Huamo

. Lian Heng stood up and saluted with a smile.

"Mr. Lian, Ran'er and the others are in the backyard. It's been a long time since you've seen each other." Chu Lu hastily kept people away, "It's hard to come here, let's all get together, the old man asked someone to prepare dinner."

"Of course, it's disrespectful."

After talking about serious matters, the atmosphere between Lian Heng, Chu Lu, and Chu Piao became much more relaxed and warm. The three of them enjoyed themselves and walked towards the backyard together.

As the sun sets, the reincarnation of each day hides the last days of Dahua.

There is a folk saying that only the west of the Yangguan Stele can be called the Western Region in the true sense. If it is not the Yangguan Stele, it will not be called the Western Region.Yangguan City is the most prosperous town in the Western Regions, and it is also where the kings of the Western Regions are located. During this period, there are exchanges between China and the West, merchants gather, bustling and bustling, and camel bells warn.

Merchants here often wear turbans and cloaks to cover themselves from the wind and sand, so it is not surprising that he is dressed like this.

After settling down in Prince He's Mansion, Gongsun Lu came out to wander around the market alone, without any purpose, but trying to adapt to the uneasiness that seemed to be from a lifetime ago.To this day, when he came to the Western Region King's City, he still can't believe that he came out alive, after abandoning everything with regrets, he came out alive.

What remained in my mind was Li Jinsha's crying face the moment he left the prison.

"I'm just... a fool..."

The sun shines through the black cloak, so dim and obscure, it envelops him with a painful look of dumbfounding.

In this vain market dust, a footstep approached lightly.

He turned his head, and suddenly saw a familiar, joking and helpless face—this woman was still holding a round fan, wearing heavy makeup, wearing a thick fox fur from the Western Regions, with several strings of chains on her fingers, and a multicolored dragon on her back. Colorful parrot.And she looked at him and said:

"Stinky boy, you can make my old lady easy to find."

Unable to believe that she recognized him, Gongsun Lu was stunned and remained silent.

Yang Hong patted him with a round fan: "Stinky boy, why are you pretending to be stupid, even if you turn into Cinderella, you will recognize you!"

"Miss Hong..."

Seeing that he answered her, Yang Hong grabbed his hand and pulled it into a nearby shop, as fast as kidnapping a ticket. After finding a quiet private room, she asked Gongsun Lu to sit down, and then pulled up the latter's hand Cloak, looking at the familiar handsome face, heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Lv'er, you kid, as long as you're fine, I'm exhausted."

Gongsun Lu still looked at her blankly: "What's the situation?"

The tuanfan patted it down again: "My old lady went to the prison to rescue you that night and found that there was a double in the cell. She immediately asked various spies to inquire about the person who left Beijing that night. When she heard that it was a young man who rescued you, she went to here."

Gongsun Lu still had a blank expression: "Why did you save me, who are you?"

"My old lady was your mother's female guard 20 years ago. After escaping from Prince Jing's mansion, she opened Lihong Pavilion. She took advantage of the forces to recruit troops and buy horses if she had nothing to do, so that she could escape when Gongsun Jing died." Yang Hong sat down and said, While chewing on these past events, his expression became natural, casually: "For 20 years, my old lady has been in contact with the Wu Ning family, and she is looking forward to bringing you back to the Huns on this day."

"You... mean uncle?"

"It's Mr. Wen Er," Yang Hong handed him a cup of black tea and said, "But it seems that the Huns are in turmoil recently, and he asked us to settle here for a while."

The corner of Gongsun Lu's mouth twitched, remembering the situation when he met Wen Er in the Huns: "Are you in the same group?"

Yang Hong gave a blank look: "You brat, don't you understand?"

Gongsun Lu stared at her blankly, suddenly dumbfounded.Thinking about it, even if Lian Heng didn't save him, Yang Hong still wanted to save him. He couldn't die anyway, and the things he did before were ridiculous, but terrifying beyond redemption.

"You want Li Jinsha."

"Miss Hong saw it?" Gongsun Lu smiled wryly.

"Isn't it your little darling." Yang Hong shook her fan and said, "I think you came here to protect him. I don't know what you did. I'm afraid he was pissed off by you? What are you talking about right now? You don't want to see him. I'm afraid I dare not promise my old lady to come to you."

Gongsun Lu was shocked, stood up and grabbed Yang Hong's arm suddenly; "You saw him?!"

Seeing him like this, Yang Hong pressed his hand with a round fan and said, "Don't get excited, boy, my mother has already sent someone to tell him that you are well, but he said that he is afraid that you don't want to see him." See Gongsun Lvyi With a skeptical face, he threw a bag of objects to him from the side; "Stinky boy, don't you believe me? It's a waste of my mother's hard work to get these things out before the palace is burned!"

The bundle was opened, and it was He Zuxian's Lehen knife and the dagger that Wen Er gave him, which Yang Hong got out of King Jing's mansion without being burned.

Gongsun Lu took a look at those gadgets, but did not let go of his grasping hands, and said in a low voice, "Don't lie to me."

Yang Hong sighed, and told him to sit down: "Why lie to you, how many people know about the fact that Prince Jing killed his wife by himself?"

Gongsun Lu stared at her blankly: "He doesn't hate me?"

Yang Hong stopped shaking the hand of the round fan: "Since he said so, he must still want to see you, and the current court is in turmoil, so he can't bear it."

"Yes," Gongsun Lu let go of his hand, his gray eyes reflected Kongming: "He can't stand being displaced."

Hearing this, Yang Hong immediately took out a pen and paper, quickly wrote on it, rolled it up, and tied it to the parrot's leg.

"What are you doing?"

"Send him a letter." Yang Hong caressed the colorful feathers and let them fly by the window, then stared back at him and said, "Stinky boy, don't you want to go in person?"

"It does."

Yang Hong frowned: "You are no longer the prince of the law, so don't go to Bianling, besides your current situation, I am afraid that you are not as fast as a bird?"

The round fan lightly patted Gongsun Lu's head, and Yang Hong softened his voice and said, "Don't think so, brat, Sister Hong will fix it for you. It's the right thing to heal your wounds with peace of mind. Otherwise, wait for your sweetheart to come back. You still look sick."

Gongsun Lu twitched the corner of his mouth again, helplessly speechless.

[in the territory of the Huns]

When Ying Gong appeared in the tent, he saw Jin Ting was sitting on the chair, frowning tightly.The other party stood up immediately when they saw him.And Ying Gong replied directly before he asked: "All beheaded."

Jin Ting showed a satisfied smile, his eyes were full of killing intent: "Okay."

"At present, the imperial court has Yan Bo as the regent. This person is arrogant and has no knowledge of the art of war. This is an excellent opportunity."

"Well done," Jin Ting put his hands on his shoulders, unable to restrain the joy on his face: "I have contacted the army here, attack as soon as possible!"

"How many soldiers and horses did Chalan Chanyu give?"

Saying this, Jin Ting frowned; "It's only [-], but the general who leads the troops seems to be a bit of a joke, and I'm going to have a meeting with him today."

Yinggong didn't ask much after hearing this, and said: "Dahua's national strength is declining, and the current turmoil, Uncle Shi had better send troops as soon as possible."

"I know." As Jin Ting said, he picked up his robe and put it on, then patted him on the shoulder, and paused for a while: "Eagle Palace, you have been with me for these years and you have tossed a lot. In the end, if you want any wealth, just say it, Uncle Shi will never treat you badly."

"Uncle Shi saved my life back then, my life is equivalent to being given by Uncle Shi, how dare you do that."

Jin Ting smiled, then sighed lightly:

"After this time, I only have one wish."

Ying Gong's heart trembled when he heard this, and then fell silent.

The next day.

Unlike Shanyu's yurt, which is graceful and luxurious, decorated with splendid embroidery, Wu Ning's yurt is light gray decorated with bright yellow tones, quiet and melancholy, mysterious but not lacking in elegance and nobility.

The man in front of the tent stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the desert sky, his blue eyes were as gorgeous as the sky, and his color was open to all rivers.

The brightly colored parrot hovered and landed on his shoulder. He took off the letter paper tied to the bird's leg, and smiled after passing it over. Pat the bird and then raise your hand to feed it.

At this time, a soldier came running over: "General Wu Ning, Hero Jin is asking to see you."

Wen Er's brows turned cold, and the icy blue eyes flashed with a plan in his chest, but he remained calm, turned around and said enthusiastically: "Really? Entertain him in the tent first, and I'll be there in a while."

Not far behind his big tent is the yurt for entertaining the Jin court.Naturally, it can't compare with Chalan's extravagance, and it's not just Er'er's hunting and marching equipment. The most eye-catching thing is the eagle brocade hanging on the top of the tent, and the unreadable Huns on the tent wall. Words are like spells.

Jin Ting sat on the seat, watched the beautiful Xiongnu woman bring tea, and smiled charmingly at himself.He had already heard about General Wu Ning's lustful reputation. It was said that after he fought well with the Dahua army at Xiangshu Pass, Chalan rewarded him with eight bewitching beauties, and accompanied him to drink and have fun all day long. It was said that he was very lewd.

However, looking at it now, the beautiful woman is a fact but not necessarily a lewd scene, especially when Wen Er walked in from outside the tent, with the light of the desert behind her back, the hard outline carved by a knife, the blue eyes, the natural king The aura made him feel shocked, thinking that the power of the Huns, if the wind and clouds flowed, would change soon.

"General Wu Ning." Jin Ting got up and stepped forward, raising his hand to reveal the parchment that the other party gave him that day.

Wen Er took it with a smile, and stretched out his hand to ask him to sit down again.

"Brother Jin is a smart man, so I don't need to say more about it if I think about it."

"Of course," Jin Ting looked at him and said, "I heard that the Wu Ning clan is very famous on the grassland, but it must have suffered from being suppressed by the Chalan clan. Now, even though there are members of the royal family, the power is weak."

Wen Er's smile continued: "I'm just the youngest son of Wu Ning's family. The older brothers were all sent to the north by Shan Yu because they were too aggressive. I stayed because of my stupidity."

"If General Wu Ning can help you this time,