Female General And Eldest Princess

"Pass down the decree, to make Marshal Li Mu the king of the general, and to be buried on the west side of the imperial mausoleum; the whole country mourns, remembering that General Li Mu has no son, and writing Xiang Jingyi to go to the north to pick up the coffin of the general king and return to Beijing; On the day the prince went out of the city for a hundred miles to be the general Wang Fuling, all the Chinese and military officials in Beijing went out to greet the prince together with the prince on the day the general Wang entered the capital, and the officials below the third rank knelt to greet the prince.

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

"Xiang Jingyi and his wife, thank Your Majesty for your kindness."

"Get up."

"Your Majesty, I still have something to say, I hope Your Majesty will grant you."

"You speak."

"Yes, I implore Your Majesty to seal up the General's Mansion in the capital and not use it for other purposes; in the future, when my son grows up, I will revisit the old place and remember the old style of Master Taishan."

"Prelude!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Prince, General Pingdong and his wife, the eldest princess and the son-in-law stay here, everyone else should step down."

"Yes!"

After all the others had left, Li Zhao sighed heavily, and said, "There is no holiday, the general Wang Xi passed away and we all mourn."

"Father Emperor's Day Mourn."

"My condolences, Your Majesty."

"The great general Wang's family has contributed to leaving the country for generations, and his affairs should be personally supervised by the widow, but the widow is old and can't see these things; the prince..."

"My son is here!" Li Zhu walked up to Li Zhao, lifted her robe and knelt down.

"The Great General Wang is your and Xian'er's biological uncle, and you are also [-] this year. The widow has ordered you to take full power to supervise the affairs of the Great General King."

"My son thanked my father for his sympathy."

"Ah."

"Consort."

"My son is here." Lin Wanyue had already adjusted her emotions, except that her eyes were slightly red, nothing unusual.

"Now that the great general Wang has passed away, and you are newly married to Xian'er, the widow will appoint you as the leader of the third rank, in charge of the imperial guards, and guarding the court. How about you stay in Beijing?"

After Li Zhao finished speaking, everyone in the field had their own thoughts.

The leader of the middle rank is the third rank, with [-] imperial guards in his hand. Although his official rank is not high, his power is quite large. The leader of the middle dynasties in the past dynasties has always been held by the royal family or the emperor's confidantes. There has been no central leadership position for decades, and only the Four Route Central Guards are in charge of part of the imperial guards, with checks and balances from all sides.

In all fairness, Li Zhao's ability to put Lin Feixing in the position of the leader of the Central Committee is not only his recognition of Lin Feixing, but also his trust in Lin Feixing; after all, the position of the leader of the Central Committee has been vacant for nearly 50 years. I feel that the position of the leader of the army is good, but I can't help but feel sorry for Lin Feixing in my heart.

In Xiang Jingyi's eyes, Lin Feixing is still young, and his life has many possibilities. He is like a goshawk, and the northwest is where he flies; but judging from Lin Feixing's current situation, it is not enough to take over. The commander-in-chief of the northern border, now that Li Mu is gone, and the situation in the northern border is unpredictable, it is actually a good choice for Lin Feixing not to return to the northern border.

As a woman, Li Xin's vision of the city is not as good as Li Xian's, but she thinks that it is good for Lin Feixing to stay in the capital because he is newly married.

Li Xian lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covered her gaze, and her face was very calm.

Xiang Jingyi secretly took a look at Li Zhao, who was in a high position, and felt that what Li Zhao just said was not a decree, but a discussion with Lin Feixing, and he was puzzled.

Lin Feixing, who had been kneeling in front of the hall, finally reacted. She bowed respectfully to Li Zhao, then straightened up and said loudly, "I thank my father for your sympathy, but I want to go back to the north."

"Do you know that your status is different now, the widow has recruited you as his son-in-law, why don't you stay in Beijing, but do you have any greed for the northern border?"

Li Zhao's voice was low and gentle, but it made the whole hall become depressing; the power of an emperor is heavier than Mount Tai.

"Returning to my father, the northern region is bitterly cold, and my son has no greed."

"Oh? That's strange. Tell me, why did you refuse to accept the official three times, but why did you want to go back to the north?"

All eyes were on Lin Feixing. The emperor's emotions and anger were hard to fathom, and if he was a little careless, the disaster would come in an instant.

Kneeling on the ground, Lin Wanyue also felt that her body weighed a thousand pounds. She thought about many answers, but she felt that they were too high-sounding, otherwise she would be disgusted by Li Zhao; she gritted her teeth and decided to take the risk.

"Worship for military merit."

After the words fell, everyone except Li Zhao in the high position and Li Xian behind Lin Feixing showed expressions of astonishment, and Xiang Jingyi was even more anxious. This answer would be taboo after deliberation!

But I didn't expect Li Zhao to laugh after listening to it. Although Lin Feixing's answer was risky, Li Zhao thought it was honest. If he had said something high-sounding just now, Li Zhao would definitely refute it in court and order him to stay in Beijing. .

Li Zhao said with a smile: "It seems that the son-in-law's vision is quite high, and I think the official position of the widow is too small."

"I don't dare." Lin Wanyue felt her back was dripping with sweat, but her face remained calm.

"The Great General Wang recommended you several times before his death. Since you insist on going back, I will grant your request."

"Thank you, Father."

"Lin Feixing listened to the decree, I will make you the fourth-rank general of the guard, and I will go to the northern border with General Pingdong today."

"Thank you, Father."

Li Mu said a few more instructions and left the prince alone, ordering the others to leave.

The four walked a hundred steps out of the hall before Xiang Jingyi patted Lin Feixing on the shoulder and said with lingering fear: "Brother Xing, you were too risky just now!"

Lin Feixing smiled without saying a word.

Xiang Jingyi continued: "But it's not bad, big brother is right, a good man should be like this, good brother is only 19 years old, he is already a fourth-rank general, and his future is limitless."

"Thank you bro."

"Brother Xing, let's go back to our homes to pack our belongings. See you at the gate of the city in an hour."

"it is good."

"Your Highness, take your leave."

"Sister Xin, brother-in-law, go slowly."

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Lin Wanyue and Li Xian returned to the eldest princess' mansion, Lin Wanyue returned to the small courtyard, took out the package she carried when she came to Beijing, several sets of clean clothes, wooden boards and tokens, and wrapped the dagger given by Li Huan, Picking up the Lonely Silver Spear given by King Qi, she first came to Xiuge, but was told by the nanny that the princess was taking a nap, Lin Wanyue stood by the bed and looked at her daughter for a long time, then turned and left.

Come to the main hall again and say goodbye to Li Xian.

Li Xian had been waiting there for a long time, and when she saw Lin Feixing took off her palace attire and put on a bunt, carrying a package, and holding a silver gun, she suddenly felt that this was what he should look like.

Lin Wanyue walked up to Li Xian, looked at Li Xian with a smile in her eyes, and said softly, "Princess, I'm leaving."

"I will send the son-in-law out of the palace."

Lin Wanyue showed a big smile: "Okay."

Li Xian looked away: "Let's go."

The whole journey was silent, but Lin Wanyue turned her head to look at Li Xian from time to time.

When he came to the gate of the mansion, a servant had already brought Long Ran Baoju and waited there.

"Princess, don't send it away, it's cold, go back."

Li Xian nodded, but stood there without moving. Lin Wanyue smiled and looked at Li Xian's alluring face, feeling nostalgic.

The moment Lin Wanyue got on the horse, she suddenly regretted: If I knew it earlier, I would have secretly kissed her.

Standing at the door, Li Xian watched Lin Feixing step onto the horse gracefully. Seeing that he was carrying a silver gun behind his back and holding the rein with one hand, she suddenly turned her head and took a deep look at herself. It's a pity, seeing such eyes, Li Xian actually recalled what happened last night.

"drive!"

When Li Xian raised her head again, Long Ran had already run a long way with Lin Feixing on her back. Li Xian watched as the lonely figure carrying the silver gun became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared at the end of the street.

Lin Feixing and Xiang Jingyi met at the gate of the city, and they set off immediately.

After traveling day and night to the northern border, it was already five days later.

Xiang Jingyi was already unshaven when he entered the city, and Lin Wanyue also looked tired and lost a lot of weight.

Her figure was already thin, but now she looked even thinner and taller.

Li Mu's coffin had been at rest for ten days. Fortunately, it was cold in the north, so there was no smell.

Xiang Jingyi and Lin Wanyue bathed and changed their clothes before going to worship Li Mu.

After arriving at the mourning hall, Xiang Jingyi read out the imperial decree, and the craftsmen put nails on the top of the coffin and put it into the hearse that had been prepared.

Xiang Jingyi didn't dare to delay for a moment, and ordered a group of people to set off back to Beijing.

Lin Wanyue went out of the city for ten miles to see each other off, said goodbye to Xiang Jingyi, and stood on the hill holding the reins to watch the team go away.

Back at the barracks alone, Zhang Sanbao, Meng Nida, Bian Kai and several other soldiers of Lin Feixing greeted him immediately.

Seeing them, Lin Wanyue's heavy heart eased a little.

Zhang Sanbao looked at Lin Feixing with a simple smile and said, "General, you are back!"

Bian Kai snapped back and said, "It should be called Prince Consort!"

Meng Ni corrected and said: "This is a barracks. The general has just been promoted to the fourth-rank general. We should be called generals."

These few also obeyed the rules and did not say any words of congratulations to Lin Feixing.

Lin Wanyue was satisfied in her heart, and smiled lightly: "Ni Da is right, in the barracks, we still use the name of the army."

"Yes." The three of them agreed.

Lin Wanyue asked the soldiers about some military affairs, and the soldiers answered in an orderly manner; Lin Wanyue nodded: "You guys go down first."

"Yes!"

"You three come with me."

"Yes."

After Gong Boyu's incident, Lin Wanyue no longer trusted the so-called personal soldiers. Zhang and Meng had a life-long relationship with her, and Bian Kai was brought by her. These three can be regarded as own people.

The four came to Lin Feixing's military tent and sat down one by one; the three looked at Lin Feixing with anticipation and excitement in their eyes.They were also very sad when Commander Li Mu passed away, and what followed was: the dragons in the northern border had no leader, and the commander's seal was hanging in the air!Now Lin Feixing has not only become the son-in-law of the eldest princess, but has also been named a fourth-rank General Wei. The three of them feel that this is a god-sent opportunity!

Lin Wanyue looked around, took a panoramic view of the expressions of the three of them, and without turning around, said coldly: "I know what you three are thinking, it's best to put this thought away right now."

The three of them were slightly startled, Zhang Sanbao directly asked back: "General, I don't understand!"

"Third Fatty! Listen to the general!"

Lin Wanyue smiled slightly, leaned forward, supported the case with one hand, and stretched out two fingers to gesture a "closer" gesture.

Seeing this, the three of them supported the case with their arms, leaned forward, and looked at Lin Feixing solemnly.

The heads of the four people formed a circle, and Lin Wanyue said in a very small voice: "I am determined to win the seal of handsomeness." After speaking, she tapped the wooden case with the joints of her middle finger and index finger, and there was a crisp "boom", It seemed like a final word.

Lin Wanyue leaned back on the back of the chair, she was exhausted for the past five days.

The heads of the three of them spread out, and joyful expressions appeared on their faces.

Before the three of them could speak, Lin Wanyue raised her index finger to her lips, and the three of them immediately fell silent!

They looked at Lin Feixing, who was leaning crookedly on the back of his chair with a smile on his lips, and felt that General Lin was different from before!

In the past, Lin Feixing was very tidy. He combed his hair meticulously at all times and sat upright. Although he didn't talk much, he was easy-going. He took the lead in battle and was always strict with himself. He was a general worth following, but he always felt that he was missing Order something; look at Lin Feixing at this moment, sitting crookedly and casually, but more than before... a kind of power.

Yes!It was this feeling that Lin Feixing used to be like a lone wolf, with a dangerous aura around him that made people afraid to get close to him.

At this time, Lin Feixing was like a tiger descending the mountain. Although his words and deeds were much more casual than before, they still exuded a terrifying aura invisible.

They had experienced this kind of aura before with Commander Li Mu, which was why they couldn't hold their heads up every time they went to the camp!