Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

There were not enough people, so General Yun and the vanguard officials sat head-to-head in the camp, discussing ideas from rabbits to dragons and phoenixes for another whole moment.

In front of the hot wine and fat sheep, the ceremony officer looked through the night, but still did not wait for the major general and his people.

……

Pang Jue, the prefect of Yunzhou, was invited out of the city and participated in the flowing water feast in the army for the first time.He was toasted with a glass of wine by Han Zhong, and he was so buoyant that he could hardly stand up. He clinked glasses with others and drank happily, and the panic and anxiety when he heard that he was going out of the city for a banquet had long since disappeared.

A feast for the factions in the military!Make him your guest!

Pang Xia raised his glass with the others, happily drank a glass of wine, and let out a breath.

The civil and military struggles in this dynasty not only dislike each other, but to put it bluntly, they are even more jealous of each other.Civil officials are afraid of military officials, and military officials are afraid of military officials in the palace. The court did not hesitate to cut off its own arms and repeatedly castrated military power.

There is a radish and a hole in the capital, and the grievances have been accumulated for a long time, and they will not be repaired sooner, so it is inevitable that they will fight each other.The local officials guarding the generals are not so persistent.

To suppress and exclude, naturally it is after the failure of win-win.If you can really make good friends with the forces in the army, who wants to make enemies for nothing and cause trouble?

Not to mention anything else, if Yunzhou City is really lost, who can escape the crime of breaking the city?

Now he has taken the famous Iron Buddha by force and saved Yunzhou City.He has made great achievements in defending the city, so why can't he come to share a piece of the pie?

Not to mention how many benefits can be gained from joining the eye-catching Zhen Rong army.This time, the crisis was turned into safety, and the lingering fear was still there. Pang Zhi held the grape wine in his hand, and even the Shuofang army, who only knew how to fight, was more pleasing to the eye.

"Now it seems that those two..."

The master followed behind him, taking advantage of no one coming to toast, he whispered to Pang Xia: "It's really here to earn credit."

"I think it's really difficult in the palace. The emperor has other ideas... years ago, the harem was drafted, and I'm afraid that's what it's all about."

The master said in a low voice: "If you want to win the Sacred Heart again, you have to do things. Bringing out the leader of the forbidden army is naturally worth mentioning. In addition to going to Huanzhou to dispatch troops to rescue the crisis, the credit is not small."

"What did I say then?"

Pang Jue proudly said: "Wait for idlers to borrow troops from Han Zhong's iron rooster? When I see the Zhen Rong army coming to help, I know everything in my heart."

The master was a little skeptical at first, but now he saw the battle with his own eyes, but he had no choice but to believe it: "My lord is right."

"This group of killers is still looking forward to those two coming to take the lead."

Hearing the discussion of Li Guan and others just now, Pang Jue let out a snort, and swallowed his glass of wine: "That kind of person, the nobleman of the Tian family, what kind of banquet has he never seen before? How could he lower his self-worth to come here..."

He hadn't finished speaking when he heard the noise of joy not far away, he was a little dazed, and then he poked his neck and looked over.

The master also turned his head back, seeing the situation clearly, he couldn't help being startled.

Beside the blazing bonfire, the crowd surrounded the crowd very lively, and the two people standing in the center had already squeezed wine glasses that could not be filled with ten more hands.

……

Yue Qu pushed aside the crowd and walked in front of Yun Lang.

He was still hanging half of his injured arm, clutching the wine in his intact hand, and glanced at Yunlang: "So you still remember having a meal?"

Yun Lang was scolded by him honestly: "Remember."

"If it weren't for the limp and boring wine, I would have punished you three cups."

Yue Qu glared at him, looked carefully at Yun Lang's face, and frowned again: "Isn't it uncomfortable again? Don't always just bring a vanguard officer, where is your marriage partner?"

Yun Lang didn't hold back, and coughed.

"At the beginning, I made a fuss about not discussing marriage with the little girl, so it's up to you."

Yue Qu: "I'm not so rigid and stubborn, as long as you're willing to find a place to go, you don't have to be stuck with this item... But at least you need to find someone who is caring."

Yue Qu frowned: "What's going on now?"

"Caring." Yun Lang hurriedly assured, "He treats me very well."

"Treat you well?"

Yue Qu was dubious: "You don't even look at your soldiers—"

Yue Qu paused for a while, and staggered Yun Lang's gaze.

Yue Qu pressed the center of his eyebrows hard, feeling a little annoyed: "Your soldiers... search around, trying to find out who robbed your rabbit, so you can take care of it when you have time."

Yun Lang dumbfounded: "Yes."

Yue Qu looked at Yun Lang for a while, but didn't ask that sentence again.

He originally wanted to say that the interrogation methods of those personal soldiers were not only horrific, but also beyond the reach of human beings.

Dao Scar took Yunqi and sneaked out of Shuobei, and went back to Beijing to rescue Yunlang, Yue Qu secretly ordered someone to release him.Yue Qu has been in charge of the Shuofang Army all these years, and has only done this one unbearable thing, so he is naturally very aware of the temperament of those thugs.

Yunqi is the personal battalion that Yunlang single-handedly picked out. Apart from returning to the capital to save the life of the commander-in-chief, he will never do anything else, and only listen to Yunlang's personal orders.

To control evil with evil, and to stop killing with killing, the mouths of dead soldiers cannot be pried open, and the lives of all soldiers are hanging in the balance.Now that the war has been fought, no one is so naive and benevolent as to think that these methods should not be used.

……

But where did Yunlang learn these methods?

Yun Lang's body has not healed up to this day, except for the one at the beginning, how many of them were caused by fleeing these years, and how many of them fell into the hands of those treacherous sycophants?

Now that the marriage proposal was made, the person who made the marriage proposal must be in the capital, could it be that he just watched——

"Uncle Yue." Yun Lang smiled, "He burned Dali Temple down."

Yue Qu was taken aback for a moment, his gaze fixed on Yun Lang.

The little bastard raised by the Shuofang army, looking at the heartless go to the house to expose the roof tiles, is actually so thoughtful that he can't hide it, and Yue Qu has naturally known it for a long time.

It's not surprising that Yun Lang could guess what he was thinking.

"The Dali Temple was burned..." Yue Qu Meifeng twisted tightly, "Did those people settle with him?"

"I found it." Yun Lang nodded, "So we went all out and snatched back the imperial army, and the Privy Council will be here soon."

The more Yue Qu listened, the more stunned he became, and his eyes slowly widened.

Although Shuofang's army was far away in the northern border, they didn't close their eyes and listen, and didn't know anything.

He had heard Bai Yuan vaguely mention these things, but he just felt that no matter how the situation in the capital changed, it was nothing more than a power grab, and whoever gained power would be equally disheartened, so he never took it to heart.

These things... were actually done by two half-sized dolls?

Or maybe this little bastard is going all out, for the sake of the Shuofang army, he will not hesitate to commit himself to some bad old man——

"He is about the same age as me, very handsome." Yun Lang said in time, "I have known him since childhood."

Yue Qu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

"Since we've known each other since we were young, and they're about the same age, we should be considered childhood sweethearts."

The officer at the side smiled and said, "My lord who is negotiating marriage, why doesn't the major general ask us to meet?"

The person Yun Lang was most ashamed of was the courtesy officer, he bowed his hands sincerely, and continued: "This lord who negotiates marriage... is still my eldest nephew."

Courtesy officer: "?"

"Where did you get your eldest nephew?"

Yue Qu had long felt strange: "Who else are you begging for the spiritual position? I told you earlier that even though King Duan and I dislike each other, after all, I also discuss friendship with his peers, so it's not big or small. I will also teach you a lesson for him..."

In the middle of Yue Qu's words, he suddenly remembered Bai Yuan's words, and his mind suddenly split into thoughts.

……

In fact, this idea has long been.

Back then when King Duan was still there, Yun Lang often ran to live in Prince Duan's mansion, at first to join the Shuofang Army, but later he joined the Shuofang Army, but he ran even more frequently.

The children of Duanwang's family are good at reading, but they are not good at military affairs. A scholar baby was born among a group of generals.

Warriors are used to being careless, sometimes it is inevitable to make fun of this matter, before Duan Wang can get angry, Yun Lang will always be the first to get annoyed.

When Shuofang's army returned to Beijing for repairs, a few unbeaten thugs went to tease Duanwang's son, saying that they wanted to teach him martial arts in the army, and sent them a set of so-called "cheat books" that made fun of people, but it was all written by folks. Children's frolic games, bamboo horse slingshot and so on.

Duan Wang's kid has a good temper. After looking through it, he found that he had been fooled, so he put it aside and ignored it.

Yun Lang hadn't taken charge of Yunqi at that time, and he didn't have any personal soldiers under him.Knowing this, he went to the barracks alone with his bare hands, and punched these bastards so hard that he would admit his mistake, write a letter of indictment with a bruised nose and swollen face.

... After that, no one dared to make fun of that child.

Some of their generals even joked that in the entire Shuofang Army, only General Yun Shao himself did not know that he was interested in Duan Wang's children.Some people suggested that since the two children are so speculative, General Xiaoyun doesn't like to discuss marriage with the little girl. If the son is also interested, it is better to ask for an order to take him home completely, and treat him as two sons. .

Who knows that God will play tricks on people later.

The inescapable battle for the heir apparent tore apart family and mortal feuds bloodily.

Most of Duan Wang's family was lost, Yun Lang came back from the capital alone, lost half of his life, pale and quiet like a wandering soul, fighting one after another as if he wanted to pay for his life.

After conquering the third city, Yun Lang passed out under the horse, and after waking up, Yue Qu scolded him for an entire hour.

That night Yunlang went somewhere, and when he came back, he seemed no different from the former major general.

It's just that from that day on, when Yun Lang kept his mouth shut, he often had to mention his eldest nephew who was far away in the capital.

Today he says he is gentle and modest, but tomorrow he categorically denies it, saying that he is clearly stubborn and deserves to be beaten.

When you are happy, you say that he is the most sensible, but when you are unhappy, you insist on it, and you are just a piece of wood that doesn't make sense.

When he asked a military doctor to heal the injury, it hurt so much that he touched his own head indiscriminately, and he had to show off to others, saying that the elder nephew in Jingli touched it like this, and it didn't hurt when he touched it.

……

Worldly affairs grind, worldly affairs grind.

No one dared to think any more, no one dared to dream any more.

Even though they wanted to untie that knot, there were no elders around the two children who could bring them over and teach them a lesson.

Yue Qu's chest rose and fell, and he raised his gaze.

Bai Yuan said that they were "two young people from the capital".

The vanguard officer who led the light armored cavalry, pinned down the Tiefutu several times, and held the battle until Yunlang tried to turn the tide, "there are no parents or elders in the house to call on."

two young people.

Here comes... two.

The garrison army once reported that visitors from Beijing would take the old man home.

Yue Qu almost deliberately ignored these few words at the beginning, but now he couldn't avoid them anymore, his eyes were almost bloodshot, and he stared firmly at the man in black behind Yun Lang.

Xiao Shuo stepped back half a step, and bowed deeply to the ground.

"……grown ups?"

Before the officer could realize what was going on, he turned his head frequently and said in a low voice: "Prefect Pang and Master Han are here, there are not enough people for the Major General, we—"

Yue Qu shook his head: "Enough..."

The etiquette officer was taken aback: "Who else is on the side of the major general?"

"Me." Yue Qu took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead vigorously, "These two... are both my elder nephews."

Courtesy officer: "?"

"Let Pang He wait, stop him, don't get in the way."

Yue Qu turned around and remembered something important: "Have you had any wine?"

"..."

Yun Lang couldn't keep up with the acceptance speed of these elders, so he subconsciously kicked Xiao Shuo, and looked back: "We—"

"No."

Xiao Shuo whispered, "Yunlang kicked me."

Yun Lang: "..."

"What did you kick him for?"

Yue Qu tugged at Yun Lang, and said in a low voice: "Now this is your person, please show some sympathy when you bully him, don't bully him badly."

Yun Lang watched helplessly as Little Prince Xiao quickly learned how to sue his elders, but he still hadn't regained consciousness, and pressed his chest with complicated emotions: "Oh."

"Hurry up, you guys have drank Heying wine, I am the elder."

Yue Qu urged: "Pour two cups of Nurhong."

Yun Lang was stunned: "Now—"

"Now!" Yue Qu stared, "No way?!"

"..." Yun Lang relived the old dream when Uncle Duan was there, rubbed the tip of his nose awkwardly, and closed his mouth.

Shuofang's army was extremely neat, and after listening to Yue Shuai's orders, someone rushed to get them, for those who wanted to marry and look for the red thread.

Today's banquet, one is to celebrate the victory and cleanse the dust, and the other is to show the enemy by mixing the false and the real. The wine in everyone's cup is made of grapes that are not intoxicating.The fine spirits were secretly poured in front of the gate of Yingzhou city, turned into alcohol, and sent into Yingzhou city by wind.

Someone stuffed a wine glass tied with a red thread into Yun Lang's hand, and after pressing his ear, it became hot, and he raised his head to meet Xiao Shuo's gaze.

Surrounded by the Shuofang army, Pang Xia was blocked and unable to enter, Han Zhong stood aside with a smile, hugging the best daughter Hong sent by Tan Huanzhou City.

The clear wine syrup reflects the shadow of the moon, a bright moon in the sky, and a piece of ice and snow in the cup.

"Flowing water banquet, the heaven and the earth are the guests, please invite the ghosts of the gods from all directions."

Yue Qu muttered in a low voice: "Sweet wine is in the cup of bitterness, the outside and the inside are harmonious, sorrow and joy are inseparable, life and death share the same fate."

Yun Lang held the wine glass and slowly gripped it tightly.

The night is cool, and the bonfire is burning beside me, completely driving away the chill, and it is reflected in the cup.

He raised his head and met the light in Xiao Shuo's eyes.