The Marquis Is Innocent

Xiao Qiao stopped for a moment, quickly closed the window, and was supported by Wei Yan's palm, her figure was as agile as an ape, she had entered the window and stopped in front of her.

The moonlight poured down and fell on the window sill behind him, drawing a figure outline, but his face was like the back of the moon, hidden in complete darkness.

Only a pair of eyes remained, with a faint dim light.

Suddenly there was an exclamation of "Ah-" from behind.

Wei Yan strode over and slammed down with a palm. Chunniang, who had just woken up and sat up, groaned and fell back again.

Wei Yan knocked Chunniang unconscious, walked to the candlestick, lit the candle, and turned around slowly.

He was wearing blue-colored ordinary Han clothes, which he hadn't seen for several years. Except for the short mustache, his face was similar to what Xiao Qiao remembered.

It's just the feeling from head to toe, but it's not the same.

On his body, Xiao Qiao seemed to smell the bloodthirsty aura of a alpha wolf.

Seeing his eyes glittering towards her, her heart thumped, her whole body tensed, she stared at him alertly, and slowly backed away, protecting Philip, who was still sleeping, behind her.

Wei Yan glanced at the small bed behind her, and his eyes moved slightly.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

He opened his mouth, his voice low.

Between lightning and flint, Xiao Qiao gave up the idea of ​​calling people.

There was only himself and Philip in this room, plus Chunniang who was knocked unconscious by his slap.

Even if she opened her mouth and shouted for someone at the moment, if Wei Yan had bad intentions and wanted to hurt himself or Philip, it would be easy for him.

She calmed down slowly.

"What do you want?" she asked directly.

She didn't ask how he got in.

Although Jia Xi arranged patrols and guards, but with Wei Yan's skills and his familiarity with the environment of Wei's house, it was not impossible to avoid patrols and break into the inner courtyard under the cover of night.

Wei Yan didn't make a sound, and two eyes fell on her again, staring at her without blinking.

The cool breeze seeped in from the windows, flickering the lights, flickering the dim yellow candles, and his eyes seemed to be on and off.

Stopped for a moment on her face, and slowly descended along her neck.

Xiao Qiao was only wearing a thin moon white shirt that she had just slept in, and her neckline was slightly open, revealing a jade neck that was smoother than snow.

She turned around, took a light purple dress from the bedside hanger and wrapped her body tightly, lowered her head to fasten her belt, and turned to face him again.

"Why should I call you? Eldest brother? Or Hu Tu Kun, the king of the Huns?"

She cast her cold eyes on him.

Under the single king's tent, in addition to the right and left wise kings and the left and right sun-chasing kings, there are also six left and right kings, forming a hexagonal trend.

During the few years Wei Yan went to the Xiongnu, he showed his prowess and helped his grandfather Lao Shanyu conquer the Donghu people who had been entrenched in the Congling Mountains for many years, killed the king of Donghu, and gained all the people and livestock. This battle also saved Lao Shanyu. Dodging a bow and crossbow that had penetrated through his chest, he won the appreciation of Lao Shanyu, and was named the King of Youjian General, and led the original territory of East Hucong Ridge.

A few months ago, when Xiao Qiao went back to the North House, the maid did not report her like an outsider when she saw her coming. When Xiao Qiao entered the house, she overheard Madam Xu and Zhong Li talking about Wei Yan at the door, and happened to be talking about this.

At that time, Mrs. Xu's tone was both longing and worrying.

The corners of Wei Yan's lips twitched slightly, and he slowly walked towards the cot. Finally, he stopped by the cot and leaned down slightly.

"Is this the daughter of you and the second brother?"

He looked at Philip, who was sleeping soundly.

"It's so beautiful... just like you..."

He stared at Philip, and said lowly, slowly reaching out, as if to touch Philip's cheek.

"Wei Yan!"

Little Joe raised his voice abruptly.

"You broke into the inner courtyard in the middle of the night, and I won't bother with you if you are rude. I know you must have plans. What do you want?"

Wei Yan's hand stopped, slowly retracted, turned around, and walked towards Xiao Qiao step by step.

Xiao Qiao did not step back.

Wei Yan finally stopped in front of her, and the two were only an arm's length apart.

Nearly he seemed to smell a faint fragrance from her.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

He looked at her fixedly, his eyes gradually seemed to be blurred, and his expression was strange.

Xiao Qiao sneered: "This is my home, why should I be afraid of you? Although you avoided the guard post set up by Jia Xi to get here, just don't forget, this is the mansion of the prince! If I shout, If you can still get out of your body, the word Wei can be written backwards in the future!"

Wei Yan was silent for a moment, his eyes gradually became clear, and suddenly said: "You are right, I am here, I have something to do."

He paused for a moment: "Liu Yan sent an envoy to the king's tent, promising to use the land of Hetao in exchange for Shanyu's iron cavalry to attack the south, so as to ease his urgency in Langya. Shanyu may not take his words seriously, only he has Aged, increasingly old, the only regret in his life is that he could not regain the Hetao he lost in his hands, so he was persuaded. Climb the valley and launch a surprise attack..."

The Hetao includes the Huangshui, Taoshui, Sanggan River and other watersheds. Since ancient times, the land has been rich and fertile. For hundreds of years, after the rise of the Xiongnu in the north, the Hetao has become a coveted place for the Xiongnu.

One of Lao Shanyu's greatest achievements in his life was when he first succeeded Shan Yu in his twenties, he took the Hetao from the hand of the Han family surnamed Liu in a thunderous and iron-blooded manner, and told the Huns to go south to herd horses Shepherd sheep for twenty years.

Later Wei Shao's grandfather guarded the north, and after several battles, he regained the occupied Hetao. In the past two decades, although Chan Yu had attempted to attack the Hetao several times, he had been hindered.

Xiao Qiao's face changed greatly.

Wei Yan raised his left hand to the front, and glanced at his little finger that was wearing a black iron cap.

"Before I left the Wei family, I cut off my finger and swore that as long as my grandmother was alive, I would not kill a single Han Chinese. Although I am a despicable and shameless person, I still remember the oath I made. This southward raid, I Don't fight."

His eyes fell on her beautiful face that had lost its blood color: "I resigned from the Wei family and returned to the Xiongnu that day, and now I am a member of the Xiongnu. Even if I don't ask for war, Japan should not report the news today. It's just that After all, my grandmother has the grace of raising me. So I came to call the news and make a break with the grace of raising the Wei family. From now on, I will no longer be a Han Chinese, just as you just said, I am Hutu, a Huns. Kun."

On the bed, Chunniang fainted from the blow just now, and gradually woke up and let out a few vague moans.

Wei Yan took a deep look at Xiao Qiao, turned and hurriedly walked towards the window he had just turned in, and turned out the window.

Xiao Qiao returned to her senses, chased after her, and said to the figure in the moonlight, "Since you left, my grandmother has been missing. Since you came to report the news, why didn't you see your grandmother report to her in person?"

Seeing the front and back for a while, then he continued to move forward, and with a wrong eye, he disappeared into the night.

Chunniang finally woke up, sat up abruptly, looked around, and saw that the light was lit in the room, and Xiao Qiao was in front of the window, looking no different, she breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed the back of her neck that was still in pain, and groaned: " The lady just talked to someone? I was just in my sleep, and I seemed to see a dark figure entering the room. I was about to call, but I don't know... Am I dreaming, or something happened?"

Xiao Qiao turned around, picked up a pen and hurriedly wrote a letter.

After a while, Jia Xi hurried over and said, "The lady suddenly called me, do you have any orders?"

Xiao Qiao handed the letter to him: "Hurry up to the Golden Dragon Temple and give it to the old lady! Don't delay for a moment!"

…

As soon as it was dawn, Mrs. Xu returned from the Golden Dragon Temple.

As soon as he came back, Xiao Qiao immediately followed him in and recounted what happened last night when Wei Yan came to report the news.

Naturally, I skipped the front and only mentioned the content of his report.

Madam Xu didn't say a word, just sat with her eyes closed.

After a while, Lei Yan, who was ordered to stay behind in Yuyang, hurriedly arrived with two generals and several generals.

In addition to the military towns on the border, Wei Shao also had 5,000 garrisoned troops in Yanmen and Fanyang.

Mrs. Xu arranged for the dispatch of troops, and after finishing, she said: "Using the meteor Ma Zhizhao in the clouds to mount the guards in the three places in the valley, take strict precautions. If the Huns attack, be sure to stand guard and wait for the arrival of reinforcements, and the rest of the military towns will interact with each other. In response, if there is news, report it to me immediately!"

Lei Yan received the order and hurriedly left.

After the group left, Madam Xu pondered for a moment, then suddenly coughed non-stop.

Zhong Nuo hurriedly handed over her handkerchief and rubbed her back.

Since the incident of Wei Yan and the poisoning that year, Madam Xu's body has not been as good as before.

Xiao Qiao hurriedly poured a cup of warm water, and when Madam Xu finished coughing, she handed it over.

Mrs. Xu took a sip of water, put down the cup, waited for her breath to calm down, and smiled at Xiao Qiao: "Don't be afraid. I have already sent a letter to Shao'er early in the morning, and I will be able to return to the army soon. Erlang is also experienced in hundreds of battles, and he will definitely pass this level!"

On the side, Zhong Li looked solemn.

Xiao Qiao asked, "Grandmother, how long will it take for my husband to return to the army as soon as possible?"

Mrs. Xu pondered for a while: "It will be half a month after the news is delivered."

"In other words, at least 20 days. Grandmother, with 100,000 defenders against the Huns' 300,000 iron cavalry, plus the remaining forces of Yanmen and Fan Yang, even if you hold on, it will probably be a tough battle."

Mrs. Xu looked at her with one eye: "Do you have something to say?"

Xiao Qiao knelt down in front of her.

"Grandmother, how many days would it take to get here with the help of the Qiang soldiers in the Huangshui area?"

"Ten days at most..." Madam Xu raised her eyes suddenly: "What do you mean?"

"Why don't you hurry up and borrow troops from the Beihe Qiang people? I expect that as long as you speak, the Yuanwang Patriarch will definitely send troops. The Qiang people are brave and good at fighting, and they are not inferior to the Huns. The husband returns to the army."

Mrs. Xu actually knew very well in her heart that with a defender of more than 100,000, it was indeed difficult to resist the 300,000 iron cavalry of the Xiongnu for more than 20 days.

Do everything possible to minimize losses.

She said that to Xiao Qiao just now, mostly to comfort her.

In Mrs. Xu's heart, she had already thought about it. For the sake of safety, she would send her mother and daughter away from Yuyang as soon as possible.

Suddenly hearing this suggestion, I was also slightly excited, nodded and said, "This method is feasible!"