The grassland has been stationed in Chaotianguan for several days, sealing the door and locking the city, and there has been no movement, which makes the hearts of the people in the city hanging from them never let go.

Since the first day of entering the customs, the grassland issued a notice of "business as usual", and no government decree has been issued, and Chaotian Pass really seems to have not changed at all. Occasionally, there are lawbreakers on the street, and they will be taken down by the soldiers patrolling the streets of the grassland, only this seems to remind the people in the pass from time to time that this Chaotian Pass is no longer the territory of Daxing after all.

After the spring rains of the previous days, the sun is just right today. In Li Yannian's general's mansion, in the huge school martial arts field, now those swords and swords are gone, and only a simple table and two chairs are placed. There was a small stove on the table, and an old teapot was boiling on it, with two cups on either side. In the chair sat a teenager and a middle-aged man, both of whom were tilting their heads and closing their eyes, basking in the sun. The middle-aged man was the grassland master who chatted with the blind man a few days ago, and the young man, if Chen Xun was present, he would definitely be able to recognize that it was Mu Tuo, who had been chasing and killing him on the grassland for a long time that day.

After all, the young man's heart was not very calm, and it didn't take long for his butt to move, and his legs slammed lightly on the chair legs. The young man was already sweating slightly on his head, and he unbuttoned the brocade robe in the style of Daxing, revealing the short fur often worn by the prairie people. The young man glanced at the middle-aged man cautiously, "Sir, I'm too hot, take off this robe first."

The boy had always wondered why the middle-aged man he called Mr. insisted on wearing Daxing-style clothes, even the armor. And if he finds out that the boy has secretly changed back into the clothes of the grassland, he will definitely be angry. The young man didn't know what kind of anger his husband was angry with, but once he got angry, even the omnipotent Zaha Khan, who was far away in the golden account of the steppe, had nothing to do.

Mu Tuo stole a glance at the gentleman beside him, who drooped his eyes and tilted his head slightly, and he was already snoring slightly. The young man pursed his lips, grabbed the waist of the brocade robe with both hands, thought about it, and did not take it off after all.

It would be almost noon, the sun was getting bigger, and fine beads of sweat were already on the tip of the boy's nose and forehead. He picked up the teacup on the table and drank a cow, used his hands as fans, and fanned his face one after another.

It was probably because the movement on the young man's side was a little bigger, and the middle-aged man woke up, looked at the young man, and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. At this time, the young man's cheeks turned red because of the direct sun, Daxing's brocade robe hung on his body, and the buttons of the short fur inside were all open, even so, you could see that the young man's sweat was about to flow down unstoppably.

The middle-aged man was actually the military advisor of Zaha Khan, who integrated the forces of the steppe and defeated the Northwest Army. He claimed to be surnamed Wang, but his true identity was unknown, and no one cared about him in the grassland. The steppe people believe that as long as they can help them defeat Daxing's military advisors, they are all good military advisors. Why bother if his surname is Wang or his surname is Ma.

Wang Junshi looked at the young man next to him who was handpicked by Zaha Khan to be his student, and his tone was gentle, "If it's hot, take it off." ”

Since recovering from the injury, his body has deteriorated a lot, and he still has to rely on the copper kettle to survive a few days ago, and today in this spring, he is also sweating slightly. So the boy must have been sweating profusely. Thinking of this, the military advisor couldn't help but laugh again.

Mu Tuo's Xingguo official words are not very good, just now Mr.'s sentence was taken off, and he was still wondering if he had heard it wrong, so he weakly asked "Sir?" ”

The middle-aged military advisor smiled and nodded, "Hmm."

As if Mu Tuo had been amnestied, the young man moved like a rabbit, and without two efforts, he didn't have a piece of brocade robe on the outside and a short robe on the inside. In the end, I didn't forget to walk to Mr. and fan Mr. with both hands.

"Sir, when are we going south?"

The middle-aged military advisor waved his hand and motioned for Mu Tuo to sit down. Mu Tuo picked up the tea beside him, thought about it, poured out the tea in the cup, poured another cup and handed it to Mr.

The gentleman took the tea and took a sip. "Don't worry, I've survived so many years, and it's not bad for a few days"

Mu Tuo thought that what the middle-aged man said for so many years was the years that the grassland had survived under the suppression of Daxing, so he nodded. But in fact, only middle-aged people know that the years he is talking about are those years that really need to be survived.

The gentleman seemed to be teaching his own students, and seemed to be talking to himself, "Those officials and masters of Daxing, this will not wake up yet, so we are not in a hurry to go south." Let them sleep more."

Mu Tuo nodded as if he didn't understand, "But, isn't it only when they are asleep that our sons can go south faster?" ”

"Muto, fighting a war is not just about occupying the city." Mr. put down the water glass, squinted and looked up at the sky, "Let's have to wake up those officials, that Chang'an, this time, and lose their roots." At the end, the middle-aged man laughed at himself, "If they still have roots"

Mu Tuo actually couldn't fully understand what Mr. said, but Mr. had already said that this time, he would take him and the warriors of the grassland to see the lanterns in Chang'an and enjoy the peach blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River. He believed sir.

"Sir?"

"Huh?"

"I... I'm hungry."

...

The steppe remained immobile for several days, and the city became calmer. No matter what, people's lives have to go on. As a result, the teahouse, the restaurant, the gambling house, and the business are picking up day by day. The rumors have even begun to slowly circulate, don't look at the menacing grassland people this time, but in the end, they will definitely have to go back. Now I am waiting for the summer and autumn harvest to plunder and go back to winter.

And so, another argument began. It was a question of whether the steppe people could stay until the turn of summer and autumn. The group of people in the restaurant, their faces were red and their ears were red, they mostly felt that as the people of Daxing, they fully believed that within a month, Daxing's army would open to this Chaotian Pass, and then, as long as they secretly went over and opened the city gate, the grassland barbarians could only be restrained under the iron armor of my Daxing.

The group of people in the teahouse seemed to be more rational, and they felt that the grassland people were ready to hold on for a long time in combination with what they did when they built the city walls and streets when the grassland entered the city, coupled with the management of everything as usual in the past few days. Even if the reinforcements arrive, I am afraid that there will be a stalemate for a while. The steppe people could have waited until after the autumn harvest and then retreated to the depths of the steppe.

The days passed so uneventfully, and the four Chen Xun in the Yuelai Inn had not been disturbed by anything else since they were attacked by the inexplicable night attack that night.

On this day, when the four of them were chatting about why the grassland people didn't move, they suddenly heard a noise outside the building. After listening carefully, I realized that the city gate, which had been closed for a long time, was actually opened today. No wonder the people on the street are running to tell each other, and some are anxious, they are afraid that they have already packed their luggage and are ready to go out of the city.