The commander of the three armies, when he learned of the death of the regent.

The multi-day snowstorm came to a halt.

The food and grass of the army in the rear of the Beidi people burst into flames.

For a time, the situation took a sharp turn, and the Beidi people lost the decisive condition for victory.

They bluntly said that this was the spirit of the regent, who was protecting Daduan.

The three armies were the first to strike, and the remaining 120,000 troops of Beidi were beaten without the power to fight back.

As a young coach, Yuan Qi is brave and indomitable, which also convinces this group of soldiers.

He carried Gu Yao's red tassel gun on his back and returned to the court with the soldiers who had won the battle.

The three armies opened their faces, and the people greeted each other with carols along the road......

Yuan Qi's face never smiled.

After nearly three months' journey, from the cold and windy northland, when I arrived in Yandu, even the spring breeze brought a little heat.

Yuan Qi came back at the tail of spring.

Yandu Imperial City, the city gate is wide open, and the Son of Heaven welcomes it in person.

supreme glory, but it can't make his eyebrows stretch for half a minute.

When the people of Daduan learned of the regent's death, they hung white lanterns on their own.

Yuan Qi looked at the white lanterns all over the city, and finally couldn't help but reddened his eyes again.

In the distance, the bright yellow figure stood in place, not daring to step forward.

"The Emperor's ......"

Yuan Qi dismounted, walked quickly to the panicked young man, and knelt on the ground with his fists clenched.

Yuwen Jue looked at him in a daze with the red tassel gun behind his back, and asked softly:

"Where's Uncle Huang...... She, why didn't she come back? “

Yuan Qi's throat tightened, and he forcibly endured the sourness and guilt, and said:

"In order to save the minister, the regent died in a rain of arrows, and the minister deserves to die....."

"The minister has sworn to the regent that as long as the minister lives for one day, he will protect the peace of Daduan and protect the emperor's peace and security......"

Seeing that Yuan Qi actually bowed down to him, Yu Wenjue realized something, and he could almost think that Gu Yao had given himself to Yuan Qi like a lonely person before he died.

He leaned over, held Yuan Qidi's arm, and asked in a trembling voice:

"My imperial uncle, she..... What are the words left? “

Yuan Qi's eyes were even more sad, he lowered his head, and said in a choked voice:

"The regent said that he could not say goodbye to the emperor...... I left a letter for the minister to hand over to you. “

Yu Wenjue took the letter, his eyebrows were worried, everyone was singing the praises of the regent's heroism in sacrificing his life for the country, only he couldn't help but feel distressed.

He didn't even dare to open the letter at this moment, for fear that he would cry out in front of the people of the imperial city and damage the prestige of the Son of Heaven.

Holding his surname tightly in his hand, he tried to squeeze out a smile and said in a loud voice:

"You are all heroes of Daduan, traveling thousands of miles, tiring boats and cars, today you should go back early to rest, and tomorrow, I will set up a hundred official banquets to reward the three armies!"

When all the soldiers heard this, they thanked them in unison.

Yu Wenjue looked at Yuan Qi, and only then did he realize that the young man who was high-spirited at the beginning was now covered with wind and frost, and his heart was also shaken.

"Thank you, Brother Yuan."

He looked at the red tassel gun that Yuan Qi was carrying, and said solemnly:

"I can't promise you anything, but I swear that I will not fail you and Uncle Huang...... These thousands of miles of rivers and mountains that I guard! ”

The young man's resolute face already had the responsibility of the emperor, Yuan Qi looked at him, and his eyebrows, which had been depressed for many days, finally relaxed......

Yuwen Jue returned to the palace.

He shut himself in his study and didn't say a word for a long time.

The bloodstained letter was lying quietly on his bookcase, and on the envelope, the words 'Ah Jue personally opened' were already blurred.

Yuwen Jue looked at those words in a daze, but he didn't have the courage to open the letter.

This is the last words of the imperial uncle, left in the world.

It seems that as long as he opens it and looks at it, in this life, there will be no hope for the side.

"Your Majesty...... Dinner is here, why don't you use some? “

Li De knocked worriedly on the door outside, and Yu Wenjue finally came back to his senses.

Suppressing the grief of his heart, he finally reached out and carefully opened the letter.