Qian Qian's life after being crowned king doesn't seem to be much different from before, she is still marching and fighting every day, and her life is very hard, but her own title has been disliked by herself many times, and it has also attracted 7788's merciless ridicule.

"Aha! Qian Chuanzi, the mother of your life must be reincarnated!! 7788 almost dropped his jaw with laughter: "She didn't give her child a bird name, and she set your title the same as that old man of Mrs. Jiang!! Hahaha! King Wu Cheng, do you want to go fishing?! ”

"Get out! You're going to fish! Qian Qian angrily rejected 7788's fall into the well.

Because Qian Qian didn't have a fiefdom, Jin Haiying got her a super simple palace in Qincheng, every time Qian Qian saw the simple big plaque with the four big characters "Wucheng Palace" written on it, she felt that these four words didn't look like "wealth and prosperity" were pleasing to the eye!

But fortunately, she didn't have much chance to stay in this "palace" that was similar to an ordinary house, she was a very busy general, leading soldiers to fight was her main business, using the cloak wrapped around her body as a tent, using the cold and hard ground as a bed, and using stones as a pillow is her daily life.

Even after the war against the Xiongnu, the situation was settled, but the defense line that had advanced 700 miles still needed to be inspected from time to time, and there would always be small groups of Xiongnu troops who came to attack, and the life at the border was still very hard.

As a prince who aspires to be stationed on the frontier for a lifetime, Qian Qian sometimes imagines his future life. She thought, probably she will be busy until she dies in this life, maybe until the day she closes her eyes, she is still busy checking the armament! It's been a fulfilling life!!

Qian Qian didn't have too many complaints on such days, she was a tasker to take points to do things, and it was right to do her job well. She just felt a little sorry for her skin, she was exposed to the wind and sun, and probably couldn't look at it, maybe she would be wrinkled at the age of twenty-five. Really! I finally got mixed up with a beautiful look, so I scrapped it...... Luckily, she didn't have much of a chance to look in the mirror, otherwise she would have been very upset!

At the end of October, it was already snowing in Qincheng, and Qian Qian sat at the head of the city and watched the fluttering snowflakes. It's the second winter......

"Your Highness!" Xia Yueran's energetic voice suddenly came from behind Qian Qian: "It turns out that you are here, tell me to find it!" ”

Qian Qian smiled, she turned her head and looked at Xia Yueran with a bit of ridicule: "What are you looking for me to do?" Didn't you say that the messengers in the capital would arrive today? Instead of waiting for your husband's letter, he came to me. ”

"I'm looking for you to take the order!" Xia Yueran dragged Qian Qian: "Jingli sent an official from the Ministry of Rites to come over and arrived with the messenger." ”

"That's it! Let's go. Qian Qian nodded, and followed Xia Yue to dye the city wall. She had expected this day for a long time, in April, she received a reminder from 7788 that the heroine had arrived.

Thinking that his task had to be completed in the capital, Qian Qian sent a letter to Ling Guijun in September, expressing his longing for his father.

Ling Guijun, who received Qian Qian's letter, was happy, and he immediately grasped the letter and found an opportunity to hang around Zhongli Fengyi, and showed his daughter's letter by the way.

When Ling Guijun appeared with Qian Qian's letter, Zhongli Fengyi happened to be in a good mood. After the youngest daughter fell seriously ill, she actually opened her mind, no longer the stupid she used to look like, she spoke and acted in an orderly manner, and her knowledge became more and more extraordinary.

But the preference for the youngest daughter does not prevent Zhongli Fengyi from caring for and fanciing Qian Qian. Her little five is a rare talent! Zhongli Fengyi looked at Qian Qian's family letter happily.

Qian Qian deliberately wrote her home in great detail, she talked about her life in Biansai, and focused on expressing her thoughts about her father and mother, and finally briefly mentioned her views on the situation of the Xiongnu. Qian Qian knew that Ling Guijun would make good use of this family letter.

As expected, Ling Guijun gave full play to the value of this family letter. When he took advantage of Zhongli Fengyi's reading Qian Qian's letter, he nagged as if puzzled: "Ah He brought a lot of snow fox skins, saying that they were agreed with Your Majesty, why don't the ministers know about this?" ”

"This kid! I still think about ......" Zhongli Fengyi's eyes showed a little nostalgia: "When Xiao Wu was a child, I asked her why she wanted to learn martial arts, and she said that there was a snow fox in the border pass, and she wanted to call me to make clothes." ”

"Your Majesty!" Ling Guijun was silent for a while and then suddenly spoke: "I miss the child." ”

"Hmm!" Zhongli Fengyi's eyes were faintly damp: "I also thought about it!" Xiao Wu has been at the border for more than a year, and I don't know if everything is okay, just the border is settled, let her take the time to come back for the Chinese New Year this year. ”

With Zhongli Fengyi's words, Qian Qian's itinerary for this winter has basically been booked. Sure enough, on this day of the first snowfall, she received a holy decree.

"Your Highness," the official of the Ministry of Rites who passed the decree smiled at Qian Qian with a flattering smile after announcing the decree: "Your Majesty misses you, let you leave for Beijing as soon as possible!" ”

"Thank you, sir!" Qian Qian smiled at the officials of the Ministry of Rites: "It's a pity that I am humble here, and I don't have anything to entertain adults." ”

"Alas~ How dare you ask His Highness to entertain!" The officials of the Ministry of Rites waved their hands again and again, and then looked around with a look of expectation: "Why don't you see General Xia?" ”

"How?" Qian Qian looked at the official of the Ministry of Rites with some curiosity: "Do you have something to do with the moon dye?" ”

"It's okay!" The officials of the Ministry of Rites shook their heads again and again: "It's just that before the minister left Beijing, General Xia Xiao's husband stopped the minister's sedan chair, and the minister must personally send a message to General Xia Xiao!" Alas! It's not that the ministers love to gossip, General Xia's husband, that temper is really ......"

I also complained about the exaggeration of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, and when Qian Qian worked hard to get back Xia Yueran, who was waiting for letters in the post house, the officials of the Ministry of Rites conveyed a sentence to her: "If you don't go home again, just wait for me to go to Qincheng to settle accounts with you!" ”

Qian Qian patted Xia Yueran's shoulder with an understanding face, Du Jinchen's posture was about to catch up with Zheng Jinyu's sticky dog. As a member of the same group who has been poisoned by sticky dogs, the experienced Qian Qian said that Xia Yueran's wisest choice is to return to Beijing as soon as possible.

"So, Your Highness, let's hurry up and go!" Xia Yueran, like Qian Qian, understood the seriousness of the situation: "If you don't leave, I'm afraid that Ah Chen will really run to Qincheng!" ”

With Xia Yueran, who was in a hurry to go home to coax her husband, Qian Qian didn't have time to complete the last patrol of the year, so he hurriedly said goodbye to Jin Haiying and Su Kui and hurriedly returned to Beijing.