"Then who has this prestige?" Zhao Jiu responded coldly without hesitation.
Qu Duan opened his mouth to speak, but he could not utter a word several times under the flickering candlelight and the gaze of Emperor Zhao behind the desk...After nearly a year, the opportunity to return to his long-dreamed-of hometown, regain military power and participate in the war was right in front of him, but he dared not utter a word under the gaze of this official.
People were dining outside the tent. This was the busiest time in the military camp before it got completely dark, but the big tent under the dragon flag had already been completely silent.
Everyone was looking at Qu Duan.
Qu Duan was also thinking:
Instead of going to Guanzhong to build a career, he came to the river to fish.
Now that I think about it, based on this poem, Emperor Zhao, whose personal authority was at least unshakable, could have killed him long ago, or he could have rejected his request... Even if he was not bragging this time, the soldiers and officers of Huanqing Road, Jingyuan Road, and Yanfu Road all obeyed him, because after all, it was he who saved the various routes in northern Shaanxi during the previous invasions of the Jin army.
But then again, why didn't they kill him?
Why did this official just keep looking at me instead of directly denying it?
There is only one answer.
"Your Majesty!" It was unknown how long it had been before Qu Duan spoke, using all his strength. Once he spoke, he could no longer hold back his tears. "I was wrong! Please give me a military mission, and I will do my best for the country!"
Behind the candlelight, Zhao Jiu first nodded slowly, then shook his head slightly, sighed again, and remained silent for a long time.
When Qu Duan saw this, he felt uneasy, but gradually became disappointed, and even desperate.
But unexpectedly, after waiting for a while, Emperor Zhao, who was still in armor, stood up without saying a word, and went to the corner of the tent behind him, took out a bow and arrow, turned around and put it on the table, and then said to Qu Duan:
"Qu Da... This bow and arrow is what I am used to. Take it... If you disobey orders from above, punish subordinates privately, or fail to rescue friendly troops again, you can either shoot me with this bow, or find an acquaintance among your former comrades and have him strangle you to death with this bow... There is no third way for us, the king and his subjects!"
At this point, Yang Yizhong stepped forward and handed the bow and arrow to Qu Da on the ground. At the same time, Zhao Jiu turned to Xiao Lin, a scholar on the side, and said, "Let Hu Yin take charge of the military and political affairs of the three routes in northern Shaanxi as the governor of Yanfu Road, and increase Wu Jie's position as the governor of Jingyuan Road, and increase Wu Lin's position as the military commander of Yanfu Road. The deputy commander of the imperial camp, Qu Duan, will leave his post and be transferred to the governor of Huanqing Road... The military situation is urgent, give him the imperial edict and the gold medal, and let him set off immediately overnight!"
When Qu Da heard this, he was overjoyed. He took the bow and felt relieved.
As the saying goes, after twenty years of military service, I am back home today, and all the heavy burdens I have carried are gone in an instant.
PS: Thanks to the 78th cute crow classmate... On the yellow and blue sky, dancing gracefully beside the wine and food... Is this the source? So it means that crows can dance?
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