In February, the new green willow branches sway in the wind, and the palace and pavilion reflect each other. The white paper money fluttering in the wind is like falling leaves, adding a bit of autumn-like misery in the spring light.

Longjin Bridge is connected to the north-south central axis avenue of Daliang City, looking at the Suzaku Gate of the inner city in the north and the handicraft business area of the outer city in the east. At this bridgehead, three men and women who seemed to be unable to hit each other met by chance, and glanced at each other as if they were separated from each other......

Next to the street of Longjin Bridge, there is a banner with the word "Guo" written on it at the door of the half-open blacksmith shop under the archway, and the shop is diagonally facing Suzaku Avenue. Outside, the stalls made of simple wooden planks are filled with freshly forged farm tools, knives and ironware, and the bellows inside are "whirring". The red charcoal fire, the blue flame, is much hotter inside than the outside.

A tall and sturdy junior of eighteen or nineteen years old was sweating like rain with a hammer, he was wearing only a broken shirt on his upper body, and his chest was not only open but even his sleeves were torn. The swinging hammer shook out the wind, the sweat trembled with the muscles, and the air diffused with the most primitive sense of power. This posterity is called "Brother Shao", a really good-looking figure, two long arms, muscles on the shoulders into strands, chest muscle lines are prominent, and the abdomen is piece by piece; This body is by no means something that a hard-working craftsman can train, because the lines are too well-proportioned. Shao Ge'er joined the army at the age of fourteen, and is now a small leader of the forbidden army under the command of Zhang Yongde, the commander of the palace, and has been practicing archery for many years.

"Bang!" The power of the hammer was suddenly very large, sparks splashed, and a woman's soft cry of "ah" came from behind.

The young woman's eyes swept over Brother Shao'er, who was sweating profusely, and quickly turned her head to avoid it, her eyes drooped, and a blush of shame appeared on her face. The basket she was carrying was held tightly in her arms, as if frightened by the sound of violent thrashing.

Her forehead was full, her eyes were large and bright, and her shabby coarse cloth dress could not hide her graceful body. Her hair was tied up and wrapped in a gray cloth, and she looked like a married woman in terms of dress and age, but she was not Brother Shao'er's wife, she was just doing laundry, cooking, and chores here.

At this moment, the pedestrians on Suzaku Avenue on the opposite side hurriedly avoided it, and people looked curiously to see a large group of honor guards escorting a gorgeous felt car. There are not only cavalry guards with tall horses and brand-new armor, but also many palace maids and eunuchs, flags, umbrellas, and stamps. This battle must be the nobles of Ouchi, and sure enough, when I saw the people in the official sedan chair, they all hurriedly avoided the side of the road and respectfully bent down to look up.

"Mrs. Weiguo." A voice in the crowd below the torii that had avoided this side said.

Shao Ge'er also stopped swinging the hammer and stood next to the anvil and squinted from afar. It was already afternoon, and looking west from the handicraft business area on the east side of Suzaku Avenue, it was just facing the sun in the west, and the sun was so stinging that people did not dare to open their eyes.

And isn't that noble lady's guard of honor just like the sun, so that people dare not look at it in awe?

Mrs. Fu of Weiguo, was born in the Fu family of three generations of kings, and her father Fu Yanqing was the king of Hebei Wei; After the fall of the Tang Empire, the Central Plains changed five surnames and five dynasties for more than 40 years, but no matter who became the emperor, the power and wealth of the Fu family were basically not affected.

The eldest daughter, Fu, first married (later) the son of Li Shouzhen, a general of the Han Dynasty, and Li Shouzhen's father and son failed to raise troops and were killed; Fu became Guo Wei's righteous daughter again, and then married Guo Wei's adopted son Chai Rong; Chai Rong inherited the emperor's throne in the first month of this year, and the Fu family is not far from the empress.

It is precisely such a woman who has always been in the sky, when she passed by Shao Ge'er's blacksmith shop, she suddenly lifted the bead curtain on the side of the cart, revealing a small half of her face with bright eyes and bright teeth. Her gaze is attentive, as if it has great penetrating power, even if it is separated by a wide road, she can see the hearts of people here.

The person she looked at was Brother Shao, just glanced at it, and swept it over the young woman Yulian next to her.

The gap between these three people is too big, and it shouldn't have anything to do with it, and it is very unusual for the scene just now to happen to these three people.

…… Closing the curtain, Mrs. Wei Guo sat in the gorgeous car, gently closed her eyes, and seemed to close her eyes to recuperate. A woman who is as white as jade and beautiful as a fairy, her upper body is a plain white background with a light-colored pattern collar and half arms, faintly Tang style, but it is much more restrained than the Tang palace outfit; Her sitting posture is very upright, her shoulders are like a shaved back, her neck is slender, and she is born with a noble and dignified temperament, which cannot be blasphemed.

A few years ago, how that young sergeant Lang appeared in the Fu family's palace guards, she didn't know at all, and she didn't want to find out at all; However, when she married into Li Shouzhen's mansion and saw the young man again, she felt vaguely familiar; It wasn't until Li Shouzhen's father and son rebelled and were attacked by Guo Wei and led the army into the mansion that Na Lang left a deep impression on the Fu family.

At that time, the army was in chaos, the Li family's mansion was in chaos, and the killed people fled for their lives and begged for mercy everywhere, but there was no desperate resistance, because everything was gone, and resistance was meaningless. The Fu family didn't want to accompany the rebellious Li family to be martyred, so he hurriedly retreated into the inner mansion, and the sound of killing behind him was getting closer and closer. Suddenly, he said to him, "Let me serve my wife for the last time."

She was already frightened and panicked, and she didn't care about this strange words, so she hurriedly entered the door with the only remaining maid. It's just that there are still some sounds in the depths of my memory that can't be erased, and the sound of metal grinding against the sword out of its sheath is so clear...... The sword has no feeling, but the person holding the sword should be conscious, and maybe the sword is also as clear as death, right? Erlang's roar, the savage impact of the sword soldiers, he rushed into a large group of pursuers alone?

Let me serve my wife one last time. Why did he do that?

Fu Shi frowned, and a vague impression vaguely appeared in his mind. A rainy morning, a ragged boy shivering from the cold on the side of the road, the scolding of the guards...... Father, king, father, he is so pitiful, you can order someone to save him.

"I respectfully ask Madame to move." A female officer knelt beside the car and said, her voice interrupting Fu's musings.

She was supported by the delicate arm of the palace maid, and slowly walked down, and the eunuchs and palace maids immediately bent down and stood respectfully, no one dared to say a superfluous word, and the people were full of awe of the Venerable Throne, and they were also full of awe of the momentum exuded by the majestic and tall palaces behind them. Only one official was listening to the whispers of the old man next to him, and their sneaky movements were very conspicuous at this time.

Fu didn't care, walked to a sedan chair, but waved his hand back and called the eunuch to come and talk.

"That brother's name is Guo Shao, he is a ten general (equivalent to the team leader) in the forbidden army, and he is now under the command of Zhang Yongde, the commander of the palace, and belongs to the small army in front of the palace." The eunuch bowed clearly and said, "It is said that this person defected to Zhang Du in the first year of Qianyou, and he was good at shooting, and he should have been in the army before that...... The slave family dared to guess that this person might be a remnant soldier under the command of Li Shouzhen, the envoy of the river festival. ”

Fu Shi said softly: "I see, no wonder I remember where I saw him. ”

She wanted to put it out of her mind, but somehow a voice sounded in my ears again, asking me to serve my wife for the last time. It made her a little upset, so she blurted out: "If you can see Zhang Yongde, let him take care of that Guo Shao, this person has a merit for me when he was in the river......

"Whoa." The eunuch replied respectfully.

Fu Shi felt a lot more relaxed after speaking, and then asked: "The official family has made a decision to drive the expedition in person?" ”

The eunuch lowered his voice and said: "The slave family thinks that eight or nine are not far from ten, yesterday Prime Minister Feng Dao dissuaded the official family from conscription, and said that the official family was not as good as Tang Taizong, and today he was dismissed from the ......."

Fu Shi didn't say anything after hearing this, and turned to get into the sedan chair. Of course, she didn't want her second husband, who had just married, to take risks; But because she was named Mrs. Weiguo not long ago and has not yet entered the queen, she doesn't want to disobey Chai Rong's mind too much to admonish.

The new emperor Chai Rong wanted to drive the Northern Han Khitan coalition army in person. The Northern Han lord who occupied Jinyang always wanted to learn from Shi Jingjiao and borrow the Khitan soldiers to go south to be the emperor of the Central Plains, and fought many battles before and after; This time, Zhou Taizu Guo Wei had just died, and the new monarch Chai Rong had not yet sat on the throne, and the Northern Han lord thought that there was an opportunity, and once again united the Khitan army and the coalition army of 100,000 to go south, and had defeated Li Yun, the envoy of the Zhaoyi army in Luzhou, with the intention of destroying the Zhou Dynasty.

Fu had been displaced and experienced the war, and she thought that it was impossible for the Northern Han lord to drive south to destroy the Zhou Dynasty in such a long way, and the emperor did not need to conquer in person. But the emperor's mind may not only be to protect the country, but also to establish his prestige and stabilize the situation at home through a war...... In the event of defeat in the pro-conquest, the consequences will be unimaginable. However, since the officials have already made up their minds, it will be useless to dissuade them.

"Get up!" With a shrill shout, Fu's palanquin was carefully lifted in the front and back hugs. In front of it is the palace deep, and it is a world that ordinary people can't imagine.