, but no high-ranking barbarian officials have ever begged for surrender in Shenzhou, not to mention a territorial official with military power.

Ridiculous!

Arabian Nights!

Just a savage dog who dares to tease the center of the Tang Dynasty can be killed!

"Dangerous..." The Empress's joy instantly went out, and her beautiful jade cheeks quickly turned pale.

"The Holy City Thunder is furious, and my master nine clans have all been killed. I implore the Tang Dynasty to give me a way to live."

The staff were heartbroken and grief-stricken.

If it is not the end of the road, how would you like to become a laughing stock on the pillar of shame of the empire?

The strength gap between the two civilizations is too great, and it is not stupid to take refuge in the Central Plains, which is doomed to perish!

The Golden Palace was silent.

The ministers suffered a sudden cardiac arrest, and the veins on their foreheads sprung up one by one, and finally a sense of powerlessness swept through the whole body.

Zhe Lansu used to be the one who punished the seven thousand li in the Western Regions. What crime did he commit to be punished by the Nine Clan?

afraid to think, afraid to think.

A man who never retreats in the dark may have to face the entire barbarian country alone!

"Please... Please give your Majesty the Tang a chance." The aide said in a low voice with a sullen expression.

The Empress did not express her position, but just stared at him for a moment:

"Have you met Gu Changan?"

The staff suddenly fell silent, and the bloody scene of the desert appeared in his mind. At that time, he followed his honor to watch, and Gu Changan's figure was deeply imprinted in his soul.

Datang definitely wants to hear it, so let's talk.

The hall is quiet.

The staff adjusted their emotions and said:

"Three years ago, the old witch just took office as the sanctioner. She respectfully drove the city of Qiuci and led the elite of the four thousand Yue clan."

He skipped the honor and fled.

But the civil and military officials are so easily fooled, a censor asked with a cold face:

"The sanctioner of the Western Regions should be Zhe Lansu!"

The staff felt humiliated, and the group of people asked, hesitating for a while or sighing:

"The Lord is afraid of Gu Changan, and decided to step down and leave the mess to the old witch."

The Golden Throne Hall fell into boundless silence, the ministers were dumbfounded, and their eyes were full of shock!

Zhelansu is one step away from being the judge of the barbarian round table, but he would rather lose his power and flee the Western Regions.

"Why?" The Empress was expressionless, pursing her red lips tightly.

The staff is dizzy, is it interesting to expose the scar like this? Cause and effect that even children can understand, but they have to pretend to be a lake!

He didn't know it was, Datang wanted to understand every deed of the man who carried the glory of China alone.

"Let's talk about the old witch Yue Jiuling." The staff vetoed, it was really hard to say.

Without waiting for the court's response, he quickly said:

"Outside the city, the 4,000 elites are like a rainbow, and in that mottled and dilapidated city, there is only a figure in a white robe."

"In that desperate situation, who of you still has the courage to fight?"

The military attache Xun will shudder.

When they are walking on the road and crowds of people come, they will feel heavy pressure, not to mention the four thousand elites in armor and weapons?

They will definitely have weak legs, not laughing at themselves, but boasting.

Just trembling is already a great courage. If you deeply analyze yourself, you may have raised the flag long ago.

The staff's face was tense and his voice was low:

"But what did Gu Changan do?"

"He's beating the drums!

"

"The drums are loud, and there is only one person, but shouting Anxi Army, follow me to the death!"

The ministers were shocked. Although they knew that Gu Changan had survived in the end, their hearts were also beating violently at this moment.

"He carried the flag and walked out of the city gate slowly, that picture is really shocking!"

"As the army advanced, the three hundred arrows fell out of alignment and shot at Gu Changan. He was like a hedgehog, dripping with blood."

The Empress's chest was dull, like a thousand arrows piercing her heart, and she firmly grasped the armrest of the throne.

"Gu Changan is still standing, he can't kneel down, and he didn't even fall down on the flag of the Tang Dynasty."

"Who's afraid?"

"Four thousand soldiers!"

"They were timid in an instant, and the blood-stained figures came over like this, waving their long swords..."

The staff's voice was hoarse, and they told the situation of the battle. After all, they had personally experienced it and saw every detail.

The whole hall is chilly, like an ice cave.

Hearing that Gu Changan's lower abdomen was cut open with a knife and his intestines were cut off, the ministers were horrified, and their eyes filled with tears.

You are alone!

will you surrender...

"Gu Changan became more and more brave the more he fought, and an unprecedented killing broke out. At that moment, I really thought he was not flesh and blood."

The staff's limbs were stiff and their lips trembled slightly, unwilling to recall the cruel scenes.

The civil and military officials held the chao wat firmly, and their hearts were cut like a knife, and the knife seemed to cut into their hearts.

The empress burst into tears, her delicate cheeks were pale and bloodless, and she had no doubts about the authenticity.

Gu Changan is the only genius who created his own qi machine in history!

But he also hurts!

"Gu Chang'an never frowned, but he often looked back when killing people. The army was in chaos, and the elites were reduced to ghosts under the sword. He was slaughtering frantically!"

"It's a bloody massacre, and I even doubt that he will kill the ocean."

Xu Ting's face twitched when he heard this.

Why go back?

Because he was in pain, he was tired, and he thought about it a hundred times.

But the territory behind him is silently telling him, look at me, can you rest?

"Gu Changan stood majestically, with more than a thousand wounds all over his body. He grinned, wouldn't there be a savage dog to cut off my head?"

"No, it's all dense corpses and miserable mourning."

"He walked back tremblingly, carried the blood-stained flag on his shoulders, and stared fiercely at the chariot in the distance."

"The Lord has more than a season in his heart after the incident, saying that this is a look he has never seen before, it is too powerful, and it is too lonely!"

The staff took a deep breath and said the sentence that still shocked him to this day:

"Gu Changan planted the flag half a mile outside the city, looked up at the sky, his hair dripped with blood, and he said loudly,"

"Gu Changan, the last soldier of the Anxi Army of the Tang Dynasty, would like to use the heads of four thousand enemy bandits to comfort the land of Shenzhou, the sun and the moon."

"Today, open up and expand!"

Expand the territory!

!

The voice was surging in the Golden Throne Hall.

The blood of the civil and military officials circulated at an incredible speed, as if it would boil and burn in an instant.

"No wonder it helps to boost the country's fortune..." The prime minister burst into tears and bred unprecedented pride.

Over the past few decades, the territory of the Tang Dynasty has shrunk to the land of the three states. The self-proclaimed hero and general, who can expand the territory for Sheji?

no one!

In such a huge dynasty, no one could achieve this feat.

In the Western Regions, where no one cares, one person and one sword bring long-awaited glory to the humiliated Tang Dynasty!

"The old witch was so frightened that her hair was disheveled. Before she set off on the expedition, she swore that she would crush Gu Changan into a thousand pieces of meat, but now? Just run away!"

"Don't you know that an old-fashioned witch can still walk like a fly..."

The staff slightly polished it up. In fact, the fastest runner was the Lord, but the old witch was indeed running for her life.

There was a storm in the hearts of the ministers, and it was a pity that they did not witness it with their own eyes!

Gu Changan has become one of the countless heroes who have emerged in the long history of Shenzhou with his feat of shining through the ages.

Brilliant!

"You also think this is Gu Changan's limit, right?"

"Although I went to Mobei with the Lord, I always pay attention to the movements of the Western Regions."

"The old witch is determined to be ashamed. Guess how many soldiers and horses she brought?"

Seeing that the ministers were excited, the aides also sold a little bit.

"Seven thousand?" Li Deyu, Minister of War, felt that it was too exaggerated.

"Hehe, 12,000!

"

"And the three great masters!"

"There is also the most powerful weapon in the empire, and the Emperor Beiliang should know it best."

The staff cadenced, this battle destroyed the old witch, and also brought the old Huyan husband into the abyss.

The whole hall was silent.

twelve thousand……

The ministers were in a daze, it was horror, it was emotional, it was pride, it was heartache, and all kinds of emotions were intertwined.

Xu Ting frowned tightly, recalling the giant crow net that the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces encountered on the battlefield of Xishu, which could cover the heaven and earth, like Mount Tai across the head.

"Li Ping's ability to predict the portrait is precisely because Gu Changan opened up the Tang Dynasty for another 20 miles, which directly disrupted the abyss."

The staff's words are concise and to the point, and the omitted words are self-evident.

Civil and military officials were silent.

He won.

He finally won an earth-shattering battle and created the most terrifying war monument in history.

"Majestic!" Some officials were enthusiastic, hoarse and filial.

But his voice was particularly harsh in the silent court.

The ministers were mourning, but they did not agree.

They single-handedly slaughtered 4,000 barbarians, and they were excited.

But when Wan Jun was buried outside the lonely city, when the flag of the Tang Dynasty was inserted into the twenty-li territory, they felt severe pain.

"Yeah, Gu Changan is too pitiful. Just living, he is already struggling."

The staff sighed. He rubbed his eyes and felt amused. The empire was obviously a victim, so how could he be moved.

"On the night of the defeat, the old witch sent an assassin to take the opportunity to behead Gu Changan."

"Do you know what the assassin saw? A figure covered in blood, patrolling back and forth at the top of the city, walking and trembling like this."

The hot tears in the Empress's chest flowed straight up, straight to her throat, she swallowed hard, but to no avail.

When her emotions accumulated to a certain level, she couldn't control it at all.

There was a suppressed cry from the throne.

Li Wan thought that her heart was unshakable, but just one sentence made her weep in public.

The ministers were even more unbearable, and the battle-hardened warriors cried like a child.

You just killed more than 10,000 barbarians today!

You have wounds all over your body, your whole body is cracking, can't you rest? Even for one night.

Liu Shangjue was sobbing, he hated himself for being too weak, he hated himself for not being able to fight side by side with Chang'an.

Anxi Yinghun was very bitter, but the sixty years of suffering could not even compare to every day Changan experienced.

"With all due respect, you are all worms!

"

Suddenly, the aide stood up, he didn't know where his courage came from, maybe it was just his conscience as a person.

"What did Gu Changan do wrong?"

"Would he like to be born in a lonely city? Does he want to take over the responsibility of defending the city?"

"If he surrenders to the empire, he will be as dazzling as the bright sun, and he will accept the baptism of the new world. He can become the first general of the empire, and he can also pursue a sword to open the gate of heaven!"

"He has the gift of transcending longevity!"

"Just because you have Chinese blood, you deserve to be walking in hell alone?"

"..."

After the aide finished speaking, he regretted it. What kind of hero did he call himself a hero, and he scolded others as beasts in the center of the Tang Dynasty...

But the Golden Palace was dead silent, with only intermittent choking sounds, as if tacitly agreeing.

Yes, who of the ministers has the face to refute, how can they last a day in the isolated city?

The Central Plains, the nation, the responsibility, and the territory have become chains, tying up an amazing man, making him suffer, and making him beg for death but cannot.

"However, it is precisely because of Gu Changan that the Lord sees the hope of recasting the glory of the Central Plains. If the loyal guts and iron bones knock on the land of Shenzhou, there will be a resounding echo, and the blood and energy of the liver and gallbladder will envelope the Central Plains again."

The staff spoke in a slow and unhurried manner.

Now that he is determined to surrender, he certainly hopes that the Central Plains can revive and rise.

"Yes..." The empress' eyes were flushed, and after murmuring a few times, she said firmly:

"I want to go to the Western Regions and take him home."

The ministers were silent.

What Gu Changan did was not for His Majesty, the king, but for the entire Chinese nation, but since His Majesty was sitting in his seat, it was an indisputable mission to bring him back.

Xu Ting looked serious and said solemnly:

"Then ask the Son of Heaven to spread the word about the land of the Divine Continent immediately, and those who are willing to go to the Western Regions to fight the barbarians, come to Chang'an quickly."

The Empress raised her head to calm down. Today is her most tormented and painful day. It is also a day when she has changed her past depression and rekindled her hope.

Seeing that no one was looking at him, the staff panicked and shouted:

"My Chinese generation has a noble stomach, how can I commit myself to the barbarians!

"

"Shenzhou Celestial Dynasty, civilization is prosperous, and Banger is above etiquette and education; barbarian countries are vulgar and disdain allegiance!"

"Besides, you can't forget your roots in life. In the past, the Zhelan family was fortunate to be grateful to the Khan's teachings. It's time to serve the country."

He was in a panic, and once the Central Plains did not accept the surrender, there would be no way for the Lord to escape.

If Datang's attitude is tough, then try Beiliang and Youyan, but after all, in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the Zhelan tribe was indeed a scumbag, and now surrendering is morally right...

The ministers were stunned that this person was so shameless, and he often abused himself as a barbarian.

These words dashed the sadness of Jinluan Palace.

"welcome."

A voice came from the throne.

When the aides met with amnesty, they nodded their heads and thanked them.

Civil and military officials sighed with emotion, and Zhelansu's begging and surrender is too historically significant.

As the first barbarian country to surrender to the Central Plains, he will definitely hit the barbarian's arrogance, and the Divine Continent will definitely have a high fighting spirit!

But it was all because of Gu Changan.

There is no lonely brave person holding a torch high in the dark. Now Zhelansu is still the emperor of the Western Regions, and he even invades Yumenguan, bringing disaster to the people of Beiliang!

"Send my will, prepare an edict!"

As soon as the Empress finished speaking, Pei Jingshu walked quickly into the Golden Palace, holding a piece of letter paper in her hand.

She walked to Dan Chi and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Your Majesty, I saw the portrait man."

The female emperor's eyes were stagnant, and the colorful pigeons could fly thousands of miles in the Western Regions in three days. Li Lian should bring Gu Changan's recent situation.

are you OK?

"Read it." She didn't seem to dare to look.

Pei Jingshu pursed her lips and unfolded the rice paper. Except for a few creases, there were dense words on it.

"Your Majesty, I saw Gu Changan."

The Golden Palace was silent for a moment, and the civil and military officials held their breaths.

"He is very handsome, with clear eyes and a simple smile, just like a rich boy from a water town in the south of the Yangtze River." Pei Jingshu said lightly and continued:

"However, he has gray hair and he's crazy."

The Empress embedded her fingernails into her palm until blood oozes out.

The ministers were sluggish.

are you crazy?

With tears in her eyes, Pei Jingshu choked and said:

"He told Lao Shen that I didn't run around, I stayed home obediently."

After a burst of mourning, Liu Shang covered his face with his hands, gritted his teeth, and tears flowed from his fingers like a spring.

The civil and military officials twitched in their hearts, and there was an urge to cover their ears tightly, not daring to listen any longer.

"He only stays awake for a short time when he sees the peach blossoms, but the old man clearly saw his terrifyingly twisted face, and it was too painful for him to wake up."

"He asked Laoshen if the mountains and rivers were safe? Are the people okay? Laoshen deceived him."

"But he said that he was so sad. He would only guard his home and would not be able to save the people of the Central Plains."

The Empress felt a stab in her heart, dripping blood, and was numb with grief.

"He rambled, saying that he wanted to commit suicide yesterday and that he would die tomorrow, but he didn't say today."

"I know that he will still stand at the top of the city today, guarding the territory like a statue."

"Tomorrow is a new day, and he can't do it a hundred times."

"Lao Shen really wanted to tell him that you've worked really hard, you can take a good rest, but why does Lao Shen have the face to say this?"

"He couldn't stay awake anymore, he told me to get out of his house."

Pei Jingshu's voice was like a leaf trembling in the wind, slightly trembling and heavy.

Even the staff had sour noses, wiping tears with their sleeves.

The Gu Changan in his heart was a slaughtering demon, a cruel and terrifying monster, strong enough that the sky collapsed, and he could even hold the tip of his sword against it.

But today's Gu Changan is madly like a child.

Perhaps only by being a child can you be happy and carefree in the dark hell.

"A plague knocked down Gu Changan. He obviously killed more than 10,000 barbarians, but why did the plague take away the lives of relatives in the city?"

Pei Jingshu turned her head away, but Pingdan's words abused her to the fullest!

The Empress couldn't stop her tears, and she held Yu Yan with her palms. She couldn't imagine Gu Changan's despair.

"He smashed his soul into the territory of the Central Plains..." Xu Ting lowered his head tightly.

"A desert city of ten thousand miles hangs in a lonely place. Every time I take a step, I can step on a severed limb and head. There are densely packed carrion corpses buried in the yellow sand. He has worked hard to burn it and clean it up. Endless."

"I heard from the child that he used to see Brother Gu crying secretly, hiding in the graveyard and touching his parents' tombstones, saying that he was very tired."

"But since he went crazy, Brother Gu has been talking to himself all day long, so happy..."

Listening to Pei Daizhao's cry, the ministers could no longer stand up, squatting in the court hall and beating the white jade floor again and again.

Before this letter, despite their grief, they were more enthusiastic and proud of the birth of an unparalleled hero in the Central Plains!

What a selfish thought, they never seem to have thought, is Gu Changan willing to be a hero?

Behind the bloody battle, invincible in the world, one person and one sword always stick to the territory, is a child's exhaustion from childhood to adulthood, is the helplessness struggling in the abyss!

go home!

take you home!

You can't take more, you should come to Chang'an and live the life you want.

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