The pigeon flew north, through the cloudy sky, through the cold air, and landed in Pan Meichen's camp on the north bank of the Jinghe River.
In the past few days, the rebel army collected strong men and military rations everywhere. Instead of capturing many strong men, dozens of households formed a fortress by the people to resist the rebel army, and the rebel army suffered many casualties.
Pan Meichen came out of the tent and looked at the sky. It was cloudy and cold, and it seemed that it would snow again soon. Without enough supplies and soldiers, how can we resist Rong Chang'an's army
Between his protruding brows, knife-like sorrow marks were horribly deep.
Seeing the gray and white pigeon gliding down and resting on the shaft gate, a light of joy flashed in Pan Meichen's eyes.
"Come on, take that pigeon down!"
The guard climbed up the shaft gate and almost fell down before he grabbed the pigeon and handed it to Pan Meichen.
"Your Majesty, Pigeon!"
I don't know what good strategy Ziyan has come up with to get rid of Rong Chang'an, Pan Meichen's confidant
Pan Meichen, who couldn't wait, didn't have time to untie the tassels tied with the bamboo tube, and tore off the bamboo tube at once, bleeding the pigeon's legs and shedding a layer of hair. Pan Meichen didn't care so much, he threw the pigeon away vigorously, took the bamboo tube and dumped out the note inside. Stick it on the rough palm and open it to see.
"There is a clever plan, Your Majesty does not need to worry. Keep it within half a month, and let Rong Changan lose his military power! Your Majesty, I would rather wait for a while and not fight with Rong Changan. When my clever plan succeeds, it will not be too late to fight!"
Pan Meichen's brows were furrowed, her expression was displeased, but she was still tense, like a piece of old tree bark.
"I don't know what clever plan this Ziyan has to take away Rong Chang'an's military power? It's unclear, how long do I have to wait? Now that the food and grass are in short supply, the soldiers have no fighting spirit, and there are deserters every day. If I wait another half a month, I'm afraid I will be alone. !"
Very dissatisfied with Ziyan's reply, he wrote another note and tied it on the pigeon's leg, asking the pigeon to be sent to the capital for Ziyan.
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On the south bank of the Jinghe River, Rong Changan also went out to check the weather every day. When he saw the sky was cloudy and the north wind was bitter, he knew it was going to snow again.
"Queen Rong, it's windy and bitingly cold by the river, let's go back to the barracks!" Lin Hai kept sucking his nose, his lips turned purple from the cold.
Seeing him sniffing his nose, Rong Changan wanted to laugh: "Lin Hai, do you know that you feel cold, but I feel warm!"
Lin Hai put his hands into his sleeves, and snorted, "Queen, it's so cold, what's there to warm you up?"
Rong Changan's cold eyes contained deep meaning: "If we are cold, then the other side will be even colder. If it snows these two days, Pan Meichen must be very anxious."
Lin Hai: "Why?"
Rong Chang'an said: "Pan Meichen lost a game to us earlier, and he was anxious to catch the strong men and grab food. This shows that they are about to run out of resources. If it snows again, they must have no fighting spirit. Faced with such a situation, can Pan Meichen not be anxious, Can it not be cold?"
In fact, Rong Changan already had an idea in his mind: "When the snow falls, we'll make side attacks to scare him, and then he will definitely abandon the current camp and run back to Waqiao Pass."
The north wind sent a crisp ringing of luan bells, Rong Changan and Lin Hai looked back, and saw a fast horse arriving, followed by four horses one after another. The four horses were exquisitely decorated, the saddles were inlaid with gold and jade, dazzling people's eyes, one could tell they were not ordinary war horses.
"People are coming from the palace!" The horse that arrived jumped off a soldier, and knelt down in front of Rong Chang'an and Lin Hai.
"Who is here?" Lin Hai asked.
At this time, it was the stage of the stalemate between the enemy and the enemy, and someone from the palace suddenly came, could something have happened? Rong Chang Anxin couldn't help but feel uneasy, she was not afraid of going head-to-head with Pan Meichen, what she was most afraid of was an accident in the palace.
The soldier's voice was high-pitched: "Reporting to General Rong, it's Miss Chuntao, your personal servant. She said that she came to the general under the orders of the emperor."
In the army, soldiers prefer to call Rong Changan a general.
"Chuntao is here!"
A beautiful smile appeared on Rong Changan's calm water face immediately, the light in his eyes smiled like moonlight pouring into a pool of water. The cloak brushed against the snow-white ground, and the combat boots walked vigorously on the cold and hard path.
"Spring peach!"
The arrival of Chuntao is like seeing a touch of snow lotus in the white snow.
Chuntao was wearing a thick padded jacket and a thick leather hat. When she saw Rong Changan, she also excitedly called out: "Queen!"
With a plop, she jumped off the horse, her little feet creaked and galloped in the snow, and the bitter cold wind passed over her fair face like a knife.
But her heart is warm. Being persecuted by Ziyan in the palace, she felt much freer when she came to this open plain.
A master and a servant embraced each other, Rong Changan was more happy, but Chuntao burst into tears.
Hearing Chuntao sobbing, Rong Changan thought she was crying with joy, but after seeing her face, Rong Changan's crescent eyebrows frowned, and the joy disappeared in Rong Changan's eyes.
"Chuntao, what happened to your face?"
Chuntao wiped her nose and tears with the sleeve of her padded jacket. The weather was too cold, and it was even colder beside the river. It was hard to tell whether it was tears or snot flowing on her face.
"It's nothing, I accidentally bumped into the door frame."
Rong Changan knew Chuntao well, as long as she lied, her eyes would wander.
"You're lying to me, tell me, who hit you?"
Chuntao smiled: "There is really no queen. Look at me, am I still alive and kicking? Physician An gave me a bottle of ointment, and it worked. Once I rubbed it on, my skin became much smoother and more tender than before."
Rong Changan had a serious expression on his face: "It's Ziyan, isn't it?"
The smile on Chuntao's face disappeared immediately, she knew that she couldn't hide this matter from the smart Rong Chang'an.
"Queen, the matter is over, let's not talk about it, okay?"
Rong Changan's voice was gentle yet irrefutable majesty: "Tell me, what's going on?"
As a last resort, Chuntao had no choice but to tell the whole story, and Rong Changan could personally feel the strength of Ziyan's slap and the pain it brought.
Rong Changan's eyes were angry, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, like the blue color of the willow trees by the pond when the winter just passed and the east wind just blew.
"Zi Yan's account, we all remember, one day, we will settle the final account with her."
Rong Chang'an's warm jade hands gently brushed Chuntao's childish face, sticking to the bruise on the face.
"Does it still hurt here?"
Chuntao shook her head like a rattle, with a smile in her eyes: "It doesn't hurt anymore, really!"
Rong Changan nodded and looked at Chuntao approvingly. She is strong, and she hopes that those around her will learn her strength and tolerance.
"In the evening, we sisters will drink together, sleep together, and talk about what's on our minds!"
Chuntao stuck out her tongue: "This... this is not good!"
Although the sisters are very heartwarming, but after all there is a difference between master and servant, one is the queen and the other is a girl, sleeping together, how bad it is!
"What's wrong? Isn't it just the two sisters together? Could it be that there are people who say that the two of us have an affair?"
Rong Chang'an's words caused Chuntao to chuckle. Lin Hai also smiled beside him.