General Yu Ling

When Nie Wucheng and others went back, the army had been looking for them for days and nights without sleep.

After they went back, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.Qing Rong rubbed against Nie Wucheng with the horse's neck.

Ding Ziqi lost a lot of weight.

The main general disappeared, and the army was in chaos. Ding Zixi spent a lot of effort in order to appease the army and stabilize the situation.

After Nie Wucheng came back, Ding Ziqi felt relieved.

"General, you are finally back, where have you been?"

Nie Wucheng briefly told the story.

Wang Zhong thumped the table, "What a pity! We didn't catch Liu Yan!"

After Liu Xuyu disappeared in Nie Wucheng, he did not choose to leave immediately, but chose to look for it together.

Now that Nie Wucheng is back, she should go too.

She left several simple and easy-to-understand weapon drawings to Ding Ziqi, and also told him how to use them.

When she left, she was still carrying that huge gray cloth bag.It is full of parts and drawings.

The length is still average, and the hair is still so short, like a man.She said goodbye to everyone.

Wang Zhong specially matched her with a good horse.Liu Xuyu tugged at his mustache to express his gratitude, and Wang Chong cursed angrily.

Liu Xuyu was riding a horse, his smile was still heartless.

"I'm leaving, the world is so big, come to me in the future if you have anything to do, and we will meet again by fate!"

Her back was drawn into a long slanted shadow by the setting sun, and in the sunlight, the dust was flying up and down.It's the same as usual.

Liu Xuyu rode a horse, leisurely, slowly, and quietly, leaving people's sight.

Such a parting is so common, so common that there is no sadness.

It will be another month after all matters in Yuzhou are settled.

The emperor's decree has been issued, ordering Nie Wucheng to lead the army back to the court.

Nie Wucheng was about to write a letter from home to his parents in the main tent, while Shao Yu was quietly grinding ink beside him. Shao Yu's fingers were slender and clean, holding a black ink stone, black and white corresponded, which was also pleasing to the eye .

Nie Wucheng stared at his hands, thinking a little bored.However, Shao Yu's ears were not slightly red.

At this time Nie Wucheng was a little worried about the gift for his sister, if he returned empty-handed without a gift, he would be pestered by that girl for a few days.

After thinking about it, I didn't have any clues. I glanced at Shao Yu and asked, "Shao Yu, what do you think should be a gift for a girl?"

Shao Yu's hand rubbing the ink was slightly startled, his eyebrows were closed, and he smiled lightly as usual: "My subordinates think that jewelry and hairpins are good."

Nie Wucheng frowned, "What if that girl is different from ordinary girls and doesn't like jewelry?"

Shao Yu thought for a while, "What about the Suhua brocade handkerchief, it's elegant and funny, girls should like it."

Nie Wucheng thought for a moment, then nodded. "That's not bad. I, a general who leads troops to fight, can't come up with any good tricks. I'll leave it to you to prepare." Shao Yu nodded in agreement.

In the past few days, the army began to return to the court.

As a military adviser, Ding Ziqi is qualified to ride with the general.But Shao Yu was only a pen officer, and could only ride in the same car with the remaining generals, while ordinary soldiers rode on horseback.

Since Shao Yu's incident, military doctor Cao Ran and Nie Wucheng gradually became familiar, and Cao Ran gradually no longer feared Nie Wucheng.Usually, I will take the initiative to chat with Nie Wucheng. Today, when the army marched for a while to rest, Cao Ran came to the commander's carriage, carefully opened the curtain, and told Nie Wucheng, "General, I dare to ask you mercilessly. "

Nie Wucheng waved his hand, "Say."

"Shao Yu's cough is caused by the suffocation and choking in the carriage. If this cough cannot be cured now, it will definitely become the root cause of the disease in the future, and it will be extremely difficult to cure. So the old man wants Shao Yu to stay in the general's carriage. It might be better."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head in fear, "Of course, this is just an overstepping of the old man's rule. It doesn't matter if the general doesn't allow it."

In Nie Wucheng's memory, Shao Yu had always looked sick, and he agreed without any worries.

"It's okay, Shao Yu is not in good health, and the general knows about it, so call him over."

Cao Ran cupped his hands, "Yes, General."

Ding Ziqi and Nie Wucheng were classmates and friends for many years, and it is very common to talk in private, without any courtesy.

On the march, it was too boring.

And Nie Wucheng is also a taciturn master, if he doesn't speak, Shao Yu will naturally not take the initiative to say anything.Apart from the "creaking" of the wheels, there was no sound in the carriage, which was dull and depressing.

Ding Ziqi sat aside, feeling too uncomfortable, so he wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere.

He raised his chin, "Wu Cheng, have you bought a gift for Lian'er? I've already prepared it." Ding Ziqi felt complacent.

Nie Wucheng glanced at him coolly, "You have bought so many things for Lian Er over the years, has she ever looked at them?"

Ding Ziqi suddenly languished, and muttered a little aggrieved, "Really, Lian Er is a grown-up, and she still pesters you every day. She doesn't look like a girl at all. I'm obviously so good to her."

Nie Wucheng took a sip of weak tea and said leisurely, "If Lian Er hears this, she will definitely tear your mouth apart."

Shao Yu frowned at the side, "Miss Lian'er must be a kind-hearted woman with both talent and beauty, that's why the general and the military adviser hold her like a jewel in the palm of their hands."

Nie Wucheng seemed to have remembered something, and for the first time showed a helpless and doting look on his face, his eyes were like a pool of gentle water.

"She? It's just a little girl who can only lose her temper."

Ding Zixi immediately became a little upset, "How do you talk? Lian Er is so gentle, what are you talking about?"

Amidst Ding Ziqi's ramblings, although Shao Yu was smiling, the absurdity did not reach his eyes, his eyes were like a pool of deep water, dark and waveless.

Probably even rushed for seven or eight days.

Finally arrived at the outskirts not far from the capital, Ding Ziqi, who was like a wilting cabbage along the way, suddenly became excited.Opening the curtain of the car, looking at the tall and majestic city tower in the distance, my heart is surging.

"Finally back! It feels like a lifetime has passed! Hahaha, I'm going to find Lian'er."

Near the city, Nie Wucheng, as a general, wanted to ride on the head. He got off the carriage, rode on Qingrong, and led the army into the city.

The people of Nanling have always loved this handsome general who became famous at a young age. The most indispensable thing in the tea house is the notebooks and chats with Nie Wucheng as the protagonist.

Nie Wucheng rode a white horse and wore a silver and black armor made of Yuyan iron. He was handsome and handsome with an extraordinary bearing.Moreover, she has not yet married, so she is the hottest marriage partner in Beijing.

The folk customs in Nanling have always been very open, and the courtship of women is even more enthusiastic.

When Nie Wucheng was riding in the middle of the road, the women opened the windows from the attics on both sides of the road to throw some handkerchiefs and sachets.

The handkerchief is on the sachet, and the name of the fragrance of the boudoir is written on it.

Nie Wucheng cherishes other people's feelings for him, even if he doesn't like it, he won't hurt it.He would always order his subordinates to put away the favors from those women, lest they fall on the ground and be trampled on.

His gentle demeanor has won the hearts of batch after batch of women.

The threshold of Niehou's mansion is almost trampled by people who propose marriage every day.Shao Yu in the carriage was completely sinking like water.

At the gate of Niehou's mansion, Lord Nie and Mrs. Nie have been waiting for a long time with their servants.

After seeing it from a distance, Nie Wucheng felt a little helpless. He came up to him and called softly: "Father, mother, I told you that you don't have to wait for the baby. Standing in this place is not good for your health."

Mrs. Nie is a gentle, luxurious, good-looking and courageous woman. The years of wind and frost have not left too many marks on her face.

Looking at the dusty Aizi who came back from afar, she couldn't help crying, holding Nie Wucheng's hand and sobbing endlessly.

"Look at you...you're skinny and dark, really, it's all your fault for letting you go out to fight...he's going to sleep in the study tonight."

Lord Nie, who had been smiling kindly by the side, opened his eyes wide, "This little bastard ran out on his own. A good civil servant must go to war if he doesn't work. What does this have to do with me? Alan, how can you blame me for this? The little bastard asked for it himself."

Madam Nie's beautiful eyes widened, and she scolded, "Shut up, how dare you say that if you hadn't taught Wucheng to practice martial arts since he was a child, would he have joined the army?"

Nie Wucheng interrupted the topic and asked, "Where's Lian Er?"

Madam Nie thought for a moment, "Lian'er, she thought you would come back tomorrow and go to Chunfangxuan to have tea with friends in the afternoon. I have already sent someone to call her, and you will be back soon. By the way, Where's Ziqi? Why didn't you see that child?"

"He was picked up on the way home. He's fine. I'll come to say hello to you tomorrow." Nie Wucheng paused, "Mother, I've hired a writer in the northwest, and he has no place to live. Can you take it back to the mansion?" It was more like a greeting than an inquiry.

Madam Nie was very generous and kind to her son's subordinates, and immediately agreed, "Of course, there are too many vacant rooms in the mansion, so it doesn't matter where you live."