Not long after, both Hua Qiong and He Lianzheng arrived. At this time, the Vietnam War changed.
First, in a battle, Dayue in Tiansheng's army was ambushed and defeated, and the commander Qiu Shangqi was seriously injured.
After investigation, it was found that the problem was in the Huzhuo Department, the Jinpeng Department of Huzhuo's twelve departments. Because of the uneven distribution of the snowy pastures this winter, he was dissatisfied and secretly conspired with Dayue to betray his military situation. The leader of the Jinpeng tribe questioned him, and was killed by the hidden warriors of the Jinpeng tribe. The Huzhuo tribe suddenly became a mess. It is said that since the death of the old king, they have been fighting the dead every day for the division of inheritance rights and tribal forces.
The Huzhuo tribe is Tiansheng's territory, and such things are naturally not allowed to happen. Emperor Tiansheng immediately granted He Lianzheng's request to return to the grassland, and named He Lianzheng the Great Khan of the Twelve tribes of Huzhuo, and inherited the title of king of Shunyi. Grassland took over the throne, and issued an edict to reprimand Dala, the leader of the Jinpeng tribe, and demanded that he immediately hand over the murderer who assassinated the old king and submit to the new king.
The edict is grand and crowning, but everyone knows that the grassland tribes are tough and only believe that the winner is king. If He Lianzheng, the Shunyi king, can't subdue the chaos in the grassland, it is an empty imperial edict. corpse.
He Lianzheng ordered his subordinates to go back to the grassland immediately, and bid farewell to Feng Zhiwei before leaving, Feng Zhiwei just said indifferently: "There is no need to say goodbye, I will go with you."
On the second day, Emperor Tiansheng issued a decree to make Feng Zhiwei the princess of Shengying, marry He Lianzheng, and Chunyumeng, the leader of the Changying Guard, will marry him. From now on, he will go to the twelve tribes of Huzhuo with King Shunyi.
This title with the word "Holy" shocked Man Chao, but Feng Zhiwei only hid a mocking smile in her gentle expression - sure enough, what you can't get is the most sacred.
He Lianzheng was both happy and worried, he couldn't express what was on his mind, but Feng Zhiwei just went to the hall to receive the order calmly, and accepted the order under the complicated eyes of everyone who "has just flown to the branch and is going to die".
That day the golden palace was high and wide, Princess Shengying walked down the steps with her head held high and her posture was straight, her long skirt dragged layer upon layer on the jade steps, and the back of her turning was full of determination.
On that day, King Shunyi and his party left the main hall, passed through Jiulongtai, passed through Yutang Street, crossed the Shenshui Gate, left the Yongning Gate, and left Beijing.
On that day, the imperial envoy of Minnan Road, the commander of Zhengnan, and King Ningyi of Chu returned to Beijing triumphantly. The imperial envoy entered through Chang'an Gate, passed through Shenshui Gate, passed through Yutang Street, entered Jiulong Terrace, and went up to the main hall.
Passed by.
When the horseshoes of the imperial envoys stepped on the red silk of the wedding procession, the imperial capital has become a memory.
When the imperial envoys thanked Shengen in the Golden Palace and received a series of banquets, meritorious deeds, and awards... When they were once again calling the wind and rain in the bustling and romantic imperial capital, the long horse team of Princess Shengying had already traveled to the vast grassland.
The wind in the prairie is very hard and cool.
Feng Zhiwei stood beside the sparkling Changshui, watched the setting sun gradually burn herself, watched the fine water light gradually turn into darkness, for a long time, she smiled slowly.
She gently took out something from the sleeve, square and square, with delicate tentacles, you can feel the beautiful patterns that are naturally formed on it without looking at it.
Most of the naturally beautiful things in this world are poisonous.
Now she understood.
The wind is blowing on the water, blowing the sleeves, there is something whispering in the wind, but I don't know if it is the snow-covered reeds that are always on the road, or the sea in Anlanyu under the night, the tide is rising The ebb and flow of life and death.
Who is listening to the reed singing, who is listening to the tide writing poems, who is listening to the Changshui River under the night wind at this moment.
"Plop."
After a long, long time, there was a light sound on the water, and then it fell silent.
The night in the prairie is deep and cool.
"Why don't we cross the river at night?" Back at the camp, He Lianzheng frowned and asked her.
"You know why you can't." Feng Zhiwei sat down beside him, "Although the opposite bank is not the territory of the Jinpeng Department, the Twelve Department is now in chaos, who knows that the Pixiu Department on the other side will not have a different intention? Cross the river at night, too dangerous."
She picked up a glass of goat's milk, but before she got close, she frowned.
"Don't force yourself if you don't want to drink." He Lianzheng pressed her hand.
Feng Zhiwei didn't move, his eyes drooped, and he pressed his wrist for a while, and He Lianzheng immediately withdrew his hand in embarrassment.
Turning his gaze away, Feng Zhiwei smiled nonchalantly, and said, "You can't just stop doing things in the world just because you don't like them."
She raised her head, drank the goat milk in one gulp, took the handkerchief He Lianzheng handed over to wipe her lips, and smiled at him frankly.
He Lianzheng didn't speak - he knew that if he talked to her at this moment, she would definitely spit out the goat milk she just drank, and then she would continue to drink it later, so why bother her.
He turned his eyes away, not wanting her to see the pain in his eyes.
Zhiwei has changed.
The change is not her usual personality, she is still gentle and tactful, still full of smiles, but only the people who are always by her side know that behind her gentle and tactful smile is the eternal loneliness and desolation.
If we say that in the past, her gentle appearance was cold and hot, and she still had a scorching human atmosphere, but behind the gentleness at this moment, there is only a boundless emptiness left.
She regretted that she was not smart enough or ruthless enough, so she would not allow herself to indulge and accommodate.
Including... feelings.
On the day His Majesty ordered the marriage, he found a little joy in the grief and pain of losing his father, but when he looked up and saw her calm eyes, his heart sank heavily.
That's the one that put a heart on the shelf, Feng Zhiwei.
She was closer to him than ever, and she was further away from him than ever.
This vast prairie is not as empty as her heart.
"Go to rest early, tomorrow you will enter the territory of Huzhuo Twelve Divisions, and you will be very tired in the days to come." He Lianzheng took her cup.
"Maybe... from now on, I'll be tired." Feng Zhiwei frowned, enduring the overwhelming nausea.
Sighing slightly, He Lianzheng stood up, and decided to not allow any goat milk to appear in her tent from tomorrow onwards, to see how she drank it.
He stepped out of the tent, and his quick steps brought up a cool night breeze. Feng Zhiwei looked at his back, thinking of the domineering man with a bit of rascal, and he was much more silent than before, because Is the future of the family uncertain and heavy due to the sudden death of the father