In the north of the Wei State, it sits in the border city of the three major armies. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qucheng is the northernmost and belongs to the first line of defense against the Qin army, taking the meaning of "water comes naturally". The place where it is located is windy and sandy, and the water source has always been scarce, but there is a branch of the Wei River passing outside the city, which provides a lot of convenience for the life of the military and civilians in Qucheng.

It's a pity that the north is cold early, and after a night of wind and freezing, the roof of the eaves tent has already been covered with a thin layer of floating frost, and it is not until the morning light is faint that it melts a little.

There were horses' hooves trampling through the frost on the streets of Qucheng, and an old man with a few vegetable leaves hanging on his body with a black hood on his head was forcibly twisted into the tent by two strong soldiers.

"Lord Wang, I caught another fine worker. ”

After the soldier in the lead finished speaking, he raised his chin and motioned to tear off the black cover, telling the two to let go of the old man's arm.

As soon as she let go, the old woman who had been frightened all the way had weak legs, and then knelt on the ground, and after a while, the old woman trembled and came back to her senses, but she didn't dare to raise her head, and she kowtowed vigorously on the ground, and her voice was hoarse and shouted for the adults to spare her life.

"Look up. ”

A voice as deep as Xiao Le rang out from above, and the most noble person in the tent made her raise her head.

She looked up tremblingly, her hair was messy and gray, her face was wrinkled, and even her eyes were cloudy.

The old woman's gaze slowly moved up, from the smooth and clean ground, slowly moved up to the simple silver thread ink boots under the table, and looked up, the man on the seat was in a cloud crane ink clothes, concise and luxurious, until she saw that face, the old woman's cloudy eyes twitched a few times.

That face is full of angular coldness, thick eyebrows, high nose, and beautiful lips, obviously the appearance of Wenru, but because of the eyes that reveal a calm and murderous meaning, every tip of the person's hair, every corner of his clothes, has an arrogant and alienated indifferent atmosphere.

The person on that seat is none other than King Jing of Great Wei, Liancheng.

"My lord, I misunderstood, I ...... I ......"

The old woman looked at the man who was in the Qing Dynasty, trembled her hands, and said with a sad face, "How could I do such a thing as an old man, my grandson is still serving the country in the army......

She cried and tried to prove her innocence, almost going to the point of death.

King Jing Liancheng put down the letter in his hand and looked at her quietly, and after a while, his eyes fell on the soldiers escorting her, as if he was a little puzzled.

The leader blushed, stepped forward and said, "Lord Wang, this old woman has been sneakily outside the camp tent for a long time, so ......"

King Jing glanced lightly, and the leader swallowed the second half of the words, but he was not convinced and stood back, staring at the old vegetable seller.

"How many times have you said it, don't catch the wrong person. King Jing sighed, got up, went down to help the crying old woman, comforted her softly, and said to the leader, "Wu Dali, have you interrogated clearly?"

The foreman named Wu Dali's face turned a little red, and he said: "Before I said a word, this old woman howled, and the old woman said that she wanted to let it go, I don't feel at ease, so I will bring it to you." ”

The younger old man standing on the side whispered with some dissatisfaction: "It's all wrong, this grandma is so old, her eyes are not good, and she can't run well, how can she report the news." ”

"The eyes are not good, but it is good to see us from so far away?" Wu Dali glanced at his younger brother.

King Jing glanced at the old woman lightly, did not speak, ordered someone to help the old woman down, looked at the old woman and said:

"According to you, no one can be a spy. Children who are too young, a man with a wife at home, sneaks into the barracks to visit his grandson...... Grandma. ”

The old man was young and vigorous, and he was a little afraid of King Jing's indifferent face, but he insisted on his thoughts in his heart, pursed his lips, and did not answer.

King Jing shook his head and didn't say more, but the leader stabbed the old man's arm, his face had already changed, and he said with a slight smugness: "Learn a little from your Uncle Wu." Get out of here and get the old woman out. ”

The old man looked at his eldest brother incomprehensibly, and he retreated.

"How is the Queen Mother?" King Jing did not sit on the seat, and asked with a sideways face, obviously there was no one under the roof.

"Urgent letter. ”

From the shadow, a beautiful hand stretched out, and in a soft voice, the man handed out a letter sealed with fire paint.

The letter paper is made of the best Maozhou yellow bud paper, the ink is Taihu gold and silver ink, and the incense is the light acacia flower fragrance commonly used by the person.

King Jing didn't look back at the letter, he seemed to be a little chilled, tightened the cloak on his body, sat down at the table, stretched out his hand to pick up the lamp, and said, "Say." ”

The lights jumped, the light in the room lit up, and a woman came out of the dark corner, with a good face and a regular demeanor, and said softly: "The Queen Mother asked, in recent years, there have been many border soldiers who have died inexplicably, can King Jing reply?"

"Tell her I'm investigating. King Jing glanced sideways, and suddenly smiled, "I haven't seen you for many years, but I didn't expect Shi Lan to choose a good person." ”

The palace maid who sent the letter did not show the slightest joy at this compliment, and continued in a blunt tone: "The Queen Mother said that if King Jing is not clear on paper, he can go back to Beijing to reply. ”

Is this a threat?

King Jing chuckled lightly, picked up the lantern and said, "The Qin army has moved, and the border generals will not return." ”

Although he refused, his tone was not at all respectful and polite as a subordinate should have. His eyebrows are the clear eyebrows of a scholar, but his hands are the hands that decide life and death.

The palace maid was like Shi Lan, and continued coldly: "The queen mother said that if her will is down, the prince will not be regarded as a border general. ”

King Jing sneered: "Tell Wei Ruoshui that if she forces me again, I will go back and go back with 100,000 soldiers at the border pass." ”

This is a threat, a naked threat.

The palace maid's expression was still the same, but her face was three points colder. Since she received King Jing's statement, she bowed slightly and quietly withdrew.

Her figure disappeared for a long time before the sneer on King Jing's face faded.

All the slaughter and all the defenses in his eyes faded away like melting frost, and like a child who had lost his beloved belonging, he sat down a little dejectedly, and reached out to open the letter in front of him carefully.

He waited every month for a letter from Wei Jing, more precisely, from Wei Ruoshui.

The letter was written, perhaps an ordinary greeting, perhaps a concern for the border, but he looked forward to it as always. Even he knew it himself, and even Wei Ruoshui didn't even know about some of the letters greeting the soldiers.

But it was all for others to see, and he was just looking forward to being able to mention himself in a word.

finally mentioned himself, but it was a letter asking about Bian's death, and even mentioning going back to Beijing to ask for the guilt.

What sin is asked?

He reached out and placed the corner of the letter on top of the lamp, watching it burn slowly.

King Jing's expression was lonely, and he opened another letter, which reported the news of Lian Li's wedding in winter.

Ruo'er is so anxious to take away her military power to her son?

Unmarried, unmarried, unconcerned, he has been guarding the border for fifteen years, isn't it enough to prove his determination to protect her? )