110 The Romantic Debt of the King of Lin'an
"It's called Ye Muzhi, this battle is beautiful, and the victory is of great significance, even if it is not an exaggeration to give him the title of marquis, but Ye Muzhi is just a concubine of Ye Zhiyuan, the squire of the military department, if he is a marquis...... It may cause dissatisfaction among the nobles. ”
Ling Xi's heart immediately pinched together, it was Ye Muzhi, it was actually him who was in the turmoil at the Xihua border, he did it, he really made achievements on the battlefield, he changed his fate, he did everything he said, but Ling Xi didn't do it.
"Isn't Your Majesty going to reward this general?" Ling Xi asked.
"Reward, must be rewarded, such a talent, I have to reuse it well, how can I not reward it generously, but Ye Muzhi's identity as a concubine is indeed not suitable for the title of marquis now, then I will crown him as a loyal uncle, enjoy ten thousand households, and hereditary replacement."
"Uncle Zhongyi." Ling Xi muttered to himself.
In Dongyu, a concubine can be crowned uncle, what a great honor, and looking at Xiang Hongxuan's appreciation of Ye Muzhi, if Ye Muzhi makes another military exploit, it will be a matter of time before he becomes a marquis. Ye Muzhi succeeded, he lived out his own world, but it's a pity...... Xiang Hongxuan walked to the door of the hall and looked at the clear blue sky, a smile leaked from his face again.
"It won't be long before General Ye will return to Yicheng, and he will also bring the King of Lin'an from Xihua to Yicheng together, Emperor Kangqing sent his young son King Lin'an to Dongyu as a hostage in order to stop the war, and said that I will dispose of it, Queen, how should I deal with this King of Lin'an?" Xiang Hongxuan suddenly turned around and said with interest.
"Your Majesty has his own holy judgment." Ling Xi said softly, she didn't have the heart to care about King Lin'an at all now.
Xiang Hongxuan's face flashed a smile of expectation, he turned around and said to himself: "I am really a little impatient, this King of Lin'an, hundreds of people dared to attack the Dongyu military camp at night, and also captured the commander, even Liu Sheng died in his hands, I heard that Xihua and Dongyu have clashed many times, and the King of Lin'an has the upper hand, this eighteen-year-old prince of Xihua is indeed very interesting." ”
Dongyu Border ......
A round of rising sun slowly rose from the sky, the sun shone on the earth, Ye Muzhi looked at the scorched earth with some life in the distance, the war was finally over, and he was going back to Yicheng.
Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves sounded not far away, and Ye Muzhi saw a young man galloping on a horse from a distance, approaching him. Immediately, the young man was heroic, and in the sun, the gold thread of the brocade dress on his body reflected the dazzling light, he was Lin'an Wang Feng Xiaotian.
"King Lin'an, the general Dongyu Ye Muzhi will escort you to Yicheng."
"It's you, what do you think? Dare to take the road where Jiang Yong and Wang Bo were ambushed, how do you know that this king is not ambushed there? "The young Feng Xiaotian is still thinking about the defeat.
Feng Xiaotian looked at Ye Muzhi, his face full of doubts.
"I don't know if King Lin'an has set up an ambush there, I only know that as long as I take that road, Dongyu will win, of course, if I encounter King Lin'an's ambush, I may die like General Jiang Yong, but it doesn't matter, the victory of Dongyu is enough." Ye Muzhi said coldly.
"There are no soldiers on the battlefield who don't want to survive, just for a posthumous mourning, is it worth it?" Feng Xiaotian frowned.
Ye Muzhi looked to the east from afar, and there was no longer anyone waiting for others in Yi City.
"I used to go to the battlefield to give the woman in my heart a bright future, but now.... It's meaningless, and if you can wrap yourself in horse leather, it's a good ending. ”
Feng Xiaotian's heart was hot, he seemed to understand the helplessness and sadness of the general in front of him, he turned his head to look at the road, and said: "It's worth it, this king loses to you, I'm convinced." ”
"Feng Xiaotian, you're just leaving?"
A woman in red ran to Feng Xiaotian's horse with anger, she grabbed the reins of the horse, her eyes were a little red and swollen, it was obvious that she had just cried.
"You go back to Yongcheng, and when you go back, tell your sister that the book king has already written, don't wait for me."
"What about me?"
Qin Hongsleeves looked at Feng Xiaotian, her tears flowed down again, a gust of wind blew, the red scarf on her head was blown up, and the teardrops were also blown away in the wind.
"If my sister-in-law and brother-in-law get involved, it's not good." Feng Xiaotian smiled bitterly and said in a low voice.
"I'm Qin Hongsleeve and not Qin Zhaozhao, where did my sister-in-law and brother-in-law come from." After Qin Hongsleeve roared angrily, a pair of crying red eyes stared straight at Feng Xiaotian.
"Qin Hongsleeve is Qin Zhaozhao."
"I said no, then it wasn't." Qin Hongsleeve said firmly with a childlike childishness.
Feng Xiaotian smiled helplessly, he lowered his head and said softly: "When this king arrives in Yicheng, maybe there will be a good luxury mansion as a lifelong cell, maybe this king will only get a glass of wine, no matter what it is, what this king is about to embark on is a road of no return, be obedient and go back." ”
"Whether it's the mountain of knives or the sea of fire, I will accompany you to break through, and I will go wherever you go. Even if you die in Dongyu, I will cremate you and take your ashes all over the country, don't you want to get rid of me. ”
Feng Xiaotian's heart twitched, he looked up to the sky and smiled, then leaned over from the horse, clasped Qin Hongsleeve's waist with one hand, and hugged her on the horse's back with all his might, hugging her tightly in front of him.