Early the next morning, not long after the door opened, the whole Chang'an City dream woke up, different from the past, many people, are rushing to the direction of Mingdemen, their female prince is going to go on the expedition today.

There were quite a few people who were born short, all jumping up and down, like fleas, and stretched their necks to see what they looked like, but they really couldn't see the prince's face, so they asked anxiously, "What's the matter?" How? ”

The one standing in the front row said triumphantly: "The prince took the lead, followed by two female generals, both wearing armor, and they couldn't see anything." ”

He Zhichun rode on a tall horse, maintaining a upright posture, and looked at the saint who was still chattering there and boosting morale.

"Daddy, can you hurry up and finish? I'm going to be killed! And in the winter, this armor is really cool to wear! ”

In case of snow again, good guys, the terracotta warriors and horses don't need to do it, just dig a pit and bury this group of people who have been frozen into pimples because they listened to the emperor's tirade.

The saint's nose is a little itchy, and whoever doesn't want to die is talking about me in the abdomen, I'm going to sneeze!

How could the emperor sneeze in front of the people, one of his sneezes, Daqing would tremble.

He thought about it, glanced at Gonggong Bao, saw him trembling on the side, and finally reluctantly admitted that it was a little cold today, and the remaining ten pages of splendid articles would not be mentioned.

The saint stopped, and the soldiers under the tower breathed a sigh of relief, can they finally go to war? The boiling blood is going to be cold by you.

"Drink!" The saint said in a loud voice.

He Zhichun picked up the wine bowl and drank it all. The white wine went down to the stomach, starting from the throat, it was as hot as a knife cut, the entire chest cavity seemed to be on fire, and sweat broke out on the forehead.

Then as the saint threw the wine bowl to the ground, He Zhichun also threw the wine bowl, only to hear the sound of clanging, and the bowl shattered to the ground.

There were also a few incongruous sounds, muffled, He Zhichun thought that there was no one whose bowl was not broken.

She followed the sound, and when she saw the fun, there were actually a few soldiers who poured directly after drinking, is this the legendary cup of pouring?

In order to show that he was rich and loved the soldiers, the saints used the strongest flame wine in their records.

The British old man's face is a little unbearable, you useless things, you are a dead person!

The saint's face was also a little dark, he thought, hurriedly picked up the drumstick, and knocked the song of King Qin's breaking formation.

When all the soldiers heard this, their hearts surged, and the saint actually beat the drum for them himself!

To the beat of the drums, many people took out various weapons such as long swords and long grasses, and began to dance with the drums.

Only He Zhichun and Cui Yun did not move.

Li Tian on the side was in a hurry, "Ah Qiao, Ah Yun, you guys are jumping quickly, it's too dazzling!" ”

He Zhichun glanced at a layer of broken bowl slag on the ground, "If you don't want to pierce your eyes, you have to pierce your feet!" ”

Cui Yun was even more direct, "I won't, what kind of song is this?" ”

With a slam of the sledgehammer in Li Tian's hand, He Zhichun immediately drew his long sword and danced.

Cui Yun is even more of a spirit, carrying a spear, and she will jump as much as she sees He Zhichun jumping.

Li Tian finally felt pleasing to the eye, a little girl, dare not listen to the old lady's words!

After another toss, finally the gloomy sky revealed a glimmer of the sun's light.

He Zhichun looked at it, happy, she finally found a way not to stick her feet, she said, pointed to the sun with her finger, and shouted, "God bless Daqing, this battle will be won!" ”

Everyone looked in her direction, and sure enough, they saw that the dark clouds had dispersed and the sun was beginning to clear, and they were all excited.

Outside the entire Mingde Gate, there is a neat and tidy "God bless Daqing, this battle will be won".

Li Tian rolled his eyes, turned over and got on his horse, and the army officially started!

Songzhou is 1,500 miles away from Chang'an City, and even if they travel 150 miles a day, it will take 10 days to reach it.

After riding a horse for an hour, I felt fresh, and after riding a horse for several days, He Zhichun only had one feeling, and the skin on both sides of his thighs was about to be worn out.

The army marched for five days, encountered a wind and snow, and the British simply found a Zhuangzi, let the army take shelter for a while, gallop for five days, and they should also trim themselves.

Because it is the time of agricultural leisure, the Zhuangzi is lively, the atmosphere of the New Year has not yet dispersed, the door is still pasted with red spring couplets, and the window is pasted with freshly cut window flowers.

There are those rich people, and there are red lanterns, so festive, I can't see at all that the country is in a civil war.

He Zhichun was a little embarrassed, the people eat well and dress well, have money to marry women and daughters, and some people have extra money to send fine men to study and learn calligraphy, isn't it a good life?

When the war really started, it was the common people who suffered.

The British Duke chose the largest family in the village for He Zhichun, "Your Highness has been wronged, so you can avoid the wind and snow." ”

He Zhichun smiled, "This is already very good, when I was young, my family was far less than this." ”

The British public was a little embarrassed to hear it.

However, the owner of the courtyard was quite embarrassed, "Master Jun, it is really my mansion, there are already two nobles living in this house, both of them are female dependents, and they are cold and snowy, and if you drive them out, I am afraid that they will die." ”

The British Duke is not the kind of person with the heart of a tiger and wolf, so he suddenly turned his head and asked, "Your Highness, then let's choose another place, after all, there is one who comes first and comes first." ”

He Zhichun nodded, she didn't have to live here, she said that it was the best village house, but it was actually only a little better than the one next to her.

As he spoke, he saw a richly dressed lady and walked out, only to see that she was wearing a pure blue skirt embroidered with large peonies, wearing a fox fur cloak, and holding a hand warmer carved with the four directions.

"Please Your Highness, the wind and snow are heavy, Your Highness might as well rest here, I am also cheeky and kiss His Highness."

He Zhichun looked at the visitor with a smile, "It turned out to be the uncle of the Zheng family, it was really fate." ”

The person who came was not someone else, it was Zheng Renkai's wife Fang Fengzhen.

Fang Fengzhen sighed, with a bitter face, "This is not fate. Does Your Highness know where the Song Zhou army has fought? My husband guards Chenzhou. A few years ago was my father's third anniversary, so I took the child back to Chang'an for the New Year's Festival, but I didn't expect ......"

In the year of Fang Gong's death, Zheng Renkai came to Chang'an City to take up his post, and was transferred from Laizhou to Chenzhou.

Chenzhou is located in the southwest of Songzhou, and the two states are adjacent to each other.

Because Chang'an City is in the direction of Songzhou, if King Wu wants to fight Chang'an and break through the western gateway, the most likely is to hit Chenzhou, or Caozhou in his northwest.

He Zhichun thought that what Fang Fengzhen said should be true, the places near Chang'an City attach great importance to the third anniversary festival, and those who keep filial piety have also been officially removed. It's just that she knew about the crisis in Chenzhou, and she rushed back with her children, but she was really a heroine among women!

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