There was a sad sound of the Qiang flute outside the city, and the old soldiers on duty on the city wall echoed and sang a small song from their hometown, telling them their longing for their hometown.

On the contrary, on weekdays, the city gate is always full of caravans trying to enter the city. The captain of the city gate kept scolding the merchants who wanted to squeeze into the city gate, and although the city gate was chaotic, it still maintained basic order.

Today is different.

The noisy caravan lined up honestly and hurried into the city, preparing identity documents in advance and waiting for the inspection of the soldiers defending the city.

Jia Mangzi is coming back!

Jia Hui, who must be the first to fight, has brought an indelible psychological shadow to the tribes of the Western Regions.

Dressed in heavy armor and with a demonic bronze face, he led the Anxi Iron Cavalry like a landslide, and rushed into the army like an arrow.

From Hami to Dihua, and then to Ili.

No one could stop Jia Hui's charge, even once. What Battle, what Cahalman, Gu drank hatred on the spot under Jia Hui's horse lance that seemed to be able to shatter everything.

The Timurid people were afraid of Jia Hun and called him the python, the ten-zhang copper-billed beast.

On the contrary, the merchants liked Jia Hui a little, at least more than the original Timur and the generals of the Anxi army, as long as they took out the good things that were carefully prepared, Jia Hui was never stingy, and he could get a reward when he was happy.

But before that, let's go to the city before Jia Mangzi returns to the city.

There was a noise at the back of the procession, and a troop of horsemen came to the gate of the city, said a few words to the captain, and hurried into the city.

The city gate exploded at once, and the caravan lined up behind could only consider themselves unlucky and turn around and walk towards the other city gates.

The old pawn on the watchtower also squinted with his feet crossed, wanting to see General Xiao Jia for the first time.

It didn't take long for the officials of the Metropolitan Protectorate who had come to hand over to the city gate again, and before they could say a few words, they heard the shouts of the lookout.

Jia Hui arrived.

Not long after returning to Ili to rest, Jia Hui received a summons from Dadu Hu, left the garrison army, and began to rush to Dihua with 8,000 elite horsemen.

After completing the handover with the officials at the city gate, everything that needs to be done is done, and the rest is not his business.

The leading official greeted Jia Hui.

"General Jia, the Metropolitan Protector wants you to go to the Metropolitan Protector's Mansion immediately after returning to the city."

"Ah, what's going on in such a hurry?" Jia Hui was a little puzzled.

"I don't know, Dadu Hu just asked me to pass on a word, and you'll know when you arrive."

The Riddler get out of Dihua!

Jia Hui, who was full of questions, could only rush to the Dadu Protectorate with his own soldiers.

Temporary Metropolitan Protectorate.

Originally, the prime minister's mansion of the Timurid Khanate was a bit small, and no one who was smart proposed to use Timur Khan's palace as an office, but it was only used temporarily.

The original location of the Dadu Protectorate was Ili, and as early as last year, when Ili was captured, materials began to be collected, and now that the war is basically over, the Dadu Protectorate has also begun to be built.

Jia got off his horse and walked straight to the festival hall.

"The last general Anxi Iron Cavalry Commander, the Anxi Army Counselor, and the Zhaoyong General Jia Hui see Dadu Hu!"

If you must report your name before the festival, although everyone knows yourself, you can't go wrong with following the rules.

The master of the festival hall, Lu Guan, the general of the Western Regions, put down the water cup in his hand.

"Well, General Jia, stand in front of the hall."

"The last will obey." Jia Hui didn't know why.

"Liu joins the army and calls everyone over."

Liu Yu, who was sitting on the left side, hurriedly got up and went out to call people with a serious face.

Jia Hui became more and more confused, "This, the last general, may I ask, but what's the big deal?" ”

Lu Guan didn't hear it, but just looked down at the paperwork.

Jia Hui became more and more worried.

What should I do, don't I have to pay a salary? No, this armor hasn't been removed, and it doesn't look like it's going to be paid.

The hall became more and more silent, and only the sound of Lu Guan reading the documents was heard.

Just when Jia Hui was thinking about where to go to the grass, the officials of the Metropolitan Protectorate all entered the festival hall.

The group of people didn't say a word, and according to the civil and military lines, they were on both sides, and only Jia Hui was standing in the center of the festival hall.

The group stared at Jia Hui deadly.

Lu Guan finally spoke.

"Everyone," Lu Guan put down the paperwork, glanced at the civil and military forces on both sides, and finally stopped his gaze on Jia Hui.

"Someone, even unconsciously, has never informed me of such a big thing."

Jia Hui's heart tightened, and the matter of buying an orchid in a dance and music troupe was known? That doesn't seem like a big deal, does it?

Lu Guan's voice came from the hall again.

"If I hadn't flipped through the paperwork a few days ago, I wouldn't have known about it!"

Lu Guan glared at Jia Hui fiercely. Jia Hui's heart was raised.

The sound of teacups colliding with tables sounded in the hall, and the atmosphere in the festival hall became more and more tense.

"Today is Jia Hui's birthday, you have worked hard during this time, take this opportunity, everyone has a good meal, and the birthday star is treated."

After Lu Guan finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

"Congratulations to General Jia!"

"Brother Hun, this year is seventeen, right? Congratulations! ”

Jia Hui, who was about to kidnap Lu Guan just now, seemed to be flashed and fell into confusion. Instinctively respond to the blessings of colleagues.

I've even figured out where to go.

"Hehehe," Lu Guan also walked in front of Jia Hui and patted him on the shoulder, "You kid is also seventeen, the little monkey cub who followed me back then, Grandpa Lu, who was shouting shortly, has finally become a general who can lead the troops to win the battle alone, and he didn't lose his Jia Daishan's face." ”

After speaking, Lu Guan turned his head and ordered, "Open the banquet, this kid is very rich, and the good wine is enough!" ”

"Okay!!"

That night, the lights of the Metropolitan Protectorate were bright, and the cups were changed, so it was not lively, and everyone took this opportunity to vent their hard work in the past few days.

This group of civil and military officials was born in the four towns of the northwest, even if they were civil officials, they also learned to pour wine in that thick land, not only to pour others, but also to get themselves drunk.

Jia Hui looked at the profligate wreckage of serious people on weekdays, if it wasn't for Lu Guan to stop him, maybe he would have called a group of orchids to help the fun.

That's great.

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Next.

The Duhu Mansion belongs to Jia Hui's public house.

Drunk and refreshed for a while, after drinking eager to open the skull, Jia Hui weakly shrunk himself into a chair covered with tiger skin, and snorted the sobering soup one by one.

The orchid Yue Liduo, who was waiting closely, looked at this Jia Hui angrily.

"Young Master, you are only seventeen years old, how can you drink so much wine? Every time I drink alcohol, I have to feel uncomfortable all morning, and I don't listen to you when I say that you want to drink less, why don't you remember it for a long time? ”

Yue Liduo took the decanting soup, scooped up a spoonful, blew the hot air and sent it to Jia Hui's mouth, and complained angrily.

"How can a fighting man not drink?" Jia Hui blurted out, took another spoonful of soup, and paused,

"Besides, yesterday was my birthday, aren't I happy, as soon as I am happy, I forgot your sister Yue Liduo's entrustment, blame me, blame me." Jia Hui tugged at the corners of her mouth and said bad things.

Hearing that Jia Hui actually called her sister, Yue Liduo hurriedly replied: "Don't you want the young master to call the slave sister, the young master is the golden branch and jade leaf of the Guogong Mansion, and the invincible general who has won a hundred battles, the great hero of the Han people, even the life of the slave and the maid was saved by the young master, where does the slave dare to be called sister by the young master?" ”

Seeing Liduo's flustered appearance this month, Jia Hui also smiled with satisfaction.

The flustered Tsukirito is also very cute.

。。。。。。

Yue Liduo is one year old.

Yue Liduo's family was a silk merchant in Ili City, and the scale was not large. The main thing is to drink soup behind the caravan of the city lord.

Take some Yili specialties to Dunhuang to sell, in exchange for some medium-quality silk, the main customer group is the same family in Yili City, and the tribal leaders who have little money and want to buy some silk to wear out to support the façade.

Yue Liduo grew to the age of sixteen, and wanted to see the prosperity of the Central Plains, and the old father also planned to expand the scale of the caravan, preparing to go to the legendary Chang'an, with the beauty of his daughter, it would be great if he could marry his daughter to a local official with real power as a concubine, and the father and daughter hit it off and went on the road together.

Their journey was very smooth, the horse bandits who often robbed the road had been plowed several times by the Timurid people, and the caravan of the Yueliduo family also arrived safely in Hami and entered the territory of the Han people.

If the plan goes well, you can enter Guanzhong after a month of stop-and-go.

But there was an accident.

At that time, it was the first year of the Heavenly Sage.

The caravan was slaughtered and the goods were plundered, and just before he was about to be played with, a young man of the Han family rushed out from behind the dunes, shot and killed several Timurid soldiers around him, pulled himself up from the carriage on horseback, and draped himself in a blanket.

For the first time, a girl lived in a person's heart.

If you don't have a puddle of blood on you, the story is perfect.