From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 610

After Wen Tieli went to Sanbian, he first defended the city and fought several beautiful defensive battles, then led his army to attack, crushing the Mongols all the way and forcing them to flee in panic.

Zhou Yuan thought that this old man was an old Lian Po, but he didn't expect that he would go deep into the city alone, but failed to protect the food and grass, and was eventually annihilated.

Damn, where did the Mongols come from? 80,000 troops!

Sanbian lost 70,000 elite troops, what else can they use to stop these 80,000 troops?

Hetao is in danger, the entire Sanbian is in danger, Xuanfu will be hit hard, and if it is not handled properly, the Mongols will be more terrible than the Donglu.

"What good news! Damn!"

Zhou Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go, take me to the palace!"

Zhuang Xuan always personally gave gifts, and it was to invite Zhou Yuan to the palace.

In the carriage, the two were silent.

Zhou Yuan thought about the situation in the northwest, and the more he thought about it, the more headache he had. The three sides had such a good foundation, and Wen Tieli was a pig, he shouldn't lose!

And even if he lost, it wouldn't be a complete annihilation.

"In fact, there is only you."

Zhuang Xuansu suddenly said: "In fact, you are the only general who can fight in Dajin."

"I'm afraid you have to go to the northwest."

Zhou Yuan frowned and said: "Not necessarily, let's see what the emperor thinks. Did she lose her temper?"

"No."

Zhuang Xuansu said: "The emperor is very calm, but her face is not very good."

"Okay, I understand, she is going to lose her temper in front of me."

Zhou Yuan had no choice but to smile bitterly.

When he arrived at Ziwei Palace, he saw the eldest sister who was repeatedly reading the official report, and Qinshui and Bishui who were sitting on the other side with embarrassed faces.

The two were slightly relieved when they saw Zhou Yuan coming.

Because Empress Zhaojing didn't say a word after reading the official report, which put too much pressure on people.

Zhou Yuan gave them a look to reassure them, then looked at the eldest sister and said, "Your Majesty."

Empress Zhao Jing raised her head, her face turned even redder, and said solemnly, "Do you know all the news?"

Zhou Yuan said, "Yes, 70,000 troops were wiped out."

Empress Zhao Jing gritted her teeth and said, "Three borders! The Great Wall of the country! A copper wall and an iron wall! Since the founding of the Jin Dynasty, all previous emperors have attached great importance to the defense of the three borders. Hundreds of years of hard work have been poured in, and countless silver has been invested. The Mongolian Great Wall The army has been defeated in many attacks on the city..."

"Wen Tieli... Ha! He defended against Mongolia, but he thought he was a famous general and became arrogant."

"The other side was clearly pretending to be defeated and tricked him into going deep into the city alone, but he actually fell for it."

"This bastard ignored the overall situation, was greedy for merit and reckless, and even lied about military intelligence, only reported good news, not bad news, and deceived the court. He really deserves to die!"

"Wen Tieli! He deserves to die!"

At the end, Empress Zhaojing was so angry that He overturned the table and shouted, "How dare he! How dare he! How dare he surrender to the enemy!"

Zhou Yuan was also stunned and couldn't help but stare, "Wen Tieli is not dead? He surrendered?"

Empress Zhao Jing said, "He was greedy for merit and rushed forward recklessly, ignoring the advice of his subordinates and went deep into the capital, so that my 70,000 elite troops in the northwest were annihilated, and the copper wall and iron wall that my Great Jin had built for many years had cracks. This bastard dared not die for his country, but surrendered to the enemy."

Zhou Yuan saw her feelings The mood was not right, and she hurriedly said: "Big sister, calm down, it has already happened."

Empress Zhaojing took a deep breath, pressed her forehead, and said: "What should I do? Junior brother, how can I explain to the state! Song Wu is also in the pursuit team!"

Zhou Yuan's scalp tingled when he heard it, and he exclaimed: "Song Wu is also there! Didn't he stay in Datong?"

Empress Zhaojing nodded and said bitterly: "Junior brother, the Song family has no descendants..."

Zhou Yuan was in a trance.

The scenes in his mind flashed one by one, the encounter at the dock of Lin'an Prefecture, this young and frivolous reader was very simple.

After arriving in Shenjing, Zhou Yuan found that although Song Wu was arrogant and domineering, and although he was always criticized as a playboy, he was actually a man of iron bones.

Playboy? He never went to brothels, but instead trained his body and made a solid foundation.

Second generation ancestor? He was a young master, but he was willing to be a soldier in the Fifth Army Camp. He trained hard day and night and finally became a soldier king.

Playful and playful? He almost never left the barracks. He gained respect with his own abilities. He burned his maze, bid farewell to the past, and bravely embarked on the road to Shanhaiguan.

He experienced the cruel battles in the snowy mountains and participated in the war to pursue the Eastern Tartars. Which 17 or 18-year-old child could do better than him?

Although this child was naughty, he had a strong will. One day, he would become a real famous general.

It's a pity that he died in a foreign land just when he started to grow up.

Thinking of his face, Zhou Yuan felt a pang of heartache.

SongWu is his reader and soldier, and he has long regarded him as a brother.

Zhou Yuan's heart was broken, but he could only whisper: "I'll go and talk to the Duke of Zhenguo."

Empress Zhaojing held Zhou Yuan's hand and gritted her teeth and said: "Little Junior Brother, don't be impulsive. The overall situation in the northwest needs to be considered in the long run."

"This time, the 80,000 Mongolian troops invaded the south, we must stop them, otherwise... otherwise... we may not be able to hold on until the Eastern Tartars come back, and we will be dead."

Zhou Yuan waved his hand and said: "I know."

He walked out straight away, with a stagnation in his heart that could not be resolved.

Two years of natural disasters had just passed, the Liangjiang Rebellion, King Jing's rebellion, the recovery of the Central Plains, King Fu's chaotic politics, the fight against the Eastern Tartars, the rectification of the salt business...

The Great Jin Dynasty had a lot of things to do, and it was about to recover, but the northwest had a huge hole again.

How bad is this world going to be?

Why is there no one in the court who can be of great use except me?

Why do I work so hard to repair this broken land, but someone always makes things worse?

Why did Song Wu die, instead of Wen Tieli, that bastard!

This fucking world is so boring!

Let's just fucking destroy them all!

A bunch of pigs in the court! They're all fucking pigs! None of them look like humans!

Under the invasion of sadness, Zhou Yuan became angry and extreme.

He walked out of the palace gate, feeling that there was fire burning all over his body. This world really doesn't let people have peace, and they can't even have a good holiday.

When he was full of anger, he heard a call: "Duke Weiguo?"

Zhou Yuan raised his head and saw an old man with a hunched figure and gray hair standing in front of him. His clothes were dirty, his hair was messy, his face was haggard and tired, and there were countless wrinkles and ravines.

"Lord Liu?"

Zhou Yuan frowned and said, "How did you...get yourself into this state?"

Liu Jing hurried over. He looked haggard, but his eyes were shining.

"Duke Weiguo! I didn't expect that the first court official I met in Beijing was you! Great! Great!"

"I just came back from another province. This time I traveled to seven or eight provinces for more than three months. I haven't had time to go home yet. I hurried to the palace to see Your Majesty."

He held Zhou Yuan's hand with his skinny hand.

His voice was trembling: "Remember! Before you went to Jiangnan, I said I would give you a gift. Although it's a little late, today is Mid-Autumn Festival, so let's count it as a Mid-Autumn Festival gift."

Zhou Yuan was in no mood to talk about this. He said impatiently, "Lord Liu, just say it!"

Liu Jing laughed, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. There was only excitement and excitement on his haggard face.

He shouted: "It's done! We did it! Last year's sweet potato pilot planting yielded a good harvest! I ordered a reform, and seven provinces planted sweet potatoes on a large scale! Now... all of them have a good harvest!"

At the end, he was so excited that his eyes were red and his whole body was shaking.

He choked and said: "Duke Weiguo! We succeeded! The sweet potato harvest in seven provinces is actually more than the wheat and rice in the whole country combined!"

"Our people have food to eat."

"We don't have to starve."

He almost cried when he said the last two sentences.

"Are you satisfied with this Mid-Autumn Festival gift?"