Wolf smoke, beacon fire, and the fighting on the battlefield seem to be still vivid, but if today's battle situation is said by Xi Yan, it is just a few battle reports that are passed on the bookcase from time to time, and when he is in a good mood, he also comments a few words, and when he has no intention of looking at it, he will put it aside casually after reading it.

But when this battle report that was still dusty came, Xi Yan pondered for a long time, and after annihilating most of the main forces of Northern Qin in Zishui Gorge and forcing Fu Mang to commit suicide, Qi An did not stop, gathered nearly 500,000 Northwest Army, and drove to Chongdu in a mighty manner.

Hatred still didn't stop him from slaughtering.

It was also this year that the stormy country of Dazhao fell.

Chongdu was besieged by the Northwest Army under Qi'an for 11 months, and was finally captured by the rebels, when the city gate was breached, the originally prosperous capital had long been withered and barren, the once noisy and lively Shifang Street did not hear sheng songs, and the plaques of the Qinglou taverns were also covered with dust, and the small people in the city who were originally safe and guarded by themselves had long since disappeared.

The vast majority of the nobles of Dazhao have fled before the siege of the city, and when the northwest army is approaching the city, only the imperial army directly under the royal family is left at the head of the city, and the emperor has also died in the year of the siege, and on the day of the city break, the new emperor who has just ascended the throne for less than two months committed suicide in the forest of the mountain behind the palace.

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After returning from the northwest for only a year, the world was full of disputes, the elderly Situ He gathered his original family army, and recruited a large number of displaced people to form a new army to resist the northwest army under Qi An.

Xi Yan and An Ruofei had already held a wedding ceremony, but on the day of their wedding, it was drizzling in Anding City, although the rain wet the red silk hanging all over Anding City, but it could not hide the joy and peace in the city.

The news of their wedding almost spread throughout the world, and even Qi An, who was busy with his busy schedule, sent someone to send congratulatory gifts, and on the night of the wedding banquet, Meng Qingye, as a witness and the only elder present, was almost drunk.

The thrush bird under the corridor is crying, An Ruofei has long since lost her former bun, and on the first day after marriage, she combed a green silk into an atmospheric plum blossom bun, and the whole person looks more dignified.

In the past, when she was not out of the cabinet, she secretly coiled her hair in the mirror when no one was around, and she looked like she could only comb it after marriage, but when she really combed all her hair, she suddenly felt that her mood was different from that year...... It's just that I finally entrusted it to the best.

The tea smoke in the cup gradually dissipated, Xi Yan was still dealing with business in the study, An Ruofei walked behind him lightly and changed him into new tea just in time.

"I've seen you tired a lot these days, and you've been coughing ...... at night."

Xi Yan put the pen aside, naturally took the teacup, took a sip and said: "What can be done, although the Southwest Army has recruited 200,000, the shortage of war horses is always a big problem...... They all have to go to Daqingguan. ”

"How can you be in a hurry?" An Ruofei stood aside to help him study the ink, and complained a little, "The war horse can get in, but the body is broken, do you still want to care about these people in Lingjiang?" Listen to me, you won't think about these things when you go home in the future, and relax your mind, otherwise you will fall asleep and your heart will still be tired. ”

"Okay, that's up to you," although Xi Yan's tone was impatient, his eyes were still full of tenderness when he looked at her, "You are in charge of your head and feet all day long, and you are not as young as before." ”

An Ruofei glanced at him, and then smiled again: "If you are tired of it, marry another good wife, why bother to wronged yourself?" ”

"Nonsense," Xi Yan stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around her waist and let her sit on top of her, "As early as when the cave room was spent on the night of candles, I said that I would only marry one wife in this life, and the best people in the world are pillow people, what else should I do?" ”

Both of them laughed, and after getting along for a long time, they had long since lost their former restraints, but their feelings for each other were still as strong as before.

It's raining in the sky again, Lingjiang has never been rainy, and it's even more so in summer, An Ruofei didn't close the window, just let the rain blow into the house, and brought a little coolness.

"It will rain this summer, and there will be a good harvest in autumn, and you can also put down your heart."

Xi Yan smiled and nodded, it didn't rain for a long time last summer, and it was almost a bad year, and when she was so anxious that she couldn't sleep all night, she was even more anxious than herself. It's just that she is worried about Li Min's livelihood, but what she is worried about is her own body.

"There is no need to worry about Lingjiang, but other places are not good, this year's summer, there has been no rain in the north of the water, and there are even more rebels, Qi An must have been anxious about this."

An Ruofei couldn't help frowning and asked, "If that's the case, then why did he send troops due south to fight the Situ family's territory, isn't it good to rest?" ”

Xi Yan rubbed her head and explained: "If he doesn't send troops, Situ He will also send troops to the Northern Expedition...... The livelihood of the people is really nothing. ”

"Are you boasting about your wisdom again?" An Ruofei tidied up his somewhat disheveled clothes and quipped, "Every time you mention Gongzi Qi, you must talk about your own good openly and secretly...... For fear of being compared. ”

"You...... Say what you are good about. ”

Xi Yan got up and pulled her to the bottom of the corridor, An Ruofei didn't know why, so he asked, "It's still raining, why do you want to go out?" ”

Xi Yan refused to speak, only held her hand and kept going to the back garden. An Ruofei knew that he had a problem with trickery, so he simply relaxed, and just followed him step by step.

Walking through the winding corridor, the raindrops fell down the eaves of the corridor, and the wind blew the rain, but it was like a bead curtain in the air.

When Fang Xing arrived at the back garden, a maid came over to hold an umbrella, Xi Yan took it with one hand, and took her to the lake.

"What's that?"

An Ruofei exclaimed in a low voice, raised his hand to point to the center of the lake, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at Xi Yan.

On a stone platform in the middle of the lake, a huge white crystal jar stands there, the rain has filled the water tank early, from the outside, the crystal jar is clear and transparent, without a trace of impurities.

The rain stopped, the sky gradually turned blue, and in just a moment, the golden sun sprinkled down.

Xi Yan raised his hand lightly and pointed to the white jade shadow wall on the other side of the lake, and at this moment, the sunlight passed through the crystal jar and cast a lingering rainbow on the shadow wall.

"Tomorrow is your birthday, and I would have prepared some clothes and jewelry, but those things feel tacky when sent around, so I thought of this idea, do you still like it?"

An Ruofei was speechless with joy, the rainbow glow on the shadow wall was reflected in her eyes, and the already moist pupils were like spring water.

"I like it, you put such a lot of thought into it, I naturally like ......"

What she likes is not the rainbow, but that Xi Yan is willing to spend such a thought for her, and she is more willing to take her to heart.

Xi Yan laughed softly, as if he had let go of a very important matter, and An Ruofei also laughed, and the laughter echoed on the water pavilion, just like the laughter that drifted far away when he was in the high-rise buildings in Chongdu City.

Xi Yan remembered what she looked like back then, but what An Ruofei remembered was the warmth he gave repeatedly when he was in a desperate situation.