It turned out that the so-called vulgarity was just that she was not in that state of mind at the time.
Mei Xiang stood aside and looked at her with a smile, her face full of joy. Zhuge Yue lazily walked forward, smiled in the mirror, and said, "It's really a country and a city."
Chu Qiao pushed him embarrassingly, her ears turned red, and said, "It's not that exaggerated, don't talk nonsense."
Zhuge Yue looked at her with a smile and said, "I'm talking about myself, don't you think too much?"
Chu Qiao was furious, and reached out to pinch him. Zhuge Yue dodged it, and said to Mei Xiang: "Look at your young lady, she will become angry if I don't praise her."
Mei Xiang smiled and didn't answer back. The sun outside the house was warm, and there were already crackling firecrackers in the distance.
This is the happiest New Year that Chu Qiao has lived in all these years. She also cooks herself and teaches her servants how to make dumplings. She wanted to take Zhuge Yue with her, but someone who was extremely machismo despised her, so Shi Shiran left.
Everyone had New Year's Eve dinner together, set off firecrackers, and hung lanterns. After Zhuge Yue ate the dumplings wrapped with red dates, all the servants came to congratulate him on the New Year. He was in a good mood, and the rewards flowed down the road, and the whole house was filled with excited voices of thanks. The gate of Zhuge Mansion was closed tightly, and everyone who came to the door was kept out. Only at midnight, Zhao Che sent someone to bring two cans of good wine. Chu Qiao and Zhuge Yue drank together, and Chu Qiao became dizzy and drunk. fell into Zhuge Yue's arms.
The servants set off firecrackers outside, and the crackling sound came in, beaming. In a daze, Chu Qiao seemed to see Li Ce's eyes smiling like a fox. She reached out to reach for it, but caught nothing.
She was really drunk, but her head was so clear. In a trance, she thought of her own years, Xiaoshi, Maoer, Minrui, Li Yang, her colleagues in the Military Intelligence Department, her gray-haired grandpa, and the years of running around. And hard work, I thought of the embarrassment and crisis of life and death several times, I thought of Mr. Wu, I thought of Miss Yu, I remembered so many people who died or were alive, I also thought of Li Ce, I thought of Yan. Xun...
Happiness came so quickly that she felt like everything was in a dream.
She buried her head in Zhuge Yue's arms, her nostrils were full of the pleasant Du Ruo fragrance from him, her eyes were slightly moist, she raised her head, looked at his handsome side face, and suddenly said with bright eyes: "Zhuge Yue Yue, I love you."
Zhuge Yue was taken aback for a moment, then lowered her head, there were servants all around her, her voice was so loud that it even overwhelmed the sound of crackling firecrackers. Everyone turned to look at her in astonishment, but she ignored it completely and just said loudly: "Zhuge Yue, I'm in love with you!"
Nanfeng passed through the hall, someone was snickering in a low voice, Jingjing and Pingan's laughter came from afar. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were straight, but in more than half a year, she seemed to have returned to the delicate and beautiful face of seventeen or eighteen years old. She just looked at him straight, smiling, and there was only a lot of happiness written on her face. Two words.
With a whistling sound, there was wind blowing by her ears, and she was suddenly picked up by someone in the air, and then Zhuge Yue put down the table full of food that he had just eaten, and turned back to the dormitory while everyone was stunned.
The brocade quilts on the bed are all brand new, all of which are festive bright red, embroidered with layers of brocade, there are mandarin ducks playing in the water, there are Cowherd and Weaver Girl, there are magpies building bridges, and Guanyin gives birth, and there is a kind of warmth and sweetness everywhere.
His eyes were dark, with a trace of burning desire, he tore off her collar, stared at her fiercely, and said in a hoarse voice: "Little fairy, I won't give you any more alcohol." After that, He lowered his head and kissed her lips hard.
His breathing was fast and hot, like a dense flame, and wherever he went, it was numb and sore.
With a smile in the corner of her eyes, she hugged his waist and responded enthusiastically.
The mantle was drooping, brocades were everywhere, the night was noisy, and outside, there was another lively laughter.
There are too many unpredictable variables in life. You don't know when the storm will come, how big the wave will be, and whether it will easily overturn everything you have in front of you. Those feelings that have been suppressed so hard, those words that have been hidden for many years, those emotions that have been suppressed, finally found an outlet to vent. Everything is unpredictable, and all you can do is to cherish what you have. everything of.
Covered by splendid brocades, curtains fluttering, she lay in layers of luxury, clinging to his body. Sweat was pouring out, her body and mind were exhausted with satisfaction, she curled up in his arms, looked over his shoulder to the window, through a layer of window paper, she could faintly see gorgeous fireworks in the sky far away, wandering ragingly The whole sky.
No matter what the future holds, she is no longer afraid.
After the Spring Banquet, the weakness of the Great Xia Dynasty became more and more obvious. Disaster victims were all over the Longxi area. Walking on the post roads, people who sold their wives and children and exchanged children for food can be seen everywhere. Although the imperial court has already issued a disaster relief order, and although Emperor Xia has tried his best to mobilize the treasury gold and silver, the national power of Great Xia is insufficient after all, and war is like a devouring beast, opening its bloody mouth. Dragging down a formerly prosperous empire to the bone.
Yanbei's life was not easy either. Long before the snow disaster occurred in the Longxi area, Yanbei had already fallen into a catastrophe. The homes of the common people were destroyed, and the snowstorm in the Lancheng area was particularly severe. Thousands of cattle and sheep froze to death in Shangshen, and the people were starved of food. Yanbei was in danger.
However, when the officials of the Great Xia were clapping their hands to celebrate, Yanbei secretly mobilized one hundred thousand Longyin Pass guards, crossed the Lanhe Plateau on foot, and entered the territory of the Tang Dynasty from the Mulang Peak at an altitude of more than 6,000 meters. Tanghuguan suddenly attacked Datang's checkpoint, robbed more than 200,000 dans of grain, and then returned to Yanbei with lightning speed. The entire operation took less than four days. By the time the Tang Dynasty's border battle report reached Tang's capital, the defenders of Longyin Pass had returned to the pass and fought two battles with the Xia army who wanted to take advantage of the Yanbei disaster.
As soon as this matter happened, it was like a drop of water falling into boiling oil, setting off a round of fierce waves.
Daxia and Bian Tang Qiqi were furious, but there was nothing they could do about Yan Xun. The pens of Daxia Yushitai wrote vigorously, cursing Yanbei as a bandit who was born to burn, kill and loot, which violated the way of a saint. The old scholars of Bian and Tang spitting flames, clamoring all over the world, scolded the eight generations of Yan Xun's ancestors bloody, and wrote books and whipped them, they were so excited that they almost lost their breath.
But that's all they can do. Longyinguan is as strong as gold, and Yanbei army is as fierce as tigers and wolves. In the current situation, as long as they don't come out to provoke, they will burn incense. Who would dare to come to provoke them
When Chu Qiao heard the news, she couldn't help sneering. The so-called soft is afraid of hard, and hard is afraid of death, so that's it.
Zhuge Yue still showed disapproval, and ignored the unanimous voice of going to war from the government and the opposition. Everyone knows that Daxia is too busy to take care of himself now, and the battle for the position of several princes has reached a fierce stage. Who has time to start a war at this time? It's just talk. If he really ordered all the soldiers and horses to drive to Yanming, those old fellows would have blood spattered three feet as they said in their memorial, so as to show their ambitions by death.
When he heard the news, he was just a little surprised, saying he didn't expect Yan Xun to do such a thing.
In fact, it is not just him, I am afraid that no one in the entire Simon continent would think of this.
After all, once upon a time, he used the entire Yanbei as a bet and millions of soldiers and civilians as a bait to lure Xia's army into the pass, and then sent his troops eastward. And not long after, he eradicated his dissidents and completely destroyed the Great Peer Association that supported him all the way to power. Even the head of his own teacher was beheaded.
Facing such a person, no one would have thought that he would take such a big risk for the people of Yanbei.
Even Chu Qiao didn't figure out the joints here.
Fortunately, the guard of Tanghuguan is the adoptive son of King Jing'an of the Tang Dynasty. Although he surrendered his loyalty in time after the fall of King Jing'an, he holds the military power and guards the important gates of the empire. After all, it is still difficult to be completely convincing. Yan Xun's removal of him this time is not considered Datang's loss.
As for the food and grass lost by the Tang Dynasty... Chu Qiao frowned slightly, thinking of the Shangshen Plateau, Huihui Snow Mountain, and the simple herdsmen and people there who had lived for many years.
Yan Xun's methods became more and more powerful. He hid for thousands of miles, acted swiftly, and tens of thousands of troops were mobilized in a unified manner without leaking any news. First-rate generals. As long as he is there for a day, Da Xia will never want to break through the Longyin Pass. Even if Zhao Che takes action himself, he has no chance of victory. He may be slightly better in tactics, military strength, intelligence, weapons, logistics supplies, etc., but if In terms of ruthlessness in tactics and tenacity of mind, there is absolutely no possibility of surpassing Yan Xun.
The fear of Yan Xun on the battlefield is that he can perfectly use everything around him as an aid to victory in the war. And his speculation about people's hearts has reached the pinnacle.
In this world, Zhuge Yue is the only one who can compete with him. Yan Xun's advantage lies in his ruthlessness, and Zhuge Yue's advantage lies in his cunning. If these two people can have a battlefield without worries, they may really create a legend in the history of war.
She shook her head slightly, although she was already tired of that kind of life, but when she was free, she would still think about these things involuntarily, piece together the news she heard over and over again, copy the general situation bit by bit, and then deduce, calculate, arrange Bu, like a chess player who loves to play chess, even if he no longer plays chess, he will still imagine various chess games in his mind.
Only this time, she didn't know which side she wanted to win the game.
In fact, even if she and Yan Xun are at odds in the end, she still doesn't want to see him lose.
Therefore, after learning that Tang Huguan was successfully attacked by him, she was even a little bit secretly happy, completely disregarding her status as the King of Beauty in the Tang Dynasty.
She laughed at herself, even if it was her, it was inevitable. The so-called grievances and hatred, under the precipitation of time, there is only a blurred back, a pair of cold black eyes, and a strong hand.
Is it really clear who failed whom and who owed whom
Even if they can't join hands, they don't necessarily have to fight to the death.
However, although the food and grass snatched from Bian Tang temporarily survived the cold winter, it is still difficult to survive now. Under such circumstances, there was no large-scale battle at the border at the beginning of the year. Whether it was Yanbei's eastward advance or Daxia's northern expedition, they were all slowed down by this natural disaster.
On the first day of March, Emperor Xia enfeoffed the Beihu area to Zhao Che as a fief. Although everyone knew that Zhao Che was the lord of the Northland, after all, there was no official canonization from the imperial court. The barbarians who suffered from the disaster, the government and the opposition immediately had a lot of intense speculation.
On the seventh day of March, Grand Sima Zhuge Yue finally ended his days of thinking at home and returned to the Presbyterian Church. The seventeenth prince Zhao Qi also expressed his affection to Zhao Che, and in a short while, the seventh prince Zhao Che's status in the court rose, and his power grew day by day. Zhao Yang stayed in the palace all day long, complained to his superiors that he was sick, and did not go to the court to govern for two consecutive months.
However, on the 13th of March, a post report from Yanbei to the capital made Chu Qiao worry.
In fact, the main content is not much, but Yan Xun wants to do business with Daxia on the border, and exchange horses and iron ore for Daxia's grain, tea, salt and silk.