Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

On the bank of the muddy Yellow River, a group of people in ragged clothes and disheveled hair were slowly carrying wooden planks on foot. They walked very slowly in groups of two, because their feet were still shackled. These people were prisoners sent by nearby counties.

A prisoner raised his head, the wind blowing away the messy hair on his forehead, he squinted and saw that a long pontoon bridge on the river was extending to the opposite bank.

"Go!" urged the overseer, who was wearing a tall hat and soap boots, by the side of the road, raising the wooden stick in his hand as if to hit him. The prisoners hurriedly lowered their heads, and stepped up a few steps with difficulty.

After a while, the overseer stopped staring at the prisoners and turned his head to look to the south. The prisoners were also very curious, and turned their heads to look at the right time.

It is not surprising that the Chanzhou City Tower stands in the depths of sight, it has always been on the south bank of the Yellow River. But on the post road in the northern city of Chanzhou, the cloud-like flags and chariots and horses aroused everyone's attention, and there seemed to be many people outside the city gate.

... A corner of the rope-woven curtain on a large carriage was raised, and Fu Jinzhan also looked at the pontoon bridge on the Yellow River from a distance, and she let go of the curtain after only one glance. Fu Jinzhan had straight shoulders and a dignified demeanor, with a faint smile on his face.

There are two other women sitting opposite her, facing the opposite direction of the carriage, they are Du Shi and Zhang Shi. Outside the carriage, there were some civil servants, as well as the military general Du Chenggui who escorted him, who was Du's younger brother and the commander of the inner palace.

Soon there was a commotion outside the carriage, and someone shouted: "The empress is lucky to be in Chanzhou, and the officials and people in Chanzhou are all honored. I welcome the queen to come..."

Then there was a reply from the civil servants, and the person who came forward seemed to be the privy envoy Wang Pu. Fu Jinzhan sat in the car and didn't pay any attention to it.

Du said cautiously: "The Central Plains and the Liao Kingdom have been at war for so many years, are you really going to make peace this time?"

Fu Jinzhan opened his vermilion lips lightly, and immediately corrected him: "The Liao Kingdom is seeking peace, not negotiating peace."

"Yes, yes." Du said hurriedly.

Mrs. Zhang also echoed, "Big Xu's army crushed the border and broke through Jinzhou. At this time, the Liao Kingdom wants to talk, what is it not to seek peace?" Mrs. Zhang paused and said, "Is the official family coming to Chanzhou soon?"

As soon as he spoke, he saw a teasing smile on Du Shi's face, and Zhang Shi was inexplicably embarrassed. Fu Jinzhan's eyes were bright, seeing the delicate expressions of the two of them, he felt a little unhappy, but soon he was relieved.

Everything may not be so perfect now, but Fu Jinzhan accepts it... Guo Shao's existence can make the country strong and stable internally and externally. Even if Fu Jinzhan sometimes tastes jealous, she also gets more happiness.

After Guo Shao recovered, no one dared to threaten Jinzhan, including the powerful foreign invader Liao! When Fu Jinzhan thought of him, he felt an extra sense of security.

Mrs. Zhang secretly glanced at the Jinzhan on the opposite side with some fear, looked left and said to it, and said, "Why did the officials choose the south bank of the Yellow River when they accepted the Liao Kingdom's peace proposal? Is there anything special about Chanzhou?"

Du Shi took the conversation and said, "I don't know either."

Fu Jinzhan didn't say a word, and she didn't know what was special about Chanzhou.

... A few days later, Guo Shao led a group of cavalry to the Yellow River, and the pontoon bridge had been repaired. He crossed the Yellow River on horseback, and saw a large group of people on the south bank stopping there to greet him.

At this time, I saw Fu Jinzhan stepping down from a carriage and looked over from a distance.

Guo Shao lightly kicked the black horse's stirrup, and the horse ran briskly forward. "Wow!" Guo Shao reined in the horse in advance and let it stop slowly.

Fu Jinzhan looked at him happily, but she still maintained the etiquette. She immediately put her jade hands in front of her belly, bent her knees and squatted down, and said: "I welcome the official family, and I wish the official family's royal family a victorious return."

At this time, the civil and military people around all clasped their fists and bowed: "I welcome your majesty, your majesty will live forever!"

Guo Shao strode forward, but saw that Fu Jinzhan was wearing a loose gown, but the lining was open collar, the skin on the collarbone was white and smooth, a round face with red lips, red lips and white teeth, very gorgeous, dignified and elegant posture, and a slight shyness in his happy expression. Guo Shao suddenly felt his blood flow, and his body was filled with the energy of being able to control ten girls at night, like a person who has been hungry all day sitting at the dinner table, always feels that he can eat the whole table of dishes.

He stretched out his big, dirty hand, grabbed Rou Yi, who was actually holding the golden zhan, and lifted him up, and said to everyone: "Let's get down."

Guo Shao abandons his horse and rides with Jinzhan. A large group of guards of honor and people marched towards Chanzhou City. Chanzhou is one of countless cities on the south bank of the Yellow River, and it is extremely lively at this time. The drums sounded in unison on the city tower, and the common people waited and watched. Some people read loudly on the city tower the achievements of the emperor's personal conquest.

Amid the commotion, Guo Shao didn't show up. He was sitting in the carriage, only interested in Jinzhan, carefully watching her every line with his eyes up and down.

"Anyway, I've known it for a long time. When I see my clothes, I can imagine what it looks like under the clothes. Isn't there a lot of anticipation?" Jinzhan looked at him with a smile.

Guo Shao had been on the expedition for many days, following her words, he couldn't hold back, so he put his hands on the knees of his skirt. Unexpectedly, Fu Jinzhan pressed his hand, blushed and said with a smile: "There are at least tens of thousands of people outside, and they will all be people when they get off the car soon, so don't lose your manners."

"I listen to Jinzhan, so bear with it." Guo Shao had no choice but to say.

Jinzhan couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty negotiated peace with the Liao Kingdom, why didn't you choose the nearest Hebei, but came to Chanzhou?"

Guo Shao laughed and said, "If we were in Hebei, then we wouldn't meet so soon."

Jinzhan glared at him and said, "I'm serious, I'm a little curious."

Guo Shao pondered for a moment and said: "This peace negotiation is no small matter, it must be a historic landmark event... It will definitely be famous in history! In order to give this matter a catchy name, it is worth a little trouble."

"The League of Chanzhou?" Jinzhan read it in a soothing and pleasant voice, which was a bit catchy.

But Guo Shao still felt that it was not smooth enough, and shook his head slightly: "There is an ancient lake in the east of Chanzhou City, named Chanyuan. Therefore, this peace negotiation can be called the 'Chanyuan Alliance'."

"The Chanyuan Alliance..." Jinzhan read it again, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty always has fantastic ideas, but sometimes he is as stubborn as a young boy."

Guo Shao said with a smile: "My body is also like that of a young man, try Jinzhan and you will know."

He hurriedly talked nonsense to divert Jinzhan's attention, otherwise he couldn't explain it clearly, why did he have to use a not-so-famous ancient lake called "Chanyuan League"? There are many catchy names.

After Fu Jinzhan heard this, two red clouds flew up on his face, and his breathing seemed to be a little heavier than before.

...

On the Hebei Plain, another group of people heading for Chanzhou was also on their way.

On both sides of the post road, large tracts of cropland were lush and lush. After the Hebei Plain was not disturbed by rangers, it seemed that every inch of land had been planted with grain. There are a few fireworks floating in the field, which are the smoke of "cooked dung" cooked with coal (coal) or firewood.

The farmer wearing a straw hat stood up from the field from time to time, holding a sickle in his hand and watching vigilantly at the armored soldiers and horses on the post road. In Hebei, the people here are still very nervous when they see the armored soldiers; unlike the households in the Central Plains, they only watch the fun when they encounter such a situation.

In front of the people and horses, Dong Zunhui swaggered on his horse, and the flag bearers beside him held the banner of the Tiger Army. Behind them is a group of armored cavalry guarding a carriage and a group of Khitans on horseback. Those in the cavalry brigade were the Daliao Mission.

One envoy and three assistant envoys were sitting on the carriage.

Among the deputy envoys was Yang Gun. Yang Gun was very silent, but he acted calmly. The atmosphere in the car was gloomy, and the chief and deputy envoys were not in a hurry to discuss countermeasures; because the envoy Xiao Siwen had hardly said a word since he left the king's tent.

Xiao Siwen sat on the carriage with his eyes closed, his body swayed with the bumps of the carriage, as if he had fallen asleep. But the bags under his eyes were heavier than usual, and he had obviously not slept well in days.

Inside the Daliao, although many Khitans were unwilling to negotiate peace with the southerners, it was useless. The national policy propositions of Yelu Xiezhen and others were decisive. Yelu Xiezhen also convinced most of the nobles, because compared to Xu Guo, insulting the Daliao princess and abusing the Khitan people after giving birth to a daughter is more unbearable;

Xiao Siwen could no longer control the national policy, so he had no choice but to send this trip to the enemy's door. If he didn't come, could it be that Yelu Xiezhen came in person?

"The Xu people will ask Daliao to become a vassal?" A deputy envoy finally spoke.

Another deputy envoy immediately said: "Then what are we talking about? Daliao was established by the Taizu, and only other clans were vassals. When will they be vassals to others? If they make such unreasonable demands and make Daliao suffer humiliation, we will reject it immediately!"

Xiao Siwen opened his eyes and said: "A peace negotiation under the threat of the enemy army is simply an alliance under the city. At this time, peace negotiation itself is a humiliation."

The two deputy envoys who spoke just now changed their tone and said one after another, "The Privy Council envoy of the North Court wants to come here this time and try their best to reach a peace agreement."

Xiao Siwen said: "Then we have to see what the conditions are."

Having said that, Xiao Siwen observed Yang Gun calmly. Yang Gun was also one of the deputy envoys, but he did not express his opinion.

"Deputy Envoy Yang?" Xiao Siwen looked at him.

Yang Gun immediately made a respectful gesture and said, "Duke Xiao is the official envoy, and this matter is still up to Duke Xiao. However...the Privy Councilor of the North Court believes that competing with Xu Guo is not the way of Changzhi. At this time, Daliao is in trouble at home and abroad, and it is even more decisive to make a decision."

After hearing this, Xiao Siwen came to a sudden: "Good birds choose trees to live in. Deputy Envoy Yang himself is quite talented, and being appreciated by the privy envoys is also very beneficial to Daliao."

Yang Gun said casually: "The privy envoy is an official in the same dynasty as Duke Xiao, and he is not an outsider."

Xiao Siwen had nothing to say. From the gap in the carriage, he could see the endless plains, and the post road winding with shit|yellow in the pale, like a road of no return with an unpredictable future.