Hearing Huan Heng's name, Wei Hua's face turned cold at that time.
Huan Heng didn't say anything more to them, stood up and said directly: "Get ready and rest."
Wei Hua remained silent, and after a long time, Wei Hua said, "Huan Heng, let her go."
Huan Heng didn't speak, Wei Hua continued: "It's not easy for her. For Changxinhoufu..."
"That's your Marquis's incompetence," Huan Heng looked at her coldly, "As her elder brother, it's your incompetence that allowed her to come to this day."
"Then what are you going to do?" Wei Hua looked at Huan Heng quietly: "You plan to expose her to others, the crime of deceiving the emperor?!"
"Wei Hua," Huan Heng laughed out loud, "You all do whatever you want because I like her, don't you?"
Wei Hua shut his mouth and stopped talking.
After returning, Huan Heng imprisoned Wei Hua. When Wei Lan learned of the outbreak of war in Shengjing, she also knew that Wei Hua would not come back. She asked Wei Xiong to step up training and expand the army, and the rear began to prepare for the war. With the concession of the Wang and Xie families, the South was so united for the first time.
When early spring came, the war between Chen Guo and Da Chu ended, and Huan Heng wiped out Chen Guo in one round, and took Chen Guo's land into his pocket. This was the first successful battle against the north since the Great Chu moved its capital to Shengjing.
When Wei Lan received the Huan Heng battle report, she stood on the window sill for a long time. Xie Zichen came from behind her, put on her clothes, frowned and said, "What are you thinking?"
"Huan Heng won."
"It's a good thing."
"It's time for him to come back."
Wei Lan turned to look at Xie Zichen, frowning: "He's not Huan Song, if you ask him to make himself king, he might not be afraid."
"I know." Xie Zichen said calmly, stroked her hair, and said gently: "I'm here, don't worry."
"It's because of you," Wei Lan pursed her lips, "I'm worried."
Huan Heng won't do anything to her, but Huan Heng will definitely do something to Xie Zichen.
Seeing Wei Lan's expression, Xie Zichen couldn't help laughing. But he said: "Don't worry, I won't lose to him."
Wei Lan didn't speak, she rested her head on Xie Zichen's chest, listening to the sound of his heart beating, she felt relieved.
Not long after, as expected by the two, Huan Heng handed over the paperwork for entering Beijing to the emperor. However, in this booklet, he is not an ordinary job report, but came back to ask for a reward.
He wanted the emperor to give him nine tins and the right to enter and leave Shengjing at will, neither of which could be given to him.
If he was not given these rights, he would have some guesses about many things. For example, when he entered Beijing this time, the emperor refused to allow him to enter. If he insisted on entering, he would either be caught and killed by the emperor, or be a traitor. But if this right is given, no one will be able to stop him again.
"Let the emperor order that he is not allowed to enter Beijing."
Wei Lan said coldly: "When the time comes..."
"It's too late." Xie Zichen said suddenly, Wei Lan was taken aback, Xie Zichen glanced at the document he was reading just now, and said slowly: "He is already on his way."
"He dares?!" Wei Lan was stunned: "He has not been summoned, how can a frontier general enter Shengjing at will?!"
"He'll be there soon, with five thousand light cavalry."
Hearing this number, Wei Lan was in a bad mood.
Five thousand Qingqi, if it works well, is enough to take down a city. Huan Heng came to Shengjing with such a large army, but did not alarm anyone, how could she not be angry
"He only set off two days ago. He traveled day and night and took a small road. My people also found out that there were a large number of troops outside Shengjing yesterday, so they investigated clearly."
"Why did he bring so many people here?" Wei Lan said with a cold face, "Rebellion?"
"I don't know if it's a rebellion or not," Xie Zichen chuckled, "but the person who came here was not kind, so it must be true."
Huan Heng arrived the next day. In the early morning, he asked people to go to the palace first to give an explanation. Concubine Xie sent Wei Lan, Xie Zichen, and Wang Xi to the Changting Pavilion to welcome them. Now that Huan Heng is too powerful, no matter what kind of honor he deserves, if their etiquette is not grand enough, it will arouse public resentment, thinking that they are cold-blooded and oppressing a general who threw his head and blood for the country.
So Wei Lan and the others were waiting in Changting early, and at this time, all the high-ranking officials who followed were a little scared.
This country has been in turmoil for too many years, and it needs to be cleaned from time to time. Now that Huan Heng has brought five thousand elite soldiers here, who can say that he has no intention of treason? It might be a way to directly kill a group of them when they met, and then go straight to Beijing to take Miyagi.
The ministers stood shivering behind Wei Lan and Xie Zichen, even Wang Xi could not help frowning, quite worried.
Standing behind Wei Lan, he couldn't help but said: "Alan, all our ministers above the third rank have come, if Huan Heng starts here, I'm afraid there will be no one in the court."
He really couldn't find a reason for Huan Heng not to do anything. Wei Lan wore a purple python official uniform, a gold-encrusted jade crown on her head, and a wat board in her hand. Her expression was calm and calm. She even smiled leisurely when she heard Wang Xi's words, and said gently: "Ah Xi, don't worry, if any of us don't Come on, he is really going to trouble that minister."
As she said that, she looked at the army that was slowly approaching in the distance, and narrowed her eyes: "What we have to do now is to make him find no mistakes."
They can't give people any excuses, Huan Heng is not a reckless person, Jiu Xi can't add it to him, if he can't find a fault, he won't just use force directly like this.
Even if he really wants to move, at least not now. Huan Heng doesn't mind being a traitor, but he also minds being in power with such a reputation. He must find a reason for the emperor to treat his soldiers badly.
Wei Lan quietly watched the man coming from afar. He was sitting in a sedan chair with curtains hanging from all sides, surrounded by a large guard of honor, soldiers leading the way, stepping on the ground in a uniform step, making a shocking sound of footsteps, which shocked the civilian officials who had not been on the battlefield that year.
When he came to the long pavilion, the sedan chair hadn't even left. The soldiers rushed into the long pavilion and surrounded all the ministers. When everyone saw this posture, it was no different from the expected scene of rebellion. Except for Wei Lan and Xie Zichen, even Wang Xi His countenance changed, and some timid officials softened their legs on the spot, and knelt down with a "plop".
Wang Xi's expression was a bit ugly, but Wei Lan and Xie Zichen's calm and calm appearance made him calm down a little. Xie Zichen glanced at the kneeling official and said to Wang Xi, "Pull him up."
Wang Xi ordered the people around him who had calmed down a little, and quietly pulled the kneeling courtier up. While Xie Zichen and Wei Lan stepped forward to the sedan chair, Wei Lan said: "Wei Lan and Minister Xie came to meet Marshal Huan in His Majesty's holy name. Marshal has had a tiring journey and has worked hard all the way."
After saying that, Wei Lan raised her head, looked around with a smile, nodded and said, "You guys have worked hard too."
Greetings did not forget the general soldiers and everyone, and Wei Lan instantly gained a lot of goodwill.
The Five Thousand Qingqi who came this time is a cutting-edge army built by Huan Heng later. They have never had contact with Wei Lan, and they have heard of the legendary Wei Lan from the old soldiers. . Was it true that such a frail and even effeminate scholar was once a killer in the Northland
"It's been a long time since I saw you. Ah Lan is still the same as before, good at winning people's hearts."
A soft sigh came from behind the curtain, Wei Lan remained expressionless, the attendant next to her rolled up the curtain, and Huan Heng came out from inside.
He was wearing a black robe embroidered with the sun and the moon in gold silk, with a golden crown on his head. His handsome and straight face made him look like a general at all, but there was a murderous look in his gestures.
He walked in front of Wei Lan, staring down at this smiling person, the years made her more beautiful, and after marriage, this person is more like a blooming flower, with a fatal coquettishness. It's just that her demeanor has always been clear and easy, and everyone believes that she is a woman, so this demeanor has not been noticed.
In the past, Huan Heng just thought she was beautiful and heart-wrenching, and when he looked at her, he wanted to hug her.
He used to think that it was because he had too much brotherly affection for her, and even later thought that he was a broken sleeve. Until today when he looked at her, when he looked at this person with the eyes of a man looking at a woman, he realized that the impulse was what he should have been.
This woman, like a poppy, exudes an intoxicating fragrance that makes people addicted.
Just looking at it, I can't help being moved.
Just like when he was fifteen years old, he saw her dancing the sacrificial dance in women's clothing, and from then on, she was panting and moaning under him in the whole dream.
He laughed mockingly, and stretched out his hand to touch her, but when he stretched out his hand, Xie Zichen stopped him. Xie Zichen looked at him coldly, and said calmly, "The marshal respects himself."
"Self-respect?" Huan Heng hooked the corners of his lips: "Wei Lan and I are brothers who share the same bed and have lived together for life and death. When we meet, we want to be intimate. Tell me this is not self-respect?"
Hearing this, Xie Zichen finally changed his expression. There was nothing wrong with what Huan Heng said, and everyone couldn't help but find it strange. Wei Lan shook her head towards Xie Zichen, this interaction made Huan Heng sneer endlessly, the moment Xie Zichen let go, Huan Heng wrapped his arms around Wei Lan's waist in the posture of hugging a woman, pulled her into his arms, and lifted her up with his hands. lift her chin.
"Huan Heng!"
Xie Zichen stepped forward suddenly, and the sword of the guard next to him was placed in front of Xie Zichen. Everyone's face changed drastically, Wang Xi held Xie Zichen's hand, and hurriedly said: "Zichen calm down! Don't use force."
"Zichen," Wei Lan said flatly, "Back off."
They can't take the initiative to do it, if they want to do it, they have to wait until Wang Ning's army arrives.
Huan Heng knew their bottom line, so he was unscrupulous, rubbing the delicate and small chin of the person in front of him with his calloused hand, forcing her to face him with those soft and sweet lips.
"Alan," he pressed her on top of him, making Wei Lan feel the hardness of his body against her, and heard him say hoarsely, "I really, really miss you."
The author has something to say:
In some matters, Huan Heng is a wild horse that has run wild in the north.
Huan Heng and Rong Hua are the big bosses of the last plot, and because the word count is relatively small recently, it seems that he takes up a lot of space.