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Heavy snow, hurricane.

On the arena surrounded by tens of thousands of people, Yong Chen and Bai Chi each stood in a corner.

This is already the beginning of the second fight.

Bai Chi stood shirtless, his stout body glistened with oil, and his eyes as big as copper bells gleamed fiercely.

The fight in the previous round had no effect on him.

Yong Chen tried to stand up straight, his face was flushed, his lips were tightly pressed, suddenly he coughed, and a dark red line of blood flowed down the corner of his lips.

Lianxi and the others who were watching the battle were shocked, and afraid of distracting Yong Chen, they didn't dare to shout.

Han Yue, who was sitting in the top position on the ring, sneered. The patience and perseverance of the young prince did exceed his expectations, but they were still too weak.

He shouted: "Call out if you can't hold on anymore, don't risk your life."

Yong Chen wiped away the blood around his mouth with the back of his hand, and said with a smile, "Thank you, General, for your kindness."

A pair of eyes fixed on Bai Chi, but there was no intention of leaving the scene.

With the sound of "Boom", the second game started.

Bai Chi has half barbarian blood, and he can fight wildly. His big hands grabbed Yongchen's waist, lifted him up horizontally, and was about to throw him outside the ring.

Yong Chen was instantly lifted up into the air by him, his face turned pale for a moment, before Bai Chi let go, his knees bent, his feet exerted force, and he was kicking on the side of Bai Chi's face - three minutes further up, it was the temple.

Being kicked in the face this time, the pain was unbearable, Bai Chi went berserk, roared and threw Yong Chen straight up and down on the ring, a pair of fists like copper hammers chased after him, hammering down on him.

Yong Chen was thrown to the ground, feeling that his spine was broken, so he hurriedly rolled away, only to dodge the first time, and catch up from behind, rolling in a mess for a while, every time he rolled, there were dark bloodstains from him The lips overflowed, and the silver armor on the chest was mottled, which was shocking.

He never gave up.

The soldiers watching from below also cheered for Bai Chi at the beginning, but were gradually shocked by the tenacity of the young prince, and there was a scene of thousands of people watching the battle in silence.

Bai Chi went berserk, roaring and constantly smashing his fist down—every time he fell, the ring trembled three times.

If this falls on a person, I'm afraid it will smash the person into a pulp!

Rolling to the edge of the ring, he was about to fall, Yong Chen had nowhere to hide, a carp was about to jump over Bai Chi's head.

However, he is still young and lacks strength compared to Bai Chi, after the previous fights, his movements have been much slower; he was hit by Bai Chi a few times, and was thrown several times, and now there is not a single bone in his body that does not feel pain.

Only halfway through the jump, Bai Chi raised his hands to grab his shoulders again.

He turned his head to point at Bai Chi, and sprayed blood all over his face with a "poof".

Bai Chi yelled, his sight was blocked by the blood, and he couldn't see the front clearly, so he simply raised his arms, let out a loud shout, and threw Yong Chen straight out.

Seeing that the victory and defeat had been decided, everyone sighed.

Han Yue got up and said in a deep voice, "Today..."

After only two words, Yong Chen, who had already been thrown out of the ring, "flyed" back!

It turned out that Yongchen was thrown and flew obliquely, and was grazing the high flagpole. He stretched out his legs with all his strength, hooked the flagpole, swayed around the flagpole, changed direction, and rushed towards the ring again!

During the whole process, his feet never landed on the ground outside the ring.

On the edge of the arena, Bai Chi was standing on the edge raising his arms and shouting, celebrating the victory, when he heard the wind behind him, it was too late to turn around.

With the momentum of falling from a high place, Yong Chen kicked him on the back of the neck, causing Bai Chi to stagger forward two steps.

Bai Chiyuan was standing on the edge, these two steps immediately fell into the ring!

This dramatic change made everyone dazzled.

Most people in the audience saw the scene of Yong Chen being thrown out and then rushing back around the flagpole—this was completely different from the martial arts they usually practiced, it was light but miraculous.

Descended from the sky and lived with Ruixue.

Bai Chi fell under the ring and shouted, "This is a deceit!"

Yong Chen sat cross-legged on the stage, looked down at Bai Chi, and said with a smile, "Soldiers never tire of cheating—didn't General Han tell you that?"

After he finished speaking, he couldn't hold on any longer, so he simply lay down on his back, with his whole body in the shape of "big". Looking up at the heavy snow falling eagerly from the high sky, he felt that the world was silent.

Han Yue looked at the scene on the ring seriously, and said to the lieutenant for a while, "Send him the wound medicine."

After finishing speaking, he walked away quickly with a sullen face.

Yong Chen was carried off the ring, the pain was excruciating, but a warm laziness emerged from his body.

It's like returning to the warm bed in Dunben Hall, looking at the pine and crane shadows in the courtyard, the snow and moon marks, and my heart is peaceful and joyful.

With tears in her eyes, Lianxi untied the blood-stained silver armor for him, only to see that inside was a half-worn silver jacket, because it was still wide on Yongchen's body, and there were light slipknots at the four corners.

This is the old clothes given by Prince Yongzhan before Yongchen left Duzhong.

The military doctor came, chatting rustlingly, checking the pulse and checking the wound.

Yong Chen lay on the couch and said vaguely: "Don't make noise..."

He feels sleepy.

Very sleepy.

She fell asleep for three days, and when she woke up, she saw Lianxi sitting on the bed and weeping.

"Crying for mourning! Grandpa isn't dead yet..." Yong Chen scolded with a smile, his voice was so hoarse that he lost half of his voice.

When Yongchen woke up, not only his people were ecstatic, but Han Yue's staff and deputy generals were also chanting Buddha.

For the past two days, Yongchen was in a coma, but he frightened several of his staff and lieutenants—although General Han was not afraid of trouble, but the emperor's youngest son died as soon as he arrived in northern Xinjiang, which is not an easy thing to explain ah!

So I don't know whether it was the people below who persuaded him, or General Han was busy these few days, anyway, Yong Chen had been recovering from his injuries for a few days, and he didn't see Han Yue.

Fortunately, Yongchen is young, at this age, even if a bone is broken, it can heal within a month or two without any sequelae.

Although the process of recuperation must be painful.

He is familiar with this aspect. After all, he was kicked and broken by Emperor Jinglong in the capital.

After recovering from the injury, it was late spring. Although the northern border was still full of wind and sand, it was warmer after all.

On this day, Han Yue sent someone to invite Yong Chen to his study.

This was the first time Yongchen saw Han Yue since the ring that day.

I heard that a few days ago, Han Yue took people out of Jiangcheng to visit the situation in the farmland.

In Han Yue's study room, the typical general style, the walls are covered with swords and halberds, and only one poem is hung on the wall, which is different.

But I saw that the title of the poem was called "Bastard Poem",

Poetry Cloud:

You told me to do this,

He told me to do that.

What a bunch of bastards,

Fuck you all.

Yong Chen saw it at a glance and almost laughed out loud.

Han Yue looked at him with a cold face, and pushed over a volume of books, "This is a poem I wrote, what do you think?"

Yong Chen restrained his face, took it over and took a look, only to see that it said: "Daming Lake, Minghu Big / There are lotus flowers in Daming Lake / There are □□ on the lotus / One poke and one jump." Never laughed.

Han Yue asked, "How?"

Yong Chen coughed lightly, and said solemnly: "I heard that the general's ancestral home is Shandong?"

"Exactly." Han Yue stared at him with eyes like hungry wolves, and asked again: "How?"

Yongchen smiled slightly, finished the draft, and said slowly: "The poem written by the general is very good! You see—"Daming Lake, Minghu Da" has no verbs, but it is full of dynamics, and it immediately makes people feel your love for the rivers and mountains in your hometown. "There are lotuses" has changed its style of writing, from big to small, leading people into the reverie of Daming Lake full of people. Just when the people who appreciate the poems close their eyes and cover their noses full of lotus flowers, you turn stillness into movement , with the fresh vitality—the movement of □□, compared with the stillness of the lotus, if you use the stillness to describe the movement, and use the movement to describe the stillness, the movement and stillness will increase tenfold, which is really a good brushwork!"

Han Yue was obviously stunned, probably because he didn't know how to react, he froze for a while with a cold face, and said stiffly: "Aren't you flattering me?"

Yong Chen said with a smile: "I dare not." Holding the poem, he seemed to have more aftertaste, and said: "The general's childlike innocence can be seen, and the word 'one poke' is used very well-it is painted by oneself, which is completely in harmony with the beautiful scenery of Daming Lake. Tiancheng has reached the realm of the unity of man and nature. At first glance, this poem seems to be your "born" feeling, but after careful reading, it hints at the general's "□□" complex."

"Really?" Han Yue got up, and looked at the poem he wrote, muttering in his heart: Damn, every time I show the poems written by Lao Tzu to the deputy generals, they all have sad faces like dead fathers—could it be Is it because they don't have enough time and appreciation?

"Naturally it is true." Yong Chen said seriously: "A real poet is bold and graceful at the same time. Xin Jiaxuan and Su Dongpo are all like this. Although this poem is a small order of words and scenes, what is valuable is that the description of the general is limited to 'One jump up', without deliberately portraying the sound of the toad's cry, it also implies the practical spirit of 'do more, talk less'!"

When Han Yue heard that he was comparing Xin Jiaxuan to Su Dongpo, he knew that this was a great poet and great writer, so he couldn't help being dubious.Originally, he knew that the poems he wrote were difficult to be elegant, so he showed them to Yong Chen, which also meant "reconciliation".

It is really embarrassing for him, a rough general, to show his favor to others.According to his thinking, he saw the embarrassing side of Yong Chen in the arena, and now he also showed Yong Chen his embarrassing poems, then it would be even.Unexpectedly, Yongchen sincerely praised him, leaving General Han at a loss as to what to do.

Yong Chen also saw Han Yue's intention of reconciliation.

This kind of good words, as long as he is willing, he can really move out basket after basket.

Han Yue stayed silent for a moment with a blank face, and said dryly, "Since you're here, follow me and work hard! In the future, if I have a bite to eat, you will be indispensable." This is what he often said to the people around him , Saying such things to a highness right now is really awkward.

Yong Chen smiled and said: "Naturally. I said it when I came here, I am here to guard the border and serve the country. From now on, only the general will follow orders."

"I also watched your boxing skills in the ring that day. It's just a coincidence. If you really want to practice martial arts well, you have to be solid - things that are empty-headed can't last long." Han Yue spoke bluntly, remembering After the aides urged thousands of times, they made up for it: "But compared to the dudes in the capital, you can see it through."

In this way, Yongchen stayed in northern Xinjiang.

Eat, live, and train with the soldiers.

At the beginning, after practicing in the morning, Yong Chen only felt that his chest was on fire, and his breath was full of blood. At night, he lay down on the couch—whether it was hot or dry, he just lay in the mud I can sleep soundly in the ground.

It is simply a good way to treat insomnia.

When Han Yue was discussing the war with his staff and lieutenants, Yong Chen was also listening.

This is much more vivid and specific than the book of war.

At that time, Daxia had six towns.

This is a military town established by the imperial court to defend the capital and resist the powerful ethnic groups further north.

In order: Woye, Huaishuo, Wuchuan, Fuming, Rouxuan, Huaihuang.The six towns are strategically located and play a significant role.At the beginning of its establishment, the status was very high, and the commanders were all from the royal family, including many children of the founding fathers, who guarded the frontier as the minions of the country.

However, the first emperor moved the capital to the east and managed the Central Plains.With the eastward movement of the ruling center, the role of the six towns in defending the capital has declined sharply, and the status of the six towns has declined sharply. The frontier guards no longer have the honor of being a general or prime minister. Instead, most of them are exiles and prisoners.

So more than ten years ago, Han Yue was sent by Emperor Jinglong to Huiyuan to guard the border. It was really a hard job;

It is almost the same situation as when Yong Chen was "assigned" to come here now.

Emperor Jing Long didn't want Yong Chen to get involved in some messy things, so he simply sent him away.

In order to guard against Rouran, the imperial court built the Great Wall left over from the previous dynasty and stationed it in northern Xinjiang.

To the north of the Great Wall, there is a water-deficient zone thousands of miles wide, which is difficult for Han infantry to pass, but easy for nomadic cavalry.

In order to break the long-term passive fortification along the Great Wall, the first emperors repeatedly attacked outside the Great Wall with large armies. Even Emperor Jinglong once led his troops to gallop across the vast and boundless northern borders, but every time he attacked, he quickly retreated due to insufficient army supplies.

The so-called "grain is not transported for thousands of miles by land", the grain transported after a month of travel can hardly cover the consumption of the transporters themselves on the way.

In the past, Qin conquered Wuling to dig Lingqu, and Emperor Yang of Sui conquered Korea to open the Grand Canal—water transport was the only effective way to transport grain over long distances in ancient times.

Yong Chen sat aside, watching Han Yue and his subordinates calculate the military rations—in the wilderness of northern Xinjiang, they used horses to carry food, and only one hu was left when they arrived at the end of the expedition with [-] hu. "The situation.

Therefore, it is of great significance to keep troops outside the Great Wall.

It's just that Mr. Sun, the prince of Duzhong, doesn't like this barbaric place - if it wasn't for Emperor Jinglong's order, Yongchen himself would never have thought of coming to the northern border to garrison the fields.

Under the control of Han Yue, the northern Xinjiang military area has been in the area for more than ten years, and it is a time of great success.

However, Yong Chen, who has the knowledge of modern people, is quite worried after he has a deep understanding of the matter of farming.

In the northern grasslands or oases with little precipitation, short frost-free period and strong wind and sand, the forest and grass vegetation is eradicated to grow grain. After harvesting, the exposed ground surface encounters wind and sand in autumn, winter and spring, and the original humus will be blown away without the protection of turf.

To put it simply, this kind of military reclamation, which consumes a lot of national effort and money, will almost destroy the pastoral livelihood.

In a few years, there will be no arable land here.

This kind of military settlement that violates the environment is doomed to short-term prosperity and short-term decline.

However, in the face of the excited Han Yue, how can he tell him that the career he has devoted more than ten years of hard work will eventually come to naught?

Besides, Yong Chen doesn't have much right to speak in northern Xinjiang.

At least in Han Yue's eyes, Yongchen is still a "student".

A young man who came out of Mimidu and had to learn how to adapt to northern Xinjiang.

In early summer, Yongchen received the will from the capital.

Emperor Jinglong rewarded him with two jade ruyis, an epee, and good news.

Concubine Shu is pregnant.

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