Hokubu Imperial Capital

"I'm here for the Father." Emperor Wu stood in front of the city gate and looked at the two children in front of him.

Jing Qiuxian is usually a free and easy character, and when she laughs, she can be regarded as a salute. Jing Cejue was not as good as her sister, and she saluted in a proper manner before signaling the mission to leave.

Emperor Wu looked at the back of the envoy and fell into deep thought.

At the beginning, when I decided to send my eldest son, I just felt that this child was not as good as my other two sons, even if something really happened to Dachen, it wouldn't matter, but if my daughter also went, I was still a little worried.

Beiwu is a nomadic people, but the more north you are, the more people there are, and the more south you go, the more sparse the population is.

From the capital of Beiwu all the way south, Jing Qiuxian's eyes were greeted by the increasingly depressed Beiwu. She had never been far away, did she think there was anything else to see when she went south? As a result, the road was barren and there was not even a human figure to be seen.

When approaching the border between the two countries, there were more soldiers and warriors patrolling, and the outposts and barracks added a bleak atmosphere to the boundless desert.

This depression ended until it entered the territory of Dachen.

After three years, Tianju Pass has already been almost rebuilt, and the pass is mainly composed of soldiers, and there are family members of the army who live in Tianju Pass.

Although the city wall is high and there are many weapons, once you enter the pass, there are not a few hawkers and restaurants, and it seems that the city is lively.

Jing Qiuxian, who was tired of seeing the lonely smoke of the desert, opened the curtain of the car and wanted to go outside to ride a horse to have a look, but as soon as her head poked out, she was pressed back by Jing Cejue.

"Don't go out!" Jing Cejue also entered the carriage.

"Big brother! Why don't you let me out? Jing Qiuxian crossed her waist.

Jing Cejue was silent, and remembered the eyes of those Nanchen people who were about to eat them when he was outside just now, and shuddered, "Forget it, Yi and them almost slaughtered Tianju Pass back then, and the people here have more or less enmity with us, so it's better not to go out." ”

"Humph!" Jing Qiuxian snorted and turned her face away, "They don't have the ability themselves, and they are embarrassed to say that they have an enmity with us?" ”

Jing Cejue rubbed Jing Qiuxian's head, "Okay, Nanchen thinks differently from us, so be careful when you go to other people's territory." ”

Jing Qiuxian was quite unconvinced, "Originally, the generals who defended the city by themselves were not very good, if you want me to say, they deserve it." ”

Jing Cejue hurriedly covered Jing Qiuxian's mouth, "Eh, my good sister, don't say it!" Be careful to let the people out there hear it! ”

Jing Qiuxian tilted her head, "If you want me to say, they have the ability to do the same as Mu Zijin, and if you are not convinced, you will fight back, and they have no ability." ”

When mentioning Mu Zijin, Jing Cejue saw the stars in Jing Qiuxian's eyes, and the longing that was about to overflow from his eyes, he sighed.

Eh, this emotion can only be a bad fate after all.

The Beiwu delegation and his party watched while walking, and they saw all the customs and customs of Nanchen along the way.

Looking at the prosperous cities, Jing Qiuxian's eyes were straight, if it weren't for Jing Cejue who had been pulling her by her side, she probably would have been able to jump down and play for a few days before coming back.

Along the way, as far as the city is a little larger, the streets are lined with shop banners fluttering high, and the streets are filled with cars, horses, and pedestrians.

They need to fight for their lives in order to grab a rich piece of water and soil in the desert, but in Nanchen, everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, and they can have enough food and clothing without fighting or grabbing.

Seeing this scene, everyone in Beiwu was red-eyed, how could they never want to live such a good life, but they could sigh that Xiaolin was stationed in the north of Nanchen, so that they were never satisfied.

Dachen Capital

"Commander Mu!" Wei Qingxuan knocked on the door and entered the hall.

Mu Zijin raised his head, "What's wrong?" ”

"The messenger came to report that the Beiwu Mission would enter Beijing in three days."

When Mu Zijin heard this, he put down the scroll in his hand, "Got it, have you communicated well with Jingzhao Yamen?" ”

"After the communication is good, Jingzhao Yamen is responsible for the safety of the avenue in school uniforms, and a group of people from the capital are selected to wear civilian clothes and hide among the citizens to prevent accidents."

Mu Zijin nodded, "That's fine, it's okay to deal with it." Pass on my order, while the Beiwu Mission has not yet entered Beijing in the past three days, let them relax appropriately. ”

Wei Qingxuan arched his hand, "Yes!" ”

When he went out, Wei Qingxuan saw a messenger hurriedly passing him and running into the room.

Curious, he paused at the door for a moment, and heard a voice from the hall, "Little general, marshal's letter!" ”

"Hurry up, bring it!" Just listening to this voice, you can know how happy Mu Zijin is.

Wei Qingxuan suddenly laughed, in front of them, Mu Zijin was always straight-faced, so that they almost forgot that Mu Zijin himself was just a teenager.

Wei Qingxuan shook his head and paced away, and Mu Zijin was also very informative inside.

Although the road between the capital and the north city is not close, but this time and again, even if it is a messenger, it will take more than half a month, and it will take more than half a month to get the information in the house, can Mu Zijin not be happy?

As soon as the letterhead was opened, what caught my eye was Mu Changchuan's strong and powerful characters.

Although Mu Changchuan is a military general, he doesn't like to write and ink, but his handwriting is excellent, and it reveals a bit of Wujiang's heroism.

The front is just some greetings and the situation at home that must be there every time, and what Mu Zijin noticed is the next thing.

"Jin'er, you are in the capital, be careful. The entry of the Beiwu delegation into Beijing this time is very important, and I don't know whether Beiwu is and what he intends to do, but when I look at the little princess, I always feel that it may be for you. When I was hosting a banquet in Tianbei City, the little princess of Beiwu mentioned you again and again at the banquet, but she didn't understand what this little princess meant. ”

Mu Zijin paused.

What's going on? He doesn't remember when he dealt with the princess of Beiwu, why was he remembered again?

Sighing lightly, Mu Zijin had a great headache and didn't want to be too involved with the prince, so he refused the prince and went with King Xian; I just thought that it would be easy to receive people this time, but it turned out to be Beiwu's concern again?

While he was in a daze, the messenger suddenly shouted softly, "Little general? ”

Mu Zijin came back to his senses, "What's wrong?" ”

"If the little general is okay, I will send a letter to General Xia."

"Go ahead." Mu Zijin replied smoothly, but after the people left, Mu Zijin suddenly reacted.

Wait, no, this is his father's messenger, how can he send a letter to Xia Qingchen?

Qingchen's friends are all in the Xiaolin Army, and they are sent by the messengers of the Xiaolin Army, how can this make his family's messengers deliver the letters? Although his father is optimistic about Qingchen, he always puts the letter to Qingchen in his own letter and is handed over by Mu Zijin, and so is his brother, who else has to have a relationship with Xia Qingchen?

After the messenger exited the door, he closed the door, and walked some distance, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and looked back at the door, "I was scared to death, I almost leaked my mouth, and the young lady told me not to say it... Forget it, let's send the letter quickly. ”

That night, Mu Zijin returned home after handling official business, wrote home first, and called a messenger to send him the letter.

After the messenger received the letter, he wanted to go out as soon as he gave up his hand, and shouted to Mu Zijin.

"Wait."

"Little General, is there anything else?"

Mu Zijin pretended to ask casually, "Have you taken Qingchen's letter to An'er?" ”

"Hold it—" As soon as he answered, the messenger suddenly sensed that something was wrong and stopped talking, but it was too late.

Mu Zijin raised his eyes and looked surprised, "Is it really for An'er?" ”

The messenger couldn't wait to smoke his two big mouths, and he had sent the letters for the past few months without any mistakes, so why did he tell him that he had leaked his mouth this time?

Mu Zijin looked at the expressions of the people below and knew what he was thinking, "I don't blame you, what are you worried about?" ”

"Yes—" The messenger arched his hand.

Mu Zijin's expression changed, with a smile on his face, and he said in a low voice, "You are really okay, I treat you as a brother, you actually want to soak my sister?" ”

The messenger didn't hear the words clearly, and hurriedly looked up and asked, "Little general, what did you say?" ”

Mu Zijin waved his hand, "It's okay, you go back, remember to tell An'er, just say that I already know, let her not try to hide it from me." ”

“... Be. The messenger then bowed his hand and went out of the room as if he had been granted amnesty, and hurried back to Tianbei City overnight.

Mu Zijin and the others left, went out of the room, and performed a light skill that had not been used since entering the capital, jumped out of the house, and took advantage of the night to flash into Xia Qingchen's courtyard.

Xia Qingchen had just finished practicing martial arts and was sitting in the pavilion resting, when he saw a dark shadow flashing in the corner of his eye, and was about to catch up to see it, when Mu Zijin fell in front of him.

"Huh? Ah? Xia Qingchen looked behind the person, "How are you... Came in with light work? Is this itchy feet and want to learn when you were a child? ”

Xia Qingchen refers to the years when Mu Zijin was messing around in Tianbei City, and he used light skills to go to the house every day to uncover the tiles.

There were rows of black lines on Mu Zijin's face, and he kicked over and scolded, "Shut up, don't mention those years!" ”

Xia Qingchen smiled, "You know I'm sorry too?" ”

Mu Zijin stared at him and suddenly smiled, "I'm embarrassed? Are you embarrassed to say me? ”

Xia Qingchen was stunned, "What's wrong with me?" ”

Mu Zijin leaned over and hugged the person, "Come on, come on, tell me, whose letter did you receive today?" ”

Xia Qingchen jumped up all of a sudden, and looked at Mu Zijin like a ghost, "You? ”

"What are you?" Mu Zijin hugged his arms, "Talk back." ”

Xia Qingchen immediately distanced himself, "What do you want to do?" ”

Mu Zijin smiled, his tone was gloomy, "Why don't you do it, even if you have a sweetheart, you can't hide it from my brother, right?" ”

"How do you know?" Xia Qingchen continued to keep his distance.

"How do you care I know? I treat you as a brother, and you put your mind on my sister? Mu Zijin raised his eyebrows.

Xia Qingchen laughed dryly, "The building near the water gets the moon first." ”

"Yo, you're going to do that? That's a lot of homework. Mu Zijin leaned against the pillar and looked at the people.

Xia Qingchen choked and didn't speak.

"Come here." Mu Zijin hooked his fingers.

"I don't." Xia Qingchen shook his head decisively, always feeling that Mu Zijin was uneasy and kind.

"I'm not going to eat you again, come here." Mu Zijin was quite helpless.

"You have something to say." Xia Qingchen still didn't move.

Mu Zijin went over and grabbed the person, "What are you afraid of?" I don't do anything to my brother-in-law. ”

Xia Qingchen was about to run, and the last sentence he heard suddenly stopped, "What did you say?" ”

Mu Zijin slapped someone on the stomach with an elbow, "Don't get cheap and sell well." ”

"You agree?" Xia Qingchen was quite surprised, after all, he knew how much Mu Zijin doted on his sister, and he was afraid that Mu Zijin would not agree to this matter.

Mu Zijin glanced at the white man, "Don't want to, right?" ”

"Oh, don't." Xia Qingchen hurriedly waved his hand.

Mu Zijin put his arms around people's necks, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, if you dare to bully An'er, you will wait for you to die." In the end, Mu Zijin also deliberately increased the strength of his neck.

"Eh, Ah, you click, I know!" Xia Qingchen hurriedly struggled to escape.

Mu Zijin pointed at the person angrily, "You two, you are still hiding it from me!" How long has it been? ”

"Uh..., it's been a year..."

Mu Zijin was stunned for a moment, "A year? A year ago, we weren't yet... Xia Qingchen! How long have you been fighting the idea?! ”