Soon after, Fu Jian heard that Murong Chong was approaching the Afang Palace not far from Chang'an City, and he was immediately angry, and worshiped the prince Fu Hui as the general of the chariot and cavalry, with 50,000 troops to fight Huayin, Hejian Gong Fu Lin as the general of the Chinese army, and Shangshu Jiang Yu as the former general, as Fu Hui's successor.

When the horns of the two armies sounded, Murong Chong led the troops to march in person, riding in the dust, and Wanzhang was also dressed as a man, mixed among the soldiers and horses.

With 20,000 troops against 50,000 troops, in fact, it is not impossible to win, and she has not experienced battles with less to win more, for example, the Battle of Weishui is the best example, but now Murong Chong's subordinates are just ordinary soldiers, not the Beifu soldiers under the Xie clan who are one enemy and ten, so if you want to win, you must use some strategies.

Seeing that the battle flag with the word "Yan" was becoming more and more crooked among the vast people, and the soldiers had also been scattered under the opponent's forces, almost collapsed, and the horse marching at the rear of the army was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, his hand was clenched into a fist at his side, and he wanted to make a move several times, but he put it down stiffly, staring at the army of Qin, just waiting for them to kill red-eyed and crazy.

The soldiers of the Yan army who rushed to the forefront were ruthlessly killed, and the Qin army, which had tasted the sweetness of victory, was approaching inch by inch, however, it was these Yan troops who paid for their lives that they could attract generals such as Fu Hui and Fu Lin to go deep into the enemy formation, and how to win without paying the price of blood.

The dark pupils dilated in an instant, and now is the time!

Wan Zhang mixed behind the Yan army, and hurriedly raised his hand vigorously, trying his best to make the maximum movement, and then put it down heavily.

With this action, none of the Qin army who had killed her noticed her, but the people of the Yan army were only waiting for her order.

At the moment when she put her hand down, a group of women riding cattle and horses rushed out of the rear of the Yan army in front of everyone's eyes, unveiling the pole as a flag, raising the soil into dust, surging, and raising one after another, and it was impossible to see how many people there were.

Fu Hui, who couldn't find out the details of the other party for a while, instantly lost his mind, and looked at Fu Lin and Jiang Yu across the crowd a few times, and found that they were also confused. And seeing that several generals in his army were already like this, the soldiers of the Qin army also scattered because they had no backbone, and they were killed countless times in an instant.

The timing was just right, Murong Chong looked at the army behind him from afar, and immediately saw the woman with a worried and serious face, her face was covered with dust, but her eyes became more and more clean and clear, and the time around her seemed to be silent for a moment.

But soon, the stunning face splashed with blood opened his lips in the midst of thousands of troops, and the phoenix eyes looked extremely bewitching because of the reflection of blood, squinting slightly, dangerous and resolute.

He raised his sword and gave an order with a fierce voice: "Where is the team!" ”

Before the Qin army could react, those women had already rushed up, opened the dust bag in their hands, and poured their hands up, and the wind direction was blowing from the Yan army to the Qin army, and the entire battlefield was suddenly foggy, and the Qin army was blinded by the dust, and they were at a loss for what to do on the battlefield.

After this, the situation between the two sides immediately reversed, and the war ended quickly, Jiang Yu, the former general of the Qin army, who had penetrated deep into the enemy position, was killed, and Fu Lin, the prince of Hejian, was also hit by a stray arrow for covering Fu Hui when he withdrew his troops, and the Qin army suffered heavy casualties.

The Yan army returned victorious, and it didn't take much effort to occupy the Afang Palace, and it was so close to Fu Jian in the Han Palace in Chang'an City that they could almost look at each other.

At the same time, the Eastern Jin Dynasty, far to the south, also ushered in a huge and long-standing change.

In fact, this change was foreshadowed after the Battle of Huangshui that year, or even earlier.

The victory in the war continued the lifeblood of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, but it also brought about subtle changes between Sima Yao and the increasingly powerful Xie monarchs. In September of the same year, Sima Yao, who had been enduring for a long time under the politics of the gate valve, began to divide the power of Prime Minister Xie An with Sima Daozi, the king of Langyu, to record the six things of Shangshu. The Xie clan of Chenjun led the victory of the Battle of Weishui, but their merits were not rewarded, which was the challenge of Sima Huangquan to the Shi clan gate lords headed by the Xie clan. In addition, Sima Yao's late queen's maiden family, the people of the Taiyuan Wang family, used slander to divide the relationship between the monarch and Xie An, and the Xie family had a celebrity complex, unwilling to fight for power and profit, so they repeatedly made concessions, Xie An invited himself to the north in August of the ninth year of Taiyuan, and lived in Guangling in April of the following year.

In this way, the Xie family can be regarded as having temporary peace and peace, but Xie Anxin, who is in Guangling, has always been thinking about the people of the country, and has always been secretly depressed, and finally got an illness in the autumn of the same year, and it was because of this illness that he took the life of this generation of famous ministers soon after.

Xie An died in Guangling, and then Sima Daozi naturally seized his original power and became the governor of Yangzhou Assassin History, Lu Shang Shushi, and the governor of Chinese and foreign military affairs.

Emperor Sima Yao of the Jin Dynasty finally achieved his authority, watched all the opportunities, and got what he wanted.

The Lile conquest came from the Son of Heaven, which is naturally the best thing for the long-term unification of a country, but for the century-old legendary Wang Xie clan in the mouths of the people, it has never been seen again.

The left wind of the river passed, and Wang Xie was silent in front of the door.

In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people.

Wanzhang suddenly turned back from the window of Afang's palace, only to see an empty and silent palace behind him, as peaceful and quiet as it had been for thousands of years.

Just now, a piercing sound of broken strings suddenly sounded in her ears, which made her chest feel slightly painful for a while, and she almost couldn't stand up all of a sudden, stumbling to the side and sitting down, and only after stabilizing her heartbeat did she start to pinch her fingers.

It's just that this calculation actually made her eyes red for a moment, and her body was as cold as ice.

The puppet stood up, not knowing what to do, but his footsteps staggered and he took the pouch from somewhere, and his movements were slow and clumsy, he put the piano down, sat down slowly, removed the pouch, and then stretched out his hand and put it on the string, but he did not know what to play or where to start.

After being stunned for a long time, the fingertips suddenly trembled, and then one by one the techniques were played, first strange and stiff, like a person who touched the piano and played indiscriminately, and gradually there were some tunes, and gradually this song should only be in the sky, how many times can the world hear it.

Her hands no longer seemed to be her own, and she had forgotten the tunes she had learned over the past twenty years, and she only felt that there was a force leading her to play those unearthly tones.

The green ink color is faint, it is a rare famous piano in the world, but this song that she seems to just play casually seems to be more precious than this piano.

It is only because the piano itself is just a vulgar thing that it is the player who gives it life, and the player himself is just a layman, and it is the bosom friend that touches the player's heart.

It's just that now, the bosom friend has passed away, and he doesn't have to play the piano anymore, and this green Qi doesn't have to be born again.

The last note sounded, lingering around the beam, and the fingertips rested on the strings, wiping a string of blood.

And the tears in his eyes finally couldn't be stopped, slid down his cheeks, dripping on the body, as if there was an aura, and he was sucked in in an instant, leaving a few dark green tear stains, like flowers on vines.

Now she finally understands why Yu Boya broke the strings for Zhong Ziqi.

It's just that because of the mountains and rivers, it's rare to meet a bosom friend, and I can't play the piano anymore.

It's just that this green Qiqin doesn't belong to her after all, she has no right to destroy it, but from now on it will be in her hands and will never play it again.

If the person who owns it in the future can meet the soulmate, then he will face this world again.

Put it away again and put it back in the piano bag, and this time, I don't know when it will see the light of day again.

Prime Minister, let's go.

Since then, Lu Qi has not come back.

A few days later, in the evening, Murong Chong, who had been dealing with official business for many days, finally took the time to come to the palace where Wanzhang was, and there were not many people behind him, only Kan Shui.

Entering the courtyard, he found that all the palace ladies in the palace were outside the hall, and Ah Li was standing under the corridor in the courtyard, and when he saw someone coming, he immediately raised his head, and found that it was Murong Chong, so he hurriedly stepped forward.

After finishing the salute, he bowed his head and said hesitantly:

"Lord, Miss Wanzhang, she has been ...... lately Something seems unusual. ”

Murong Chong's footsteps didn't stop: "What's the matter?" ”

"A few days ago, the slave came back from outside, standing outside the door and heard the sound of the piano inside, thinking that she was learning the piano, for fear of disturbing the girl, she stood outside for a while, but she didn't expect the sound of the piano to become more and more wonderful, and finally the slave and maid listened to it stupidly, and couldn't help but shed tears." Ah Li followed and said, "Later, when I looked in from the door, the slave and maid also found that the qin seemed to be a guqin for many years. ”

"Jean?"

The footsteps suddenly stopped, and the courtyard of the palace in Afang Palace was huge, and after talking for so long, he had only walked through half of the courtyard.

"Yes, the slave maid has served Miss Wanzhang for so long, I never knew that she could play the piano, and she talked so well, as for the guqin, I have never seen it."

The figure paused, and the brocade boots under the silk robe of the dark embroidered Yunwen moved, and he raised his feet and walked in again.

"Wait a minute, Lord, at this moment, it's better not to go in."

Ah Li suddenly stopped Murong Chong very aggressively, attracting a meaningful look from Kan Shui behind him.

The tone is still faint, but it implies a little tiredness:

"What's wrong again?"

"I just brought in a woman outside, saying that she was the old man who claimed to be Miss Wanzhang in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and after Miss Wanzhang saw her, she immediately pulled her to the palace, and asked the slave to guard the door and not have to serve inside."

Then Ah Li seemed to glance at Kan Shui behind Murong Chong silently, and then took a step forward, approaching Murong Chong, his expression was unusually serious and condensed, and whispered in a low voice:

"Lord, subordinates doubt...... It's because of the recent events in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. ”

whispered such a word, causing the tired man's slender brows to wrinkle, and secretly thought about the words of the old man of the Eastern Jin Dynasty and the recent things of the Eastern Jin Dynasty a few times, but his footsteps stopped completely and stood at the door.

At this angle, you can see the figure inside through the crack in the door.

There are two women in the hall, and Wanzhang stands with his back to the door, and standing at the door is a woman with a delicate face and a sad expression, which is the old man from the Eastern Jin Dynasty - Liu Wu.