Huo Chengjun heard that Huo Guang was willing to marry Han Zhuang for himself, and he knew that the choice of these people who did not jump was nothing more than to keep himself away from the hustle and bustle of the imperial court, and the mother of Shangguan was the best example.

In the cold winter wax moon, the sunlight rarely penetrates the bamboo leaves, hits the wooden window, and penetrates a few wisps of lazy sun, Huo Chengjun pushes the window and looks, only to see that the winter sun is just right, so he opens the door, and for a moment, he habitually raises his hand to block the oncoming dazzling light, but finds that the sunlight is just right, and it will not illuminate people's eyes, but it can be looked at head-on, reflected on the snowflakes that have not fallen, and it is more crystal clear, and it seems that all the emotions have also disappeared at this moment, and suddenly brightened.

Huo Chengjun looked down at the snowman that Huo Guang had built with his own hands, but it was just a little smaller, and his appearance had not changed, so he lifted the corner of his skirt and trotted over, with a bright smile on his face, squatted down, and stroked the little snowman, but he was afraid that he would break it, so he desperately lightened his strength.

Seeing her like this, Yunping and Yunling looked at each other and smiled, then followed, "Miss, the master's hands are so skillful, not only can he hold a sword to fight, but he can also do these things." Yunling looked at the snowman in front of him, with envy in his eyes, when he was young, his father seemed to have piled one for himself, but since he went home at the beginning of the year, he has never seen it again, and he can't help but feel homesick again.

Before Yunling could immerse himself in his own body, Yunping said, "No wonder Miss can't pick a husband well, I just want to find someone like the master, I'm afraid I can't find it!" There was a bit of schadenfreude in Yunping's language.

"Tsk, you little hooves, it's really itchy, I told my mother, see if you don't beg for mercy!" Huo Chengjun was said by Yunping's little face and turned red, how could there be such a thing as Yunping, a woman in the boudoir, she was shy when she heard such words.

When Huo Guang learned from Huo Chengjun that she was really willing to be the master of her own affairs, she immediately began to arrange the selection of the best son-in-law, but unfortunately Huo Guang had not yet selected, Huo Xian had already rushed to the study angrily, "The concubine heard that the master is choosing a husband for Chengjun, why is this, Chengjun is the pearl of our palm, then Han Zeng still can't get into my eyes, besides, those individuals, this mind master still has to worry about it, Chengjun's marriage, the concubine has her own arrangements." ”

"What are your arrangements?" Huo Guang was afraid that Huo Xian would do something, but to be honest, if he really let him choose, he couldn't choose well, and as Huo Xian said, he always felt that his daughter was unworthy, and if her arrangement was reliable, it would be fine, so she would save herself from thinking about it.

"Master, wait with peace of mind, the concubine has given Cheng Jun a hexagram, Cheng Jun is the life of the noble, so the master doesn't have to worry." Seeing that Huo Guang was loose, Huo Xian immediately softened his attitude and said his opinion, although Huo Guang was skeptical, but since she said so, it was arranged by her, who knew that she ended up with a big accident for herself.

"Mo Ke is nonsense!" This sentence also shows Huo Guang's permission, the mother always knows her daughter, and Huo Guang believes that the person chosen by Huo Xian will satisfy Huo Chengjun.

After Huo Xian got Huo Guang's consent, he immediately smiled, as if everything was confident, but he never saw Huo Xian's actions, and then whenever Huo Guang asked about it, Huo Xian only replied, "Don't worry, master, will the concubine still harm Chengjun?" Since then, Huo Guang has never mentioned this matter, and only left it to Huo Xian to take care of.

Taking advantage of the warm sun, Liu Ai has also taken Xu Pingjun to the imperial garden to relax, Liu Ai has also been afraid that Xu Pingjun will be stuffy in the room, and his face seems to be more haggard in the past few days, thinking that it is caused by not seeing the sun for too long, the two of them went to the imperial garden and the wind pavilion hand in hand, enjoying the scenery and laughing, when seeing the gentle smile on Xu Pingjun's face, Liu Ai's heart has been put down a lot, along the way, Liu Ai has always supported Xu Pingjun to Xu Pingjun, and took care of him carefully.

Seeing that the New Year is getting closer and closer, Liu Ai no longer has to go to the early dynasty, so he accompanies Xu Pingjun every day, because he can't rest assured, he once again moved the chapter to the Jiaofang Palace, just when Liu Ai has read the chapter in the hands of the reader, only to hear Xu Pingjun behind him, "Sick, I want to go back to Changding Palace?" Her expression seemed to have been decided after thinking for a long time, and her face was solemn.

"Why do you suddenly want to go back there, but what's wrong with the Jiaofang Palace?" Regarding Xu Pingjun's sudden question, Liu Yi was not only puzzled, but also a little uneasy, his heart immediately lifted, put down the music in his hand, and walked to Xu Pingjun's side, in addition to the trace of worry in his voice, he was as concerned as ever.

"It's not that Jiaofang Hall is bad, it's just that I suddenly want to go back, and you said it's okay to be sick?" Xu Pingjun said truthfully, her own body is very clear, although the imperial doctor and Chun Yuyan both said that it has gradually improved, but she herself feels that the spirit is getting shorter day by day, the more so, and I don't know why, the more I want to go back to Changding Palace, and I want to come to Xu because when Fang entered the palace, he lived in Changding Palace.

Liu Yi had already stroked Xu Pingjun's hair, took it into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "Pingjun, it's not that I don't want you to go back there, I'm worried that your body can withstand such a toss, so when you get better, you still want to go back, let's move over?" "I don't know how much thought it takes to go back and forth, Liu Yi has only felt that she is good, how can it be if she is tired again.

Who knew that Xu Pingjun, who wanted to come to the gentle and lovely people, didn't listen to anything this time, "I'm sick, I just want to go back, these things can be cleaned up by Mei Yin, as long as the two of us go over." Xu Pingjun's eyes were full of expectation, although Liu was already puzzled, but no matter what, he couldn't bear to refuse again.

"Okay, but Changding Palace has been a resident for a long time, and it must be cleaned up so that it will not be full of dust, and it will be the New Year in a few days, and the day of dust removal has passed, how about the next year?" This is the result of Liu Ai's compromise, Xu Pingjun can't even disobey anymore, and Liu Ai's words are reasonable, so he nodded and agreed.

Chang'an City is finally sunny after the snow, presumably to welcome the New Year with this warm sun, but the border pass is not so lucky, the desert is even the sky, only feel dry mouth, and this piece of land, where is the New Year's gas, the only lucky may be the New Year's will cease war, but if the Huns come to attack at this time, but if they see the Hun camp at this time, how can they ignore it, and they will definitely be annihilated in one fell swoop, so, for the people at the border pass, where is the New Year's Day or not, only when can the Huns be expelled, establish military exploits, and then can triumphantly return to Chang'an City to receive rewards, Seeing the family members who had been absent for a long time, when the row of peace in Chang'an City was peaceful, the border pass was full of fighting spirit, because these soldiers also wanted to return to their hometowns to see.

Where there is a Xiongnu camp, there is the sound of shouting and killing, there is the light of the collision of swords and halberds, there is a place where blood stains the red grassland, there is the figure of the Han soldiers, Han Zeng, Fan Mingyou, General Zhao and others are no exception, but only the imperial historian Tian Guangming is very puzzled, he did not kill the enemy, but when he heard that there was an enemy army in front, he ordered to retreat, when he made peace with the other four armies, he only said, "I have a heart, I am afraid that this body is unwilling, once I come here, I will not adapt to the water and soil, dizzy, it is not my greed for life and death, I was afraid that the main general was not good at fighting, which would affect the morale of the army, and the people who came to report it were speculating, so I didn't go. "Tian Guangming's reasons are hard to distinguish between true and false, anyway, it's true that Zhao Chongguo didn't buy it.

"Aren't you afraid, such a flight will also mess up the morale of the army, how should you shoulder this responsibility?" For Zhao Chongguo, who has fought all his life, he has never heard of a general who left without a fight because he was unwell and because he was not accustomed to the water and soil, which Lao Zhao couldn't accept.

Among these people, except for Taishou Tian Shun, who led the troops for the first time, the rest of the people were frowning, not only Zhao Chongguo had never seen it, but they had never heard of it, Han Zeng smiled evilly, "General Tian is worthy of being the imperial doctor, we rough people really don't know that there is still a saying that the water and soil are not adapted to the battlefield and do not fight, it must be that Han someone is shallow, and today Doctor Meng taught and taught." ”

No one can hear the sarcasm in Han Zeng's words, but Tian Guangming and Tian Shun didn't dare to talk back to him, Fan Mingyou and Zhao Chongguo stood on Han Zeng's side, disdainful of Tian Guangming's behavior, for a while, only Han Zeng was left The evil smile on his face became more and more magnified, and the rest was a dead silence.

"Okay, okay, this matter will be made clear to Your Majesty when you return to Chang'an, and everything will be decided by Your Majesty." Fan Mingyou spoke out to resolve this silent embarrassment, and at the same time decided to write a letter to Huo Guang about what he heard today, and sent it to Huo Guang to know, although he did not dare to agree with Tian Guangming's approach, but he was also his father-in-law's person, Fan Mingyou thought it was necessary to talk to Huo Guang in detail about these things, so that Huo Guang could be prepared.

Also thinking the same thing as Fan Mingyou were Han Zeng and Zhao Chongguo, who had already formed a friendship when they fled Chang'an City together, and the two of them wanted to write a report on the affairs of the military to Liu Ai.

One night of candlelight busy, the second day is still ten thousand rolls of banners set off in five ways, looking for the place where the Huns live, hoping that after this war the Huns will no longer disturb the border of the Han Dynasty, thinking of the world of the country, everyone's spirit suddenly shook a lot, after all, there is no country where there is a small family, but I am afraid that they can only end up with one, I don't know where to find the sad scene of the hometown.

The cold wind blowing at the border pass made the flag "rattle", and the blow on the face, but because of the dryness blowing the life pain, but no one had any complaints, only knew to set off forward, only knew that they could only win this battle and could not be defeated, looking at it, all high-spirited people, all with some young and childish people, looking for the old general to look at this young face, as if returning to the first time he went out many years ago, and just like them, he glanced at the white beard, as if the warm sun of Chang'an City had been reflected in Zhao Chongguo's heart, Sooner or later, the world will belong to this group of young people, and they will eventually withdraw from this prosperous stage.