On June 12 of the first year of Xiande, Guo Rong led the forbidden army south to Luzhou, stayed for eight days and then went south, went to Xinzheng on the second day of the seventh month, and went to Songling to pay tribute the next day. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When returning to Zhongmu, he caught up with most of the forbidden army, and went to the post house on the outskirts of Tokyo, where Mrs. Fu, who had entered Beijing at the beginning of the year, came to greet her surrounded by the palace attendants, and then Fan Zhen, Wang Pu, Zheng Renyu, Wei Renpu and other important ministers led hundreds of civil and military officials to greet Wang Shi's triumph.

Hundreds of officials lined up outside the post house to greet each other, and the ceremony was grand. Both sides of the official road were crowded with the families of the forbidden soldiers, and when they saw their relatives in the marching column, cheering and shouting, the soldiers immediately left the team and ran over to talk. Some didn't see their relatives and cried directly on the side of the road. When they all arrived here, the officers didn't care, and the scene was suddenly chaotic.

In general, this pro-campaign was still a complete victory, although Taiyuan was not won, but its national strength has declined, and Liu Chong is just a remnant. Guo Rong was in a good mood, and asked the chamberlain to inform Fu to wait at the post house, and ordered him to move to the post house next to the official road to rest, and then summoned the ministers.

Zhang Yue, as the new Hujie Left Wing Envoy, is naturally also in the army, but his Hujie Left Wing was previously He Hui's department, the military envoys and lower-level commanders of the first and second armies, and dozens of them were cut down, basically a plate of loose sand, and at present, Murong Yanzhao, the deputy envoy of the left wing, led the troops to follow his headquarters, and he has not had time to fill the vacancy and rectify.

Murong Yanzhao is a dragon, a native of Taiyuan, the son of Murong Zhang, the son of Murong Zhang, who was born in Jiangmen, brave and good at fighting, and is forty-one years old this year. The original position was the commander of the Xizhou Assassin History, the front of the palace division, and this time he served as the left vanguard of the Chinese army in the Battle of Gaoping, and also made great contributions. It's just that he is a little arrogant, if it weren't for Zhang Yue's fame, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to obey his orders.

"General Zhang! Do you also have your headquarters in the left compartment? Murong Yanzhao got off his horse and walked over quickly and asked.

"They are the Yuanjun of Huizhou Town, and this battle is drawn from the battle, so you can fill part of it!" Zhang Yue replied with a smile.

"That's a good idea! There is a shortage of soldiers and generals in the left wing, and I heard Zhang Baoyi say that we have to find a way to recruit troops when we return to Beijing, and all the generals must be filled. ”

What Murong Yanzhao said, Zhang Yue already knew, so he also revealed some rumors, and said with a smile: "Don't worry for the time being, I don't think it's just about supplementing the lack of personnel, it's better to rectify the entire left compartment." ”

"Overhaul?" Murong Yanzhao was a little surprised, chuckled and replied noncommittally: "Haha...... Let's talk about it then! ”

This guy doesn't seem to agree, Zhang Yue doesn't know what the composition of the generals and soldiers of the Guards Division is, so it's naturally not good to say anything more.

The soldiers lined up and stopped on the spot, and some generals greeted each other on the side of the road, and everyone was in a good mood, bragging to each other about their brilliant achievements. Suddenly, Zhang Yue heard a familiar female voice shouting.

"Alang! Alang! ...... here" Zhang Yue looked back, it turned out to be Qiu Xiang, the little maid of the family, holding handkerchiefs together with both hands and jumping to her feet and shouting.

Having a house is not called home, and people who are concerned about it are also thinking about it in a certain house. Zhang Yue's heart warmed, and he trotted over quickly, and suddenly saw two or three carriages parked behind the crowd, and the curtains were opened, and they were all women from his own family.

On the left car are Yang Junping and Cheng Yachan, the two are talking to Bian Yu in the opposite car window, and the curtains on the right car stir from time to time, but they are not opened, although they don't see anyone, but looking at the driver who is driving the car, Zhang Yue also knows who it is.

"Let's go home later, and I'll go home if I have something!" Zhang Yue waved his hand at Bian Yu and Yang Junping, seeing that they were smiling like flowers and looking forward to them, but he didn't go over to look at them, and ran directly to the carriage on the right.

Inside was indeed Fu Jinqiong, she was wearing a light blue short jacket and a light purple long skirt, and she was a little disheveled in the car, constantly wiping her sweat with a handkerchief, and the small fan kept waving. It was July, and the sun had not yet set, but it was as hot as a stove in the small carriage.

Seeing Zhang Yue open the curtain and break in, she complained a little and said, "Don't say hello, ah......"

Zhang Yue grabbed her hand without saying anything, took the small fan and fanned her, and said with a smile: "It's all hot like this, have you waited for a long time?" ”

"What do you say? I don't blame you for being so interesting! Fu Jinqiong said with a smile, letting Zhang Yue hold his slightly sweaty hand.

"During the war in Huizhou last year, you received the letter and small gift sent back to you, right? I remember saying okay when I left, but you didn't seem to reply to the letter......" Zhang Yue looked at her jade-like face, and couldn't help but move her eyes downward, not wanting her clothes to be too thin, and under the full arc curve, she faintly saw the pink {chest} bib inside.

Feeling Zhang Yue's gaze, Fu Jinqiong's face blushed, and she couldn't help but pull up her slightly open neckline, and suddenly felt a lot more relieved, and smiled a little unnaturally: "I thought you were going back to Beijing after the war, but you didn't come back, which made people happy for a ......while."

"Huh...... I'm also very happy and a little excited to see you! This little lady is also quite good at talking, Zhang Yue couldn't help laughing, and said seriously: "But I'm going back to Beijing now, and I'll choose an auspicious day when I'm busy for a while!" You know ......."

"Okay...... It's all called Your Majesty's marriage, and there's nothing I can do about it! Fu Jinqiong turned his head and smiled.

"Don't you want to? If you want me to propose, you can do it! "Sure enough, women love hypocrisy, and Fu Jinqiong is also vulgar, but she is much more frank.

"What? Anyone else proposes? Where is the custom? Or you'll ...... it now."

Fu Jinqiong looked curious, and immediately asked, not wanting Li Duoshou to shout outside at this time, saying that it was summoned by His Majesty. Zhang Yue took the opportunity to shirk and said: "Your Majesty's summons cannot be delayed, and I will talk about it next time I am free." ”

Zhang Yue got out of the carriage and squeezed out the crowd of onlookers, and returned to the side of the official road opposite, Fu Yanqing, Zhang Yongde and others had already entered with the car first, but Li Chongjin stayed outside, and then beckoned in front and led the generals into the lobby of the post house.

The post house on the outskirts of Tokyo is not big enough, but there are too many civil officials, and the two sides of the hall are already crowded, and the guards of the inner hall can only stand against the wall. Behind the high table on the steps in the lobby, Guo Rong wore a stiff-legged head, changed into a purple gauze robe, and glanced at the civil and military officials with a calm face.

Mrs. Weiguo's complexion is fair, her eyebrows are picturesque, and the high mustache on her head is decorated with several precious hairpins that shine brightly, which looks noble and atmospheric. With a slight smile on the corners of his lips, he sat alongside Guo Rong uprightly.

Zhang Yue fell behind, looked up and looked at it twice, not wanting Mrs. Wei Guo Fu to feel his gaze, and immediately looked over. Zhang Yue was shocked, seeing that all the generals in front of him bowed their heads, realizing that he was so conspicuous that he was struggling like this. (To be continued.) )