"Spring has only been seven days, and it has been two years since I left home. When I return home, my thoughts are in front of the flowers." Zhou Fugui, the general of the White Tiger Camp of the Yan Army on horseback, looked at the long journey home and couldn't help but sigh.

In the sixth year of Yan Yongping and the fourth year of Xia Yuanjia, there was no major war between Yan and Xia. The two sides ceased fighting and focused on confrontation. They were like wild beasts with both sides injured, silently licking their wounds until they recovered.

Then give the opponent a fatal blow.

Most of the Yan army finally received its troops, and the Yan court issued an order that, except for the necessary garrison troops, the remaining troops could return to Youzhou to rest and recuperate.

Zhou Fugui's White Tiger Camp was also included in the class.

At this time, two full years have passed since Zhou Fugui and others left Youzhou, and two years have turned a young man who was not as good as a weakling into a vigorous young man.

Years of battlefields of blood and fire turned an ignorant boy into a capable young man.

The battlefield of blood and fire can change people a lot, and even cause earth-shaking changes. Cowards may become warriors, and kindness may turn into bloody cruelty.

"Which great poet in history is this a good verse from?" Murong Huiying, who was riding alongside Zhou Fugui, asked thoughtfully.

Zhou Fugui shook his head.

In fact, Zhou Fugui also forgot which great poet's poem it was from.

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"Fugui, why don't you ask why you are a teacher?" Murong Huiying then asked Zhou Fugui.

"Why?" Zhou Fugui heard the words and said: "No one can do anything to anyone, so they just stopped and then left the army. Is it possible that we are still allowed to stay in the south? I am a true Yanyun person.

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"I know that you are from Yanyun and are homesick..." Murong Huiying chuckled and said: "Actually, the reason why you are allowed to return home is because the imperial court considers that you have been away from home for too long. This is one, and the other is...

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"Well, that's good. The imperial court can still consider me and others who are homesick? Very good." Zhou Fugui heard this and sneered mockingly: "My emperor's holy grace makes me and others panic!"

"Why do you always interrupt me? Can you let me finish what I'm saying?" Murong Huiying glared at Zhou Fugui and said angrily.

"Oh, the young general is guilty. Your Royal Highness, please tell me if you have anything to say!" Zhou Fugui said with a chuckle.

In the past, Zhou Fugui's words would have been an honorific, a respectful call to "Your Highness the Princess", but now it was somewhat teasing.

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Make chaos on yourself.

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At that time, it was Yingying or Ying'er who was shouting randomly, but now she calls her your highness the princess? Murong Huiying thought shyly.

"The second thing is that His Majesty has issued an order for you and your White Tiger Battalion to enter the palace for an audience." Murong Huiying then said.

After Murong Huiying said that, she slightly raised her head and looked at Zhou Fugui, thinking that Zhou Fugui would be overly surprised. Unexpectedly, Zhou Fugui said disdainfully: "Come to the palace to see me? It's not rare. Why don't you let me wait earlier?"

Go home and I will reunite with my family as soon as possible."

"You..." Murong Huiying was so angry when she heard this that she pushed Zhou Fugui, almost knocking him off his horse, and angrily said: "Go home and reunite with your family, why are you in such a hurry?

Huh? My father reported your matter to the imperial court, and then the imperial court issued an edict to let you into the palace. It is prepared to reward you highly."

"Reward? It's really unnecessary." Zhou Fugui still shook his head and said: "It's been two years since I left home. I wonder what happened to my mother, brother, sister-in-law, and little sister?"

"Wealth..." Murong Huiying looked at Zhou Fu after hearing this.

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Gui said: "Why are you always so depressed? Does working for Dayan really make you so discouraged?"

Zhou Fugui shook his head and remained silent.

Talking too much will lead to mistakes. Zhou Fugui didn't want to say any more, and he also didn't want to make Murong Huiying sad anymore.

The Yan Kingdom was established by the Xianbei people, and Zhou Fugui was a Han. In fact, Zhou Fugui didn't care about the so-called Han and Hu differences. They were both descendants of Yan and Huang, so what difference could there be between them? What Zhou Fugui cared about was Yan.

Some of the imperial court's practices respected Hu Beihan and drove the Han people like cattle and horses, like driving eagles and dogs, and even cattle and horses were not as good as eagles and dogs. In addition, Yan's generals invaded the south and were cruel and unkind. Such a country would not be worthy of Zhou Fugui's service. If

In the battle to defend his family and country against foreign humiliation, Zhou Fugui will surely have high morale and fight to the death.

"Yingying, after you return to Youzhou, will you live in the mansion or go somewhere?" Zhou Fugui then asked Murong Huiying.

"I don't know..." Murong Huiying replied: "In these years, Yingying has been fighting everywhere with her father and has no fixed place to live."

"Oh..." Zhou Fugui nodded.

"Fugui, how many days will you stay at home after returning to Youzhou?" Murong Huiying then looked at Zhou Fugui intently, and suddenly asked Zhou Fugui with a hint of sadness.

Zhou Fugui opened his mouth when he heard the words, but couldn't say a word.

How could Zhou Fugui not know what Murong Huiying meant?

Zhou Fugui had previously made eloquent remarks, such as how there was no end to the road, but when it came to a critical moment, Zhou Fugui was panicked and at a loss.

Zhou Fugui and Murong Huiying are in love, but given the current situation, it is more difficult for them to have a good result, or to live together and achieve a marriage than to reach heaven.

The Han people want to marry the princess of Dayan, and the humble man wants to marry someone with a high status. This is a shocking thing in itself. Moreover, the parents' orders, the matchmaker's words, Murong Huiying's father, the Zuoxian King of Dayan Kingdom, Rong Bolie, is

What is the meaning or attitude? What was the attitude of his mother after she found out about this matter? What about his family? What about the court? What did the Xianbei people of Dayan say?

All of these are like mountains, standing between the two of them, almost insurmountable. The closer Zhou Fugui and Murong Huiying get to Youzhou, the heavier they feel. A sense of melancholy and ominous premonition, like

It spread like a plague between the two of them.

At this time, Zhou Fugui and Murong Huiying were both silent, leaning on their saddles and walking slowly, as if Youzhou City was a huge whirlpool or trap, making them afraid to approach, and the walking became increasingly difficult.

At this time, a carriage appeared on the road ahead. The carriage stopped on the side of the road, and a girl in green clothes stood beside the carriage.

Beside the girl in green clothes is Zhou Fugui's old horse. The old horse looks at Zhou Fugui slyly.

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"Brother Fugui..."

The girl wears white clothes on the inside and an emerald green light shirt on the outside. The skirts of the clothes are fluttering in the wind, making her look graceful and graceful. The jade is soft and delicate. Ten jade fingers that look like spring green onions are mixed together, gathered in the sleeves, and raised to the chest.

Pingting's behavior is graceful and graceful, her appearance is quiet and her body is leisurely.

The girl timidly called out, clearing her throat.

"Xiao Qing?" Zhou Fugui couldn't help being extremely surprised when he saw the girl. He clamped his legs between the horse's belly and the horse rushed out.

Zhou Fugui rode up to Xiao Qing, got off the horse, opened his arms, and hugged Xiao Qing tightly.

"Brother Fugui..."

"Xiaoqing!"

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The two people who had gone through hardships and survived the desperate situation hugged each other tightly. Xiaoqing leaned on Zhou Fugui's strong arms and couldn't help but shed tears. Xiaoqing couldn't help but feel worried and missing.

Shameless and unethical!

The two of them were so affectionate that Murong Huiying's eyebrows stood up, and she held the riding whip tightly, about to have an attack, but she felt it was not appropriate, so Murong Huiying had no choice but to stop her, or not to stop her, so she could only sit on the horse and sulk.

Zhou Fugui held Xiao Qing in his warm and soft arms, reluctant to let go for a while, but Zhou Fugui could feel it without looking back. Two sharp eyes were like knives, sweeping back and forth on his vest.

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So Zhou Fugui reluctantly let go of Xiao Qing's soft body, and in a blink of an eye he saw Xiao Yunu sitting in the carriage, clinging to the crack of the carriage door, looking at him timidly.

"Little Yunu?" Zhou Fugui said again in surprise, and then took Little Yunu into his arms.

At this moment, these two beauties, big and small, were beside Zhou Fugui, making him feel that this was real.

At this time, Xiaoqing and Xiaoyunu were like relatives of Zhou Fugui.

"Brother, Yunu thought you didn't want me anymore..." Little Yunu said in a sweet voice while touching the cold armor on Zhou Fugui's body.

"Haha..." Zhou Fugui nodded at the little jade slave's nose and said with a smile: "Even if my brother doesn't want me, he can't do without our little jade slave."

"Well..." Xiao Yunu sat in Zhou Fugui's arms and nodded heavily.

"Xiaoqing, why are you here?" Zhou Fugui then asked Xiaoqing while holding Xiaoyunu in his arms.

"It's the princess..." Xiaoqing replied.

After hearing this, Zhou Fugui turned around and glanced gratefully at Murong Huiying, who was sulking.

Murong Huiying gave Zhou Fugui a fierce look.

"Xiaoqing, you..." Zhou Fugui then said to Xiaoqing apologetically: "Zhou is incompetent and can't find your family. You see, you have to go back to Youzhou again."

Youzhou is the sad place for Xiaoqing. Zhou Fugui originally planned to find her relatives in the south of the Yangtze River, and then hand her over to her relatives, but it was not easy in this busy time of war. Besides, Zhou Fugui has been leading the army in battles, and he has been continuing to fight.

This is even more impossible when fighting against the Xia people.
To be continued...