As soon as everything was ready, Murong Jun set off immediately, leading the generals and hundreds of his own soldiers to leave Jizhou City and head towards Dragon City. Exactly: there are things to talk about, and the years are long when there is nothing to say. In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed, the universe is bleak, and everything is silent, which is the season of the moon. Liaodong is located in the bitter cold north, and the killing is even worse, and the wind is blowing, which is already cold to the bone marrow. Murong Jun and the others traveled day and night, and slowly hurried, and on this day they came to Hukou Pass, which was less than half a day's journey from Dragon City. Murong Hao, the king of Yan, had already been reported, and ordered someone to go to greet him, and ordered the mansion to be draped in red and green, and the lanterns were colorful, and the prince of Daqing returned triumphantly.

Murong Jun is timid about his hometown, and he talks about the customs and customs of Longcheng with the left and right, which is quite different from the three Jins, and he is inexplicable for a while, and suddenly hears that someone from the house is coming to greet him, knowing that it is the old prince himself, he is busy dismounting with everyone, and he is a special marquis. I saw that the people came in two teams, the front team held high the flag, the back team drummed and blew the sheng, and one person in the middle held a big red edict, greeted him with joy, knelt down and said: "The victory of the expedition of the prince of the world is gratifying." At the behest of the prince, the lower officials came to greet the master. Murong Jun knew that this person was Qi Fu, the old prince's confidant, and said with a smile: "This time to attack Zhao, one borrowed the prince's Hongfu, and the other relied on the soldiers to use their lives, so that they could succeed." Lord Qi, please get up quickly. Stretching out his hand to support his arm, Qi Fu hurriedly said that he didn't dare, and got up and said respectfully: "The prince specially ordered the villain to comfort the generals for their hard work, and asked the prince to personally open the wolf and name the medal." After that, he respectfully presented the big red edict in his hand. Murong Jun took the edict and opened it, and when he opened it, he said: The system is permanent in the country, the benefit of the people is the foundation, and there is experience in politics and behavior. Those who want to enrich the country should expand their land, those who want to strengthen the army should enrich their people, and those who want to be kings should do their virtues. Zhongqing fought against Zhao and rebelled, and his hard work was high, not only Ze was Li Shu, but also his merit and social welfare, and his lonely heart was very comforting, especially for the praise of Yunyun.

Murong Jun looked at it, put away the edict, told everyone, and knew that all the generals were elated, surrounded Murong Jun on the horse, and entered the city.

When the people of Longcheng heard the return of the son, everyone was overjoyed, and they wanted to see the demeanor of the deity, and they flocked to the streets and alleys.

Before long, I heard a burst of cheers and noise from the crowd, and then I saw a group of people leading the way in the distance, followed by four Yamen generals, all of whom were majestic, and everyone saw them and praised them. After the four generals walked by, they saw a person riding a tall horse with his head held high, the person was both heroic, and the horse was extraordinary, and everyone was amazed. This person was originally Wuyun Mountain, but he was to guide and make a brick ear to guide jade. In an instant, there were three more generals, one in front, two people on the left and right, hugging a red-maned horse in the middle, and one person sitting on it, majestic and heroic, it was Murong Jun. When everyone saw it, they all bowed and saluted, and the mountain shouted congratulations, and Murong Jun smiled from time to time on the horse.

The group walked through the streets, and after a while, they came to the palace gate, Murong Jun dismounted and moved, seeing that the main gate was wide open, someone had already rushed out, smiled and led Murong Jun's mount, respectfully invited him to enter the palace, and the rest of the people entered from the other door.

As soon as Murong Jun entered the mansion, he immediately rushed to the Haoqi Hall in the main house of the Houfu to meet his father Murong Hao. Murong Hao smiled and said: "My son has traveled thousands of miles, and now that the class teacher has returned, I am very happy for my father, and I have prepared a family banquet for you to reminisce about your family." Then he pointed to the feast and taught him to sit down. Murong Jun hurriedly thanked him, stood up, sat on his father's left, and was about to inquire about family affairs, when he suddenly saw a scar on his father's forehead, he couldn't help but be taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Why is my father's noble body worse?" Murong Hao patted the scar on his forehead with his hand, and said with a smile: "It's okay, what can I do with this little bit of fur injury? Murong Jun hurriedly asked, "What do you mean by this?" Murong Hao smiled and said: "My son is newly returned, I don't know what to do, I will listen to you for my father." After that, take a sip of tea and tell the things one by one.

"Since you led the army to the battle, my father has been at home every day to calm his mind and cultivate his temperament. One evening, when the rain was pouring down, I was reciting "Luo Shen Fu" in the study, and I felt that its splendid chapters and literary brilliance were flying, and I didn't feel fascinated and secretly admired. Speaking of this, Murong Haoshang was still unsatisfied with his own intentions, and he couldn't help but praise him. Murong Jun continued: "Taste and hear people's words, there is only one stone in the world, and Cao Zijian has eight buckets. Chen Siwang is full of talent and affection, and his reputation is known all over the world, which shows that under his fame, there is indeed no vain. Murong Hao nodded and said, "Yes, it is Qiwen who appreciates and analyzes doubts." Reading this wonderful chapter, willing to eat, unconsciously it was late at night, I was waiting for a long time to sit on the desk, was about to push the window to comfort my eyes, suddenly heard the roof rustling, there are also strange sounds above the ancient acacia in the courtyard, there must be strange in the heart, immediately push open the door of the house, walk to the porch, to speak and ask, only to listen to a whistle, the ancient locust tree flashed out four people in mysterious clothes and masks, surrounded me. Hearing this, Murong Jun couldn't help but be taken aback, his brows were slightly locked, and he only heard about it.