Chapter 261 Eight Hundred Li Urgent

Hearing this sentence, Biyue, who was in tears, was stunned. In those years, Ma Feng made a mess. Although he had already hidden his evil heart, wasn't it because he lost his second son?

And Ma Yuan died in Daizhou, and Ma Lan was killed by Yang Yanzhao, which was vaguely telling her that everything had been arranged for a long time.

"Actually, I wanted to rot in my stomach and never say it, but I've been thinking about it for a long time these days, and I still think it's better to say it."

Yang Yanzhao was still like a heart-to-heart talk, talking slowly, but Biyue around him bit her lips tightly, burst into tears, and shook her head and asked intermittently, "Why... why did you do that?"

"Why? Do you mean why I did that?

Yang Yanzhao frowned and smiled helplessly. "If you say some scenes, it is that your father does not take benevolence and righteousness as the government, the people are not living, and the people are mourning. The more important reason is that he turned to the Khitan people, recognized the thief as his father, and abandoned our Han nation.

From my selfish point of view, I want to have a rich and comfortable day. The water flows low and people go high. The Northern Han Dynasty is already devastated, and the building will fall. How can a few single trees support it? Therefore, there is nothing more cost-effective than investing in the Song Dynasty, but in the end, it happened to be self-defeating and expelled from the house, alone and lonely.

After saying this, Yang Yanzhao looked at the blue moon with tears on his face and his body trembling. "I know that it is the general trend for you to take Jinyang City from the Song Dynasty to the north. You certainly don't want to believe it, but this thing is going to happen after all. Even if my little actions, even if they don't, will not affect the reality that the Northern Han Dynasty will no longer exist in the future."

He pushed the dagger on the table towards Biyue's side, and Yang Yanzhao's face was still flat and gentle. "If the 'why' in your mouth means why I told you this, I think maybe I don't want you to do those stupid things again."

Looking at the sobbing Biyue's hands shaking and slowly reaching to the dagger on the table, Yang Yanzhao sighed, got up and walked out. He took a few steps but stopped and said, "If you hate, then hate me. If you want to kill me, then live well. After all, living is more important than anything else.

"Dangdang!"

There was a crisp sound from behind. Biyue squatted on the ground and cried with a headache. Yang Yanzhao shook his head, opened the door and walked out of the room.

In the yard, Zhang Qian's mother and son paced back and forth worriedly. However, Li Zhi was like a person who had nothing to do. He laughed so much that he talked nonsense and didn't care about Zhang Qian's absent-mindedness when answering.

When Yang Yanzhao came out, Zhang Qian walked forward quickly, with a face full of eagerness and worry. After listening to Biyue's crying in his ears, he added a little pity between his eyebrows.

"Qiu Bai, be nice to Miss Biyue. After a while, let's move back. Everyone is thinking about you."

After saying that, he smiled at Aunt Zhang and nod his head and strode out. On one side, Li Zhi hurriedly arched his hand to Zhang Qian and Aunt Zhang, and said goodbye urgently, "Brother Qiu Bai, Aunt Zhang, I'll come back in two days."

After saying that, he turned around and chased Yang Yanzhao away.

"Brother Yanzhao!"

When the two of them walked a few feet away, Zhang Qian's call came from behind him. Looking back, he saw him standing at the gate of the courtyard with hesitation on his face. After a while, he opened his mouth and asked, "Brother Yanzhao, is the fish's injury better?"

"When I came out, the fish hadn't woken up yet. Maybe I went back to the yard. Her little girl was already jumping around the room." Yang Yanzhao said with a smile, and then waved his hand to Zhang Qian to walk out of the alley. As soon as she turned around and said, "Oh, by the way, the little girl also I miss you."

After saying that, he left, leaving Zhang Qian alone in front of the courtyard door, his eyes full of sadness, looking at the southeast of Bianliang City, where there was a small courtyard full of warmth.

There are also eight sisters that he can't miss.

Out of the alley and getting into the carriage, Li Zhi became surprisingly quiet and silently took out a book from his arms. Yang Yanzhao closed his eyes and leaned against the carriage.

I hope that today I can open the knot of Biyue's heart, so that the little lady can accept her feelings for him and Zhang Qian's admiration. If the two can come together, it would be great.

At least, in these depressing and even disgusting days, there is a few good news.

The carriage walked lightly, and the red sun was hanging in the air. On the street, the voices were boiling, and another lively and busy day began. He lifted the curtain cloth and looked at the passers-by. Yang Yanzhao felt like he was in another world.

"Dodge, dodge, military emergency report, 800 miles to expedite!"

The noisy and quiet Bianliang City exploded with the sound of horses' hoofs. On the side of the street, the carriage stopped. Through the window, Yang Yanzhao could see a light horse galloping past, and the direction they went to was the imperial city.

"Eight hundred miles of urgency, this is a bad thing, Brother Yanzhao, is there something wrong?"

Looking at the cavalry who had left, Li Zhi's face changed greatly and said a little worriedly. Although he was always hippie and not serious, Yang Yanzhao knew that this kind of close friendship that was slightly fat and had no power to bind chickens was a true angry youth. If it came to the critical day of the life and death of the Song Dynasty, he would definitely not Hesitantly abandoned the pen, picked up the three-foot green front, and went into battle to kill the enemy.

"It's time to come. It seems that troops will be sent north soon."

At the end of the street, Yang Yanzhao put down the curtain and said gently. There was a little helplessness in his voice and a little sadness. Hearing his words, Li Zhi couldn't help but change his face and fell into the carriage.

Li Zhijia is in Zhaozhou City, Hebei Road, and Zhaozhou City is located at the northern end of Bianliang, which is very close to Khitan. If the two countries go to war, they will be the first to suffer from the war. At that time, won't the mountains and rivers be broken and the people will not live?

The carriage continued to walk on the street, and the scene of the 800-mile rush was like a pebble throwing into the lake, which caused an uproar in Bianliang City.

Since Taizu's expedition to the south and the north, the Song Dynasty has become more and more stable, especially when today's soldiers have recovered Jinyang City without bloodshed. Since then, the Song Dynasty has been the country and the peace of the people, and the four seas have risen to peace.

Today, it suddenly appeared, which had not appeared for a long time, and even had to be forgotten in everyone's memory. All kinds of speculations suddenly flew all over the sky.

In the wine and teahouse, Yang Yanzhao can clearly hear the words such as 'Kiedan' and 'Northern Expedition'. It seems that these people who are busy with their livelihood every day also understand the inevitability of the war between the two countries. Thinking of the intertwining hundreds of years to come, they can't help sighing secretly. Is this Is it fate?

All the way, these words were all in his ears. Li Zhi's face was getting worse and worse. In the carriage, the two looked at each other speechless and waited to return to the yard. When he got out of the carriage, Xiao Muchun pulled the whip and looked like he wanted to talk. Finally, when Yang Yanzhao was about to step into the courtyard door, he would bear it. He said for a long time, "Teacher, brothers also want to fight the Khitan dog."

Looking at the swirling gas in his eyes, Yang Yanzhao understood that this was what Xiao Muchun and others had always longed for. At the beginning, in Daizhou City, this group of soldiers and ruffians took pleasure in hunting and killing the Khitan people. In the past two years, they have followed their journey around the north and south of the Yangtze River, and their life was a little plain, although there were no words in their mouths. But in the bottom of my heart, I have never forgotten the days when I licked blood on the knife.

Some people are born for war. Obviously, Xiao Muchun and others he trained belong to this column.

Turning around, Yang Yanzhao smiled with some shame, "Brother Xiao, the order of the court has not come down yet. Even if the war has started, now I have an official position, and everything has to be followed by the court, which is not as good as before."

His eyes were full of loss. He gritted his teeth and rubbed his whiskers with his hands. Xiao Muchun squeezed out a smiling face. "Don't worry, the instructor, it's okay. The overall situation is important. Someone and his brothers still know it."

After saying that, he smiled naively and drove the carriage to the restaurant at the entrance of the alley. Yang Yanzhao turned around and walked to the yard, but Li Zhi sighed behind his ears.

When he returned to the house, he looked at Ba Mei and said something. Before long, he saw Chai Qingyun coming in from the outside, holding a few skirts in his hand.

He walked to the bed and looked at Ba Mei, and then asked Luo's daughter in a low voice. His frown suddenly stretched out. He secretly looked at Yang Yanzhao and opened his mouth, but did not make a sound.

Turning around, Chai Qingyun recruited the green beads and handed the skirt and long shirt in her hand to the wind. "A few days ago, there was something wrong with Ping Niang, who was doing needle and thread in the house, so I delayed the clothes of the wind. Well, when Ping Niang came back, she rushed to work and made a few sets. Do you see if there is anything you like?"

On the side, Pai Feng looked at Chai Qingyun in a daze and didn't know what to say. Following Yang Yanzhao, she had known the high-ranking princess for a long time. From the sour taste to the awe that could not be seen from afar, she gradually understood that a dazzling man like the prince should be with the noble princess. Together, she married a beautiful and virtuous Luo's daughter, and what she could do was to hide the little admiration in her heart.

Because she is just the daughter of a servant.

Even if Bamei, Luo's daughter can get along with Chai Qingyun freely, but Paifeng can't do it. Whenever she sees the noble face, I don't know why, there will always be the uncontrollable humility in her heart.

"Exhaust, since Yuer gave it to you, take it."

Yang Yanzhao whispered, and then the exhaust wind stretched out his hand, took the clothes, and thanked him in a fine voice, "Exhaust thank you, princess."

Chai Qingyun shook her head with a smile. She has said several times that there is no need for such courtesy, but the exhaust is still so reserved. Perhaps, after a long time, she can get used to it.

Luo's girl and Lv Zhu went to try on the clothes with the exhaust wind. Chai Qingyun walked behind Yang Yanzhao and gently leaned on his back. "Liulang, when I see you cheer up, I feel much more at ease."

Listening to Chai Qingyun's worried words, Yang Yanzhao grabbed her jade hand, put it on her face, and said with an apologetic smile, "There were some things that I didn't figure out a few days ago. Now that I have figured it out, it's much better."

"Hmm."

Chai Qingyun answered in a low voice. When he was about to bend down and lean his face on Yang Yanzhao's shoulder, he heard a sharp voice, "Lord Yang, are you at home?"

Hearing the sound, there should be someone from the palace. Yang Yanzhao straightened his clothes and walked out. He couldn't help but think of the scene of 800 miles of urgent transmission in the city before. Perhaps, the person who came was related to this matter.

But even so, what does this Northern Expedition have to do with his small five-grade Hanlin servant?