major general

Daliao surrendered, and Chunwei was directly assassinated under the gun.

The palace was lively, everyone thought that the country was about to be destroyed, and there was a lot of noise everywhere.

Shan Rong took over the throne, and within two days, he regained control of the entire government in his own hands.He marched in person and contained the army of the Southern Dynasties outside the city.

The wind and snow continued, and people couldn't see it clearly.

Shan Rong is quite tall, with his hair tied behind his head, exposing his smooth forehead.He stood on the city wall and looked at the orderly Southern Dynasty army outside.

The general at the side said in a low voice, "The man in white is the general who killed Chunwei."

Shan Rong looked from afar, and saw that the man's hair was tied up high and he was not wearing a helmet.His hair was tied up with jade hairpins, and his face was handsome and sunny. If it weren't for the bloodstains on the silver gun he was holding, few people would think that he was the major general who killed without blood——Wen Le.

Da Mao Mao was so restless that he kept stepping on the ground with his horse's hoof.

Wen Le patted its neck, tried to comfort it, and said loudly: "The Major General of the Zhen Guo Mansion, Wen Le, would like to invite Shan Yu Shanrong to talk about it at the Luoshan Pavilion two miles away. He will not bring soldiers and horses, but only talk about the war."

The general next to Shan Rong frowned fiercely, and said: "Where did this yellow-mouthed kid come from, so arrogant."

Shan Rong, who was standing next to him, pursed his lips and said, "See you in three quarters of an hour."

"king!"

"No need to say any more."

Wen Le, who was facing him from afar, smiled, tugged at Da Mao Mao's reins, and retreated half a mile with the soldiers and horses.

Luoshan Pavilion is a pavilion established a long time ago. In the Southern Dynasties, a princess and her relatives went to Liao Dynasty and suffered a lot along the way.When I went to the Luoshan Pavilion, I saw the yellow sand all over the sky, and the setting sun turned the mountain into a dim yellow color. It is a building in the style of the Southern Dynasties.

A hundred years have passed since Luoshan Pavilion, and many people have forgotten its origin.

Bun Le stepped into the pavilion and sat there, looking at the snow in the distance.

The snow has already hidden all the footprints on the road, and I can't see anything, only the smoke rising from the farthest distance. I don't know which hunter is still out hunting in the severe winter to subsidize the family.

Perhaps it was for the gentle wife at home and the baby who was waiting to be fed.

There was a dull pain in the knee, Wen Le stretched out his hand and tapped it, feeling that he was exactly the same as when the old lady at home suffered from old rheumatism, and retracted his hand restrainedly, folded his arms, touched the arm ring and tapped it repeatedly.

This has become a habit when he thinks about things.

The weather was cold, and it was far away from Jinlin. Falcon didn’t like to run to Jinlin again and again. After delivering letters once or twice, he would quack and stand on the roof to catch birds to eat, but he didn’t fly a mile to Jinlin.

People raise falcons to raise a combat expert, but it is good for him to find an ancestor for himself.

The wind made people startled, and the sound of horseshoes came from afar.

Si Zhu and Luo Sang stood alone, holding the handle of the knife with their hands.Wen Le only brought the two of them on this trip, if the Xiongnu came around and brought thousands of people, I'm afraid the three of them would die in this Luoshan Pavilion.

Wen Le closed his eyes and listened for a moment, and said, "It's okay, just like us, just brought two people."

Si Zhu put away the knife first, saw Luosang frowning, reached out to pat him, and said, "Don't worry, trust the major general."

Luosang pursed his lips, finally put away the knife, looked at the person, and said with a snort, "I don't believe in thieves."

Shan Rong, known as the thief, paused, lifted his clothes, and sat down in front of Wen Le.

Wen Le rubbed his red nose, didn't say much, took out a piece of letter paper from his waist, handed it to Shan Rong, and said: "General Asi had peace talks with the Southern Dynasties that day, and when he returned to the border with the peace talks, Liao then Unilaterally tearing up the peace treaty and forcing entry into the country have resulted in the current situation, and no one should be blamed on Nanchao's self-defense."

Shan Rong didn't know the characters of the Southern Dynasty, so the people beside him translated them softly for him.

Wen Le listened with pricked ears, interrupted one sentence, and added in Xiongnu dialect: "It's not that you can't enter the country, but that you can't take half a step into the Southern Dynasty when you are in power."

"A Si represents the Great Chanyu. Now that the Great Chanyu has been killed by Chunwei, he is the third one here. Does Liao have to abide by this peace agreement?" Shan Rong grabbed Wen at once. The loophole in the joke, said.

Wen Le sneered like Lausanne, and said, "I think Shanyu misunderstood me. This peace talk book is just for me to explain that the Southern Dynasty and Liao Dynasty had a willingness to talk about peace, and it is not for you to abide by it. The people on both sides are exhausted. , the war is tight, the generals have worked hard, and it is time to take a break. This peace agreement is a model, and if there is one, there will be a second one. Now that you have succeeded to the throne, it is better to sign a peace agreement with us in the Southern Dynasty like the Great Shan Yu book, agreeing not to step into each other's territory, so as to recuperate."

Shan Rong frowned and said, "What if we don't agree?"

"Asi is not dead." Wen Le said softly, handing an eagle feather to Shanrong, and said, "Asi was hunted down by Chunwei that day and was seriously injured. After he fled to the Southern Dynasty, he was protected by my wife. Put forward the request to let the border town government help you to take the position, at the price of the peace agreement."

Shan Rong exchanged a glance with the two people behind him, helping them feel it naturally.

Chunwei fought with General Zhen Guo and Wen Yue in front, losing three cities in a row.In the rear, he worked hard to plan for the top position, and all the generals and officials who were loyal to Chunwei died for various reasons. Arrived at Shan Yu's position.

Shan Rong gave Wen Le a puzzled look, and said, "If the troops of the Southern Dynasty were to be used, it would be possible to destroy the Liao Dynasty, so why bring up peace talks?"

Wen Le chuckled and said: "The people are well-being and the country is stable, that is the avenue that the Southern Dynasties pursued."

"The Great Way." Shan Rong read these two words in a hurry, raised his eyes to look at the man in front of him, and said, "The people are healthy and the country is stable. Shan Rong is willing to sign a peace agreement with the Southern Dynasty. When Shan Rong was in power, Liao I will never step into the Southern Dynasty."

Wen Le nodded, and said: "Your Majesty, please don't forget about trade. Daliao's horse silk can be called an inch or two inches of gold in the Southern Dynasties."

The name changed at once. Shan Rong was grateful for Wen Le's consideration of the situation and called for someone to write a peace agreement immediately. At the Luoshan Pavilion, he and Wen Le both signed an agreement. Since then, there has been no gap between Liao and Southern Dynasties.

Back at the border, Wenle called for hot water and took a comfortable bath.

He has been soaking the border these days, and his whole body has become very stiff.There was a story book in the small bundle, and there were some ointment utensils beside it. Wen Le took a glance at it from afar and got angry.

These items were secretly hidden in the baggage when Fu Xiaoyu sent him to the border.

It is said that he is far away at the border, and he is afraid that there will be no one around him to serve him, so he specially found utensils that are very similar to his wife's things to comfort him.

Wen Le got angry when he saw that utensil, don't turn his head and refuse to look at it again.

That charming Fu Xiaoyu is really far away in Jinlin, and she can always attract her husband's attention. I don't know how the Fu family taught their children to give birth to such a charming person.

Wen Le soaked until his bones became soft, got up and changed his clothes, and sat at the table with wet hair to eat.

Finally, the small kitchen stopped devoting itself to making pancakes and noodles. I found a bag of rice, steamed it, and covered it with lamb and thick shallots.The lamb meat has no smell of mutton, and the fragrant mutton oil soaks the rice noodles very oily. With the crispy shallots, Wenle can eat two such small casseroles in a row.

Sizhu and Luosang reported something, they knocked on the door and came in.

Luosang followed behind Sizhu, seeing Wen Le with his collar open, with a contented smile on his handsome face, his hair was still dripping, and a large part of his clothes were wet, Luosang didn't dare to look carefully, touch After touching his nose, he retreated outside the screen.

An earth dragon grew outside the screen, and it was very hot. The boys hadn't had time to move out the tub of hot water.

Lausanne yawned and looked around, and saw the notebook on the table at a glance.He had never seen Jin Lin's book in his life, and he told some weird stories, so he leaned on the table with his legs curled up, and flipped through the book.

Luosang's face turned from black to white, then from white to red, as if seeing some hot potato, he threw the book on the table.When he threw it, he knocked over the equipment next to him, hurriedly put it back to the distance, only to find that it was an object very similar to the man's lower body.

"Zu Jun can go back to Jinlin?" Wen Le said with wide-eyed surprise.

Sizhu said in a high voice, "No way! The imperial decree just arrived today, General Zhen Guo asked me to call you, pack up and return to Jinlin tomorrow!"

Bunraku stood up, ignored his wet hair, and walked a few steps in place.

He was talking with Sizhu when there was a crackling sound outside. When he opened the window, he saw Luosang running out in a hurry, with hands and feet, not in a good shape.

Wen Le glanced at his back in confusion, and asked, "What's wrong with Lausanne?"

Sizhu didn't know, so he squinted his eyes and said, "Have a fever? I saw his ears were so red that they were about to bleed."

"How much you care about him. There are many people in the army suffering from wind and cold these days. The military doctors have soups and medicines to prevent wind and cold. Before and after meals, they all drink a bowl with them."

"I know, sir."

Naturally, Jin Lin also knew the news that Bianguan Zhenguo General was about to return to the court, and the happiest thing was the Zhenguo Mansion.

Zilin called the housekeeper and tidied up the entire mansion from head to toe, including flowers, plants and trees, pruning and purchasing.

Fu Xiaoyu felt a little relieved when she saw the wholehearted state of the people in the mansion. Thinking of the little husband who was on the way back, she always felt that the weather was very good today, and even the wind that made people unable to walk was more comfortable.

"Master, it's time to go to court." Ma Cheng said.

Fu Xiaoyu looked at the sky, took a deep breath, and said, "Let's go."

The sedan chair wrapped in four lotus leaves wobbled towards the palace.

And outside the city, a carriage was parked by the side of the road, and the driver of the carriage came down, handed the ultimatum in his arms to one of them, and said, "Master Jijiu asked me to tell you that this trip is remote, please Have a safe trip."

Asi opened the curtain, accepted the ultimatum, and said, "Thank you, Lord Jijiu, for your concern."

Yang Qing smiled and said: "Yang Qing also wishes Mr. Asi smooth sailing, go early, the journey is long, don't stop."

Asi took a deep breath and nodded to Yang Qing.

The cold in Jinlin is always wet, and the rain and snow can soak the thick fleece boots.

And in the vast grassland of the border, the snowflakes blowing in the wind can take away all the filth.

He has stayed in the southern dynasty for too long, thinking about the snow, grasslands and the continuous Gesang flowers that can bloom the whole land.

The author says:

Fu Bulling: There is no me at the border, but there are legends about me everywhere. (The setting of the saving time is wrong, I apologize to everyone.