After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

He has not called His Highness often these years.

They lived in the old Northwest, Yan Huaiyin told him on the first day he came to the Northwest eight years ago, now he is just a prince who died in the old dynasty.

Zhao Huan called him His Highness everywhere to remind him that he was just a useless prince who should have died a long time ago, and his life and worth were controlled by General Zhao.

And if his own people still called Yan Huaiyin His Highness the Crown Prince everywhere, it would inevitably make General Zhao suspect that he had something wrong in his mind and harbored some wrong fantasy.

No matter who the noble and unparalleled Crown Prince is, it cannot be him, Yan Huaiyin.

Huo Yunping was out of breath, so he blurted out the word Your Highness.

"What are you angry about?" Yan Huaiyin smiled, "Zhao Huan can't be broken, and we need to be broken."

It may not be a chance for Yan Huaiyin to be able to go out after hiding in the mountains in the northwest for eight years.

Huo Yunping looked at him: "It's said in the letter that Miss is not in good health, it's better to stay and recuperate."

"This is to use Xiuqing to control me," Yan Huaiyin smiled and hummed, "So you also stayed with the Heyu Army."

When he said that, Huo Yunping, who was still furious just now, didn't say anything, but calmed down slowly.

He grew up with Yan Huaiyin. He commanded the Crane Feather Army from Chaohua City, the imperial capital, to the mountains in the northwest. He was not a reckless general who could only swear.

After thinking for a while, Huo Yunping understood the meaning of Yan Huaiyin's words: "This is the best choice now."

Only when they all stayed in the northwest, Zhao Huan could let Yan Huaiyin go to Chaohua City alone.

But Huo Yunping was still uneasy, Emperor Chengde was domineering and brutal, Zhao Huan supported himself for eight years, and now sending Yan Huaiyin, who represented Zhao Huan's power, to the imperial capital was undoubtedly sending Emperor Chengde a tool to vent his anger.

"Don't worry," Yan Huaiyin smiled as if seeing his uneasiness, "I lost the Chuanguo Yuxi for eight years, and Emperor Chengde was called the White Emperor for eight years. He thought that the Chuanguo Yuxi was in Zhao Huan's hands." , He will not do anything until he gets the Jade Seal of Chuanguo."

Huo Yunping said softly: "Then master will bring it this time?"

Yan Huaiyin lowered her eyes and nodded very lightly.

"Although Xiuqing is good at planning, she is still young," the two reached a consensus in a few words, Yan Huaiyin smiled and told him, "Guan Jin, take care of her more."

The two grew up together, Huo Yunping held the letter in one hand, and rubbed his nose with a rather embarrassed smile with the other hand: "Grandmother is old, my unfilial son hasn't returned home for eight years, and I can't go back this time either. , I’m going to write a letter, the master has returned to Chaohua City, help me deliver the letter to grandma.”

Neither of them are sentimental people, seeing Yan Huaiyin nodded, Huo Yunping stopped talking, he took out another smaller piece of paper from his sleeve, and put away the smile just now: "Master, this is Zhang Dongfeng The news of Chaohua City collected in the past three months."

Yan Huaiyin put down his things: "Tell me."

Zhang Dongfeng's writing has always been difficult to see that it was written by a human being. Although he has read countless letters from him, Huo Yunping frowned and read for a long time before he read the first sentence: "Nine thousand years old, see the son of the Minister of the Ministry of War If you don't like it, you want to kill it."

He clicked his tongue: "Isn't it possible to survive without killing some people every day for nine thousand years?"

In the letter that Zhang Dongfeng sent every three months, there was almost news of the nine thousand year old murderer.

His son today, and his father tomorrow, thanks to Chaohuacheng's sons enough to allow him to fight and kill every once in a while since his rise to fame three years ago.

Yan Huaiyin leaned against the tree next to him and listened to him reading, without saying anything, as if she was too tired, she closed her eyes slightly: "Continue."

Huo Yunping continued to read: "Because of the twenty command of Guanggu soldiers, it failed."

He raised his eyebrows in surprise: "This is really strange."

"I said why is this little commander so reckless," he said with a smile after hastily reading a few lines, "So he's a young general who has just returned to the city, so he doesn't know what the sky is high and the earth is thick."

Yan Huaiyin leaned there half dead, and when he heard this, he hummed angrily: "What's your name, where did you come from?"

Huo Yunping replied: "At the southern border, Zhou Liang's soldiers are called Gu Huanshan."

Yan Huaiyin's eyelashes trembled.

He slowly opened his eyes and straightened up.

Stretching out his hand towards Huo Yunping, Yan Huaiyin said, "Show me."

Taking the crumpled piece of paper from Huo Yunping, Yan Huaiyin lowered his eyes seriously, the young man did not linger on the line of nine thousand years old, but lightly glanced at it and looked at it. I read the passage with the words Gu Huanshan written on it.

In the first year of Changsheng, he went to the southwestern border, and after his illustrious military exploits, the dazzling little general Gu returned to the imperial capital in the early spring of this year, and served as the commander of the [-]th Guanggu soldier.

The young man who is not afraid of heaven and earth dares to point and curse at the powerful Nine Thousand Years Old.

In the lower left corner of the paper, Zhang Dongfeng also copied a small portrait of Gu Huanshan like a superfluous snake.

His handwriting is like a turtle crawling, but he has a bit of talent in painting.

Between Yan Huaiyin and the painter's eyebrows, a sense of familiarity that has been separated for many years can be seen.

Huo Yunping looked at him a few more times and said with a smile: "Is there a bit of my demeanor? I was in Chaohua City back then, no matter what, I was also the young man that everyone envied."

Yan Huaiyin was used to hearing his nonsense, so she put away the paper without changing her expression: "Little General Huo is done pitying himself, go back and rest early."

Huo Yunping laughed beside him.

After laughing enough, he said: "When is the master going to leave?"

Yan Huaiyin lowered his eyes: "It depends on Zhao Huan, but I guess I won't be able to wait until Lixia."

"Don't worry," Yan Huaiyin said with a smile, "I will try my best to get you out of the northwest mountains as soon as possible."

Huo Yunping said: "The general doesn't want the master to go too far."

The green in the deep peak was so thick that it couldn't be melted away, Huo Yunping's words were calm and clear against the silent green.

He spoke softly, tentatively: "What will the master plan to do after we go out from the old northwestern department?"

He had asked Yan Huaiyin this question countless times in the past eight years, and now he asked it out of nowhere, as if forcing it or begging.

He looked at Yan Huaiyin, but saw Yan Huaiyin smile, as if comforting, with a gentle tone: "Guan Jin, your grandmother is old, besides writing letters, you should spend more time by her side."

As soon as he said this, there was silence between the two of them.

After a long time, Huo Yunping narrowed his eyebrows and didn't ask any more questions.

He lowered his eyes and said, "I will retire at the end."

He left quickly and hastily, he was angry in his heart, but he didn't want to show Yan Huaiyin his sight, his suppressed face became more and more cold.

When meeting Xu Zhi who came carefully from afar with an earthen pot in his hand, his expression didn't soften.

General Huo Xiao nodded coldly and said, "Mr. Xu."

Yan Huaiyin lacked people around him, and Xu Zhi could be regarded as a "Mr. Xu" in the past eight years just because of his age.

Mr. Xu has always been a little smug about this, but he has always been very jealous of the commander of the Heyu Army who is rumored to be vengeful, let alone Huo Yunping with a cold face.

Xu Zhi nodded hurriedly while holding the jar: "Hi, General Huo, I'm going to deliver the medicine to the master."

Hearing the word "send medicine", although Huo Yunping still had a cold face, he took two steps forward.

He approached, lifted the lid of the small medicine jar, and before he even looked, he smelled a pungent bitter smell of medicine.

The bitter taste only comes from inferior medicine.

Huo Yunping lowered his head and took a few glances inside, resisted the smell and smelled it, his face became more and more cold: "Is there not even a root of ginseng?"

Xu Zhi didn't speak, but just sighed.

From the moment he followed Yan Huaiyin in Chaohua City, how did he know that he was following an old prince? !

Let's get on the thief's boat, but Yan Huaiyin's body can't do without medicine.

Zhao Huan also sent some good medicines and supplements from time to time, but there was Yan Xiuqing, the two of them were in the same condition, and the medicines they took were not bad. Yan Xiuqing took all of them, and she was hanging with only the most reluctant medicine.

The thief boat has survived for eight years by stumbling and stumbling, drinking this kind of medicine, he doesn't know whether it is replenishing his body or losing his life.

Seeing that Huo Yunping was about to explode like a firecracker, Xu Zhi hurriedly said, "The medicine will be cold soon, I'll go there first."

He reached out and snatched the small cover from Huo Yunping's hand, put it on, and ran away very quickly.

Huo Yunping stood in the distance for a long time, the muscles on his face twitched, as if he wanted to hit someone, but he didn't lose his temper with the tree in front of him, he endured it, turned and left.

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Yan Huaiyin guessed that Zhao Huan let him go early, but the time was earlier than Yan Huaiyin thought.

A day after the conversation between the two, Emperor Chengde's imperial decree was passed to Zhao Huan from Jiangbei Daying Pegasus.

Emperor Chengde heard that Mr. Yan from the old Northwest Department was a great talent, and wanted to recruit Zhaohuacheng, the imperial capital, to be the crown prince Shaofu.

On the second day, Zhao Huan invited Yan Huaiyin to a banquet, and the two huddled together and talked late at night, the cold moonlight in the general's residence was stained by General Zhao's cheerful laughter.

Three days later, Zhao Huan packed the carriage for him to go to Chaohua City, the imperial capital.

Mr. Yan, who was so talented in the Northwest, was going to the imperial capital to be the prince's young assistant, and got into the carriage early in the morning of the third day.

The few words in the quiet and deep forest that day were already the last private conversation between Yan Huaiyin and Huo Yunping.

Fortunately, it was all made clear.

There were not many people outside the carriage, and there were only a few people seeing off nearby.

And General Zhao Huan and Yan Huaiyin had a drink and chat yesterday, but Yan Huaiyin was leaving today, but he didn't come, and only sent a Li Guisong.

Vice-General Li said loudly to the carriage: "The general is going to feed the love eagle today, so he won't come to see Mr. Yan off, and I hope that Mr. Yan will not forget to report to the general when he arrives."

Yan Huaiyin is not as important as his beloved pet.

There have been countless such insults in the past eight years, Yan Xiuqing who was standing beside her was still able to remain calm, but as a soldier, the master suffered such insults, even after hearing countless sentences, Huo Yunping's eyes turned cold.

The curtain of the carriage was slowly opened, revealing a plain face.

Yan Huaiyin smiled gently: "I know, when I arrive at Chaohua City, I will send a letter to General Zhao."

Zhao Huan dragged him to talk all night, and Yan Huaiyin was stuffed into the carriage before he even drank today's medicine.

Xu Zhi stood a step behind Huo Yunping, carefully covering the gradually cooling medicine with his sleeves, he looked quietly and lowered his head, greeting Zhao Huan's family tree in his heart.

No need to think about it, he knew that Yan Huaiyin's face under the mask might have turned as white as if he had been dead for seven days.

After Li Guisong got the words, he retreated to the side, and Huo Yunping and the others came forward.

Yan Huaiyin didn't say much to the three of them, she just bent her eyes and said, "Let's go."

Yan Xiuqing held one of his fingertips as she did when she was young and shook it lightly, smiling brightly: "Goodbye, brother."

Xu Zhi didn't say anything, just handed the medicine in his hand to Yan Huaiyin.

Huo Yunping lowered his head, took a deep breath, and knelt down on one knee: "It's easy, sir."

As he knelt down, there was a slight sound of armor colliding under the shadow of stacked trees in the distance.

Li Guisong also heard this voice, he turned his head and looked, and saw thousands of silent figures in the woods seven or eight feet away.

The crane feathers are wearing silver helmets. The sun is shining today, shining on the connected silver helmets one by one. The crane feather army in the woods is like a whitebait swimming in a deep dark green lake.

Mysterious, treacherous.

Zhao Huan coveted Yan Huaiyin's Heyu Army for a long time.

It wasn't until the two green-covered carriages swayed away that Huo Yunping stood up, followed by the thousands of crane feather soldiers kneeling in the distant woods.

Huo Yunping turned around and looked at Li Guisong who was stunned there. He smiled and said in a cold voice, "Vice General Li, do you look good?"

The author says:

感谢在2022-04-1319:40:02-2022-04-1509:15:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: rest in the rock, one summer late;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Zhongchuan Xiaji;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Supplement: I borrowed the name of the white version of the emperor from ancient times. After the unification of Qin Dynasty, the Heshibi was used as the jade seal of the country. Later, the Heshibi was lost. The emperor who did not have the jade seal of the country was called the emperor of the white version. It was not found, so the title of Emperor Baiban gradually disappeared.

Of course, my article is superficial. The material of Chuanguo Yuxi is not Heshibi, but gold. The reason for this setting is that it looks richer.