"When the slave left you, the night was also so moonlight, so bright and beautiful, the slave's body hurt, and his heart hurt even more......"

"I've always been reluctant, I think about Xi'er all the time, I want to hug Xi'er like this, caress every inch of Xi'er's skin, and use my big gun to taste every petal of Xi'er's stamen, oh, Xi'er, you are so sweet and tender......"

In the depths of the Fengtian Palace, in the tightly protected dormitory, the moonlight sprinkled from the ceiling of the beam, reflected on the big bed surrounded by veils, and saw two clusters of white flowers and flesh working together, and the murmurs of men and women contained a laziness after exhaustion.

The male voice called itself me, and on the other hand, she greeted me with great respect, and the female voice groaned with great satisfaction, and on the other hand, she also replied with a servile face, like a wounded cat babbling in the arms of her master. The dialogue between men and women is not in tune at all, and it seems weird.

After a short silence, the female voice suddenly became cold: "You go down......"

The man's voice also turned respectful: "Yes, the slave retires......"

After hearing the sound of dressing, a person got out of bed, bent over ninety degrees, and retreated step by step, and when he arrived at the door, he was about to turn around, but he remembered something, and after hesitating for a moment, he said: "Queen Mother, many people point to the Wuwei Army to make a way, if this army is lost, this person's heart is ......."

At this time, the man's voice turned to normal, and it turned out to be the new Minister of the Guard.

"Who is the drum in your heart, looking for you to blow the pillow wind with the mourning family around the corner!?"

Ru Xi's voice was cold and hard, and it was hard to believe that she made the tactful sound just now.

"Twenty-four years ago, Kangxi Ye added fourteen, father and son went into battle, gathered two or three hundred thousand troops, and the Beijing flag was empty, how many soldiers did he have at that time? Less than 50,000! The result? ”

"Fourteen years ago, the fourth old man had been training for many years in the Xishan camp. Tens of thousands of firearms troops have not even taken down a single Jiangxi! With a wave of his hand, millions of people and millions of troops, on the front line of the Yangtze River, hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Qing Dynasty collapsed! ”

"Now, his elite red clothes have not been transferred back, and he has relied on a few partial divisions to handle the Northern Expedition, even if the mourning family sets off stormy waves in Zhili, it is difficult to stop the sharp ......"

"The Manchurian Five Tigers. thought that by fighting the tigers and the barbarians of Oroqen, he would be able to compete with his strong army, where are they tigers, they are stupid donkeys who hit the south wall and don't look back! ”

There was fear in Ru Xi's words. There is also hatred, and when it comes to the Five Tigers of Manchuria, the hatred is even hotter.

"This Wuwei army has opened up a different situation in Liaodong, and they have their own hearts, they are absolutely unwilling to think about the future of the Manchu people, only think about their interests, and follow their anger. They never thought that even if they could win the red clothes of Liaodong, there would be elite red clothes that wiped out the Dzungar country on the way. And in his country, there are more than 100 million Han people with red eyes! Their little people, even if they all become Taizu, can they stop this general trend!? ”

"They occupy the righteousness on the face, the mourning family can't break with them, but the mourning family must not let them continue to drag the Manchu family to death!"

"The mourners could see very clearly that they had a grudge attached to them. It was the madman Hiroshi who committed suicide in the Forbidden City fourteen years ago! If Hongshi hadn't died back then, we would have all become dry bones! ”

Ru Xi said in a low voice, hearing her talk about fourteen years ago, Chang Bao had already thought of twenty-four years ago, another Chang Bao beside Yongzheng, a cold breath came out from the depths of his heart, and he didn't dare to speak again.

"Armed Guards...... It's not a pity to be lost. If you don't mourn, you have to sit like pins and needles, anyway, there are not many people in the army, and most of them are those barbarians in the East China Sea. Those people, as well as you, are not unreasonable to worry about, without the Armed Guards. Relying on the three battalions of opium soldiers who returned from the pass will not be able to withstand it at all, but don't forget, the mourning family is still ......."

Ru Xi's tone turned to confidence: "The mourning family is here, the people are here, when the war is certain, the mourning family has its own skills, you can pass on this word." ”

Chang Bao knelt down and said: "The slave is ignorant, thank the Empress Dowager for her teachings!" The slave must do a good job of the Queen Mother's explanation. ”

When Chang Bao disappeared, Ru Xi sighed faintly, the sense of emptiness returned, and it was difficult to fall asleep, so she called the maid and asked, "Is the little master sleeping?" ”

The maid replied, as usual, that she would never be able to sleep until the third watch.

"Poor son......"

Ru Xi muttered and got up, wrapped himself in a layer of gauze, and said to the maid: "Lead the way, without the mourning family to accompany you, the little master is not down-to-earth." ”

Not long after, on the bed in another dormitory, the little emperor Daoguang was held in his arms by Ru Xi, and he didn't move for half a minute, but the corners of his slightly squinted eyes were overflowing with fear, and the bright moonlight outside the window was reflected, and a trace of tears was clearly visible.

The Forbidden City, on the side of the Jiaotai Hall of Xuyan Palace, is still a dormitory, and the moonlight spills into the hall, reflecting the figures of two cooperation on the floor.

The person in Li Shi's arms was a little stiff, and he was trembling slightly, which was also the reason why Li Xi hugged her in front of the window to admire the moon.

For Xu Wumei, it is extremely difficult to accept the reality that the uncle is the emperor, and being accepted as a concubine by the uncle, no, the emperor makes her feel like she is incarnated Chang'e. Joy, fear, fear, worry, every emotion can blow up her very broad heart.

As part of the policy of calming the hearts of the people in the north, today is the big day when Li Xi officially accepted her into the palace in the Forbidden City, and the extremely cumbersome ceremonial process was completed, and at night, the emperor and the concubine, the uncle and the little girl, these things gradually dispersed, and only the simple relationship between men and women remained.

But it is this level of relationship, Li Xi and Xu Wumei have obstacles in each other's hearts, and it is difficult to cross one step, after all, they only had a shocking encounter twelve years ago, and they have not interacted with each other since, not much worse than passers-by. Even if Xu Wumei is full of admiration and feelings, but when it comes to the moment, this tension is powerless to overcome.

Fortunately, Li Xi is also a veteran, and in the name of admiring the moon, he naturally completed the step of leaning on each other's bodies first, and the stiffness and trembling of the person in his arms are only a matter of a little tongue and hands.

But looking at the crescent moon in the night, Li Xi was distracted. He did have a secret joy before, he could hold such a beautiful woman with both beauty and benevolence, even if he was a king, he would be proud, not to mention that this was the cause he planted, and it was a move to appease the hearts of the northerners, both public and private, of course.

When Xu Wumei hugged and felt the soft fragrance of her delicate body, the majestic wind was ready to go. Before I had time to fulfill the ceremony, I hated the shortness of the Spring Festival.

But at this time, the moonlight was cold, and Li Xian's mind seemed to come out of his body, rising, gradually overlooking the earth, and a thought filled his heart, when the matter of Manchu was solved, how many people would die? The idea of the Manchurian people is endless. Is it really worthy of Huaxia? Are you too constrained and too worried about future generations?

"Your Majesty......"

Xu Wumei was nervously and shyly grasping the placket of her clothes, trying to cover the dragon claws that were swimming among the peaks and mountains that had penetrated into her clothes. But she didn't want the claw to stop, and it was a long time to stop, and she couldn't help but let out a low call.

Li Xian sighed: "This crescent moon, if it is dyed with blood, it will be even more beautiful." ”

Xu Wumei looked up at the moon, thinking about Li Shi's description, and shuddered: "Blood-colored moon, isn't that terrifying?" How can it be beautiful? ”

Li Xianhe chuckled and said, "Beauty and horror, must they be incompatible?" ”

His tone turned low. Li Xian said: "Zhile, the scene where you saved Li Min in Cizhou is so beautiful that people hate to turn into moths, and they are only willing to put themselves into your arms, which is the beauty of benevolence." And everyone in the north kills each other, like the scene of purgatory on earth, and the power contained in it is enough to destroy all the good and good in the world. That power makes people lose their minds, and it is not a kind of beauty, inhuman, brutal beauty. ”

Li Xi sighed again: "I am also seeking beauty, a kind of beauty that is always impartial and does the will of heaven." ”

Although she was a little clueless, Fifth Sister Xu still vaguely grasped something, and said softly: "When everyone talked about painting, they said that purity is beauty. What His Majesty said must be the same thing. ”

Li Xi was slightly stunned, someone grabbed the lines again, but this is really appropriate for this state of mind, yes. Heaven will not give him an answer, only stick to his heart, but seek purity.

Thinking back, the person in his arms was no longer so stiff, Li Xian smiled, stretched out his hand, hugged the beauty by the waist, turned around and walked towards the bed, "Then let me taste the product, pure knowledge, and how much beauty I don't know." ”

Even the white moonlight couldn't hide the red glow on Xu Wumei's pretty face, and she trembled and whispered with her cherry lips: "Your Majesty ......"

Li Shi leaned into her ear and said softly: "Call uncle!" ”

The same crescent moon has different colors in the eyes of different people, the cold moon in the dry tent, the warm moon in the spring night, and the scarlet moon pushed away from the heart of Emperor Li Xian is sprinkled with joy at the mouth of the Liao River at this time.

On the sea to the west of the estuary, the sails of the ships form a continuous mountain shadow, like a dam blocking the sea, and the horse lanterns are like stars, reflecting both sides of the river and the sea. Countless shirtless men are wheeling sledgehammers, dragging thick ropes, shouting and shouting the earth-shaking horn, and the shore is a noisy and lively construction site.

A big tent on the shore had just been erected, and two groups of people and horses came from the north and south, and they would be in the tent.

"Han Dashuai, why did you come here from Haicheng in person?"

"Panshi, are you in a hurry, but you went ashore at night! Is the root of the ear about to burn out? Those people in Beijing are afraid that they are cursing you every day! ”

From the north came Han Zaixing, the commander of the Seventh Army of the Northern Expedition, and in the south it was Pan Shiyu, the new deputy commander of the Seventh Army, who had just landed in the south. But when the ship group arrived in Taiwan, there was a storm, and had to enter the port to avoid the storm, delayed for half a month, at this time the situation in Liaodong changed greatly, the emperor in order to compensate him, he appointed him as Han Zaixing's assistant, and led the troops into Liaodong.

"Those guys, can there be a Miao Jiang head lowering master? What a curse, let's take it! ”

Pan Shiyu first raised his arms to salute opposite Han Zaixing, and then shook his hands with a smile and shook it up and down vigorously.

Han Pan and the two are both lieutenant generals, and in terms of relationship, Pan Shiyu was still Li Xian's personal companion in his early years, and he was previously appointed as the protector of Nanyang. But Pan Shiyu didn't complain about being his deputy. After all, Han Zaixing is old, has old seniority in leading the first army, and is one of the highest-ranked lieutenant generals, and Han Zaixing is the main one in Liaodong.

In addition to the question of seniority, the Yinghua generals do not attach as much importance to the position of the leader as they did in the old world, they each have fixed duties, and this kind of war is a temporary sequence, only the position, there is no distinction between the high and the low. It is not that there are no contradictions, but the strategic contradictions between the army and navy, as well as between the army and the western regions of the South Sea, are enough to cover up the factional contradictions below.

Han Zaixing ridiculed Pan Shiyu, and Pan Shiyu also responded casually, he earned it for nothing this time, and he also jumped to scold the storm in Taiwan at the beginning, and now he is grateful for the storm. It is said that the emperor was hesitating whether to choose Ding Tangrui, chief of staff of the General Command, as Han Zaixing's deputy, or to pull one of the four divisions in the Western Regions in the interior of the Hui Army, but now he picked up the bargain.

The Northern Expedition is not over, there is still a big battle in Liaodong, and the Central Plains Hebei is different from the march, Liaodong here will be a hard-to-hard contest, the general command believes that Han Zaixing's troops are insufficient, and the 104th Division and the 108th Division in the general reserve are transferred, if it is not enough, the 101, 102, 105, and 106 who came back from the Western Regions are still behind.

The predecessor of the Fourth Division of the Western Regions was the Yulin and Longxiang armies, the 104th Division led by Pan Shiyu was the right division of the Yingyang Army, and the 108th Division was the right division of the Huben Army.

Such a battle is the commander-in-chief's response to the sudden rise of the Manchurian Armed Guards, although Han Zaixing and Pan Shiyu both feel that they have overreacted, but the old Fifth Army can meet again, and a big battle is imminent, and the excitement in their hearts is overflowing. Pan Shiyu ventured ashore late at night, and Han Zaixing personally ran over from the front line of Haicheng to greet him, all of whom were pushed by this high-spirited spirit.

Han Zaixing curiously inquired about the news from Beijing: "Speaking of those guys...... I really didn't expect that the Buddha Dudu would be so good. ”

The two governors of Buddha and Demon took the lead, and took the ministers of civil and military affairs to draw a lot of Manchurian concubines, this matter has been widely spread to a country, plus more than 1,000 disabled soldiers also have a share, the people are both envious and relieved, and the other soldiers are pure and green eyes.

Disabled soldiers take the full concubines and palace maids home to be treated as wives, while the Buddha and Demon Dudu and others are called as concubines or even maidservants. The deputy marshal of the Northern Expedition, the great hero General Xie entered Beijing a few days late, and there was only a bunch of crooked melons and bad dates to pick up, so angry that he scolded the gang for crossing the river and demolishing the bridge.

The most surprising thing is that he has always been very upright, except for the two ladies An Yaxiu and Long Zhilan, Jia Hao, the Buddha Governor who does not even have a concubine, actually made a move, and there were more than 20 in one selection, even the emperor was surprised, and euphemistically persuaded Jia Hao to use less Tianzhu Divine Oil, which is something that folds life.

Pan Shiyu sighed: "The Buddha Governor is not picking people for him, but for his subordinates, last year the Marats were not effective, and they were defeated a few times, and the officers we sent to guide the Marats were disabled a lot." ”

Speaking of disability, the two are silent, the war is about to start, although the Manchurians are already trapped beasts, but the war has entered the new world, a big war, no matter how easy it is, it is inevitable to die and be injured, how many sons and daughters under their command will sleep on the earth for a long time, how many will be disabled for life?

The moonlight was bright, and the two looked through the tent to see the night in the distance, a crescent moon hanging high in the sky, and below were starry stars, twinkling in the hustle and bustle of the crowd.

Han Zaixing said: "No matter what, this is the last stop." ”

Pan Shiyu also nodded heavily, the last battle!