The silver bronze pipano, the slanting saddle dark moon, the west wind blows long.

The wind swept up the yellow sand and dust of the wilderness, shaking the entire tent of the barracks, and in the main tent, the lamps and candles flickered, and the light of the tent door flashed in a flash.

"General."

Xie Wufu knelt on the side of the desk, the boiling pot warmed the wine, a clear stream poured down from the mouth of the pot at his fingertips, he filled a whole bowl, and pushed the missing pottery bowl in front of Meng Jinghuai.

The spicy wine sealed his throat, Meng Jinghuai's face was steady, he raised his eyes, and stared at him:

"Since when did someone doubt me?"

Xie Wuyu wrapped up the white robe, with his usual smile on his eyebrows, he put it aside, and there was a sound on the case: "Since you got married." ”

Meng Jinghuai's face showed three points Sure enough, he raised his head, and his unfazed face moved slightly as his voice grew:

"Found you?"

Xie Wuyu chuckled, but as if he had embedded all the cold wind outside the camp tent into his eyebrows, he snorted, and spit out the words:

"Plus that Xue He is only three people, and the other two are all old ministers who came to visit, but I think they are old, and they are out of my dark pavilion, and they died of illness after a short time."

Meng Jinghuai glanced at him, then lowered his eyes, and the bamboo slips on his side were scattered and spread all over the ground:

"What was the unfinished sentence you didn't finish when you withdrew today?"

The chill on Xie Wu's brow dissipated a little, he raised his hand to hold the pot, and then filled the empty cup in front of Meng Jinghuai, and the smooth sound of falling wine was particularly clear in the camp tent in the middle of the night.

Meng Jinghuai stared at the wine cup on the case and was silent.

"General."

Xie Wuyu turned sideways and put the wine jug back on the stove on his side, his eyes swept over the little Buddha bell on Meng Jinghuai's waist, and then he took away the meaning in his eyes as if nothing happened, and then raised his eyes to look at Meng Jinghuai, and straightened his complexion:

"The desertion is after the rain, and the lonely Liao is the decline of Wei Xia."

"I don't know the straight word you are asking for, is it time?"

Meng Jinghuai's eyes flashed.

The golden black covered the clouds, and the white light between heaven and earth appeared.

"That chess has long been lost."

After a long time, Meng Jinghuai raised the cup on the case and drank it all, brushed the wine stains from his mouth with his big palm, and smiled rarely: "Do you guess that Xue Hewei will come?" ”

Xie Wuyu's eyebrows were smiling, he raised his glass to signal, and drank all the warm wine in his cup, his eyes full of clarity:

"Yes."

Meng Jinghuai raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Xie Wuyu smiled a little, and said lightly: "If you say it today, he thinks there is a dawn." ”

Meng Jing's eyes were sarcastic, Shen Xiang and Emperor Wei were just suspicious of him, but Xue Hewei's words and actions today were as if he had already recognized him.

He was about to say something, when hurried footsteps came from outside, stood outside the tent, and whispered:

"General—the man is coming."

Xie Wuyu glanced at Meng Jinghuai, and his eyes were full of certainty.

Meng Jinghuai's face calmed down, and he said in a deep voice: "Come in." ”

The deputy general outside the tent was ordered, lifted the curtain and entered, and behind him was Xue Hewei on the city wall today.

It is also a loss that most of the people in the current Yan camp are people who support Meng Jinghuai, and the remaining half of them are also hating Emperor Wei and Mingzhe to protect their lives.

Xie Wuyu's sentence that Wei Xia has declined is a matter known to the world.

Otherwise, how would they dare to be so blatant today.

"I've seen General Meng."

As soon as Xue Hewei entered, he walked straight to Meng Jinghuai and knelt down in his robe.

Meng Jinghuai's eyes moved slightly, and his side eyes handed the deputy general a wave of eyes, and the deputy general retreated.

The cold wind entered the curtain that had been lifted, blew the lamps and candles in the tent, and the three of them formed a shadow, and after half a sound, they returned to calm.

Meng Jinghuai half-closed his eyes and didn't make a sound, and Xie Wuyu on the side was even more silent.

Xue Hewei at the bottom gritted his teeth, his whole body muscles tightened, and his tone was extremely low:

"General Meng, I entered the camp alone to meet the appointment, I don't know if I can change your words."

Meng Jinghuai's back straightened, his eyes lifted, sharp as a blade, and he opened his mouth coldly: "Ming people don't say secret words. ”

Xue Hewei's eyes swept to Xie Wuyu next door, made a decision, and then gave his hand, which was about to be forced out:

"I don't know what the humble city wall says, can the general agree?"

Meng Jinghuai looked at him with a smile, as if he was in a hurry: "I don't understand what you're talking about." ”

Xue Hewei was stunned for a moment by Meng Jinghuai's rare smile, and a coldness went into his heart, he raised his eyes, and his voice also raised a little:

"General—"

Xie Wuyu finally raised his eyes, glanced at it lightly, and picked up the bone fan on the case to play.

Xue He swallowed his saliva silently, his fingers were stiff, bent and semi-convex on the handle of the Tang knife, the cold touch came up through the nerve center, and the water of sticky, paste, wet, Laos and Laos was oozing sweat.

In the middle of the sound, he finally got down on his knees, unloaded the Tang knife, put it on the ground, pushed it forward, and then lowered his head, and the syllables were squeezed out from the depths of his throat:

"Humble post at the age of twelve into the barracks, has been more than fifty years old, after two dynasties, Yan Ben puppet dynasty, now see Emperor Wei brutal, the people's hearts are lost, humble only want to help the righteous, restore my Zhao prosperous era——"

Xue Hewei's face was flushed, and his voice was in his heart, and he kowtowed suddenly:

"Humble duty, knock on His Royal Highness the Nine Emperor Princes!"