Chapter 106 The boy scratched his nose and his face suddenly turned red.
"Relax a little." Guizhier smiled. "It's just to clear the meridians."
The trained bath attendants are just ordinary people and have no internal strength, so massage naturally will not cause such pain.
But Guizhier is different.
She brushed her hands over the acupoints, combining firmness and softness, ironing the boy's skin inch by inch.
Through the bathrobe, a tingling sensation spread throughout my body.
Luan Shuangbai's originally stiff body slowly relaxed.
The tense nerves also relaxed.
He lay on the beechwood couch, as if lying on fluffy clouds, and the fatigue in his body was gradually dispelled.
"The young lady is proficient in many arts and is truly a person of elegant mind and refinement." Luan Shuangbai muttered with his eyes closed.
He couldn't help but feel a little jealous of Guizhier's husband, whom he had never met.
There has been no news from him for many years. Perhaps he died in the battlefield, but Miss Gui still misses him and mentions him from time to time.
Being drunk, he felt more and more aggrieved the more he thought about it. He felt that Guizhi'er's hand pressing on his xue was stirring his restless heart.
I couldn't help but muster up the courage to say——
"Since the girl touched me, she should be responsible for me."
As soon as he said this, the boy's face flushed red. He didn't dare open his eyes, as if expecting Gui Zhi'er to politely refuse or ridicule him. But his limbs were tense, like a puppy, and he looked determined.
Guizhier opened her mouth in surprise.
Then the corners of his mouth rose, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch the boy's head. His black hair was not yet dry and was cold.
She scratched the tip of his nose with her finger and smiled without saying anything.
When General Luan fled from Qixian Villa, he grabbed the black cloak anxiously.
In a panic, my fingers lost control and the left and right straps intertwined and intertwined, and no matter how I pulled, it felt awkward.
As soon as he stepped out of the yard and showed his head, the cold wind blew into his collar.
The belt was tied wrongly.
"Hahahahahaha." Guizhier laughed happily.
Luan Shuangbai's movements were clumsy due to the armor he was wearing. He froze in place, making the woman laugh at him. She sighed helplessly.
"Miss, can you help me?" he asked sweetly.
Guizhier gently reached out her hand and carefully adjusted his cloak.
Luan Shuangbai held his breath, his arms hanging stiffly at his sides, his fingers slightly curled. From time to time, he would steal glances at the woman's focused expression, feeling a secret joy in his heart.
"In any case, Miss Gui didn't refuse."
He rode a white horse across the snow, leaning forward, close to the horse's ear, muttering to himself.
"Once I've avenged my benefactor and captured that bastard emperor, everything will be settled. Then I'll open a small shop with Miss Gui..."
At first, the white horse moved its ears, as if it was reluctantly listening to the young general's beautiful vision.
But after a while, it became impatient and shook its head violently, and the mane on its neck was blown wildly by the biting cold wind.
The front hooves pawed the ground restlessly, sending snowflakes flying everywhere.
As if it was tired of hearing the general talk about his sweetheart, it wagged its tail proudly.
Winter of the fourth year of Chengshuo.
Princess Yuhe was sent to Lingnan in a sedan chair.
There were no gorgeous costumes, no majestic ceremonial guards, only a handful of imperial guards escorting the war reparations to the Japanese pirates as the princess's dowry.
Daliang, which once unified the world with its glorious military achievements, now uses this method to force its princess to marry a foreign prince. The national prestige is completely destroyed.
"Father! I will never marry a foreign prince... Giving a palace maid or conferring a title on a royal daughter to that barbarian would already be flattering him!"
The princess burst into tears in the palace.
Her nails dug into her palms, oozing blood, and her cries were sharp and piercing, full of despair and unwillingness.
"The Japanese have specifically asked for you, how can we fool you!" The emperor said anxiously, exhausted.
Those damned Japanese pirates quietly landed at the Lingnan port.
First, they burned, killed, and looted in the coastal fishing villages, and then advanced northward, crossing the rolling hills, and captured cities with their fearless and crazy attitude.
If we don't stop them, it's only a matter of time before the troops arrive at the gates of Hangzhou!
Hang Jing can't stay anymore!
It would be best to abandon the city and flee north, but King Yue is still eyeing us covetously in the north!
"My son, don't be willful. You must consider the overall situation." The emperor felt guilty and irritated.
Compared to ceding land in exchange for peace, marrying a princess in exchange for a moment of respite is a more cost-effective deal.
Put the overall situation first?
When the emperor said this, it was clear that Princess Yuhe was definitely not involved in the overall situation.
"No, no!" She yelled and stomped her feet wildly, her brocade shoes slamming heavily on the ground, as if she wanted to crush the blue bricks of the palace.
In the end, she was roughly tied up by the servants, the ropes cutting into her delicate skin, and she was thrown into the sedan chair amidst the shoving of the crowd.
The emperor easily abandoned his most beloved daughter.
"It is said that—"
"The princess, married off to a distant land, could not stop the Japanese invasion, and the emperor, abandoning the city and fleeing north, was repeatedly attacked along the way!"
The storyteller slammed the gavel on the table suddenly, and the crisp sound made people tremble with fear.
Then he picked up the clay pot, and hot water fell from the slender spout like a silver thread. The storyteller took a sip of tea and cleared his throat.
"Sir, what is the latest situation of the war? Is my Northern Army winning victory after victory, or has the false emperor made new moves?"
A squire couldn't help but interrupt and ask.
In the most prosperous Yaoyue Tower in the central city, the handrails of the tower are decorated with colorful silk flowers.
The courtesans and young men gathered here, and instead of performing plays, they turned to storytelling. The aroma of wine was diluted by the smell of tea.
Business is even better!
Even wealthy families far away in Linghe County, headed by Mr. Zhang, had to send servants to keep an eye on this place at all times.
Just to get first-hand information.
"Yeah, where did General Luan fight?"
"I hope you can explain it to us in detail to relieve my worries!"
The audience chattered and stared at the storyteller, waiting for his response.
If they win this battle, the North will be able to take off in no time. If they lose, the North will still be that desolate and cold place of exile.
Success or failure depends on this one move!
The storyteller wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the madam vaguely. When will His Royal Highness Prince Yue send his butler to tell the rest of the story?
In the corner, the teacup in Guizhier's hand had already gone cold.
She sighed softly, shook her head slightly, and left quietly with light lotus steps.
From ancient times to the present, there have been almost no wars fought for love and peace. All bloodshed and sacrifices are due to economic reasons.
The government imposed heavy taxes and the people rose up in resistance.
She just needs to run the braised food shop well and ensure that those around her can live a comfortable life. That's enough for her.
In the blink of an eye, another month has passed.
"In the first month of the lunar year, the New Year arrives. Our village has plenty of New Year goods, including chicken, duck, fish, and meat! The candied haws are delicious, and the baskets are full of peanuts and melon seeds..."
The joyous atmosphere of welcoming the New Year spreads across the northern land.
The south was the complete opposite, with war raging everywhere.
When the emperor is in trouble, all the defending troops should come to his aid.
As a result, the various tribes of Yanping and Zezhou, the private armies of the vassal kings of Yang'an and Heluo, and even the bandits and river dwellers all wanted to get a piece of the pie.
However, in order to prevent military generals from becoming self-reliant, Daliang continuously tightened its military power, and the garrison system greatly weakened the combat effectiveness and cohesion of the garrison.
Secondly, they may not really want to protect the emperor. Some of them fish in troubled waters under the pretext of clearing the court, while others defected with their subordinates and fled to Zhenbei.
The Daliang army was in chaos.
In the central city, it was only after everything was settled that people figured out what had happened.
According to battle reports, a total of garrisons from six prefectures were involved in the battle.
They became pawns in Luan Shuangbai's battle strategy, either assisting or rushing to the rescue, and were played around in circles.
In the end, all of this is for others.
"We won! We did it!"
In early summer, when the news of the capture of the false emperor came, the streets of the northern border were deserted and the sound of gongs and drums filled the air.
"General Luan is mighty! He forced the false emperor to abdicate and give the throne to His Royal Highness Prince Yue."
"Yes, I heard that the damn emperor even issued a confession of guilt, admitting that he had harmed General Liang."
Discussions and cheers were mixed.
Young men in good health danced the dragon and lion dances through the streets, while children excitedly followed the procession, waving colorful flags.
A scene of prosperity and happiness.
However, the irony is that the greatest hero of this battle, General Luan Shuangbai——
He disappeared mysteriously!
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