In northern Xinjiang, at night, the city of Liaoguanling, which was harassed and attacked by the Mongols for two days and nights, fell into a bitter battle.

The only remaining 3,000 defenders in the city climbed to the top of the city and fought with all their might, but they were finally defeated.

The Mongols burned the city, the whole army of the mausoleum was destroyed, and the soldiers fled in all directions.

The mausoleum thus fell.

When the urgent report reached the capital, Wei Xian stared at the four big words "Lingcheng lost" on the paper, and was so anxious that he circled back and forth in front of the seat, and finally gritted his teeth and made the most male voice that Wei Gonggong had ever made: "Call Fan Xiang over! Immediately!"

When the godson heard of Wei Qiansui's urgent summons, he hurriedly rushed to the place with a faint uneasiness, and when he saw his godfather, the official hat was already crooked and out of shape.

Wei Xian stared at Fan Xiang, who was trembling underneath, and threw the urgent report to him straightforwardly, and then fell on the seat exhausted and rubbed the bridge of his nose and said, "The Sprinkle family can't hold it down this time..."

Fan Xiang picked up the notebook in front of him, the fear in his eyes became bigger and bigger, and finally he howled and cried, crawled to Wei Xian's side and knocked his head stiffly: "Chitose! Chitose! You have to find a way to save me! This is going to be passed to the emperor, and Weichen is about to lose his head!"

Wei Xian's recognized godson was angry, slapped the armrest and shouted: "Don't cry!

The crying immediately stopped, and it was replaced by bursts of sobbing: "Chitose... At the beginning, in order to separate Liu Jizong for you... I just claimed that the emergency situation in Beiguan was just a child's play... Now the mausoleum is lost.. The emperor will definitely blame him when he sees the urgent report... I'm guilty of bullying the Nine Clans... The life of a small person is meaningless... But if you implicate Chitose..."

Wei Xian was extremely angry when he heard this, and he couldn't wait to screw off this worthless head at this moment.

On the line between life and death, it is no wonder that Fan Xiang doesn't care about anything else, and he doesn't know the temper of his godfather? In order not to be implicated, he is not allowed to ignore it, and even kick it again to show his innocence. As a last resort, he had to remind him slightly: If something happens to Lao Tzu, I will immediately recruit all the hooks we have done, and don't even think about running away!

Since he became someone's father, and he was in a hurry, he might sell himself, and Lord Wei tried his best to calm the anger in his stomach: "The chaos in the northern Xinjiang must be reported to the emperor..."

Fan Xiang on the floor sat slumped on the ground, hatred slowly appeared in his eyes, he just wanted to raise his trembling hand to reprimand the eunuch for injustice, but he didn't want the other party's next sentence to decisively let him continue to pretend to be his grandson.

"But the Sprinkle family has a way to protect you..."The father-in-law pursed his lips and smiled, like the old bustard of the Qinglou: "The emperor must know that the tomb is lost, otherwise once the people are deeply lost, it will be you, and even our family will not be a dead soul..."

Fan Xiang doesn't care what the Zhu family has fallen, his own life is the way to go, and his body was sold straight by Wei Qiansui.

After the emperor learned about this, blame was indispensable, but the urgency of the delay was to find a way to repel the Mongols, and the emperor would definitely appoint Liu Jizong's generals to go to the front. Wei Xian was smug with a poisonous plan.

The Sprinkle family assigned Liu Jing to accompany him to the north, and after a few days, he sent a note to the emperor, saying that the defenders of Lingcheng were angry and abandoned the city and fled privately because they asked the court for silver, and surrendered the north pass to the Mongolian people. Fan Xiang seemed to see hope, his eyes glowed, and he continued to listen.

"At this time, the Mongolian people were in turmoil, and it was necessary for the emperor to fully support the Liu family's army to resist the enemy, but they could only be taken seriously for a while. Once the Northern Rebellion is pacified, His Majesty will inevitably re-examine Liu Jing's report as a prison officer. "Chitose is as bound to win as seeing Yang Qinglian's death.

"Coupled with the secret letter forged by the Sprinkle family before, His Royal Highness is now silent and unwilling to speak, but it just shows that he has no tolerance for Liu Jizong. After settling accounts after the autumn, even if Liu Jizong makes military exploits, he will have to greatly reduce his military power, and at that time, who will be able to sit on an equal footing with the Sprinkle family in the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty!"

Fan Xiang rose up and shouted, constantly patting his ass and appreciating: "Chitose is really wise than Wenqu, knowing how to carry five cars, and the villain is tired of Chitose." ”

"You are the backbone of the party, and the Sprinkle family will naturally work harder. Wei Xian was very useful to Fan Xiang's insensible words, and immediately waved his hand and said chicly: "You will go back and rest, the crime of derogation should always be endured, and after some time the storm has passed, the Sprinkle family will help you move into the court." ”

Fan Xiang knew that his life security was like a peach blossom, and when he heard that his godfather had not forgotten his career, he couldn't smile from ear to ear, and he was willing to leave after thanking him many times.

It's just that when the visitor walked out of the door satisfied, the fierce light in Wei Xian's eyes followed the back outside the door, and there was only one thought left for his godson in Chitose's heart:

If you dare to threaten me when you are in danger, this person will definitely not stay!

Kang Jia's eyes were red when he pulled the emergency report in his hand, and he was so angry that he directly summoned Wei Xian to scold, but the scolding was not enough.

After drinking back the Wei eunuch who only kept kowtowing to pick himself up, Zhu Yezhao reluctantly chose to accept the facts, and immediately summoned Liu Jizong, who had been idle for many years, to discuss countermeasures with a 100,000 anxious attitude.

In the Yanghe Palace, the emperor changed his usual embarrassment, and asked Wuhou in a begging tone: "Liu Aiqing, the Beiguan Lingcheng was lost, and the Mongolian people entered the customs in a big way, what do you say about this matter?"

"The minister lives in his own house and doesn't ask about the court, how can the northern Xinjiang fall into such a dangerous situation!" Liu Jizong looked surprised, as if he had only now learned that Lingcheng had been defeated.

Zhu Yezhao didn't have time to consider whether what Liu Wuhou said was true or false, and immediately scolded angrily: "If it weren't for Fan Xiang's frivolous judgment, how could he have made a big mistake by mistaking the military situation!"

Speaking excitedly, the emperor grabbed the fold on the table and was about to throw it to vent his anger, but at this moment, an incongruous sound was inserted in the hall.

"Your Majesty, Yang Shoufu said it at the beginning!" Qiu Yanbin, who was also summoned, bowed his head and clenched his fists to worship the king at this moment, but his words did not reveal the slightest weakness, but a strong sadness and indignation.

Kang Jia's open mouth suddenly froze, the fold that was about to be thrown out in his hand stagnated in mid-air, and the throat up and down finally let out a long sigh of regret: "Hey, he still committed the crime of embezzlement." ”

Qiu Yanbin no longer spoke, and Kang Jia, who was unable to lean on the back of his chair, changed the topic: "The Mongolian army went deep into the Central Plains, and the young and vigorous military generals in the DPRK were worried that they would not be able to do it, so I hope that Liu Aiqing can return to the battlefield to promote the prestige of our country, and I will grant General Wei Jin the main command of 60,000 troops to meet foreign enemies in the north!"

Without waiting for Liu Jizong to take the imperial order, Zhu Yezhao turned his head to stare at Qiu Yanbin and said: "As for General Qiu, he is familiar with the art of war, and he also followed Liu Wuhou to fight against the Mongols in his early years.

Chrysostom has been opened, how can there be room for shirk, Liu Jizong, who retreated behind the scenes to enjoy Qingfu, never imagined that he would be reactivated to serve the country one day, when he walked on the road back home in the palace, Wuhou still felt that it was not dawn and he was still in a dream.

Liu Jizong is middle-aged, has a beautiful family, and has a heavy lord, what can he ask for in his life? Even if he holds the military power, he still has no delusions of confrontation with Wei Xian.

Clear-eyed people can see that this eunuch is harming the country and the people, but the eunuch has not many skills, but no one can bewitch the king's heart, and Li Jizong's family members cannot be as generous and righteous as Yang Qinglian cumin.

As for the subordinates beside him who have been loyal for many years, he really sweated for Fang Cai's confrontation with the saint, and admonished bitterly: "Yanbin, you can't be too rigid, it's easy to break if it's too rigid." What's more, deep in the palace, there are ears in the dark, and what is said will inevitably be harmed..."

In the alleys of the palace, Qiu Yanbin suddenly stopped, straightened his spine and said: "The little one only remembers General Liu who led the Liu family army to level the frontier back then, as for Liu Wuhou, who is afraid of the ministers, the little one can't climb it!"

"Yanbin, why are you suffering?"

"General!" The eight-foot tough guy who used to be fearless with swords in his eyes and eyebrows and arrows in his ears now shed the most shameful tears of a soldier, he put down his golden feet and knees in front of Liu Jizong, took off the armor on his head, and kowtowed his heavy head:

"The horseshoe goes north to the south and looks south, I am willing to defend the land and reopen the territory, and I will let all the countries of the four seas and all countries go to court! Have you forgotten what these four sentences taught us?"