Not long after Fu Zheng left Beijing, Fu Zhao was recalled to the capital by Emperor Yanchang. originally thought that Emperor Yanchang would definitely reprimand him angrily and punish him again, but he didn't expect the emperor to let Fu Zhao retreat after just a few simple words. Seeing this situation, Fu Zhao couldn't figure it out, and there was no one to discuss when Seventh Brother was not there, so he was worried and panicked, so he sneaked out of the palace to find Mei Ru.

Mei Ru had just finished sending the Dragon Boat Festival gift to Mr. Pingyang at that time, and was planning to return home. Seeing Fu Zhao, Mei Ru was obviously surprised: "Your Highness, aren't you in Anzhou?" ”

"Lost the battle." Fu Zhao drooped his head in a gloomy manner, only feeling so embarrassed.

This battle is really not easy to fight, a few days ago I heard that there were many dead and wounded, and wave after wave of people went up...... Mei Ru sighed in a daze and persuaded: "Since His Royal Highness has returned to Beijing, don't think about it." ”

Fu Zhao was still frustrated, and he said, "Seventh Brother has gone." Hearing him mention Fu Zheng, Mei Ru was silent. Thinking of the terrible battle situation, Fu Zhao's brows were about to wrinkle, and he said worriedly to Mei Ru: "Follow, I'm really worried about my seventh brother." ”

Fu Zheng will be fine. Mei Ru thought so, but she could only comfort Fu Zhao: "His Royal Highness King Yan is auspicious, and he will definitely be able to return to the dynasty victoriously." ”

Hearing this, Fu Zhao didn't feel much comfort, he was still worried and gritted his teeth and said: "The prince is not happy at all this time, first sued the seventh brother in front of his father, wronged the seventh brother, and then asked the seventh brother to lead the troops over to clean up the mess!" But the prince must still be against Seventh Brother everywhere, Seventh Brother is in a difficult situation......" Speaking of this, Fu Zhao said sadly: "If you win this time, it won't be counted on Seventh Brother at all, and if you lose, Seventh Brother will have a hard time." ”

As soon as he said this, both of them fell silent.

After being silent for a long time, Fu Zhao sighed heavily: "You don't know if you follow it, this battle is really difficult, I don't ask for anything now, just ask the seventh brother to come back safely." He said with increasing frustration and sadness.

Mei Ru's face was stunned for a moment.

She actually knew that this battle was really hard. The opponent is a strong horseman, brave and good at fighting. Even in his previous life, Fu Zheng had planned for several years to encroach on Northern Liao little by little. Where is the amount of time now? But Fu Zheng is really fine. Mei Ru knows. No matter how difficult his situation is, he will come back safely, isn't it like this in his previous life?

After a long time, Mei Ru sighed, still comforting Fu Zhao with such determination: "His Royal Highness King Yan will be fine." ”

……

As Fu Zhao expected, his seventh brother's situation was not very good.

In the Chinese military tent, Fu Zheng and several generals were waiting there. Today, the prince convened everyone to discuss the follow-up countermeasures. ——After the defeat of the Liaohe River last time, Fu Zheng led reinforcements over, and now the Wei army has fully retreated to the pass of the Liaohe River. They had been stationed here for several days, and the two sides had barely confronted each other, so that they would not collapse, but there was no improvement.

The crown prince was not satisfied with this impasse. Because he suffered a defeat, he was severely disgraced, and now he urgently needs a victory.

Sitting at the top of the tent at this time, he had a calm face and said dissatisfiedly: "Have we been guarding this pass like this?" Being seen as a joke for nothing? "The prince's temper has become worse and worse lately, and his style of conduct is more ruthless and ruthless than before. He said: "The other party is expected that we have already lost a game, so we don't dare to act rashly." But we're going to take them by surprise and take them by surprise! ”

The crowd was silent about his words.

With his eyes coldly brushing underneath, the prince asked Fu Zheng, "Seventh brother, what do you think?" In the past few days, the prince's mention has been opposed by Fu Zheng every time. The prince was really unhappy in his heart, and regarded it as a thorn in his eye, so he deliberately asked this question.

Fu Zheng's face was pale, but he still objected to the prince's opinion, and said respectfully at the end: "Brother Wanghuang think twice." ”

"Think twice?" The prince smiled weirdly, "Seventh brother means that this palace has not thought twice?" Then he squeezed and said: "Or is it that the seventh brother thinks twice, and this palace is not as good as you?" ”

The voice grew colder.

"Don't dare." Fu Zheng bowed his head.

The prince smiled coldly, deliberately brushed his sleeves away, and between his resentment, he couldn't wait to lift the sleeves directly on Fu Zheng's face!

Fu Zheng stood there calmly as usual, his face was light, he didn't say anything else, he also turned back to his tent, and the rest of the people looked at each other.

Back in the tent, Shi Dong, who had been following him, had to persuade him: "Your Highness, why are you doing this?" In Shi Dong's opinion, this matter is completely thankless. Originally, Fu Zheng was in an embarrassing situation, but now he is doing it against the prince every day for these things, and there is really no benefit. Besides, even if the army is lost in the future, it is the decision of His Majesty, and His Royal Highness does not need to carry it for this.

When Fu Zheng heard this, he poked his eyes unhappily.

Shi Dong knew that he was speechless, so he didn't continue to do this, but said worriedly: "Your Highness, what do you think today?" ”

Shi Dong asked about Fu Zheng's body. The pass of the Liao River is in the middle of the mountains, facing the vast grasslands in the north, and not far from the pass is the wide and turbulent river. It was very cold during the day, and at night, it was even more cold and frozen, and some of the soldiers on the night patrol could freeze ice slag on their faces. Fu Zheng's injuries are all healed, but his right shoulder is cold, and he is in constant pain every day, and he needs to be regularly acupunctured and hot compressed by the military doctor, otherwise he can't even pull the bow open, so how can he fight on the battlefield?

After a pause, Fu Zheng said, "It's okay." ”

The next day, the prince still convened the meeting.

This time, Fu Zheng will object. After all, this comeback decision was too dangerous and risky, and this danger would definitely come to him, and Fu Zheng had to oppose it. But this time, the prince seemed to be iron-hearted, and directly took the case: "Seventh brother, this is still the palace in charge!" The anger was monstrous, and it was pressed down, and it seemed that if Fu Zheng said one more word, the prince would deal with it quickly.

As soon as these words came out, Fu Zheng's heart sank.

The prince then quickly made arrangements, and sure enough, Fu Zheng was appointed to lead 20,000 elite soldiers as the vanguard, and ordered them to lure the enemy first, and then arrange the rest of the roads to surround and annihilate him.

After this military order, Fu Zheng could only receive it alive.

As the night gradually spread, he sat quietly alone in the tent, his face solemn. After a long time, Fu Zheng took out a small round thing from his arms.

In the night, the thing glowed with a faint glow.

It is a pearl.

This pearl has a scratch on it. Now this trace is gradually fading in the man's rubbing, and it is difficult to see it anymore. Only his fingertips knew that there had been a scar there.

Putting it on his fingertips, Fu Zheng's eyebrows and eyes looked at it softly for a long time before he put it away properly.

This pearl was collected by him in the innermost part and rested with his heart.

According to the agreed day, Fu Zheng led the troops to the battle. He still led the soldiers of the Northwest Province. After the original northern battalion was defeated, the army was discouraged, and the imperial court urgently dispatched him to lead tens of thousands of horses from the northwest to support. Moreover, today's move is too dangerous, the northern battalion is considered the prince's own soldiers, and the prince will certainly not dispatch his own soldiers and horses lightly.

The expedition is imminent, and all the soldiers have Xiao Su on their faces.

Hu Sanbiao is also there, and he is now a general. Before leaving today, he specially changed into the shirt that Dong sent from him. He didn't want to wear the shirt that hid a lot of letters, and folded it neatly under the pillow. The people huddled in a tent laughed at him, and Hu Sanbiao laughed and scolded "Get out". Mei Xiang was also there at that time, but she just glanced at it coldly. His eyes brushed over the burden under Hu Sanbiao's pillow, and after a pause, he turned his face away.

The prince practiced for them, and in front of each of them was a bowl of the strongest wine.

Fu Zheng didn't drink, he just rode on his horse and looked up at the weather today.

The clouds here are particularly thick, blocking the already dim golden crow, and the large clumps are pressed down, making people's hearts very uncomfortable. It's still windy today. The wind was not gentle at all, and it hurt like a knife on the face.

Fu Zheng didn't know why, and suddenly thought of Mei Ru again.

He felt that the wind was just like the girl, hard and cold, without the slightest softness, but it could pull at his heart. Let him fight soon, and spare a little mind to think about this girl.

His good girl.

Fu Zheng curled the corners of his lips and smiled lightly.

Soon, he withdrew his gaze, took away all his thoughts, and only looked at the prince coldly. In front of the prince, Fu Zheng's eyes were rare and cold, like straight arrows. "Brother Wanghuang will act according to the plan, don't delay the hour." Fu Zheng reminded without humility or arrogance.

"That's nature." The crown prince nodded, and said, "Just wait for the seventh brother to return safely, and this palace will celebrate for you." ”

After he finished speaking, Fu Zheng still looked at him fixedly, his eyes were dark and deep, and he looked away coldly for a long time.

He drank that glass of wine after all, and gave himself a strong ride. His shoulder hurt a little this morning, and the medic had to press a needle down on it, and it was still not very good to pull the reins at this time.

The pass slowly opened, and before Fu Zheng led the troops to the battle, he looked up at the day again.

The clouds in the sky became more and more, white and vast, like continuous snow-capped mountains, which became the purest color in the sky, but in them he saw scarlet, wisps of scarlet, intertwined, the color of blood.

Fu Zheng has never killed so many people in his life.

Originally, he used to use weapons in his right hand, but after his right shoulder was injured, he changed to holding a knife in his left hand. The knife fell neatly, splashing all the warm blood. His face and silver armor were mottled with blood, and the blood dripped down his eyelashes, covering the bottom of his eyes, which was the ghostly blood that Fu Zheng saw before he set out on the expedition today. His face is sharp, his eyes will be bloodthirsty, he has no superfluous expressions at all, and between the constant slaughter, Fu Zheng has only one thought, he wants to live.

Returned to Beijing alive.

Go back alive to see the eleventh brother and see his good girl.

In fact, all the people in this battle just want to go back alive and return to their relatives. Just like Hu Sanbiao wants to go back to see his little lady alive, and the child who is about to be born, just like Mei Xiang also wants to go back to see his father, follow-up, and Sister Yue. If you die, you can't go back.

It's a hell of fighting, whimpering, and it's impossible to tell whether it's the wind or the wails of death.

Fu Zheng is really red-eyed. According to the appointed hour, he did not wait to answer, and now he can only kill out. He was completely numb, and in front of him was the iron horse surging like a tide, dense and numb, making people's scalps tingle. And every knife he slashes, every block, is completely following the instinct of survival.

It's just that when the knife came down, Fu Zheng seemed to be forced to take it.

I don't know where it is, but it seems that for a moment there is no sound and nothing can be heard.

There he fell, and there were still thick, thick clouds in front of him, which had turned completely scarlet.

His mind was a little sluggish, and he subconsciously reached into his chest. All Fu Zheng touched was warm and bloody. No one knew what he was going to touch, but a horse passed by, stabbed him in the chest and shot him again, and then struck him hard.

It was a penetrating pain, it hurt, but Fu Zheng could only feel the cold.

It was so cold that it was overwhelming, so cold that he wanted to hug his good girl again and kiss her again.

Fu Zheng blinked silently, and then closed tiredly.

It seems that the warm breeze in the spring day in front of him again, the bright sun, blowing his face, falling under his eyebrows, gently and gently, it is the mother's gentle hand, and the girl's gentle lips.

It's all the things he is most reluctant to do.

……

Dong gave birth and gave birth to a big fat boy. When she was out of confinement, Mei Ru went to visit Hu's house, and held the kid in her hand and coaxed her for a while. That kid is really heavy, just like his father.

Mei Ru asked, "Sister, can you write to Brother Hu?" ”

Dong nodded.

Mei Ru smiled: "If Brother Hu knows, he will be happy to close his mouth." ”

I don't know what to think, Dong also smiled lightly, and suddenly, sighed again: "I don't know when this battle will end, and when your big brother Hu will come back." ”

Mei Ru was also stunned when she heard this. yes, I don't know when it will end, and I don't know when the people on the battlefield will come back.

When she returned home, she went to Qiao's place to sit for a while, and teased Sister Yue before she was lazy to rest. Now that the weather is getting hotter day by day, Meiru is always lazy and has no energy.

She woke up that day, and the sun was already sinking outside. After lying on the bed for a while, she asked Yichan to wait for her, but she didn't bother to make up, she only wore bedclothes, sat in front of the mirror, and Yichan combed her hair for herself.

Mei Ru wakes up every day and likes to eat some melons and fruits, Jingqin went to the small kitchen to serve it at this time, but when she came back, she didn't have anything in her hand, she just said in a panic: "Miss! Miss! ”

This is a rare thing...... Mei Ru turned around with a smile and said, "What is it that makes you anxious?" ”

Jingqin lifted the curtain and came in, still gasping for breath, as if she had heard some terrible news.

"Miss—" Her face was dazed, her heart was still beating fast, and Jingqin whispered, "King Yan is dead." ”

After a pause, Jingqin repeated: "King Yan, he died in battle. ”

Mei Ru was stunned for a moment, then blinked bluntly, and for some reason, her tears flowed down the ground.