Huaishuo Junzhen finally received a reply from the Privy Council, which was harshly worded, bitterly criticizing its cross-border actions, disrupting the unified deployment of the festival, and ordering it to make corrections within a time limit, and not to make an example. Hold it high and lower it gently. Shi Jiwei laughed at it, such a result was already expected. The Privy Council always has to see the Prince's reaction after removing himself as a lieutenant, and although there are many things worth scrutinizing in the last military report, after all, the border is too far away, and the physical witnesses needed to check the truth are too cumbersome.

It is no wonder that Shi Jiwei is in a good mood, since the matter of nostalgia has been concluded, his father's attitude has also eased, and the previously suspended property has been renewed. The second brother Shi Jili returned to Beijing to continue to preside over the family's business, and the third brother Shi Jichong can be regarded as a change of heart, no longer messing around, asked for a place in the country's eunuch, and took a follower Wang Zhiling to Xianjing. The Shi family is thriving, and presumably his father's state of mind has also changed, and he no longer tries to suppress his actions in the army too much. After all, the Shi family needs the strength of the army, even if the crown prince and the queen are not happy.

The previous plan was waiting for a reply from the Privy Council, and of course, his father's change of heart, and now he is showing his strength.

Two days ago, Li Deyuan, a soldier of the Shenwei battalion stationed in the northern wing city, suggested that it was winter, and the water of the moat was almost cut off, so it was better to dig the moat, deepen and widen, and once completed, the Huaishuo military town was bound to be more impregnable. The head of the thirteen military towns has been sealed so far.

Although Li Deyuan is honest and honest, he is usually not good at words, but this idea is exactly what Shi Jiwei wants. He was about to reinforce the entire Huaishuo military town, and the moat was one of the most important rings. Now there is no shortage of financial resources, which is a godsend.

The military report was sent to the military department with an expedited report of 800 li, and Shi Jiwei began to work on the widening of the moat. The project is huge, and even if it has both human and financial resources, I am afraid that it will not be completed until the beginning of spring.

The approval of the Ministry of War came down quickly, and since the military town was responsible for all expenses, it was of course happy to see it come to fruition. The widening of the moat, Shi Jiwei handed over the responsibility of Li Deyuan, the commander of the Shenwei battalion. Since this matter is suggested by him, he will naturally do his best.

Pan Zihan has no opinion on the widening of the moat, but he just sees it as a way for Shi Jiwei to continue to consolidate his combat power and prepare for it further.

Duanmu Xu still knew very little about the defense of Guancheng, and he was all observing and figuring out. The weather is colder, Huaiyuan Peak has long been frozen, and the moat has become a trench.

In such a cold and freezing time, everyone is busy hiding in the house, or warming up around the fire, or drinking and chatting. However, what is surprising is that the second shopkeeper of Youyixuan frequently appeared in the North Wing City, and even brought a volunteer team, claiming to contribute to the border defense.

When everyone knew that Jian Xiaoqiao had a close relationship with Li Deyuan, they were relieved. There are even many soldiers who secretly give a thumbs up to Li Junhou's methods. Looking at Li Junhou's honest appearance, he never thought that he was a master of the love field, and he took down the second shopkeeper of Youyixuan. The second shopkeeper of Jian Er has to look good, have a figure and a figure, the key is that he is innocent, and he is not comparable to ordinary camp prostitutes.

In this biting winter, Li Deyuan is the most proud, and the widening of the moat has not only been strongly supported by the school captain, but also asks people to give people and money to money, if this matter is done, I am afraid that the position of the school captain will be just around the corner. The officialdom is proud, and the love field is even more proud. I'm afraid that there was green smoke on the ancestral grave of the Li family, and I went to Youyixuan to drink a few times, but I never thought that Xiaoqiao would secretly promise to himself, and then he took the initiative to help.

Shi Jiwei is full of ambition, Pan Zihan doesn't ask about the world, Li Deyuan is full of spring breeze, no matter what kind of mood everyone feels, even if there is no water in the river, time should pass, and the year has come.

In the middle of the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, it was very cold in Huaishuo, it was very cold in Guancheng, and it was also cold in the Shenji camp. The hugs in the barracks slept in the barracks, and those outside the barracks also went to bake a charcoal fire from time to time, except for one figure. Duanmu Xu was alone and came to the tower, there was no cloud in the sky, but there was only a trace of the waning moon left, which was even unbearable. Some soldiers on patrol thought he couldn't sleep, and he did. Tonight, it's hard to sleep.

Chinese New Year's Eve, naturally, is the time for family reunions, but Duanmu Xu is not homesick, he does not know where his hometown is. He is not a relative, he knows that Uncle Huangfu must be better off than himself. He wasn't thinking about the Qianying on Zhongnan Mountain, he also knew that she must be doing well.

On the night of the year, the waning moon is like silk. What he wanted to see was the fading of the waning moon. If you want to know heaven and earth, you must first look at all things. Between the rise and fall of the sun and the moon, when the wind and clouds change, the way of heaven runs in it.

He wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep tonight. Hundreds of miles away, on the top of Zhongnan Mountain, on the observation platform of the building, there is also a figure that is independent. I don't know if I'm tired of standing, or if I'm interested, the figure is fluttering, like a breeze into the bamboo sea, and he stands on top of the layers of bamboo.

The jade feet, which were not much larger than the bamboo leaves, walked on the tip of the bamboo step by step, and there was such a white shadow in the large dim green, as if following the direction of the waning moon in the sky slowly disappearing.

Zhao Luojia is not chasing the moon, but homesick and homesick. When she was in Kenkyo, especially in the past three years, she didn't want to leave the cold Miyagi all the time. And now, in the name of cultivation, she came to this thousands of miles away in the South Mountain, and on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, she would inevitably think of him in the palace. Of course, besides him, she misses her more. In the imperial tomb, I wonder if she will feel deserted. A line of clear tears dripped down the jade cheeks onto the bamboo leaves, rolling down, I don't know if the hoarfrost in the morning is bitter and salty.

Maybe this is not the saddest part, another line of tears slowly flowed.

Zhao Luojia gently took out a gold silk embroidery bag from his arms, and the warm body temperature on it quickly disappeared in the cold wind. Her hands trembled slightly, not because the wind was too cold in the high part of the bamboo forest. Rather, it is because of the two pieces of paper in the embroidery bag, one yellowed and the other yellowed.

On the yellowed paper, a few neat lines of small letters, "Luojia, if you see this note, I am no longer in the world." Mother and daughter, I know enough. I'm afraid you're alone in the world, and you don't know anything about your life. I intend to tell you the truth when you are sixteen years old, and if I go first, I will be given a bus to you by Gui Gong. There are obvious traces of tears here, "I am your aunt, and your biological mother is Chu Baiwei." Remember, don't tell anyone about this, not even your father. Aunt Chu Xueqiao. ”

On the withered yellow paper, there is only one line of small words, "Luojia my daughter, for my mother, I hope you will be happy for a lifetime." ”

Although she knows every word and sentence of this paper, how can her mind be calm. After Chengling, she lived in Yonghe Palace, studying "The True Solution of Getaway", and never thought that an uninvited guest came to the palace. In a place where no one was looking, he handed her an embroidered bag and told her not to tell others, let alone act rashly.

Since then, she has only thought about leaving Miyagi, otherwise she is afraid that she will not be able to help but investigate, which is not a waste of her aunt's good intentions. But after all, she can't think of nothing and do nothing.

Some people climb high and look far away, whether it is a city tower or a high place in the bamboo forest, they want to see farther, and their thoughts can float farther. But some people go to narrow places, and look for them in the dark. Li Mu, the commander of the Zhenfu Division, stayed in the mass grave on the outskirts of Xianjing at this time, the vines and grass lingered, the arch wood gathered the soul, and there was a trace of the waning moon in the sky, which was so cold. However, in the eyes of the people of Daxian Guo, the head of this town is more terrifying than this mass grave. His dim figure disappeared into the dim mass grave, but it was very natural.

He's not here to accompany an old man. He is already alone, and he has nothing to worry about in this world. He just waited, his eyes on the new mound in the distance.

The new mound is very new, and it is quite neat compared to the other low mounds that have long since collapsed. There is a wooden plaque erected in front of the new mound, engraved with several large characters, "the tomb of the late lord He Gong Ruowang", at first glance, it is the handwriting of a craftsman in the village, not to mention the deep meaning of the penmanship. It was probably the old man of He Mansion who gave him a funeral after hearing about the death of his own adult.

The moonlight is darker, and some unknown insects are still chirping in this cold winter, intermittent and unorganized, and the graves feel even more chaotic. However, Li Mu's mind was not disturbed, because he saw a figure approaching the new tomb.

"Sure enough, it was him. ”

He didn't show up, he was still hiding in the shadows in the distance, and he couldn't even hold his breath, and the whole person really merged with this mass grave at this time.