There is always a time limit for gathering and combining, the fifth day of the first month, outside Zhushan City. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The carriage and horse stopped three feet behind her, she stood on the high post, looking at his gradually moving carriage and horse, her eyes were red, and she murmured in a low voice: "If I can really be born like a mayfly, I only want to stretch Chu Yu for him, and die in the twilight of life, it is better than missing for an eternity." ”

The deep ruts were covered in snow, making it impossible to see where he was going, but her ears still echoed, his soft voice, his slight sigh.

His hair is like fine satin, smooth and shiny, with his own unique fragrance. The tip of her nose seemed to linger with this smell, she sniffed it gently, but there was only the coolness of the wind and snow, it turned out that this smell was in her heart.

"Girl, Xueda, go back." ”

Yang Yu was sullen and nodded slowly.

The green tent car turned around the city, and it was getting farther and farther away from his car.

The wind and snow unscrupulously blew away this warm dream.

Wang Jingzhi coughed lightly, and woke up from his warm dream, and the pair of kind eyes in front of him disappeared again.

The second day of junior high school handed over the decoction: "Lang Jun has not drunk the medicine for many days, and when he returns to Jinling, he will be known by Ge Xiangong, and he will definitely scold the slave." ”

Wang Jingzhi chuckled lightly and drank the bitter decoction: "Don't talk too much, how can he know." ”

"Lang Jun is so sick, Ge Xiangong will know that you have lost the medicine, where do you need to talk about it." The second junior high school seemed to notice something, and turned his eyes to look at Wang Jingzhi: "Lang Jun seems to have rarely been sick recently. ”

He looked out the window through the luxurious carriage, and the corners of his lips crumbled tightly, like a line, and after a long pause, he said, "I regret it." ”

The second junior high school looked at him with complicated eyes, but he couldn't figure out what he regretted.

pondering here, a clear voice as clear as ice chisel jade came from the side: "Tell the coachman to speed up." ”

"Uh... Be! ”

After the New Year, the Qinxian Pavilion Princess Mansion was quiet again without warning.

The winter vacation of the Red Armor Army is over, and due to the cold weather, the Iron Mine and Ordnance Industry Department cannot resume work for the time being.

Yang Yu gets up early every day to go to the barracks or to the school, train with the army, and occasionally teach children music theory and piano and other things.

It's just that in the middle of the night, when it is quiet, it is inevitable to sigh at the moon.

At the beginning of March, Wang Jingzhi entered Jinling City.

The Hu alliance led by Fu Hong and Fu Hu grew rapidly, and the Great Jin, which had been silent for a year, finally began to encroach on the Hu people's sphere of influence.

The first to bear the brunt of the attack was the Iron Flame Army, with Han Jiujun as the main camp, and captured Shangyong and Xinye with lightning speed, before the Hu people could react, Yang Xiu quickly supported with 30,000 soldiers, plus 50,000 soldiers and generals of Iron Flame, this team quickly integrated and entrenched along the north coast of the river.

In mid-March, Wang Muzhi led an army of 50,000 troops to Jianmen Pass.

In just a dozen days, one news after another smashed at Yang Yu, thirty miles away from the Jianmen Pass for training, and returned at dusk, obviously in a state of preparation.

She paced slowly in the courtyard, pondering for a long time.

She has never been a wise person, this kind of big thing, she can't be sloppy, she slowly walked into the octagonal pavilion.

If the big war is imminent, Wang Jingzhi will definitely inform her.

But what is this repeated provocation?

"Girl, General Joe is here. ”

Yang Yu looked at the sky, the moonlight was smoking.

Why did this time come?

"Please. ”

"Yes. ”

After a while, he hurriedly walked in.

"Le Xuanjun. The two of them saluted with their fists together and sat down on their knees.

Qiao Wu pondered for a moment, and said, "Le Xuanjun, hurry up and send a letter to Wang Sikong!" ”

"What's wrong?" Yang Yu frowned slightly.

Qiao Wu raised his eyes and glanced at Yang Yu, his face embarrassed.

"The general has something to say quickly, wouldn't he be in a hurry to kill me if he pondered like this!" ”

Qiao Wu sighed lightly and said, "Wang Sikong sent a large army to Bashu, Le Xuanjun still doesn't understand?" ”

Yang Yu's heart trembled slightly, and Qiao Wu arched his hand slightly: "Jun is trapped in it, and he can't see clearly." The Iron Flame Army provoked Fu Hong, led the Hu people to the Yangtze River, and sent troops to guard the Jianmen Pass, which was to protect the king! ”

Yang Yu smiled dumbly: "Who said this." ”

"It's rumored in the army right now. Qiao Wu's face changed.

Yang Yu stood up and said: "Wang Sikong is loyal to the monarch and patriotic, how can he mobilize the army at will because of selfishness, give you three days to investigate this matter clearly, where is the origin of such a heart-wrenching remark!" General, please go back! ”

After saying that, he threw up his sleeves and left.

Qiao Wu watched Yang Yu leave in a daze, not knowing why.

Thinking of the direction that Takubasuke pointed to before he died, she hesitated, did he really not lie to her, the Red Armor Army, not clean?

Yuan Yi... Or Zhu Sheng?

Yang Yu frowned, what is Murong Yu's intention?

Her mind was in disarray.

The most urgent task at the moment is to get the Ordnance Industry Department to start making weapons as soon as possible.

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Yu took the first and fifth days of the new year to the Ordnance Industry Department in Nancun.

Dai Hang and other craftsmen spent the New Year here, and they were almost bored every day except for studying the manufacturing method of the "Hundred Skeleton Crossbow". When I was bored, I watched a green curtain cart slowly coming.

A group of craftsmen watched from afar, wanting to step forward, but when they walked to the door just now, the soldiers guarding showed their iron swords and forced people back.

Le Xuanjun, who has always been elegant, was dressed in a Taoist uniform, his steps were like a thunderbolt, his clothes were flying and rolling up the strong wind, he was shocking and beautiful, and he entered the door solemnly.

"I've seen Le Xuanjun. ”

The craftsmen who knelt on the ground in the courtyard, in their eyes, whether they were monks or not, such nobles needed to kneel and worship.

Yang Yu saw Dai Hang in the crowd at a glance.

Dai Hang felt a ray of gaze, and boldly raised his eyes, but saw that the gaze that looked at all beings came from a pair of beautiful streamers.

She glanced at him and said, "Dai Hang, pig iron and wood will come here in half a day, and I will give you two days to build me a "hundred skeleton crossbow". ”

Dai Hang gave up his hand, and a layer of fine men appeared on his back at some point.

"Yes. ”

Originally, he had been preparing for more than half a month, and he had thought about how to behave with Qiao again, but he didn't have any room to agree.

Yang Yu nodded with satisfaction and said: "Here, there are only two kinds of people, one is the available person, I will give money and official positions, and when the five years are full, you can return to your hometown with full glory." ”

The craftsmen below were overjoyed, and whispers gradually sounded.

At this time, Yang Yu continued: "One is a useless person, who has seen the top-secret design drawing, but is useless, do you understand the end?" ”

Everyone was slightly shocked, and then looked at Yang Yu's beautiful appearance, but they didn't dare to have a trace of joy.

A noble person is a noble person, and the noble family who controls the fate of life and death of people, how can you allow you to calculate?

"Dai Hang, do you understand? ”

Dai Hang slowly raised his head and arched his hand: "Understood." But his expression was lonely.

At this time, Yang Yu didn't have the heart to subdue him, so he explained a few words to the guards outside, and hurried to Beicun.

At dawn, timber and pig iron came as promised.

Dai Hang gave an order, and the Ordnance Industry Department opened the furnace!

The next day, it was the day when Yang Yu limited Qiao Wu to catch the source of the rumors, and Yang Yu, who was very busy, still went to the Red Armor Army.

The Red Armor Army, as is customary, is training.

Qiu Yong and Qiao Wu saw her from a distance and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Le Xuanjun, I have failed to live up to your expectations and failed to grasp the root cause. ”

Slanted at Qiao Wu, Yang Yu was really exhausted, and waved his hand helplessly: "In the future, Duke Qiu will help General Qiao more." ”

Qiu Yong smiled lowly and agreed. (To be continued.) )