If it weren't for the Ning brothers and sisters, Shu Mansion would not have fallen to the bleak situation it is today.

"What I said will be fulfilled, but Yang Jiandong, you listen well, don't make trouble in the army again, otherwise you will be dealt with according to military law." Ning Sichen was not angry and arrogant.

Yang Jiandong snorted coldly at Qin Qi with a victorious attitude, or if it weren't for the people below to pull hard, Qin Qi would have killed Yang Jiandong on the spot.

"Qin Qi, Yang Jiandong, and the soldiers who fought just now disturbed military discipline, and all of them were punished with twenty rods and punished to build bridges." Ning Sichen ordered. "There is still food that was spilled, so I don't need to eat today's meal."

"Ning Sichen, you dare to beat Lao Tzu, at the beginning, you were Lao Tzu's ......"

"Hold on." Ning Sichen didn't go to see Yang Jiandong either.

On the periphery of the soldiers, Shu Qingyue watched as General Qin Qi and Yang Jiandong were escorted down by the soldiers together

"All go back to their places, do you want to be punished?" A general dispersed the soldiers who were still gathered together.

Before Ning Sichen left, some soldiers looked at him, with all kinds of eyes, some fear, some disobedience, and some hatred. No matter how vicious the gaze was, he had seen it, but Ning Sichen didn't care at all.

The seller seeks glory, four or five months ago, Shu Qingyue also heard the same thing, talking about Ning Sichen.

Shu Qingyue looked at Ning Sichen among the soldiers, and then looked in the direction where Yang Jiandong was escorted away, Yang Jiandong's last sentence seemed to say, "At the beginning, you were Lao Tzu's ......" Ning Sichen and Yang Jiandong had a relationship before? Shu Qingyue thought of Ning Sichen's familiarity with Wang Tiezong, and how smoothly this battle was fought...... When Shu Qingyue turned around, there was more doubt in her expression.

After the next two years, Shu Qingyue was still haunted by what Yang Jiandong said that day, and she faintly felt that the battle in Zicheng was not just as simple as it seemed on the surface. It's a pity that she never found a chance to ask Yang Jiandong face to face.

On the third day, the bridge was repaired, and the army did not linger any longer.

Along the way, Shu Qingyue still slept in the same tent with Ning Sichen, but the relationship between the two. But there has been no breakthrough.

Return to the imperial capital of Pingcheng. It's December.

On the day of returning to the city, many people in the city still went out to greet them, after all. Everyone wants their country to be strong, and only in this way can they have a stable life.

The army entered the city in a mighty way, and Ning Sichen rode at the front.

"He is Ning Sichen."

"So young."

It was the first time for many people to see Ning Sichen, and he was already handsome. Coupled with the white armor, it is even more majestic. Especially some women. I couldn't help but look at Ning Sichen a few more times.

Come to think of it, in the next period of time, the threshold of Ning Mansion is afraid that it will be broken by the matchmaker.

Shu Qingyue did not follow Ning Sichen, but followed the army. In my ears, I can hear the words of the people from time to time, but they are not angry scolding. There is praise and admiration.

Never. Time is the thinnest and coolest, Shu Shengxuan has been dead for half a year, and the people have slowly accepted Ning Sichen.

And for the people, as long as Guotai is safe, it doesn't matter who is the general.

Shu Qingyue raised her head, and from a distance, she could see Ning Sichen at the front. What a familiar scene, but it is ...... There was a gloom in her calm face.

On the second floor of a teahouse on the street, there were two people sitting by the window, Zhu Xiao and She Shuman, the tea on the table was cold, but no one drank it. Especially She Shuman, staring at Ning Sichen who was walking farther and farther with all his eyes, and his hands spread out on the table couldn't help but clench.

Zhang Zhiyong said before his death that three years ago, it was Ning Sichen who gave advice behind his back, and Shu Ziqian died on the battlefield.

Ning Sichen......

She Shuman has a hundred and one thousand hatreds.

"Miss." Zhu Xiao was a little worried about She Shuman......

"I'm fine." She Shuman's voice was very shallow and soft. On the streets, the army was gone. She asked Zhu Xiao. "What did the battle in Shan Yang City find?"

"There are a lot of strange places, but the emperor and ministers of Liangchang Kingdom are all dead, and the imperial study is also burned by Ning Sichen, and there is no clue for the time being." Zhu Xiao said.

"Check." She Shuman has studied the battle situation in Shan Yang City, just like Shu Qingyue thought at the beginning, there are many problems inside, and there must be someone behind the ghosts.

She wants to find out that she will not let the people of Shu Mansion die in vain.

"Yes." Zhu Xiao said.

When the flow of people on the street gradually dispersed, She Shuman and Zhu Xiao in the teahouse also left, and in which position by the window, only two cups of herbal tea that had not been touched were left.

On the other side, Ning Sichen wanted to enter the palace to resume his life, and before he went, he first got a set of women's clothes for Shu Qingyue to change into.

"I'm going back to Shufu." Shu Qingyue said to Ning Sichen. The war in Zicheng is over, and it is time for her to go back to Shufu.

She won't be going back to Ningfu!

Finally, it was such a day.

"Hmm." Ning Sichen could not help but let her go?

Even if he could promise her a lifetime, would she be willing to accompany him for this lifetime? Besides, there was a blood debt between him and her, and it was even more impossible for him to give her any promises.

"General Ning still remembers what I said, no matter when, I don't want to be an enemy of General Ning." That was the last thing Shu Qingyue said to Ning Sichen before leaving.

There are too many things that she can't control, and the only thing Shu Qingyue hopes for is not to be an enemy of him.

Shu Qingyue returned to Shu Mansion, and Ning Sichen entered the palace.

Palace

The defeat of the feather country, the emperor Longyan Dayue, a big feast, the palace lights are bright, singing and dancing.

People outside the palace can also feel the lively atmosphere in the palace, and the colorful fireworks that burst up illuminate the entire sky of Pingcheng.

Zicheng is broken, Wang Tiezong is dead, and what Shu Qingyue wants most is to worship her father and eldest brother.

She missed them all of a sudden.

The next day, Shu Qingyue prepared some paper money, water and wine, and went to Xiangshan in the western suburbs of the city alone.

However, before Shu Qingyue went, another person went to Xiangshan first, She Shuman.

The more She Shuman went up, the heavier his steps became. Not because of the height of the mountain, nor because of the steepness of the mountain, but because of the man buried on the top of the mountain.

In the depths of winter, everything withers, and it is the most desolate. On the top of the mountain, only the sparse dead grass swayed in the wind.

There are three tombs on the mountain, one old and two new. Facing the side of Pingcheng, a loess mound is raised, and the stiff and cold tombstone is its only symbol, the tomb of Shu Ziqian.

She Shuman knelt down in front of the tomb, his hand trembling in mid-air for a long, long time before touching the name.

"Ziqian ......" She Shuman gently and gently called Shu Ziqian's name, but it was a pity that the people who had been sleeping forever under the loess could no longer hear her call.

Shu Qingyue came to the foot of Xiangshan, and She Shuman had already come down from the mountain. She Shuman took a step faster, Shu Qingyue took a step slower, one left and one right, and the two of them missed. (To be continued)