Dandere General and his Lord

The Weiming Mountain was actually defeated by the little-known Jin army, and was driven all the way back to his hometown and hid in the grasslands.

The eyes of the Chu ministers looking at Zhou Zixi gradually changed.

Even Yang Yu, who had just publicly mocked Zhou Zixi, restrained his arrogant expression.

On the one hand, they believed in the fact that the Quan Rong was weakening, and on the other hand, they began to have new speculations about the power of the newly rising Jin state.

Zhou Zixi leaned on the back of the chair calmly, with his hands in his sleeves, and added slowly: "Before coming down to Chudi, I passed by Hanzhong and went to visit Li Wenguang."

The Marquis of Chu An couldn't help but ask, "Oh, what did the Inspector Li say?"

Zhou Zixi said: "He heard that my lord wants to kill the Quanrong, and he couldn't sit still. At this moment, I'm afraid that he has ordered troops and horses and is on his way to the expedition."

Chu Anhou rolled his eyes and rubbed his hands in hesitation.

Zhou Zixi said cautiously, "Huaiyuan, Li Wenguang is an ambitious person."

The name of the Marquis of Chu An is Huaiyuan, and when Zhou Zixi was his classmate, they used different words to call each other.

"Yuyi is a brother's plan. Now Li Wenguang is adjacent to the Chu land. If he takes this opportunity to strengthen his strength, it will not be good for the Chu country."

Chu Anhou took a cold breath and stood up.

He walked quickly to Zhou Zixi, and clenched Zhou Zixi's hand: "I'm reminded by Zixi that I will send troops immediately. Also ask Zixi to reply to the Marquis of Jinyue, my country of Chu will work together with the country of Jin to jointly Arrive outside and expel the Tartars."

In Haojing's palace, the Empress Dowager Fuzang sat in the empty hall.

On the desk in front of her, emergency documents from all over the place were piled up.

Nanyang was captured by Li Wenguang, and Pingyu and Shangcai were recaptured by the Marquis of Chu An.

But these are not the most urgent. The one who threatens them the most at the moment is Mo Qiaosheng from Jin State. He led 100,000 soldiers and horses to take Xuchang and Yuzhou one after another. Now he is heading for Dengfeng near Haojing. bī near.

As if overnight, their prestige Xirong declined.

Those princes who had been terrified when they heard their names before, are now appearing one by one.

This one also wants to fight for a piece of land, and the other also wants to step on it, making her exhausted and overwhelmed.

The dim candlelight in the hall illuminated the Empress Dowager's gray hair, and the deep wrinkles made her face ravine, as if she had aged ten years.

Beside her sat her grandson.

"Grandma, what's wrong with you?" Yuan Shundi, who was only thirteen years old, raised his head and asked his grandmother.

Without Hidden Pearl, he hugged Emperor Yuanshun into his arms, and shook his head gently: "Nah did something wrong, and it's too late to regret it now."

...

The first snow of early winter finally fell.

In the palace of Zhengzhou City, there is not the slightest hint of coldness.

These days, there are frequent reports of good news from the front line.

Up and down the palace, everyone was excited and beaming.

The lord, with a golden crown on his head and wide sleeves and a robe, hurried over, surrounded by palace servants.

The guards and palace ladies along the way knelt down and saluted one by one.

Cheng Qianye listened to Ah Jia's report while walking.

"Did those assassins run away in the end?" She glanced at Ajia, raised her foot to step over the threshold, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Zixi is coming back, the weather is so cold, and his legs and feet are inconvenient, you can bring some tomorrow. People go out of the city to meet him."

On this trip, Zhou Zixi visited several countries in a row. Under his persuasion, Li Wenguang, the Marquis of Chu An and other princes, who were located in the south of Quanrong, sent troops to seek thieves, which contained a large number of Quanrong's troops.

His actions created an extremely favorable situation for the campaign on the front line, which can be described as a great contribution.

Cheng Qianye was very grateful for his hard work.

Ajia led the way.

The crowd retreated, and the bedroom suddenly became quiet.

Cheng Qianye spread out his crown, put down his robe, and prepared to go to bed.

It's winter, and the weather in Zhengzhou is really cold, Cheng Qianye thought to himself.

It was still autumn when Qiaosheng set off, and this time he left for more than two months.

She pinched her neck after a busy day and came to the bed.

The lamp in front of the room was like a bean, and the lamp swayed warm light and shadow, which was sprinkled on the uninhabited bedding.

Cheng Qianye suddenly remembered the unspeakable things that happened here before the expedition.

That firm and slender body was lying on his back on this bed.

He raised his arm to cover his face, posing as if anyone could pick it up, inviting himself to do whatever he wanted.

The more absurd it was then, the more I miss it now.

Cheng Qianye looked at the empty bed, turned around the dark blue ring on her ring finger, raised the back of her hand, and gently kissed the cold ring.

In Dengfeng, only a hundred miles away from Haojing, there was a state of rejoicing in the Jin army camp that had just captured the city.

Although many brothers were lost, they were still victorious.

Zuo Shuchang ordered to reward the three armies.

The army was not allowed to drink alcohol, but a large amount of beef and mutton was distributed so that the soldiers could open their stomachs to eat.

These soldiers, who survived on the battlefield again, gathered around the bonfire, ate barbecued meat, and chatted with high spirits.

They have won battles one after another, and everyone is burdened with military merit. This time back, the land, bounty and glory will make them and their families rich

A decent life.

Yang Sheng's brother happily surrounded him.

"Brother Sheng," Yang Luhou sat next to Yang Sheng, calculating with his fingers crossed, "this time I go back, I can also have a third-level title."

His face turned red: "The matchmaker Wang from Lixiang told me about a matchmaker last time, saying that she is a little lady who looks like Zhou Zheng and can make a good soup. When I go back this time, I want to ask Mrs. Gān to help me look at each other. Look."

The people around laughed loudly: "Liu Hou'er is going to marry a daughter-in-law too. It's a little lady from a house in the alley, so don't forget your brothers' wedding dinner."

Yang Luhou's face was red and his ears were red, "Don't make a noise, your wine will be indispensable."

Yang Sheng smiled and hugged his shoulders, looking over the bonfire to the figure sitting alone by the bonfire.

Yang Luhou followed his gaze.

Zuo Shuchang Mo Qiaosheng sat there silently, rubbing his pendant that never left his neck in his hands, wondering what he was thinking.

"Brother Sheng, the general has made a great contribution this time. I think he can be promoted directly from Zuo Shuchang to Zuo Geng general, right? The lord will reward him greatly, and maybe he will directly let the princess marry him. I don't know if we have any Qualified to drink a glass of the general's wedding wine." Yang Luhou said.

Chapter 98

A snow had just fallen, and when the snow melted, the road near the city gate was very difficult to walk.

But in Zhengzhou, a prosperous capital known as the commercial capital, the streets are still bustling with people and cars.

The woodcutters carrying firewood, the merchants carrying the shelves, the peasant women riding the ox carts, and the soldiers in armor and holding the long ge, came and went on the muddy road covered with thin snow.

The crowds flowed endlessly, coming in and out at the grand and atmospheric city gate.

Because of such a flow of people, many traders gathered on both sides of the road within the city gate.

Some set up a tea stall, and some sell snacks.

For those who hurried out of the city or returned from a long way to rest their feet and padded their stomachs.

From time to time, there will be one or two horse-drawn carriages ridden by wealthy people, crunching through the mud, and the wooden wheels splashing mud, causing pedestrians on both sides to avoid them.

A young man who sells fires is among the merchants on the roadside. With the help of the burden in front of him, he carefully observes every carriage returning from outside the city.

His name is Dark, and he is an assassin.

I can't remember my specific age, maybe seventeen, maybe eighteen.

He only knew that not many of his companions could live to his age.

Among the Deadpools who trained with him, only one girl survived the brutal ordeal with him.

Their master Jie gave them names, the girl was called Yang and he was called An.

But now, the girl named A Yang has disappeared.

Ah An squatted on the side of the road for most of the day, feeling a little hungry.

The aroma of the fire on the burden in front of him wafted out and penetrated into his nostrils, but he never extended his hand.

The imminent action does not allow him to have the food he just ate in his stomach, which is likely to cause him to vomit during the violent action.

Even the slightest mistake in action can cost you your life.

Ah An received a message that the target was coming soon.

The target this time was a man with crippled legs who was sitting in a carriage.

That man was a high-ranking official from the state of Jin, who had just returned from an envoy, and his name was Zhou Zixi.

Ah An had heard this name a long time ago.

Once, his only friend A Yang sat beside him and asked, "Dark, have you ever liked anyone?"