Morning light. The white mist is enchanting. The red sun broke through the clouds. The entire Cangjia County was shrouded in a light mist. The people within the city walls have already started their busy day.

Gu Yanzhao washed his face. He approached the battle defense map on the case and took a closer look.

They have already spared Qi Mingshan and taken Zhuyu County. He took advantage of the victory to pursue and take the neighboring Cangjia County. Because the layout is exquisite, and the combat is well prepared. It didn't take much effort.

It's just that Fucha Zhishan still follows him. In more than half a month, he had sent two groups of people to see her off. But she came back secretly. He was helpless. She refused to return to Beijing. If he doesn't keep her around, he's afraid that something will happen to her. After thinking about it, I had to leave her behind. Specially arranged the room with her. A few more people were arranged to protect her.

It's been two days since I entered the city. But he never knew what was going on. Originally, they had quelled the war. The local people should be very supportive of them. But until yesterday evening he went out into the streets to inspect the people. The people still turned away from him. Be on your guard. Even when he looked at him, there was a trace of his incomprehensible emotion in his eyes. He thought for a moment. He had to figure out the problem today. So he changed into the clothes of the local Miao family. He took a soft sword and walked out of the house. Walking under the city wall, I happened to meet Zhang Guangsi. Zhang Guangsi looked at him in surprise. smiled: "The subordinates almost didn't recognize the general. The general really looks like a handsome and extraordinary Miao guy."

Gu Yanzhao smiled lightly: "You follow me to the street to learn about the people. Just bring a few soldiers with you. Change into the clothes of the locals. Let's go."

"Yes. My subordinates will do it." Zhang Guangsi responded.

Zhang Guangsi is neat. Soon he brought a few accompanying soldiers to change into the clothes of the local Miao family. Fucha Zhishan also followed. She changed into the skirt of a local Miao girl, but she also looked very lively and cute. Gu Yanzhao smiled helplessly, her appearance was impossible, not to ask her to go. Just looking at Zhishan's smiling face. But he suddenly had a delusion. It was as if the person standing in front of him was not Zhishan. It's Suyi.

Suyi ...... What would happen if she wore the clothes of the Miao girl? Thinking of her. A slight tingling in my heart rose. There's already another person by her side. How could he think about the good and bad of her life? Took a deep breath. led a group of them to walk around the county at will.

Maybe it's because of the recent wars. The city is not very lively. On the contrary, it seems a little bleak and lonely.

Many inns and restaurants have closed their doors. A few small restaurants are still open. It's just a door. However, there is a place called "Dongfu Inn" that is still open. There are also quite a few customers. Inn liquor has always been a mixed place. Because there are ways to pass by and the local people are bored, they will drink and have fun here. All of these kinds show that the inn is a good place to learn about the local customs.

Gu Yanzhao saw that the Dongfu Inn was quite lively, so he ordered to go to the inn and make a point.

Dong Fu Inn is opened by a local Dong people. As soon as Gu Yanzhao entered the inn, he noticed a strong ethnic minority atmosphere.

It is about a gathering of people of different nationalities. Because not all dresses are the same. However, most of what they speak is the local Miao dialect. Apparently the Hmong make up the vast majority.

The shopkeeper of the inn saw that several of them were Miao people, and thought they were locals. So he asked in Miao dialect: "Are you housing or top-notch?"

Gu Yanzhao had already found a soldier who could speak Miao dialect. When the soldier saw Xiao Er's question, he replied in Miaojia dialect: "Hit the sharp. Serve some of your specialties. Two more jugs of wine."

The little two hurriedly drove away. But in a moment, two jugs of wine were served first. They're going to have to go back to military business. Therefore, it is inconvenient to drink alcohol. Gu Yanzhao couldn't help frowning when he saw the two pots of wine. The soldier saw that his face was different. Hurriedly whispered: "General. Locals love to drink. If we don't have a pot of wine for dinner, it will attract attention."

Zhang Guangsi also said: "This is true. Look at which table around you doesn't have a few jars of wine on it. We only have these two pots, and we have to keep them if we don't drink them."

Gu Yanzhao nodded in agreement. Poured myself a cup of tea. He took a sip. I heard a few Miao men at the next table talking about something. As soon as he raised his head, he looked at the soldier who could speak Miao: "Xiang Lei. What are they saying."

Xiang Lei listened with bated breath for a while and said, "They are discussing the recent war."

Gu Yanzhao shook his head. Suddenly, a loud voice rang out, and several of them were startled. Gu Yanzhao heard the sound and turned around, but saw that it was the big man at the next table who took the case. Muttering something in your mouth. His face was full of excitement, and it was clear that he was talking about impassionedness. Several people around echoed. Gu Yanzhao was only secretly annoyed in his heart. He has been in Miaojiang for more than a month. It's long overdue to learn the language of the locals. It's just that due to the busy military schedule, I haven't had any free time. Eyes glanced at Lei Lei. Xiang Lei immediately understood what he meant. He leaned in towards him and said, "This big man is humiliating our Manchu soldiers. Say we're barbarians. rob their homes, occupy their land, and insult their ancestors."

"Insult their ancestors." Gu Yanzhao asked suspiciously. They conquered their cities and sent their own men to be magistrates of the land. But how could they insult their ancestors?

Zhang Guangsi said: "The general doesn't know anything. The local people worship ghosts and gods. It is believed that the soul of a person is still wandering in the world after death. Every fifteen and a half months, cattle are slaughtered for worship. Witchcraft is also prevalent. Since my pilgrimage has forbidden superstition. More against witchcraft cults. That's why the locals feel insulting to their ancestors."

Gu Yanzhao knows it well. Xiang Lei said again: "The big man said that we deprived them of the right to use the land. and forbidden their customs and habits. Listening to what he said, it seemed to incite the people to revolt."

Fucha Zhishan will still be a teacup. He stood up. Heng Mei said coldly: "Hmph. A group of Diao people. It's really daring. How dare you say such a rebellious thing right under our noses."

She stood up suddenly. led the crowd around her to cast strange glances at her again and again. Gu Yanzhao glanced at her. He didn't speak. Fucha Zhishan's arrogance suddenly extinguished a little. Sitting down dryly. Gu Yanzhao said to Zhang Guangsi: "Who was the magistrate here before?"

Zhang Guangsi thought for a while and said, "Geng Huan. It's the Miao family. Later, the emperor sent Liu Ping, the imperial envoy of northern Shaanxi."

Gu Yanzhao thought for a while. Get up and say, "Go back to the camp. You will be the customs of several local ethnic groups in Miaojiang. Beliefs and customs, as well as the situation managed by the two officials, told me all about it."

Zhang Guangsi replied, "Yes."

"Hey...... We've just come out." Fucha Zhishan shouted in the back.

Gu Yanzhao turned around and said, "If you like to go shopping, ask them to accompany you for a walk. Vice Admiral Zhang will go back to the camp with me."

Fucha Zhishan pouted. With a face full of reluctance, he looked up and saw that Gu Yanzhao and Zhang Guangsi had already left. Only two followers remained. I lost interest all of a sudden. trotted up and followed, grabbed Gu Yanzhao's arm, and said with a smile: "If you go back, I will go back."

Zhang Guangsi saw Gu Yanzhao's tense appearance, and he only felt funny, but he couldn't hold back and didn't dare to laugh. Gu Yanzhao broke away from her hand. Wen Sheng said, "Miss doesn't have to follow me like this. I still have military affairs to deal with, so I really don't have time to spend with Miss."

Fucha Zhishan frowned and said, "I told you to call me Zhishan. You don't have time for me. But I have time for you. You can rest assured. I won't bother you if you handle military affairs."

Gu Yanzhao sighed helplessly. Nor to say anything more.

Zhang Guangsi followed behind and finally grinned. General Gu is a strategist. The general who was not shocked by the chaos was pestered by a little girl, and there was no way. How could this not make him amused?

Golden well sycamore autumn leaf yellow. The bead curtain does not roll up the night frost. The smoked cage jade pillow has no color. Lie down and listen to Nangong Qing Leak Long.

Cold wind and light rain. Autumn is deep. The sound of rain is crisp. It lingered in my ears almost all night.

The sky is slightly bright. A thin glow shone softly through the silk window. It's also hazy. Su Yi barely sleeps all night. Tossing and turning, but it is difficult to see Zhou Gong after all.

She put on a water-blue cloak and sat up. I walked to the window and opened it gently, and the cold wind was mixed with the drizzle. She was dressed thinly, but she felt that the cold wind made her shiver. Barely close another window, leaving only one. Leaning quietly in front of the window and looking out at the gray sky.

Initial recovery from a serious illness. His face was still a little sickly. A pair of clear water-cut eyes were also at a loss at this time. She didn't know what was going on in her mind. The face of Hongli Qingjun comes to mind. Sometimes he is as cold as ice. Sometimes he is gentle like water. Sometimes he is enthusiastic. Sometimes he is gloomy and tyrannical. He is the emperor. He is the king of a country. It is the honor of the Ninety-Five. Never seen him feel guilty about anyone. But he was alone with her. He said he was sorry for her. His dignified emperor of the Qing Dynasty would say sorry to her in a low voice. Su Yi still can't believe that sorry could come from his mouth. But he did. She listened so well. But she never understood the meaning of those words. Just as she couldn't understand why he lost his temper so much on a rainy night.

A wry smile tugged at her lips. Who would have thought that a cold wind would be favored by him again? She thought he had forgotten about her. It's like forgetting the beautiful flowers in the harem. But suddenly he remembered himself again. I don't know how long his favor will last this time.

When I raised my eyes, I saw a large sky above my head. It's just autumn rain. Gloomy and dim. It's as if you'll never see the light. She raised her hand to touch her cheek, but her palm felt cold. Only then did I realize that I was crying again. On her snow-white wrist hangs a jade bracelet like blue water. Yingying exudes a cold light. She remembered the man's face as warm as jade. The man's cold voice. Those starry eyes. The heart is overflowing with bitterness. Misery is infinite. He muttered, "Heaven is not old. It's hard to get rid of it. The heart is like a double wire mesh. There are thousands of knots. The night is over. The east window is not white, and the lone light is out......"