Volume 2 Chapter 48

An Ning was finally able to get out of bed, and sat in the carriage for ten days and a half months, stopping and stopping along the way before arriving at Qiao's Mansion. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

During the period of the first emperor, Qiao Loufeng was the right-hand man of the first emperor, he was still young, but he was extremely smart, and he followed the first emperor several times, not only made great contributions, but also saved the life of the first emperor.

The first emperor trusted him very much, and after ascending the throne, he carved down a piece of feng shui treasure land in the mountains near the royal garden in the western suburbs, and ordered the Ministry of Industry to supervise the construction, and built a glorious mansion, which was given to Qiao Loufeng, and also gave the descendants hereditary.

Qiao Loufeng lost his wife when he was young, leaving behind a son, Qiao Zheng, and later remarried an official lady who was five years younger than him and gave birth to Qiao Hui. When Qiao Hui was just a young man, Mrs. Qiao died of illness.

Because of the marriage contract given by the first emperor, Qiao Loufeng avoided remarrying another woman who was not compatible with Qiao Hui, and the family was restless, and he has been alone since then, and at most he is surrounded by a few very old concubines.

Qiao Loufeng led the troops all the year round, and Qiao Zheng's brother took care of Qiao Hui like a father, and the two grew up dependent on each other.

Qiaofu originally also had an ancestral house in Jindu, but the first emperor rewarded the will, and the whole family moved to the current Qiaofu to live, with a very wide enclosure and no neighbors, and now it is also the same house for four generations.

An Ning didn't walk a single step, just lying in the carriage and being carried into the backyard from the main entrance. Mrs. Shizi's surname is Jiang, she was born in a scholarly family, and she is a gentle woman. She vacated the side compartment of the queen's original courtyard and arranged it as a peaceful residence.

An Ning sat on the bed, everything was already neatly arranged, and the whole room was delicate and beautiful. Mama Fang and Qingyan were methodically directing the little palace maids to put things. Mo Xin came in with a wooden wheelchair on his back and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, this is sent by the prince. ”

The wooden wheel is made very carefully, and even the corners and corners are polished smooth and flat, so as not to pierce the princess's hands.

An Ning didn't like to be in a wheelchair, but she couldn't do it - she was curious, so she asked Qingyan to pick her up.

Qingyan first laid a thick cushion and pillow, put An Ning on it, put a stove on her hand, covered a soft quilt, and put a small jacket on An Ning's shoulders, doing things carefully, lest something was missing.

As soon as you push it from behind, the wheels turn.

When he met the steps, Mursin bent down, connected the wheelchair and Princess Anning, and carried her firmly into the courtyard, placing her under a plane tree in the courtyard. He was small, but his strength was amazing.

Spring is full of flowers, the branches have gradually grown, and the sun is very warm. An Ning raised her head, the sun fell on her face, she squinted slightly, and a red light came through her eyelids.

Qiao's family has a simple population, but Qiao Loufeng's uncles and grandchildren are still there, so they live together. In order to keep the peace from being disturbed, Qiao Zheng didn't let them come to see him at all.

An Ning didn't want the Qiao family to bow down in front of her.

A gaze fell on her face.

She opened her eyes and saw a flash of red in the corner of the wall.

Maple marks.

Since she gradually recovered, Maple Scar had been like a shadow, rarely appearing in front of her unless she summoned her.

Even if she summoned him, he didn't say a word.

An Ning didn't understand at all, and she didn't blame him.

The people around her were now very cautious of her, like a priceless piece of porcelain.

"Do you want your Highness to go anywhere?" Mursin whispered beside her, interrupting her thoughts. His voice was low, usually as honest as wood, and if he didn't speak, he was like a piece of air without any sense of existence.

Before in the inn, everyone thought that she could appear less often, but now that she is in Qiao's Mansion, she is full of henchmen, so there is nothing to worry about.

An Ning thought for a while, "Is there a study?" Mursin bent down in his chair, and An Ning couldn't help but wonder - what are you doing with wheels with Mursin here?

The study is not far away.

The little servant guarding in front of the study opened the door, and the light from the door slowly penetrated into the study, illuminating the objects in the darkness.

Rows of bookshelves are lined up, neatly filled with various scrolls and books, and the annals of the art of war are like a treasure trove of historical wisdom.

In front of the rows of bookshelves, three high sand tables stand silently.

The lifelike city passes, the exquisite chariots and horses, and even the words on the battle flags hanging on the city walls are clearly visible, condensing into the wind and frost of history.

The solemn aura of the battlefield rushed to his face, as if he heard the sound of war drums, the hunting of battle flags, the fighting of soldiers, and the long neighing of war horses.

An Ning exhaled slowly, almost carefully.

A reflection fell on her, An Ning raised her head, Qiao Zheng stood behind her, his expression was a little solemn, but he was very soft when he looked at her: "Why did you run here." He looked at the sand tables: "Do you want to see it?" ”

An Ning nodded slowly.

Murshin took a step back, and Qiao Zheng lowered her body and pushed her wheelchair in front of the sand table. On the wooden table in front of the three sand tables, there is a huge painted map of mountains and rivers, and various geographical patterns are concave and convex, colorful and beautiful.

He slowly pointed to each city pass: "These are the three most important checkpoints of our Daliang, Tan Pass, Xianju Pass, Longyao Pass, that is, Tan City, Xianju City, Longyao City, these are the lifeblood of the Great Liang land, heavily guarded, easy to defend and difficult to attack." Following what he pointed out, the three city gates on the mountain and river map are connected, running through the land of Daliang and reaching the Jindu.

"Once these three levels are broken, Jindu is in danger, and Daliang will face the disaster of annihilation."

Qiao Zheng took out the iron models of many soldiers from the small drawer of the wooden case and put them in the corresponding position on the map: "This is the heavy army of our Daliang, in addition to the three city passes, we also have the Northwest Army, the Dongjiang Army, and the Beixianghe Army." Your grandfather is in control of 200,000 soldiers and horses of the Northwest Army. "The three city passes through Daliang, and the Xianghe River lies between the mountains and rivers of Daliang, providing a steady stream of military weapons through water transportation to support the front line.

Qiao Zheng lowered his head, and saw An Ning staring down at the map of mountains and rivers, identifying it like hunger and thirst, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

A girl actually likes to look at mountains and rivers.

"What did An Ning see?" Qiao Zheng asked softly.

An Ning stretched out his hand and gently stroked the painted patterns of those mountains, rivers and lakes, and his irrepressible heart surged: "This is the country of my beam." "These mountains and rivers are so delicate and so beautiful, and they have been forged after thousands of years of miraculous work.

In the end, it was destroyed by the flames of war, torn apart, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the people suffered.

Her relatives, friends, and her are separated from her.

Qiao Zheng leaned down from behind her, at eye level with her, as if he could see the mountains and rivers on the picture rising from the ground, magnificently presented in front of him.

Qiao Zheng sighed in An Ning's ear, solemn and solemn: "Yes, this is the country of our Liang." ”

This is the country he guards.