The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

After this birthday, and seeing that Mu Qiu's body was almost recovered, Song Zichen finally sent an order to withdraw the troops back to the camp, and turned back to the capital.

The distance from the frontier to the capital was already far away, and with the fact that everyone was under the pressure of foreign enemies when they came, the journey back was leisurely and leisurely, and it took half a month longer than when they went there.As the first army to return from a big victory in this dynasty, when they returned to Beijing, the team was also treated with unprecedented enthusiasm. Song Zichen was not used to it for a while.

"Your Highness doesn't need to deliberately put on any posture when you go back, but you don't need to deliberately be reserved. Now Your Highness is young and energetic. If you return from victory, you will not have any arrogance. On the contrary, it will make people feel that the city is too deep."

Mu Qiu adjusted the cloak for Song Zichen, got on the horse together with him, lowered his voice and patiently said as he walked forward: "If you see the third prince, you don't have to force yourself to do anything, you can react however you want. Yes. The rumors of the incident along the way have probably already spread back to the capital, and even if His Highness doesn’t say it himself, others can clearly see it.”

"okay, I get it."

Song Zichen pondered for a while, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, then nodded seriously.But Mu Qiu didn't say any more, just pulled the reins twice, told Bei Ming to keep up with Song Zichen's black horse, and then laughed softly: "Your Highness won a big battle, and he didn't come back to be bullied. Don't act like you're suffering..."

"Where is my bitterness and hatred? It's not that you have explained too much. I feel so nervous just thinking about it."

Song Zichen shook his head, dumbfounded, raised his hand and patted his cheek, then stood up and smiled with vigor, "Okay, no matter how much—anyway, stretching the head out and shrinking the head is also a knife, at least I won a big victory Well, I'm not afraid that my father will punish me again..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard cheers from the front.

"Your Highness, look—"

Mu Qiu raised his horsewhip and pointed forward, the army flags were in order, and the soldiers lined up to greet each other, all of them had joyful and friendly smiles on their faces, although the officials had different eyes and different thoughts, they all had one face Joyful, they stepped forward to congratulate each other, it was such a high-spirited scene, if ordinary teenagers came to this place, I'm afraid that they would really be dazzled by this prestige and get carried away for a while.

It's just that these scenes are not unfamiliar to Song Zichen.Although he didn't have such a happy and glorious victory in his previous life, the arduous and fierce battle made the pressure on the country and the shake of the people's hearts obviously deeper, so when he finally won this battle with gritted teeth, the joy of the people was overwhelming. No less than today.At that time, he was also immersed in the cheers and congratulations, and he really thought he was some kind of military god. From then on, he became more obsessed with military affairs, and thus was completely emptied by Song Zixuan step by step, and finally left the palace with nothing but an empty shell.

Suppressing the complex memories in his heart, Song Zixuan reined in the horse, suddenly took the long knife from the soldier's hand, and roared angrily.However, the soldiers of the whole army also raised their weapons and roared loudly. The mighty roar shook the sky, making people's hearts tremble.

Song Zichen's expression was still calm, he didn't see any complacency or joy, but he also didn't see any sadness, resentment or resentment.He just walked through the welcoming teams all the way, rolled his saddle off his horse when he reached the gate of the palace, strode up to the emperor who came to reward the army himself, and threw himself on the ground firmly with his cloak on: "Father, my son is finally back!" gone."

When the heavy armor knocked on the ground, there was a bang, which caused everyone's hearts to tremble slightly.The emperor took a step forward, leaned over to lift him up with both hands, and looked at his son who had gone out to fight and lost a lot of weight, but his eyes also flashed faintly: "My good boy, you have worked hard all this way!" gone."

"Protecting the family and defending the country is the mission of my son. I don't think it's hard, but I feel that this battle was fought extremely happily."

Song Zichen shook his head, and answered loudly.Regardless of the expressions of the people around him, he straightened his body and continued: "I have been marching all the way, encountered heavy snow, and encountered a surprise attack by the Huns and Tartars, and my heart is full of anger—this battle is about to start. Before, someone from the Huns begged for mercy, saying that they would let them go, and they were willing to retreat. But Erchen thought, since they dared to come this time, if they didn’t hurt them thoroughly, then next time, they will go down again. Once, they still dared to come! So only once hurt them, scared them, and never dared to provoke us again, so we can live a peaceful life——so Erchen didn’t agree to anything, after a big battle , The Xiongnu lost more than [-] people, burned the camp overnight and lost, this is the answer that the son and minister can give to the father and the court in this battle."

"Okay - okay, I have the arrogance of a great country in the Central Plains!"

Although the emperor was over half a hundred years old and had gray temples, he was still agitated by what he said. He laughed loudly and patted the son on the shoulder vigorously.

"When I sent you out, some of the ministers in the court thought you were young, and some said you had never fought a war, but I ignored their words. Because I know that even if my son is really as they say, , young and inexperienced, but with such a ruthless and desperate posture that no one else has. The war with the Xiongnu is not our internal counter-insurgency. Big wolf cubs, if we don’t hurt them, we will never let them know how powerful we are.”

All the officials immediately bowed down and shouted long live, but the emperor ignored him. He just smiled and patted him on the shoulder before taking a step forward, leaning over and helping Mu Qiu, who was kneeling behind Song Zichen, with one hand: "Qiu Son, I have to thank you this time too. I will never forget any of your credit and hard work."

"Resisting foreign aggression is the duty of our subjects, and protecting His Highness is also the duty of ministers, so I dare not say credit, but I am doing my duty faithfully."

Mu Qiu didn't want to get up, but felt that the hand that was supporting his arm suddenly increased strength, so he had to stand up with the momentum, and responded respectfully.

The emperor didn't answer immediately, but just looked at him quietly, and was called out three or four times by the eunuch beside him, then seemed to react suddenly, shook his head and smiled helplessly: "I'm old, I'm old. You can't even focus on such a time... Okay, let's not talk about it. You two are good boys, follow me back to the palace later, I have something to tell you."

Before Song Zichen could react, Mu Qiu had already responded, pulling Song Zichen to stand behind the emperor in an orderly manner.According to the usual practice, the emperor encouraged the officers and soldiers, and after giving rewards, he ordered the cancellation of the curfew for three days to have fun with the people, and then ordered all the officials to return to the mansion, and led the two of them to the palace.

Even before entering the palace to beg his father to bring his son, he was always business-like and indifferent. Song Zichen had never been treated so nicely by his father.Walking all the way down, he couldn't help being flattered, tugged at Mu Qiu's sleeve, gave him a frightened look, and saw that man couldn't help but chuckled, and shook his head helplessly.

Seeing that he was silent, Song Zichen felt that he was confused, and was about to hold him back and ask in a low voice, when the emperor turned around with his hands behind his back as if he had eyes behind his back: "What are you two muttering there— Can't help but get tired of it for a while?"

Song Zichen didn't expect his father to say such words, his face turned red for a moment, he hesitated and lowered his head, and coughed twice guiltily: "Father, father..."

"Your Majesty, don't scare His Highness—Your Highness is already afraid of you. If you scare him like this again, he may not even be able to walk."

Mu Qiu smiled and spoke warmly, and then protected Song Zichen behind him.The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the two of them for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, shook his head and sighed softly: "Forget it, it's really my fault, I shouldn't keep ignoring you - but who told you to be disobedient? You have such a stubborn temper, but you are right-minded, and you refuse to give in when you are wronged, how do you want me to treat you?"

Song Zichen pursed his lips, lowered his head and said unwillingly, "Royal father, Mu Qiu is still here—I have sons, so you can't give my son face..."

"Your son can eat and sleep, and doesn't cry much, which is much more worry-free than you."

The emperor flicked his sleeves and chuckled, led the two of them into the study, and nodded towards them again: "Okay, don't be restrained, find a place to sit down by yourself——Qiu'er, have your injuries healed yet?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern—this minister's injury has long since healed, but I still need to take care of it for a while, and I'm afraid I won't be able to do it for a while."

Mu Qiu got up to answer, and the emperor beckoned to him, looked him up and down carefully, pressed his shoulder again, and then sighed softly: "I know you have been in poor health since you were a child, this time I call you Going to war with Lao Qi, the original intention is to let you exercise and make some contributions, but who knows that you have suffered so much for nothing..."

"The emperor's words are serious. With His Highness advancing and retreating together, I don't feel bitter at all."

Mu Qiu smiled slightly and shook his head slightly, turned around to meet Song Zichen's gaze, and answered slowly and earnestly.

The emperor seemed to be suddenly reminded of something by him, and a look of astonishment and pain suddenly flashed in his eyes. He was stunned for a long time, and then he smiled wryly and sighed very softly: "Well said—as expected of his son... "

The eyes of the old king seemed to have taken some color, but in a blink of an eye he had recovered his usual calm majesty. Looking at the thin young man in front of him, he nodded slightly and said, "You are a good boy—I know it all, I know it. I won't treat you badly..."