Chapter 691 That person is not worthy of being a dragon
Tao County.
All the people are staying at home.
The same is true for Pei Jian.
He was standing in the yard, while his wife Huang was cooking pancakes in the kitchen.
"Are you going to run away again?" Mrs. Huang was mumbling in the kitchen.
The boss, Pei Zhe, was helping to light the fire. Hearing this, he raised his head and said, "Mom, where are you going?"
Huang shook his head and stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat, hiding the desolation in his eyes.
She remembered that year very clearly. After the palace coup, her father-in-law returned to Chang'an...
"Leave now!"
Pei Jiu was so majestic that the naughtiest child in the family felt like seeing a cat and a mouse when seeing him.
But as the eldest daughter-in-law, she still had the courage to ask why.
Pei Jiu said calmly: "There is a change in the palace. Someone will probably come to capture him later, so go quickly!"
The family quickly packed their things...a few clothes, shoes, and money, but nothing else was allowed.
The less the better!
More than ten guards came in, and Pei Jiu stood in the courtyard, looking in the direction of the palace with his hands behind his hands.
"Aye!"
Pei Jian took the lead and everyone knelt down.
Pei Jiu didn't look back and waved his hand, "From now on, I will live anonymously and live a good life!"
Pei Jiu looked majestic, and Pei Jian asked: "Aye, what about you?"
Pei Jiudan said calmly: "Emperor Wu is a bit of a disciplinarian, so he went to the palace to have a look for his father."
Immediately, the family stood up and said goodbye.
Before Huang left, she looked back. She saw Pei Jiu looking back at them, with kindness in his eyes that she had never seen before.
This was the last time she saw her father-in-law Pei Jiu.
Along the way, you should take small roads if you can. The road was extremely difficult. The children couldn't stand it anymore and cried and wanted to go home. The adults couldn't stand it anymore either and said they would rather die...
But they still survived Guanzhong.
Out of more than ten guards, only two were left when they left Guanzhong.
The troops sent by Northern Xinjiang to assist have arrived.
More than a hundred riding gifts.
Their heads were tied with white cloth strips, and they looked sad and angry.
Only then did the Huang family know that her father-in-law Pei Jiu had already gone... In front of the imperial city, Li Yuan and his son were frightened with a knife, and then they committed suicide and went to Jiuyou to clear the way for Emperor Wu.
The only two remaining guards knelt down towards Chang'an, drew their swords and committed suicide.
The rest of the way is easy to walk.
These northern Xinjiang cavalrymen were afraid of them wherever they went.
They disguised themselves as a caravan and followed them northward.
At the checkpoints encountered on the road, when they saw Dai Xiao's Northern Xinjiang cavalry, they silently opened the roadblocks.
I remember that there was a checkpoint that was guarded by an old pawn.
While the old soldier struggled to move the roadblock, he muttered, "Unjust, Mr. Pei!"
At that moment, Mr. Huang burst into tears.
Pei Jiu, injustice!
But the imperial power is supreme and cannot be said!
When they arrived in northern Xinjiang, Huang Chunhui met them quietly, arranged their accommodation, and told them not to go out unless they had nothing to do.
There is no way, Jingtai has many informants in Northern Xinjiang, if they are discovered...
The family then lived in seclusion until Huang Chunhui fell out with the emperor.
Now, the war begins.
Victory, Huang Chunhui is in trouble.
If he fails, it goes without saying that the emperor of Chang'an will exile his family to a place where birds don't poop.
"I don't know what's going on." Mr. Huang sniffed and flipped the pancake, "It's very fragrant! Da Lang smells it."
Pei Zhe said with a dark face, "Auntie, I am the boss, not a child."
Huang smiled and said: "No matter how old you are, you are still a child in my mother's eyes!"
Pei Zhe lowered his head, his face illuminated by the flames.
"So happy!" Huang secretly cheered herself up.
Woohoo!
Faintly, she raised her head and said, "Listen, Sir, is it a horn?"
Pei Zhe nodded, "Yes! It's a horn, the sound of an attack."
"Which way?"
"It's our side."
"Attack..."
Mrs. Huang had no intention of making pancakes anymore, so she left the matter to her son and hurried to find Pei Jian.
Pei Jian stood in the yard, his broad back giving him a sense of security.
"Husband, how are you?"
Pei Jian shook his head, "It should be that he was charging and killing repeatedly."
"We...maybe win?"
"Yes!" Pei Jian nodded vigorously.
"Aye, if you are here..." When Pei Jiu was still there, the Pei family was the top wealthy family in Chang'an. Times have changed, and the Huang family has adapted to today's life, but it's hard to avoid feeling sad every time I think about it.
"Aye is watching!"
Pei Jian pointed to the right.
Only then did Huang discover a eucalyptus table placed under the eaves on the right.
On the eucalyptus table, the memorial tablet of my father-in-law Pei Jiu stands solemnly.
Facing north.
It was as if he was watching his former subordinates and thousands of troops fighting.
I don’t know how much time passed before the horn sounded again.
Pei Jian's body was shaken.
"Husband!" Huang felt that it was similar to the previous horn sound, but she couldn't tell the difference.
"Yes... the whole army is pressing down." Pei Jian clenched his fists, "Is Uncle Huang planning a decisive battle?"
There is some commotion outside.
Pei Jian squinted and said, "Let the children carry knives."
"Leave?" Huang asked.
Pei Jian shook his head, "No!"
Kill the enemy!
If something goes wrong, he will take the children to the top of the city to protect Taoxian and Northern Xinjiang.
Just like my father did back then.
"Wan Sheng!"
Cheers came from the direction of the city.
"What?" Huang stumbled to the door, first looked out through the crack in the door, and then listened anxiously.
"Wonderful victory! Wonderful victory!"
The cheers are spreading, coming all the way.
"Wan Sheng!"
The clatter of horse hooves.
soon!
Accompanied by the sound of horse hooves, there is a sound of joy.
"Our army is victorious!"
"Our army is victorious!"
"Our army is victorious!"
Huang turned around with tears in her eyes, "Husband! You are free!"
Huang Chunhui said that after this battle, Pei Jian should leave the army.
Pei Jian raised his head and looked at the blue sky.
"Aye!"
Pei Jiu's tablet is on the right, and three sticks of incense are burning slowly in front of the tablet.
Green smoke lingers.
Huang turned around happily and shouted: "Everyone, come out!"
The family members all came out.
Pei Zhe took a pile of cakes and divided them, "Yours, yours."
This is what I had for lunch.
Mr. Huang couldn't stand it anymore and went to organize it himself.
She is busy in the kitchen.
The sun shines through the gaps in the wooden boards and shines on the stove. The smoke from fireworks and flying dust... time seems to have stopped.
In the past, when she looked at this scene, she would be in a daze, feeling like she was a zombie. Now, looking at it, she was actually more happy.
She praised sincerely, "It's so beautiful!"
She felt that everything in front of her was beautiful.
I don't know how long it took, but someone knocked on the door.
"who?"
Pei Zhe remained vigilant as usual and stood by the door.
"Old man!"
Squeak!
The door opened, and Huang Chunhui, who Pei Jian felt should celebrate his victory in the Jiedushi's house, came.
He had changed into civilian clothes, but his chilling aura was still there.
"Why is uncle here?" Pei Jian came up to greet him.
"This victory has been won, and my wish has been fulfilled."
Huang Chunhui turned his eyes and saw the tablet.
He walked over and sat on the floor.
Facing the tablet.
"Brother Ninth, you once said back then..."
His expression was soft and he felt completely relaxed.
Pei Jian waved his hand and his family members stayed away.
"... Beiliao's losses are not small, but Xiao Hua is very determined. Even so, he still fights to intercept our army. Otherwise, if the 200,000-strong army can return 70,000 to 80,000 this time, it will be considered a feat for Helianfeng."
"If we win this battle, Chang'an will be uneasy."
"Then there will be a lot of trouble. In fact, what I hate most is trouble. When people get old, they think that one thing is worse than one thing less, and one thing less is worse than nothing.
But if we win this battle, the world will be shocked, and my prestige will be frighteningly high. Chang'an will say that I want to rebel, and it will create public opinion..."
"The man on the throne, after receiving the news, I am afraid he will lose his composure! Just thinking about it makes me happy..."
"Brother Ninth, I am going to Chang'an!"
"If I don't go to Chang'an, the world will be in chaos. Chang'an will gather a large army and station troops around Northern Xinjiang."
Pei Jian stood on the side and whispered: "Uncle, Chang'an is quite dissatisfied with you. If you go away... my nephew thinks it is better to stay in Northern Xinjiang."
Huang Chunhui shook his head, "People can't live just for themselves."
He stood up and reached out to brush away the green smoke that shrouded the memorial tablet, "Brother Ninth, if we go now, we will meet again under the Nine Springs. Brother Ninth, prepare some wine and food. If you don't have any, I won't comply!"
Pei Jian was shocked, "Can't you just go?"
Huang Chunhui said: "As a human being, don't be too greedy."
After this battle, he had no regrets.
…
King Wei is leaving.
"Are you tired after coming and leaving?"
Yang Xuan prepared a lot of dry food for him.
"I'm bored in Chang'an, so if I come out once in a while, it's just a way to relax."
The eldest nephew was very straightforward, picked up the baggage, mounted the horse, and said, "See you in Chang'an!"
After this war, Yang Xuan faced many troubles, the first of which was planning for the post of Deputy Envoy of Jiedu.
I have to go to Chang'an.
"Lang Jun, will Chang'an detain you?" Jiang Heer felt that the risk was very high.
Yang Xuan didn't answer.
Huang Chunhui is back.
Jiedu made the house full of joy.
Then there was a celebration banquet.
Yang Xuan saw Zhou Jian again.
Standing with Huang Chunhui.
This is an unusual gesture.
After three rounds of drinking, Huang Chunhui called Yang Xuan over, "Want to go home?"
Yang Xuan nodded, "I miss my wife and children."
He was fully focused during the battle, but after the war, he relaxed completely. The first thing Yang Xuan thought of was his wife and children.
People say that children grow and change all day long, and I don’t know what A Liang has grown into.
"Go back, go back quickly!"
Yang Xuan knew that he was going to Chang'an.
"Don't ask?" Huang Chunhui smiled.
"There are many things you don't need to ask."
Huang Chunhui nodded with satisfaction and pointed at Zhou Jian, "Let him follow you from now on."
Yang Xuan has always felt that Zhou Jian is a bit mysterious... Huang Chunhui's recommendation method, which is almost like opening a back door, has never been seen before.
He nodded, "It's easy to say. But my husband, what is he good at?"
Huang Chunhui waved his hand, "Killing people. I can kill people myself, and I can also lead the army to kill people."
General material?
Yang Xuan raised his glass and Pei Jian raised his glass.
The next day, Yang Xuan hurried back to Chenzhou with his troops.
"The news of the great victory has already arrived, and the city is filled with joy."
Lu Qiang was very happy, "This battle, at least, can win ten years of peace for our northern Xinjiang."
Yang Xuan felt that these people were a little too optimistic.
But at the moment, it is right to let this joy spread, which can relax the tense nerves in northern Xinjiang for a long time.
"A Liang!"
As soon as he entered the house, Yang Xuan went straight to the backyard.
"Husband!"
Zhou Ning came out to greet him happily.
The couple reunited, Yang Xuan hugged his son and talked about some situations of the battle.
Husband and wife have been separated for a while, and when they meet again after a long absence, they naturally need to comfort each other.
At night, Zhou Ning leaned on his chest and gasped: "Someone outside said that there is a group of demons under my husband's command, and they are specially designed to kill them with a big knife."
Mo Dao Team?
Yang Xuan said: "Don't be distracted!"
Zhou Ning rolled his eyes, "Husband, you..."
She just wanted to hit Yang Xuan, but she felt something.
"hey-hey!"
There is spring in every room.
The male master is back, and the servants at home are also in high spirits.
The next day, Yang Xuan went to Zhoushe.
"Congratulations, envoy."
Lu Qiang and others congratulated him.
"Congratulations for what?" Yang Xuan was confused.
Lu Qiang said with a smile: "It is said outside that Shijun showed great prowess in this battle. Not only did he withstand Lin Ya's elite heavy cavalry, but he also took the lead in launching a counterattack. This battle was a great victory, making him the first to achieve success."
No!
Yang Xuan is humble, he is truly humble.
When he went out later, Lu Qiang sighed, "Looking at me, I feel more and more relaxed."
"In the past, great victories would have made you happy for a while, but this time, you will be happy..."
Cao Ying didn't say anything, and Lu Qiang asked, "Old Cao, you didn't notice?"
Cao Ying stretched out her hand on the eucalyptus table, "In the past, Lang Jun watched the world from the eucalyptus table. Now, he is at a higher place..." He raised his hand, "Naturally, he feels normal."
"It's so cold at high places!" Lu Qiang said with a pun.
Although I am overjoyed to win this battle, what follows will be very troublesome.
How to get along with Chang'an?
This issue should be considered by all soldiers and civilians in northern Xinjiang.
Yang Xuan put all these aside for the time being.
"How dare you speak so harshly?"
"I don't dare anymore."
"Tell me, are you convinced?"
"I'm not convinced...I'm convinced!"
"It seems that you are convinced!"
"Yes! Zitai, please spare me once!"
"Seeing that you are sincere, I will let you go this time!"
Boss Yang lay down panting, looking as confident as ever.
"Wow!"
"Baby is crying!"
Women put on clothes very slowly... Yang Xuan quickly dressed and rushed out.
"Wow!"
Yang Xuan took the child, and Zheng Wuniang said: "It was fine before Lang Jun came back..."
"This kid is a little too sensitive!"
Yang Xuan coaxed the child softly.
"Look, Dalang, look in the yard, it's the moonlight."
The moonlight poured into the yard, and the flowers and trees seemed to be coated with a layer of white frost. The night wind blew through, and the branches and leaves swayed. Shadows danced gently on the ground.
The night wind also brought the fragrance of flowers, and Yang Xuan whispered: "Is it fragrant?"
The child stared at him.
"A Liang."
Yang Xuan called softly.
Zhou Ning stood inside the door, watching this scene with a smile.
These are the two most important men in her life. One has an uncertain future; the other is thriving.
"Are you going to Chang'an?"
"Well! I have to go."
The couple later cuddled up on the bed.
Zhou Ning tilted her head and wanted to lean on his shoulder, but she was a little short, "You should lower your head!"
"Tell me earlier!" Yang Xuan's body slid down a little, allowing Zhou Ning to lean on his shoulders smoothly.
"For the deputy envoy Jiedu?"
"right."
"I'm afraid this matter will take some time."
"Chang'an at the moment is a dangerous place for me." Yang Xuan didn't want to hide it from her. "After hearing the news of the great victory, Chang'an will be crazy about controlling northern Xinjiang and will try its best to mix it up. No one can pick Liao Jin's successor.
Something went wrong. But I left many people with a chokehold."
Zhou Ning put her right hand on his lower abdomen and whispered: "That's the dragon's den and the tiger's den."
Yang Xuan said nothing.
Zhou Ning patted his abdomen gently, "Did I say something wrong?"
"Um!"
Zhou Ning wanted to sit up straight, but Yang Xuan held her waist.
"Aning!"
"Um!"
"That man is not worthy of being called a dragon!"