Clouds came from the north and hung over the city of Hanzhong.

Hanzhong communicates Bashu and Guanzhong, which has always been a battleground for soldiers, and it is also an important place for leaving Sichuan or entering Shu, so although Hanzhong has not experienced war for many years, Hanzhong's city defense construction and grain hoarding have not been abandoned, and even a large number of camps can be stationed for the army outside the city.

Otherwise, after Wei Chi Yu arrived in Hanzhong, it would probably take a lot of effort to settle down.

At this time, Wei Chi Yu was standing at the door of the Chinese army's big tent, subconsciously looking up at the gloomy sky. He knows what it means to march and fight all his life. A heavy snow is about to sweep through Hanzhong, and even sweep south to Bashu.

"Daddy, it's windy outside, and it's about to snow, Daddy better hurry up and go back." Wei Chishun walked over briskly, with a worried look on his face. These young generations are still strong and strong, but their fathers are old after all, and if they suffer from the cold, they can't be cured in a day or two.

Wei Chi glared at his son: "Lao Tzu is not weak yet, and he can't help but be like this." ”

Wei Chishun knew his father's temper, so he could only smile helplessly at the moment, stretched out his hand to untie his cloak, and couldn't help but say to Yu Chi Yuan: "Daddy is worried about the future war in Bashu?" ”

After so many years of fighting in the north and south by his father's side, Wei Chishun has a clear understanding of Wei Chi Yuan's temper. Of course, Wei Chi Yuan can't be the kind of person who is worried because of an impending snowstorm, and the old man has not had the experience of leading the army to howl and fight in the wind and snow, so the biggest possibility is to worry about the future war.

Now that Wei Chi Hui has led the army to Hanzhong, it is foreseeable that this big battle will be triggered after the year, otherwise Wei Chi Hui would not have come in vain.

Wei Chi Yu did not hide his son's meaning this time, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, this Li Xinchen is not as easy to deal with as those people in the court imagined, the old man suffered his loss in Xiangyang before, and now he has to fight against this young man." ”

"But the imperial court didn't send Wei Xiaokuan ······" Wei Chishun was a little surprised, he didn't know that his father and Wei Xiaokuan were not dealing with each other, but in any case, such a strong lineup of Wei Xiaokuan and Wei Chi Hui teaming up can show how much the imperial court attaches importance to Li Xinchen.

No matter how you say it, these are the two fathers and heavy generals of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, if it weren't for Li Xinchen's momentum in Bashu, Wei Chishun wouldn't even dare to believe that the imperial court would come up with such a lineup.

"Wei Xiaokuan, Wei Xiaokuan······" Wei Chi Yuan gently patted his palm, "If you want to win this battle, the old man has to avoid this Wei Xiaokuan!" ”

Wei Chishun's expression was suddenly awe-inspiring. Suddenly, he realized that the future that his father was worried about was not only how to face Li Xinchen, but also how to face Wei Xiaokuan. And all this was because of the struggle for power between King Qi and Yang Jian in the imperial court.

Letting these two generals come to command the army is not so much about the importance of Li Xinchen, but rather the compromise between Qi Wangyu Wenxian and Yang Jian. After all, at least judging from the current situation, the future battle of Bashu should be the biggest decisive battle between the Northern Zhou and Southern Chen, and when the Northern Zhou is victorious, neither King Qi nor Yang Jian wants to watch all the benefits in it be taken by the other side alone, so they can only reach such compromises and concessions.

In the final analysis, the imperial court still didn't take Li Xinchen in their eyes, all they cared about was how to divide the fruits of victory after defeating Li Xinchen!

But only those who have fought with Li Xinchen and understand the real situation of Bashu know how difficult this Li Xinchen is to deal with!

"Daddy······" Wei Chishun wanted to speak and stopped.

Wei Chi Yuan stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, these things will be talked about after the New Year, now you first arrange the drinks for the soldiers, and it is about to snow, you must ensure that there will be no problems in the barracks everywhere, these are all details related to the morale of the army, and you must not be careless!" ”

Wei Chishun could only helplessly arch his hand: "The child understands." ”

And Wei Chi turned around slowly, and the clouds had already covered the sky at this time, and gradually went south at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Li Xinchen, Wei Xiaokuan······" Wei Chi muttered the two names, his eyes still fixed on the clouds in the sky, watching the clouds gradually obscure the skyline.

The last time I came to Bashu, the sky was clear. This time I came to Bashu, but it was cloudy, and it was really not a good sign!

One can only hope that this time will be as smooth as the last one······

Wei Chishun walked out a few steps, subconsciously turned around, and happened to see his father standing at the door of the camp tent looking at the sky stupidly, and couldn't help but have a sour nose.

Because of that figure, surprisingly sluggish.

Damn Li Xinchen, damn Wei Xiaokuan, and this damn troubled times!

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"Ahh Li Xinchen sneezed, reached out and rubbed his nose, and muttered: "I don't know which guy is scolding me behind my back!" ”

Xiao Xiang, who was sitting opposite him, smiled slightly: "Although it is in the house, after all, the weather is getting colder and colder, so it is better for my husband to wear one more." ”

While speaking, Xiao Xiang handed the hand stove to Li Xinchen: "The husband will hold it first, and the concubine will go to get two suitable clothes for the husband." ”

Li Xinchen waved his hand: "A certain old man, what is holding a handstove?" It's okay. A certain body is strong, don't be afraid. Come on, this step is here, if you don't go again, you can admit defeat! ”

For his husband, Xiao Xiang could only smile helplessly, and while taking a step according to the path he had already calculated, he glanced at the maidservant who was waiting next to him, and asked her to go down to get a dress for Li Xinchen.

"Before you know it, it's going to be the New Year." Li Xinchen said softly.

This is the first year I have spent in this era, and it is really a special taste. A few days ago, because of the refuge of the Pakistani people and the settlement of the displaced people, Li Xinchen and Xiao Shilian and others were very busy, and in the blink of an eye, it was already the thirtieth day of the lunar month, and they were finally able to take a breath.

Chinese New Year's Eve Chinese New Year's Eve night, the emphasis is on reunion and New Year's celebration, and it is time to pay New Year's greetings on the first day of the new year. Xiao Shilian and Li Li'er, the only ones who can be called relatives with Li Xinchen, were newly married Yan'er, and Xiao Shilian went to the battlefield before they could save a few hours, so now they seize the opportunity, of course they don't want to come to Li Xinchen,

This gave Li Xinchen the opportunity to sit here and play chess with Xiao Xiang, and he was happy. At least for Li Xinchen, looking at the gentle and lovely Xiao Xiang is better than looking at the sister and brother-in-law who jumped away.

Xiao Xiang's alcohol is not good, and Bashu is famous for producing spirits, so she only drank a few sips, and her pretty face was already red, if it weren't for Li Xinchen's interest, and Chinese New Year's Eve is a custom that must be observed, I'm afraid Xiao Xiang would have slept long ago.