At the top of Tongguan City, Li Xia watched the Yuan army retreat gradually. He put down his telescope and saw the snow falling from his body.

He swept his shoulders and said, "It feels like we've been experiencing winter all year round."

"What did the king say?"

Liu Yuanzhen turned around, quite puzzled.

"This summer is so boring that people are almost ready for it, and the snow comes late. It is now the middle of winter, and the first snow has just fallen."

"It snows in the Tianshan Mountains in July and August. I went to Liupan Mountain in September and Xingqing Mansion in October. I suffered from the cold for half a year."

Liu Yuanzhen smiled hoarsely.

He was not too restrained in front of Li Xia and complained: "This year, the king left trivial government affairs and traveled to the Western Regions, but he asked me to guard this small Tongguan for another year."

"When you defeat Dong Wenbing and take control of Luoyang, will you be able to honor our ancestors?"

"Enough, enough."

"It's no use talking about it, only by defeating him."

"It's just these two years, otherwise I have to ask the king to come to Tongguan once every year. How can I save my face?"

"You can still take care of your face in this situation, which shows that you have plenty of energy left."

Li Xia acted out of emotion. Unlike the Song and Yuan dynasties, he was always on the verge of destruction and had no time to think about these small things.

The two jumped off the city wall, not noticing the snow-covered gravel. They both fell a step. Li Xia touched the wound on his body and dripped a few drops of blood on the snow.

Just sweep it with your foot and cover the blood stains.

Back in the hall, Li Xia first asked: "Have the spies from the Military Intelligence Department returned?"

"Your Majesty, not yet."

Liu Yuanzhen followed up and asked: "The king is wondering how Dong Wenbing could spread such rumors?"

He has always been a bit troublesome. In southern slang, he is called "the eighth wife". In fact, he likes to show off his cleverness.

Li Xia was not surprised and said casually: "Yes, I was still wondering in Liupan Mountain whether Genghis Khan was killed by the Princess of Xixia, but when I turned around, I heard that I died at the hands of Duo Siman."

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"If Dong Wenbing wants to spread rumors, he must first make sure that the king will go to Xingqing Mansion first instead of returning to Chang'an immediately."

"No need to be sure, just guess."

"But how did he know that the king had brought back Princess Duosiman?"

"Tuohu returned to Jiuyuan City and gave him the news?"

"As a Mongolian sect king, or even an uncle of Kublai Khan, why would Tuohu be willing to pass the news to Dong Wenbing? And how did they know about the princess's life experience?"

Li Xia had already taken out the official document and looked at it, and asked, "What do you think?"

Liu Yuanzhen spoke bluntly and said: "The King has a fine work by Meng Yuan."

"Many people in the Tuo Lei family know Duo Siman's life experience," Li Xia said.

He actually knows a lot of things, but he doesn't say much about them.

"I still believe that there is something wrong. This person must have gone to Liupan Mountain with the king, and he knows the princess's life experience. He also knows that the king is going to Xingqing Mansion after leaving Liupan Mountain. Therefore, I sent the news to Dong Wenbing."

Liu Yuanzhen had already begun his own analysis.

This is the most reasonable conjecture, but he has forgotten that the truth in the world may not always be the most reasonable answer.

"Dong Wenbing got the news and could not raise troops to capture Tongguan from me, so he had to lie that the king was dead and deceive the Song court into sending troops..."

"It may not be detailed, but you can see that Yuan Ting's intelligence system is very good."

"Yes." Liu Yuanzhen was convinced and nodded: "First of all, the message is passed on. The Mongolians attach great importance to post stations. They are called 'Zhan Chi' in Mongolian. Yelu Chucai promulgated the "Zhan Chi Tiao De", which made Mongolian post stations dotted with documents.

When the order comes from morning to night, it can be said that we are the king for a while... Of course, we are not bad either."

"It's still bad."

Li Xia was self-aware. The territory under his rule had more mountains and rivers, and the time to rise was short. The horses and knights were far inferior to those of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, not to mention that Kublai Khan inherited the Zhanchi system that Mongolia had built for more than thirty years.

It can only be said that both he and Kublai Khan did a good job in this regard.

"And Yuanting's Eagle Guards relied on Mongolia's standing red system and grew rapidly."

At this point, Liu Yuanzhen frowned and looked quite disgusted, and then said: "The enemy spy leader in the Heluo area is named 'He Wei'. In the past year, he has sent people into the country many times to find out the formulas of our gunpowder, stainless steel, and glass.

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"..."

After returning to Guanzhong from the Western Regions, Li Xia had an obvious feeling that Kublai Khan had indeed been Sinicized. Although it was not complete, there was indeed a considerable degree of Sinicization.

The Yuan and Mongolia are indeed very different.

The Yuan army did not fight for plunder. They knew how to use strategies and had strategic purposes. They paid more attention to military craftsmanship.

Facing Kublai Khan was more like fighting a Central Plains dynasty for hegemony.

Thinking of this, Li Xia asked Liu Yuanzhen.

"Do you think it's the beasts that are more terrifying, or the humans?"

Liu Yuanzhen did not answer immediately, but pointed to the chair under Li Xia.

"The chair the king is sitting on is covered with wolf skin. I shot three wolves before sewing this fur rug..."

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The seventh day of November.

After returning to Chang'an with Li Xia, Lin Zi hurried back home, passed through the triple courtyard, and saw his wife and children coming out, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief...

After finally coaxing all the children out, Lin Zi, who had been out for nearly a year, couldn't hold himself back anymore, picked up Mrs. Qin and went to the inner room.

"Thin?"

"Think what the officials want."

"I miss you too. I haven't touched a single orch in the Western Regions."

"The official has shaved his head and came back... I thought you had surrendered to the Hulu, and I almost wanted to hang myself and die for my country."

"It's not like you don't understand what I'm doing..."

Lin Zi is a majestic commander of the Military Intelligence Department outside, but at home he looks like a stupid young man.

He is actually only twenty-eight years old. He was very fair when he first went north with Li Xia. Over the years, he has been exposed to wind, sun, swords, guns, swords and halberds, and he looks old.

But if you don't pay attention in private, he still speaks inappropriately.

Soon the matter of Yang Qixin's resignation was brought up again.

"Does the official really think that I will return to Tongcheng with my uncle's family?"

"I also know that most of the time it won't happen, but people in the Western Regions don't feel at ease."

"For a daughter like you who comes from a scholar's family, I can't figure out what you are thinking. If my children are brought to Jinghu North Road, I will have to ask Lao Jiang to send someone to invite them."

Mrs. Qin immediately became angry and spat: "Bah, are you afraid that we will return to our parents' home, or are you afraid that your future will be ruined?"

"Of course I am following you... As for my future, how can it be ruined? I am so smart. I beg the King of Qin to give me another wife. As soon as I mention it, the King of Qin will put my mind at ease."

As soon as her skirt was lifted up, Mrs. Qin's face suddenly changed.

"Get out."

"Don't make trouble, I'm joking with you."

"My surname is Lin, let me tell you, I, Qin Shu, have half a street's worth of dowry, and I can live without you."

"That's not what I meant..."

"I see that you have been staying with the Menglu for a long time. You really regard me as the property you bought with the betrothal gift. You can hire as many as you want. When you die, will you still pass me on to your uncle?

brother?"

"You've spoken harshly, you mother-in-law, you've spoken harshly, no, madam, listen to me..."

"roll!"

Lin Zi was pushed out, and with a sound of "Peng", the door of the house was closed...

What is different from many people's impression is that in today's Song Dynasty, women actually have a very high status. Not only do they have the right to inherit family property, but they also have the freedom to remarry. The dowry is their personal property, and they can also file for divorce.

Although Lin Zi was the dignified commander of the Military Intelligence Department, he was really afraid of offending his wife, so he had to stay in the study room all night. Early the next morning, he honestly went to Mr. Qin to admit his mistake...

"I didn't even finish what I said yesterday. King Qin didn't agree with me and scolded me severely."

"Should."

"Okay, don't be angry. Is my uncle still in Chang'an? I'm going to see him today."

"I knew you were going. Someone came to the door and told me, let's go. My uncle is waiting for you..."

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To be continued...