In the imperial city of the Southern Dynasty bathed in the morning light, Xiao Yan slowly raised his head.

The imperial study is burning with spices from the South China Sea, this spice can calm the nerves, but it is too precious, even in the treasury of the palace is not much, and he has always advocated frugality after ascending the throne, so he definitely does not need it on weekdays.

Only now he has to use it.

His heart was uneasy.

The courtiers are still in the early dynasty, the audience of hundreds of officials is still orderly, and all kinds of documents that need his imperial approval have also gathered in front of his case.

Everything doesn't seem to be any different than it used to be.

However, he knew very well that what he was sitting on at this time did not seem to be a dragon chair, but an undercurrent that did not know where it would go.

He has never been a proud person, on the contrary, he has always been very humble, and he is not very happy about his achievements, and he does not even like to be seen how good he is.

Therefore, even if he seized the throne by force, few people in the whole world knew his true cultivation.

It's just that no matter how humble he is, he won't think that he is really bad and mediocre.

He has always been diligent and considerate of his people.

It's just why did it get like this?

He has always despised the faint monarch who was overthrown by him in the previous dynasty, and has always felt that it is such a rotten existence that will bring the dynasty that belongs to him to such a point, but in the morning light today, looking at this palace that once belonged to the faint monarch, he inexplicably felt that if he changed himself, he might not be able to do anything at that time.

Powerless to change.

Can't change.

He seems to be facing such a situation now.

Everything seemed to be no different from usual, but he knew very well that many of the places that seemed to be in order in this dynasty belonged to him had actually been out of his sight and out of his control.

The entire dynasty was originally like a very intact piece of wood, and now it still looks intact on the surface, but many places inside have actually been eaten away by various forces, and he is powerless to stop and change.

He felt a deep sense of powerlessness and frustration.

If it were someone else, would it have been different?

If he doesn't support his mother and breaks with his mother, then with his mother's temperament, I'm afraid he will even try to kill him, and I'm afraid the world will be in chaos.

And now the queen mother who supports him, originally thought that such a thunderous method could suppress He Xiu's line in one fell swoop, but the result was that his mother died.

The threat of the Northern Wei Dynasty is still there, the five border armies in the north have their own ideas, the Chen family controls some of them, some people will choose not to help either side, and some people can follow his orders, how many are there at most?

A third of the border army?

Can he completely draw out all the one-third of the border army?

Transferred to fight the party?

Even if those border troops are willing to do this and be willing to make enemies of Lin Yi, I am afraid that the current Southern Dynasty will no longer be able to support such a long-distance migration and a big war.

A large part of the military rations and ordnance originally came from the supplies of various states and counties, and even many of them came from the funding of the local noble clan lords, but now many people will not be on his side.

As long as some links are not supplied, even if he can mobilize the army, it will suffer a catastrophe.

So he can't seem to do anything.

In this morning, he felt very wronged.

He had tried his best to be a good emperor.

He Xiu has always been his enemy, and he has always thought that He Xiu is his biggest threat in this world, so he is naturally full of inexplicable evil feelings towards Lin Yi, but at this time, he can't help but think that maybe He Xiu has always been right back then.

Relying too much on his mother's throne was already a big problem, so today, he is in such a situation.

The news of the Demon Sect is still coming.

He's killing non-stop.

Many royal families and ashrams have been slaughtered by him in the past five or six days.

But he really couldn't do anything.

He seemed to be helpless as he watched as his own dynasty grew moldy and slowly died.

......

So much has happened in this morning.

The Jiuhua Mountain Sect, which had been inherited for hundreds of years, also disappeared from the world.

The carriage of a veteran of the Southern Dynasty stopped at the post station, and the post station official, who had already learned the news, prepared the wine and food with great respect and joy.

Even in the early morning, the post official still took out his best treasures to entertain the old man who had returned from the border pass, a tiger general who was feared by the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Naturally, the officials of the post station kept Wei Rui's whereabouts strictly secret, but this was not originally classified by the military, so there were still people along the way who learned the news, before the arrival of these carriages, even if this post station was nearly an hour's journey from the nearest village, but around this post station, there were still countless people gathered in the dark.

Some people carry some fruits from the field, some just grab a few hard-boiled eggs, some hold freshly spun cotton cloth, but these are the best things these people can come up with.

They gathered on both sides of the road, waiting for the return of this old man who had fought for his country for many years.

The return of the beloved general to the court should have been a happy thing, but when these carriages finally arrived, there was not much cheer when he saw the legendary veteran come out of the carriage.

Looking at the veteran's gray hair and looking at the cloth clothes on his body, the post officer who was waiting with excitement was still excitedly shouting the two hot dishes behind him before taking a few breaths, but at this time, the corners of his eyes were inexplicably wet.

"General Wei!"

Someone in the crowd made a noise.

A cry rang out, and many people bowed down and saluted the old man, but there was a whimper in his voice, and this whimper seemed to be contagious.

In a moment, many people cried.

The officials of the post station were also sad and could not help themselves.

It was a happy greeting, but he didn't know why it was like this.

Obviously, he won a big victory, and seeing that these border armies in the north have already survived, they can even drive straight into Luoyang, and even unify the north, why is such a general being transferred back.

Why did General Lin suddenly become a traitor after he had pacified the party's borders?

"General Wei, is General Lin really a rebel and a thief?"

The innkeeper couldn't ask that, but some of the weeping people asked it.

"It will be at the border, and there will be many inconsistencies, and misunderstandings may be inevitable. ”

Wei Rui himself couldn't answer this question, but he knew what these people wanted to hear, so he sighed in his heart and said, "Maybe there will be a chance to relax." ”

But will there really be a détente?

According to the new news of the past two days, he knew in his heart that the chance of such a relaxation was approaching nothing.

It's just a white lie.

It was at this moment that he saw a little girl at the edge of the crowd.

The girl's age was only a little girl for him.

It's just that the little girl just glanced at him, and at a glance, he had already vaguely guessed the identity of this person.

She should have the surname Yuan.