Chapter 747

The carriage arrived at Fengxiang tower after about a long time of incense. At the beginning of summer, she got off the carriage first and picked up LAN Yuying. The moon wind pull behind her also got off the car by herself.

At the beginning of summer, I couldn't help watching them. People were filled with emotion. The moon wind was like a shining moon, and the blue feather cherry was the sunrise to break away from the clouds.

The two stood up in front of her, which made her reluctant to look away and touched her face.

In early summer, I remember that when I first met old general Zhao in general Zhao's barracks, Zhao Shuangquan also said that his sister, his mother, was also one of the best beauties in the capital.

How come your appearance doesn't match your beauty at all. After thinking about it, the Marquis must have lowered his appearance!

At the same time, as far away as Chang'an, Kyoto, the state of Xiao, the Marquis, who was discussing with the five Mongolian princes in the study of the Marquis, sneezed coldly, making Wu Getai, who was waiting for his reply, full of people.

With an apologetic face, the Marquis handed him a silk handkerchief. While wiping the tea stains on his face, Wu Getai didn't forget to tease: "people serve tea to see off the guests. Marquis, you spray tea to see off the guests..."

The Marquis blushed and frowned: "hypocritical!"

Wu Getai wiped his face and respectfully handed back his handkerchief: "what the Marquis taught me is what I just mentioned..."

The Marquis sighed, and there was a hard to hide injury in his tone: "it wasn't difficult, but it happened to catch up with Xingwen..."

At this time, even at the end of February, Xiao mubai was trapped in the state of Liang and was still in the western regions in early summer.

Wu Getai has not replied to Xiao mubai's letters. Chang'an has not received the bad news of Zhao Xingwen for many days, but Wu Getai feels that things can't be delayed any longer.

Although I talk and laugh with Xiao Muhong every day, I can't miss the business.

Therefore, he discussed with the marquis in his study and wanted to take Aodeng gerile to join the Mongolian army.

If the Marquis met Xiao Zimu personally and opened the mouth, Xiao Zimu would not refuse.

After all, although Aodeng gerile was the imperial concubine of Xiao Yanjun, she was also hanged on the city tower of Danfeng gate in early summer when Xiao Yanjun raised troops into the palace city.

Wu Getai wanted him to release Aodeng gerile and return to the Mongols. He sold face, which not only filled the face of the Marquis, but also showed good to the Mongols.

Now Xiao is still in civil strife, and he doesn't want to continue to fight at this time.

However, the two armies clashed, and the Mongols killed Zhao Xingwen by using Yin moves. The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty hate the Mongols so much that even Xiao Mu's red eyes don't want to see Wu Getai, let alone take aodengge rile back to him at this time.

Even if Xiao Zimu was willing, all officials would quarrel in the hall of supreme harmony.

Wu Getai saw the embarrassment on the Hou Ye's face, collected a teasing tone and said, "that's why I want to take her to join the army as soon as possible. You and I don't want to receive this bad news again."

The Marquis pinched his eyebrows and knew that what he said was reasonable. If the war continues like this, Zhao Jiajun will fight back with all his strength, and the damage of both sides is inevitable.

For Hou ye and Wu Getai, this situation is something neither of them wants to see.

"Go back and pack your clothes first. As for the princess, I'll think of a way." The Marquis frowned and waved to him.

Wu Getai was delighted. Knowing that it was really difficult for the Marquis, he respectfully saluted and withdrew from the study.

Under the starry sky, in the night wind.

Similarly, Bingwen in Mingxiang garden was worried. He drank alone in the courtyard, spilled a cup of sake and fell an arc on the ground.

To Zhao Xingwen's heroic soul and his incompetence.

A gentleman should have raised his sword to Chang'an when he died.

However, he has no strength to bind the chicken, empty and full of resentment, but he can't cut the enemy for him

Since Yin Guangbo escorted gold and silver back to Chang'an, he temporarily lived in Mingxiang garden.

As soon as he finished talking with Xiao Zimu from the palace, he came back and saw Bingwen, who was half drunk and half awake, singing poetry in the courtyard.

"Don't laugh when you're drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times..."

Yin Guangbo asked Jiewu, who was waiting on the side, "why didn't Shizhong fly over to take care of him?"

Jie Wu looked speechless: "don't say goodbye. He drank separately and just recited poetry. Just put it together, I finally sent the Shiyuan master with a bunch of snot and tears back to his room."

Yin Guangbo sighed, "how long have you been drinking?"

Jiewu thought for a while: "from before you entered the palace to now..."

Before his voice fell, Yan Guangbo stamped his foot and walked towards Bingwen. He took Bingwen with a listless look and got up to take him back to his room, but he dragged him down and sat beside him: "Guangbo, you're back, come on! There's wine today, drunk today, worry tomorrow, worry tomorrow..."

Yin Guangbo reached out to take the bottle he handed him and drank it on his back. In recent days, he heard Shi Zhongfei say that Bingwen and Zhao Xingwen had a good personal relationship.

When Zhao Xingwen came to Beijing, Bingwen followed him to live in Mingxiang garden.

Speaking of it, Zhao Xingwen and Huo Wenshu have a deep relationship, thanks to the good matchmaker Bingwen.

If it hadn't been for his proposal, Shi Zhongfei's deployment, I'm afraid it would have been Zhao Xingwen's stupid boy. I don't know how long he would have delayed telling his love, let alone the imperial decree to marry him later.

At the beginning, a pair of beautiful people who seemed to be made in heaven are separated by Yin and Yang. No wonder Bingwen and Shi Zhongfei are the two most sad people in their group.

Although Yin Guangbo had contact with Zhao Xingwen when he was in ancient Anhui, it was only a few days' friendship after all. It was too deep to talk about. It can be seen that Bingwen looked like this, and he was really uncomfortable.

The people in front of us can't pull or persuade them to go.

Yin Guangbo waved to Jie Wu and planned to drag his students back to the house.

After listening to his intention, Jie Wu waved his hand and said helplessly, "it's useless. As long as you're awake, you'll always drink. Who dares to lock him in the room and refuse his wine."

On the cold night at the end of February, Yin Guangbo was so anxious that he couldn't let him live in such a day of drunkenness and depression.

But at present, there seems to be nothing worth worrying about except the Mongolian.

And Bingwen can't care about marching and fighting, even if he wants to.

Yin Guangbo thought about what he could do to cheer him up and give him hope.

Suddenly he patted on the forehead and said to Bingwen, who was still two or three points mentally: "I saw you inquire about two people everywhere. I don't know the girl named Su qianle, but I was a little impressed by the man with the mark of seven stars and beads on his chest."