Seeing that he couldn't bluff his son, Wang Quanquan couldn't hold it on his face, and said shortly:

"You kid, don't think you've hidden the Spring Palace map, I don't know, my father came from your age."

The young man immediately blushed when he heard this, and said with some annoyance:

"Who stole the Spring Palace map?"

"Isn't it a spring palace diagram?" The king continued to ask.

The young man got up suddenly, and was just about to speak, when a letter happened to slip out of his arms and fell to the ground, Wang Quanquan smelled the gossip, and hurriedly stretched his neck to look at it, and when he saw the words "嫒曝覝語動" written on the envelope, he immediately understood:

"Oh, I miss your sister Pan?"

"No, I'm looking at the Spring Palace map."

As he spoke, the boy silently took the letter into his arms, as if he did not want to discuss it too much on the subject.

Wang Quanquan still refuses to forgive: "Don't be in a hurry to take it back, don't you know how to please girls?" Daddy helps you with the staff officer. "It's rare to have a common topic with my son now, and he doesn't want to miss this opportunity.

The young man looked at him with a little suspicion, and said:

"No need, every time my mother sees you, I don't have a good face, and I don't have any great skills when I think about it."

"Hey, boy, I really can't let you underestimate a father today, prepare pen and ink, I'll say, you can write."

Wang Quanquan waved his hand, quite a bit of a scolding of Fang Xuan, Wang Qianshan couldn't resist him, so he had to pick up the ready-made brush on the table, and he didn't raise his eyelids and said:

"Say it."

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Wang Quanquan coughed dryly, stood up, and began to walk around the house with his hands behind his back, and just when the young man was about to lose patience, he said slowly:

"Pan Mei is close to Jian, on the seventh day of the seventh month of July, it has been more than a month since a farewell, and the egret flies south, and she misses it very much. Today, I went to Kaipingwei with my father, and my family was majestic, and I single-handedly stopped a million troops with one thousand, and I should be a model for my generation......"

Wang Quanquan was talking with great interest, and suddenly his son's cold voice came from behind him:

"Father, please respect yourself."

Wang Quanquan was thick-skinned, and he was not embarrassed, so he changed his words and said:

"At that time, the young man rode a bamboo horse, and the girl made green plums, and she didn't dare to say that she had no guesses, and she could be with them for one more day, and she knew that she was enough.

Pan Mei was born with beautiful eyebrows and teeth, jade bones and ice gods, Tingting birds and birds, melodious attitude, gentle and elegant personality, and she is the first person I have seen in my life.

I traveled all the way, and I met countless women on the way, all of whom were less than half a point of Pan Mei.

At the beginning of the moonlight, the moon hesitated, I tossed and turned, and I couldn't sleep at night, so I repaired a book to send lovesickness.

The pre-Song poet Dongpo has a poem, and I hope that people will be long and thousands of miles together, which is most consistent with the current situation.

Living in a foreign land, the road is blocked and long, the autumn dew is cold, the weather is cold and the wind is cold, I hope that Pan Mei will add more cotton clothes and less worry, and wait for me to return. ”

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After Wang Quanquan finished speaking, he returned to his seat and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip, moistening his somewhat dry throat.

The young man held the rabbit pen in his hand, and he was still slightly stunned for a long time, and after a while, he suddenly came back to his senses, he dried the letter paper and gently folded it and stuffed it into the envelope, and then stuffed it into his arms and went to bed silently.

Wang Quanquan couldn't help but be a little dissatisfied when he saw him like this, and muttered:

"This kid doesn't even say a word of thanks."

The young man on the bed faced the wall, leaving his father with a back, his eyes were empty, and his belief at this moment completely collapsed.

Today, my father first single-handedly resolved the war between the two countries, and then forced the Northern Turkistan to withdraw his troops, and it is said that he also asked the other party to take the initiative to return the 14 states of Wuyou, which had been lost in the Central Plains for more than 200 years.

At first, the young man was still suspicious, but just now, the other party casually said a bunch of love words, no matter how you look at it, he is a veteran who walks around the flowers, and he has completely lost the appearance of eating and waiting for death on weekdays...... None of this is as unreal as a dream.

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The 300,000 troops of Northern Turkistan marched towards the dynasty, and finally returned to the grassland in ashes, not only did not get any benefits, but also lost many generals, coupled with the cost of money and food along the way, this trip to Northern Turkistan can be described as thankless.

The Northern Turkistan court is not as rich as the Eastern Han, and the military and political affairs are not as clear as the Central Plains, every time the army is sent, it is all the tribes who jointly contribute money and efforts, and manage themselves well, as for the final loss or gain, it all depends on their own ability to plunder, so the Northern Turkistan soldiers and horses are often like locusts crossing the border, and the local people are even far more miserable than bandits entering the city.

This trip to the Central Plains, as the new Khan, Batel rashly launched an attack, and finally ended hastily, not only did not take the Central Plains in one fell swoop, but finally gave the hands of the fourteen states of Wuyou, which made some people who already had two hearts even more dissatisfied.

As for other people loyal to the imperial court, it is inevitable that they will feel guilty, and even Yuan Baihu, who has always been close to the Dayan royal family, has a much gloomy face after losing so many subordinates and beloved weapons, which makes some people who intend to cause trouble even more fearless.

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Although Pu Wen has been away from the army for a long time, the temperament honed by the battlefield killing on his body is still there, and at this moment, sitting on the horse, an invisible power arises spontaneously, and the rest of the generals around him subconsciously pull the war horse a few steps behind, and always keep a distance not far from the other party.

Pu Wen gently urged the horses, stepped forward and walked side by side with Battle Yao Qingyi, Yao Qian's expression at this time was obviously much more relaxed, and he smiled at Pu Wen:

"The general of the protector of the country has come here for a long time, and he must have encountered a lot of interesting things."

Park asked for a moment and said:

"It's nothing, but one hundred and eighty women want to go together, and I'm a family person, so I refused."

"Oh, you're married?" Yao Qingyi's face was surprised, he knew what the other party was, so he naturally wouldn't believe the so-called "one hundred and eighty women", and it was eight or nine to start a family.

Park Wen nodded, "It's a long time ago, the children are running all over the street, and I have time to bring them back for you to see." ”

Yao Jian nodded with a smile, but Battle on the side kept a straight face from beginning to end, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the two of them not forgetting to nag about their eyebrows.

With Yao Qingyi's wisdom, he could naturally see what this new khan was thinking, and said:

"The king doesn't have to worry too much, since the eldest princess let General Park come alone, she must be sure that he can relieve the siege of Dayon's family. Twenty years ago, General Park was already the first warrior of Northern Turkistan, and over the years, Northern Turkistan has not produced any amazing talent in martial arts, and there is still no one to face the edge. ”

Yao Qingyi said, and did not forget to look at Park Wen, the latter is a personality that climbs along the pole, and if he praises it a little, he will definitely echo a few words, but today's Park Wen seems to be not much different from before, he rubbed his chin and said thoughtfully:

"It's not good, if that Great Snow Mountain Venerable is similar to Moon Cake, I may not be able to beat it."

Yao Qingyi was surprised when he heard this, Beitu has always suppressed Buddha, and he also has many doubts about the so-called reincarnation of the Buddha, thinking that this is just a means to recruit believers. When Yao Jian heard that his character was the rumored living Buddha, he only laughed it off, not believing that the greedy little girl would be a god from heaven to earth.

Scholars have always been like this, as long as there are a few catties of ink in their chests, they will inevitably be stubborn and self-serving, thinking that they can turn over the clouds and rain with their knowledge, and worship ghosts and gods and stay away.

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