But, how many more years will it take
She shook her head lightly, not wanting to think about these things any more, and wrote a "to be read" on the document, and then put it aside.
Aunt Yun frowned and wanted to say something, but she didn't say it after all. These years, the princess has been paying attention to Yanbei's affairs, especially after Yanbei's independence, Huai Song has changed her previous style and risked great risks to make an exception and get involved. She thought, such a wise princess Characters always have deep meanings that they cannot understand.
Just as thousands of Huai Song people said, the princess is like a star descending from the sky, and the sage is like a mirror.
Nalan came to the window and pushed aside the veil. I saw the rain hitting the plantains with crackling noises, and the lotus pond in the distance was pulsating, and the slanting water was shining. Occasionally, koi leaped to the surface of the water and beat their snow-white belly.
Nalan's heart was cold, and he stood silently. The servants gradually retreated, and Aunt Yun also made the bed and left the room. For a moment, the whole world seemed to be clean, and only the sound of sparse raindrops and the sound of the night were heard. of frogs.
She suddenly remembered many years ago, the young child, the rainy night under the banana tree, the boy's bright eyes flashing like stars, and the two tender white hands clapping side by side...
Jinlan became sworn brothers and never forsakes each other.
Back then, when his father was alive, the royal family was dignified, and he was loved by thousands of people. He followed his uncle King An Ling on a mission to Daxia, pretended to be King An Ling's youngest son Xuan Mo, and ran into the son of Yanbei who was still in Zhenhuang as a hostage. After getting along in January, they even fell in love with each other and married Jinlan. In this regard, the north-south communication has not stopped for many years.
Thinking back to those days, I was eccentric, Yan Xun was bright and free, the children of Mu He's family were stubborn and arrogant, but they were not evil-minded, Zhuge Huai was young and mature, Zhuge Yue was withdrawn and difficult, Zhao Che was lonely, but he was always surrounded by Yan Xun and Mu He. Xifeng and the others teamed up to play tricks, and they were so angry that smoke came out of their seven orifices and their veins bulged, and once they chased Mu He Xifeng through more than 30 palace gates with a sword, threatening to fight to the death. As for Zhao Song, at that time, he was still dragging his nose all day long, crying and crying to play with everyone, but everyone thought he was too young, and no one wanted to take him with him.
Ten years passed in a blink of an eye. Now, things are different and people are different. The faces of those years have already changed thousands of times. Some people hold great power, some have suffered a lot, some are ambitious, some are full of sadness, and some have already turned into bones and dust and scattered.
She took out the letter from her bosom that had just been sent to the palace this morning, but after just such a day, the feet of the letter were slightly wrinkled, the paper was warm, and it carried the faint fragrance of a woman's body. The thin handwriting immediately came into view: Brother Xuanmo, the Yanbei War is about to start, and my brother will go to the battlefield soon. Before leaving, I think twice, I still need to ask my brother to help me take care of the military supplies. Half a month ago, my brother went to Huai Song Dynasty, met the eldest princess of the other country, Princess Nalan Gaoyi, and promised to support Yanbei's grain and grass. However, the east coast of your country is about to start a war, and my brother is deeply afraid that the government and the people of the other country will oppose it It is said that if the eldest princess is moved, please ask my virtuous brother to play around and appease the courtiers. This matter is related to Yan Bei's life and death, and I have to ask for my brother's face. I hope that my brother will help me because of the friendship between you and me for many years. My brother is far away in Guanshan, and I will definitely be grateful for the kindness of my brother.
Brother Wenxian got married a month ago. He married a daughter from a good family in Huai'an. The brothers didn't congratulate each other very much. They only had a jade hairpin to give to his younger siblings.
Another: Finally, I can see the unparalleled beauty and hard-to-find princess of the other country in the mouth of my virtuous brother. However, her veil is as thick as half a finger, her speech is as dull as an old woman, she is more than dignified, and lacks vitality. , See you again by fate some other day, and it will be a clear understanding of the taste of a good brother. Nalan frowned slightly, and read several times "Her veil is half a finger thick, her speech is as dull as an old woman's, she is more than dignified, but lacks vitality", the girl's angry and calm face also showed a little more rebuke.
The night wind blew, blowing the hem of her clothes, carrying a faint fragrance of cloves.
She picked up the white paper on the desk, studied the ink and picked up the pen, meditated for a long time, and wrote: I received the handwritten letter from my brother, knowing that my brother is going to the front line, I am very worried, the battlefield is dangerous, the sword has no eyes, I hope my brother will live forever Wan Zhenzhong, my younger brother is still waiting for the appointment of reunion in fifteen years, and I will drink with my elder brother in the Pengxian Tower, enjoy the autumn lake water, play the Bai Suqin together, and sing the moon on the West River together. The elder brother must not renege on his promise and become fat, and abandon his brother and leave.
The eldest princess of our country is dignified and elegant, virtuous and virtuous, and is a model of women. How can it be easy for ordinary people to see the wonderful treasures of Song Dynasty? My brother has been on the battlefield all year round, and his aesthetics have been greatly damaged. Hearing what my brother said, I am very sad, and I am deeply worried about my brother's tomorrow.
Regarding food, grass and military supplies, brother, don't worry about it. Since the eldest princess has made a promise, she will definitely obey it. If things change, I will do my best to plan for my brother. The battle between Yanbei and Yanbei was imminent, and my brother sat alone leaning on the building every night, looking to the northwest, waiting for the news of my brother's victory. After writing, the light rain outside has stopped. Nalan sat quietly alone, holding a jade hairpin in his hand. This hairpin was snow white and warm to the touch. On the top was carved a plum blossom with visible petals and stems. It was elegant and clean. Although it was not gorgeous, it was extremely delicate.
Send it to your siblings? Is it really going to be sent to Xuan Mo's bride
Princess Nalan showed a rare warm smile, casually took the approval document waiting to be read on the desk, and wrote: promise.
It was already white outside the window, and the long night was about to pass, Nalan stood up, walked to the window, looked northwest, and stood silently. The clouds gradually emerged from the sky, the air was fresh after the rain, the bells rang leisurely in the early morning, and the sound of the clappers in the early morning spread far from the apse.
Nalan took a deep breath, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and when he opened them again, it was clear and bright.
She still had to find a way to persuade the group of veterans who opposed to intervene in the Great Xia Yanbei War. She rubbed the corners of her eyes, and it seemed that the only way she could do it was to use the pretense that the eldest princess was strategizing, foresighted, and acted with deep meaning.
When she smiled lightly, she was a little more naughty than a girl, people are always willful.
Some people, some things, are impossible in her life, she simply doesn't expect extravagant expectations, she clearly knows that she wants to protect Huai Song, the emperor, her younger brother's children, and Nalan's lineage.
The sky was clear, Princess Nalan's face was calm, she slowly opened the curtain, and said calmly, "Clean up and prepare to go up."
"Not Beishuo! Xia Jun's next goal is Chiyuan Ferry!" The woman frowned and said sharply, "It's been three full days, and Xia Jun has never made any formal charges, only small-scale harassment and wandering. It's very abnormal, very abnormal. With the strength of Daxia's troops, if they joined forces, they would have launched a fierce attack on Beishuo. The current situation shows that the Xia army's internal policies are different. The combined forces are not the main force..."
"Is there any new battle report?" General Cao Mengtong said to his subordinates while yawning as if he hadn't heard it, "Are the Zhao Qi brothers scared by our army? Forget about them What is the mission that the father sent them here?"
Everyone immediately burst into laughter. In the past three days, the Yanbei Army has repeatedly won many battles. Daxia's army is like a piece of tofu, and it becomes a mess with a slight touch. The troops of Zhao Qi and Zhao Yang seem to be divided, the Northwest coalition army is obviously inclined to the upstart of the Great Xia—the Fourteenth Prince Zhao Yang, and the Batuha family army is following Zhao Qi's ass. Every time they charge, either your side disrupts our position, or our side runs into your flank. They don't have any absolute formation at all, they are all just for show, and no one wants to be the first to be the first. Cannon fodder consumes strength.
Before Yan Beijun could shoot the first round of arrows, Xia Jun shouted: "No way! I can't stand it!" and retreated in a hurry. It looked like a group of ten-year-old child soldiers were stronger than them.
There are more than 300,000 regular troops and more than 300,000 militiamen gathered in Beishuo City, which is really a veritable army. Originally, in the face of Daxia's iron-blooded soldiers, everyone still had some scruples and fears, but after a few battles, even those peasant soldiers dared to go outside with their hoes.
"It seems that Xia Gou should withdraw his troops and flee back to Zhenhuang without waiting for His Highness to come back."
Everyone laughed, Cao Mengtong's general Lu Zhi shouted: "In my opinion, now we should divide our troops into half and help His Highness take down Meilin Pass."
"That's okay, we might as well follow Daxia's deserters and fight all the way to Zhenhuang."
"That's right!" As soon as the words came out, everyone responded in unison, chattering, as if they had already won a big victory.
"General Cao!" Chu Qiao stood up at once, her eyes flashed like lightning, and she said in a low voice, "General, my lords, if you didn't hear what I just said, then I don't mind saying it again! So far, we haven't figured out where the enemy's main force is. The charges and attacks we have seen are all small teams of less than 10,000 people. Although the Chinese army's banner is in the army, we have not seen the enemy's main force Cavalry. Heavy snow has blocked our news channels. We don’t even know where the enemy’s camp is located. This is a child’s play! I don’t know the Batuha family and the Northwest Alliance Army, but I know the third prince Zhao Qi , and even had a direct collision with the fourteenth prince Zhao Yang on the battlefield. Zhao Qi is a cautious person, and he would never lead an army to attack with great fanfare unsuspecting. , although he is young, he is a senior general from Shangwutang in Daxia. He is far-sighted and proficient in military tactics. Experience. This person is stoic and good at ambushes. He is known as the "viper" in the Great Xia army. It is absolutely impossible for him to make such a suicidal attack!
"I ask my lords to think about it carefully. How can the Great Xia have such strength after it has dominated for nearly a hundred years? They are deceiving us and making us careless! If my predictions are correct, Zhao Qi and Zhao Yang must not be facing each other now. In the army. There is not only one way to enter Yanbei. If I were the commander of Daxia, I would cross Helan Mountain, use Changyin Mountain Stream as a breakthrough, and attack Chiyuan Ferry. As long as I stand there, I will attack from both sides. Beishuo will not attack. Self-defeating! Fortunately, although we have delayed for three days, it is still too late. As long as we increase our troops by 100,000 and go to Chiyuan to defend, relying on the favorable location, we will surely be able to resist the Xia army. The opportunity is fleeting, everyone, please be careful consider!"
Quiet, deathly quiet.
Everyone looked up at this woman in military uniform. She stood alone in the huge meeting room, with a straight back, burning eyes, leaning forward slightly, frowning, looking at the crowd with a serious expression, faintly carrying some A trace of hope and anger.
The wrinkles on Cao Mengtong's face trembled slightly, he stood up suddenly, and then walked out the door without saying a word.
This is really a perfect way to express the commander's emotions, within a moment, the huge room was empty except for Chu Qiao. Chu Qiao let out a long sigh, and sat weakly on the chair, resting her forehead with her hands, the corners of her eyes twitching.