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Chapter 89 【89】
I said was going to pick one from it, but picked it all afternoon, but didn't pick any one.
Lin Jingyuan vowed to say: "You only need to tell me who that person is, that is, the god in the sky, and the fourth brother will knock you out!"
Lin Feilu: "..."
In the end, she wrote a letter to Yan Xin, asking her to help herself choose the young and promising young knights in the arena, who should be good-looking, martial arts high, and graceful in white.
After sending the letter, Lin Feilu felt that after experiencing Gongdou scripts and martial arts scripts, he might start to use alternate scripts.
It's really bald.
don’t know if it’s a sign from the sky. The snow fell this winter so much that it hasn’t melted for a long time after the beginning of spring.
The low temperature lasted until April. At this time in previous years, the peach blossoms had faded, but this year the peach blossoms in Beijing only bloomed due to the snow pressure.
Emperor Lin has become more and more afraid of the cold in the past two years. The four corners of the Nourishing Heart Palace are burning, and he still feels cold. After seeing the doctor, he said that it was because of cold poison invading the bone. He tried to persuade him to stop the pill first. Before saying a few words, he was thrown out by the inkstone by Emperor Lin.
Lin Feilu saw the imperial doctor covering his forehead as soon as he arrived outside the Nourishing Heart Palace. The imperial doctor saw her, and he saluted her before sighing: "Princess, you should persuade your Majesty. The state of relying on the pill is just overdrawing. Body, if this continues, there is no cure for medicine stones."
Although Lin Feilu nodded in response, he actually knew that Emperor Lin could not listen.
Even if he has now discovered that taking the pill for a long time is not appropriate, once he stops, he will fall into a more weakened state, which is like opium and can't give up at all.
When he entered the hall, Emperor Lin was slamming his face, and seeing her coming in, his face eased a little. Lin Feilu didn't mention the elixir, took out the cakes he made outside the palace, and chatted with him while eating.
The father and daughter were enjoying themselves, and suddenly there was a series of rushing footsteps outside the temple. Accompanied by the sound of armor colliding, a soldier hurried in, saying: "Your Majesty, the spy!"
The spies are Dalin’s spies planted in various countries. In order to avoid revealing his identity, the information is rarely spread.
Once there is news, it is a major event.
Emperor Lin put the pastry in his hand and took the emergency report with a solemn expression.
Lin Feilu was also a little nervous, watching the Emperor Lin open the envelope, his face became more and more ugly as his eyes scanned the handwriting, and finally his face turned out to be pale with anger.
Lin Feilu got close. Hearing Emperor Lin's breathing twice quickly, he was about to ask, but when he saw Emperor Lin suddenly covered his chest, he closed his eyes and fell backward.
The hall was panicked for a while.
Lin Feilu's eyes and hands quickly saved Emperor Lin's collapsed body, and said anxiously: "Hurry up and get a doctor!"
Without waiting for her instructions, Peng Man ran out all the way.
When the imperial doctor hurried over, Emperor Lin was already supported on the collapsed collapse. It's just that the person hasn't woken up yet, with sweat on his forehead and cold hands and feet. When the imperial physician saw a doctor, the palace people also quickly notified Lin Qing and the queen.
Lin Qing has been paying attention to the movement of Nourishing Heart Palace. He rushed over as soon as he heard the news and asked the imperial doctor who had withdrawn from the inner room: "What happened to the emperor?"
The imperial doctor said: "Going back to your highness, your majesty, this is caused by anxious fire. You can wake up after taking two pills, but..."
Lin Qing said angrily: "Don't hesitate! Just say it!"
The imperial physician immediately said: "It's just that your Majesty takes the pill all the year round, and the cold poison enters the body. This time the violent fire attacked the heart and caused the blood gas to flow back, causing the cold toxin to invade the limbs and the corpses and even the internal organs. Even if you wake up, I am afraid that you will be sick... "
Lin Qing shook his body for a moment, and looked at Lin Feilu who was holding a letter beside him in silence, "Why is my father eager?"
Lin Feilu handed over the battle report without saying a word.
Lin Qing took a look, her face suddenly became serious.
In the emergency report from the spy, it was stated that the monarch of Yong Country sent the prince to Song Country and sent a letter to Emperor Song, and proposed a proposal to attack the forest.
This is not the first time that Yong Country has proposed an alliance with Song Country. Yong Country did it more than ten years ago, but Song Country’s reaction was busy sending Song Jinglan to Dalin as a proton to help Dalin. Show your attitude.
And this time, the person who received this letter from the country was Song Jinglan.
What choice will this emperor, who is more fierce than a wolf, make?
It happened to be him, the proton who had been hot in Dalin for so many years.
Emperor Lin had no doubt about his hatred of Dalin.
Yong Country is really a thief, and he has to live with Dalin. Once Song Country agrees, Dalin will face the situation of being attacked. Song Country is no longer the cartilage of the year. The two countries form an alliance, and Dalin will face the disaster of national destruction. No wonder Emperor Lin will faint with anger when he sees this urgent report.
Since the spy spread the news, the prince of Yong Country may have seen Emperor Song by this time. Without further ado, Lin Qing immediately called the courtiers into the palace, and Emperor Lin was still in a coma. He could only take up the responsibility as the prince and discuss how to resolve the matter.
The atmosphere in the palace became tense for a while.
Lin Feilu tossed and read the urgent paper many times, thinking about how likely it is that Song Jinglan agreed to Yong Country.
After thinking about it, she realized she didn't know.
He was no longer the harmless highness of humans and animals in the Dalin Palace back then, and she was not sure how important he was in his heart was more important than power and power.
When Lin Qing was discussing politics with courtiers urgently, she stayed with Nourishing Heart Palace.
In the end, the courtiers unanimously negotiated a plan to immediately send envoys to Song Country. Even if they knew that Emperor Song might hate Dalin, they had to explain the importance of Emperor Song not being able to form an alliance with Yong Country from the perspective of the Three Kingdoms.
At the same time, General Xi and various military defenses were passed on, and the military commanders of North Korea and China were on standby, ready to go to the frontier at any time to prevent a war in Song Country.
While Dalin made an emergency deployment, the prince of Yong Country had already arrived in Song Country on the other side.
Yong Country lives in the grassland. The ethnic group on horseback is very good at riding and shooting, but because of the two sky moats of Yong Mountain and Huai River, they have been unable to win the fertile soil of the Central Plains. Now that have come to Song Country, where have passed, the land is rich and prosperous, and eyes are dripping with envy.
It's just that they are more coveted by Dalin than Song Country.
One is the geographical location. They are the neighboring country with Dalin, and they are still too far away from Song Country.
Secondly, the accumulation of family feuds. Yong Country is a very hostile race. At that time, the massacre of Dalin, the bloodshed for three days, became the hatred in their hearts forever. Dalin will never die, and this hatred will never go away.
Prince Yong Country went to Song Country in person this time. Yong Country's attitude can be said to be very sincere. Based on their knowledge of the new emperor of Song Country, he has no reason to refuse.
In their view, years of proton career are equivalent to imprisonment. Now that Emperor Song had the opportunity to wash away his humiliation and break through the prison that imprisoned him, how could he refuse?
With this belief, the prince Yong Country came to Song Country with great interest and lived happily under the reception of the officials of Honghu Temple, waiting for Emperor Song to summon him.
Unexpectedly, this stay would last for seven days. Emperor Song seemed to have forgotten them, and there was no reaction from the palace.
The prince Yong Country could not sit still, and conveyed to the officials who received them that he wanted to see Emperor Song. It took another three days before the palace came to the palace to announce the prince of Yong Country. However, the neglect of this period of time has already destroyed the previously stable mentality of the Prince Yong Country.
I have heard that the Emperor Songs of the past are desolate, the palace is very luxurious and exquisite, and there are so many beautiful concubines, and even the palace ladies are too beautiful. The prince of Yong Country has long wanted to see it. Entering the palace this way, he naturally looked around.
But saw that the palace was gorgeous, beautiful and beautiful, but the atmosphere was very rugged. All the walking palace people bowed their heads, carefully, rigorously and solemnly, as if they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
The palace man led him and the accompanying guards to a door outside the palace, and then retreated. A deep voice came from inside: "Xuan, the prince of Yong Country has heard him."
The prince Yong Country crossed the hall door, passed through a long corridor, passed through another door, and bypassed the towering cloud screen before finally approaching the inner hall and saw the rumored Emperor Song.
This look surprised him.
too young.
Not only young, but also good-looking, if it weren't for the gloomy look that flashed in his eyes when he raised his eyes, I'm afraid anyone would think he was just a young man.
He was dressed in a black dress, gold thread embroidered with dragon patterns on his robe, and the leader showed a dark red color. He sat on the couch so casually, but gave people a breathless sense of oppression.
Prince Yong Country suddenly understood a little bit about the atmosphere in this palace.
He saluted as a messenger, explained his intentions, and handed a letter written by the monarch of Yong Country. Song Jinglan made a casual move, and Tiandong, who was waiting next to him, walked down and took the letter, then walked back and handed it to him.
Song Jinglan opened the letter, scanned it twice, and looked over with a smile: "What is your sincerity in forming an alliance with the lonely?"
When the prince Yong Country heard that there was a play, he immediately said: "Your Majesty, I have an emperor's sister, who is the pearl of the grassland of our Yong Country. I would like to give this pearl to your Majesty, and forever make the best of the Qin and Jin Dynasties."
Song Jinglan raised his eyebrows, threw the letter on the case table, and leaned back: "It's a pity."
The prince Yong Country suddenly became nervous: "What a pity?"
Song Jinglan said: "It's a pity that loneliness doesn't like female sex, and there is no blessing to suffer from the beauty of the pearl."
The prince Yong Country was stunned for a while, but his mind turned quickly, and he immediately said: "It is also possible for your majesty to marry the emperor to our prairie man. The two countries form an alliance, and sincerity is the first. If your majesty is willing to join us in attacking the forest, in the future Isn't it beautiful to rule the city and live in peace?"
Since he was the representative of the messenger, he naturally prepared a lot of excuses. Emperor Song's attitude still seemed very friendly, and the more the Prince Yong Country talked, the more he felt that the alliance was settled.
After talking endlessly for half an hour, he asked expectantly: "How does your Majesty feel?"
Song Jinglan propped his head and closed his eyes slightly, and said lightly, "Lonely think about it."
The prince Yong Country suddenly became a little anxious: "Your Majesty, don’t come when the opportunity is not to be missed. The Emperor Dalin now has a cold medicine pill, and he will survive soon. There is a saying in the Central Plains that you should kill him when he is sick. When will the attack be better?"
Song Jinglan just glanced over and asked with a smile, "Pills for cold poison? How do you know?"
The prince Yong Country was proud: "The Taoist priest who refines alchemy is ours. I don’t know how. Your Majesty, we have arranged for a long time and have paved the road ahead. Now we invite your Majesty to enjoy this fruit with us. Sincerity."
Song Jinglan raised his eyebrows, picked up the letter and read it again, and finally said quietly: "It's about the fortune of the country, and Rong Gu will give the third prince a reply after discussing with the courtiers."
Prince Yong Country felt that this was probably done, and nodded happily: "Okay, I am waiting for your majesty's good news!"
When he left, Song Jinglan leaned back in the chair. Seeing him closing his eyes, the hall became more silent, for fear that the sound of breathing would disturb your majesty.
I don't know how long it has been, Song Jinglan suddenly asked, "How's it going on Dalin?"
Tiandong said: "Emperor Lin is seriously ill, the prince is in charge of the country, and the envoy of Dalin has crossed the Huai River and has just entered the country."
Song Jinglan opened his eyes and lowered his head to adjust the big dark red cuffs. "Uncle Xuan and the mighty general enter the palace."
Tiandong immediately called down, and when he finished delivering the will, he swallowed his mouth: "Your Majesty, are you going now?"
Song Jinglan squinted: "Even the prince of Yong Country knows that he will kill him when he is sick..."
He paused, and grinned with his fingers clasped at the ends of his eyes: "What's more, it's not his life that I want alone."