The old general loves to eat fish, and he still can't eat enough after eating most of his life, someone asked him why he is like this, he said that everything must be done in moderation, no matter how much he loves to eat, don't eat every day, he will always eat hurt, and eating twice in ten days is enough, and he can't ruin his heart.

Someone asked the old general, why did you live in this Dongjiang Palace for 30 years, and you weren't afraid that you would get tired of living there?

The old general replied with a smile, no matter how much you make the taste of fish, it is still fish, but this palace is different, I have been guarding it for 30 years, but I can find something fresh every day, how can I get tired?

The green bricks and red tiles are mossy on the path, where there is anything new, there are too many memories.

When you think of one thing, it's a novelty.

The emperor looked at the old general in a trance, and couldn't help but ask: "But Shen Leng's fish is not to the taste of the old general?" ”

"The first emperor also loved to eat fish."

The old general came back to his senses, and hurriedly bowed his head and said apologetically: "It's just that the old minister suddenly remembered that the few favorite cooks around the first emperor couldn't make such a taste, this fish ...... The first emperor did not eat it. ”

The emperor was solemn, and actually bowed down slightly: "There is an old general by my father's side, and I have no regrets in my life." ”

The old general stood up, was silent for a moment, and then knelt down on his knees in a chair: "The minister is guilty." ”

"Old general, please get up, why is this?"

The emperor stretched out his hand to help the old general, Shen Leng also hurriedly came over to help, but the old general shook his head: "Your Majesty should let the minister kneel, there are many things that the minister has always wanted to say to His Majesty, but he didn't dare, for so many years, he comforted himself like a turtle with a shrunken head, but how could the hurdle in his heart be so easy to overcome...... Your Majesty, when the emperor was alive, he asked his ministers who could inherit the throne. ”

The emperor smiled with relief: "What should I do, it turns out that it is because of this, old general, you should get up quickly, I know about this." ”

The old general was stunned: "Your Majesty knows?" ”

"My father told me."

The emperor helped the old general up, took him by the hand and sat down, and the two of them talked on their knees.

"My father called me one day and asked me if he chose the eldest brother instead of me, would I be convinced?"

The Emperor smiled and said, "I replied, not convinced. ”

The old general's face was a little more guilty: "It was the minister who was drunk and babbled a few words before that...... The minister said that His Majesty was impulsive. ”

Before the latter words could be spoken, he was stopped by the emperor: "Old general, you are not wrong, how many times did I make a mistake because of impulsiveness when I was under your command?" I also have a sorry sentence in my heart for many years, but I didn't want to say it at that time, I am the prince and the prince, how can I easily say sorry to you? I've been an emperor for twenty years, and I can finally say something to the old general. ”

When I was a prince and a prince, I didn't say it because I felt that I couldn't hold my face.

If you want to be an emperor, it's because you're already an emperor, so what's there to hang on?

The old general's eyes were slightly red, his nose was sour, and his hand holding the emperor trembled, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"It's been decades since you're still haunted by it, which means you feel like you're at a loss, hahaha...... Old general, I am very pleased. ”

The emperor poured a glass of wine for the old general: "But the old general, I think you still make up for it." ”

The old general bowed his head: "The minister is willing to do anything." ”

"Go back to Chang'an."

The emperor handed the wine glass to the old general: "Go back to the military department, I see that the old general's body and bones are fine, I will give you another three years to recuperate on the coast of the East China Sea, and after three years, I will send someone to pick you up, and you will go back to Chang'an to sit in the military department for me." ”

Speaking of which, if Su Maogong returned to Chang'an to sit in the military department, even if he had no real position, who would dare to do anything wrong with those disciples and grandchildren of the military department? It will not be a year and a half to fight the battle of Heiwu, and His Majesty naturally knows that it is impossible to fight in a war, and the behemoth of Heiwu is not something that can be swallowed in one bite at all, what His Majesty wants is that the northern Xinjiang will be stable and peaceful in the next few decades or even hundreds of years, no more soldiers will die in the wind and snow, no more people will die in the war, no more white flags, no more new graves, and no more crying after a war.

As long as the black warriors can be beaten for decades, Daning will use the time of these decades to develop, and the future can be expected.

The old general also heard the worry from the emperor's words, if His Majesty was at ease with Chang'an, why would he be summoned back? Isn't one Yuan Shu in Chang'an City enough?

As if he had seen through the old general's thoughts, the emperor smiled and said, "Yutai always has to go out with me, remember that a few days ago, I specially let the old general meet the young man named Xiahouzhi?" I went north to conquer Heiwu, and Xiahouzhi stayed in Chang'an to be your helper to the old general. ”

The old general's eyes were in a trance, and when the young man named Xiahouzhi saw him, he knelt on his knees, and he didn't know why, the child had tears in his eyes.

"I haven't had time to tell the old general yet."

The emperor said: "Xiahou Zhi's father is the old general's personal army back then, and Xiahou Zhizheng. ”

The old general stood up violently: "Is it his child?" ”

"Yes."

The emperor said: "That's why he will see the old general as a courtesy to his juniors." ”

In an instant, tears flowed from the old man's face.

"Xiahou has been a pro-soldier team for more than 20 years, and the old minister has wanted him to go out to lead the troops countless times, but he just didn't want to, once the old minister ordered him to fork him out with a military stick, and threw the general's seal on him, he still refused to go, and the wind and snow outside the tent, he knelt all night, and the old minister asked him why he didn't go, don't you want your own future? Xiahou said......"

The old man's shoulders trembled slightly: "Xiahou said, General, the frostbite on your feet does not heal, I am gone, who knows what kind of ointment you use to wash your feet with a little hot water?" ”

The emperor held the old general's shoulder: "The old general resigned, Xiahou originally intended to follow, but the old general said that he would go to the north for you to continue to guard, so Xiahou put on the general's armor...... In the second year of Tiancheng, he died in the battle of Feng Yantai, and I owed it to him. ”

The old general was in tears, crying uncontrollably.

"Return to Chang'an."

The old general looked at the emperor: "The minister will bring more of that child." ”

At the foot of the stone mountain, at the beginning of the stone steps and path up the mountain, Xia Houzhi held the handle of the knife on his waist and patrolled back and forth, and the person in charge of guarding on the opposite side of the street under the mountain was the sword soldier, and this side was the forbidden army, and his eyes never left the side of the knife soldier.

The scabbard of the saber around his waist looked old, the knife had been used for decades, and the broken parts were wrapped with red rope, and the knife belonged to his father.

Xiahou Zhizheng died in the battle of Feng Yantai, and the general Zhuang Yong returned from northern Xinjiang and brought back his father's knife.

And this knife was given to his father by His Majesty when he was under the command of the old general with his father.

His Majesty once said that he has never been worried about the forbidden army, because Shantai is here, and there is still Xiahou when Shantai is not there.

Tingwei Mansion Qianban Fang Baijing then left Chaoyang City after Shen Leng, and took the Tingwei Mansion Black Horse to the northwest, the war horse galloped wildly, he took Shen Leng and went to pick up Meng Changan, Lord Tingwei explained, Meng Changan must live, and to pick up Shen Leng was asked by His Majesty to go, so it seemed a little anxious, and both sides had to be taken care of.

I didn't dare to delay along the way, and I went out for a hundred miles and met Meng Changan, who was escorted by Jingjia, and that guy actually ate hot pot in the carriage...... Eating with him, he never thought it would be Du Tingwei Han Zhaozhi.

Fang Baijing was stunned when he saw Han Zhaozhi, and then he reacted, Shen Leng's sailor had already arrived in Chaoyang City, so Lord Han naturally came back all the way, but he didn't go directly to face the saint, but quietly came to pick up Meng Changan.

The soup in the copper pot didn't spill out, not because of how good Meng Changan's carriage was, but because it was Han Zhaozhi's carriage.

Han Zhaozhi always felt that his carriage was the second most comfortable carriage in the world.

Meng Changan seems to be very satisfied with eating, most people have no resistance to hot pot, no matter winter or summer, I don't know how many people have to eat deliciously even if they are sweating bare-chested, and they have to be accompanied by a pot of old wine.

Han Zhaozhi was not satisfied, because Meng Changan insisted on eating white soup, which was boring.

"That's a good horse."

Han Zhaozhi looked at the bohemian big black horse outside the window: "Shen Leng said that the horse looks like you." ”

Meng Changan: "Heh......"

Han Zhaozhi looked at Meng Changan's eyes, and then carefully looked at the eyes of the big dark horse outside the car: "It's really the same, it's all big eyes and double eyelids." ”

Meng Changan: "......"

Han Zhaozhi put down his wine glass, and after a moment of silence, he said: "There is something I said to Shen Leng, and I want to tell you that the more Your Majesty values you young people, the more you should understand Your Majesty's difficulties. ”

Of course, Meng Changan understood that the reason for using young people who did not take refuge in which mountain was because His Majesty wanted to exchange blood for Daning, and those who wanted to be replaced were naturally unwilling.

"I understand."

Meng Changan's answer was still simple.

Han Zhaozhi nodded: "Of course I know that you understand, I didn't say this to you to remind you of anything, but to tell you...... Since the situation has come to this, there is no need to scruple, Your Majesty is not afraid, what are you afraid of? Dapeng rose with the wind one day and soared up to 90,000 miles. ”

He smiled: "The current situation, since it is here, it is the wind." ”

Rise with the wind.

Meng Changan suddenly laughed too, because he understood what Han Zhaozhi meant...... Han Zhaozhi didn't persuade him to cherish the opportunity or anything, nor was he reminding him to thank the Holy Grace, these words still need to be said?

Han Zhaozhi wanted to tell him that he should not be afraid to go to Baishan Pass.

"Do you know why His Majesty gave you a knife?"

Han Zhaozhi asked.

Meng Changan originally thought that the knife was just a simple reward from His Majesty, but after Han Zhaozhi reminded him, he understood more, the defenders in Baishan Pass were all from the general Pei Tingshan, and they were Yan Kaisong's old department, and these people may not be able to command the movement, and the command may not be dedicated, so His Majesty gave him a knife in advance.

Han Zhaozhi looked at Fang Baijing, who was sitting on the side: "General Meng goes to Baishan Pass, you go with him." ”

Fang Baijing lowered his head: "Subordinate Order." ”

Bringing six spearmen from the north, one hundred and twenty personal soldiers, plus a thousand offices in the Tingwei Mansion, those people in Baishan Pass still have nothing to worry about.

Han Zhaozhi didn't say anything more, Meng Changan was not stupid, and his words were already clear when he got here.

Meng Changan couldn't help some words after all, so he asked: "Your Majesty is in Eastern Xinjiang, will there be something?" ”

Han Zhaozhi laughed: "If it's okay, why does Your Majesty need to come?" ”

The wind picked up outside the car.

The wind rises in the east.