In February of the eighth year of Changzhi, Yu Jingningsheng, the general soldier of Liaodong, captured the Great Khan Bayar of Duoyanwei and the Great Khan of Fuyuwei Sukhbaru, and the division of Duoyan Weiguo fled to the territory of Tsarist Russia, and his life and death are unknown. Since then, the Liaodong Campaign, which lasted from the end of the sixth year of Changzhi to the beginning of the eighth year of Changzhi, finally came to an end.

Under the mediation of the lords of Honglu Temple, Wuliang Ha Sanwei was merged into the Liaodong Metropolitan Division, and the Khan of Ningtaiwei Arsleng was taken down and made an earl. Since then, the three guards in the territory of Uliangha have been completely under the jurisdiction of the Liaodong Metropolitan Commander.

Chen Xuan said with a smile after finishing a lot of things, when they returned to Beijing, they would probably be just in time for the spring flowers to bloom.

Yu Zhiwei scoffed at Chen Xuan's statement, saying that it is unlikely that the spring flowers will bloom at the end of February and early March in the past two years, and it will definitely have to be delayed until April.

Sure enough, as soon as the Liaodong Battle ended, the people in Beijing couldn't sit still and wanted to summon Yu Jingning, the general soldier of Liaodong, back to Beijing.

The army packed up for a long time and finally set foot on the way home.

If it was really warmer the further south he went, Yu Zhiwei even went to the big coat on his body, and only wore a drag. Yu Jingning watched her eyelids fight. I feel like I'm going to be reprimanded in the next moment.

Yu Zhiwei flattened his mouth and said helplessly: "Don't worry, big brother, I'm wearing a jacket inside, and I can't freeze." ”

Speaking of this, she not only remembered the Gan Cao case at the beginning, but when she asked Shao Wuye to give them perjury, Yu Jingning once coaxed her to say, "It's time to pretend to be a kid in the future", who knew that it turned out to be a prophecy, she really worked as a boy in Liaodong for more than a year.

After all, Yu Jingning was a worried old hen, and after hearing her words, she still wanted to reprimand, but before she could speak, Chen Xuan's carriage came to her.

Chen Xuan lifted the car curtain, showed his head, and bowed his hand to Yu Jingning and Yu Zhiwei: "Brother Ning, little six." ”

The two brothers and sisters also returned the salute and asked, "What is the matter with Brother Zhongwen?" ”

Chen Xuan lifted the curtain and said in a deep voice: "The news I came from my eldest brother, this time not only is you going back to Beijing, but King Pingshuo is also going to Beijing, do you know?" ”

"Father wants to enter Beijing?" Yu Jingning was slightly surprised, "I don't know, my father didn't give me such news." ”

This year is the eighth year of Changzhi, and it should be the ninth year of Changzhi when the vassal king wants to enter Beijing to report on his work.

Chen Xuan snorted and said, "I probably think it's too late to deliver the letter to Liaodong, so I just need to see you in Beijing." The reason given by the one in the palace was that he had not seen it at all when he had been in war for six years. Now that the war is over, the northern border is still relatively stopped, but the time between six years to enter Beijing is too long, so it is set for this year. ”

Yu Zhiwei nodded, well, if you add the next time, it will be once every five years and once every four years, which is quite average, a good excuse.

Sure enough, Chen Xuan said: "But my eldest brother thinks that it will not be so simple, so you still have to prepare in advance, so as not to make trouble for the one in the palace to find your family again." ”

The clan of the vassal kings is prominent, but the degree of being feared by the royal family is much more serious than that of a new-school family like them, Yu Jingning almost grew up trembling in the Sacred Heart, it can't be said that it is not difficult.

Yu Zhiwei said in his heart at the time, it's over, this time I went back to Beijing, Yu Jingning couldn't have become so depressed and frustrated again? Stayed in Liaodong for nothing.

After hearing this, Yu Jingning's face turned a little colder, and he bowed his hand to Chen Xuan again, and thanked: "I know, thank you Brother Zhongwen." ”

Chen Xuan nodded, probably because he felt that the hand that lifted the curtain was a little cold by the cold wind, and he wanted to ease the atmosphere, so he changed his hand and said with a smile: "Xiao Liu is really right, I'm afraid it's too late to start spring, and now it's still cold." ”

"Not really." Yu Zhiwei shrugged his shoulders, "The winter has grown scary in the past few years, but the summer has passed in the blink of an eye, so strange." ”

"One more thing. Although I don't have a close relationship with the two of you, I'll just talk to you and listen to it, and it's a joke. Chen Xuan's face suddenly became very strange, and he raised his eyebrows and cried and laughed, "The head of the cabinet said that he wanted to build a shrine for Qiu Anren. ”

Yu Zhiwei was disgusted by this on the spot, and even suspected that Yu Jian had an unclear relationship with Qiu Anren.

What is an ancestral hall? It is to build an ancestral hall for the living, so that the living can enjoy the incense offerings, and generally only the great sages in the world have this kind of treatment.

Qiu Anren is a male favorite eunuch, how can He De let others set up an ancestral hall for him.

"Mother, I'm going to throw up." Yu Zhiwei's expression was distorted for a while, "What kind of god is it to worship Qiu Anren?" Vixen? ”

Chen Xuan was amused by her statement on the spot, and said with a smile: "About yes." Lord Yu also said, this Confucian sage made "Spring and Autumn", Qiu Yin Gong made "Classics", Yue Wu Muzhong Song received Xiangyang, Qiu Yin Gong Zhongheng received Liaodong, and both civil and military should be called sages. ”

"He wrote this "Dictionary", I admit." Yu Zhiwei's face also collapsed quickly, and Qiu Anren wrote a broken book that regulated the behavior of the children of various families in his spare time, and it felt like he had copied a lot of the remarks of the sages and sages, taking the dross and discarding its essence, all of which were clichés of "saving heavenly principles and destroying people's desires", "Then what is the matter with him taking Liaodong, the general soldiers of Liaodong are still so good that they are not dead." ”

"So it's a joke." Chen Xuan's heart was also obviously on fire, "Just say that he made the right decision to recover Liaodong, is it just a joke, and treat our group of people as dead?" ”

When it came to this, everyone was so excited that they didn't want to talk any more, so they were silent all the way.

Yu Zhiwei turned his head to look at Yu Jingning's side face, and his mood couldn't help but become complicated again.

It's not that I haven't seen the swords and swords on the battlefield in Liaodong, and it's not that I haven't seen a river of blood, and even when I get on the firearms, the flesh and blood are flying, and the stumps are all over the place, but in the end, it is a real knife and a real gun.

At that time, life and death were visible, the living were hot, beating, bright, and the dead could also be touched, and there were still remnants of the residual warmth of the blood that flowed when they were fighting.

is completely different from the feeling of powerlessness in the capital, Shan Hongguang and Gan Cao are all people who have disappeared without seeing blood, which is really terrifying. Even though there are flowers in the capital, the carved beams and paintings are all overlapping, and the shadows are abundant, and the huge hearts of small people are all placed in these four or nine cities, which makes people breathless.

The young man in the capital, even if he was working hard for Daheng's future, was stumbled by all kinds of black smoke miasma in the court. In the future, it will become a text in the history books, with only a few strokes, and I don't know what I can write, and I really don't know what I am drawing.