On the way to escape, Wei Ba was the protagonist, and Jin Dongliu was not considered a follower, but only obeyed orders. When he arrived in Chang'an, Jin Dongliu was the general of the Wei army and received great preferential treatment. He was accompanied to see Xiahou Mao.
Wei Ba's status plummeted, and he didn't even have a place to sit. He could only squeeze together with Dun Wu, squatting by the city gate, looking at the people coming and going in boredom.
Boredom is just an appearance. In a dangerous situation, his life may be in danger at any time. Wei Ba is an alert rabbit, and he has to pretend to be very calm. Only he knows the feeling best. He is like a blind stream.
He was squatting by the roadside, seemingly careless, but in fact he was vigilantly paying attention to all the movements around him, and at the same time, he also paid close attention to the situation in Chang'an.
Ma Di once said to him that one of the important reasons why Zhuge Liang did not want to take Chang'an was that Chang'an had declined, with few entrances and not enough people to farm and support the army. In the next protracted war, he would encounter great difficulties.
Wei Ba didn't believe it at first, but his legs were numb from squatting at the city gate, and he didn't see many people entering or leaving the city. This was completely different from the Chang'an City he imagined.
How could the capital of the Han Dynasty be so desolate? More than two hundred years ago, more than three hundred years later, it was the most majestic city in the world. Now... if you don't look at those dilapidated but still majestic city walls, who can
Do you think this is Chang'an?
War is indeed the strongest means of destroying civilization.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" A soldier hit Wei Ba with a shining spearhead and shouted angrily: "Stand to the side, don't block the way."
Wei Ba looked at the empty road and was puzzled. Although Chang'an City was destroyed, the remaining ruins were still astonishing. Just like the burned Old Summer Palace, it still couldn't hide its former wealth. The roads in Chang'an City were very wide.
It can be compared with any avenue in Wei Ba's memory. The main road at the city gate is divided into three roads, corresponding to the three city gates. Each road can accommodate four cars parallel. What's more, there is no entrance at all, and he is squatting.
Who can I block on the roadside?
Before he could come back to his senses, Dunwu had already dragged him backwards with Smiley Face. The speed with which he changed his face surprised Wei Ba. He had never thought that Dunwu, who had always kept a cold face and acted cool, could laugh.
He is so sweet and flattering, and he doesn't look like a cold-blooded killer with special skills. He could be the pretty boy of a noble lady.
He is indeed the elite among scouts.
Wei Ba stood close to the wall. From a distance, he saw a team slowly walking towards the city wall. As he got closer, Wei Ba realized that there were two fully armed cavalry in front of him, holding a rein in one hand and holding a halberd in the other.
, the gleaming halberd was also tied with a colorful ribbon. It was obvious that this halberd was not only a weapon for killing, but also a ritual weapon that symbolized status. Behind them were two columns of infantry, one in each column, all wearing the same clothes as the soldiers at the door.
They had almost the same standard armor and red jackets, but the gatekeepers were so worn that they looked like beggars, but these soldiers were wearing bright helmets and were full of energy.
In the center of the team was a large carriage. The carriage was painted shiny black, with dark red grass patterns on it. The wheels were painted vermilion, and there were green curtains on all sides. No one could see inside. Next to the carriage
Followed by four young and beautiful maids, holding spit bottles and other cleaning supplies in their hands, their handsome faces were unsmiling and their eyes were straight. At first glance, they looked like a wealthy family with great rules.
Behind the carriage, there was a long line of entourage. Wei Ba could not count them at the moment, but they were enough to surprise him. The two knights leading the carriage alone were enough to show the extraordinary status of the owner of the carriage. Based on Wei Ba's rudimentary knowledge of etiquette, he could roughly guess that the person sitting in this car was at least two thousand dan, and it was two thousand dan with considerable power.
"Who is it?" Wei Ba turned his face sideways and asked Dun Martial Arts in a low voice.
"Don't talk, keep your head down." Dunwu reminded, with some nervousness in his voice.
Only then did Wei Ba realize that he was joking with his life. In these days of strict hierarchy, with his current status, it was an unforgivable sin to look directly at this carriage. He quickly lowered his head, and the moment he lowered his head, he saw The curtain on the carriage was pulled open to reveal half of his face.
Just half of it is enough to make your face look stunning.
Fair and rosy skin, eyebrows as slender as willow leaves, white and slender fingers, nails without red paint, but shining with a soft and youthful luster like jade. Red lips that disappeared in a flash behind the curtain In one corner, the color is bright and natural, with no trace of vermilion visible.
"Wow, what a pure beauty." Wei Ba was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself: "If that half of her face wasn't the same as that girl Peng Xiaoyu, this would be the perfect version of Peng Xiaoyu."
Just when Wei Ba was surprised, the woman also noticed Wei Ba, who was standing out among the crowd with his head bowed. With a flash of eyes, he quickly lowered the curtain of the car. Wei Ba also woke up with a start, lowered his head quickly, and pretended to be calm. He acted like a submissive citizen, and quietly looked around, and found that no one noticed him, so he clasped his hands together and secretly rejoiced.
He didn't see that the curtain was opened again by a small slit, and a pair of pretty eyes with some doubts behind the curtain saw his every move clearly. Liu Yemei frowned slightly, and his black and white eyes rolled. , the long eyelashes blinked twice.
"Yuanrong, what's wrong?" Princess Qinghe, who was sitting next to the girl, saw that the girl was in a daze and asked in confusion.
The girl smiled faintly: "It's nothing. I'm so disappointed to see Chang'an in such decline."
Princess Qinghe glanced at him and said with a smile: "Every time there is a rise, there will be a decline. No one can escape. There is nothing to be disappointed about."
The girl snorted and thought thoughtfully: "Yes, the city is like this, how can it be so embarrassing to enter? Who can escape the cycle of rise and fall?"
Princess Qinghe frowned, put her hand on the girl's catkin, and persuaded: "Yuanrong, how can you have such an idea at such a young age? Although your father died young, your brother is very talented. It won't take a few years to revive the family business, so why worry. Besides, although the Xiahou family is not Cao, since Emperor Taizu Gao, the Xiahou family has never used it as an outsider. Only when the Wei Dynasty was founded , the Xiahou family will not be bullied."
The girl smiled faintly: "It's natural, it's just me being overthinking."
"Well, you have your thoughts, and I know that. Alas, your father's three-year mourning has not ended yet, and the Cavalry General has been defeated again. I think your marriage will have to be postponed for a while, but it's okay. It won't be long. When your father's mourning period is over, I will go and tell Your Majesty that I will let you get married."
A blush appeared on the girl's face, and she turned around: "Princess, my father has died, how can I want to get married? I am..."
Princess Qinghe smiled, patted the girl's hand and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I know that our talented girls are worried about their future affairs, not their own marriage. Unlike your incompetent uncle,
I have known since I was young that I am practicing the art of dual cultivation. I say that I want to become an immortal and attain enlightenment, but I am not coveting beauty. Hmph!"
Princess Qinghe originally smiled happily, but as soon as she mentioned her husband Xiahou Mao, her happiness immediately disappeared without a trace. Her well-maintained pink face was full of murderous intent, with three wrinkles on her forehead and the corners of her mouth.
Her wrinkles were also a bit deeper because she pursed her lips too tightly.
... Anxi General Xiahou Mao, who was lying on the couch and talking listlessly to Jin Dongliu, suddenly shuddered and sat up with a look of shock on his face. Jin Dongliu was startled and hurriedly
He closed his mouth and stared at Xia Houmao nervously. Xiahou Mao waved his hand, indicating that it had nothing to do with Jin Dongliu. He stood up, put one hand behind his back, and rubbed his temples with the other. He took two steps back and forth, and suddenly remembered something.
He rushed to the door in two steps and said to the guard standing outside: "Where is the princess's car?"
The guard bowed and replied: "I just said that I have arrived outside the city. I estimate that I will arrive soon."
Xiahou Mao grimaced, and said to Jin Dongliu impatiently: "In that case, you should stay in Chang'an for two days first, and I will send a letter to Wancheng to ask. If it is true, I will send you back.
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With that said, without waiting for Jin Dongliu's consent, he hurriedly put on his shoes and left. Jin Dongliu looked at Xiahou Mao's somewhat flustered back and knew that he was probably worried about the arrival of his husband, Princess Qinghe.
Talk more and follow a petty official outside. Xiahou Mao has no mind to pay attention to Jin Dongliu now, but those petty officials know that Jin Dongliu should be the general of the Wei army, so they dare not neglect him and lead him to the post house to settle down.
After coming down, Jin Dongliu immediately entrusted the little official to go to the city gate to call Wei Ba and Dunwu over. During the period of leaving Chang'an, he could still take care of Wei Ba for a while.
Wei Ba followed the clerk to the post house, and happened to see the luxurious carriage parked at the main entrance of the Governor's Mansion. Only then did he know that the person sitting in this carriage should be Xiahou Mao's family member, the beauty who had caught a glimpse of him.
The girl may be Xiahou Mao's daughter.
He naturally glanced at the carriage and saw a middle-aged man hurriedly walking out of the door. Although he couldn't see the expression on his face or hear his words, his exaggerated body language could be seen.
It can be seen that he is a little nervous.
Who is this? She can actually make Xiahou Mao so nervous. Isn’t she his daughter?
Before Wei Ba could understand, the clerk snorted impatiently, and while driving him inside, said: "Hurry in! This place is adjacent to the Governor's Mansion, and nobles come and go frequently. You must take care of yourselves."
Eyes and mouth, don't look at what you shouldn't look at, don't say what you shouldn't say, stay in the library peacefully, and don't cause trouble. If something happens, I can't protect you."
"Alas, alas!" Wei Ba responded humbly, with a flattering smile on his face. Just now at the city gate, because he glanced at the convoy, he was almost stabbed to death by a spear. He learned this painful lesson.
, he now has a full understanding of his situation.