The south bank of the Yellow River. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The sun set, piles of bonfires burned in the Jurchen military camp, the scattered camp tent extended into the largest tent in the center, the vigorous charcoal fire was withdrawn, in addition to the atmosphere full of slaughter, it was extremely cold, Wanyan Zongwang led the mother of Yan, Yin Keshu, Yelu Deguang and others to stand outside the tent.

There were more than twice as many patrolling soldiers as usual, because tonight the Jurchen wolf king came.

The sound of horses' hooves gradually rumbled, far and near, the figure of the war horse stepped on the mud and came to Wanyan Zongwang's face, the latter shook his cloak and knelt down on one knee, and all the generals behind him knelt down together.

"Father.....

"Meet Your Majesty!"

Zong Wang raised his gaze and saw that the Emperor of the Jin Kingdom over there refused to be supported by others, so Lisuo got off the horse and patted his son on the shoulder gently, "Come in with me, and everyone else will go down and prepare." ”

"Yes!"

After waving off the generals, Wanyan Aguda walked into the back of the long case in the tent and sat down, at this time, after no one else, his face suddenly turned much paler, fine sweat dripping on his wrinkled forehead, and his chest was long and undulating.

Wanyan Zongwang's expression changed, he looked at the old man worriedly, and stood in front of the long case with his fists clenched.

"Father.... Your body is getting weaker and weaker, you should rest, you really should rest, otherwise.... This winter..... It's going to be hard to get through...."

Over there, the old man wiped the sweat from his head, his tired expression changed to solemn majesty, he waved his hand, looked at his son, and changed to a calm tone: "When I came over, I went to see Zhanhan, he was very bad...... Very bad.... He's blind in one eye, he's covered in burns, it's serious, Shee's side is in trouble too, he's dead...."

Looking at the old father's cloudy eyes, Wanyan Zongwang frowned, he and Zhan Han have always been at odds, both of them are outstanding people, and there are many supporters in the court, and the emperor is dying, the next throne will fall between the two of them, and a competitive relationship has been formed, and the brotherhood in the past has become more and more blurred.

Zong Wang had thought about these things a long time ago, and he must have thought about it the same way for his brother, otherwise when he heard about it today, he didn't have much anger in his heart.

On the contrary, there is a kind of rejoicing mentality.

Thinking of this, Wanyan Zongwang still made some expressions, "If the Bianliang is broken in the coming day, my son will definitely catch that person and scrape him alive with his own hands at that time." ”

Under the orange light, the old man's back slowly stiffened, and his eyes were a little disappointed.

"The wounded wolf will understand the importance of wisdom. He said so.

Then, he stood up again, swept away the previous exhaustion, walked in front of Zong Wang, and stared into his eyes, "It's going to rain outside tonight, it's a good time to attack." ”

Outside the tent, the sound of rain sounded.

The bonfire was extinguished, and in the rain curtain for days, the old man walked out drenched in cold rain, and his breath was white, "On the way here, I have ordered the craftsmen to make a batch of trebuchets, and it will take a little time to set up and correct them, so outflank the four gates, block them, and try to attack once." ”

"Yes, Father!"

The voice was raised and the camp cloth was shaken.

Bianliang, Baifu.

The lights were bright, the footsteps came and went, dozens of servants were carrying various boxes containing valuables in batches to the carriage, and in the busy crowd, there was the sound of talking, crying, and noisy.

At night, the light in the lanterns reflects the silhouettes of people.

“.... Xifu must listen to his sister's words, and when he arrives in the south, he must listen to his sister's words, you know? Bai Ning gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

Opposite him, close to him, the silly girl snorted, her delicate body was trembling faintly, she opened her mouth slightly, trying to speak, but she could not say a word, tears blurred her vision.

She was crying, like an abandonment.

In the blurred vision, Bai Ning's hand reached over, wiped away the tears flowing from the corners of her eyes, pressed her head on her chest, rubbed it, and said softly: "Don't cry.... Xianggong didn't cry either, Xianggong didn't want to see Xifu crying. ”

The silly girl nodded vigorously in his arms, shook her head again, and tears fell down her eyes. Outside the eaves, crackling raindrops fell and fell to the ground, splashing rain.

The wind ran in the rain, raising her white hair, Bai Ning pulled up her cheeks, leaned over her upper body, and gently printed it, and her mouth was on Xifu's lips. The silly girl stiffened all over there, and it was a feeling that was hard to describe.

Soft, warm, sweet ..... In the bottom of my heart.

"I... I.... I...."When the lips slowly parted, Xifu stopped crying, and looked at his husband with a mist in his eyes, stammering and not knowing what to say.

In the heavy rain, the sound of departure came from the other side of the convoy. Bai Ning grabbed her waist and walked to the front yard under the eaves, where he entrusted her to Bai Di's hands.

"Sister, take care of her. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the figure of Linglong in the car, "Take care of your godmother on the road." ”

Xiao Linglong nodded, "Godfather, don't worry, whoever dares to bully his mother, Linglong will kill him." ”

......

After that, the carriage drove out of the mansion and walked forward in the rain, Bai Ning stood under the eaves and did not go to say goodbye, looking at the rain curtain, looking out of his mind.

In this kind of rush, he didn't feel a little sleepy, and on the side of the palace, the palace gate quietly opened, and one carriage after another quietly drove out at the same time, and then the Xiangfu and Tongfu began to go to the south gate, and such news came over when Bai Ning just returned to the room.

In the distance, the banner of the Jin State also reached the north gate, and then groups of troops began to disperse and surround it, quietly coming.

Bianliang City in the rainy night is exceptionally quiet, at this time, almost the people in the whole city are sleeping, when Baifu's carriage passed through the quiet streets, Bai Di suddenly felt unstable, got out of the frame, shouted to stop the convoy, she saw the sky in the south of the city wall.

Something is different.

The faint light of fire passed through the black night and rain curtains, Bai Di's body suddenly trembled, and there were more and more firelights in her field of vision, flying densely in the air.

Flickering and flickering –

Like the sound of the wind blowing, immediately after, the dense firelight fell like raindrops, falling on the city, and the sound of siege and fighting suddenly rose in an instant inside and outside the city, sweeping the entire city.

"Turn around the convoy and go back quickly! The Jurchens are attacking the city....." Her frightened voice rang out in the quiet alley. (To be continued.) )