Rebirth is back for you

The whole country in Ganqiu celebrated together. On the day when the new emperor came to the throne, the Supreme Emperor Wuli announced to the world that he would return to the throne and manage the country.

At the same time, Qingyue announced to the world that he formed an alliance with Ganqiu to advance and retreat together.

Those entanglements and secrets that have been buried for decades have not revealed their original appearance in front of the world after all, but it has brought back the original causes and effects in another way.

The officials of Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief, but everyone knew in their hearts that Changsun Qimu's insistence on not being enthroned or proclaiming himself emperor was, in essence, the most clear and distinct plan.

On the day when the two edicts were announced to the world, the Supreme Emperor Wuli appeared on the border of Wucheng, and gathered a total of one million soldiers in the southern border and the western extension.

Both Jiang Baixi and Hua Qingmo were far away in the capital, and the eldest grandson Qimu who was stationed on the border personally led the troops in this campaign to strictly defend and counterattack.

This battle lasted for six days and five nights, with countless casualties on both sides, corpses strewn across the field, the sky and the earth turned pale, and the Baima River at the junction of the Three Kingdoms was stained with blood.

This battle was the biggest battle since the turmoil in the world, and it was also regarded as the beginning of a real battle of iron and blood. However, the world historian recorded that there was no winner in the Battle of Baima River.

This is because the result of this battle was beyond everyone's expectations——

The Supreme Emperor Wuli, who had no choice but to reset himself, had a tie with the eldest grandson Qimu, one of the three sisters in the world.

For a while, almost everyone in the world was amazed at Emperor Wuli's ability, but only a few people knew that it was just because even if Jin Yang left, the various plans and arrangements she had left before were enough to make Wuli's emperor's heart beat. In a short period of time, Li will not become powerless to fight back.

But no matter how laborious the arrangement is, if there is no truly talented leader, it will eventually be defeated and destroyed in repeated shocks.

After the two parties recuperated together and kept the balance in check for a month, news came from the Ganqiu palace that was enough to really excite and excite the whole country: Jiang Baixi was pregnant, and Ganqiu had a son!

On the day when the news arrived at the border, a snow-white spirit bird came rushing from the vast east—Jing Ran had already arrived at Lingshan, and really entered the Spirit Washing Pool.

Half a day later, the eldest grandson Qimu, who had been silent for a month, suddenly challenged Wuli. He personally led 30 soldiers and horses to Yubaipo. Turn around and outflank, and then do not attack and annihilate, only set up a triple formation around the periphery, and after six days of siege, order to kill.

Ten days later, the guard of Wuli border city brought 20 soldiers back to Yubaipo, but was ambushed by Yan Huai's troops on the way, losing [-] troops.At the same time, the [-] soldiers and horses left behind in Wucheng were attacked by Pei Jinsong. After half a day, they were defeated and the city was destroyed, and all the [-] soldiers and horses surrendered.

This battle took half a month, Changsun Qimu divided his troops into three groups, and won a complete victory, causing Wuli to lose a total of 25 troops, Wucheng and Yubaipo, a city and a pass, and the troops retreated [-] miles.

After this battle, Wuli's frontier defense and the mouth of soldiers and horses were officially torn apart, and Qingyue and Ganqiu drove straight in, starting a year-long comprehensive defeat of Wuli's retreat.

Also after this battle, Changsun Qimu no longer appeared on the front line, but retreated behind the scenes, and Jiang Baixi went north and south, commanding this protracted, but ultimately victorious, unification battle.

Winter is coming to spring and winter is coming again. The national grand ceremony in the ninth year of Ganqiu Zhaoping seems to be still in sight. The Ganqiu Palace, which has attracted worldwide attention, welcomed the next person who will eventually lead it at the beginning of winter in the second year. Owner.

The midwife and the imperial physician had already made preparations, and the old prince Deqin returned to the Ganqiu Palace after 50 years. Even Pan Qingyi and Master Huiren, who were unrestrained in the world, were captured by Jiang Boxi from various places. Prepare for unexpected events.

Fortunately, the brat in Yun Qingtang's belly was really gentle and well-behaved. He obediently came to this world without tormenting everyone for a moment, and finally got rid of Jiang Boxi, who had been anxious for ten months due to false pregnancy.

At three quarters of Yin time, the palace bell rang to announce to the world that all civil and military officials who had been waiting for a long time in front of Chaoyang Hall knelt down and kowtowed in the direction of Chang'an Hall—Ganqiu Sheji finally had a queen.

At the same time, Jiang Boxi took over the little man who had just been washed and delivered, and held its small body together with the thick quilt in his arms skillfully with one hand, and poked his soft cheek with the other hand. , raised his eyebrows and said: "You know the current affairs."

Everyone in the house: "..."

Jiang Boxi didn't care about the eyes of everyone, and carried the child into the ancestral hall openly and aboveboard.

The old Deqin prince in the room was calm at first, but after sitting alone for a while, his eyes wet silently, and he silently turned his head to look in the direction of the Far East.

Pan Qingyi, who was standing gently at the side, happened to see the scene where the old prince Deqin secretly wiped away his tears with his sleeves, and felt emotional in his heart, his life was full of descendants, and in the end, this noble man who once ruled the world, his heart was full of tears. After all, it is the eldest granddaughter who cares most about raising her personally and bringing them up with one hand.

"Jing Shizi will come back safely." Pan Qingyi walked over slowly, and secretly handed the old prince Deqin a light scarlet handkerchief, and said softly: "I just came here from the Ninth Princess a few days ago, and the child raised by Jing Shizi That spirit bird seems to have been going back and forth between the two places, reporting for the princess. When I left, she looked quite calm, so Mr. Jing must be in good condition."

In fact, everyone understands this truth. If Jing Ran's situation is not good or he loses news completely, the first one to collapse is Changsun Qimu. live.

But it has been almost a year, how many people have been tortured in a year, but there is also the eldest grandson Qimu who is still waiting silently. In the past year, she has not only waited for Yunling's message every month, but also caressed Yeling every day. Grass, almost never showed the slightest emotion, and why did the rest of the people dare to take the initiative to mention one or two.

Jiang Boxi walked in again with the quilt in his arms, and suddenly said, "The wild goose returns."

In the huge room, no one was sitting or standing. No one shy away from Yun Qingtang, who had just given birth and was still bedridden. Everyone gathered together and turned their heads to look over: "What?"

Jiang Baixi stepped over the threshold, glanced around the room, calmly looked down at the little man in his arms and said: "I said this brat, his name is Yan Gui."

She had clearly thought about it early in the morning, and everyone also understood that since this child will take the throne of Jiang Boxi in the future, there is nothing wrong with her bestowing the title.What's more, in these two words, there is also the most ardent hope for his other emperor sister who has never met.

Jing Yi nodded, held Yun Qingtang's hand and said, "Okay, the wild goose returns."

Jiang Baixi raised his head, raised his eyebrows at the old prince Deqin and said, "Let's let the stinky old man choose the name, hurry up, so that I can order the genealogy."

As an ancestor, the old prince Deqin named his younger generation without any problem. He glared at Jiang Baixi and scolded, "How can you be so hasty when you name yourself?"

He was right. Ordinary people even pay attention to the five elements of generation characters when naming their juniors, let alone the heirs of the royal family.Every word in the name has strict divination and meaning, and the one in my arms is the future emperor, so I can't just say it casually.

"Lorry." Jiang Baixi snorted disapprovingly, turned to Jing Yi and Yun Qingtang, and said casually: "If he doesn't get up, it's your turn. Either of you gets up, it's the same."

Jing Yi and Yun Qingtang: "..."

Why is it that they are the biological parents, but they are the least talkative in terms of closeness.It is very common for ordinary parents to name their children. When they come to them, the first two are not mentioned, and this one is reduced to the point where it seems to be a gift...

Seeing that Yun Qingtang was about to play again, Jiang Boxi immediately turned to the sympathetic Master Huiren and said, "The three of us were all present when the master was born, so we are related to the Jiang family. If not, the name is given by the master." That's all."

Yun Qingtang: "!!!"

Has the blessing of the gift been taken away now? !

Pan Qingyi could tell that the person who named him was going around, but in fact it was because the child was born in the present and had great blessings.

Master Huiren did not refuse, and directly said: "400 years ago, the prosperous scene created by Emperor Yan, made every Tufang's people deeply remember and honor, and now this child comes from before the dawn of the sky, and he is carrying the burden on his body. In the future, the rivers and mountains, the expectations of Haiqing and Heyan, let’s call them Qingyan.”

"Qing Yan." Jiang Boxi repeated, lowering his head and raising his eyebrows, "Did you hear that, your name is Qing Yan."

The little person in his arms opened his eyes as soon as he was born, and was hugged in Jiang Baixi's arms without crying or fussing, very obediently.After hearing her words, he subconsciously blinked.

Jiang Boxi was immediately amused, grinned and said, "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

The people in the room looked sideways, and Yun Qingtang hurriedly said, "Hold me over here and let me have a look."

"Do you know how to hold a baby?" Jiang Boxi cast a sidelong glance at her, and said angrily, "What you should be thinking about right now is to take a good rest and nurse him earlier."

Jing Yi and Yun Qingtang were speechless.

Jiang Boxi walked towards the old prince of Deqin, and threw Jiang Qingyan to him, "Come and hug me, stinky old man."

Old Prince Deqin really knew him very well, he idly hugged the fluffy quilt in his arms with one hand, and took a sip of tea with the other hand, looking down at the little man in his arms, shaking his beard deliberately.

Xu Shi had been held in Jiang Boxi's arms most of the time since he was born, and when he changed places suddenly, Jiang Qingyan immediately pouted, subconsciously went to look at Jiang Boxi, and when he saw Jiang Boxi was still standing beside him, he turned around in peace of mind, His dark eyes looked at the old prince Deqin for a moment, then fixed his gaze on his beard.

Old Prince Deqin waited for a long time for him to come and arrest him, and immediately said with disgust: "It's not far from that stinky girl. When she was born, I knew how to pull my beard and play with it as soon as I hugged her."

Although his tone was disgusting, there was a different kind of regret and nostalgia everywhere between the lines, and the people in the room fell silent.

If Jing Ran doesn't come back again, besides the eldest grandson Qimu, the first one who wants to be bad is probably the old prince Deqin.

Jiang Qingyan seemed to know that the bearded man disliked him, so he immediately flattened his mouth, and Xiangtian burst into tears.

"..."

Yun Qingtang was so distressed, she got up slightly and said, "Hurry up and let me hug you."

Jiang Boxi raised his eyebrows, took Jiang Qingyan from the arms of the old prince Deqin, the crying stopped abruptly, the little man seemed to like Jiang Boxi very much, and even showed a crooked smile to her.Jiang Baixi raised his brows even higher, walked over and handed him to Yun Qingtang as he said, and turned around on purpose to leave.

The cries that were about to overturn the roof immediately sounded loud and clear, Yun Qingtang's expression froze, and he hugged him to coax him for a few words but was not accepted at all, Jiang Qingyan just tilted his head with difficulty, watching Jiang Baixi go further and further away The back view changed from fake crying to real crying.

Yun Qingtang was terribly injured, pretending to be tearful and sadly said: "Is this really what I gave birth to?"

Jing Yi glanced at his arms without saying a word, and hugged Jiang Qingyan, "I'll try."

The results after the test showed that it was not born by him.

……

Everyone in the room suddenly had weird faces, some were shocked, some were surprised, only Jiang Bai was so happy, he walked over again and took the group of crying spirits into his arms, bowed his head and kissed his little cheek , proudly said: "Sure enough, kiss me."

Yun Qingtang was so sad that she tried a few more times with a strong request, and finally turned over to the wall in a rage, out of sight and out of mind, silently mourning like a river, and muttered: "If you don't kiss me, don't send it to me." It’s up to you to feed the milk.”

Everyone in the room suddenly twitched their eyes, such a strange scene of ghosts and animals is probably the only one in the world.

"I'll feed it." Jiang Baixi raised his eyebrows indifferently, ordered his subordinates to bring a small bowl of ganoderma lucidum, held Jiang Qingyan in his arms and fed him in a dignified manner.

The little thing who was already close to her immediately became closer to her, and giggled in her arms after eating and drinking, but after all, it was not long after birth, and fell asleep again in a short while.

Jiang Boxi looked down, picked him up again and put him inside Yun Qingtang's body.

Yun Qingtang rolled his eyes and said, "Don't send it to me, he will kiss you."

"Awkward dead woman." Jiang Bai Xi Liangliang took a look at Yun Qingtang, "You said you were fat and you were panting."

The two were about to pinch each other again, when Lan Ge suddenly fell from the window and said anxiously, "Your Majesty!"

"What's the matter?" Jiang Baixi's eyelids twitched suddenly.

"After the Battle of Qicheng, Her Royal Highness Ninth Princess suddenly closed her tent and did not come out. For three consecutive days, no one was able to find out the reason, and no one was able to see her. Anyone who broke into the tent, including General Hua, They were all beaten out mercilessly!"

After Lan Ge's words fell, everyone's hearts sank at the same time. Apart from Jing Ran, there was no other reason for such a change.

Old Prince Deqin's beard trembled fiercely, Jiang Boxi took a look at him, and immediately walked out, with an ugly expression on his face, "Over there... is there any news?"

"No, even Jing Shizi's spiritual bird is said to have not returned for two months."

"Prepare the horse."

"Yes!"

……

The weather was not good, and on the way to the Qicheng military camp, the continuous heavy rain never stopped for a moment.

The soldiers who had been flustered for several days were even more horrified when they saw that Jiang Boxi, who had just given birth, rushed over in heavy rain, and they couldn't restrain their speculations.

Qicheng is the last barrier city outside Wuli's capital city. Qingyue and Ganqiu's soldiers and horses are invincible. After this battle, Emperor Li has been forced into the surrounding area of ​​the capital, and Wuli has only 30 soldiers left Horse defense, if you work hard, you can completely end this war that has lasted for more than a year, and start a new great cause just around the corner.

But at this time, an unknown change happened.

Although the army's morale can't be called panic, it is still flustered and scattered. It is not a good time for the final decisive battle. Hua Qingmo has ordered to station outside Wulijing for more than ten days.

Jiang Baixi was drenched all over, and flew directly from the horse's back, and floated over the heads of millions of soldiers and horses to the camp of the Chinese army.

Dali, which was stronger than ever before, really struck out mercilessly. Even Jiang Boxi had exhausted [-]% of his strength to be able to continue, and at the same time, he was knocked back by more than three feet.

Millions of soldiers and horses mutinied together, making deafening noises in the pouring rain.

Jiang Baixi approached again with an ugly face, and before the next vigorous call, he sternly said, "Even if you want to die, at least read the letter she left you!"

The strong force vanished invisible after Jiang Baixi's words. Hua Qingmo leaned on his sword, pursed his lips and watched Jiang Baixi walk in, then turned around and commanded millions of soldiers.

The sky was already dark, and the lights in the huge camp were not lit, making it a blur.

Jiang Boxi's footsteps that had just entered paused, his eyes slowly scanned the tent, and fell on the person lying on the soft couch on the slope.

Changsun Qimu closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes were covered with a thick layer of shadow. Even in a dark place, one could see that her face was paler than ever before.

Jiang Boxi was silent for a long time, and turned his eyes to the low table beside the couch, on which there was a group of vague outlines, which looked like a withered plant.

Her body trembled suddenly, and she naturally knew what it was—Evening Spirit Grass.

According to legend, something that is closely related to the fate of the gods is equivalent to a person's soul. If the night spirit grass belonging to a person withers, it means——

There was a dead silence in the camp, and Changsun Qimu remained motionless and silent, as if he had no breath.

Jiang Boxi pursed her lower lip tightly, walked over suddenly, threw a letter directly on her face, and said coldly: "It's just a grass, what does it mean, you saw her bones with your own eyes Or did you see her soul, so you can't wait to die with her?"

Changsun Qimu still didn't fluctuate at all, nor did he raise his hand to remove the envelope from his face.

After waiting for a while, just as Jiang Boxi was about to speak again, Changsun Qimu suddenly tilted her head, and the envelope on her face slid down. She raised her arms to cover her eyes, and said slowly and hoarsely, "Two months ... Yun Ling has never been here before."

Jiang Baixi sneered, "What does that mean? Since that bird is a spirit beast, it should protect her from the side in times of crisis, instead of running around."

Changsun Qimu's body suddenly trembled, Jiang Boxi stared at her closely, and continued: "Furthermore, even if she is dead, you will die here if you don't take a look at her bones with your own eyes. You are still alive, but you are dead, maybe you are willing?"

The corners of Changsun Qimu's lips twitched with difficulty, and Jiang Boxi said again: "Even if she is really dead, but you haven't read the last words she left to you, why don't you take a look?"

Her voice contained no emotion at all, but the cold tide suddenly surged out, Changsun Qimu tightly covered her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "What... does she want to use to tie me up?"

"She's dead and you can still tie you up? Don't worry, you two are so epic, even if you are tied up by her and don't die, I will send you to die." Jiang Baixi sneered, and said coolly: "If you want to know what she left, read it yourself!"

Changsun Qimu's face turned from pale to transparent. After a long time, she sat up slowly, and slowly picked up the letter paper that had fallen by the side of the couch with trembling fingers.

The four words that were so familiar on the cover instantly made Rang Yong hold back tears for a year, and couldn't hold back anymore, they rolled out.

——From my wife.

Jiang Boxi slowly closed his eyes, took a step forward, and hugged the man who was deeply bent and crying hoarsely into his arms.

The gloomy sky seemed to respond, and with the rumble of heavy rain, the torrential downpour that had not been seen in hundreds of years came as expected.

The letter in his hand was folded so badly that Changsun Qimu's voice was far and soft, as if it came from the clouds:

"She hasn't come back yet, I...don't look...I don't look..."

"Okay, don't look at it." Jiang Boxi's dark eyes had light and shadows floating, and he hugged the trembling body in his arms tightly, stroking her head and responded in a low voice.

The sky was getting darker, and there was a subtle and vivid blue light flickering on the far peak of the thunderbolt floating mountain stream, and then it quickly became clear at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming a clear blue halo, filled with dots of clever blue light, in front of countless people. A trance flashed before his eyes, and he ran straight into the Chinese army camp.

The light in the dim tent suddenly changed, and Jiang Boxi just turned his head when he was bounced aside by a ball of energy.A green light plant with tiny leaves jumped up and down, opened Jiang Boxi and landed on the low table beside the couch, beside it was the withered night spirit grass.

After the night spirit grass landed on the soft couch, a vine extended straight out, twisted around a finger of the eldest grandson Qimu, and pulled it towards him.

Changsun Qimu didn't move for a while, letting his fingers be pulled over.

The little thumb-shaped leaves on the top of the night spirit grass suddenly sharpened, and quickly cut open the palm of Changsun Qimu's hand, and blood immediately flowed out and flowed down.

Jiang Baixi squinted his eyes, and was about to make a move when Changsun Qimu stopped her, looked at his Yeling grass, and dripped the blood from his palm onto the root of Jingran's withered Yeling grass.

Ye Lingcao seemed to be happy, and twisted around her body crookedly.

Jiang Baixi stared closely at the movement of the eldest grandson Qimu, the blood fell on the dry roots, and was quickly absorbed without any spillage.

Fragile light waves gushed out from the clear and shallow phoenix eyes, Changsun Qimu squeezed the palm of his hand to make the remaining blood flow more smoothly, and the withered night spirit grass absorbed it one by one.

After a while, she changed her hand to cut it open, but the night spirit grass suddenly entangled her hand and pulled her back.

"Is it enough?" Changsun Qimu lowered his head and asked in a hoarse voice.

All the twisted vines of the night spirit grass straightened, then bent their tops, straightened again, and bent again, as if nodding their heads, very cute.

Jiang Baixi didn't blink his eyes, and Changsun Qimu also pursed his thin lips, looking at the withered night spirit grass motionlessly.

Been watching for a long time - nothing changes.

The eldest grandson Qimu pursed his lips, looked at his night spirit grass, and murmured: "You mean, you have to wait?"

Ye Lingcao "nodded" again, Changsun Qimu was in a daze for a moment, then suddenly nodded and said, "Okay...ok...I'm not afraid to wait, as long as..."

As long as what, she never said it.

Jiang Baixi's eyes were sore, and he raised his arms to hug her again, and said: "Since you know there is still hope, you should just wait, and I will go to Lingshan for you to have a look."

Changsun Qimu's long eyelashes trembled suddenly, "Are you going to Lingshan?"

"Yes." Jiang Baixi nodded, her eyes were firm, and she said solemnly: "No matter how special her background is, she will be a member of my Jiang family in this life, so even if she dies, her bones must be buried in my Jiang family. Ancestral grave."

"So—wait for me to send a letter and bring her back."

……

bang.

At the beginning of winter, thunder and lightning flashed, and in the rain that poured over the sky, the eldest grandson Qimu stepped out of the tent again after ten days. of the East.

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