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Seeing the youngest son who suddenly appeared in front of her kneeling at her feet, Jiang Guifei chuckled in her heart, and wanted to help her son up, but she didn't seem to be able to exert her strength, "What's wrong?" "Why did you go back to Beijing? How is the war going in the Northeast? Could it be... Flee before the battle...? Jiang Guifei suddenly didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Erchen is returning to Beijing on the secret order of his father this time." Don't be nervous, Princess.

"Then you..." The emperor wants your life? I can't...

"Erchen... There is a disease. ”

Sick?!

Jiang Guifei stood up and carefully examined her youngest son's body, and countless thoughts exploded in her mind, could it be that the youngest son was hacked by them? Who is it, the Dai family or the Deng family? No wonder the emperor raised Thirteen outside the palace, was it to treat him? No, I haven't heard of any famous doctors in Shandong...

"What's the disease?" There was a trace of irrepressible tremor in Jiang Guifei's voice, although the youngest son was not by his side since he was a child, but after all, it was also the meat that fell from his body!

"Erchen..."Thirteen lowered his eyes, "Erchen's heart is happy with one person, and he thinks about it day and night..."

Whew~~~ Jiang Guifei breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that her son had finally opened his mind, "Who is it?" "But it doesn't matter, the mother concubine is the master for you, if you are a daughter of a family, you can marry as a concubine; It doesn't matter if it's a small family, take a concubine... I don't think the imperial historians will say anything.

"It's my father's..."Before the protégé could say the words, Thirteen was startled by his mother's gasp.

You fell in love with the woman in the palace!! Jiang Guifei's jaw is almost uncontrollable, that's your mother-in-law! Your father's woman! Do you want the whole world to spit on you?

Hey, no, there are only a few women in the emperor, could it be that the youngest son has fallen in love with an old woman?! Oh, my God...

Thirteen knew that his mother had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "It's my father's courtier." ”

Jiang Guifei's eyes straightened after hearing this, my son, I actually like men...... How good is that! No wonder he said he had a disease...

"Ask for a concubine..."

"Son," Jiang Guifei interrupted her youngest son again, "The eldest daughter of the Zuo family is gentle and virtuous, quite talented, and worthy of being the princess..."

"Mother, the retainers don't want the left family and the right family, the retainers only want..."

"After you listen to the concubine, as long as you marry Miss Zuo, you," whether you like a man or a courtier, you can do whatever you want. ”

Thirteen said coldly: "Except for her, Erchen doesn't want anyone, Erchen just wants her to be Erchen's wife." ”

！ Let a man be your wife!? The royal face is gone! "Hao'er, you... Did you tell your eldest brother about this? ”

"Said," Thirteen's eyes released a different look, "the eldest brother agreed. ”

Whatever you want, that's how the fifth prince replied to his younger brother.

Jiang Guifei was stunned again, "Sheng'er, Sheng'er actually agreed..."You marry a man?!

Thirteen nodded, "Even my father and the emperor..."

Oh, my God! Jiang Guifei slammed her butt into the chair, this, this is too... It's crazy!

"Son," Jiang Guifei choked up, "how do you let others see you in the future..."

"Mother!" Thirteen knelt down in front of Jiang Guifei, "Qinglan is a good girl. ”

"The concubine knows..."Wait, girl? Jiang Guifei suddenly changed her voice, "Which girl?" ”

"Shu Qinglan, the new champion Shu Qinglan." Mother, you gave her a hairpin this morning.

My son likes women! Jiang Guifei almost cried with joy, stabilized her mind, and said to Thirteen: "You really like girls?" ”

Thirteen, "Erchen only likes Shu Qinglan." ”

Thinking of the female champion I saw this morning, Jiang Guifei was finally relieved, my son still likes women! "That Shu Qinglan..."It seems that she was born in a poor family, right?

"Erchen Freedom and Qinglan met, her character and talent..."

Jiang Guifei waved her hand, what does life have to do with talent, "Their family..."

"Qinglan is the cousin of the Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion, and now she is in the sixth official residence." People are not poor now, they rely on their own real talents and hard work to accept officials.

"Do you really like it that much?" Jiang Guifei had an indescribable sour feeling in her heart.

"If the son is not married, she will not marry." Thirteen's face was solemn.

******

Qinglan walked anxiously in front of the tent, and finally, the figure of the person she was waiting for stood out in the night, Xiaobao and Thirteen hurriedly walked towards Qinglan, followed by Wu Shi, who had not changed for ten thousand years.

Thirteen pairs of Qinglan signaled: Go back to the tent and talk about it.

Entering the tent, Qinglan used the hot water in the hanging pot to brew a bowl of fried noodles for each of them, and a sweet fragrance soaked into the taste buds of the three people along the rising pot gas.

Wu Shi hesitated for a moment, but still took the bowl handed by Qing Lan and guarded outside the tent door.

"How?" Handing the mixed noodle soup to the two friends, Qinglan stared at Xiaobao closely.

"I can have some more sugar." Xiaobao recalled for a second the memory that had just stayed on the tip of his tongue.

Just know how to eat! Qinglan couldn't help but shoot him with an eye knife.

As an interpreter, Xiaobao is one of the main personnel for interrogating prisoners of war today, and what Qinglan wants to know is what is the reason for the war provoked by Privet and other troops this time, and who is their leader, what is the strength of the enemy, and where is the specific location of the enemy camp, it would be better if a map could be drawn.

"What else can it be," Xiaobao answered Qinglan's question while eating, "I just want to swallow the Northeast slowly and have the final say." ”

In the Northeast, Han Chinese have always felt that they are superior to ethnic minorities, and this contradiction has become more and more intense with the "differential treatment" of the common people by local officials.

"I don't think these Tartars are civilized." Fortunately in the east, Xiaobao heard from the captives that some villages in the north were still living a life of "Ru Mao drinking blood".

The thirteen on the side didn't talk and ate the soup in their hands intently.

"How many stockades do they have?" Qinglan frowned, how can you fight like this, run away as soon as you fight, and come back in two days, there is no end.

Xiaobao shook his head, "A lot, they don't know it themselves." ”

"There's got to be someone who has the final say!"

"Qingyun Peak is still Qingyun Peak, and orders are all coming from there." Thinking of the captive's arrogant face, Xiao Bao paused and said: "Where there are mountains, there are villages, and where there are villages, there are their people." ”

"As long as there are mountains, there are their people?" Qinglan unconsciously raised her voice, and the tone of the Tartar was really loud.

Thirteen looked up at Qinglan and said: "It's true, General Liu took a few people to find out, and sure enough, there is a village in three or five miles, all hidden in the mountains." ”

"Is it the people or..."

"What's the difference," Xiaobao swallowed the last bite of the soup and interrupted Qinglan's words, "They are clansmen, they can farm the land when they pick up a hoe, and they can rob when they get on a horse, everything is up to the head man." ”

"Maybe they don't want to fight?" Qinglan was lucky.

"Hmph," Xiaobao couldn't help but be a little mean when he thought of the captives he had captured today, "They don't think there's anything wrong with this at all, and they can grab a daughter-in-law to go back if they have nothing to do, why not?" ”

"What did my third grandfather say?" Qinglan is most concerned about the next military action, but what worries her is that she can't kill all these privet tartars.

There are really people who think so, such as General Liu, who led people up the mountain to investigate.

"General, I'm a big boss, but we've also heard a saying, if it's not my race, its heart will be different!" What General Liu means is to take advantage of such a awesome guy in his hands now to cut down these privet tartars and eradicate them!

"Yes, General," General Zhang, who is also a fellow villager, is also very supportive of this idea, "We have raised them for so many years with good food and drink, distributed land and grain to them, and taught them how to farm, and the result?" As soon as people are full, they will come to bite us! ”

The old general is pacing back and forth in front of the map, what the hell will he do with these Tartars, kill them all? The emperor did not have clear instructions. The emperor only asked himself to end the war in the northeast as soon as possible to support the northwest, but now the northeast is infected with scabies, which is not fatal, but it makes people itch and feel uncomfortable.

"I will discuss this matter with His Highness the Thirteenth." The old general said to several old subordinates.

"General, this matter should not be delayed any longer..." General Liu still wanted to persuade, seeing that it was about to snow in the mountains, and when the heavy snow closed the mountains, he didn't know how long this battle would last.

General Yi raised his hand and signaled that General Liu did not need to say much, and snow would begin to fall in all parts of the northeast in October, and it would be ten and a half months earlier in the mountains.

"Please come down to the army to discuss the matter."

This battle is imminent.

******

Lin Yinfei came with Thirteen, and after interrogation, he almost mastered the general location of nearly 50 large and small villages in Changbai Mountain.

"General Lin, you take people to set off from here, and the 20,000 horses of His Highness the Thirteenth will follow," General Yi Lao planted a small flag with the word Lin painted on the main road into the mountain that had just been captured, "and advanced all the way from this position." ”

Turning to Pan Zexin, who had just secretly entered the pass from Shenyang City, he said, "You lead 10,000 troops to insert from this position," Xiaoqi moved to the border between Changbai Mountain and Xiaoxing'an Mountain, "here to intercept the fleeing Tartars on both sides." You're on the west side, and your uncle is on the east side. "This uncle is talking about the righteous son of the old general.

"General Liu and General Zhang will lead people from Songjiang to drive the Tartars here. You meet in this position. "The old general put the two flags together.

"Then General Zhao..."General Zhao was referring to Zhao Ji.

The Daxing'an Mountains separate the northeast from the grasslands and are strategically important.

"He doesn't participate in this operation, I have my own arrangements."

After receiving the order, the generals began to pack up, this time they had to travel lightly and quickly.

"I'm going with you!"

Since beating Qinglan and learning two moves and three styles, she has been practicing diligently every day, just thinking about the addiction of a female general, and the influence of fat aunts on Qinglan is too great.

"We're going to war," Thirteen refused Qinglan without any suspense, what kind of joke, how can there be a war with a daughter-in-law, "You stay honestly by the side of the old general." "Otherwise, I'll transfer you back to the capital.

Where is Qinglan willing to follow, threats, temptations, coquettishness, and even the killer weapon - ignoring Thirteen, all of them have been used, but they still can't change Thirteen's mind.

Well, Qinglan didn't go to ask for thirteen anymore, and the sister followed the fat aunt and they went secretly.

However, Qinglan was destined to be disappointed, and the fat aunts, as the advance force, were the first to set off with Lin Yinfei.

The idea of the female soldier company didn't work, Qinglan turned her head to ask Xiaobao, as an interpreter, he was going to go into the mountain with the large army.

"Absolutely not." What are you kidding, Thirteen won't be able to eat me if he knows!

"Ding Xicheng! You're still not my ferromagnetic?! ”

"It's because I can't hurt you!" I'm not only your ferromagnet, I'm also thirteen's ferromagnetic! He had expected you to come to me.

"How about waiting for me to go back to Beijing to help you chase Qu Wanying?" Qinglan stared at Xiaobao's reaction expectantly, this was her sister's last secret weapon.

Xiaobao's eyes widened in surprise, "How are you..."

Qinglan raised an eyebrow, "Why can't I know!" Okay, give a happy word! ”

Xiaobao was silent, it turned out that her little caution had already been spied on by Qinglan, so did Wanying know? Qinglan and Wanying are good sisters, if she is willing to come forward for herself...... Maybe, maybe......

But Qinglan is also a good friend of mine, how can I watch my friend put himself in danger!

"No way!" Xiaobao's refusal was categorical.

Qinglan has thought of all tricks, and even studied the method of hiding in the cannon, but...

"Nonsense!" General Yilao, like all Pan family members, will have a red face when he is angry.

"Third grandfather..."Qinglan turned into a squirrel's face in seconds, wanting to use this to get by. Alas~~~ I can't play well with Appleface anymore, how can I sue the black!

"Don't say anything, you can pack up and go back to Beijing now." General Yi Lao was very resolute, he had already planned to do so.

"I'm not leaving!" There was a splash in her eyes that blurred her vision, and Qinglan knew that she was a little vexatious, but she didn't know why, and her intuition told her that there was a reason to go this time—although she hadn't figured out what it was.

The old general stroked his forehead, "Then you will stay in the city honestly!" ”

Is this the rhythm of kicking yourself out of the barracks?

This time, Qinglan was really "scared" and cried.

There was no whimpering or sobbing, and if it weren't for the tears flowing, Qinglan would look no different from ordinary people. She cupped her cheeks, tears dripping down her wrists and onto her chest, quickly wet.

"Do you really want to go?" Looking at Qinglan's silent tears, the teardrops dripped on Thirteen's heart like sulfuric acid, "Don't cry, Lord promised you." ”

Qinglan was still staring at the tent door with blank eyes, but what she thought in her heart was: Why did you go earlier!

"You also look down on women."

Thirteen didn't understand where this feeling of wanting to beat himself up came from, it turned out that what he was most afraid of was the woman's tears, no, it was Qinglan's tears. "I was wrong, how dare I underestimate our Shu Da champion?"

╭(╯^╰)╮hum!

Qinglan threw her face to the other side arrogantly.

(I'm really the author who can't see it: You just die, you will!) ）

Thirteen picked up Qinglan's face, his hot eyes had a pampering that he hadn't yet noticed, and he gently rolled up a teardrop with the tip of his tongue, "Cry, Jing, this little thing is enough." ”

Qinglan suddenly wanted to knock down the young man in front of her, and she couldn't let people live like this all day long!

******

Mountain and forest warfare is not a stranger to the soldiers in the Northeast, and in the coldest time of winter, they also went to the Linhai Snow Field to train and take a snow bath.

Now with powerful equipment, he can win against a group of privet tartars who have no training and can only play brute force.

The only trouble is: how to avoid the enemy's trap and take the stockade without alarming the opponent.