Three years in troubled times, great heat, at the gate of Chang'an City, the army exchanged swords at the bright red gate, and the city wall that was originally painted gray was once again splattered with blood.
Gold and iron horse, the momentum is like a rainbow.
However, the power of Xun Qianchun and Chang'an's army is still too far apart. Chang'an's people don't know where they got the army, and they stood at the gate of the second city without moving, even trying to push Hu Jun over.
Amidst the chaos, an arrow hit Xun Qianchun's shoulder, blood splashed everywhere, and quickly dyed Xun Qianchun's battle robe red, and the young general beside him shouted loudly, "My lord!"
Xun Qianchun pulled out the arrow and threw it on the ground, his face remained normal, telling the people around not to panic.
She didn't feel any pain at all, and she was clear-headed and deeply understood that what she fought and protected was the home that she and her husband would spend the rest of their lives together, and the world must be stable.
Thousands of miles away, countless noisy voices filled the sky, Xun Qianchun raised his head, saw the smoke of wolves, saw the gray sky, and finally retracted his sight, raised his sword to signal, and continued to kill the enemy.
The two armies did not know how long they fought.
The sky went from shimmering gold to darkness.
The teenager who was sitting on the ground and lost an arm cried, "I, I can't move!"
Xun Qianchun pursed his lips and shouted, "Get up."
The crying became more and more violent.
Hu Jun and Han Jun beat drums and shouted at each other behind the positions. The sound of the drums was like thunder and piercing the sun, cracking the air, and the smoke of the wolf drifted with it, drifting towards the northwest.
The disparity in the strength of the troops was too great. After fighting for a day and a night, Hu Jun had already begun to cry in Hu language and wanted to withdraw. If someone started to lose heart in an army, it would be defeated soon.
Xun Qianchun didn't think there would be such a deserter in her team. She glanced at it and saw an unfamiliar face.
It was the people from Chang'an who came to disturb the audience.
Xun Qianchun's face was covered with blood and dust, her voice was cold, and she shouted loudly: "The world belongs to each of you!"
Everyone was slightly taken aback.
At the same time, Han people shouted from nowhere: "That's right! We were born to protect the country!"
"Chang'an is now occupied by thieves who are trying to destroy the country. This kind of person must be punished! Kill the beggar Xiao Jiangnan!!"
"I have been frank and frank in my whole life. I have never been a deserter, and I don't bother to be a deserter!! If I die today, I will die in Chang'an!"
The yelling became louder and louder over and over again.
Horseshoes burst out, as if thousands of troops and horses were rushing forward, blowing sand for thousands of miles, sweeping up smoke and dust on the official road.
Many barbarians on the battlefield retreated, and the wounded lying on the ground heard the rumbling and shaking of the ground, and quickly looked up into the distance.
They saw a wave of troops holding banners.
Someone with good eyesight saw the face of the leader and shouted in amazement: "That Li Sanlang! Why are you here again?!"
The army was mighty, and groups of people looked like officials and thieves who caused trouble for the imperial court, with ferocious smiles on their faces, rushing towards Chang'an, besides Li Sanlang, there were also the well-known Ge Xier, Xie Guang, and their cronies and friends.
These three camps came here together
There were tens of thousands of soldiers and horses present, and a key figure immediately came to mind—
Xu Zhen.
It was Xu Zhen, who had seen her age, who called her students over! !
The situation where Chang'an was originally dominant suddenly became confusing again, and the long-forgotten heroine of the plot stood with her hands behind her back and walked out of a small door in the palace, wobbly, not knowing where she was going...
Thousands of miles away, Xu Zhen had already arrived in Yongzhou. She looked eastward at Chang'an, worried, and finally decided to hurry up to find the princess, but she was too tired from the long journey, and she was still worried about the little beggar, so she didn't take a few steps I couldn't stand it anymore, and passed out on the side of the road.
The sky is bright and the yellow sand is long.
When Xu Zhen woke up, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw bright red robes, a gourd-shaped jug, and a bronze teacup.
Xu Zhen was stunned for a while, and the people related to these things immediately flashed through her mind. She quickly sat up, raised her eyes and saw the acquaintance in her memory, Guozi Jijiu.
Guozi Jijiu still looked the same, looking sloppy and lazy, sitting slanted aside, his robes were piled up, with some dirt on them.
The relationship between Xu Zhen and this person has always been very delicate. She doesn't remember this person's outstanding performance in the plot of the original novel, but she also found that this person appears in many places of the plot all the time. It seems that there are this person in many corners footprint.
Even when ordinary officials need to go to court, this person can still play around.
This person is really not simple.
Thinking of this, Xu Zhen's back suddenly felt cold.
A gust of wind blew her cheeks, Xu Zhen glanced left and right, only to realize that she was still sitting on the side of the road, with muddy soil under her palms, and Guozi Jijiu was using the ground as a feast, pouring wine.
Xu Zhen looked at her for a while and asked, "Who are you?"
Guozi Jijiu sat cross-legged on the spot, poured the wine lightly, and said slowly: "Don't you remember me?"
Xu Zhen leaned against the mud wall behind and said, "Of course I remember, but I suddenly felt that your identity seems to be different from what I thought."
Could it be that this person was also smuggled or reborn
Then this world is too wonderful.
Xu Zhen wasn't sure, so she couldn't just ask this directly, so she had to use a little formula.
"Besides, didn't you work as a counselor for Beggar Xiao in Chang'an? Why did you appear here?" Xu Zhen asked. The sacrificial wine handed her a piece of white cake. After thanking her, Xu Zhen took it and ate it.
While eating, I recalled the identity of this sacrificial wine by the way.
When I was an official in Chang'an, I also heard many stories about Jijiu. This person is the youngest Jijiu, but he is lazy by nature and often absent from work, but because he knows a lot, even the Holy Majesty can't do anything about her.
The existence of this person seems to be unusual from the very beginning. As a character in the book, she is too dazzling, but even so dazzling, the world seems to only evaluate her as an official position, and there is no more praise.
Very unscientific.
Xu Zhen lowered her head and thought.
Guozi Jijiu seemed to know what Xu Zhen was thinking.
She smiled and answered Xu Zhen's previous question: "Beggar Xiao? I don't sweat being a counselor for this person. I know many people who are better than her. She is just a brainless careerist and won't last long."
Xu Zhen was slightly shocked: "How do you know her so well?"
Guozi Jijiu took a look at Xu Zhen, and said slowly, "Since you want to choose Mingzhu, you need to know more about it. Unlike you, I put everything on one person from the beginning."
Xu Zhen explained: "I'm not pressing on one person, but if she wants to win the world, I will help, otherwise I can live my own little life with peace of mind."
Jijiu smiled again.
Xu Zhen was still a little restrained at first, but now that the conversation has ended, she continued to ask: "Why are you here?"
Jijiu said: "Come out and hang out."
Xu Zhen asked: "How is the battle in Chang'an?"
Jijiu said: "The fight is still hot, your family is injured, I am afraid it will take a while to recover."
Xu Zhen didn't expect that the banquet would directly tell this matter, she was stunned, then stood up and said: "Then I can't continue wasting time here."
The sacrificial wine didn't stop her.
Xu Zhen quickly walked towards the entrance of the alley, ready to find a horse, and went to the princess to ask for soldiers and horses.
Before walking a few steps, she suddenly thought of something, turned around and asked Jijiu: "What is your identity?"
Time travel, rebirth? These words were already on Xu Zhen's lips, but she wanted a more proactive answer.
The sacrificial wine still did not speak directly.
Xu Zhen asked again.
Jijiu smiled, lowered his head and opened the jug beside him, poured some sake into the bronze cup, then also stood up, standing with his hands behind his back, his big sleeves almost hanging to the ground.
She looked at Xu Zhen frankly, and after a long while, she said softly, "Actually, I am just like you, and like thousands of ordinary people, I just came to play in this world."
Xu Zhen was even more confused after hearing this.
play for fun? Is this person also a smuggler
Before Xu Zhen asked.
Guozi Jijiu continued slowly: "You can treat me as you, or you can treat me as anyone, because everyone is the protagonist in their own world, and other people are not important, and you don't understand them. They can be good people or bad people. They are what you think they are. If you don’t say it, they won’t refute you. The heart can occupy the world and nurture all things. You live in the world, so why are you so serious? It's just your mind world."
Xu Zhen understood a little bit, and after a moment of silence, she said: "What you said is not quite right."
The wind was blowing and the robes were bulging, the alley was deep and long, and the sound of horseshoes came from nowhere, and she hurried to Xu Zhen's side, Xu Zhen turned her head and saw the horse she was riding.
She raised her hand to hold the rein, touched the horse's head by the way, and then turned around to look at the sacrificial wine.
But the sacrificial wine has gone.
The wine gourd on the ground was taken away, leaving behind a bronze goblet full of wine.
Xu Zhen didn't understand in the end what was meant by what she said just now.
But she didn't have time to understand all this.
In fact, part of what the wine offering just said is correct.
That is, some people, no matter how wonderful the story is, to her, they are just passers-by after all, drink two cups of tea, pour a pot of wine, nod, smile, and soon leave, even the name is not important.
The only thing Xu Zhen thinks is important now is the little beggar, this is the treasure she obtained after smuggling, and it is real, her daughter-in-law.
The author has something to say: This is how I set up the sacrificial wine at the beginning. I didn’t want to write it out because I felt it was too secondary in the middle, but in order to make up for the foreshadowing, I still wrote it out.
A set of idealistic remarks, the body of offering sacrifices to wine is the theory of mind, because the big setting is to wear books, so it is assumed that she is an ideology collected from readers' comments, it is too second-guess, everyone, stop complaining, That's it, she can be anything in your heart, hehehe