On the east gate of the girder. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info King Wei Hui, the king of heaven is dressed in clothes, and he is extra majestic.

Looking at the five thousand Wei soldiers under the city, looking at these high-spirited, high-spirited, and energetic iron-blooded warriors.

As the king of a country, he showed a heartfelt smile at this moment. At least the team pulled out, and his face was still very bright.

"All the warriors of the Wei Kingdom, the widow can have you, and I am very relieved today. To have General Wu is a blessing for the eighth generation. Wei Poppy, thank you very much. Although he is old, King Wei Hui, whose personality and style are foreign, are still high-spirited at this time. Full of neutrality.

Although due to the limitation of distance, the function of the simple wide-speaker cannot be heard by every soldier. But the generals standing in front also heard something.

King Wei Hui's words really made these soldiers feel comfortable to listen to.

The recruit's view of this king, whom he had never seen before, changed greatly in this instant.

The original transfer from Liang Yuan, as well as some veterans who had seen King Wei Hui, also had a great impression of King Wei Hui at this moment.

Although the words are short, in this era of dignity and humility, even Wu Ming feels that it is not easy for King Wei Hui to be able to say this.

"We are willing to serve our family and country, and we will not hesitate to die on the battlefield."

"Die on the battlefield, don't hesitate to ......"

"Die on the battlefield, don't hesitate to ......"

The voice reached his ears, although he was condescending, but the feeling of being like a rainbow also stirred King Wei Hui's heart.

In just one year, not even a year. 50,000 soldiers ready to go. Another 10,000 towns guard Xincheng, 10,000 towns guard Hexi, and 10,000 are working day and night in Shangfang to make various weapons.

Compared with the first time to repel the Qin people, this time the soldiers were more satisfying to King Wei Hui.

"The widow has to love Qing, if the king of Wu has Sun Wuzi back then. Fortunately, fortunately. Turning to look at Wu Ming, King Wei Hui said excitedly.

"Weichen, thank you for your compliment." At this time, it is not the time to shirk, since you have done a good job, if you keep shirking in the face of the approval of others, it is disgusting.

Strive to be a well-known and truly competent general. At the moment, Wu Ming's thoughts are not enough.

The two of them also looked at each other and smiled. Nothing else was said. At least Wu Ming was working hard to do it, and at this time, King Wei Hui didn't think about whether Wu Ming was or not, it would become a trouble in the future.

Military power is held alone. Wu Ming has never had this kind of thought, but a person who thinks in later generations will inevitably want to open up a little more space.

Wu Ming just thought that a series of reforms he could make in the army could be carried out to the end, after all, in his opinion, there was no harm to Wei in doing so. What is certain is that he, Wu Ming, has no second heart.

Moreover, before coming to Daliang, in order to prevent the Qin people from taking the opportunity to attack Hexi, Wu Ming had already asked Zhang Meng to pay more attention to the movements of Hexi, and as soon as there was a situation, Shangfang's 10,000 soldiers immediately went to support.

"Your Majesty, the hour has come." At this moment, a courtier hurriedly walked over and said aloud beside King Wei Hui.

"Order, the army departs." King Wei Hui, who was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, raised his hand happily at this moment.

After going down the city tower, surrounded by the ministers, King Wei Hui excitedly entered the king's palace.

In addition to Wu Ming, the courtiers accompanying King Xiang also included Chen Zhen and Situ Zhuwei.

The entire king and the accompanying civil officials were in the middle of the procession. Firmly guarded by an army of 50,000.

Along the way, the flag was unfurled, and it was so imposing.

Wu Ming, as a general, personally led the army this time, although he accompanied Wang Bao, but the whole journey was constantly running back and forth.

In addition, the team had a radius of fifty miles, and there were scouts who had been closely monitoring it as early as this morning.

As for why he didn't wait until the early morning of the next day to set off, it was King Wei Hui's meaning.

This king, who has been confused for most of his life, is rarely clear once, but he is extremely anxious.

Wu Ming only said that it was necessary to be the prime minister of Qi as soon as possible. King Wei Hui did not delay for a moment and set off overnight.

What no one is paying attention to. Just after the entire Xiangwang team left Daliang in a mighty way.

On the city tower, a maid pursed her lips, gently lifted the hem of her skirt, and ran towards the deep palace like a fly.

Jinggong.

"Princess, princess, you really should go and see, the mighty 50,000 soldiers look so mighty, and they are not much better than General Pang's tiger ben back then."

The maid ran all the way, shouting all the way. At the age when love first blossomed, perhaps Rui Mei didn't want her own experience to happen to others.

In this Jing Palace, the two are more like sisters.

This place has been quiet for ten years.

Because of Wu Ming's arrival, there seems to be some vitality here. But after all, it revolves around a faint sadness.

At this moment, the whole palace was silent in the music of the piano.

A song of mountains and rivers seems to tell the heart of the person who plays.

Listening with your heart is also listening, and the person who plays the piano seems to be talking about himself.

The two hit it off at first sight and loved each other. She has a plum blossom-like saint. But he has a heart that loves Shengjie alone.

A bouquet of plum blossoms that year, a pot of plum scenes. Ten years have passed. Now that I think about it, it feels like yesterday. Vividly.

On that day, she and Ruilian were still playing in this palace.

The contrast of piano music ended, but the two of them were both colorful, but they were different.

However, one of the two sisters is naughty and eccentric, and the other is gentle and elegant. If it is said that the sound of the piano is tied to the mind, the two play the same song, but they play different charms. This may also be predestined.

At that time, Ruilian said, "What will my sister's crush look like?" ”

Ruilian was eccentric, she was only thirteen years old at that time, and her love was just beginning. Maybe every girl will talk about him in her heart.

"I love the great heroes who are famous in the nations. Majestic. It is better to be able to subdue the nations, and follow such a person, what a happy thing it should be. Ruilian said.

Rui Mei didn't speak, just thought.

"Hee-hee, where's Sister? What do you like? "The impression of Ruilian always asks this and that, always with a childish heart.

At that time, she said: "Sister doesn't know either." ”

Is it really not known? Maybe she knew, but the feeling was really indescribable.

In my impression, when I first met Sun Bin, it was in a courtyard full of plum blossoms.

Sun, Pang two brothers fighting spirit. Soldiers, generals, countries, and talents.

I remember that at that time, Sun Bin always looked gentle and elegant, and his speech and demeanor all revealed the demeanor of a wise man.

still remembers that the first sentence touched her heart: "For the general, it is the best policy to be a soldier who surrenders without a fight." Those who care about the people of the world should be the king. Those who are righteous may have the talent of the world......"

Later, Sun Bin was framed into Qi. was supposed to be a very beautiful marriage, but it became ethereal.

Her piano sound. The mountains are also like the beginning of the two at first sight.

Flowing water is like a concern that can never be seen between two places now.

Now she has only this song of mountains and rivers to tell her inner misery.

The maid who ran all the way with her skirt was like a flower butterfly flying among the flowers. Running made her arms shake happily.

But the moment I heard the sound of the piano. Her voice stopped abruptly, her movements stopped, and the smile on her little face disappeared.

Because from the voice like flowing water, she heard Princess Ruimei's heartfelt thoughts.

Pouted. The maid sat cautiously in front of the door of the Jing Palace.

The sad and leisurely sound of the piano and the joy in her heart just now stirred each other. These two completely different emotions made her feel uneasy and even disliked, but they faintly revealed an indescribable feeling.

Finally, the sound stopped.

But the aftermath seemed to be constantly circling back and forth around the two ears.

The maid was like a timid rabbit, tiptoeing into the palace at this moment.

"Princess, I'm still thinking about him. If you want me to say, General Wu is not bad, the team just now is mighty, so mighty, so majestic. When General Pang Juan was here, although the team was larger, it didn't look as imposing as it is now......"

The maid said to herself. But after talking for a while, she suddenly realized that Rui Mei didn't pay attention to her at all, and didn't even look at her.

Maybe Ruimei's ears are still the sound of the piano just now. That is the concern of my own life.

Qing'er felt that the princess should go out for a walk more. Always stay here, what you see, think, and always be the same every day. Maybe go out for a walk and see, and you won't just think about him. ”

Rui Mei still has no words, no movements, and the figure is like a sculpture. It is like a sculpture with the most vivid depiction and the most pathos.

"Princess, actually, Qing'er thinks that this General Wu is very good, and I heard that he is very popular with the people of Hedong. is a general who can lead soldiers and knows how to care for the people. is that sometimes in the court, it feels like they don't care about the world. ”

Qing'er still said to herself.

It's been ten years, ten years of life in the deep palace. Qing'er has become accustomed to the feeling of one person speaking to another, but as if she is talking to the air.

She had the impression that Princess Ruimei always did not speak. The most said sentence is: "Qing'er, you said he, will he come back?" Are we never going to see each other again? ”

Qing'er even saw Princess Ruimei crying in the middle of the night more than once. The kind of crying that is loved, hated, sad, pitiful. It seems that all the misfortunes and all the feelings and sufferings in this world have been added to this weak woman.

Sometimes I look at Qing'er's happiness. Rui Mei will think that everyone in the world thinks about wealth and prosperity for a lifetime. But is it really good to be born in a wealthy family?

Thinking about it too much, she will even secretly cry.

After talking to herself for a while, Qing'er, who was really bored, found a place to sit in a daze. Some things may be because they have not been experienced, or maybe because they are young. can be attached to a person for ten years, this kind of love, Qing'er really has never experienced.

I don't know how long it took, but Princess Rui Mei finally blinked. Tears flowed uncontrollably.

Indifferently, she quietly looked at a painting hanging on the wall not far away.

The woman in the painting reflects the red plum blossoms, dancing in the red plum forest, hiding her face and chuckling.

It was the first time the two enjoyed the plum blossoms together, and Princess Ruimei danced for Sun Bin.

It was Sun Bin who relied on his own memories after going back to outline that beautiful and sweet moment into a painting.

The woman in the painting has a pair of bright eyes. In the eyes of the water spirit, the veins are full of affection. The face with a pair of shallow dimples had a chuckle, and one hand covered it, indescribably soft.

There is no longer that kind of soft Princess Ruimei, looking at herself in the painting, the emotions in her heart that can't tell whether it is remorse or grievance instantly permeate the whole body.

"I was so soft at that time—" she reached out and took the drawing. In the bronze mirror not far away, the same woman was reflected as if she were very different.

Looking at the person in the painting, she hid her face and wept, "Why is this happening, why is it ......"

Once upon a time, she hated Pang Juan, and even hated her sister, Ruilian.

The dim sky was soon replaced by a few twinkling stars.

Ruimei in front of the temple door was red from crying, her expression was dull, but she didn't know where she got the strength to tear the cloth that painted herself to pieces.

This is a painting that carries the memories of many years, and a painting that carries the sorrow and softness of a woman's heart.

When the voice is gone. Rui Mei felt that she had broken her heart with her own hands. The pain was heartbreaking.

"Is he okay? Perhaps, I am not the same person I used to be. If you see him, will he be the same as before—"

A strong wind blew the silence, and every night, this quiet palace is the coldest time. At the moment when she was filled with misery, she smiled stupidly, looking at the plum with only dry branches left by the pavilion. How she wished that one day when they were looking at each other, there would be his smiling face.

……

Wilderness.

Because King Wei Hui and some courtiers were there, King Xiang's team did not really rush overnight.

In the middle of the night, the mighty procession had already reached the predetermined position, and the soldiers began to set up camp.

King Wei Hui, accompanied by Wu Ming, Chen Zhen, Zhu Wei, and a group of guards, walked around. Suddenly, he felt that the wind was blowing in this wilderness, and the whole person was much more relaxed.

If it weren't for the countless mosquitoes on summer nights, King Wei Hui really wanted to just blow the wind in the wild and walk more.

But after all, he has lived in a simple place for a long time, and this body has lived up to the past.

This night, King Wei Hui was one of the early sleepers.

In the wild, the conditions are naturally hard. Except for King Wei Hui, who is his own camp, the rest are many people living together.

Chen Zhen and Zhu Wei together.

Wu Ming was with several generals. During this period, King Wei Hui slept the earliest and most comfortably.

Chen Zhen and Zhu Wei may have gone to bed early, maybe they played chess in the tent, and they might have talked about something.

But in short, in their influence, the lights were on for a long time.

The most bitter is naturally the soldiers and Wu Ming and other generals.

But fortunately, the life in the Hedong military camp was not much different from that of the march.

The vigil of the vigil, the food, the shelter, the use, and so on, are all the same.

So in this mighty team, these soldiers are the most bitter. Also most adapted to this environment.