"Who are you?" The man shouted angrily.
Unexpectedly, the woman didn't even look at him, she smiled slightly at the oncoming woman, and said, "You are Chu Qiao?"
Chu Qiao nodded and looked down, only to see that the woman has delicate features, delicate skin, warm eye waves, and a soft face. At first glance, her plain face is like snow, and her black eyes are like stars, like graceful water lotuses, refreshing and white . There was a hint of heroic spirit on her face, she looked at Chu Qiao openly and generously, and she did not shy away from being scrutinized by others. However, what attracted Chu Qiao's attention the most was not her appearance, but the cloak she was wearing. If her memory is not bad, Zhuge Yue was still wearing this cloak last night.
Seeing this, the corners of her eyes tightened slightly, and the center of her brows slowly wrinkled.
"My young master asked me to give this to you."
It was the Remnant Red Sword, Chu Qiao reached out to take it, nodded her head and thanked, "Thank you, I don't know the girl's name, Gao?"
"My surname is Meng. I think we will meet again soon. Farewell."
After all, the woman surnamed Meng pulled the rein of the horse, and the horse turned around quickly, leaving only the angry Commander He Xiao standing there aggrieved.
"My lord, who is this woman?"
The guards around are all the elite team of the Southwest Township's envoys, and they are the most trustworthy subordinates. Chu Qiao did not shy away from it, and said lightly: "I want to come, this is Major General Meng Feng who has shaken Xia Yan's battlefield for the past six months. gone."
"Meng Feng? That little granddaughter of Meng Tian?"
Chu Qiao didn't speak, she lowered her head and pulled out the remnant red sword, the sharp edge of the sword could faintly illuminate her dark eyes. It has been two years since she saw this sword, and in the past two years, she has been able to use the Moon Breaking Sword smoothly.
Ge Qi asked softly at the side: "Is she Meng Tian's granddaughter? Why doesn't she look like her? To be honest, when I look at her, she looks a bit like our Princess Bai Sheng."
"Don't talk nonsense!" He Xiao hurriedly explained, "She is an orphan adopted by General Meng. She has been raised as a man since she was a child, and she went to Shangwu Hall to study with the men of Meng's family. Zhuge Yue was promoted to be a After the commander-in-chief of soldiers and horses, she was also sent to work under his subordinates, and she has been very active on the battlefield for the past six months, why did she come here? My lord, do we want to catch up and investigate? Maybe there is a fraud."
Chu Qiao didn't speak, just quietly staring at the sword in a daze. He Xiao yelled twice before she replied, her face looked very calm, and she said flatly: "Everyone had better ignore what happened today."
As soon as these words were said, everyone immediately understood, and the army continued to move forward.
At the same time, Meng Feng finally caught up with Zhuge Yue and others who were walking in disguise. She took off her cloak secretly and handed it to Zhuge Yue's personal bodyguard. After changing her clothes, she walked to Zhuge Yue's side with a calm demeanor, and said: "The things have been delivered."
Zhuge Yue didn't seem to be listening, and walked straight away. Meng Feng looked at his back with a smile, but his head was analyzing vigorously. Generally, there are two kinds of people who leave without waiting for others to finish speaking. One is not interested in this matter at all, and the other is afraid of being seen through. fluctuation. She looked at her classmate from the Martial Arts Hall, whistling leisurely and contentedly. Everyone knows what Governor Zhuge is thinking!
"This trip is worthwhile, this trip is worthwhile." Three days later, Chu Qiao finally arrived at the Yanbei military camp under the Xuekui River. After unloading the food and grass, it was already dark, and Chu Qiao was left to eat. After eating, she chatted with some colleagues and went back to her tent.
I haven't seen him for a year, and Ping An has grown a lot, as if he is already a big boy. He cheerfully boiled water for her, chatting in a babbling manner, with a very affectionate appearance.
Yan Xun is not in the army, and now a pass is built next to the Xuekui River, named Longyin Pass, and Yanming Pass is separated by a river. After the Yanbei army gathered at the pass, he has already moved the general headquarters When it comes to Guanshang, I seldom come here.
After trekking in the snow for several days, it has been a long time since she took a comfortable bath. Now lying in the tub, she was so comfortable that she just wanted to sleep. However, there were still official documents to be processed, so she had to take a quick battle bath. So I dragged my tired body and sat under the lamp, watching carefully.
The night was getting darker, and even the air smelled unique to the army. The light shone on Chu Qiao's face, and a half-slender silhouette was projected on the tent. Looking from the outside, it was a clear and beautiful shadow.
It's been a year since I saw Yan Xun. In the past year, apart from the normal correspondence, they hardly had any interaction with each other. Occasionally there were letters, but they were in a business-like tone.
Until a while ago, an old nun suddenly came to Huihui Mountain, found Chu Qiao, put down the things Yan Xun ordered her to bring, and then praised Chu Qiao with auspicious words. After talking for a long time, Chu Qiao finally realized I understand, so she was sent by Yan Xun to kiss her.
say kiss? What a ridiculous thing, two people want to live together for the rest of their lives, yet they need someone else to sharpen their three-inch tongues. The relationship between the two of them has reached the point where they need to talk about kissing.
Mammy is nominally coming to kiss her, but in fact she is just here to let her know. Chu Qiao's room was filled with dowry gifts like flowing water, and they were placed along the corridor to the yard. They were all rare treasures, such as Dongzhu the size of a child's fist, finished coral as tall as a person, and ones that could fly with one breath. Chansi gauze clothes, jadeite shoes carved from a piece of Cuilan Saigon jade, chicken blood stone teardrop necklaces from Minglang Mountain, Bimu colorful enamel from Nangong, rare treasures and rare furs from the Western Regions, etc., are just like the world. The magnificence is all in front of your eyes in an instant, the golden light is so bright that you can't open your eyes. And Yan Xun also said that he will build a Nada Palace on the Sunset Mountain as her residence. It was only then that Chu Qiao realized that the word "Nada" originally came from the Hu dialect of the Northland, meaning true love.
All the luxury imaginable by the world is in front of her eyes, maybe she should be moved, maybe she should be moved to thank you with tears in her eyes, but there is no joy in her heart. She was sitting on a bamboo and rattan chair, her fingertips were pale and cold. If it was a year ago, she might have jumped up for joy, but now, she always feels that this is Yan Xun's disguised comfort and compensation for her.
Yan Xun gradually changed, becoming unrecognizable to her. Many times, she would doubt the meaning of everything she did. Even if Yan Xun wins, it's just that the Yan family replaced the Zhao family, and one dynasty replaced another dynasty. All her previous ideas are moving towards another track, and she is still shamelessly deceiving those kind-hearted Encourage the common people to rebuild their homes, encourage them to actively join the army, and encourage them to fight the enemy bravely. They throw their heads and blood on the battlefield, thinking that they are building a different era for future generations, but in the end, they may just die in vain. These simple people, they are fighting a battle that has nothing to do with them, and they don't know it.
Whenever thinking of this, Chu Qiao felt that she was a bastard, a complete liar.
She leaned against the desk quietly, with her head resting on the scroll, a little tired, the candle flickered faintly, and a candle burst out from time to time, everything was so quiet, she seemed to be about to fall asleep in a trance.
Yan Xun had been standing outside the tent for a long time. Knowing that Chu Qiao arrived one day earlier, he rode his horse overnight and returned to the base camp with only twenty guards. Under the current situation, such an approach is obviously very irrational. There are too many people who want his life now, not only Da Xia and Quan Rong, but even Yan Bei, including him Loyal servant. However, the desire to see her was so urgent that he lost his mind for a rare moment, but he ran all the way and stood in front of her tent, but he didn't dare to go in.
The king of Yanbei who intimidated the world, and Yan Xun, who led his troops into the hinterland of Great Xia when Yanbei was in danger, was now afraid of a small tent, and even approaching it felt like a luxury.
Nanny Yin came back and said that when Ah Chu heard about the marriage, she was so happy that she wept, knelt on the ground and thanked her loudly. He knew that the old man said it to make him happy. How could a person like Ah Chu cry with joy in front of them? How could you kneel on the ground and thank him? They have been together for so many years, he can almost imagine her expression when she heard all this, she must sit there indifferently, listening to the old nanny's chatter, silently, her eyes drifting, as if He listened, as if he wasn't listening, and then nodded slightly when Mammy finished speaking, saying "I see".
Right, that is it.
Yan Xun simulated the scene in his mind, with the unclosed scrolls and documents beside him, the cold tea on the table, she was wearing a homely cotton shirt, sitting on a chair, her long hair was loose on both sides, Indifferent as if everything had nothing to do with her.
Although, it was their marriage, a marriage they had fantasized about countless times when they were in Zhenhuang.
Yan Xun didn't know what went wrong, maybe he knew it, but he didn't want to face it squarely. He thought, he still trusted Ah Chu, he knew that no one in this world would betray him, Ah Chu would not. But it was precisely because of this that he didn't want to keep her in the army, and he didn't want her to have too much contact with the southwestern town government envoy. The world will always change, even if you don't have this idea, other people and other things will push you, hold you, and drive you to go this way. He was afraid that one day, the positions would put him and her in opposing positions, and when there were a group of supporters standing behind them, they would not be able to retreat.
Ah Chu is an outstanding military strategist, but not an outstanding politician. She will never understand how much darkness there is in politics. And how many rivers of blood would he have to wade through to achieve his wish? How many high mountains made of human heads have been built? He didn't regret it, all of this was done voluntarily by him, and he was not forced into prostitution, no one forced him to do this, he even enjoyed it, enjoying the process of plotting and killing very much. The resentment and hatred accumulated in his heart over the years, like bugs, gnawed at him day and night. Those humiliations were nightmares that he would never forget in his life. However, he just hoped that when he was doing all this, she would not watch from the side, and not stare at him with her black and white eyes, and then gradually lose hope and gradually go to despair.
Maybe she will be angry now, but time will smooth everything out, and he will spend his whole life making up and explaining.
Yan Xun smiled resolutely, when the day he sits on the world, she will understand everything he did today.
The lights in the big tent reflected a thin shadow, the contours of eyebrows and eyes were so clear that he could even tell where the nose was, where the eyes were, and where the hands were.
The moon shone on his body, the black fur looked heavy and oppressive, the man's figure was desolate, behind was a barren white, and in the distance a soldier was singing a long Yanbei tune, the tune was melodious and melodious, as if he was about to go to the sky .
Yan Xun slowly stretched out his hand, and under the moonlight, a faint gray shadow was projected on the tent. Yan Xun raised his hand high, getting closer, getting closer, finally, the gray shadow touched the black shadow's nose, cheek, and forehead, and the virtual light and shadow simulated the outline of the woman in the tent, like a lover hands.