Xue Yuan did not move, "What did Mrs. Xue say?"
"Your mother told you not to do that kind of rogue and bandit thing, you forced people to be your sweetheart, and they still don't necessarily care about you," General Xue looked at Xue Yuan skeptically, his wine glass placed on the table, "Did you use force on someone else's girl?"
Xue Yuan snorted out a laugh when he heard this.
How can Gu Yuanbai use strength in that body?
There's no way to use it. If he dared to use it, he should have cut off his children and grandchildren.
When you hear it like this, Mrs. Xue is just making things up, and at most, she only has a guess in her heart. But his mother can really guess who is in his heart? Xue Yuan's expression lazily came down, the finger with the jade jade trigger finger circled the mouth of the pot, the fingertips rubbing the mouth of the cup, sipping the wine, ignoring General Xue's words.
But halfway through the wine, Xue Yuan suddenly remembered that a year ago, Mrs. Xue had also sent him a letter. It was just that that letter was put together with what the saint had returned to him, and because it was too thin, Xue Yuan had ignored it.
He made a note of this, and when the celebration was over he went back to his tent and searched for a long time for the letter that Mrs. Xue had sent him.
The letter paper was thin, and I thought it was no big deal. But when I opened it, Mrs. Xue said in an anxious tone that the jade he had hidden under the bed had disappeared after the Holy Spirit had entered his house.
Xue Yuan's fingers squeezing the letter tightened, his gaze shifted to the jadeite jade trigger finger on his hand, his breath lowered, and his eyes opened up.
So it is.
Xue Yuan has finally realized that Gu Yuanbai is probably so angry because of the jade issue. After all, the little emperor is very tender, a touch on the red, Xue Yuan if he wants to touch Gu Yuanbai, how can he not practice?
Why doesn't the little emperor think about how he can afford to touch him with a jade piece?
Xue Yuan's brows furrowed to death, regretting how he did not see this epistle in time. If he had seen this letter before catching up with the stage messenger, he could have changed his words to explain the cause of the jade situation.
Xue Yuan put away the letter paper and paced back and forth in the room for a long time, finally managed to sink his heart to think about the words that he had previously entrusted to the postal officials to pass on to the capital, and that the saint wouldn't be moved by them because he had looked in the wrong direction for an explanation.
Only when the stagecoach re-delivers the letter after the New Year can he properly explain in the letter the reason why he hid the jade potential.
*
By the time the post officials came to the northern border to collect the letter after the New Year as promised, it was already after the fifth day of the first month.
Xue Yuan had long prepared a letter to hand over to him, the official who came to the post this time had changed his face, he should have been instructed by the previous post official, after seeing Xue Yuan, his attitude was even more respectful, which could be described as fearful: "I will send the general's letter to the capital safely."
Xue Yuan laughed good-naturedly and smiled svelte, "Then please, my lord."
This letter will have to travel ten million miles, perhaps even if it reaches the capital, Xue Yuan will not get an echo. Looking at the back of the post official's departure, Xue Yuan stood straight in the snow, his black hair flying along with his hairband, his flag and drum hunting around him.
He turned his gaze farther north; if it was faster, if it was even faster, could he return to the capital in the springtime of February?
*
The Spring Festival on the border went on with great fervor, and the saint in the capital, before the 30th day of the New Year, welcomed back the eunuchs sent to the palace.
The eunuch served a letter written by Mrs. Wan to His Majesty, Gu Yuanbai put the letter aside and only asked seriously, "How is Mrs. Wan's body?"
If not for Gu Yuanbai's poor health, and even more so because of last year's serious illness, he would have had to personally go to the summer palace and have a good New Year's Eve with Mrs. Wan.
Eunuch said: "Reporting to the emperor, the body of the consort is still quite well. Just really miss the saint, small arrived at the palace, is to see the consort looking at a stack of plum blossom cake out of focus, the consort side aunt said, that is the saint's youngest favorite cakes."
Gu Yuanbai sighed with emotion and smiled, "Indeed, I am also very fond of it now."
The eunuch then gave a detailed account of Mrs. Wan's trivialities.
Gu Yuanbai listened attentively, from time to time out of the voice to ask on a few sentences, Wan Tai Fei now a day on how many times a meal, once and how much can eat. He asked not too annoying, the person who answered back also did not dare to deal with the slightest, a question and answer between, then after an hour.
Gu Yuanbai returned to his senses and let the people retreat. Then he unfolded the letter in his hand and read the contents above word by word.
Wan Taifei also extremely miss Gu Yuanbai, but she took great pains to say many times, so that Gu Yuanbai do not brave the cold winter to come to see her, she is in the palace, everything is fine, eat well and live well, the only regret, that is, the emperor is not around it.
Just if the emperor is around, Mrs. Wan will not meet with Gu Yuanbai too much, so as not to be separated from the sky that day, Gu Yuanbai's body will not be able to hold out so sad.
Gu Yuanbai finished reading the letter, and the thoughts in the letter as fine as flowing water still lingered in his heart. He suddenly had fox furs brought to him, put on leather gloves, and walked out into the middle of the imperial garden, accompanied by all the people.
There is a plum blossom field in the imperial garden, a little bit of light red between the snow, walking close, the fragrance also with the lingering cold air attack. Gu Yuanbai walked to this place, went up to pick a petal of plum dripping with melted snow.
Plum blossom red crushed in his hand, Gu Yuanbai said, "Bring some handkerchiefs over, I'll pick some plum blossoms and make a plum blossom cake."
*
New Year's Eve, the palace should have organized a palace banquet, but the emperor to physical fatigue as the reason, only let the ministers of the clan family reunion, do not use to accompany him.
His Majesty's Palace does not have a palace consort, and there are no children. In the past, I never felt anything, but I always feel lonely. Gu Yuanbai also noticed the silence in the palace, he thought about it, let Tian Fusheng picked a few good character and lively clan children, to be sent to the palace after the New Year, to accompany the Wan Tai Fei.
Tian Fusheng answered yes, and asked one more time, "Your Holiness, can the palace also call in a few young gentlemen to tease in front of the temple?"
"No need," Gu Yuanbai cried and laughed, "Putting it on my side will make the palace unsettled."
This year in the palace passed in such an uneventful manner. When the winter vacation ended after the New Year, the officials of the Daheng Dynasty returned to the government, the first thing the court had to start preparing for was the martial arts examination in March.
The martial arts examination once every five years, this time it is exactly the turn of the next year of the cultural examination. The grandeur of martial arts in the Daheng Dynasty is also not inferior to the cultural examination, Gu Yuanbai after the court, went through the dossier, will be the past martial arts scholar's paper also took out to see once.
Martial arts is not just a test of martial arts, in addition to physical fitness, but also need to have a military mindset, learn the book of war know how to arrange troops and how to find a place to set up camp and other knowledge.
Gu Yuanbai had reformulated the previous martial arts scoring method, and the test of physical fitness had been changed to another method.
He brought an easy smile to the corner of his eye as he thought about these ways of tossing off martial arts students.
It's really no fun tossing someone else around when you're not well.
The time, too, was fast approaching February, after His Majesty the Emperor had satisfied his bad taste.
The Northern Frontier's zhangfeng began a seal like snowflakes flew into the capital, from the beginning of February, the border warriors have frequently clashed with the nomadic people, in the midst of one conflict after another, these have been separated from the heart of the qidan tribes, in batches to withstand the attack of the great Heng soldiers, and finally want to abandon former suspicions, intends to work together to fight against the great Heng.
And at this time, the eight tribes of the Khitan still intact and surviving tribes, only four of them remain.
After the nomads had coalesced, their threat to Daheng would increase dramatically. The generals were waiting for this, and were preparing to bring up the matter of peace at the right time, when something happened among the Khitan tribes that no one had expected.
The sickly great chief of the Khitan died.
Originally intended to unite the various tribes of the Khitan is again a dark tide between them, with less than Daheng's people to do it, they have already hidden signs of hostile separation.
In the middle of February, the Khitans, disturbed both internally and externally, went so far as to take the initiative to approach the Dahengs for peace.
Elder General Xue felt both surprised and justified in the matter. He had a good discussion with the Khitans on the matter of seeking peace, and had secretly planted a fuse for that assimilation of them which the Sage had in mind.
When most of the nomads don't have to war or pillage to get food, tea, spices and silks, when all they want is to go to the merchant market and trade for them with Daheng's coins, will they still be willing to start a war?
The people will not want it.
Gradually they will settle down and eventually they will become the stable where Daheng keeps his steeds.
From August to February, the six-month-long border confrontation had finally ended at this moment. In General Xue's petition, he would stay put to watch over the building of the commercial road, while General Xue Yuan Xue, who was responsible for transporting military food and troops, had already returned to the capital with his men and horses.
Daydreaming, flying Mercedes Benz back to the capital.
Gu Yuanbai read this zhengzuo several times, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling along with Old General Xue's brief words. His face flushed a thin red, his eyes were divine, and he said aloud, "Good!"
Six months, finally over!
Gu Yuanbai couldn't help but stand up, all wanting to sing a song, but in the end he just calmed the agitation in his chest, hands behind his back, standing in front of the hall looking at the scenery outside, his eyes seeming to pass through thousands of mountains and see the thousands of horses and armies at the border.
Happy, very happy, so happy I just want to laugh.
Timing and harmony all seem to be on Gu Yuanbai's side, and the Khitan's civil unrest is destined to set off a major upheaval that can stir up their entire tribe, and such civil unrest, if there is no strong leader coming out of nowhere, may even last for more than a few years.
Gu Yuanbai's mind was filled with only this one thing, only thinking about this one thing. It was only when the night was a little darker and it was time for the evening meal that he remembered what Old General Xue had said in his report, that Xue Jiuyao was coming back.
Xue Jiuyao.
Gu Yuanbai was somewhat in a trance, and for a split second, the look of Xue Yuan's mouth hooked at the corners of his mouth as he smiled falsely suddenly flashed before his eyes.
Slim and upright and polite.
The saint remembered something and turned back to Tian Fusheng and asked, "Some days ago, did Xue Jiuyao send up a letter to me?"
Tian Fusheng nodded and respectfully responded, "Yes."
Gu Yuanbai hadn't read the letter yet, but once he thought about it, 80% of it should be to thank him for the kindness of sending the flowers, so he casually said, "Go and bring it over for me to see."