Chapter 322 The Boy is Crying
Shannan West Road.
After the autumn rain, the weather became a little cooler and the roads were wet.
A long team appeared on the slightly withered grass. The military flags fluttering in the air were wet by the rain, looking a bit heavy and tired.
The marching Montenegrin troops walked along the muddy dirt road, one foot deep and one foot shallow.
Thousands of people walked by and the grass was flattened.
Marching north sounds very exciting, but putting it into practice is a test of endurance and determination.
They had been on the road for two months and had not yet reached the capital, which was a little longer than expected.
After all, traveling with a large army is different from traveling alone, and is greatly affected by the external environment.
In the summer, they encountered heavy rainstorms in many places along the way, and some places even experienced floods, which blocked their way for a time.
So it was delayed for some time.
Although we want to speed up the march, we also have to consider the condition of the soldiers.
Qin Xiao and Wei Dashuan were both quite old, the oldest men in the Black Mountain Army, but they were both in good spirits and always had a lot of energy.
Qin Xiao looked at the sky and said, "It's getting late and the soldiers are tired. Let's find a suitable place to set up camp."
Murong Di saw that the light had dimmed, and then looked back at the heavy footsteps of the soldiers, and nodded:
"Let's set up camp, rest early tonight, and set off early tomorrow."
The order to rest was passed down, and everyone's heavy movements suddenly became a little lighter.
Those who set up tents set up tents, those who fetched water fetched water, and those who cooked cooked.
Many soldiers from Lingnan were not accustomed to the cold weather in the north, and eating hot food was the happiest moment of the day for them.
Smoke rose and the fire crackled.
The soldiers in charge of cooking put several large pots together, boiled millet and corn with water, and then put in wild vegetables and dried minced meat.
The most important step is to add the soup packet brought from Heishan Township.
Qiu Jinyu had tried bringing soup packets on the road before and found that the effect was very good, so when she returned to Heishan Township from the northwest, she promoted the method of making soup packets in Heishan Township.
Before the Montenegrin Army set out this time, they brought a lot of soup powder and added some of it when cooking wild vegetables outside.
Everything tastes good when cooked this way.
During the break, many people would hunt some wild game nearby as a snack.
The soldiers of the Montenegrin Army are not only good at fighting, but are also good at farming and hunting, and they can always catch some game.
Sometimes it’s big, sometimes it’s small, but it’s enough to satisfy your hunger.
Murong Di, Qin Xiao, Wei Dashuan and Old Man Qin sat together and ate wild vegetable soup and rice.
Murong Di blew on the steaming rice and soup:
"The situation is complicated now. In addition to dealing with the people in the palace, there is also the threat of the Tiele Khanate."
Wei Dashuan gulped down a mouthful of soup:
"The last news I heard was that Princess Ning'an was being sent to marry a foreign prince, but I think this is very uncertain. With He Tingfang, that troublemaker, stirring things up, Tiele Khan must be planning something nefarious."
Qin Xiao's face didn't look good.
Ning An is the daughter of Concubine Qin Rong and his great-granddaughter.
If he were thirty years younger and held military power in Chang'an, how could he have let the situation become like this?
Qin Xiao spat on the ground and said, "After I deal with the people in Chang'an, I will kill all the Tiele Khans!"
Old Man Qin said: "It's hard to say. Maybe Tiele Khan will get to Chang'an first and capture the emperor's child to make a snack."
After saying this, Old Man Qin was a little worried.
He was worried that the Tiele Khanate would dig up the emperor's tombs and ancestral graves in order to intimidate the people.
The Chang'an Imperial Mausoleum is so big, there are still many places he hasn't visited.
If it was destroyed by the reckless Tiele Khan, then old man Qin would have lost the greatest pleasure in Chang'an.
When others saw how anxious Old Man Qin was, they all thought he was worried about his apprentice.
Little did he know that he was actually more anxious than his apprentice.
Gu——gu——
A familiar voice sounded overhead.
Several people looked up immediately and saw Po circling in the sky for a few times before diving down.
"Abao, come here, let grandpa see if there is any good news." Old man Qin put down the bowl and waved to Abao.
Po landed with his wings flashing, and the fire was fanned and swayed.
Gu——gu——
Murong Di took the letter box off Abao's feet and poured out the letter.
After taking a closer look, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Qin Xiao turned sideways and asked, "What happened?"
Murong Di handed over the letter:
"The situation in Chang'an has also changed, so we have to advance our plans. Now the palace coup has already happened!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Dashuan and Qin Xiao rushed to look at the letter.
Before they even reached Chang'an, Murong Yu had already been dealt with!
It's really great news.
However, the good news was followed by bad news.
The Tiele Khanate reneged on the peace talks and marched southwards towards the capital.
Trouble broke out in the northwest, and the Hunxie Kingdom took the opportunity to send troops.
Perhaps out of consideration for Qin Xiao, the letter specifically mentioned that Ning An had escaped from the marriage team and his whereabouts were currently unknown.
Wei Dashuan: "In this case, the most urgent matter is not to force the emperor to abdicate, but to expel Tiele Khan from Dayu and kill He Tingfang."
Murong Di said solemnly, "If the Tiele Khan reaches Chang'an first, the people of Chang'an, including my uncle, may be in danger."
"How long will it take us to reach Chang'an?"
Qin Xiao looked at the road ahead covered by the night:
"I'm afraid it will take another half a month."
"I hope Chang'an can hold on."
…
It has been raining in Chang'an recently.
It's a nice sunny day today.
At daybreak, the roosters in the backyard of Heishan Mansion crowed loudly, walked around in the puddles, and left traces of bamboo leaves on the ground.
After Wuzhen fetched water for the kitchen, he excitedly went to feed the chickens.
He used to feel satisfied only by growing vegetables and had never raised chickens.
When feeding the chickens in Heishan Mansion, he thought they were so cute.
Wuzhen touched the feathers on the back of one of the chickens:
"Eat more. You've worked so hard to grow up, and the donors will like you very much."
Giggling!
The chickens are pecking happily.
After feeding the chickens, Wuzhen went back to the yard to see his master.
As soon as he left, Ni Tianji came to the backyard to catch chickens according to Qiu Jinyu's instructions.
He immediately took a fancy to the chicken that Wuzhen had just touched.
It looks very plump.
The chicken was taken to the kitchen, killed and put into the pot, and then served on the table.
Heishanfu had a big meal this morning.
There were actually several delicious dishes early in the morning.
Today is very special, it is Mid-Autumn Festival.
Today, Xue Che is leaving.
He is going to the northwest with Yun Jin.
Xue Che stayed in Chang'an for several months this time, from early summer to autumn.
When we received the urgent news from the northwest, it was exactly two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The military situation was urgent and they could not delay for even a day. They had to set off at the latest on the morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Xue Che and Yun Jin agreed to meet outside the woods outside Beijing.
When Xue Che was eating breakfast in the morning, the villagers kept asking him to eat more.
Su Zhizhi also said, "Ache, you ate my chicken leg too."
Xue Che remembered that before he left Black Bandit Mountain three years ago, he also celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival with the villagers in this way.
Time flies.
In a blink of an eye, he was going to the northwest again.
Xue Che only packed a very small bag and didn't bring anything else.
But before leaving, someone from Heishan Mansion handed over a big package.
The package contained prepared dry food and medicine.
Hao Ren, Wu Yingniang and Su Zhizhi took a carriage to see Xue Che off, and took him all the way to the woods outside the capital.
Yun Jin was already waiting there:
"Ache, you're here."
Yun Jin looked very tired, and there was a hint of anxiety in his tiredness.
He was very happy to see his wife and newborn son when he returned to Beijing this time.
However, the military situation in the northwest was urgent, and he had to leave his son who was only a few months old and his family who had just reunited.
Yun Jin said to Xue Che, "We still have some time. You can talk to them for a few more words. Later..."
Yun Jin looked at Xue Che's face, which had not yet completely lost its childishness, and did not finish his words.
The Hu people marched south in large numbers.
After they leave, no one dares to say whether there will be a future for them.
At this time, Xue Che felt that his lips and teeth were so heavy that it was difficult for him to open his mouth and speak.
Hao Ren patted Xue Che and said, "When you go to the northwest, give my regards to your father. Tell him that we will find a way to deal with the capital and the Tiele Khanate. Don't worry, just focus on the Hunxie Kingdom."
"Once the situation in the capital has calmed down, we will reinforce Tingzhou."
Wu Yingniang warned: "A Che, you should take good care of your rest during both combat and training. Don't rush into anything. You are always pushing yourself too hard. You should remember to take a break sometimes."
Xue Che nodded, his voice was very dull:
"Uncle Hao, Aunt Ying, I remember."
Su Zhizhi had a lot to remind Xue Che:
"Ah Che, you must remember to attack by surprise. There are no gentlemen in war. You can't do that like you did when you sparred with me."
"Whether we're fighting or retreating, we have to eat well when we have food to eat. Stay alive first and worry about other things later."
"Winning is the best, but don't be afraid if you're beaten back, we're here to help you!"
Su Zhizhi said it very proudly.
Xue Che's expression relaxed a little, with a slight smile in his eyes:
"Okay, when I come back, my martial arts will definitely be improved. Then we can spar again."
Tick-tick.
It was a sunny day but it started to drizzle again.
Xue Che mounted his horse and galloped away with Yun Jin.
The raindrops hit his clothes and fell into Xue Che's eyes, extinguishing the smile in his eyes.
He leaned on the horse's back and wanted to look back.
But the Xue family army never looked back after they went to war.
Yun Jin did not look back, even though he knew that his wife and children were crying in Chang'an City behind him.
Xue Che did not look back, even though he knew that Uncle Hao and the others must not have left and were still looking at him.
It's raining lightly.
But at this moment Xue Che hoped for a heavy rain, so heavy that no one could avoid it.
In this way, Zhizhi and the others will go back.
In this way, even if he looks back secretly once, he will not be reluctant.
Xue Che tightened his grip on the reins.
He remembered what his father said: every time he went to the northwest, every time he left, it meant that he might never see some people again.
He was still young and had not experienced the war when the Hu people raised their armies on a large scale, but he had heard many times about the dangerous and tragic battles of those years.
Xue Che said that when he came back, he would have a competition with Su Zhizhi.
But he was also afraid that he would never come back.
I was afraid that I would never see Zhizhi again, or see these people from Black Bandit Mountain.
Crackle, clackle.
The rain actually got heavier.
Dense raindrops fell like pebbles.
Xue Che rode his horse through the woods and saw that every leaf on the surrounding trees was trembling.
The leaves trembled like butterfly wings, and the tree was full of butterflies.
His chest was filled with rainwater, forming a river called Zhizhi, which then overflowed from his eyes.
Tick.
Water droplets hit the back of my hand.
The boy is crying.
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