Wei Zhaohua stood quietly on the top of the valley, busy with official documents these days, and rarely came to take a look.

The scenery is still the same, and the green seems to be a little more. The pace of spring is getting closer and closer, but Wei Zhaohua does not feel warm. Things are complicated and intertwined in one place, which only makes Wei Zhaohua feel more irritable.

"County Lord, there's a letter from the capital."

Ah Yu's voice came, Wei Zhaohua's heart moved, and the corners of his mouth were a little smiling.

Wei Zhaohua sighed deeply, then turned around and walked in the direction of the barracks. It's just that what surprised Ah Yu was that the direction Wei Zhaohua was going to was not his own camp, but towards another person's camp.

"Wait for me outside." Wei Zhaohua opened his mouth and said, Ah Yu answered, and Wei Zhaohua walked inside.

In the empty tent, there was only one man sitting at his desk, holding a pen in his hand, looking at the posture, drawing something, and he was extremely fascinated. Wei Zhaohua coughed lightly twice, which relieved the man.

Seeing Wei Zhaohua, Xuan Yue's first reaction was to find a random piece of paper on the table and cover it.

Wei Zhaohua walked in the direction of Xuanyue, but he didn't break it. Even if it was a little far away, you could still tell who the painting was on. Under the bright moon, who else would be the person standing in the valley besides Wei Zhaohua?

"Why are you here?"

Xuan Yue restrained her expression, put down the pen in her hand, and bowed obediently to Wei Zhaohua.

Wei Zhaohua's face was a little smiling, "It's getting more and more unruly, I'm here, I have to inform you?" ”

"That's not what I meant." Xuan Yue opened her mouth and said, with a little loneliness in her eyes.

"Of course I know you don't mean that," Wei Zhaohua's words suddenly paused, "I'm going back to the capital." ”

Xuan Yue raised her head and met Wei Zhaohua's eyes, "You ......"

"I'll be back," Wei Zhaohua opened his mouth to take over the conversation, "but during this time, the affairs of Southern Xinjiang will have to be handled by yourself." I'll give you the power you deserve, you know what to do. ”

Xuan Yue's heart was a little more steady, but she didn't know whether she was happy or sad about Wei Zhaohua's entrustment before leaving.

I am happy that Wei Zhaohua believes in himself like this, but I am sad that I am afraid that I will not be able to see Wei Zhaohua these days. If you don't talk about it, it will take more than a month, if you say more, if the people in the capital don't want Wei Zhaohua to come back......

Wei Zhaohua stretched out his hand and rushed at Xuan Yue, habitually staying in mid-air, but found that Xuan Yue did not dodge this time.

"Why didn't you hide this time?"

"You're doing it for my good." Xuan Yue replied simply, with a little more determination on her face.

Wei Zhaohua nodded lightly and helped Xuan Yue tidy up the clothes on his body. The faint aroma of medicine lingered on the tip of Xuan Yue's nose, which made Xuan Yue slightly confused for a while.

"Nanjiang is handed over to you, don't let me down."

A voice penetrated Xuan Yue's eardrums, which brought Xuan Yue back to her senses, and there was no longer Wei Zhaohua in the position where she was standing just now. In a trance, the man was gone.

Wei Zhaohua walked out of Xuanyue's tent, looked at the sky, and smiled softly.

"Ah Yu, inform the whole army, according to the meaning of the county lord, to respect Xuanyue."

"Yes!"

When it came time to his tent, the messenger had been waiting for a long time. Perhaps because the will in his hand was too unbelievable, or the charcoal fire in the tent was still a little hot, the messenger's forehead was unconsciously covered with dense fine sweat.

Li Xuan and Ah Qing saw Wei Zhaohua come in and hurriedly saluted. The messenger came back to his senses and hurriedly followed suit.

"The envoy is tired, and it really didn't take long to see the envoy again, and the envoy is tired," Wei Zhaohua said lightly, looked at the holy decree in his hand, and gently stroked it.

"The things have been packed, if the messenger is okay, I can leave immediately!"

"Huh?" The envoy's face was even more surprised, "If the county lord says so, of course, the sooner the better." ”

When he set foot on the journey back, Wei Zhaohua didn't know why, but he was particularly attached to the days here.

The sky is cloudless, and it is very good. At a glance, the sun is shining, and people can't help but feel broad-minded.

After turning his head and taking a deep look at the military camp in southern Xinjiang, Wei Zhaohua rode away. Xuan Yue stood not far away in a daze, quietly watching a few figures gradually disappear, and the indescribable melancholy in her heart.

Behind the tent, there was still a figure hiding, watching Wei Zhaohua go away, a little more worried.

Rao is all the way fast, but it has also gone through ten days.

The closer he got to the direction of the capital, the more uneasy Wei Zhaohua felt. There is nothing in the usual debriefing, even if he is really punished for the matter of the Red Snow City Lord, there is nothing, where this uneasiness comes from, Wei Zhaohua has no way of knowing.

When standing at the gate of the palace, Wei Zhaohua actually felt a little afraid.

"County Lord, we're here!" The envoy's face was tired and tired, Rao was used to the tiring journey, but he couldn't stand the two months of being in a hurry.

Wei Zhaohua smiled reluctantly, turned over and dismounted, looked at the majestic and noble palace, and only felt that he was far away from him.

It's only been two months, and you're already so tired of life in the palace?

"See the county lord," Jiang Heng felt a little blurry in his eyes when he saw the people outside when he came out of the palace.

"Commander Jiang, long time no see."

"yes, long time no see." Jiang Heng raised his head slightly, but he couldn't see the face under the hat.

"The main county is in a hurry to ask the emperor for his post, if there is anything else, I will visit another day!"

Wei Zhaohua opened his mouth and took the lead to leave. Jiang Heng hurriedly saluted and watched Wei Zhaohua leave, with a little worry in his eyes.

The lord of Shengyipin returned to the dynasty, and all forces watched, where would Wei Zhaohua live well?

When he arrived at the imperial study, Cheng An had been waiting outside for a long time. Seeing Wei Zhaohua come in, he said a few simple greetings, and then walked in with Wei Zhaohua.

"Wei Zhaohua, the leader of Southern Xinjiang, see the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor!"

Wei Zhaohua knelt towards the ground, Shen Cuobai stood by the window, and when he looked at the people on the ground, his eyes flashed slightly. Waving his hand at Cheng An, Cheng An understood and left with a group of people in the house.

There were only two people left in the imperial study, Shen Cuobai and Wei Zhaohua, and Shen Cuobai slowly stood in front of Wei Zhaohua.

"Between you and me, no matter what your identity is, you don't have to be so polite."

"The emperor is a king, Zhaohua is a courtier, he should be like this to the emperor," Wei Zhaohua replied, his sentences sonorous, and unconsciously, he already had a bit of frontier spirit.

Shen Cuobai ignored it and stretched out his hand in front of Wei Zhaohua, Wei Zhaohua hesitated, but still stood up on his own. took a few steps back and distanced himself from Shen Cuobai.

"Your affairs in Southern Xinjiang have already spread throughout the capital, and I can ignore the matter of destroying the military talisman, and a little punishment can be regarded as an explanation to everyone. But in the matter of the Lord of Red Snow City, you must always have a suitable reason. ”

"The Lord of Red Snow City and Daduan Sui Yue are secretly colluding."

Wei Zhaohua said lightly, this matter is not a trivial matter. But the only problem is that there is no evidence. After he went to Red Snow City, he disappeared, and even when the City Lord's Mansion was destroyed, nothing was found in it.

But Wei Zhaohua believes that without evidence, the people in front of him should also believe in themselves.

Shen Cuobai's face was a little surprised, "How can you be sure?" ”

"I saw Sui Yue in Red Snow City, and the city lord also personally admitted it."

Shen Cuobai's face was a little heavy, "Is that really the case?" ”

"The emperor thinks I'm lying?" Wei Zhaohua asked.

"No, I just think you're not an impulsive person, it's not your style to cut first and then play." Shen Cuobai said, stretching out his hand and touching Wei Zhaohua's hat, Wei Zhaohua dodged sideways.

Shen Cuobai withdrew his hand that stayed in mid-air, and continued, "This matter involves a lot of confidential matters, and now there is no evidence, so it is very tricky to deal with. ”

"I know," Wei Zhaohua paused, "so I have already thought of the best solution, I stand in the southern Xinjiang, although far away from the capital thousands of mountains and rivers, but also have most of the Eastern Qi Dynasty." The emperor gave me too much power, but put me on the cusp. ”

Wei Zhaohua raised his eyes, glanced thoughtfully at Shen Cuobai in front of him, and knelt down again, "The minister implores the emperor to take back the title of Holy First Grade, county lord, no matter where you look at it, it is unreasonable." ”

"You should know in your heart what kind of status the Holy One Rank is, so do you still have to stick to your own ideas?"

"I don't dare to regret it." Wei Zhaohua bowed to Shen Cuobai, this is a great gift from the monarch and ministers.

Shen Cuobai turned his back and slowly closed his eyes, covering up the uncatchable loneliness in his heart, "Let's go back and meet Mrs. Su and Master Su first, I know what to do about this matter."

When he came out of the imperial study, Wei Zhaohua's face suddenly had a little relief.

The breath in the capital is out of breath, if it is possible, it is better to go back earlier.

Wei Zhaohua smiled bitterly, it turned out that unconsciously, he already had a little attachment to Southern Xinjiang? So if there is a war between the two Koreas one day, how should southern Xinjiang respond?

There are too many horse leather shrouds in the battlefield, so many lives, can Wei Zhaohua really bear it?

When he returned to Su Mansion, Su Chengbi had already received the news and was waiting at the door early. Looking in the direction of the palace, there was no one to be seen.

"Madame, don't worry, the county lord is not as simple as before, and there must be a lot of things to explain to the emperor when he returns to the palace, and it will naturally be late to come back."