"That year......" Wen Yan muttered.

The voice was a little low, Huo Yixiao closed his eyes and recuperated, and he didn't hear clearly for a while, so he asked, "What?" ”

Wen Yan cheered up and said, "That year, I vaguely remember that Di Cha mentioned the battle damage. ”

In the seventeenth year of Ruiyong, the tribes of the Western Regions rebelled, not only because they were already eyeing the imperial court, but also because of the several tribes that had been striving for peace and advocating trade in these years.

Di Cha was the main battle faction, he was the left squire of the military department at that time, and he had already sought to fight upwards, and he had already fought upwards and upwards from the bottom.

The battle ended in defeat for the imperial court.

Originally, it was the Zhao family of the Pingxi Hou Mansion who was stationed in the western border and trained the western army.

The Zhao family has long since ceased to exist with each other, and the Western Army has changed commanders for many years, and it was removed because of the crime of collaborating with the enemy, and the hearts of the whole army are in chaos.

Those who believe that the Zhao family collaborates with the enemy have no sense of trust in their superiors and colleagues; Those who don't believe in the Zhao family's collaboration with the enemy hate the court and grit their teeth, and in such a situation, their combat power is greatly damaged.

This time the war was defeated, and there was not one out of ten Western Army.

The imperial army retreated to Guannai and completely lost its control over the Western Regions.

After settling accounts after the Mid-Autumn Festival in Beijing, Di Cha was scolded by the lord and faction.

Wen Yan was concerned about the situation of the Western Army, and he had understood Dicha's remarks at that time.

Isn't fighting a war about winning and losing? The main battle is to show the prestige of the imperial court, but I don't want the Western Army to be so uncompetitive and waste the support of the imperial court for so many years.

He also said that although the army was defeated, it did not let the people of the Western Regions take advantage of much, and the victory of the Western Regions was also a tragic victory.

Even if the Northern Xinjiang fought the Tartars in the twelfth year of Ruiyong, the battle losses were low and the victory was great, didn't the imperial court still sacrifice the two fathers and sons?

To fight, this is to fight!

That's exactly what happened.

It's just that today, Wen Yan looked back again, and what she thought about was that with such a low battle loss, why did Hui Kangbo and Xu Qi not survive.

There are no absolutes on the battlefield.

The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years.

Anyone can never come back.

What if they come back?

If they survive, what kind of changes will happen to the future, what kind of deviations?

Especially, in this life, Wen Yan has dealt with the father and son of the Xu family.

Xu Qi is Xiao's father, calm and very disciplined, Xu Qirun is different, he is lively and talkative.

As the chief envoy of the warm banquet wedding ceremony, Hui Kangbo advanced and retreated appropriately and acted prudently.

Wen Zifu once praised Hui Kangbo and said that his uncle was a very "upright" person.

Such a righteous person, when his friend Pingxihou's family was in trouble, why didn't he even stretch out a finger to help?

If it is said that Pinghui Kangbo believed that Pingxi Hou collaborated with the enemy, this is impossible, a righteous person, when he finds that his best friend has embarked on such a rebellious road, he will be the first to jump out and scold, scolding painfully.

Wycomber didn't believe it, but he didn't save it, unless, what he knew and thought at that time, was more and deeper.

Knowing that there is nothing he can do, knowing the cause and effect of the internal situation, he can only shut up.

Only when you are alive can you speak can you speak.

It's a pity that Hui Kangbo in his previous life didn't wait, he died in northern Xinjiang, and he didn't live to the day when Wen Yan and Huo Yixiao overturned the case for Pingxi Houfu.

And what about this life?

Wen Yan leaned on Huo Yixiao and said, "What can I ask from my uncle?" ”

Huo Yixiao's arm was cushioned by Wen Yan, he was not too heavy, and he could roll Wen Yan's hair with his backhand.

"I can't ask," Huo Yixiao said, "If he really knows something, if he doesn't say that the timing is wrong at that time, then it's still the wrong time now." It is impossible for him to tell the truth because of Canglangzhuang's little 'friendship'. ”

Wen Yan laughed.

That's what she guessed.

If you want Hui Kangbo to speak, at the very least, you have to turn over You Shilang who committed suicide first.

Huo Yixiao said again: "It's also possible that you're wrong, Hui Kangbo is Mingzhe to protect himself, he doesn't know anything." ”

"That's nothing," Wen Yan said, "it's a good thing." ”

From You Shilang's death to the Pingxi Houfu collaborating with the enemy, they always have to turn over, wait for Huo Yixiao to go to the military department to observe the government, and then carefully touch the bottom of it, and always put all the previous information together, step by step.

It would be great if you could get a word or two of advice from Hui Comber, but if you don't, it doesn't matter.

Besides, Wen Yan also wanted Wycomber and his two sons to survive.

Huo Yixiao is around, and there are not many friends.

He, Xu Qirun, and Xu Qize can be regarded as compatible.

The continuous firecrackers gradually stopped, and only one or two sounded from time to time.

The sleepiness swept over again, Wen Yan's eyelids sank, and he gradually fell asleep.

It was snowing outside, the north wind was howling, and at dawn the snow was piling up all over the ground.

Huo Yixiao and Wen Yan slept until noon.

Compared with the first day of the new year when everyone outside was jubilant and busy, the two of them were not so heavy in the New Year, and they were very relaxed.

In the house of the noble eunuch, the foreign wife waited outside the palace early, waiting to enter the palace to pay New Year's greetings to the nobles.

If it is not the turn, the younger generations in the family kowtow and say goodbye, which is also lively.

Huo Yixiao and Wen Yan did not enter the palace, nor did they pay New Year's greetings, and spent a day scattered.

In the third year of junior high school, the two went out.

Went to the palace to greet Concubine Huo, and then went to Huo's house to pay New Year's greetings, and then went to Yanzi Hutong, and was kept for dinner.

Huo Yixiao tasted the crab for the first time.

The crab is brought by the three-room entry into Beijing, this thing is easy to store, and it is not afraid of bad weather in cold weather.

Because Mrs. Gui likes it, this cold dish that is indispensable for Mingzhou people during the New Year has also become a must-serve dish in the New Year of Ding'an Houfu.

Even now, the old lady only tastes one bite on Chinese New Year's Eve.

The younger generations have been eating it for so many years and are used to it, but Wen Hui is still the one she likes very much.

There is only a warm banquet, not long after returning to Lin'an, the taste of the side is almost accustomed, and it is not very popular in this dish.

Seeing that Huo Yixiao was willing to try, Mrs. Gui asked him to taste the red paste first.

"The most positive taste is the paste, just like eating crabs when the autumn breeze rises," the old lady said with a smile, "On the day when Sister Yan came out of the pavilion, I prepared a flowing water table in the alley, but I didn't let this dish be served." I'm not going to let them spoil things. ”

The old lady is not stingy, but cautious.

Don't look at some of the guests who have moved from Lin'an, but after so many years, how many of them can still adapt?

What I'm most afraid of is not being able to eat, eating too much, and eating in the hospital.

Why should they be called to cause chaos on a great happy occasion?

Looking back, maybe they still arranged their wedding banquet to be unclean.

I can't manage so many guests, but my uncle wants to taste it, just one bite, so many people can still see it.

Huo Yixiao followed his words and only tasted red paste.

The crab paste is soft, ruddy in color, and smells salty with the sea breeze.

It is also salty in the mouth, and when you taste it carefully, it is full of sweetness.

It's not the same as what he imagined when he listened to Wen Yan's narration, but he didn't hate it, and even wanted to taste it two more bites.

The old lady only let him eat two bites, and no more.

If you don't adapt to this thing, you will really feel uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Huo Yixiao didn't have anything to do.

Before leaving, Wen Yan made an appointment with his brothers and sisters, and invited them to Dafeng Street as guests on the sixth day of the new year.