Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

Xiangcheng was broken. It didn't take long before the order to return to the court came.

Wan Lian, the general of the cavalry, captured the enemy general Murong Chong and defeated the remnants of the Northern Qin. After this battle, both sides were exhausted and took the opportunity to negotiate peace.

Before Jiang Chen led the army back to the court, Wan Lian asked casually, "Sir, although Fu Jian does have some thoughts about Murong, the other party is determined to rule the world, how could he be because of Murong Chong..."

Jiang Chen's tone was the same as always, neither happy nor sad, "Just wait for Su Jin to come back."

"Release that Su back!"

Qin prison.

Su Jin was lying on the ground covered in blood. He had been tortured in the past few days. He saw the cell door creak open and was dragged out.

"Deputy general, are you really going to let this kid go?"

"Are you really going to be defeated and have no generals to return to the court?" Compared with Murong Chong, Su Jin is nothing.

This voice sounded familiar. Although he was short of breath, he still couldn't hide his anger.

Su Jin sobered up a little and murmured, "Brother."

Two people stood in front of the prison door, one with a long beard and wide sleeves, looking like a scholar, and the other dressed in Hufu.

Wang Shao paused while stroking his long beard, and glanced at him at the sound. His eyes became colder and colder, and he almost wanted to stab him with a knife. He finally knew what Su Jin was doing here. The so-called negotiation was not his purpose at all. Su Jin came here to delay him. This time, the army was composed of five divisions, and the people were not united and had their own calculations. A long battle would not be good for the morale of the army.

As for the leader, although Murong Chong had the ability to fight well, he was ruthless and suspicious, and he might have two minds. Although the emperor always liked him, the prime minister could not be assured. This time, Wang Shao came here and received the order of Prime Minister Wang Meng. It is hard to say that he did not intend to monitor him. But since he was sick, there was no one to lead, no one to plan, and no one to suppress him. Defeat was expected, and tragic defeat was unexpected.

Damn it.

Wang Shao gritted his teeth, suppressed his anger, and said coldly to the two guards who were dragging Su Jin, "Take him away."

Su Jin was just an unknown person, and it would be useless even if he was escorted back to the court. After the emperor sentenced him to death, he would continue to be punished. But Murong Chong was different. He was the emperor's favorite and the leader of this war. For his sake, the emperor would definitely treat him leniently. Even if the emperor was furious and wanted to punish him, Murong Chong should be the one to bear the brunt of it.

Therefore, for them, Murong Chong was much more valuable than Su Jin.

Xiangcheng was in great trouble, and everyone fled Xiangcheng in a hurry, but unfortunately they were ambushed by the Jin army, and most of them died. Seeing that Murong Chong's army was able to cope with it well that day, he thought Murong Chong could escape, but he was captured by the Jin army.

The Jin army did not slaughter them on the spot, but used Murong Chong to exchange for a nobody like Su Jin...

Suspicious, really suspicious...

Xie Yan and Wan Lian and others were handling the aftermath in Shouyang, while Xie Xuan led the generals back to Beijing to report the imperial edict.

This battle ended at a very fast speed, and Jin won the battle between the north and the south again in more than ten years. However, it was crueler than the war many years ago.

Before this, no war had ended in just three months from the beginning to the end, and no one had won so neatly with all the advantages of time and place.

The emperor was very pleased and ordered to confer titles, grant a thousand hectares of fertile land, a hundred buckets of pearls, a hundred servants, and to build a mansion in Jiankang.

Although, when Xie Yan came to visit after finishing the matter in Shouyang, he still couldn't connect the four characters "General Zhenbei" on the door plaque with the owner of the mansion. The man who was used to black and white, and had never worn cute children's clothes like a normal child...

To be honest, if he didn't smile with expression, he would be expressionless and absent-minded, and he was so polite that people would feel alienated. With his appearance, he would definitely attract the love of everyone in Jiankang, from 80-year-old women to 8-year-old girls. He was born too well-behaved...

Yes, he was really well-behaved.

At least, he was not the same person as the general who ordered the digging of the river to flood the city in the rumor.

When Jiang Chen received his visiting card, he had just taken a bath, and his hair was still dripping with water.

As soon as the visiting card came into his hand, Xie Yan rushed in.

Xie Yan: "..."

Jiang Chen: "..."

Awkward, to be exact, Xie Yan was embarrassed for a while, Jiang Chen came to the rescue, "Wencai is rude. Brother Yuandu, please wait in the front hall, Wencai will be there soon."

In fact, in this era, having untied hair is not considered to be ethereal in the eyes of others, and it is extremely rude when meeting guests. Although Jiang Chen believes that whether to tie up hair or not is not necessary to treat people, he has always had a good advantage, that is, he does not easily conflict with existing ideas.

When others are on the same front, if you are not absolutely sure of victory, it is best not to stand opposite them.

Xie Yan reacted, put a hand on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "No problem. You and I, why should we care about these empty formalities."

Jiang Chen froze slightly, and did not immediately draw the dagger from his waist to stab him. His eyes fell on that hand, and his emotions changed several times. After a while, he looked up and smiled, and pushed his hand away without leaving a trace, "Brother Yuandu returned to Beijing today, and Fo Nian has not yet greeted him. I wanted to visit him another day, but Brother Yuandu, you came to me first."

Xie Yan didn't notice it at all, and sat aside, took the tea brought by the maid, and said while drinking, "Yan just came to tell you that Wanlian will arrive in three days. By the way, have a cup of tea and a meal."

Jiang Chen: "The tea in the Prime Minister's Mansion is probably better than the tea in this General's Mansion."

As expected, Xie Yan took another snack and stuffed it into his mouth, "It's good, but there are so many people, but it's unintentional. As soon as Yan came home, the two brothers above and a dozen brothers below swarmed him, and they couldn't resist the enthusiasm. He wanted to be quiet. It’s hard to drink tea. Well, it’s more peaceful here.” He turned the tea cup in his hand and hesitated for a long time, “Wencai, do you have anything on His Majesty’s mind this time?”

Jiang Chen stared at the tea and did not answer.

Xie Yan saw that he still seemed to be in a fog, and sighed, secretly thinking that he was still young and not sensitive to the intrigues of the court, "Judging from Ju Yan, the emperor intends to order Wan Lian to guard the outer city, and I am afraid he will have to guard the outer city." You two are separated. "Put Wen Cai as a hostage in the capital, while Wan Lian is outside..."

Wen Cai was kind to Wan Lian, and Wan Lian always respected Wen Cai. If you want to win the lotus's loyalty, literary talent is indeed the best entry point.

"separate?"

Xie Yan had to speak more clearly, "The Holy Emperor has begun to be wary of you. Wen Cai is related to the Huan family, and he and Wan Lian have the same ability to defeat enemies. He will not let you two continue to have a good relationship."

The topic got a little sharp.

After a long while, Jiang Chen hummed, "That's fine. Wan Lian loves the battlefield, so it doesn't matter."

Xie Yan was helpless and didn't know whether to praise his generosity or not, "What about you?" The more outstanding Wan Lian was in military affairs, the more limited his literary talent would be in Beijing. For Erlang, what could be more regrettable than not being able to make achievements?

"Me?" Jiang Chen was at a loss for a moment when he mentioned himself. After a while, he seemed to find a satisfactory answer for himself. Wen Wenran replied, "Fo Nian doesn't like the battlefield."

"Then you are still participating in this battle?"

Jiang Chen's smile did not change, and there was no hint of perfunctoryness in his tone, "Since Brother Yuandu calls me a wise brother, it would be deplorable if a literary talent stayed out of the matter."

Xie Yan was startled for a moment, then smiled, "Wen Cai, come here, Brother Yu will give you a toast with tea instead of wine today!"

"No matter what the Holy One wishes, Yan will definitely help Wencai."

"Then thank you, Brother Yuandu."

…

Things developed just as Xie Yan predicted.

Wan Lian returned to Beijing only ten days before she was transferred out again. On the other hand, Jiang Chen, who was regarded as Wan Lian's immediate boss in terms of position, was idle in Beijing. It is said to the outside world that Ma Aiqing is talented, but he is still young, and I cannot bear to let him fight in blood all year round.

I also heard that the differences among the five ethnic groups within Northern Qin became more serious and they were in a state of falling apart. In May, Fu Jian died of illness in the palace. The Northland was completely in chaos. Refugees fleeing south came in droves.

When the Jin court heard the news, they all jumped for joy, thinking that the threat had been eliminated.

After seven years of complacency, Emperor Jin died overnight and was given the posthumous title Jian Wen.

The emperor has been replaced, but Jiang Chen is still sitting firmly in Diaoyutai in the General's Mansion.

Xie Daoyun ran happily to the general's mansion.

"Literary talent!" She was obviously familiar with the world. When she saw the figure sitting in Fenglai Pavilion in the distance, her eyes lit up. She lifted up her skirt and stepped across the gravel road in two or three steps. When she looked around, she said suspiciously, "Wan Lian Where is the general?"

The young man is just beginning to take shape. He is wearing a robe with brocade clouds and wide sleeves. His long hair is tied into a ponytail with a jade crown. Looking from afar, he looks like a floating cloud in the glow of clouds. He leaned motionless against the railing of the pavilion, holding a long pole in his hand and extending it out of the pavilion, with the fishing line entering the water. Green willows hang down, peach blossoms bloom, and water flows.

Like a scroll.

When Jiang Chen heard the sound, he looked away from the lake below, put down the fishing rod and stood up, turned back to look at Xie Daoyun, his expression was calm, he was used to it, "Not here."

Xie Daoyun's expression changed slightly. He had probably guessed the answer but was still unwilling to give up. "Where is the other person?"

Jiang Chen didn't answer, but looked a little east.

Xie Daoyun couldn't help but gasped, "He went to Baihua Tower again?"

Jiang Chen didn't answer again, turned around, sat down on his knees, and picked up the fishing rod.

Xie Daoyun pursed his lips and ran away in a hurry.

Sunset.

The lotus came over the wall.

Jiang Chen looked up.

A chill ran down Wan Lian's spine, and he jumped up from the ground with a "boom". He patted the dust off his body in an orderly manner, straightened his back, and turned around to face Feng Laiting in a serious manner.

With the evening breeze, the strong smell of powder and alcohol hit my face.

It felt strangely familiar.

"Son."

Jiang Chen stood up and couldn't help but move farther away from him before saying, "Avoiding won't solve the problem."

Wan Lian dodged away and lay down on a rockery in the water very comfortably. She didn't care about it at all. She waved her hands and said, "What should I do? Master, you can't let me marry her."

He saved her life during the chaos of the refugees and bandits, that's all. He was always embarrassed to let a lovely girl die under the shovel and ax of a refugee before his eyes.

Jiang Chen frowned, "..."

Seeing his expression, Wan Lian suddenly realized something was not good and sat upright, "Hey, Master, have you really considered it? We have reproductive isolation!"

Jiang Chen glanced in the direction of Baihua Tower.

"Everyone has a love for beauty. The girls in the Red Mansion are not specializing in the flesh and blood business. Wanlian is just for admiring and appreciating!"

Jiang Chen took back the fishing rod, picked up the empty fish basket, and said before leaving, "Let me make it clear. The girl is fifteen and hairpin-haired, and Xie Daoyun is nearly eighteen. Also, please don't come to me if she can't find you." ”

Wan Lian: Sure enough... the second half of the sentence is the key point...

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