In the sixteenth year of Liyang, the thirtieth month of the lunar month

Heavy snow in Paklin

Yan Kui asked Huang Wei'er to coax her one-and-a-half-year-old eldest son to rest, put on a big coat of clothes, and stood alone in the corridor in the backyard of the General's Mansion, silently watching the goose-feather-like snowflakes fall to the ground.

It didn't take long for Huang Wei'er, who had placed her son to sleep, come behind Yan Kui, glanced at her silent husband, stretched out her hand to tighten Yan Kui's clothes, and then quietly stayed by his side.

"It's cold, go back, don't blow the wind."

Yan Kui held Huang Wei'er's slightly cool pair of soft wattles, his wife was not as strong as him, and he couldn't stand the cold wind of the moon.

"It doesn't get in the way."

Huang Weier shook her head, the corners of her mouth chuckled, but her eyes were very tough, Yan Kui couldn't resist her, so she had to back down and pull her wife from the corridor to the inner room.

A servant from the General's Mansion had already brought a carbon basin, Yan Kui pulled his wife to sit down next to him, the charcoal fire was warm, and Huang Wei'er's face was a little pale from the cold wind, and soon became rosy.

Yan Kui handed Huang Wei'er a cup of hot tea to warm up, but he himself carried a pot of aged soju and poured it indiscriminately without a mouthful.

Since he came to the front line from Qingyuan to fight, because of the ban on alcohol in the Northern Jin Dynasty military camp, Yan Kui has changed his preference for drinking, and he almost never touches alcohol unless necessary, let alone drinks in private.

Today is also because of the Chinese New Year, Yan Kui remembered his previous life, and he was a little sad, and during this time, he was quite worried and bored because of King Duan.

That's why I thought of borrowing wine to drown my sorrows and soothe and relax my emotions.

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Huang Weier didn't know Yan Kui's inner thoughts, but she understood what her husband meant, so she saw Yan Kui drinking, and she didn't say anything to dissuade her, but only ordered someone to prepare warm soup and hot water, and wait for Yan Kui to wash up and wake up after drinking.

Unexpectedly, Huang Wei'er didn't plan to speak, but Yan Kui didn't let her go, General Pingbei, who has always had a good amount of alcohol, was only slightly drunk after pouring most of the wine.

He waved away the servant who was waiting next to him, and asked his wife half-truthfully: "What do you think of your husband's status now?" ”

Huang Weier was a little puzzled, but she still replied honestly: "The husband is a third-grade general at a young age, with tens of thousands of male soldiers in his hands, although the concubine does not understand the rules of officialdom, but she also knows that the husband is in a high position and has a prominent status. ”

Looking at his ignorant wife, Yan Kui raised his head and laughed, but did not stop there, but continued to ask.

"Do you think our family is good now? Or was it better when I asked for forgiveness to suppress the bandits? ”

Huang Wei'er's pretty face appeared serious, she lowered her head and thought carefully for a moment, and looked at her husband with bright eyes.

"Of course, it's good now, the husband has a good life, and the concubines, mothers-in-law, ingots, uncles, sisters-in-law, and uncles are comfortable."

The smile in Yan Kui's eyes became thicker and thicker, and he said to Huang Wei'er as if to himself: "Yes, only the higher I climb, the others will respect and fear me, and the life of the Yan family will become more and more comfortable."

Get ahead, this is my wish, when I was poor and white, I dared to sacrifice my life to fight, and now I have a good card in my hand, but I don't dare to bet on it, it's really useless. ”

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As soon as these words came out, Yan Kui seemed to have opened some shackles, and the whole person became free and easy.

Huang Wei'er looked a little stunned when she saw her husband, whose attitude had changed greatly before and after, and then as if she understood something, she lowered her head again, and after a while, when she looked up again, she seemed to have forgotten everything that had just happened, and poured wine for Yan Kui with gentle eyes.

Yan Kui looked funny, took his wife into his arms, hugged his warm body, put his mouth to Huang Weier's mouth, and said softly.

"Don't break the contact with the one in the capital, the attitude is closer, and ask for me, just say that the third master of Beijing is not short of manpower, and I still have a few capable brothers under my hand, who can be sent to run errands for him."

Huang Wei'er was hugged by her husband into her arms, her cheeks were slightly red, she only nodded when she heard the words, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Listen to your husband, and the concubine will write it tomorrow." ”

Yan Kui looked at his wife with shy eyebrows, his eyes flashed slightly, and he was too lazy to drink, holding Huang Weier with both hands, and strode to the backyard.

As the so-called:

The new swallow in front of the company, the curtain effect is double flying.

A concentric covenant has been made, and he has stepped into the verdant.

Interpreting the flower branches want to merge, and the happy elixir holds the jade handle.

The scenery will not be in spring, and it is known that it will fade soon.

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Next

In the seventeenth year of Liyang, the first day of the first month

Huang Weier, who was tossed for most of the night last night, endured her exhaustion and accepted her son Yan Yan's New Year's greetings.

After that, Xu Yu, Gong Fa, Chen Xingxiao and other subordinates came to the General's Mansion to pay New Year's greetings to Yan Kui, and Yan Kui, who had untied the knot, was very happy today, holding his big fat son and laughing at the group of subordinates.

But Huang Weier still had to be busy writing letters to the "pen pal" Princess Duan.

Because Yan Kui wanted to take the route of his wife's diplomacy, Huang Weier, under the instruction of her husband, exchanged letters with Princess Duan.

For most of the past six months, the number of letters exchanged between Huang Weier and Princess Duan is estimated to be at least 100 or so.

Such a close connection seems to outsiders who do not know the key to it, the two seem to be close friends, but in fact, the two women have not established much friendship worth mentioning except for their husband's official affairs.

Princess Duan, Zhang, was born in a family, and her conversation vision is good, while Huang Weier is a tofu Shih Tzu, although she is talented, she is not a studious and lively character, and the two people's background experience and even personality are very different, so they can't talk all the way at all.

Therefore, the two exchanged letters for more than half a year, but there were few thoughtful words of greetings, and in the seemingly intimate strokes, they explained the affairs of Yan Kui and Duanwang.

Yan Kui's wife's diplomatic plan has changed its flavor unconsciously, and now it has become a channel for him and Duanwang to pass on the news in front of others.

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Huang Weier wrote the letter, read it with Yan Kui, and saw that there was no problem inside, so she sent someone to secretly send it to Duanwangfu in the capital.

At noon on the first day of the first lunar month, the messenger set off from Xiaoguan and arrived in the capital on the evening of the sixth day of the first lunar month.

Duanwangfu

Princess Duan, who has been depressed since King Duan left, saw the secret letter from Huang Wei'er sent by the palace's henchmen, and her face, which had not eased throughout the year, couldn't help but show joy.

"Send charcoal in the snow, the prince really didn't look at Yan Yuanhan in the village!"

Princess Duan was happy for a while, thinking of King Duan who was in Qingnan, she hurriedly asked someone to take pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and personally copied Huang Weier's letter, called the trustworthy and competent manager of the palace, and asked him to hand over the letter to King Duan by hand.

"Remember, the faith is in the people, the faith is dead, and this letter must not fall into the hands of anyone else except the prince himself." Princess Duan solemnly explained to the steward.

Seeing that the princess said seriously, the steward's face became more and more determined, he hid the letter on his body, and left the capital with more than a dozen horses.

After the group left Gyeonggi, the steward divided his men into five groups and rushed to Gyeongnam from different roads, and on the way, in order to prevent anyone from following him, the steward made some detours.

Although Qingnan is closer to the capital than Xiaoguan, the steward's approach still delays for a few more days, and when King Duan received the secret letter sent by Princess Duan, it was already the fifteenth day of the first month.