The carriage arrived at Fengxiang Tower after about a stick of incense. Xia Chu was the first to get off the carriage and picked up Lan Yuying. Yue Fengwan behind her also got off the carriage on her own.
Xia Chu couldn't help but feel emotional as he looked at the two of them. The moon wind seemed like a shining moon, while Lan Yuying was like the rising sun breaking away from the clouds.
The two of them stood out in front of her, making her reluctant to look away, and even touched her face.
Xia Chu remembered that when he first met Old General Zhao in General Zhao's camp, Zhao Shuangquan once said that his sister, his mother, was one of the most beautiful women in the capital at that time.
Why is my appearance completely incompatible with my beauty? After thinking about it, I must have lowered my appearance by the Marquis!
At the same time, far away in Chang'an, the capital of the Xiao Kingdom, the Marquis was discussing matters with the fifth prince of the Mongolian people in the study room of the Marquis Mansion. He sneezed unexpectedly and was answered by Wu Getai, who raised his face and was waiting for his reply. A full one.
The Marquis handed him a silk handkerchief with an apologetic look on his face. Wu Getai wiped the tea stains on his face while teasing him: "I serve tea to see guests off, but you, Master Hou, spray tea to see off guests..." "
The Marquis looked embarrassed and frowned: "Pretentious!"
Wu Getai finished wiping his face and handed the handkerchief back to him respectfully: "What the Marquis taught me is that what I mentioned just now..."
The Marquis sighed, with unconcealed sadness in his tone: "Originally, this was not difficult, but it happened to meet Xingwen..."
At this time, it was still the end of February, Xiao Mubai was trapped in Liang State, and early Xia was still in the Western Regions.
Wugetai had not replied to Xiao Mubai's letters. It had not been long since Chang'an received the bad news about Zhao Xingwen, but Wugetai felt that the matter could not be delayed any longer.
Although he and Xiao Muhong spent their days chatting and laughing freely, they could not miss the important business.
Therefore, he discussed with the Marquis in the study and wanted to take Aodengerile to join the Mongolian army.
If it were normal, if the Marquis met Xiao Zimu in person and opened the door, Xiao Zimu would not refuse.
After all, although Aodenge Rile was Xiao Yanjun's royal concubine, she was hung on the tower of Danfeng Gate by Xia Chu when Xiao Yanjun led his troops into the palace city.
Wugetai wanted him to release Aodenge Rile and return to the Mongolian people. He did this to save the Marquis's face and also showed favor to the Mongolian people.
Now that Xiao State is in civil strife, he does not want to continue fighting at this time, wasting people and money.
However, the two armies clashed, and the Mongolian people used an underhanded trick to kill Zhao Xingwen. The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty now hated the Mongolian people to the core. Even Xiao Muhong didn't want to see Wugetai at the moment, let alone kill Ao Dengge at this time. Leave it to him to take back.
Even if Xiao Zimu is willing, all the officials will make a big quarrel in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.
Wu Getai saw the embarrassment on the Marquis's face, and suppressed his teasing tone and said seriously: "That's why I want to take her to join the army as soon as possible. This kind of bad news is something that neither you nor I can do." Would love to receive again.”
The Marquis pinched his brows, knowing that what he said was reasonable. If the battle continued like this, damage to both sides would be inevitable under the Zhao Jiajun's full counterattack.
For Mr. Hou and Wu Getai, this situation was something neither of them wanted to see.
"You go back and pack your bags first. As for the princess, I'll think of a solution." The Marquis frowned and waved to him.
Wu Getai felt happy, knowing that this matter was indeed difficult for the Marquis. He bowed respectfully and then left the study.
Under the starry sky, in the night wind.
Also depressed was Bingwen in Mingxiang Garden. He was drinking alone in the courtyard, spilling a glass of sake and making an arc on the ground.
I respect Zhao Xingwen's heroic spirit and lament my own incompetence.
A gentleman who knows his best friend should have left Chang'an with his sword.
However, he has no power to restrain the chicken, and he is full of resentment, but he cannot kill his enemy for him...
Since Yin Guangbo returned to Chang'an with the gold and silver, he has temporarily resided in Mingxiang Garden.
He had just finished discussing things with Xiao Zimu in the palace. When he came back, he saw Bingwen, half drunk and half awake, reciting poems in the courtyard.
"Don't laugh, lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times..."
Yin Guangbo asked Jie Wu who was waiting aside: "Why don't you see Shi Zhong flying over to take care of him?"
Jie Wu had a look on his face that was at a loss for words: "Goodbye, he drank separately, and he was just reciting poetry. Putting it aside just now, I finally managed to send the teacher back to the room with a lot of runny nose and tears. "
Yin Guangbo sighed: "How long have you been drinking?"
Jie Wu thought about it for a while: "From before you entered the palace to now..."
Before he finished speaking, Yin Guangbo stomped his feet and walked towards Bingwen. He pulled the sluggish Bingwen up and wanted to send him back to his room, but instead he pulled him down and sat next to him: "Guangbo, you I’m back, come on! I’ll be drunk today if I have wine, and I’ll be worried tomorrow…”
Yin Guangbo reached out and took the wine bottle he handed him and took a few sips. In the past few days, he heard Shi Zhongfei say that Bingwen and Zhao Xingwen had a good personal relationship.
When Zhao Xingwen came to Beijing, Bingwen followed him to live in Mingxiangyuan.
Speaking of which, Zhao Xingwen and Huo Wenshu had a deep love, thanks to the good matchmaker Bingwen.
If it hadn't been for his suggestion and Shi Zhongfei's arrangement, Zhao Xingwen, that stupid boy, would have delayed telling his love, let alone the imperial decree to confer marriage later.
At first they seemed to be a match made in heaven, but in a blink of an eye they were separated. It's no wonder that Bingwen and Shi Zhongfei were the two most miserable people in their group.
Although Yin Guangbo and Zhao Xingwen had dealt with each other when they were in ancient Anhui, the friendship was only for a few days after all, and it was not deep enough to talk about. It can be seen that Bingwen's appearance made him feel really uncomfortable.
The person in front of me cannot be pulled or persuaded to leave.
Yin Guangbo waved to Jie Wu, intending to drag him back into the house.
After hearing his intention, Jie Wu waved his hand and said helplessly: "It's useless. The young master will keep drinking as long as he is sober. Who dares to lock him in the room and stop drinking from him?"
On a cold night at the end of February, Yin Guangbo was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He could not be allowed to live in such a state of intoxication and depression day after day.
But right now, except for the Mongolian people, there seems to be nothing worth worrying about for Bingwen.
As for marching and fighting, even if Bingwen thought about it, he couldn't worry about it.
Yin Guangbo thought about what he could do to cheer him up and give him hope.
Suddenly he slapped his forehead and said to Bingwen, who was still conscious, "I saw you looking around for two people. I don't know about the girl named Su Qianle, but the man with the Seven Stars Mark on his chest, I am somewhat impressed.”
(End of chapter)