Although there is no goose-feather snow, the weather in December is still very cold.

But today, the north gate of the capital of the Han Kingdom is crowded and boiling. Under the deliberate propaganda of the government and the opposition, the victory of the Yumen Fortress became the Yannan Marquis took the initiative to attack the grassland to carry out the annihilation war of the Huns, although some of them were very absurd, but this victory has already been boiling in the folk, under the clouds, what heavenly soldiers are coming, the version of the gods is powerful, but the propaganda of the imperial court is very reasonable, then, why not believe it!

That is a rare annihilation battle against a large army on the grassland, which shows that my Han Kingdom has the strength to restore the glory of dominating the world!

The capital Baqiao Liuxia is the vanguard of the Han Kingdom's thousand-year-old inheritance of farewell and welcome the triumph of the army, and now the Marquis of Yannan has returned triumphantly with a great victory, and is ready to sacrifice the national prestige of the Han people in the capital, and there should be important ministers here to greet first.

'Da Da~' The horses who were walking briskly all the way seemed to feel the warm atmosphere in front of them, and they couldn't help but be cheerful.

Squinting his eyes, Meng Li saw that under the willow tree in front of the Baqiao, a column of ministers stood one after another, and some people behind them stretched their heads behind the army and looked ahead, as if they were carrying baskets and wine jugs ready to reward the victorious army.

"Slow down~" said with his right hand raised to the back.

"Your Highness has an order! Soldiers and horses move slowly~" The high-voiced Dian Wei ordered, he was not on foot at this time, but riding a horse from the grassland that was rare and could hump him and run quickly, and followed Meng Li's horse head in a position step by step.

"嵂嵂~" In addition to the 50 wolf cavalry, the 300 cavalry selected this time also included Zhang Liao carefully selected from the personal guards of various departments, so to speak, they represent the peak strength of the cavalry of Yannan Dao.

Needless to say, the horse control skills of the cavalry of Yannan Road, which was ranked first in the overall strength of the entire Han Kingdom, stood slightly on the waist and clamped the horse's belly with both legs, slightly lifted the reins of the horse, and the horses troving with steps couldn't help but change to the speed of walking.

Some of the nobles and nobles who were captured by the Northern Huns, who were tied into a string of strings and prepared to be used as tribute in this sacrifice of prisoners, could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, and every day the Han army liked to gallop on horseback as soon as they were interested, but they tortured to death these captives. If you can keep up, you have to run to the death, can't keep up? Just drag you around for a while, although these knights won't kill them, but the humiliation of all kinds of personalities and physical torture every day are essential.

Approaching a little closer, almost ten meters in front of the standing crowd, Meng Li halted the march of the army and sat on a tall horse waiting for the guidance of the welcoming man.

Squinted at the left prime minister, Wang Kang, who was accustomed to slightly closed eyes, saw that Meng Li had stopped the horse's head ten meters in front of him.

"Old body, the king of the Han Kingdom welcomes His Royal Highness Yannanhou back in triumph!"

As Wang Kang bowed down, the bustling officials, soldiers, and civilians behind him also saluted to welcome the triumphant return of Yannan Hou Mengli.

"Flat body~" A different color flashed in his eyes, originally he just thought that there was a Shangshu, and the most likely one was the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites. However, Meng Li actually saw Wang Kang, the prime minister of Zuo, one of the three bigwigs in the officials of the Han Kingdom, reporting to himself.

Wang Kang, who trotted over with a pair of short legs carrying a heavy body of meat, personally led the horse for Meng Li.

"Please dismount Your Highness and repair for a while in the long pavilion ahead! His Majesty and the Queen Mother and others will be washing the dust at the north gate for His Royal Highness at the north gate! Wang Kang took the reins and told Meng Li that the arrangement at this time is to rest here, or wait, and wait for the bigwigs in the capital to be ready before you go over.

"Good, then please ask Prime Minister Zuo to lead the way for Lone." Meng Li, who flew off the horse, stood in front of Wang Kang and said with his back to him. At the same time, he waved his big hand at the horse team behind him.

"Suosuo~" A neat sound passed away, but Wang Kang's eyes, who saw the neatness of the knights' dismounting movements and heard the neatness of dismounting, couldn't help but shrink deeply.

Most of the forbidden troops in the capital are façade projects, and the few elite soldiers are also flooded with the imperial forest army in the palace, so that these ministers who have never been to the border can not imagine what kind of style an elite soldier should be. Wang Kang always thought that some of the dead soldiers he had spent a lot of money on were also rare elite soldiers, but judging from the murderous spirit and neat movements of this cavalry, the dead soldiers he had always been proud of were afraid that they would not be able to withstand their impact in the flat ground and would collapse.

"Your Highness, please~" After handing over the reins to the officials behind, Wang Kang said to Meng Li with some panting. He is already old, and he has spent his whole life on political enemies, and his body is getting worse day by day, and a little trot can make him breathless.

"Please~" For these old foxes, Meng Li, who entered Beijing this time, came in with the ideological attitude of being able to watch from a distance and not be close friends, as for taking refuge? Presumably, these big families will not choose lightly until the end of the crisis, and they also have their own heritage, rather than sharing weal and woe with the country.

With the soldiers and horses walked through a passage maintained by the forbidden army of the capital on both sides, and after crossing the Baqiao is the ten-mile long pavilion, of course, 'ten-mile long pavilion' is the name of this pavilion and not really a ten-mile-long pavilion. At this time, there were many tents and some pots around the ten-mile long pavilion, ready to be used by the army to eat and rest for an hour. Of course, clean water for bathing is indispensable, although Tuhaha's meeting with the emperor can better reflect the real situation of the border soldiers, but this is just an ideal after all, isn't it? Everyone likes clean things, and a neat military uniform coupled with a neat mental outlook is more likely to improve people's impression points, right?

"Your Highness, please rest the army and prisoners in this camp~" Wang Kang pointed to the simple but well-stocked camp in front of Meng Li.

"Wen Yuan will go and take the army in to rest, take care of the prisoners, and give them food!" Turning his head to Zhang Liao beside him, he said, let him take the prisoners and the army into the camp to rest for a while, and recuperate his spirit.

"Huh~" After holding his fists and responding to peace, Zhang Liao lifted the big sword that poked on the ground and walked towards the army to give the order.

Looking at the deep pit underground, Wang Kang found that he really couldn't see through this former weak Nine Emperor Prince, and he felt that this elite army of soldiers and horses was rare in the world, and then there was this general who had just received the order at a glance It was a person with good strength, at least in his eyes, this full of rhetoric and rhetoric all day long shouting for the glory of the Han people to attack the surrounding forces everywhere The generals are not as good as it, and the gap is like a moat. Look at the graceful and temperamental strategists behind you; A fierce man as strong as an iron tower, holding a large iron halberd that is obviously incomprehensible; Behind him, a military general with a bow almost as tall as an ordinary person; And then there was the scribe with a warm face and a humble jade. These Nine Emperor Princes, no, there is no one under Yannanhou who cannot be said to be useless, and there is no talent who is not very useful in some way. I really don't know what luck he has taken to get the allegiance of so many capable ministers, perhaps, he should really take a serious look at this Nine Emperor Prince, who has never been put in his eyes before!

"Your Highness, please~" Wang Kangyan, who didn't say much, invited Meng Li to the largest tent in the camp, which was gorgeous and formed a great contrast with the plain color outside. If it is said that the royal tent of Helian is full of the atmosphere of the nouveau riche, then this military tent is classical and elegant, and people can't help but feel a deep cultural heritage.

On the wall is a rare authentic work of Han Wenhao. Those with painted figures are shining on the page; There are those who paint flowers and plants, and they feel that the room is full of fragrance; There are written words of the dragon flying phoenix dance between the paper.

Take a closer look at a few paintings that look very imposing, one of which has a sense of perseverance and perseverance, over the past year, Meng Li has also learned a lot of his own small seals, it seems, eight achievements are the small seals of the ancient Han Dynasty. Well, although I can't understand it, the name of this famous post "Cursive Writing" and the following signature Cui Ying made Meng Li a little curious, and it seems that he has heard this name somewhere~

Looking down further, it is the famous post "Xiping Stone Scripture", which is nothing special, and Meng Li is also familiar. Of course, he looked at the room with some familiarity, and he didn't understand anything about it, but thought it was some thoughts about his 'ex'. It's just that the payment made Meng Li cry out in surprise!

"Cai Yong, Cai Bojiao!"

"Your Highness? What's wrong? This is a writer of this dynasty hundreds of years ago, and his own self-created flying white embodiment exists in the world and is imitated by countless calligraphers! Wang Kang was very puzzled by Meng Li's surprise, this is Cai Yong can be said to know a thing or two in the Han Kingdom, as long as he is a scholar, why is he still surprised now?

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I can't help but feel a little embarrassed when I see Mr. Cai Yong's true handwriting!" Cai Yong and Cai Bojiao have all appeared! So, how did Guo Jia and Xu Shu appear as people not far behind him?

At this moment, Meng Li was covered with goosebumps, and he once again had a sense of fear for this world that he had not seen for a long time, and Meng Li, who was originally full of confidence, thought that it was a stable thing for him to rely on the generals summoned by this system to dominate the world, but the sudden appearance of Cai Yong and Cai Bojiao made him creepy!

What else do you not know about this world? How did this world come about? What the hell is it?!

At this moment, Meng Li suddenly found that he seemed to have returned to the www.biquge.info of the Biqu Pavilion, and he was still the hazy and unknown Nine Emperor Princes who had just been reborn!