Married to a nemesis

"Your Majesty, there is news from the border that Mr. Pei is..." The eunuch who came to report the news raised his eyes to inquire about Emperor Zhou's expression, saw the displeased Longyan, then lowered his eyes, and his voice was as low as Mosquitoes.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Emperor Zhou stopped, and his gaze followed his steps to stop in front of the East Palace.

The snow in the north was still loosely drifting, and the trees in front of the East Palace were covered with several layers of thick snow, which was a vast expanse of whiteness, blocking his gaze from looking into the depths of the courtyard outside the East Palace.

"Mr. Pei intentionally released the news, falsely saying that the emperor will attack the Zhao country next. After the news reached the Zhao country, the king of the Zhao country... turned around and asked for peace with Song."

The little eunuch who came to deliver the message raised his head, but he did not see the expected anger from Zhou Huang's face. He felt some doubts in his heart, and before he could ask, he heard Zhou Huang's somewhat satisfied voice.

"I just happened to be worrying about this matter recently, but he helped me a lot."

"The emperor means..."

"..."

"According to the contract signed between Zhao State and Zhou State, it takes two years for the hostages sent by Zhao State to Zhou State to go back once. Not long ago, Zhao State recalled the hostages who stayed in Zhou State under the pretext of the king's serious illness. Everyone." Yuan Ji Nian answered their questions.

He was walking on the street, checking the deployment of the army in the city along the way, and was heading towards the granary, with many people following behind him.

"What does this mean?" Xu Zuobuzi almost caught up with Yuan Jinian, but his arm was grabbed and pulled back.

Ding You shook his head at him, reminding him not to exceed the rules.

Li Zhimao was also beside him, and it was he who mentioned Pei Qian in front of Yuan Ji Nian.

Yuan Ji Nian's face remained unchanged, he did not answer Xu Zuo's words directly, but reminded: "When Zhao Guo summoned people back, it was during the days when our Great Song had already invaded the interior of Great Zhou."

"This means that Zhao Guo never thought of helping Da Zhou. Instead, he kept neutral because he was afraid of being implicated." Ding You explained to Xu Zuo and Li Zhimao who were still confused.

"What about Mr. Pei?" Li Zhimao asked anxiously, looking at Yuan Ji Nian for a while and Ding You for a while, waiting for the two of them to give an answer.

"Of course Da Zhou was dissatisfied with seeing Zhao Guo leave. It's just that he missed a pretext to attack." Yuan Jinian explained briefly, and as soon as Pei Qian was mentioned on his lips, he fell silent again until Xu Zuo When Li Zhimao and Li Zhimao were urging to ask what was going on, Yuan Jinian forcibly controlled his tense expression and had to continue talking.

"Deliberately misleading Zhao Guo and letting Zhao Guo make friends with our Great Song Dynasty. This move seems unintentional, but it is actually a good excuse they found... and Mr. Pei will not be punished by Emperor Zhou, so don't worry."

"Is Mr. Pei really all right?" Li Zhimao asked again uneasily, even though he got an answer, he still felt that it was not that simple.

"It's going to be fine." Yuan Ji Nian repeated it again, but this time it seemed to calm his restless heart, the affirmation in his tone only increased, "He's going to be fine, don't worry anymore."

After hearing his answer, the people behind all let out a long breath, and their unattractive expressions lost a little dignity.

The group of people crossed another street and walked forward. The others walked more briskly, only Yuan Ji Nian slowed down, the cold wind pierced into his ears one after another, and the snow slowly flew from the sky down.

His footsteps seem to be getting heavier and heavier, and every step he takes can remind him of a lot, the most is the fleeting smile, like a flash in the pan, leaving a moment of youth in front of his eyes, and turning into smoke in an instant, making him He couldn't catch it even if he wanted to.

Except for him, no one else knew about Pei Qian's life experience, and naturally they would not have thought that if Da Zhou failed to defeat Zhao Guo, the only person who would be pushed out by Da Zhou as a shield in the end would be Pei Qian.

Pei Qian chose to oppose him, so he could understand that the person he was most worried about now was still Pei Qian.

A person is in such an isolated and helpless situation, there are not many choices left for him, either choose his family, or...

Yuan Ji Nian never thought of another possibility.Pei Qian could only choose his family members, and chose to bring Da Zhou's armor to meet him on the battlefield.

And what could he do for Pei Qian?

Probably can't do anything.

After all, he was born as the prince of Song Dynasty, and he must not back down on matters on the battlefield.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?" Li Zhimao looked back at him, at first he was not used to seeing the little mole under his eyes, but after so long, he has gradually calmed down.

Yuan Jinian raised his fingers to brush away the snow particles on the skirt of his clothes, took out the letter from his bosom that was stained with his chest temperature, opened the envelope, glanced at the wild words on it, and handed the letter to Li Zhimao.

"The other party sent a letter saying that a month later, there will be a battle outside the city gate."

Then there was another silence, just when Yuan Ji Nian was about to turn around and ask them what they thought, Li Zhimao grabbed the letter paper and raised his head.

Yuan Ji Nian was thinking about whether he had any countermeasures, but he only heard that humbling voice:

"Is this written by Mr. Pei?"

The expression on Yuan Ji Nian's face cracked a little: "..." Could it be that you still want to keep it?

Li Zhimao was slightly delighted, and repeatedly touched the two small characters "Jiuyu" left at the end with his fingers, and put it in his arms without any explanation.

Yuan Ji Nian only knew that he didn't want anything about Pei Qian to fall into the hands of others.When Li Zhimao put the letter into his arms, he decisively reached out and grabbed the other corner of the letter.

He looked at Li Zhimao with deep eyes, without saying a word, he just looked at Li Zhimao like this.

Li Zhimao only glanced at his dark eyes, then unconsciously withdrew his hand and let go of the letter, as if facing a bottomless abyss before his eyes, making people afraid to take a step.

After Yuan Ji Nian took back the letter, he shook again, folded the letter again, and stuffed it back into his lapel.

Li Zhimao also coughed in embarrassment.

"What do you all think?" Yuan Ji Nian turned around, walked in front, and asked the opinions of the others behind.

"Besides fighting, what else can we do." Xu Zuo said.

Li Zhimao was a little hesitant, pinching his own little thoughts: "I'm afraid it's inappropriate to fight rashly."

Ding You said: "The old minister is willing to follow His Highness's thoughts."

What he thought of, of course, was to fight.This battle will happen sooner or later.When they met Pei Qian again, it would only be on the battlefield where they were fighting, and the people around them would only be dripping with blood.

"Yeah." Yuan Ji Nian nodded, and after walking for a long time, he finally arrived at the government office where grain was stored. He stepped over the threshold and walked in, and a person greeted him face to face, and he respectfully saluted: "Your Highness."

Yuan Ji Nian didn't stop, and walked straight in: "Take me to see the grain depot."

The people who greeted him didn't dare to neglect, they bowed their waists and hurriedly led the way.

After the closed door of the grain depot was opened, Yuan Ji Nian frowned and knocked on his chin, reckoning that the remaining grain could last for a few more days.

Their military rations were running out, and the sum of the odds and ends plus what they had begged from the people could only last them for more than 20 days at most.

Yuan Ji Nian closed his eyes: "Now we have to fight with our backs."

"There is only such a small amount of reserve rations left. If the two sides fight, the chances of winning will not be high. Is Your Highness still going to attack?" Ding You looked at his back.

Yuan Ji Nian had already walked outside, and the worry between his brows became more and more intense, almost staining his eyes.

The snow outside was also getting heavier, and a thin layer of snow powder piled up on the ground, and a few messy footprints made the snow look even blacker.

"Where's that painting?" Yuan Jinian stood still outside, waiting for Li Zhimao to follow him, especially leaning towards the side he was standing on.

"Which painting is it His Highness said?" Li Zhimao didn't understand the specific meaning of his words, so he asked more clearly.

"There's that painting by Mr. Pei."

Li Zhimao: "Which one does Your Highness want?"

Yuan Jinian turned around, let the waiters around him put on thick and warm royal blue robes, and asked Li Zhimao: "Do you have many?"

Li Zhimao looked at the gazes of other people around him: "Actually, not many."

"When I get back, I'll put them all in my account." Yuan Ji Nian said bluntly, and seeing that Li Zhimao was quite reluctant and seemed to be begging for mercy, he said, "Since you are an enemy, don't give up. It should be remembered."

After Li Zhimao turned around, he secretly curled his lips to express his dissatisfaction, while Xu Zuo and others smiled gloatingly.

When he came to his side, Xu Zuo deliberately stopped and whispered in his ear: "General Li's treasure can't be hidden."

Li Zhimao's face was dark, perhaps he was stimulated by this sentence, and he buried his head in displeasure all the way, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he shouldn't just give away all the paintings he had saved so hard to others.

If it was placed with Prince Zhou, it might be burned by him.

Suddenly an idea came up and made him wake up.

Burn it... It's very unlikely, he felt that most of Yuan Ji Nian's collection of these paintings was because he wanted to keep them for his own collection.

Li Zhimao felt more and more that what he thought must be right, so he quickly caught up with Yuan Jinian and the others. Before Yuan Jinian turned around and oppressed him with his eyes, Li Zhimao asked preemptively: "Your Highness also likes Mr. Pei, accept it?" I should keep my paintings for myself to see."

Yuan Jinian stopped in his tracks, his throat choked, he turned back and gave him a sideways glance with an indifferent expression, and explained very seriously: "That's just an illusion made to hide his identity."

Hearing his words, Xu Zuo glanced at Li Zhimao next to him, and said for Li Zhimao: "But we all feel that His Highness can't bear to meet him in battle."

"How is it possible?" Yuan Ji Nian couldn't help raising his voice to cover up other emotions that were revealed after Yuan Ji Nian realized, as if someone had exposed an ulterior secret.

Afraid that his words would not be believed, he added another sentence: "It's about my Da Song's survival, no matter who it is, as long as it is not good for Da Song, I will kill it. There is no such thing as pity on the battlefield."

Feeling that his tone was firm enough, Yuan Ji Nian left first, but hoped that those people would stop following him to bother him.

"How could I be worried about him?" The snow fell on him one by one, and soon fell on one end, but Yuan Jinian didn't realize it, and couldn't help but said to himself over and over again as he walked.

The three people in the back looked at the back of the faraway figure that they couldn't catch up with, and fell silent again.

After shaking all over in the wind and snow, I finally arrived at the house.While taking off his heavy robe that was wet with snow, Yuan Jinian listened to the person holding a pile of scrolls at the door say:

"Your Highness, this is a painting sent by a villain sent by General Li."

Yuan Ji Nian lowered his head and tied the jade belt, pointed to the small round table next to him: "Let's put it there."

"The villain looks at such a small place and is afraid... I am afraid that it is not enough."

"Not enough?" Yuan Ji Nian raised his eyebrows, raised his eyelids lazily and glanced at the dozens of scrolls in his arms, his eyes were filled with irritability, he wanted to ask Li Zhimao to ask him impulse.

The person holding the painting thought that Yuan Ji Nian had a problem with him, so with a shake of his hand, several scrolls of painting fell down and unfolded slowly on the ground.

The person on the picture scroll is smiling, with a smile in his eyes, holding a medicine bowl as if he is giving medicine to others, and there is a little white cat curled up at his feet.

In the other painting, Pei Qian rested her head on the armrest of the soft chair, resting her elbows on the armrest of the soft chair, taking a comfortable nap with her eyes closed.

Yuan Ji Nian picked up the two paintings, carefully brushed away the invisible dust with his sleeve, and carefully looked at the figures on them, and Pei Qian smiled at himself again, as if the people in the paintings were also smiling at him. Laugh yourself.

"Your Highness?" The waiter saw the corners of his mouth curled up, and the goosebumps trembled all over his body again.

What a nice person, who was still angry just now, suddenly laughed.

Hearing someone calling him, Yuan Ji Nian closed his smile and put on an unapproachable and cold expression: "There is a small bookshelf at the back, put it on it."

"Yes." He beckoned to the people behind, "Come in quickly, Your Highness ordered us to put the paintings on the bookshelf behind."

Yuan Ji Nian:?

He hadn't figured out what he was doing until he saw the people rushing in behind each holding a thick stack of paintings in their arms, and the anger he had just suppressed rushed up again.

At that moment, everyone outside the house heard a voice resounding through the inner courtyard:

"Why are there so many paintings!! Call General Li over here!"

As soon as Yuan Ji Nian's words fell, Li Zhimao hurried over as if he had heard a call: "Your Highness, something happened again!"

Seeing his sweating profusely, he should have something serious to do, Yuan Ji Nian could only suppress his dissatisfaction temporarily: "What's the matter?"

"Five more corpses appeared at the foot of the city gate."

"Go and have a look." Yuan Ji Nian frowned, and walked out before he had even finished his clothes.

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Dozens of miles outside the city of Dazhou, a large army stood densely in a square formation, each with a sharp gun and sharp blade in his hand, shouting aggressively:

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Pei Qian was also wearing a snow-white plush cloak, as if blending into the snowy sky. His face was flushed red from the cold, his lips were pale in color, and his body stood up straight as if fighting against the ruthless winter.

"Be sure to kill the enemy leader, and then further capture the city, only win, not lose."

All the generals raised their weapons and echoed in unison: "Good!"

"Continue to train, and after a month, victory or defeat will depend on one action."

The army gradually dispersed, and a few people gathered together, glanced at Pei Qian, raised four fingers, and said to his companions: "This day, Mr. Pei has said the word "kill" 40 times. gone."

The companion corrected: "It's No.40 eight times."

"I don't know what the leader of the other party did to Mr. Pei. Among other things, he is called out to kill him every time."

"What are you talking about? Hurry up and train." Seeing that they were talking together and hadn't started training yet, Pei Qian urged.

Several people nodded hastily and continued their training: "Yes."

"This is not right, use more strength." Some people didn't practice their movements properly, so Pei Qian gave some pointers.

"Mr. Pei, the other party replied with a letter."

Pei Qian was watching everyone's movements when a soldier suddenly ran up in front of him, holding a letter to him.

Some snow fell on the letter, and the snow wet the letter paper, making the letter a little heavy.

Pei Qian took the letter. The corner of the letter was a little dirty, probably in the shape of a cat's paw print.

He also knew where the letter came from.After hesitating, Pei Qian took it apart.

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