108 a glass of wine

In late autumn, yellow leaves fell to the ground. Murong Xueyan finally survived the 100 days without leaving home and came to the imperial garden to enjoy the flowers. In this season, the flowers wither, but only ** are still in full bloom. At a glance, the eyes are full of brilliance.

It turned out that in the whole hundred days, she missed so much that there was only ** that she could appreciate. It's better to die with a fragrance than to blow it down in the north wind." She thought of this ancient poem with the pride of **.

A gust of wind blew over, blowing down a yellow leaf, like a spinning elf, spinning gently in the air.

"Wh! A leaf falls and you know autumn..." Murong Xueyan sighed leisurely.

"Girl, it's windy here. Let's go in." Ruxin gently persuaded.

"With such a little wind, how can people freeze to death?" Murong Xueyan smiled and said, "The ** here is really beautiful. I want to sing.

"Girl, you'd better wear this and catch a cold carefully." Jingyu tied a thick cloak for her.

These two exaggerated women! Murong Xueyan smiled, stood beside **, and said:

In the sun, the kite broke the line. As in the past, it fell in front of me.

Who is that? I forgot to fly the kite and clenched it tightly and picked up the autumn of that year..." The lyrics were filled with a faint sadness and a touch. Murong Xueyan didn't know why she sang this song on this sunny afternoon.

I'll see you on a sunny day. Will she and Nangong Yi meet again on a sunny day, just like this song? However, goodbye, what can I do? After all, it is relatively speechless...

In this deep palace that has lost its freedom, Murong Xueyan suddenly began to miss Nangongyi. It turns out that some people can't find his good until they can no longer have it.

Her singing attracted all the attention of Xue Xijian. Her most beautiful time is when she sings, so quiet, so graceful, so refined. Those faint sadness made his heart soft in an instant. After she finished singing, she was still thinking about it. He was hesitating whether to disturb her. The waiter had made his own way and summoned:

"The Emperor is here--"

"See you, your Majesty!" Murong Xueyan and Ruxin Jingyu behind him knelt down almost at the same time.

"Get up and let me take a good look at you." Xue Xijian looked at her carefully and smiled with relief, "It's much better to see."

His eyes were so hot that she was uncomfortable all over. She had to smile exaggeratedly and break the deadlock: "Of course, it's not a serious illness. If I can't go out again, I'm going to be moldy."

"Xue Yan." Xue Xijian seemed to have encountered some trouble and looked distressed.

"What annoyance has happened to the emperor?" Murong Xueyan asked in a judgment.

"Zhao Chen, the king of South Vietnam, sent a special envoy and said..." Xue Xijian paused, thought for a moment, and said truthfully, "The princess they sent to Northern Qi in Northern Qi died strangely in the palace. The King of Southern Vietnam was furious and determined to avenge his sister and send troops to attack Northern Qi."

"The reason why they came to the Western Song Dynasty was to invite the emperor to be an ally, right?" Murong Xueyan said, "So, what does the emperor mean?"

"I have agreed." Xue Xijian turned his head with a little guilty. After all, Northern Qi was her hometown. Attacking her hometown was ashamed of her.

"The outbreak of war and the loss of life, is it what the emperor wants to see?" Murong Xueyan asked back.

Xue Xijian avoided answering, but he said to him: "Although the Eastern Wei Dynasty bowed down to the Northern Qi Dynasty, the war was just about to be neutral."

"The emperor thinks that if there is a chance of winning, he can get a piece of the pie, right?" Murong Xueyan clearly saw Xue Xijian's intentions.

"Even if his Beiqi army is strong, this time we will join hands with the two armies of South Vietnam and have a good chance of winning." Xue Xijian's victory boxing, "I have summoned Marshal Qin back to Beijing. The army will go on an expedition in a few days, and I will personally fight."

Driving in person? The Western Song Dynasty was just an allied army, not the main army. Xue Xijian was for his own selfishness and did not hesitate to drive in person...

Such Xue Xijian is very different from the stubborn teenager she recognized at the beginning. Perhaps, after taking the throne, he naturally became ambitious. He is eager to open up his territory and sit all over the world. Since ancient times, the cause of emperors has required too much bloodshed and sacrifice. To restore the throne, he relied on wisdom and really counted the war. The only time he fought with Shangguan Mo, but this time, he faced Northern Qi, which had always dominated the four countries with strong troops.

If it comes to the beginning of the war, I don't know which general Beiqi will send to fight? Nangong Yi has asked himself to guard the border fortress. In this battle, Beiqi should not use him until he has to.

"Xueyan, when I go to war, I hope you can accompany me." Xue Xi's swordsmanship.

Murong Xueyan was thinking about it. When he said it, she had a different idea. She didn't hear what he said clearly, but just smiled faintly.

"This time, I am on a personal expedition, which is a matter of life and death. So I hope to have you with me." Xue Xijian continued, "Would you like to?"

"Yes." Murong Xueyan felt that the three words "I would like" were too modern. It seemed awkward to say it, so she replaced it with a plain "can".

"The army will go on an expedition in ten days. You can start preparing for the suit earlier. The climate in Northern Qi is colder than here..." In the middle of the conversation, Xue Xijian suddenly felt funny. Murong Xueyan herself is from Northern Qi, so she doesn't know the climate of Northern Qi. This is a little too much to care about.

"Xueyan will bring warm clothes." Murong Xueyan lowered her head and answered, with a strange omen in her heart. She asked casually, "Your Majesty, do you know who Beiqi sent to go on an expedition this time?"

It is said that it is the veteran Du Feiqing. He is..."

"He is the general of Zhenguo." Murong Xueyan said. In this expedition, the general of the Northern Qi faction turned out to be Du Lanruo's father. Du Lanruo was a concubine in the palace and was unjustly expelled. Will Du Feiqing not mind?

2

The army went on an expedition, vast and vast.

Murong Xueyan appeared in the army this time, but it was not as covered up as last time. The woman disguised as a man, but directly accompanied Xue Xijian as a woman. Xue Xijian's close servant knew that her identity was extraordinary and respected her. Xue Xijian even sent Ruxin to the camp at the same time to serve her life.

It is illegal for a woman to enter the barracks, but Xue Xijian is the king of a country, and the people below have nothing to say.

This time against Northern Qi. It is reported that there are as many as 100,000 soldiers and horses in the Northern Qi Dynasty. Zhao Chen, the king of South Vietnam, poured out 70,000 soldiers and horses in the whole Southern Vietnam. Xue Xijian supported him with 40,000 soldiers and horses. The two armies met in Qilianshan at the junction of Northern Qi and South Vietnam, and then fought with the Northern Qi army.

After marching for more than half a month, he arrived at Qilian Mountain and met with the soldiers and horses of South Vietnam. That night, a banquet was held in the camp.

Zhao Chen, the king of Nanyue, personally brought a glass of wine and toasted Xue Xijian. He looked at Murong Xueyan beside him with a hidden envy and joked, "King Song, is this your queen? The queen was born so beautiful that it is no wonder that King Song even has to take it on an expedition.

"Not yet." Xue Xijian smiled and said, "But it will be soon."

Soon... How fast is it? Murong Xueyan smiled secretly. She didn't want to be the queen of Xue Xijian at all.

"Well, I would like to have a toast to the future queen." Zhao Chen raised the wine to Murong Xueyan.

"Thank you, Wang Meiyi of South Vietnam, but she is not good at drinking..."

Before Murong Xueyan finished his words, Xue Xijian had taken over: "This cup, I will drink it for you."

"If you don't marry into the door, do you protect each other like this?" Zhao Chen smiled a little ambiguously.

This king of Nanyue should be about the same age as Nangong Yi, with a very strong beard, which greatly reduces his handsome appearance. He acts and speaks, and is full of the heroic spirit of ethnic minorities. Even if the war is approaching, you can still talk and laugh freely, but I don't know whether it is sincere or really a different response.

Murong Xueyan looked at Zhao Chen and inevitably thought of the scene of seeing the dance concubine for the first time a few years ago. At that time, she was so bright and heroic. She was good at martial arts and could sing and dance, which could be called both literary and martial arts. However, how could such a rare good woman die in the years of silence in the deep palace?

What is the cause of her death? Murong Xueyan suddenly thought of a person - Yan Moyun. She was in the harem, which can be said to be overturned and covered the sky with one hand, and even Tu Lanruo was played by her.

Is it possible that the death of the dance concubine is related to this woman? If so, why is this war aimed at Bei Tanghao? It seems that this war confirms a sentence: the trend of the world will be divided after a long time, and if it is divided for a long time. The death of the dance concubine is not related to the cause of death. In short, for South Vietnam, it is a quite reasonable excuse to attack Northern Qi.