Have you washed white today [Quick Transmigration]

In the winter of the 14th year of Wude in the Great Xia, Yubai City in northern Xinjiang.

The old Wang rubbed his hands together, and took a deep breath in the howling cold wind. His in vain exhalation quickly lost its temperature in the cold air, and condensed into a thin layer of hoarfrost on the eyebrows and beard of the middle-aged man. He rolled up his sleeves again, curled himself into the sentry box in the corner, and breathed a long sigh of relief in the warmth of the fire.

It seems to be extremely cold in winter today... But fortunately, the general sent out enough charcoal fire, even a defender like him can come over to warm up when he can't stand it anymore.

He slowed down for a while, then carefully took out a cold egg from his bosom, dug a small hole in the corner of the stove in front of him, buried the egg in it, and then leaned against the pillar behind him, narrowing his eyes comfortably Come on, I even hummed a little song, feeling very nourished.

——It is indeed nourishing. When the older generation here in the city was young, who would have imagined living such a life.

At that time, there were years of wars on the border, and the soldiers treated them like stupid wild sheep on the pasture. They didn't need to worry about feeding them, let alone taking care of them. Grain, plundering their wives and children, the frontier cities at that time were not in dire straits, but if there was a little way, they all moved to the inland at home.

... Although corrupt officials are rampant in the mainland, it is not very peaceful, but it is still not life-threatening. For people at that time, survival was already a huge luxury.

But after General Weiyuan came here, everything changed.

The old Wangtou still remembers that there was a handsome son from Tianyu Baicheng, he was very good-looking, the kind of good-looking they had never seen in their entire lives, everyone was talking about it, could it be that some princes and nobles were worth thousands of dollars, but in a blink of an eye I was told that this is their future parent officer, who is going to lead everyone to fight.

?fight?Wouldn't he be captured by those beast-like savages as soon as he met him?

But Lord Hou—it wasn’t Lord Hou at that time, it was just their General Xiaolu—the general silenced all doubting voices in one night, and an ingenious night attack made it easy for him to attack without a single soldier. The battalion on the opposite side suffered heavy losses, not to mention after that, the seemingly invincible wolves turned into weak lambs in another sense. The general led the gradually formed Lu family army to march forward triumphantly, and even fought back into the grassland, making those devils They also tasted what it was like to be robbed.

In the hearts of the border residents, Lu He, who saved them from the fire and water, is like a god, not to mention that he led his subordinates to fight for years. At the same time, he has not forgotten to care about the lives of the people, cut taxes, and opened schools. In the past few years, it has become more and more prosperous, especially Yubai City, where the Hou Mansion is located, has now become the economic and political center of the border cities, and even many merchants from the mainland will choose to rest here when they come to receive goods. Now, there is no need to worry about security issues at all.

Ten years ago, who would have imagined that one day, they would be able to live such a life with food, clothing, and occasional coffin books.

Old Wangtou was leaning there thinking back to the past when Xiao Li, who was on duty with him, suddenly stepped into the guard box through the wind and snow. The fresh snow mixed with the cold wind blew in. Old Wangtou quickly got up to protect the fire, Smiling and scolding: "Little bastard, pay attention, it's not easy to warm up this room."

The young man laughed a few times, but approached mysteriously: "Old Wang, are you still secretly cooking here?"

"Screw you……"

"Tsk, don't blame me for not telling you, my cousin sent me the news that Mr. Fu will be back in two days!"

He lowered his voice mysteriously, but the middle-aged man in front of him suddenly stopped breathing, turned around and stared at him, and slammed the door of the sentry box.

The old Wangtou's voice was almost inaudible: "Keep your voice down... Seriously?"

"Hey, I can still lie to you," the young man danced, "Why are you so cautious, where in the whole Yubai City is not ours?"

"Be careful then," the elder gave him a warning look, "If you spoil the important affairs of the young master and the general, you will not even have a hundred heads to pay for it."

"Yes, yes," Xiao Li nodded quickly, and slapped himself a few times with a playful smile, "but listen to me--it is said that the young master is doing serious things outside, and now he has occupied three provinces in the south. Qingtian is in his team, my cousin said, now the whole world is waiting for our general to express his opinion, the imperial court is in a hurry, haha!"

The old Wang spat: "Do you still think the general can help them? It's just a daydream..."

"Who says it's not, alas... Since the Rong people completely retreated three years ago, I thought I could live a peaceful life for a few days, so the emperor urged the general to return to Beijing every three days. Bah, it's so good that the general did not go back , otherwise I don’t know what the situation is now.”

"Who doesn't know what kind of heart they have, persecution of heroes and so on, isn't it written like that in the scriptures? Fortunately, our general doesn't...doesn't that matter?"

"Not foolish and loyal!"

"Hey, that's right, that's the reason..."

The two gentlemen met in the narrow sentry box and whispered excitedly. They didn't know much, but they felt the same dislike for the current imperial court. In the hearts of these border residents, General Weiyuan The mansion has long been the de facto ruler. As for the Great Xia court, which has ruled this land for hundreds of years, it is nothing more than moths, tigers and wolves that suck their flesh and blood like the Rong people.

Three years ago, the frontier troubles were completely eliminated, and the entire Northland was immersed in the constant fear of losing their generals. The court has persecuted loyal ministers and good generals countless times. Lu He is almost the only remaining pillar in the court, while Mu Xiuyu , was never a safe identity.

Fortunately, Marquis Weiyuan is very clear-headed. Even after repelling the Rong people, he always finds all kinds of excuses to stay in the border town. He holds the most elite army of Daxia under his hands, and he has nothing to do in Beijing. The court has nothing to do with him. He even had to coax him to make a confession, lest this general, who had always been regarded as a law-abiding man, would turn his horse around in a bad mood one day—as for the shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the Imperial City Forbidden Army, they dare not compare with the Beirong Iron Cavalry.

Daxia's luck gradually declined in such consumption, and finally collapsed. Eight years ago, Qingliu, the group around Prime Minister Fu, had also resigned and retired. With Tang Yizhi as the leader, he lived in Jiangnan Echoing Lu Heyao in the north, after so many years of secret preparations, it is only due to the east wind.

——All civil servants and military generals in a country are conspiring to rebel, and only corrupt officials are working hard on the central government. It is so strange that I am afraid it is rare in any history books.

In the backyard of the Hou's Mansion in Yubai City, the plain winter snow covered everything with a layer of silver. The snow on the ground was not swept away according to the instructions of the owner. Only occasionally birds or small animals could be seen running past, leaving small The paw prints were covered by fresh snow in a short while.

In the middle of the courtyard, the young man was dressed in a crow-blue sable velvet cloak, with a tall body, long black hair in a high bundle, phoenix eyes slightly closed, but his lips were as bright as plum blossoms in the snow. He held a three-foot green blade in his hand, reflecting the Ying Xueguang, the sharp sword energy covered his whole body with honor, turning a noble and unparalleled son into a sassy swordsman, almost fused with Leng Xue.

A white jade jug and two small jade cups were placed on the stone table beside him. The clear liquor was warmed on the emerald clay stove, exuding a rich and mellow aroma, making people drunk before tasting it.

Lu He was practicing and waiting for someone.

His kung fu has improved a lot over the years - the original owner has a unique capital, but he used to pay more attention to fighting in battle formations, and didn't dabble in the subtleties, but he can't stand the best of the land game. All kinds of exquisite skills, accompanied by profound skills The internal strength and the inexhaustible sparring on the other side of the battlefield have long been integrated, and they are not what they used to be.

Just like at this moment, he was just standing quietly in the snow, his clothes were not messed up at all, but the long sword in his hand was faintly flickering, the "field" around him was secretly surging, a stone was thrown, and before he got close, suddenly It sank vertically and shattered on the ground.

Lu He then raised his eyes, and there was a warm smile in his eyes as he looked towards the gate of the courtyard.

"Be careful, don't step on my snow."

Fu Chenhuan, who was still throwing a stone in his hand, rubbed his nose, laughed loudly, "De Ling", tapped his foot, borrowed a little strength from the courtyard wall, and the whole person jumped up in the air, and happened to land beside the stone table, raising his head. He raised his face and smiled smugly at Lu He.

The man withdrew his sword in disgust, brushed off the snow on the chair and sat down: "Under your feet."

"Ok?"

Fu Chenhuan was startled, looked down at his feet, and suddenly stepped out of two deep holes in the thick snow, then looked at Lu He next to him, the bottoms of his white boots were spotless, as if they were lighter than a bird, without any marks.

He was stunned, and said in disbelief: "Your kung fu is becoming more and more unpredictable...Brother Lu, how is Yubai City doing?"

The grown-up young man is heroic, and he looks neat and sassy in a black strong suit. He looks elegant like his father, but his body is full of the rivers and lakes he has traveled in these years, and he is very friendly.

He swallowed the name that had been repeated in his belly back to his heart, and still honestly called the person opposite him his elder brother. The joy of reunion after a long absence was burning in his stomach, and he was wrapped up carefully, not daring to reveal anything. .

Can't think, he will be unhappy.

It's too early.

Lu He didn't notice the flash of darkness in the young man's eyes, and lazily poured himself a glass of wine, ignoring him, and after drinking it down, he said slowly: "What else, it's good, It’s a great place to retire.”

Fu Chenhuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Nowadays the world is full of wars, but the place where you fight is like a paradise, which makes people envious."

Lu He raised his eyes and looked at him: "Aren't you still there? I just heard that Mr. Tang has planned another city this morning. You rebel army has been in full swing recently."

Fu Chenhuan shrugged his shoulders: "That's because the imperial army is too weak, you didn't see it - those remnant soldiers are not as good as our children in the head of Yubai City, and the imperial court seems to have no intention of resisting. After we raised your banner this morning, Qingzhou actually opened its doors to offer the city directly, and the common people just poured into the streets to welcome them."

"..." Lu He was dubious, "It's true."

"Of course it's true," Fu Chenhuan said with a smile in his eyes, "Brother, your prestige in this world is far superior to anyone else's. Instead, go to battle in person, maybe right now, we are already sitting in the Ziji Hall drinking."

He stared closely at Lu He's reaction, but the man was indifferent, only looking down at the wine in the glass, his long eyelashes didn't even tremble.

He was completely different from the young man eight years ago who often couldn't sleep at night and could only fill his thoughts with heavy official duties.

Very good, Fu Chenhuan thought, he should have forgotten all those shitty things long ago.

Lu He drank another glass of wine, looked up at him again, the corners of his eyes were a little red: "How do you say, I choose you, you are the most suitable, I was born to march and fight, but sit I can't get the seat that coordinates the overall situation."

Fu Chenhuan had no choice but to say, "You just don't want to sit down."

Lu He curled his lips and laughed happily: "You said it."

"System," he said softly, but the voice in his heart was still calm and affectionate, "how is the mission progress?"

"Favourability degree is 90, misunderstanding value is 30." 000 is a little distressed, "The favorability is high, but the problem is that the misunderstanding value has not changed much. These eight years of 'time flies' special effects are not cheap, host, the wealth we saved in the last world Not much left."

"What are you afraid of?" Lu He said relaxedly, "Didn't you see such a large amount of experience points in front of me?"

000's big eyes are full of great doubts: "But the rest of these misunderstandings are because he knows that the original owner killed him in the previous life, how to eliminate this kind of misunderstanding... Do you have a charter?"

Lu He couldn't help laughing: "When have I never been?"

A snowflake fell down melodiously, swirled into his wine glass, and disappeared in a flash.

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So the past eight years have passed in a blink of an eye for both Bureau Lu and Deputy Bureau Zhan.

Xiao Fu: So I am the only one who is serious about fighting the war and going through the plot!