If more people know about it, they will be more alert.
Zhao Qiwu took the letters and keepsakes in his chest and handed them to the emperor for decision after his class teacher returned to the court.
With a little bow, he said to Mu Yan, "thank you for your help. Zhao Qi Wu will remember it."
Those people in the river and lake all bow their hands in return: "General Zhao, I'm serious." With that, one of them turned to Mu Yan and said, "brother mu, if it's nothing important, we'll leave here first."
"Good." Mu Yan nodded and watched them go away.
Zhao Qiwu looked at Mu Yan's back. Although his clothes were stained with blood, he was not embarrassed. Moreover, he had a chivalrous heart. He couldn't help admiring him. "Would you like to come back to the capital with us?"
The snow was covered with blood. Mu Yan took back his sword and wiped off the blood stains on it. His eyes were as deep as a pool.
"I won't go back to Beijing with the general. If I have a chance, I'll see you in the world." Just a moment later, he turned over and got on the horse. A whistle sounded on the horse's back. Then he saw a powerful Falcon hovering over his head.
Mu Yan's figure gradually disappeared, and his fellow soldiers asked, "general, this man is a wizard. Why don't you leave him in the army?"
Zhao Qiwu took the whip in his hand and directly hit the visitor. Although it was not heavy, it hurt: "are they what we can keep?" Those people in the Jianghu are all above them in martial arts.
The little soldier was beaten. Knowing that he had said something wrong, he immediately shut up and cleaned up with the rest.
After a day's stay and a little rectification, Zhao Qiwu sent his cronies back to the capital with the news of the great victory, and specially told his colleagues to report peace.
Galloping, the horse ran for two days and two nights, which sent the news to the emperor.
This day, morning.
On the main hall of Jinluan, the emperor sat at the top of the hall with a languid look. He couldn't lift his spirits at all about what the ministers played.
Seeing this, Xuanlian stood up from the courtiers and said, "father, it's the end of the year in more than a month. I don't know which Lady the father plans to take care of this year's Palace Banquet?"
Last year, it was the empress of lotus. This year, it's his mother's turn.
The emperor stroked the temples of his forehead and pondered for a moment. Fang replied, "this year, I'll give it to Princess de. she's always steady."
"My father is right." The corner of Xuanlian's mouth curved.
Just when he was proud, he suddenly heard a report from outside the palace: "report to the emperor, the good news is coming from the frontier!" The voice of the visitor was high and excited.
The emperor, who had been in a state of depression, heard the news and immediately began to work hard: "hurry up, pass him in."
"Xuan!" Father Pinghua yelled.
When he came to the center of the hall, those civil and military officials could not help wrinkling their noses. The smell of blood on this man was too strong.
"Report back to the emperor, General Zhao won a complete victory and killed the leader of Xiongnu. Now he is going back to the court in his class!" The soldiers did not care about the strange eyes of the courtiers, neither humble nor arrogant.
Compared with the emperor's indifference to them, they are still loyal to the emperor.
Hearing this, the emperor got up from the Dragon chair and said, "is that true? Did the Pingbei general really win? "
No wonder the Emperor didn't believe it. Even Xuanlian didn't believe it. He looked back at the censor Jiang, and his eyes were full of fierce colors.
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