Rui Hegui

This day's court meeting didn't end until noon, after Zhao Liangyue was sent out of the Meridian Gate by the officials, he saw Zheng Xiu waiting in the carriage from a distance, so he bid farewell to the officials and boarded Zheng Xiu's carriage.

Zheng Xiu was old again due to coughing up blood and fainting. He was lying in the carriage this time, looking haggard.

Zhao Liangyue took the decoction from the servant and presented it to Zheng Xiu, but Zheng Xiu waved his hand and refused.

"Everyone else told me what you said at the court meeting." Zheng Xiu looked at Zhao Liangyue with a sad face, and sighed several times, "I'm bluffing people, but it's true. It’s hard to tell if it’s fake, that is to say, the courtiers in the capital who are usually rich and idle and ignore government affairs can be deceived by you.”

Zhao Liangyue insisted on letting Zheng Xiu drink the medicine, and said, "It's not entirely a lie to appease people."

Zheng Xiu gulped down a large bowl of decoction, frowned bitterly, and asked, "Then tell me, apart from Mobei, what is there in the southwestern border and the Jiangnan border that can be rivaled?"

Zhao Liangyue smiled lightly, waved the boy back, and said: "In the Southwest Territory, there are not only the three adults of Tian Chuxing and the Jin family, but also a general who has wandered outside the Southwest for 15 years."

Zheng Xiu was taken aback when he heard the words, then straightened his upper body abruptly, looked at Zhao Liangyue with wide eyes, and said, "You really found it..."

Zheng Xiu didn't finish his sentence, but both of them knew what he was going to say, Zhao Liangyue nodded to him.

Zheng Xiuchang sighed, and said: "If it were them, they would indeed be able to save one party. It's just that the great injustice back then, how can the court pay off the debt?"

Zhao Liangyue cupped his hands towards Zheng Xiu, and said: "If the old case is overturned in the future, I hope you will help me."

"Don't worry about it, even if you fight this old bone, I will help you to solve that old case." Zheng Xiu felt uncomfortable, and after being silent, he asked again: "What about the Jiangnan border? Cangji is not involved in government affairs?" Tie Lu, why is Yun Hezi willing to come out of the mountain?"

Zhao Liangyue frowned slightly, and said: "Because the last piece of Ruihe Token has been taken out, what I want is to solve the disaster of Dongyi."

Zheng Xiu understood it when he heard the words, but Ren Jiu was full of doubts, and said: "According to Mr. Xiao, among the three Ruihe orders, the first two are controlled by people in the court, and the request is also indirectly related to the court. Now the third Kui even directly pulled Yunhezi himself into the court. These are all contrary to Cangji's ancestral precepts, and one has to feel that the Ruihe Order itself may be to protect Daxu."

Zheng Xiu paused, looked at the vast sky, and said: "The young king taboo was given Ruihe to write calligraphy by his predecessor on Cangji Mountain, and he and his senior brother Yunhe were called Cangji Shuangbi. After the old case, most people in the world only remember Yunhezi, so," Zheng Xiu looked back at Zhao Liangyue, and asked, "What made him let go of his grievances, and who used the last piece of Ruihe Token to invite him out?"

Zhao Liangyue recalled the secret letter that Yunhezi entrusted someone from Jiangnan to deliver to him not long ago, and his throat tightened.

The long wind swept across the world, and the voice of his speech was blown like a whimper. Zhao Liangyue's answer seemed to be stretched infinitely by the wind, and it kept lingering in his ears:

"Senior said that what my junior brother drew was too clean, and he was destined to die in filth. But as a senior brother, he still had to think about everything, so he had nothing to do, and made three tokens for fun. Give it to the hapless apprentice of that stupid junior, give one piece to the talented man in the capital who has never been an official in his life, and keep one piece for himself, and when the time comes, he will do something stupid like the stupid junior."

Yunhezi is different from Wang Taboo, he has always shown the world with a free and easy image, he does not enter the court, does not get involved in the world, wanders freely in the rivers and lakes, mountains and rivers, and claims to be a guest of clouds and smoke.

But in the world of life, the common people are in dire straits, how can the powerful people really stay out of it?

Rui Heling, even the name is taken from the words of his junior brother, how can he really let go of his death?How can he let go of his long-cherished wish that he pursued all his life but was destroyed by the middle way?

The word "stupid" already answered everything.

"Fifteen years have passed, and in the end, those who guard Daxu are still those people."

There were faint tears in Zheng Xiu's cloudy eyes, he folded his hands and faced southeast, and made a deep bow.

It was already very late when we returned to the south courtyard, Uncle Song served the warm chicken soup, Youbai and Abai started to wrestle again, Zhao Liangyue finally got a break, sat in the small pavilion and looked at them, couldn't help showing a smile.

Then, Zhao Liangyue thought of Bandit Chu again.

Tu Yuan still went to war, so where is Bandit Chu now?Jingzhong has not received the news for a long time, and his heart has been hanging.

"My lord, drink the chicken soup, it will be cold later." Uncle Song came over to remind him.

Zhao Liangyue smiled at Uncle Song, picked up the chicken soup and drank it in two gulps, without tasting anything.

"I'm a little tired today, I'll rest first." Zhao Liangyue said as he entered the room and got on the couch.

In fact, too many things have happened recently, no matter how sleepy he is, he can't sleep well, but this day perhaps Uncle Song lit some tranquilizing incense, and Zhao Liangyue fell asleep very quickly.

Puyang City.

At the end of Xu Dynasty, a fast horse came from the south of the Yangtze River. Han Ting stood at the gate of the city in a dark blue uniform and waited for a long time. When he saw a familiar figure, he smiled and immediately left all his subordinates and ran over.

"Why are you waiting here so late?" Xiang Mian got off the horse and rubbed the messy hair on Han Ting's forehead, "I'm not telling you, I may not arrive until tomorrow."

"Isn't it here?" Han Ting chuckled, took Xiang Mian into the city, took the lantern from his subordinates, and left the two of them walking side by side on the long street.

It was the night when the waning moon broke through the heavy clouds, and the bright moonlight was like water, flowing quietly throughout Puyang City.

"There is a stall selling cosmetics here during the daytime. The business is very good. They also paint all kinds of eyebrows for customers, such as distant mountain eyebrows, autumn eyebrows, and crescent eyebrows. They are all very good, but Mian Zhi never imagined it. The owner of the stall is a big man with five big and three thick."

"Also here, do you see the sunken marks on the ground? It's because there's a boulder-crusher performing here all the time. I tried to wrestle with him, but we almost lost."

"Mianzhi, look over there. In the alley next to the restaurant, there are often people selling candied haws. If Brother Zhao comes, I will make him get tired of eating it."

……

Han Ting walked in front, constantly introducing him to the streets he was familiar with, with a smile on his face, Xiang Mian followed behind, occasionally asking a question, neither of them mentioned the recent affairs of Gyeonggi.

After walking the entire length of the long street, the Puyang government office was in sight, Han Ting stopped, looked up at the plaque, and suddenly asked: "Mianzhi, do you think the Han family still has a chance of redemption?"

Xiang Mian looked at Xiao Rong who disappeared almost instantly from Han Ting, stretched out his hand to embrace him, and said softly: "The Han family is the Han family, you are you, Brother Zhao and the others all understand."

"Yes, they understand, so I'm still Puyang's guard." Han Ting put his head on Xiang Mian's neck and asked, "But I'm afraid that one day Brother Zhao will make things difficult for me."

"No." Xiang Mian put a kiss on Han Ting's forehead and said, "You still have me. If that day really comes, I can accompany you to retreat to the mountains and forests, and be an idle and happy person."

Han Ting laughed again, and said, "Okay, don't forget Mianzhi when the time comes."

Xiang Mian stretched out his hand and scratched Han Ting's nose, and smiled: "I never broke my promise, but you, last time I said that I would find a chance to come to Jiangnan for a few days, but in the end I stayed in Puyang and refused to leave."

Han Ting coughed lightly, and hurriedly said: "Then you are going to Mobei to find your uncle, so you just stopped by to see me?"

"It's really eloquent." Xiang Mian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he simply lowered his head and sealed his mouth with a kiss.

The next day, Han Ting woke up in Xiang Mian's arms. Seeing that Xiang Mian hadn't woken up yet, he leaned on the pillow with his chin in his hands, and looked at Xiang Mian carefully.

Xi light slanted into the room and sprinkled on Xiang Mian's face from the side, outlining the outline of the deep facial features more clearly, like rolling hills.

Looking at it, Han Ting suddenly remembered that this person always bullied him when he was a child, so he pinched Xiang Mian's nose in retaliation, and when Xiang Mian frowned slightly, and was about to open his mouth to breathe, Han Ting covered his mouth with his other hand .

Then, Xiang Mian woke up completely, turned over and changed positions as soon as he opened his eyes, pressed the troublesome Han Ting under him, and then stretched out his hand to tickle him, forcing Han Ting to beg for mercy repeatedly.

After the two of them woke up after their fuss, it was already past breakfast. Han Ting rubbed his stomach, curled his lips and glared at Xiang Mian, Xiang Mian consciously went to the small kitchen in the backyard and ordered two bowls of noodles himself.

After eating the noodles, it was time for Han Ting to set off for Mobei, while Han Ting sent him all the way out of the city gate, and then reluctantly followed him ten miles north.

Xiang Mian looked back at Han Ting who was holding a corner of his robe, smiled helplessly and sadly, and said, "Go back, I'll be back when I help Uncle finish reorganizing the army in the north."

Han Ting snorted and was about to say something when suddenly a postman galloped towards them.

A bad premonition arose in the two of them.

"Report! The wooden city on the northern line was raided by Dongyi last night, and it has fallen!" The postman hurriedly got off his horse and knelt down on one knee to salute. You could see blood on his robe, and his eyes were filled with fear.

The two were shocked, Han Ting helped the postman up, and asked anxiously, "Where is the Dongyi army now?"

The postman's voice was trembling: "I have crossed the Luo River."

Han Ting frowned very tightly, and asked again: "How many people are there in Dongyi this time?"

"A total of more than [-]."

Xiang Mian stepped forward and asked, "How many messages have you sent?"

"Back to the general, I am the only one who escaped from Mucheng."

The two immediately got on their horses, and hurried to the city with whips.

Mucheng is a pass between Mobei and Jiangnan. It is sixty miles east of Puyang City. A new intelligence line was set up here, but Dongyi took it as a breakthrough and easily captured it.

But the two of them had no time to think about what went wrong—Dongyi had already crossed the Luo River, and it took less than an hour to march to the city of Puyang. But both he and Xiang Mian knew that by the time the nearest Pingdong garrison from the south arrived, it would be at least night, that is, it would take four or five hours, and it was obviously too late.

Han Ting and Xiang Mian quickly assembled the soldiers and horses of Puyang City, a total of more than [-] people. It was a drop in the bucket to deal with Dongyi's [-] army, but they had to defend it. If Puyang City fell, the Dongyi army would be defeated. Due to the brutal nature of the soldiers, more than a dozen surrounding towns were slaughtered and bloody—at least they had to guard until the postmen brought the urgent report to the Pingdong garrison and dragged it to the reinforcements.

Not long after, a sentinel came to report that the Dongyi army had arrived twenty miles to the east.

Han Ting and Xiang Mian leaned against the city wall and wiped each other's weapons. Xiang Mian said with emotion: "It seems that it's too early to send them off. No, I'll stay here."

Han Ting touched the old sheath of Xiang Mian's saber, smiled when he heard this, and said, "That's right, I knew I wouldn't give it away."

Xiang Mian clicked his tongue, and touched the hair on top of Han Ting's head vigorously, making it into a chicken coop, and Zhao Liangyue punched Xiang Mian on the shoulder.

"Report! The Dongyi army was found ten miles east."

Han Ting and Xiang Mian put helmets on each other, and all the defenders were in place, and the adjutant of Puyang City also led people to gather the people in the city to the safe area of ​​the government office.

"Report! The Dongyi Army was found in the East Five Miles!"

Han Ting looked at the dark attackers in the distance, his eyes became very sharp.

Xiang Mian leaned over and asked, "Yuanting, are you afraid?"

Han Ting smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of death? I'm not a child anymore. Why, Mianzhi won't be afraid, right?"

"How is it possible?" Xiang Mian drew out his knife in an uproar, his light was as cold as water, "This Dongyi army of [-] is just like us. They are all gambling, and it depends on who wins."

If the Dongyi army captured Puyang before the reinforcements arrived, it would be another big hole in the east of Daxu after Mucheng, which would be difficult to mend for a while, and then the Dongyi army would be able to increase without hindrance.

If Puyang City can wait for reinforcements, the Dongyi army will be unable to retreat, and tens of thousands of people in the surrounding towns will be spared from disaster.

"The puppies are here, do it!"

As Han Ting spoke, he waved his hand, and the wooden rolling stone was pushed to the edge of the city wall, and then it fell like thunder, smashing the head of the first batch of Dongyi soldiers, many of them died on the spot, but more Dongyi soldiers followed. Soldiers swarmed up.

"Report! The west gate will be broken!"

A young general covered in blood hurriedly ran to the main gate, Xiang Mian got up with a knife in his hand, said a word to Han Ting who came over amidst the shouts of killing, and then led him to disappear over the wall.

Han Ting didn't hear Xiang Mian's words clearly, but that mouth shape had appeared between them too many times:

"Yuanting, I love you."