July 15, the Midyear Festival, according to the customs of the Central Plains, this is a day to worship the ancestors, no matter what, it is not suitable to send troops. However, from the beginning of the previous battle plan, Du Shiyi ordered the old men who were carefully selected among the herdsmen to be the best at observing celestial phenomena, and Cao Jianian, who had been operating from the court earlier and was proficient in Kanyu and astronomy and geography, to monitor the weather and select the nearest suitable day for sending troops. When the day of July 15 was selected, Cao Jianian himself had objected, but Du Shiyi beat him back indifferently.

At this moment, in the first rays of morning light, Du Shiyi stood on the high platform of the campus of Anbei Yatent City, scanning the people in front of him who had been constantly scattered, integrated, and rehearsed, and finally completely obeyed his own team, and there was an indescribable emotion in his heart. If Yunzhou is the beginning of his real establishment of his own power, then Shuofang is precipitation and fermentation, and moving to Anbei Yahu City, thousands of miles away from Chang'an, is the real rebirth of Nirvana. He is still an official within the Tang system, but the power he can establish is outside the court order, and because it is too far away, he has experienced the inspection of the imperial history and internal officials in Shuofang before, but no one has ever cared about it here.

Whether it is from Shuofang or Hedong to the north, this journey of thousands of miles is by no means calm, and everyone is afraid that a horse thief who suddenly appears will take his life. And eunuchs like Li Jingren, who came to deliver the decree, also came and went in a hurry because they had received too many benefits from him, and they never really verified what kind of soldiers and what kind of strength Anbei Yatent City had!

This kind of emotion is just a moment's effort, and immediately after, Du Shiyi shouted with full breath: "I, the warriors of Anbei Yatent City!" ”

A simple single sentence, but it caused a thousand resonances, although there is no megaphone today, but the sound of the front row should be transmitted to the back row, almost instantly, the shouts of the mountains and tsunamis almost resounded throughout the city. Even when Du Shiyi stretched out his hand and made a gesture, it still took a long time for the roar of thousands of troops to stop. And what Du Shiyi wants to say next, naturally the herald will pass it to all the generals under the command of each brigade commander.

"Today is the fifteenth day of July, and in the Central Plains, this day is also called the Zhongyuan Festival, or the Ghost Festival, which is a day to worship ancestors and ghosts. Because I chose to send troops on this day, some people thought it was unlucky, and they advised me, but I refused to change the date. Because, the soldiers who went to the Desert with me before, but died innocently, and the soldiers who were injured and could not accompany the army, I will use this day to send troops to comfort the heroic souls and comfort their pain! If the ghosts and gods want to blame, then it will all be borne by me who chose to make a big move on this day! ”

The people of the Central Plains believe in Taoism and Buddhism, and among the tribes in Mobei, in addition to shamanism, Zoroastrianism, Zoroastrianism and other miscellaneous religions from the Western Regions are also spreading, and the theory of ghosts and gods is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. At this moment, when I heard Du Shiyi say this, there was a commotion when I looked down. Seeing that Du Shiyi took the wine from the entourage next to him and sprinkled it on the ground to pay tribute to the dead robe, he didn't know who shouted for revenge, and suddenly responded like thunder.

As the army gradually opened up, Zhang Xing, who stayed behind, climbed the city wall, and watched the soldiers and horses from Tongluo and the Fugu Department join it, and he couldn't help but sigh softly. He lived in seclusion in the mountains of Xiawu, cultivating both civil and military, and once imagined the scene of leading his troops to gallop across the field, but by mistake, his reputation was due to his own staff, even if he occasionally went to war, he was in an auxiliary position.

But this time, the battle he stayed in Anbei Yatent City would definitely not be easier than Du Shiyi's battle in the north against Huangjiasi, in other words, it would be even more thrilling, because this test was not only him, but also the civil and military forces up and down in Anbei Yatent City! Du Shiyi's true intentions, he was already vaguely aware of it, but he actually felt a kind of relief in his heart.

The cunning rabbit is dead, the lackeys are cooking, instead of letting him assist the Lord to guard against the suspicion of the Son of Heaven, it is better to let him break the biggest shackles of Anbei Ya Tent City! Anyway, he has already taken his wife and children to the post!

Du Shiyi led the army north, but Wang Rong, who was left behind, was not easy. In order to come one day, the city of Anbei Yahu has another preparation in addition to the strategic reserves that others think. Others only saw Shuofang, only saw Yunzhou, but they didn't expect Du Shiyi to lay down a lot of shadows in Hebei Province in his early years, over the years, a lot of materials from Hebei Province have been sown through this transfer point and sent to Anbei Yatent City in the name of the mutual market. What runs these is the perfect trading network she has established by using the two trades of tea and cotton. A few months ago, she withdrew to the north, Li Linfu's death and Yang Guozhong's assumption of power, coupled with the detection of a latent force in Huangjiasi and the convergence of Hui Yansi, also gave Du Shiyi the best opportunity.

So, she had to hurry up and quietly go out of the Anbei Metropolitan Protectorate every day, and met with a series of her own people without anyone knowing. When she finally returned to the dormitory that evening, she slapped her shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief. Mo Ye, who personally accompanied her out of the house, saw her hard work these days, and hurriedly stepped forward to knead the hostess's shoulders, but was unexpectedly held by Wang Rong.

"You are also a mother now, but **** has been busy with me these days, let those maids do these things, go and rest."

Mo Xie was about to refuse, but found that Wang Rong's face was tired, and her eyes also showed deep tiredness, she couldn't help but move in her heart, so she didn't refuse, and after quitting the dormitory, she went to find her husband Longquan. As soon as she said that she wanted to find a good doctor to check her wife's pulse, so as not to overwork and burn her body, Long Quan strongly agreed, and immediately found an old doctor who used to go in and out of the Metropolitan Protectorate of Anbei to check Du Shiyi's pulse and regulate his body, and there was also a Turkic shaman who was proficient in witch medicine. When Mo Ye, who had cut first and then played, went to see Wang Rong again and told him about it, Wang Rong scolded her for a lot of things, but finally agreed.

In recent years, she has been getting together with her husband less and leaving more, and now that she is at a critical time, her body is not her own, and she can't afford to miss the slightest!

There are mostly Hu people in the city of Anbei Yahu, and less than one percent of the Han people, but because Du Shiyi not only does not discriminate against the Hu people, but also always impartially judges the fight between the Han people and the Hu people, and usually combines grace and power, so the prestige is extremely high. After the two doctors, one Hu and one Han, showed Wang Rong in different ways, both of them were surprised, and when they came out, they asked the same question cautiously when they faced Mo Ye and Long Quan, who came to inquire in different rooms.

"How old is Madame?"

Mo Xie and Long Quan were both a little confused, and after cautiously answering Wang Rong's age, the two of them both reminded each other to sell less guanzi, but the next answer they heard made them change color. When the two of them asked again and again, and then hurriedly turned around, they bumped into each other at the door of the dormitory. The two of them have been married for many years, and they can see the answer in each other's eyes. In addition to the accidents and worries, the two will inevitably have some surprises.

Therefore, when they both entered the dormitory, Mo Xie said bluntly: "Madam, this is unexpected good news, Doctor Chen said that you are happy." ”

Wang Rong's eyes widened in disbelief, and when she saw Long Quan, she also nodded, obviously the two doctors had come to the same conclusion, she couldn't help but glance down at her lower abdomen, and then pinched her fingers and calculated. Since coming from Chang'an to Anbei Yatent City, her small life is not so accurate, and few women today are over forty years old and can have children, she can't believe that she can still have this luck at this age. And Du Shiyi almost endangered her life because Du Shisanniang had a miscarriage when she was pregnant for the last time, and their husband and wife are also getting older, so they have always been careful and careful when they have sex together. And most importantly, Du Shiyi said that the older the child, the more likely it is to be weak or even deformed, or have other problems in the mother's womb.

Best of all, now is not the time!

After making sure that Long Quan and Mo Xie had properly arranged the two doctors and put an end to the possibility of news leaking, Wang Rong praised the two of them for their proper measures, and repeatedly ordered them not to leak it. In the next two or three days, she couldn't help but feel very entangled in this unexpected child, but before she could really make a decision, Mo Xie brought her a piece of news that she didn't expect at all.

"You mean Gongsun is here? Is it really Gongsun everyone? ”

"Madam, the four of us were all disciples of the Sword Camp at the beginning, others may admit their mistakes, but the days when Gongsun came to guide everyone to practice the sword were all like the festivals of the Sword Camp, how could we admit our mistakes!"

When he said this, Mo Xie completely forgot about it, only these people knew that Gongsun Auntie was still alive, and this sword dancer had already been a dead man who had been dead for many years in the Central Plains!

Faced with Mo Ye's answer, Wang Rong immediately rubbed his eyebrows. It doesn't matter when Aunt Gongsun comes, this Anbei Tent City has been operated by Du Shiyi for many years, and it is like an iron bucket, but now Luo Xixiao is coming! It's just that the news is still limited to official channels, and ordinary soldiers and civilians don't know about it. And if it's just Aunt Gongsun alone, it doesn't matter, but she heard about it from Du Shiyi, thinking that when Aunt Gongsun took her disciples to the Western Regions, there was also a jade slave who had been dead for many years in the eyes of others!

And the heavy joint of the latter is far more important than the resurrection of Aunt Gongsun!

But now that he can't think about it, Wang Rong immediately said: "You take them carefully and avoid all eyes and ears to see me!" ”

Count on your fingers, since conspiring with Princess Yuzhen Princess Gu'an to get the jade slave out of the deep palace of Chang'an City with a golden cicada shell, and then transferred to Lingzhou, and then it was broadcast again, it has been four or five years, and time has really flies!