Early in the morning, as soon as the first sun rose, the gate of Yanding City was pushed wide open by the joint efforts of several guards.
Under the escort of two hundred soldiers from the God Arm Battalion led by Fu Yunhe, more than a dozen horse-drawn carriages transporting supplies entered the city mightily together with the escort team from the Luoyue City Camp.
The long queue attracted the curious eyes of many nearby people.
After the carriage entered the city, the soldiers immediately divided into two groups, two of which went to the Garrison Mansion, and the rest of the large troops headed for the station of the God Arm Battalion in a grand manner.
On weekdays, the entrance of the God Arm Camp is calm and quiet, but today it is as noisy as a vegetable market. Every one of the crowded heads waited impatiently at the entrance of the camp, and everyone stretched their necks to look in the direction of the city gate. , for fear that I missed something.
Suddenly, a soldier ran over in a hurry, panting and shouting: "Come, come! Captain Fu is back!"
Everyone looked at him with bated breath, he adjusted his breathing, and then said the words that everyone expected: "Our iron arrow has arrived!"
While he was talking, he could already see Fu Yunhe and the dozens of fully loaded carriages appearing at the end of the road from a distance. Fu Yunhe rode over on a tall black horse, full of vigor and vigor, and he could be seen at a glance. I'm in a good mood.
The next moment, the soldiers around cheered.
The entire Divine Arm Battalion was boiling, and everyone was rejoiced and refreshed.
In fact, there are still iron arrows in the army, and the iron arrows sent this time are only 30,000, and the actual distribution is only ten for each person, which can't play any key role. But Fu Yunhe once told them that this batch of iron arrows uses the latest smelting method. With these 30,000 branches, it means that there will be more 30,000 branches, 300,000 branches, and 3 million branches soon. …
In the future, their God Arm Battalion will never lack iron arrows again!
Thinking of that "future", every soldier is gearing up and can't wait to go to the battlefield...
The morale in Yanding City was greatly boosted by the arrival of these iron arrows, but at the same time, the atmosphere in Dengli City was completely opposite.
"Snapped-"
Yi Kaluo casually grabbed the paperweight on the desk and threw it out, smashing it hard on a large celadon vase in the corner of the study.
The large celadon vase shook a few times on the tall table, and then fell to the ground with a "bang" on the bluestone slab. The vase split in all directions and the fragments flew.
After that, the room was filled with silence.
The soldiers who came to report lowered their heads a little, knowing that the coach must be in a terrible mood at the moment, so they didn't dare to take a breath.
"Hateful! Really hateful!" Ikaluo said through gritted teeth.
He was deceived by Xiao Yi's trick again!
"Snapped-"
Yi Kaluo hammered the desk heavily with his fist, "This Xiao Yi is really as cunning as a fox! This commander still underestimated him! He lost another thousand elite soldiers of this commander!"
It's even more pity that the person who had been lurking in the Southern Border Army for ten years was ruined like this!
Ten years, a full ten years of spies were removed just like that.
Yi Kaluo's heart was twisted like a knife, and he really wished he could lead his troops straight to Yongjia City and smash the treacherous Zhennan Prince's son Xiao Yi to pieces.
But after all, he is the commander-in-chief of the Nanliang army, and he can't be arrogant in dealing with things for a while, he must take the overall situation into consideration.
Fortunately, just in case, he only asked Bao Lahe to pay attention to the medicine sent from Luoyue City, and did not tell Bao Lahe his next plan. Now, no matter how much torture there is in Yanding City, it is impossible to know his big plan!
However, in order to avoid long nights and dreams, it is better to decide this battle quickly...
Ikaluo took a deep breath, gradually calmed down, raised his eyes and asked the soldier standing on the other side of the desk, "Li Erjie, you said just now that besides the batch of iron arrows, there are also two carts of medicine for treating acclimatization. Was it also sent to Yanding City?"
"Yes, Commander." Li Erjie bowed and clasped his fists back.
Although there are still people in Yanding City, they are only in some insignificant positions. Now that Baullach has been captured, he can only get these vague military information.
Ikaluo tapped his fingers on the desk a few times. It is already mid-November. Time and opportunity are fleeting. We must seize this opportunity to give Xiao Yi and the Southern Border Army a fatal blow. hit!
Ikaluo clenched his fists, determination flashed in his eyes, and he ordered: "Li Erjie, order the army to regroup and prepare to go out!"
His tone was cold and decisive, as if ice scum was about to fall out.
"Yes, Commander!" Li Erjie took the order with a loud and firm voice.
"besides… "
Ikaluo narrowed his eyes, pondered for a while, and then ordered: "Li Erjie, send a message to Yanding City immediately, just say..."
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Immediately after Ikaluo gave this order, a carrier pigeon flew out of Dengli City... In less than half a day, another unexpected visitor came to Sun Xinyi's room. The skinny man in black visited again in the dark.
Although Sun Xinyi prayed in her heart that the other party would never come again, she also knew that this was just an extravagant wish of hers.
She had already stepped into a bottomless quagmire. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't stop her body from sinking slowly. The icy quagmire had already flooded her neck...
"What you want to know, what I know, I've already told you, what else are you here for?" Sun Xinyi squeezed out a sentence almost dying, with the last glimmer of hope in her eyes.
The skinny man didn't care about Sun Xinyi's disgust at all, or in other words, in his eyes, Sun Xinyi was not a person at all, but just a useful object—an object that had lost even its humanity.
"Miss Sun, our commander-in-chief is merciful and spares your life. Shouldn't you repay our commander-in-chief?" The skinny man said in a strange way, "The commander-in-chief said, I want the girl to do one last thing..."
Sun Xinyi gritted her teeth, and said, "Is that true?" With just one more thing, she can get rid of these nasty leeches? !
"Of course! Who is our commander-in-chief? Naturally, he promises everything." The skinny man assured him without hesitation.
"What do you want me to do?" Sun Xinyi took a deep breath and asked slowly.
The skinny man curled his mouth proudly, looked kindly, but his eyes were as cold as jackals, and relayed Ikaluo's order...
Sun Xinyi's eyes were almost wide open, she couldn't believe her ears, her body was trembling with fear. She knew that they would not let her go so easily, but she never thought that they would be so ruthless...
The glimmer of hope in her eyes snapped like a fragile spider's thread!
Her heart and eyes were occupied by boundless fear, but so what
No matter how frightened she was, she had no other choice but to fight to the death.
Can not give up! As long as there is a glimmer of hope, she may not be unable to survive.
Just like that time.
She said to herself over and over again in her heart...
The skinny man glanced at Sun Xinyi with disdain, ignored her, and strode away by himself.
Sun Xinyi sat on the spot dumbfounded, not recovering for a long time.
The maid Caiwei looked at her girl very worried.
I don't know how long it took, Caiwei finally couldn't help but whispered: "Girl...Girl, what should we do?"
Sun Xinyi woke up like a dream, she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, all the despair in her eyes faded away, replaced by calmness.
Didn't she make up her mind that day
If she wants to live, she will have nothing when she dies. It is just a name in other people's mouth, it is just a sigh in other people's words, it is just a story to remember.
She wants to live, and only by living is the most real thing!
Sun Xinyi stood up and said, "Caiwei, wait for me to dress up."
Seeing that the girl had an idea in her mind, Caiwei also made up her mind, and went to help Sun Xinyi change her clothes and make up.
Sun Xinyi changed into a half-new pair of blue-blue beanie with a small vertical collar, and combed a simple one.
Caiwei originally wore a green lotus-colored silk flower for her, but she picked it up again. After much deliberation, she put a moon-white velvet flower on her temples, and then carefully looked at herself in the bronze mirror. , she told Caiwei to put on the mask she had sewn in the past few days, and then the master and servant went out.
The two of them went to the Garrison Mansion again, begging to see the Crown Princess.
Nangong Yue met Sun Xinyi in the main hall as usual, and after the two met, Sun Xinyi signaled the maid, Caiwei, to bring the basket of masks forward, and Huamei handed it over to Nangong Yue.
"Concubine Shizi, this is the mask that Xinyi sewed in the past few days."
Nangong Yue picked up a mask from the basket and looked at it. The stitches on it were fine and neat. It was obvious that the sewer put a lot of thought into it. Not only that, on the mask that Sun Xinyi sewed, the ear straps on both sides were slightly improved, which can The length of the ear straps is adjusted by the wearer himself.
Nangong Yue praised with a smile: "Miss Sun is really careful, this little mask has such ingenuity."
"Thank you for your compliment." Sun Xinyi replied modestly.
She offered to help sew these masks in order to please the concubine, of course she spent a lot of effort on purpose - if she just sewed ordinary masks, then those ordinary vulgar women can also do it, what she did It's just that she can't stand the crowd, she has to do well and stand out, in order to leave an impression in the heart of Shi Zifei, and to overwhelm Han Qixia!
If she had received this compliment before today, she would definitely be quite proud, but now... the Shizi Concubine may not be able to protect herself, so how can she ask her to protect herself.
Fortunately, the thoughts she spent these days are not in vain, otherwise the Crown Princess might not trust her easily.
After finishing this matter, she will be able to completely break with the past!
Huamei carried the basket and walked to the side again, with half-lidded eyes, covering the sigh in them. Although the mask that this Miss Sun sewed is good, it is not practical. Shi Zifei once said that this mask does not need any patterns, it is better to be simple, so that it can be sewn in large quantities. If every mask is sewn like Miss Sun, the speed will be at least twice as slow...
Sun Xinyi picked up the teacup on the side, organized her thoughts with the movement of drinking tea, and then said hesitantly: "Concubine Shizi, Xinyi is here today, and there is one more thing about my late father..."
"Miss Sun, please tell me." Nangong Yue said solemnly with a straight face.
Only then did Sun Xinyi continue to say: "Four days later, it will be my father's life sacrifice. Now that the war is still going on, it is not appropriate to make a fuss. But as a son and daughter, Xinyi still hopes to do something to pay homage to the ancestors. My late father committed suicide on the city wall that day. To die in the city, Xinyi wants to prepare some small dishes, some water and wine, and go to kneel outside the city gate to worship and mourn, but I don't know if it is appropriate?"
The gates of Yanding City cannot be opened at will, so if Sun Xinyi wants to go out of the city to sacrifice to his ancestors, he must ask Nangong Yue for permission.
There is nothing wrong with Sun Xinyi's desire to sacrifice to his deceased father, not to mention that Sun Shoubei died heroically to guard Yanding City.
Nangong Yue agreed without saying a word.
"Thank you, Concubine Quan Xinyi, for being a filial daughter." Sun Xinyi hurriedly bowed her body to thank her, she couldn't help but feel moved on her clean little face, "Concubine Shizi and Master Zizi are both righteous, Xinyi admires her very much." Xinyi still remembers that after the son of the world led the army to recapture Yanding City, he personally mourned his late father and a group of soldiers who died in battle on the city wall. Wu Qianzong, Xu Qianzong, Liu Bazong... They all followed their late father for many years , and now there are no bones left..."
The more Sun Xinyi spoke, the more excited she became, a layer of water vapor appeared in her eyes, emotions of grief, indignation, sadness, nostalgia and so on were intertwined. She took out a handkerchief, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said embarrassingly: "Xin Yi has lost her composure, please forgive me."
Nangong Yue felt touched when she heard it, and said, "Miss Sun, then I will go with you to pay homage to Master Sun and all the fallen soldiers."
Hooked! Sun Xinyi's heart beat faster and she let out a long breath.
Even the eldest son had personally removed the soldiers who had died in battle, so how could the imperial concubine not follow? ! Everything was as she expected.
Sun Xinyi hurriedly stood up, and said with a deep blessing: "Xinyi thanked the concubine on behalf of my late father and those soldiers who died in battle." As she spoke, a layer of mist appeared in her eyes, which had been washed away by tears. His eyes are dark and deep.
After making an appointment to meet, Sun Xinyi got up to leave.
After Sun Xinyi left, Nangong Yue also left the main hall not long after. She planned to go to Lin Jingchen's yard to look for Han Qixia, but unexpectedly saw a familiar blue figure approaching her.
"Sister Xia." Nangong Yue showed a bright smile. She and Sister Xia really had a good understanding.
"Yue'er." Han Qixia said with a strange expression on her face, "I just met Miss Sun at Ermen's place..."
Nangong Yue was startled, it was a coincidence. She immediately realized the aftertaste of Han Qixia's words, raised her brows slightly, and said, "Sister Xia, Miss Sun told you that in three days it will be Mrs. Sun's birthday..."
Han Qixia frowned, thoughtful. After pondering for a moment, she raised her eyes to look directly at Nangong Yue, and asked seriously, "Yue'er, is there something wrong with Miss Sun?" During this period of time, Han Qixia also faintly felt Nangong Yue's subtle attitude towards Sun Xinyi At this moment, she is almost 80 to 90% sure about this feeling.
The corners of Nangong Yue's mouth curled up slightly, her apricot eyes sparkled, and she said meaningfully: "Sister Xia, it's a human or a ghost, so it will be clear if you cheat!"
It seems that Yue'er has already made up her mind. While Han Qixia breathed a sigh of relief, she felt a little funny in her heart. Yue'er was indeed influenced by A Yi...
"Sister Xia," Nangong Yue's smile deepened, met Han Qixia's suspicious eyes, and said slowly, "However, I found out something very interesting..."
…
In Yanding City, there is an undercurrent surging.
And the king's capital thousands of miles away is under a heavy haze at the moment, especially in Fengluan Palace, the clouds are gloomy and foggy, and even the air is heavy, making it suffocating.
The servants in Fengluan Palace are all cautious, and they are extremely careful when doing things.
At the entrance of the main hall, a round-faced little maid holding a mahogany food box came over with her skirt in her hand. After she glanced in the direction of the side hall, she whispered to a tall maid under the eaves: "Xia He, Wu Is the doctor here?"
The tall court lady known as Xia He nodded, lowered her voice, and said, "Yes, it's been more than half an hour since I entered..." As she spoke, Xia He frowned, her face and eyes full of worry.
On the day of praying for rain, the fifth prince, Han Lingfan, fell into a coma immediately after falling from the altar of offering sacrifices to heaven. At that time, the empress was terrified.
The accompanying imperial physician was immediately called for diagnosis and treatment. Fortunately, after the imperial physician applied the needles, Han Lingfan came to life and seemed to be in good spirits. Apart from some abrasions on his arms, there was no other trauma. After seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Rain fell from the sky, and the fifth prince was safe and sound.
No matter what they think in their hearts, all the faces of civil and military officials in the court are full of joy, and even the rumors that have been circulating in the king's capital a few days ago have died down in this rain.
No one dared to mention that the fifth prince was not the real son.
Everything seems to be going in a good direction.
However, no one expected that Han Lingfan started to have a fever early the next morning.
It was just a low-grade fever at first, and no one paid much attention to it. The imperial doctor read it and prescribed a prescription. After taking the medicine, the fever subsided. But it didn't take long before the fever flared up again, and the fever got worse and worse, and everyone realized that something was wrong... and as the high fever persisted, Han Lingfan's condition became worse and worse. Since last night, he has been unconscious even more, and it has been a day and a night now.
Seeing that Han Lingfan was ill and blind, the empress who loved her son immediately moved him to Fengluan Palace and took care of him personally. She was always by her side, not moving an inch, and naturally she did not fall asleep for a day and a night, washing her face with tears.
The emperor never moved his seat except for going to court.
All the imperial physicians of the Imperial Hospital were called to consult Han Lingfan. They basically suspected that it was because he hit his head when he fell from the Temple of Heaven that day, and a blood clot formed in his head, so he had a high fever and was unconscious. personnel.
But the problem is that even if the cause of the disease is known, all the imperial physicians can prescribe are some prescriptions for removing blood stasis, and who dares to claim that he has the ability of Hua Tuo to open the skull? !
So a day and a night passed, and Han Lingfan's condition did not make any progress.
As for Physician Wu, he had originally gone back to his hometown to visit his relatives. He had just returned to the capital today when he was hastily called into the palace by the emperor to diagnose Han Lingfan's pulse.
The round-faced little maid felt heavy in her heart, and she couldn't help but sighed: "I don't know if Imperial Physician Wu can..." Heal the Fifth Prince.
Before she finished speaking, she saw another court lady with a round face come out of the side hall, frowning and looking in her direction.
The round-faced little court lady shrank her neck in fright, and didn't dare to talk to Xia He anymore. She walked into the palace with a food box in one hand and a skirt in the other.
The oval-faced maid gave the round-faced little maid a hard look, but she didn't say anything to reprimand her. Because of the Fifth Prince's illness, the empress is in a low mood, who would dare to cause trouble to annoy the empress even more!
The two maids walked lightly into the bedroom in the side hall. At the moment, the bedroom was overcrowded. The emperor, empress and queen mother were all inside, all with solemn faces, and there were many fearful palace servants waiting beside them. The maid's entry and exit did not attract any attention at all, and everyone's eyes were all focused on the bed against the wall.
Han Lingfan lay there with his eyes closed, his cheeks flushed abnormally due to the high fever, and his plump cheeks were slightly sunken due to his severe illness for several days. The groans, every groan made the queen, who was a mother, feel like a knife.
The queen's eyes were already swollen from crying, and she looked at Han Lingfan on the bed without blinking, as if her emperor would disappear from her eyes if she just flashed her eyes...
Is her poor emperor's son doomed to many disasters? After finally escaping a catastrophe a few years ago, this time it ushered in another catastrophe of life and death!
The queen mother is a Buddhist believer, sitting on a mahogany armchair beside her, holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, her lips moving slightly, muttering Buddhist scriptures, praying devoutly for the Fifth Prince.
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Yesterday the painter gave Yibai a sketch, the composition was good Su, I couldn't wait for him to finish it quickly.
This picture will be used to make postcards as one of the benefits of the genuine group.