Mrs. Hou doesn't like or hate Concubine Wu, but Concubine Wu looks like her late daughter-in-law, which still makes Mrs. Hou a little unhappy.

But everyone has been dead for more than a year, and now that Li'er has taken in a concubine, everything that should have passed has passed, and the emperor can't get Yue'er, so it's okay to find a stand-in.

And in addition to the fact that Concubine Wu is seven points similar in appearance, how can she be half as good as Liu in terms of temperament and temperament! It's a pity, why is Liu's gone!

Because the old marquis had a meritorious service in defending the capital last time, after the emperor returned to Beijing, he personally summoned the old marquis. and it is a reward and a reward. The Hou Mansion seems to have returned to the old scenery, and Yiqiē seems to be normal.

Mrs. Hou is now only looking forward to the two little grandsons growing up quickly and her son returning safely in the border city.

As for her distant daughter, Mrs. Hou would cry every time she thought about it. Now for most of the year, I have no news, although I know that my daughter will be fine, but a daughter's family, no relatives and no reason, is it true that she wants to wander like this for a lifetime?

Mo Li finally finished writing the excerpt, and it would take at least fifteen days for this excerpt to be sent to the capital, and in these fifteen days, the king of the Huns would definitely think clearly, or in two days, the king of the Huns would have to think clearly.

Looking up, the snow outside the camp tent is getting heavier and heavier, and on such a cold day, Mo Li directly asked the soldiers who didn't have to be stationed in the camp to rest well in the camp tent, so as not to get frostbitten and frostbitten.

And every day, the room must make a pot of dried vegetables and stewed meat, plus rice steamed buns. The weather is cold, if people don't eat more, it will be better. It's going to be overwhelming. This year's snow seems to be particularly heavy, and the Huns are camping in the wild, which must be very uncomfortable!

The place where the Huns camped. It was a clearing near a small river, and it was now covered with snow. I can't tell where the lake is, but even if I see the river now, I'm afraid it's already frozen.

If you want to drink water, you need to use cremation to open the snow so that you can have water to drink. And under the iron pot, it is not firewood that burns, but dried cow dung.

The king of the Huns looked at the outside of the felt tent, and the sky was full of snow. Watch as these snowflakes fall to the ground, and then layer upon layer.

And the snow obviously has no intention of stopping, and now the sound of cattle and sheep can no longer be heard. In order to keep warm, the king of the Huns has ordered his people to drive the cattle and sheep of each family into the felt shed where people live.

These cattle and sheep are the hope of sustaining this winter, and the hay that has been stored since the summer has been in place. It's also obviously not enough to eat.

Either kill some of the cattle and sheep. Either let the cattle and sheep go hungry, of course, the hungry cattle and sheep obviously can't be done, then they will die of hunger, especially the war horses, the daily consumption is very large, and the grain and grass used are also the most.

In fact, I didn't think about killing some of the war horses in exchange for the living space of cattle and sheep, because the war horses are too edible. And the Huns will not eat war horses. There is a feeling of being wasted and not being able to eat.

So today, when Mo Li mentioned that war horses, cattle and sheep can be exchanged for rice and grain. The king of the Huns was willing. However, not everyone in the general account agreed. So that's why everybody is sitting around here now.

A cow was killed in the distance, and then countless people waited to share the beef, but each person could eat a small piece, and it was just a small piece of the palm, and everyone was disappointed and unwilling.

Some people even carefully dig up the snow stained with cow blood that has dripped onto the snow and put it in small pots. How can this small piece be enough for a family's food ration for a day? Therefore, it is inevitable that the whole family can only be half hungry and half full.

The people of the Central Plains can grow grain, they can grow grain on the land, they can not starve to death in winter, why can't the Huns?

What hatred is more important than life, looking at the people who do not avoid clothing and lack of food, the king of the Huns still decided to cooperate with the Central Plains.

When Mo Li received the notice from the capital, he was already very calm, although he didn't know if that Queen Wu was Yue'er. But at least there was a little doubt, and Mo Li wanted to be 100 percent prepared. Empress Wu, the emperor is really ridiculous.

five

There is a queen in the Guogong Mansion, and the natural scenery is infinite, but fortunately, Wu Guogong has always been low-key. Even the congratulatory gifts sent by the various prefectures were also sent one by one, so that it was not rude, and it did not take advantage of the prefectures.

The interest of Wu Guogong and his wife made the emperor happy, but it made the ministers of the court and the central government troubled. For a while, everyone wanted to have a good relationship with Wu Guogong, but Wu Guogong refused to be thousands of miles away, either locked up in the Guogong Mansion or on an errand in the court, and did not pay attention to the banquets in various mansions at all, so after a few months, some people no longer beat Wu Guogong's attention, but focused on Queen Wu in the palace.

Empress Wu's canonization ceremony was very grand, but all women and officials with grades had to enter the palace to worship.

Mrs. Dingbei Hou was naturally no exception, looking at the woman with a gorgeous appearance, a gorgeous phoenix dress, and a bright and shining woman, she was slowly helped up the steps by the emperor, and then stood on the main seat. Then when the ladies of the hundred officials knelt down, Mrs. Hou only felt that this was really not her daughter-in-law.

But Li'er didn't give up, so he had to send the letter back and let himself take a closer look.

I knew that I couldn't hide it, but the person in front of me was clearly another person, even if he had a similar face, but in Queen Wu's eyes, it was all the emperor, and there was no one. This alone made Mrs. Hou firmly believe that her son was daydreaming.

Mrs. Hou really wants to train her son well, why can't she think about it? In vain, I think that the Liu family is Queen Wu, no matter how stupid the emperor is, he will not make such a mistake!

It's just that no matter how much he says, he won't believe it, if he returns to the capital, he will believe what he says. But when will I be able to return to Beijing?

The old marquis also read the letter written by his grandson to his daughter-in-law, and was naturally annoyed, everyone is dead, and there are still these messy thoughts, but as everyone knows, he has been hiding it from him at the beginning, just because he doesn't want anything to happen.

Now let this kid find out by himself, it seems that this kid doesn't even believe himself and his mother! Otherwise, how could he privately send someone to Beijing to inquire, but he refused to believe all the letters he wrote? Well, since this matter has been said, there is nothing to hide.

The old marquis replied directly when he put pen to paper, now the children's private relationship is small, and the war in the border city is the big thing. The Huns are short of food, and they will be restless, and I don't know how the kid can cope with it.

The old marquis did not send away this book, so he received the emperor's order to invite the old marquis into the palace. The old marquis didn't know what was going on, but he immediately changed into court clothes and entered the palace.

The emperor did not see joy or anger in the Heart Cultivation Palace, but his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. The old marquis gave a gift to the emperor, and Gonggong Wan handed over a letter. The old marquis looked at the fold suspiciously, and immediately took a closer look, and the more he looked at it, the more the expression on his face changed. (To be continued......)