59 Jade-faced Killer God
◎Wei Qing: The offense and defense have changed.◎
Huo Yan was a clever fellow, and Huo Qubing was even more cunning. Everyone knew they couldn't go in right now, so their rash interruption, even if it allowed Liu Che to vent his anger, was still rude. Liu Che's final words had been asking them to stand outside to clear their heads. So they stood there on the steps like two wooden stakes. It was already cold, and standing on the higher ground made it even colder. The wind in Chang'an was like a razor blade, but Huo Yan was dressed warmly and put his hands in his pockets like a fat little bird.
Huo Qubing stretched out his finger, feeling the wind's direction from above, and guided him out of the gust of wind. He was still wearing his dark winter coat with arrow sleeves, a style he wore year-round, and he seemed fine. But there was a kind of cold that made your brother feel cold.
Huo Yan stomped his feet and ran into the wind. Although he was shorter, he blocked most of the wind for Huo Qubing. A breath of cold air filled his throat, and he seemed to smile bitterly and sigh.
"It's a nice winter with cool weather. It's a nice winter. It's better to be cold."
Only when he was cold to the bone could he stay awake at all times.
Huo Qubing's facial lines were tense and his eyes were gloomy.
"Ayan, you shouldn't talk to me. You are different from me."
You are so young, you should be like your uncle's wish, avoid the wind and sand of the Xiongnu land, and become a high-ranking official in Chang'an in charge of world affairs.
He could see that Mr. Ji, the old noble, and Sang Hongyang and the others favored Ah Yan. Now that Ah Yan had spoken to him, he was standing on the opposite side of those aristocratic families. Even his uncle's confidants might be dissatisfied with him this time.
Given their origins, if Ayan had no one to protect him, he would be criticized by others.
If his uncle fails again, the family members will be implicated and their property will be confiscated, and Ah Yan in Chang'an will be left with nothing.
Huo Qubing always had a plan in mind. Even if he got carried away by his anger, he would soon know what the price was.
But do their thoughts matter?
So he spoke frankly.
But Ayan is important.
The cold wind blew over, making people's faces and skin hurt.
Huo Yan wanted to speak, but the wind got stuck in his throat and he started coughing violently. He laughed as he coughed, "Cough, cough, as expected of me, I can offend all these people in one go, hahahaha, cough."
Huo Qubing patted him on the back gently and said, "You will be serving as a key official in the inner court. My uncle said that Ah Yan is a great assistant to the king. Don't do this anymore."
Huo Yan was so happy to hear this that he laughed so hard in the wind that he fell back and forth. He grabbed Huo Qubing's hand with one of his chicken claws. Huo Qubing lowered his eyebrows and saw the corners of his lips raised. His joy didn't seem fake. He really felt that it was too much to be happy with these people.
"For me, it is better to clear a canal for the people than to be a high official and a king's assistant."
Huo Qubing chuckled, and Huo Yan's smile was rare and sincere. He looked down from the high platform with his arms open, as if he could fly away on the wind in the next moment.
"It's not easy to live in Chang'an, but it's not like I have to live in Chang'an."
Brother, you have pride, and so do I.
A piece of jade hanging from his waist suddenly caught Huo Qubing's eye. The jade was mottled in texture and was of inferior quality.
Huo Qubing frowned slightly, "It's a very unique jade."
Huo Yan laughed again. Under Huo Qubing's increasingly puzzled gaze, he rubbed his nose and said, "It's a gift from a good friend. I dare not throw it away."
Huo Qubing remained noncommittal, and finally said, "You are indeed worthy of being my younger brother!"
Huo Yan laughed heartily and shouted, "The wind is strong, hurry!"
[Yohoo!]
[The wind is strong~]
[Bingbing's worries are right, but do you think your brother's bad temper would allow him to get along well with others without you?]
[Two stubborn donkeys, still criticizing others.]
[Future champion Hou, to be honest, with a brother like you, even if Huo Yan were to be the top, you would still say he is so small.]
[Bingbing, you're worried that your brother might offend someone, hahahaha, then you have something to worry about.]
[Yan, I think I've discovered something interesting. It seems my baby is in my aunt's belly right now.]
[Oh my god!]
[This kid came too fast, hahaha.]
[Ah Yan, why don’t you stop talking?]
[It's like drawing a card.]
[How about a miracle for the kid, like being born with purple energy?]
[Don't do it, or I'll kill you even more cruelly.]
[Baby, just a reminder, your stepfather's Chen family is going to be in big trouble soon.]
[Chen He, Chen Kuizi, will soon be stripped of his title.]
[He is shameless and stole someone else's wife.]
…
Huo Yan had long known about Liu Ju's arrival, so he wasn't shocked. However, the news about the Chen family was something worth discussing.
He narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled.
His mother is so lucky that she will soon become the emperor of the Chen family.
After finishing the discussion, Sang Hongyang and his companions filed out, all with gloomy expressions. Sang Hongyang motioned Huo Yan and his companions to go in.
Huo Yan and Huo Qubing stood side by side in front of Liu Che, and Liu Che asked someone to serve them drinks.
Another year of preparation, another year of failure.
Even though Liu Che was very enthusiastic about fighting the Huns, he still felt disappointed.
So much money, horses, and food were stuffed in, but not a single sound came out. Who could bear it?
He was angry on his own, but neither Huo Yan nor Huo Qubing was worried about him. Huo Qubing showed Huo Yan his expected marching route for Wei Qing. Although Huo Yan didn't understand it, he nodded repeatedly.
Uncle will be fine.
They were caught in deep worries in their hearts, and both sides did their own things without any delay.
After a long while, Liu Che said, "Zhongqing no longer has any military reports."
Huo Yan's shoulders slumped, but Huo Qubing's eyes sparkled. "No news is the best news."
Liu Che stared at him intently, like a drowning man grasping at the last straw.
"Qubing, can your uncle win? After all, this is his first time on the battlefield."
Huo Qubing met Liu Che's gaze, which was filled with determination and confidence. "Your Majesty, you taught my uncle well. If he can't win, no one else can."
Huo Yan also raised his head at this time and added, "It's impossible for my uncle not to win."
Liu Che's tense expression relaxed slightly after hearing their words, but he still couldn't hide his worry. He paced back and forth in the hall, his wide robe sleeves swaying as he walked.
"I know Wei Qing's talents, but the Xiongnu are cunning and their cavalry can come and go like the wind. This is Wei Qing's first time."
Liu Che frowned and said, "Well, this is the first time after all. If we lose, it doesn't matter. As long as he can come back, there is still a chance."
Huo Yan couldn't bear to see him like this. He pinched his fingers, acting like a sorcerer, and said, "How can you not be discouraged? I observed the sky last night and saw bright stars in the northwest, which indicates the aura of a general. Don't worry, my uncle is winning big."
Liu Che suddenly remembered Huo Yan's prediction of the Yellow River flood. Look at him, he had forgotten everything. Ah Yan was very accurate! If he said he would win, Zhongqing would definitely win.
Perhaps feeling the call of faith, his spirit returned, and he flew to Huo Yan's side. Then, he suddenly leaned over, his cool hands gently cupping Huo Yan's face, his brows curved. His usually dignified eyes were now bright. Or perhaps it was the Emperor's eyes that were always bright.
"Ayan, can you help me calculate when I will have a son?"
Huo Yan curled his lips, rolled his eyes, and pushed him speechlessly.
"I miss my son so much I'm going crazy. There's no cure. Next one."
Liu Che stood next to him and insisted that Huo Yan calculate for him.
"Ayan, help your uncle."
Huo Yan was so frustrated that he stretched out five fingers and said, "Fifty thousand gold coins per divination."
Liu Che blinked his eyes and asked, "Is it guaranteed?"
Huo Qubing could hardly hold back his laughter.
Why does my uncle trust A Yan so much? If he knew that A Yan calculated the money for Sima Qian and Su Wu for free, I wonder how angry he would be.
Huo Yan narrowed his eyes, muttered something, and then said, "Uncle, if you pay me, I guarantee it will be done. Don't worry, if I stop doing things after paying you, I'll take the money and ask the god to tell your fortune."
Liu Che understood immediately. He patted Huo Yan on the shoulder, his eyes full of emotion. His eldest son was willing to sacrifice his life to find the gods for his sake.
"Good boy, you do the math."
Huo Yan was frightened by his gaze, but he was greedy for money.
He pretended to be a god, closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them, counted with his fingers, and read out the barrage.
[Your son is already in Wei Zifu's womb.]
Huo Qubing's laughter stopped. Huh? He's eating the melon at home. No, Ah Yan is really good at calculating. This time he really isn't fooling his uncle.
Liu Che's eyes lit up and he ran towards the Pilan Palace with big strides. Several servants could not catch up with him.
Huo Yan lowered his head, then raised his eyes slightly, then raised his head calmly, meeting his brother's speechless gaze, "Just keep fooling around. If my uncle finds out later, he'll nag you for the rest of his life."
Huo Yan smiled, crossed his legs, and had a cunning look in his eyes and eyebrows.
"Brother, I never lie. I examined my aunt a while ago and this time she really does have a cousin."
Huo Qubing frowned. He quickly pointed out the point Huo Yan had lied to him, "But last time you were practicing medicine, you scolded someone, saying that you couldn't tell the gender of a man by taking his pulse."
Huo Yan stared at Huo Qubing silently, and finally smiled gently, trying to fool the little champion marquis who was not easy to fool.
"He is a dragon vein!"
Huo Qubing glanced at him and lowered his eyelashes. "Tell this to your uncle."
He is gullible.
Desert.
Wei Qing had already led the Han army on a silent march through the desert. The soldiers' footsteps were light and measured, their horses' hooves muffled to reduce noise. They advanced along the shadows of the sand dunes, exploiting the terrain to conceal their movements as much as possible. The Han army stretched for miles, with cavalry in front, infantry behind, and baggage carts interspersed among them.
The soldiers had no idea that Li Guang and his men were gone, or where they were now. They only knew they were following their general. The cavalrymen would periodically check their horses, stroking their manes and ensuring the harness was secure and the horseshoes were intact. The infantrymen would occasionally sharpen their swords and polish the tips of their spears until they were shiny.
Wei Qing’s goal has always been clear: Longcheng.
Taking cover from the sand dunes, the army carefully avoided the Xiongnu patrol routes. The soldiers held their breath, their movements audible only by the gentle wind and the occasional neighing of horses. Wei Qing led the charge, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, alertly monitoring any movement.
Finally, before nightfall, they arrived at Dragon City, the city where the Chanyu King offered sacrifices to heaven.
Longcheng was a hundred miles from Shanggu. The Xiongnu had no idea a general would march all the way north for a surprise attack on Longcheng, so they were completely unprepared, and the garrison was sparse. Even the cattle and sheep were still grazing leisurely in the pen when Wei Qing arrived, while the Xiongnu soldiers were either resting in their tents or patrolling nearby.
Wei Qing observed for a moment, then gave the order, and the Han cavalry charged towards Longcheng like tigers out of their cages. For a moment, the sound of horse hooves was like thunder.
The Han cavalry formed a neat cone formation. Thanks to their horse harnesses, the cavalrymen in the front were able to hold their spears high with both hands.
Taking advantage of the downhill terrain, their horses sped at breakneck speed, plunging like long swords straight into Dragon City. The fierce warhorses leaped into the air, their manes flying. The dust kicked up by their hooves formed a rolling yellow cloud behind them, like a tiger pouncing to devour its enemy. As they drew closer to Dragon City, the clatter of hooves became deafening like thunder. The black cavalry, like a dark cloud, covered the sky, their sharp whistles accompanied by the whistling of torches.
Outside the Xiongnu camp, the soldiers witnessed this tactic of the Han cavalry breaking through their formations for the first time. The Xiongnu sentries' eyes widened in horror, and just as they were about to sound the alarm, they were struck down by the long spears of the Han cavalry. The few Xiongnu soldiers who had just reacted tried to resist, but they were powerless against the overwhelming force of the Han cavalry. The Han cavalrymen at the front, their spears wielding a cold gleam in the sunlight, leaned forward, becoming one with their horses, easily piercing the Xiongnu's crude defenses and knocking them off their horses.
Steel torrent.
Without a pause, the Han cavalry charged into Longcheng. Their spears easily ripped through the curtains of the Xiongnu tents, piercing the soldiers within. Some cavalrymen brandished their sabers, which drew silver arcs through the air. Wherever they struck, the tent ropes were severed, and the tents collapsed. The Xiongnu fled in panic, shouting in terror.
Wei Qing led the charge. After his spear was deflected by the enemy, he quickly drew his saber, leaned sideways on horseback, and with a single swing of his saber, he slit the throat of a charging Xiongnu soldier. His gentle face was stained with blood, but he didn't wipe it off. He then slit the throat of another Xiongnu soldier who was about to launch a sneak attack. Blood splattered everywhere, but Wei Qing didn't pause for a moment. His spear drew a stunning silver arc, the tip of the spear leaving patches of brilliant blood everywhere. No one dared to stop him.
The originally gentle eyes were now filled with a sharpness that made people dare not look directly at them. The Bodhisattva on the Lotus Platform had angry eyes and a jade-like face like a killing god.
This group of Han troops came quickly and dispersed quickly. They wrapped the heads of the Huns, drove herds of cattle and sheep, laughed and left, leaving the Huns who came to support them without even seeing their tails.
From today on, the sound of the Han army's horse hooves will be a nightmare hanging over the heads of the Huns.
Wei Qing's name will spread throughout the grassland. At this time, the Huns do not know that this name will become an evil god that follows them everywhere in their hearts. In the future, there will be another name that will stand alongside it and together they will be the shadow of their nearly twenty years.
【Author’s words】
My uncle is the Jade-faced Killer God, hehe.
Let’s write the Christmas and New Year extra chapters together and post them today. I have a thesis defense on the 2nd.
1. Being sick
Huo Yan is a doctor who always likes to take care of other people's illnesses and take medicine, especially Huo Qubing and his uncle, but the doctor does not treat himself, so he became sick.
It was a cold winter day and he was checking accounts in the office when he caught a fever unconsciously. He took some medicine and continued to suffer from fever. In the end, he was dragged back to the Huo Mansion by Sang Hongyang in an ox cart.
Huo Huqi was not as busy as Wei Qing. He only took care of military affairs and had a lot of free time. Sometimes he was so free that he could spend the whole day playing with children and birds in the Huo Mansion, or strolling around the streets of Chang'an.
So when Huo Yan was carried back, Huo Piaoqi's bird flew away and the baby ran away.
"Ayan." Huo Qubing's face darkened, his expression cold and sharp. "Who hurt you?"
He thought Huo Yan was stabbed.
Huo Yan's eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up. He felt dizzy and weak all over. He felt that the flour would be cooked in a while. The white flour was burnt so much that the corners of his eyes turned red. He ignored Huo Qubing and reached out his hand.
Huo Qubing understood and carried him into the house with a blanket. Huo Yan seemed to have entered an absolutely safe shell where he could completely entrust all his softness and fragility. He frowned in discomfort, which was rare for him. His brain was drowsy from his illness and he had no time to react. His body subconsciously followed the instinctive action and he nestled into Huo Qubing's neck and cried.
"Brother, they are all sons of bitches, they won't even answer the bill."
Huo Qubing was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, so after hearing this, he pinched his mouth and fed him the medicine. Then he waited by the bed, wiping his brother's tears and agreeing with him from time to time.
Huo Yan cursed a lot, and finally he closed his eyes and let himself fall into a deep sleep.
Then three hours passed, from day to night, and the dish was heated three times. Huo Qubing discovered that his younger brother was unconscious.
The child couldn't wake up, he was anxious, Wei Qing was anxious, the Wei family was anxious, and the Liu family was also anxious.
Under the gaze of a group of powerful men, the imperial physician took Huo Yan's pulse and finally glanced at Liu Che with an unsure expression. This was truly oppressive; the child hadn't slept in days.
In the end, in order to prevent the Emperor of the Han Dynasty from being scolded, the imperial physician simply said that Huo Yan was tired from the fever and would be fine after some sleep.
When Huo Yan woke up from his sleep, it was already dawn and he found that he had left Chang'an.
The little boy beside him, A-Xian, said with a smile, "Uncle Zhong, let's play!"
He was just wondering when his brother lifted the carriage curtain and handed him a bowl of porridge.
"My uncle has been very free recently, so I've taken on the job for you. Come and play with me and A-Han."
Huo Yan suddenly came to his senses, drank a bowl of porridge, and pulled Huo Xian to go fishing and catch birds.
At this time, Liu Ju, who was drafted by his father, grabbed Huo Guang's hand and said: Zi Meng, save me!
2. Hanwu Collection (V) Baby
There is a dessert shop near Hanwu Company, and the owner of this shop has a close relationship with the stomach of Wei, the general manager of Hanwu Group.
General Manager Wei even has thirty of his company's points cards.
That day, the dessert shop received a WeChat message from their big client, General Manager Wei.
[Which kind of cakes are safe for babies? :)]
The dessert shop immediately introduced more than a dozen desserts.
General Manager Wei spent a ton of money, ordered a variety of cakes, and also asked for customized greeting cards.
The dessert shop worked overtime and finally thoughtfully inserted a greeting card on the small cake, hoping that the little babies Bingbing/Yanyan will always be happy.
Huo Qubing went outside to get the birthday cake his uncle bought for him. When he looked at the Ultraman on it, he raised his cheek and had a bad feeling.
Huo Yan rushed over and was eager to unwrap the cake. He saw the greeting card on the cake and was silent for a moment. Finally, he said shamelessly, "Baby Bingbing, Baby Yanyan, I knew we were uncle's babies."
Huo Qubing didn't say anything, but just took a bite of baby Yanyan's cake.
Huo Yan also silently took a bite of the baby's sick cake. It was nothing, just his own, and he could not eat it.
3. He's just a kid!
Wei Qing and Liu Che recently fell in love with the ice cream shop for couples and children, and half-price for college students. Based on the principle of not getting something for nothing, Liu Che encouraged Wei Qing to take his two nephews to get ice cream late at night.
They each held one.
Wei Qing, who was at the front, frowned handsomely and raised Huo Qubing's hand, saying, "He is just a child. How old is he? Why can't he be a baby?"
Liu Che, who was standing behind him, pointed at Huo Yan's student and said, "I'm with him. How can I not be a college student? Call your manager."
Huo Yan: ...
Huo Qubing: ...
Damn, I finally understand why my aunt/uncle refused to come.
4. Silly and stupid child
Sometimes Wei Qing would smile unconsciously when looking at Huo Qubing and Huo Yan, with tears in his eyes, all of which were the care of a teacher for his students and the earnest expectations for his fledglings.
When he met these two children, he was too young to know how to be a father, but as he got to know them better, he began to act like a father.
He thought that even if he had children in the future, he would definitely still love these two more.
Because he had been with these two nephews, who shared the same plight, for so long, and even though their family members gradually drifted away, these two children always stood by him. Because they were so much like him, they had also been pointed at and despised because of their backgrounds, and they also had a proud spirit that refused to bow down.
They are the continuation of his spirit and his children.
So he wanted to choose the best teachers for these two children, pave the way for them, let them come before His Majesty, and let them obtain what he had never obtained.
His idea was not wrong. These two children were more like him than any other children. They were like the two ends of a scale. They were eager to grow up quickly, fly out of Wei Qing's protective wings, and finally take each other's side, one on the left and one on the right, to lift up the huge rock that was pressing on him.
Uncle, uncle, we treat you like a father.
Uncle, we must protect the Han Dynasty, the Wei family, and the prince.
Two silly and stupid children, actually to your uncle, you two are children who need to be protected, you are two little babies.
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