Changying the Lady

Chapter 650: Those things

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"It's already late autumn!" Zhenqidan, who was patrolling Yanzhou City as usual, looked at the fallen leaves flying in the city and muttered to himself. He thought of his hometown Beirong. At this time, it was already covered with snow, and the snow was several feet thick.

The water hole in the meadow is a good place for the children of the tribe to play, bathe, catch fish, and provide drinking water for the livestock in the summer. But at this time, they are all frozen into holes in the ice. Not to mention children, even adults, if they are unlucky enough to step in, and there is no one around to help them, they will often just die.

Not to mention the white-haired wind that blows during this season, even livestock that are crowded together will be frozen to death.

All in all, even Beirong people often don't want to think about the winter in Beirong.

Shilu Zhenqidan's background was considered good, and he was a nobleman among the Rong people. But even when he recalled the winter in his hometown, he found it unbearable.

"I wonder if grandma's eyes are better? After Fu Gan died, grandma was too sad and cried too much, and the wind hurt her eyes. I asked the high priest to pray several times but it didn't work..." Suppose Lu Zhen Qidan was thinking about some family matters and suddenly stopped at the west gate.

Looking down, you can see the dozens of miles of tents outside the city, as well as the big "Wei" flag in the middle that can still be seen clearly from a long distance. The clear lines between the tents and the neat and solemn atmosphere of armor all make people's hearts tremble!

Zhenqidan, who was setting the road, felt that several young soldiers nearby were a little uneasy. He stopped deliberately and loudly and boldly talked to the people around him about the vulnerability of the Wei soldiers and their various joys in the Wei imperial capital...

The vulgar wording and obscene topics played a very good role in inspiring our own troops.

Seeing that the soldiers' eyes were shining because of his description, they looked down at the tent, no longer fearful and confused, but full of ambition and desire. Only then did Zhenlu Zhenqidan stop with satisfaction, encourage them with a few words, and continue to patrol forward.

But no one knew that the seemingly mighty and heroic commander was actually filled with worries at this moment.

The reason why Zhenqidan set up a road was not because he was afraid of the Wei people's siege, but because he thought of the instructions given by the chief priest of his clan before this expedition...

He was originally the confidant of the third prince of the Rong people. According to the rules, if the third prince died, he should not be still alive. Either he would die on the spot, or he would die after avenging the third prince. Otherwise, even if he returns to Beirong alive, no one will think highly of him! The Great Khan, who had lost his beloved son, was even less likely to let him go!

Shilu Zhenqidan chose the latter.

But he didn't expect that after he returned to the king's tent alive after all the hard work and testified that the Di man named "Moye" colluded with the eldest prince to kill the third prince, the Great Khan hesitated for two days, and finally ended up saying Refusal to dispose of them without evidence.

The reason is funny to say, because the third prince was defeated and died, and the vitality of the army was seriously damaged. The Great Khan was afraid of a counterattack by the Wei people, and did not want his disciples to cause similar losses to the Rong people again due to their competition for the Khan position.

In other words, the Great Khan acquiesced to the Great Prince's position as Crown Prince.

Originally, in this case, Zhenqidan who set up a road would be sentenced to death for slandering the prince.

But the high priest who had been idle for a long time came forward and saved him. He said that when the Rong people went south again, he would let Shilu Zhenqidan take the vanguard to avenge the third prince. The death of the third prince was tacitly understood by the Rong people. The announcement was all done by Wei people and had nothing to do with the eldest prince and others.

"But the Wei people were completely unable to go north because their baggage in Yanzhou City was burned to the ground!" This thought was repeated in the mind of the road-setting Zhen Qidan, but he instinctively did not say it out.

The current Great Khan received the help of the High Priest when he succeeded to the throne, so in the beginning, the Great Khan and the High Priest handled state affairs together. Later, the high priest gradually stopped taking care of things...

But what made Shilu Zhenqidan decide to shut up was that he accidentally remembered that the amulet he gave to his nephew was obtained by the third prince from the high priest on his behalf.

Among the sons of the Great Khan, the chief priest seemed to prefer the third prince.

Then, the third prince died...

I dare not think too deeply about setting up a road.

"Before setting off for the expedition, our men and horses all received blessings from the high priest. According to the high priest, we are not afraid of those things. It's just..." Shilu Zhenqidan has been a soldier all his life, and the military people have to live in an environment because of their living environment. He has a fierce nature, and ordinary things really can't scare him.

But thinking about what the great priest told me before leaving, I still feel a bit creepy!

"Previously, the high priest tried it with captured Wei people. Those things..." Shilu Zhenqidan's heart wavered, "They are devils, they are devils. They are not things that should exist in the human world. Compared with them, the devil's grass is nothing." What? The magic grass is just a dead animal..."

Thinking of the scene he witnessed with his own eyes, he couldn't help but raise his hand and touch the iron plate under his neck.

It was an amulet, the same as the one he gave to his nephew Zhenfu Gan, both made by the high priest.

"In addition to the blessings given by the high priest, I also have this amulet, so I should be fine." Zhenqidan, who set the road, touched the amulet that was heated by the body temperature, and felt a little more at ease. "The last two attacks on the city, The Wei people didn't have enough siege equipment, but they climbed to the top of the city several times! After all, we Rong people are not as good at defending the city as the Wei people, let alone this Yanzhou City, they Wei people are not familiar with it... If we do it again, I'm afraid it will be difficult. Drive them down. Even now, there may not be any Wei people hiding in any corner of the city..."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sudden and exciting sound of war drums under the city interrupted Zhenqidan's thoughts. He looked at the surging Wei army, and hesitation and struggle flashed in his eyes. After a moment, his eyes showed a sharp look, and he decisively ordered the people around him: "If you can't defend, you can't." Stay here and do as the high priest told you before the expedition!"

The people on his left and right were all sent by the high priest. They nodded silently and strode away!

"Fortunately, Duowu has grown up. Even if I die here today, there will still be someone to take care of my grandma." Zhenqidan, who set the road, suppressed the fear of the unknown in his heart, chased his two subordinates, and hurriedly went down the tower...

While there were thousands of soldiers and horses under Yanzhou City, and the cries of killing could not be heard, hundreds of miles away in Yuzhu Town, a suburb of the imperial capital, it was quiet and peaceful.

The autumn wind blew the silver bells under the eaves, and the crisp ringing startled a few birds among the flower branches.

In the hall, the guard chief Ying, who was wearing dark purple clothes, looked at the little child on his lap with interest: "What did you call me just now? Say it again now?"

The two-year-old child was still not very fluent in speech. He babbling for a long time before turning his head and saying uncertainly: "What time is it?"

"Who are you?" Shen Zangning asked happily. She was much plumper than when she was a girl, and she looked quite rich. Wearing a concubine-colored narrow-sleeved blouse, a light pink cross-collar middle coat, a jade belt, and a silver clay pink lotus root silk skirt. He always smiles and looks very happy.

However, when she asked this question, Gu Suo was stumped. He thought for a long time before saying, "How much!"

"That's aunt!" Wei Changying picked him up, laughed and kissed him hard, "Shout again!"

"What!" Gu Zuo was obedient and said happily.

Wei Changying kissed him a few more times, then hugged him back on his lap, and said enthusiastically: "This kid is so smart! He just taught him a lesson and he remembered it!"

Shen Shuxie watched eagerly from the side after his cousin arrived. His mother and aunt were all surrounding him without paying any attention to him, which was really annoying. At this moment, I couldn't help shouting: "My cousin is calling 'what', not my aunt!"

"You have the nerve to talk about your cousin." It's a good thing that he didn't jump out. As soon as he jumped out, many people in the hall looked at him with half-smiling eyes. Wei Changying took the lead in exposing his son, "You look like your cousin." When you are this old, you call your sister 'Xiaxia' or 'Jiasu'; you call your father 'Huken' and your mother 'Muxin'..."

"That's right!" Shen Zangning had his beloved son for the first time. It was just when he saw how well his son was doing that he stopped giving face to his nephew and said with a straight face, "Auntie, I still remember one time when you were a child..."

"My maid also remembers the Fourth Young Master's time..." Mrs. Huang and others all joined in the fun. They talked about Shen Shuxie's embarrassing childhood, which made Shen Shuxie blush. He yelled: "It's not me! It's not me! You all remembered it wrong!"

Wei Changying said with a smile: "How come you have remembered it wrong in just a few years? Are you thinking that your mother, your aunt, and the others have become old and confused now? You still laugh at your cousin, and don't think about yourself... You are so bad Boy! Seeing that your cousin is young and doesn’t understand that you are making things difficult for him, do you want to bully him?”

Shen Shuxie was extremely depressed and said aggrievedly: "Anyway, what you are talking about is not me!" After saying this, he was embarrassed to stay any longer, muttered something, turned around and ran out!

Upon seeing this, Cao Honger hurriedly excused himself and caught up with him.

Shen Zangning was a little embarrassed when he saw his nephew run away: "Are we bullying him too much?"

"Don't worry about this kid." Wei Changying said with a smile, "He will come back when we are eating later. This kid is getting more and more naughty... He even wants to bully his little cousin. What a joke!"

After a few words about their children, the topic turned to Shen Shujing.

Wei Changying asked: "You are close and we often interact with each other. Have you heard how Shu Jing is in Panzhou recently?"

"What else can we do? There aren't many daughters of noble families over there. Many of the female relatives are from humble backgrounds, and they can't say much about it. Fortunately, Jing'er has a good temper, and Qiu is said to be an honest person and treats her well. In addition, we Shen Our family is not an ordinary one... Let's just live like this." Shen Zangning doesn't approve of Shen Shujing's marriage.

It's just that as a younger sister, with several older brothers above her, it's impossible for her to interfere in her niece's marriage.

What's more, there was no one suitable for Shen Shujing in the famous family at that time. Mo Binwei was capable and well-off at least.

Speaking of her niece at this moment, Shen Zangning still couldn't help but have a hint of complaint in her words. She couldn't help but suggest: "Anyway, Mo Binwei is going on an expedition this time, and Jing'er is boring in Panzhou. I think it's better to write a letter and invite her." Come here to get together?” (To be continued)