Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

His Royal Highness Yan Wang sincerely, in order to prevent the young general's open mouth from getting into the capital, he deliberately took out an extra caramel from his sleeve.

Yun Lang couldn't believe it, he looked at Tang, then at Xiao Xiaowangye.

"At the beginning you said that you could trust Yushi Zhongcheng."

Xiao Shuo said: "Censor Zhongcheng almost broke the pillar of our mansion."

Yun Lang: "..."

"You can trust your grandfather."

Xiao Shuo: "To this day, my grandfather is still looking forward to the twins he has never met."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo peeled off the candy wrapper, and said slowly, "You can trust Scar—"

"Okay, okay." The major general became angry, "I don't believe it!"

Yun Lang's old account was overturned, but he couldn't deny it, so he walked around angrily: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it! I only believe you! No one will believe it!"

Xiao Shuo's original intention was to remind some Yunlang, lest the major general's open mouth is too clever, and the capital will cooperate with him as soon as he trusts the capital here and something goes wrong.He never expected that General Yun would remember to lift him out alone at this time. Hearing this sentence, he couldn't help being startled, and his movements paused.

"Major General, Vanguard Officer."

The guards outside the tent went in without knowing, worried that the two of them would be awkward, so they boldly reported in a low voice: "Captain Qingche said that Yao Nong has found..."

"Understood." Xiao Shuo said, "I'll go later."

The guards responded, and ran back to report.

Xiao Shuo withdrew his mind, still squeezed the piece of candy, and looked at Yun Lang.

Yun Lang didn't know it yet, and angrily poked at the vanguard officer: "Can you believe it?"

Xiao Shuo whispered: "Yes."

Yun Lang: "Not afraid?"

"Not afraid." Xiao Shuo said, "Yun Lang, trust me."

Yun Lang just got rid of the old account, and he was still angry with him at this time, he was stunned when he heard the words: "Of course I believe you... If you don't believe me, who do you believe?"

Xiao Shuo focused on Yunlang, stretched out his hand to caress the back of his neck, and brought him over.

The two were already one body, Xiao Shuo naturally did not shy away from the so-called consecration.It's just that General Yun's mouth is tougher than his heart, and he can say a lot but can't say it. At this time, a sentence or two that popped out without knowing it is far warmer than the love words in the script.

"I was wrong."

Xiao Shuo embraced Yun Lang with one arm, and said softly, "Young General, you trust me. The more trustworthy you are, the farther I can go."

Yun Lang told him to hug Nuan Rongrong, smoothed his hair after a few strokes, and squinted his eyes comfortably: "Of course, people I trust..."

Xiao Shuo looked at the major general's raised tail again, and pressed the corner of his mouth: "To see Yao Nong?"

"Don't worry, the mountains are poor, and it's rare to have a good meal."

Yunlang's shoulders and neck were rubbed comfortably by the little prince, and his chin rested on his shoulder: "If I go, I will inevitably be cramped... just wait for a stick of incense."

Xiao Shuo remained silent for a moment, palms down, slowly stroking the thin but strong back between the crooks of his arms.

Yun Lang tired just came up, leaned on him and raised his head: "Isn't it appropriate?"

"Very appropriate." Xiao Shuo said, "I was just thinking, the late emperor said that you Huaijin holds Yu, it is really good."

"The first emperor praised people and used any good words."

Yun Lang murmured in a low voice: "I still praised my grand master for spring wind and rain, and I didn't look up, so Lao Gao's ruler is on top of my head..."

Xiao Shuo was speechless, with a smile in his eyes, he bowed his head and kissed Yun Lang.

Major General Yun knows the taste, he is spoiled, and he is very picky: "This kind of fooling..."

Xiao Shuo touched the top of his hair: "A stick of incense?"

Yun Lang was stunned for a moment: "What a stick of hum—"

Xiao Shuo leaned over and kissed Yun Lang.

The war is so tense, the bridal chamber will not be completed, but what should be mended should be mended in batches.

The vanguard officer calculated the time very accurately, carried the major general back to the couch, kissed a stick of incense, and packed the saber and thin armor for Yun Lang with his own hands.

General Yun Shao was coaxed to his heart's content, he warmly took the candy from the vanguard officer's hand, and went out of the tent to meet the invited mountain medicine farmers.

In the northern border of Youyan, Shuozhou City and Yanmen Pass were the first to be taken away.

When Yunlang was young, he followed King Duan to northern Xinjiang, and the first city map he recognized was Shuozhou.At first, it was the Rongdi who robbed Shuozhou during the civil strife in the Central Plains due to the change of dynasties. Later, the Liao people became the climate, and then they were replaced by Xixia.

There are nine frontiers in the world, and Yanmen is the leader.King Duan has advised several times that Yanmen Pass is the key point of the three passes, and Shuozhou City is geographically favorable and dangerous. If Yanmen of Shuozhou can be recaptured and the natural moat of the ancient Great Wall can be rebuilt, Yanyun can be stabilized and Beidi can be flattened.

King Duan didn't have time, and Yun Lang almost threw his life in the northern border five years ago, but he didn't make it in time.

In the tent of the Chinese army, a few veteran Yao farmers from Shuozhou city had just had a hearty meal, accompanied by Bai Yuan and Xiao Bailing to talk.

They were all refugees who fled from the city of Shuozhou when the city was destroyed.Over the years, the tribes in northern Xinjiang have changed one after another, with different languages ​​and clothes, but they are the same grassland nomads. They don't know how to guard the city and don't know how to farm. The barren land is abandoned and ignored, but the people of the Central Plains are not allowed to come back to cultivate.

"These people can use herbal medicine, but they don't understand the medicinal properties of medicine, so we are allowed to use this to make a living."

The oldest medicine farmer said in a low voice: "We have been clearing up wasteland in the mountains these years, and we have tried our best to clear up a few pieces of land. We exchanged the herbs for copper coins, cloth and pottery, and prey from the mountains. can live."

"In recent years, there are fewer herbs, and we have turned to shooting and hunting more. There is a Rongdi tribe who learned farming from us, but it is too foolish to teach."

The middle-aged Yao Nong said: "It's a good land, for some reason, in their hands, they can only grow grass for horses to chew on."

"It's because there are fewer herbs... It's our heart."

Another drug farmer sighed heavily: "We have been fighting all these years, and we have discussed that no matter what we can't give herbs to wolf cubs. But in the end, there is still something we can't make it through, and we can only give some defective products, but I still feel sorry..."

"I am ashamed of you all for not returning to the building."

Bai Yuan said in a low voice: "If I had known about this earlier...these herbs should have been bought by Bu Gui Lou at a high price, and you shouldn't have made it so difficult for you."

Yunzhou is adjacent to Shuozhou. He has been staring at the Shuofang army all these years, but he has never paid attention to these Shuozhou refugees scattered in the mountains and forests.

Even Bailing kept it from him, if Yunlang hadn't mentioned it today, he could hardly remember how many of the herbs that Buguilou collected over the years were dug out one by one from the depths of Yinshan Mountain.

Bai Yuan got up and bowed to the ground: "It's because I failed the king's entrustment and failed to take good care of you elders..."

"Impossible!" The Yaonong hurriedly supported him, "Who knows that not returning to the building is to earn money to support the Shuofang army? If the Shuofang army asks for herbs, it will be too late for nothing! We are fighting with the Shuofang army for military pay. Isn't it a waste of money?" Want to rot your palms?"

The middle-aged Yao Nong touched Bailing's head, nodded and said, "That's right, we told Xiao Bailing not to tell Mr. ... We can take anyone's money, no money, big guy!" You can live tight, but you can't touch a cent of Shuofang Army's money."

Bai Yuan's heart was hot and sore, he smiled wryly and said: "Shuofang Jun... I am also ashamed of you."

"Shuofang Army deserves it."

The oldest Yao Nong waved his hand: "The young general Yun in white robe and silver armor, who was invincible in all battles, went into Yinshan Mountain personally with injuries, and told us that he would take us back to the Central Plains, but we were reluctant."

"This battle was aggrieved, and I was also aggrieved when I went to the Central Plains."

The elder Yao Nong gripped his pipe tightly, and said in a low voice: "Such a good prince, such a good little general, who came back from the war after narrowly dying in battle, how could he be murdered by a traitor? We don't understand, but people say, It was because they insisted on bringing our place back that they were found out and charged with crimes."

"We lived in the mountains by ourselves, we were able to guard our home, and we secretly built a Loyalty Shrine for the prince and the little general."

Yao Nong on the side said: "Shuofang army fought for us, and they are still suffering from climbing ice and lying in the snow all these years. It's good for us, clapping and throwing them all away, and go back to the place where we killed the hero to enjoy the blessings? What's the life like? No matter how good it is, can you live on?"

"The little general went into the mountain alone that day to bid farewell to us, we can see that."

The elder Yao Nong put down his cigarette pouch and looked at Bai Yuan: "Shuofang's army is suffering, we know. Everyone is born with parents, wives and children. We don't want you to die again just to win the city of Shuozhou... If you don't Take that snow bow, we won't come out yet."

"No more fights, listen to us, no more fights."

The elder Yao Nong took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and said in a hoarse voice: "We can live on, we won't go home, life in the mountains is also very good...Shuofang Army can't die anymore."

"We just met Xue Gong today, and we want to pay homage to Little General Yun."

The middle-aged Yao Nong suppressed the blood in his eyes, tried his best to calm down, and smiled: "That is the most heroic young man we have ever seen, the first time we saw a young man from Bianliang, so he looks exactly like him... When we saw him, we thought, that capital city must be good too.”

"The capital city is very good, and the Central Plains is actually very good. It should be a good place to raise such a good boy."

The middle-aged Yao Nong looked at Bai Ling, and slowly said: "It's only temporarily... sick, and someone will treat it and make it better."

"When it gets better, I think our son-in-law can go and have a look."

Yao Nong on the side grinned and smiled: "Children have shallow hearts, they don't remember as deeply as we do, and they won't take a place that is no longer the territory of the Central Plains as their home—"

Bai Yuan shook his head: "Who said Shuozhou City is no longer the territory of the Central Plains?"

The drug farmers were startled, and they all raised their heads.

"Bai Ling." Bai Yuan turned his head sideways, "Shuofang military map, what is the territory of the northern border?"

"21!"

Xiaobailing stood upright and said loudly: "Walk along Jitan Youshun Zhuobian, see Confucianism Guiwu Xinweihuan, go to Yanmen Pass to the east is Pingxing Pass, pass Bauhinia and fall down on Youyan, and to the west there is Ningwu Piantou Station. To the Yellow River. In the middle of the cloud at the corner of Yinghuan, before Shuozhou closed the frontiers, Chenjiagu buried the hero's tomb, the golden sand was stained with blood, seven thousand generals died in the battle at Feihukou, and the heroic souls are immortal. Yingyue guards the pass mountain..."

The clear and crisp child's voice read word for word, and several Yao farmers sat in the tent, panting gradually.

The national hatred and family hatred that had been discussed earlier and was swallowed raw, caused nursery rhymes to tear open their chests and rushed out uncontrollably.

"The heroic soul is immortal."

Bai Yuan squatted down and said slowly: "Bai Ling, tell your uncles who taught you this song."

"It's General Yun."

Bai Ling was still angry with him, but at this moment he knew it was not time to vent his anger, so he pursed his lips: "Yesterday he asked me to go and taught me to recite this..."

While the young man was talking, several Yao farmers in the camp suddenly raised their heads, with unbelievable gleams in their eyes.

"Yesterday?" The elder Yao Nong couldn't help standing up, "He's still alive...he's back? The Shuofang Army held a banquet, not for the high officials from Beijing, but for him?"

The elder Yao Nong's hands were almost trembling, he held the tobacco rod, and said in a low voice: "The sky has eyes, the sky has eyes..."

"He returned with the former king's child."

Bai Yuan smiled, and said warmly: "The two of them...are treating the disease in that supposedly good place. Only after recovering Shuozhou City, can we rest assured that we can goug out the affected area."

"Shuozhou City must be brought back."

Bai Yuan stood up, leaned over and bowed: "I would like to invite you—"

"What please?"

The middle-aged Yao Nong held his hand tightly, his eyes were frighteningly bright: "If we want to capture Shuofang City, we will be the vanguard!"

The middle-aged Yao Nong couldn't wait, pulled him, turned around and walked out: "Hurry up, let's meet—"

His words stopped suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the opening of the tent, his lips trembled, and he didn't say a word.

Yun Lang stood in the tent under the moonlight, with a bright smile in his eyes.

Silver armor with a horizontal knife, clasping hands and fists.