Early the next morning, Xiao Enqing, deputy governor of Shuofang Town, came to see Yang Hao and said happily: "News have been heard from Chang'an. Your Majesty is safe and sound. On the night of the mutiny, he escaped from Weiqu and stayed outside the city for two days and one night. On the third day, he was guarded by the Longwu Army and entered the Taiji Palace. While summoning Qiu Shiliang to see him, he issued an edict to be the General of the Left Army, Yu Chenwan, the Shaoqing of the Honglu, and was in charge of the palace. W√wud�W★.★8           z★W√.√CoM

"On the court meeting that day, someone secretly reported Wu Chen's rebellion. Yu Chenwan was ordered to arrest him. Wu Chen committed suicide for fear of crime. Yu Chenwan found letters of rebellion in his office. His two students were able to destroy their relatives for justice and unanimously accused him of conspiring to rebel against the court. Wu Chen died, the Iron Armored Army was forced to disband, and Qiu Shiliang was detained in Tai Chi Palace. It seems that Chang'an City is already under the control of His Majesty. This battle between dragons and tigers is his Majesty's superior skills."

Yang Hao also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's just a pity that Asmi has been busy for nothing."

Sean Qing said, "That was his own fault. He wanted to step on two boats and bets at both ends, but it was only a waste. He could actually believe Wu Chen's sweet words and thought that helping Qiu Shiliang kill the emperor would make his Quze tribe break the land and become king. Wu Chen really killed the emperor, and the first person he wanted to kill was Asmiya. Such a foolish person, who ended up being imprisoned for life, should Amitabha Buddha."

Yang Hao said: "This time you have to work hard to go to Quze's tribe and have a good talk with his younger brother. Let them move west of Helan Mountain as soon as possible."

Sean Qing said, "I understand. But before leaving, I still want to ask again."

Yang Hao smiled and said, "No matter how deep the Quze tribe is, it is still Uighurs. Let them deal with the Uighurs' affairs by themselves. Besides, it is not a bad thing to add an extra buffer between us and Tubo. If you use more means to restrain each other within them and not cause trouble, I will thank God."

When she sent Shaunqing to the door, Yang Hao pointed at a young man waiting in the yard and said to Shaunqing: "Zhang Yichao, a very clever young man, follow you to experience it well, and may be useful in the future." Shaunqing said: "I have heard of his name for a long time, don't worry, the handsome man, I will definitely be well-off. In the future, he may be Wanduan of Anxi."

After watching the two leave, Yang Hao turned around and looked at the southwest: "Taking Qiu Shiliang, who are you going to deal with next?"

...

Qiu Shiliang didn't expect that he would become a lonely man so soon. Wu Chen and Yu Chenwan conspired to assassinate Li Yan on his back. He was not unaware of it. With just one word of his word, the matter would come to an abrupt end. He seemed to have to do so, but he still adopted a laissez-faire attitude. This was the only time he took a laissez-faire attitude towards such a major matter.

He has never looked down on shameless villains like Yu Chenwan. How could he betray the emperor's brother-in-law who treated him very well for his own glory and wealth? It is one thing to accept him and shout under his own door. It is another thing to trust him, appoint him, and use him more. Qiu Shiliang believes that he can still distinguish this.

Forget it, for nothing, this ending was like this, but it was just a little too early, but it seemed a little too cowardly. Since he had to sign the Underworld Alliance with Yang Hao last year, he knew that this day would eventually come.

First, he deprived of military power, pulled out his teeth, then his wings were cut off and put in a cage, and finally died and was defeated.

They are all masters. Who would think that a sick tiger without minions will not hurt people again? A tiger is a tiger. Its appearance of gentleness cannot cover up its human nature. Even if it is old, sick, or even disabled, or even locked in an iron cage, someone will be taken care of for twelve hours a day, but it still cannot be relieved.

Only by death can we be free from all this.

Death is not afraid. After thirty years of court struggle, I have already seen through life and death. If you want to play Game of Thrones, you have to hold the head in your hand when you enter the door, press on the table when you sit down, and be mentally prepared to lose it at any time. Only then can you be qualified to sit by the card table. Only then will your opponent respect you and your allies trust you.

Cherish your life, but not afraid of death.

This is how I have been through this for thirty years. But even if I die, I will die as if I am. I will fulfill my long-cherished wishes before I die. I will not ask him about my wife and children. My subordinates, colleagues and friends must not ignore them. I will repay my gratitude and revenge. I will have many troubles.

So even though I knew that there was not much future, Qiu Shiliang survived strongly and lived in sorrow.

Everything will turn back when the extreme is over. When the sadness comes to an end, hope arises again. After all, people live. Half a year ago, Yang Hao's army was at the city, Chang'an was shocked, and under the pressure of the inside and outside, he had to make a grudge. Everyone talked about how great Yang Shuai was. He became famous for several years from a rogue in Chang'an. But who would have thought that Yang Dasai, who is glorious today, was defeated, and was betrayed by his relatives, his wife and concubines, and he had no choice but to go to the desert, and he took off his nobleness and became a Hu Man, and even changed his name and surname?

He was able to make a comeback, forcing himself to sign the Alliance under the Crown.

How could I know that such good luck would not come to me?

After decades of storm, Qiu Shiliang has already understood one truth: victory is endured and he will never give up until the last moment. This is the case when he supported Emperor Wenzong with Wang Shoucheng, and the same is the case when he was demoted by secret orders. Although Zheng Zhu and Li Xun, two sinister villains, destroyed their own doors, they were also dangerous. Didn’t he also endure it with his teeth?

This will be the case this time!

Qiu Shiliang firmly believes that the God of Luck will favor him again. Even if she abandons herself, there is nothing to complain about. In the long river of history, no matter who you are, you are just a piece of yellow sand in the Ganges, and its size is not enough.

Do your best and leave your fate to the last time.

Now that the bet is over, I have become a pauper, leaving the field is the only choice.

Complaints have no meaning, and memories are full of bitterness. Qiu Shiliang beat the last eunuch beside him and lived a secluded life alone in the palace. He was calmly waiting for the arrival of the deadline.

He was used to living a life of swords and swords, and suddenly became idle. He felt that he had suddenly become old. He only got up at noon every day, but still felt his back and back pain, and his eyes were swollen. He had two meals a day and wandered around. Before the sky was dark, he climbed onto the bed, leaned under the lamp and couldn't read two pages of books, so he fell asleep. When he woke up in the middle of the night, the lamp was still the lamp, and the saliva in his mouth had wet the pages of the book.

It was like a year like this! He was sick and bedridden, and there were only two newly-entered eunuchs around him who served him. Few of his disciples dared to come to see him. Occasionally, a few of them came, which was like a routine. He knelt on his knees and said a few words of comfort, kowtowed and left.

His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress Dowager of the Three Palaces were thinking about him. The Emperor asked Li Hao to come to promulgate him, give him a mansion, give him ten maids, and give him two hundred acres of good land. The Empress Dowager of the Three Palaces also sent people to send gifts and condolences. Gradually, more people came to visit him, including his disciples and grandchildren, and more were new faces. They came in with dough with fruits and kowtows on the ground, and even said something. There were too many people, so many annoying that he was too lazy to see him. He beat people and put down the curtains, but he didn't even see him. Most of them put down the gift boxes, kowtowed outside the door and left.

Qiu Shiliang's illness gradually improved, and he started to get up early and go to bed late. He got up early in the morning and rode out of the left and right Yintai Gate to patrol the imperial guard camp. He just patroled and took a quick look.

At dusk, they either go to Hanguang Hall to watch polo games, or go to Taiye Pool to watch palace maids, concubines row and fish. At night, they deal with various banquets, eating, drinking, and having fun.

He spent all his energy on it, and he was no longer afraid of death, because in his heart, he was actually a dead person, just a living dead person with flesh and blood, food and drink.

His disciples and grandchildren began to surround him again, calling him a god. He shook his hand and said in harmony how dare you? How dare you? Your Majesty is a true god. I am at best a person who has attained enlightenment. The disciples and grandchildren don’t care about these things. What they care about is how to live a safe life in the palace and how to get promoted and soar.

Qiu Shiliang was so entangled by them that he had no choice but to say perfunctory words. He said, "You rootless people are originally worthless and worthless, and they are not even as good as cattle and horses. How can you live a personal life? They are big trees that are so great that you are so strong that you can die. If you try your best to serve the roots, your good days will come. Just change your ways. Only those in the top are having fun and have no time to care about anything else can you do it, eliminate disasters and avoid disasters and escape freedom."

Everyone bowed to him, thanking him for his good words.

Qiu Shiliang's name soon spread throughout the three major groups. He was no longer the Lieutenant Qiu who was determined to kill, but became Master Qiu who was a teacher. Master Qiu, who was a good teacher, not only liked to guide his disciples, but also was happy to guide the imperial guards who ate food and carried guns.

The soldiers of the Shence Army had a better impression of this rosy face as a baby. Every time the hatred observation made them ride past the camp, the soldiers would stop their men and climb on the railings to cheer him. Their voices were strong and shocking. As they grew older, they respected the kind commander more and more.

Therefore, when they received news from Qiu Shiliang that Prime Minister Li Deyu wanted to withhold military pay and used the squeezed money to organize the birthday festival for the Queen Mother, the soldiers rushed out of the camp with weapons, rushed into the Daming Palace, surrounded the Secretariat, shouting the slogan "Li Deyu is a treacherous minister, please ask the emperor to kill Li Deyu."

The sound made the Daming Palace sorrowful and panic. People with a little experience couldn't help but think of the change of nectar again. The tragic scene of the rolling heads and corpses in the courtyard was like in front of them.

Yu Chenwan advised Li Yan to move to Tai Chi Palace and return to Daming Palace when the civil strife subsided.

Li Yan looked at his pussy brother-in-law, wearing soft armor, and sneered, "Just, Daming Palace is my home, where can I go? I don't believe it. Will the emperor's imperial guard dare to kill the emperor?"

As soon as Li Yan's carriage appeared outside the Secretariat, the soldiers who were causing trouble became frightened. When they saw Yangshan and Qianniu Guards' murderous appearance, they all softened like eggplants that were beaten.

Li Yan stood on the carriage and said to the black soldiers gathered outside the Secretariat: "It is my idea to reduce military pay. What does this matter have to do with the prime minister? What is your intention if you don't come to me, but you are surrounded by Secretariat?"

Yu Chenwan and a group of imperial guards hurriedly knelt down and said, "I have no choice but to govern the army, please punish your majesty."

Li Yan angrily scolded: "Getting your military pay for the Empress Dowager's birthday is a sign of filial piety, and it is a symbol of the king and minister, and it is a example of the world. The Empress Dowager is loyal and filial piety, so he will give twice the gifts. Why do you worry that corn cannot support your family?"

When the soldiers heard this, they were filled with joy.

Li Yan also blamed Yu Chenwan and others: "As a general of the Imperial Army, you do not know the authenticity, and believe the rumors. You let the soldiers surround the Secretariat and my prime minister. Are you worthy of being an Imperial Army general? I am afraid that you will not even be a general of the Imperial Army when you go to the border to guard the border for me."

Yu Chenwan and others kowtowed on the ground, sweating profusely. Seeing the commander like this, the soldiers were panicked and bowed on the ground one by one. Then they led them away.

Li Yan used this excuse to order the palace ban of Daming Palace to be held by Jinwu Guards and the guards of the gates of the gates of the Longwu Army, the left and right Yintai Gate, the Yulin Army inspected the ban garden, and the Shence Army retreated to the camp, and had to enter unless the imperial edict was issued. Violators were punished for traitor.

When Qiu Shiliang heard the news, he was stunned for a while, stood up silently, looked towards the direction of Hanyuan Palace, and his eyes slid across Xuanzheng Palace and Zichen Palace in turn, passing through the lush inner court, looking at the blue sky in the northwest.

He sighed to the sky, closed his eyes, shook his clothes, and walked towards Yanying Palace.

Qiu Shiliang came to Li Yan to ask for retirement and return home. Li Yan did not allow him to ask for help again. If he did not allow him, he still wanted to serve as an envoy to observe the military and let him go out of the capital to comfort him everywhere.

An old subordinate privately said to Qiu Shiliang: "Although the Duke is not at ease in the palace, there are still many old people outside the palace, so how can I surrender?" Qiu Shiliang replied mutely: "I have been doing things in my life. If I am 50% sure, I dare to do it, and if I am 60% sure, I dare to use ten thousand strength. If I am 70% sure, I will not sleep even if I am killed. Now, even if I am killed, I will not do it! My head is 70% white and my feet are three feet deep. Why should I spare your life?"

After half a year of patrolling Guanzhong, one day he arrived at Liangchen Pass. Wen Shimao, the former army envoy, prepared wine early to welcome him at the inn. Qiu Shiliang looked at his white head, held his hand, and said emotionally: "You are old too."

Wen Shimao said: "I am three years older than Mr. Qiu. You are already white. How come I am still old?"

Qiu Shiliang looked at Wang Fulin and others standing beside him and sighed: "You are blessed than me. Even if you retire to the mountains and forests, you will not feel lonely. I am alone and destined to live in solitude. Even if I die, it will be unfair to be accused of eternal infamy."

Wen Shimao smiled and said, "People come naked and go naked, the tide rises and falls, and the soul wakes up and dies. After all, it's just a dream. It's good to have a clear conscience between the ups and downs."

As if Qiu Shiliang had some understanding, he returned to Beijing and submitted a letter to Li Yan again because of illness. It was April of the third year of Huichang. Three and three refuted. In June, Li Yan was admitted to resign and retired as the general of the left guard and the provincial supervisor. To commend his merits, he rebuilt Chang'an mansion and gave him ten more palace maids. Qiu Shiliang returned to his post for his retirement and died of illness a few days later.

When Li Yan heard that Qiu Shiliang was dead, he was overjoyed and forced to shed two tears for him. When he was about to disperse, he rode a jade lion and ran to **. There, Wang Fu'er was carrying a flower basket to pick plums in the plum forest beside Taiye Pool. The palace maids and eunuchs reported together, "You are here, You are here."

Wang Fu'er only looked south and heard the sound of horse hooves, and a horse had already broken through the air. Before she could recover, the horseman had already held her in her arms and pulled her on the horse. The basket of plums she had just picked was spread out. Wang Fu'er, who hated, called the emperor all the way to waste his resources.

Li Yan took Wang Fu'er out of Xuanwu Gate in one breath. The panicked guards, eunuchs and ministers in the palace were panicked and rode horses to chase. Wang Fu'er curled up in Li Yan's arms like a little bird. She waited for him to leave Xuanwu Gate and drove into a flat open land. She dared to stretch out her arms, hooked his neck, kissed her lover unrestrainedly, and put a string of lip marks on the emperor's cheek and neck. He said, "What earth-shaking thing has my emperor husband done today, and he is so excited."

Li Yan slowed down his horse and replied with a smile: "You don't know that Qiu Shiliang died, but he died of illness this morning. You don't know how happy I was when I heard it. The thorn was on my back. Once I pulled it out, I was much more refreshed."

Wang Fu'er blinked Shui Lingling's eyes and asked, "Did he really die of illness?"

Li Yan said: "You can't frame me for this. In short, I didn't do anything. I said to you, beloved concubine, you don't seem to be very happy with Qiu Shiliang's death. What's your intention? Why don't you come here quickly." He scratched Wang Fu'er's neck with his hands. Wang Fu'er laughed loudly and also scratched his armpits. Li Yan laughed so hard that he fell from the jade lion. Fortunately, the horse was very slow and his horse skills were very good, so he hugged Wang Fu'er and fell into a cluster of alfalfa flowers, alarming countless small flying insects.

Li Yan hugged Wang Fu'er and rolled a few times, pressed on her, looked at her flawless face, and had a pool of spring water in his eyes. He gently kissed his woman and said, "You are the most beautiful woman in the world."

Wang Fu'er said: "Your Majesty is the embodiment of beauty, wisdom and benevolence, and the dream of all women in the world."

Li Yan said: "But I almost lost you."

Wang Fu'er said: "But I only belong to you, and no one can take it away."

Li Yan said: "It is one thing to take you away, and it is another thing to want to take you away."

Wang Fu'er said: "Even the most arrogant people in the world dare not have this idea."

Li Yan said: "Is he arrogant?"

Wang Fu'er said: "He has a bold and bold person, but he is also very smart. Although he is only one ten thousandth of his Majesty's intelligence, he still knows the way to advance and retreat. He has no ambitions and dares not, so you can rest assured."

They hugged each other and got out a few more times. This time, Wang Fu'er was lying on the emperor. She escorted Li Yan's arm and said, "Now, you completely belong to me."

Li Yan said: "I am the emperor, and the emperor can only belong to him."

Wang Fu'er was heartbroken. Li Yan took the opportunity to break away, sat up, hugged the beauty in his arms, and said affectionately: "But Li Yan belongs to Wang Fu'er and will never change for the rest of his life."

Wang Fuer finally buried his head happily in his arms.

The eunuchs following behind him finally chased after him, running away one by one, throwing their armor and panting. Li Yan frowned in disgust, but he had no choice but to be the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and the emperor must have the dignity of the emperor.

He stood up, patted the grass on his body, rubbed his wrists, and said to Wang Fu'er, who was already kneeling in the flowers: "Get up, I'm not hurt."

He pulled Wang Fu'er up casually with one hand, and shouted to Li Haogu who was standing next to him, Yangshan: "Is I that delicate? If the prince of the Tang Dynasty is so delicate, how can he be the co-lord of the world? Turn around, turn around, I want to change my clothes."

The general manager Li Haogu hurriedly shouted, "Let's go, carry it over, carry it over." After shouting and resigning, Li Yan suddenly changed his face and said to Wang Fu'er: "Hold my hand, my waist flashed, oh..."

Wang Fu'er smiled with a pursed lips, and had to carry it on his shoulders and limp into the woods. Wang Fu'er had a hard time leaving. Li Yan's tall and heavy body pressed her over with sweat and exhausted.

After finding a tree and sitting down, Wang Fu'er asked with tears in her eyes, "Where are you injured?" Li Yan smiled and said, "There is no injury, I'm teasing you."

Wang Fu'er said: "Don't coax me, what are you hurting?"

She found that Li Yan's right calf was not running properly and was a little stiff and numb, so she pulled Li Yan's hand away, and her heart skipped a beat. Li Yan's calf was cut by two bloody holes, saying whether it was heavy or not, whether it was light or not.

Wang Fu'er blushed and said coquettishly: "Royal Emperor, isn't this your retribution?"
To be continued...