Luo Qi came out of Li Zhifang's tent, thinking of Su Duhan's extremely suppressed cry, and there was some hesitation in his heart, whether he should tell Chu Zhaohui about his remorse.

Chu Zhaohui's big tent was not far from the handsome tent, and there was a newly made blue and white tie-dyed cloth curtain hanging at the door, and the tassels hanging down from his head were very chic. Luo Qiyu hesitated and walked to the front of the big tent, and heard the faint laughter of Concubine Xin coming out, as if Chu Zhaohui was saying something softly, and Mingzhu agreed crisply.

It was happy and leisurely, and Luo Qi's hand that wanted to pull the door was gently put down.

Even though Su Duhan's remorse breeds, it is still a life-and-death contest for him to meet each other on the battlefield.

Rather than this, it is better to let Chu Zhaohui's already silent heart still be calm, and there is no need to stir her heart again. Luo Qi turned around slightly and walked under the poplar tree not far away.

The scenery is different in autumn, and the geese in Hengyang go without paying attention. In a thousand obstacles, the long smoke and sunset are closed.

Let's say that Su Duhan beat his horse back to the camp, and the gate of Jingtang Pass was still locked, Su Guangfu saw that he was the only one who returned to the city, and asked where Ugin went, Su Duhan said lightly: "The big heart is big, and I kidnapped my Mo and fled." Sir, everyone has their own ambitions, let him be. ”

After settling in Canglang Xuan, Su Guangfu had countless dealings with Ujin. After Wu Jin saddled with Su Duhan, he went from the imperial city of Gusu to Wuxi, from Wuxi to the border city, and fled all the way from the Black Mountain Pass to Jingtang Pass, and never abandoned Su Duhan's side.

Su Guangfu frowned slightly, his broken arm was hidden in the sleeves of his robe, his clothes were extraordinarily wide, and he accentuated his tone to Su Duhan for the first time: "You tell the truth, where did Ugin go?" Jingtang Pass is our last place to stay, if it is leaked by him, don't blame me for not warning you in advance..."

"Sir, since we can't keep him, let's each sweep the snow in front of the door. You can rest assured, even if Ugin abandons the master, he will not betray my whereabouts, let alone endanger the safety of Jingtang Pass. Sir has more important things to do at the moment, so why bother with the whereabouts of a servant. ”

Su Duhan was not unmoved by Su Guangfu's threat, he gently dusted off the corners of his clothes, threw the reins of the green horse at will, and strode towards his room.

It was like a bucket of cold water poured on his head, and a cold breath hit Su Guangfu's heart, and in an instant, he wandered through his internal organs. He looked at the direction of Su Duhan's departure in a daze, and he didn't have the strength to argue.

Just now, Su Duhan's words clearly meant something, thinking that the Jingtang Pass was well hidden from the internal and external difficulties, but he didn't expect that if Su Duhan looked at the fire, he would have already understood the real situation in the Guan. Thinking about it, Ugin didn't run away at all, but Su Duhan left him a way out before the building was about to collapse.

The blue sky outside the gate was still so clear and high, Su Guangfu stroked his half-cut arm, and the feeling of powerlessness became more and more intense.

The money and food gradually became chime, and Su Guangfu knew deeply that if they couldn't scrape together enough money to buy rice, this winter would be their death date. He tried his best to raise money, and quietly passed Tong Dahai and Huang Jie to come in, and discussed countermeasures.

Afraid that Goryeo would regret it, Su Guangfu ordered Tong Dahai to sneak into Goryeo to contact rice and grain supplies on the same day, and he had to ensure that the supply of grain and grass in the customs this season was safe and sound.

The Jingtang Pass is stormy, but the border city separated by a black mountain pass is full of vitality.

Sweet potatoes, peanuts, sorghum, soybeans, all the crops that Song Weiyuan felt feasible were moved to this no longer barren land by him, countless seeds were sown, and gradually took root and sprouted.

Under the glow of the bright candles, Song Weiyuan spread out the pen and paper in a stirring mood, and began to write a note to Emperor Chongming, reporting the gratifying changes in the border city, and also depicting a beautiful prospect for Emperor Chongming.

This letter was passed to the old Tang Pavilion through Emperor Chongming, not only throughout the previous dynasty, but also throughout the entire harem.

In the evening, when the hairpin was removed, Tang Jiaer leaned on the couch alone, holding the news from the master, and happily read it again and again. With the master's description, she seemed to see that barren land gradually turning into fertile soil, and even more like seeing the grand blueprint that she and Murong Peng had planned gradually kicked off, and the border city achieved the glory of the Silk Road.

Thinking about it, Tonga'er couldn't sit still anymore. She put on a bed robe with a hundred butterflies and flowers and quietly slipped down, then put on her soft-soled embroidered shoes, and ran lightly to Murong Hui's bedroom on the opposite side.

Murong Hui didn't go to sleep either, she had just finished bathing, and the girls were curling her hair for her, and seeing that Tang Jia'er was thinly dressed, she hurriedly beckoned her to sit on the kang.

Tang Jia'er was not polite, took off his shoes and went on the kang, and then put a piece of lily incense in the gilt hexagonal incense burner carved with gourd inscription on the kang table, and then handed the manuscript to Murong Hui.

Song Weiyuan was very effective in the border city, and Emperor Chongming's sacred heart was very happy, and Murong Hui had already known it from the words of his father and mother. She understood that Tang Jia'er was proud of Song Weiyuan, and patted her hand lightly and said: "Your master is really powerful, with his words and deeds, in time, you will definitely have an unlimited future." ”

Tang Jia'er waved his hand away from everyone, flashed a pair of smart big eyes, and said in a low voice: "Ah Hui, if I resign to you at this time, will you blame me for not being friendly?" ”

Murong Hui was taken aback, holding Tang Jia'er's hand tighter, and she hurriedly said, "It's so decent, why does Jia'er want to leave me?" But it's uncomfortable to live in the palace, or is someone bullying you? Whatever you say, I will make the decision for you. ”

Tang Jia'er smiled slightly, and said calmly: "I studied the art of agriculture and mulberry hard in the past, and I had to be ordered by the master for a few months, which can be regarded as a small success. Now looking at the border city in ruins, I really can't wait to walk side by side with the master. ”

As if he could hear the vast land beckoning to him affectionately, Tonga'er's blood boiled, and a pride surged in his chest.

She held Murong Hui's hand with her backhand and said, "Ah Hui, I have always had a dream before, wanting to build the border city into a pearl outside the border, so that it has the atmosphere and prosperity of the Silk Road. Now it's just getting started, and I can't wait to see it grow. Jia'er knows that her words are arrogant, and she hopes that Ah Hui can fulfill it. ”

Because of the excitement, there were two clouds floating on Tang Jia'er's face, and Hui Huang's eyes were extremely smart. Her long eyelashes fluctuated slightly with her breathing, and she looked at Murong Hui a little nervously, waiting for her to speak.

There is no reluctance in the heart, and there are many thoughts that want to let go and fulfill. Murong Hui looked at Tang Jia'er's clear eyes, her fingers gently stroked the handwritten copy, and nodded slightly: "I agreed." ”