"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, dusk, the desolate horn sounds sounded in the Liao army camp, and the camp that had been bustling all day quickly became silent.
The military orders of the Liao Kingdom were so strict that even the Xibu servants, who were most boisterous by nature, did not dare to make any sound after dark. Only crows descended from the sky, taking the opportunity to jump on the roof of the tent and scream sadly, as if they were collectively mourning those who died.
The wronged soul.
The war lasted for a long time, and people died under Zhending City every day. Although Emperor Yelu Longxu of the Liao Dynasty always requested that the warriors who died in the war be buried in a generous manner. However, how could it be possible to build so many coffins in the military camp?
The dead Khitan soldiers could at least be wrapped in a blanket and slept underground. The dead servants of the Shiwei, Xi, Mohe and other tribes were often buried directly in pits on the hillside without even having straw mats.
inside.
As a result, wild wolves, crows, night owls and other animals that rely on scavenging naturally gather outside the military camp. Whenever night falls, mournful sounds can be heard everywhere, like a ghost land!
A white-haired military general suddenly rode a horse across the military camp, causing crows to rise into the sky in shock. This was an obvious violation, but the military academy and soldiers on duty all chose to turn a blind eye.
In Daliao, there were several people who were no longer within the scope of military orders. The man who rode through the military camp just now was one of them.
This man's surname was Han and his name was Dechang. He was worshiped as the Prime Minister and was granted the title of King of Qi. When Emperor Yelu Longxu first came to the throne, he sacrificed his life several times to protect him. Finally, he joined forces with the Queen Mother Xiao Chuo to ensure Yelu Longxu's throne.
firm.
Therefore, Yelu Longxu was very grateful to this person. Not only did he respectfully call him "uncle" many times in public, but he also announced in public that if "uncle" had anything to do with him, he could directly enter the palace at any time!
Who dares to stop someone who can even enter the palace at any time from riding in the military camp? However, tonight, Han Dechang did not go to see the emperor Yelu Longxu, but went straight to the Queen Mother Xiao Chuo who had just ordered someone to be in the rear camp during the day.
Set up a bank account.
As if she had a close connection with Han Dechang, the Empress Dowager Xiao Chuo of the Liao Dynasty happened to be carrying a sword and going out to stretch her muscles. When she heard the familiar sound of horse hooves, she immediately rushed up surrounded by guards, "Brother Yao, you are finally free.
Have you seen me? Are you finished with the military affairs?"
Brother Yao is the Khitan name used by Han Dechang. In the past ten years, few people have called him. At this moment, when he suddenly heard it from Xiao Chuo's mouth, Han Dechang suddenly felt mixed emotions in his heart.
However, no matter how complicated he felt in his heart, the courtesy of a monarch and his ministers cannot be abolished. Therefore, after adjusting his breathing a little, Han Dechang immediately dismounted from his horse, raised his hands and saluted, "Thank you, thank you. The queen mother is worried, and I am ashamed!"
"Brother Yao, you are being polite to me again!" Queen Mother Xiao Chuo stepped away first, and then grabbed Han Dechang's wrist, "I told you a long time ago, we are a family. There is no need for so many
Xu Li. Why do you have to be so stubborn?"
The last words really shouldn't be what the Queen Mother said to her ministers. Han Dechang was stunned again, his heart quickly warmed up, he no longer insisted on saluting, and let Xiao Chuo hold his hand, like a charming moonlight decades ago
That night, he led her all the way back to her tent.
Several tribal elders who came to pay homage to Queen Mother Xiao Chuo saw this scene from a distance and swallowed their saliva with envy.
Several juniors named Xiao who came to please Queen Mother Xiao Chuo saw this scene and decisively chose to turn a blind eye.
The Khitan was not the Song Dynasty, and it did not respect widows' observance of honors for their husbands. Even if Xiao Chuo announced tomorrow that he would remarry Han Dechang, apart from the emperor himself, no one in the entire Liao would stand up to oppose it.
Of course, the premise is that Queen Mother Xiao Chuo voluntarily gives up the power to supervise the country. Otherwise, the combined power of her and Han Dechang will shake the foundation of the country. Not only will all the Khitan nobles not agree, but she herself will not be so stupid.
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From where Han Dechang dismounted, it was not far from Xiao Chuo's Queen Mother's silver tent. Almost without a moment's attention, the two of them stepped into the silver tent with their legs.
He continued to hold Han Dechang's hand generously and led him to sit on a wide-backed chair covered with tiger skin. Xiao Chuo poured two more cups of tea himself, pushing one cup to the guests and holding the other cup in his hands.
Slowly sit directly opposite the guest.
Han Dechang had known Xiao Chuo since he could ride a horse and knew what kind of character he was. Therefore, he simply gave up politeness and struggle and allowed the other person to do whatever he wanted.
"Brother Yao, I'm old!" Xiao Chuo took a sip of hot tea and said softly. The words were short, but the meaning expressed was extremely profound.
Since ancient times, beauties, like famous generals, are not allowed to grow old in the world.
Xiao Chuo was the most beautiful woman in Khitan at that time. After the death of her husband who was the emperor, she assisted her ten-year-old son and commanded the Liao troops together with Han Derang, defeating the Song army in the Northern Expedition. It is absolutely unacceptable to call her the best female general in the world.
It's an honor.
She said that she was getting old. She regretted not only the passing of her youth, but also implicitly told Han Dechang a fact. Her ambition, courage, desire for power, control and a series of invisible but felt things were irreversibly changing.
Loss.
"The Queen Mother, the Queen Mother is worrying too much!" It was clear that Han Dechang was no longer young, but his heart felt as if someone had suddenly punched him hard, feeling stuffy and painful.
He didn't know how to comfort Xiao Chuo, nor how to express his attitude.
The two of them were close at hand, but vaguely separated by a transparent city wall. He couldn't say many simple words, and he couldn't do many simple actions.
And with Xiao Chuo's current transcendent status, there is no need for him to express his stance. He came to visit him with such swagger tonight, in fact, he was already expressing his stance.
Apart from that, he couldn't give more, and Xiao Chuo didn't need more.
"As people get older, they tend to be nostalgic!" Seeing Han Dechang's performance in his eyes, Xiao Chuo's eyes suddenly became sparkling, like two cold stars hanging in the night sky, "Back then, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty personally led the Conqueror
When the troops marched north, the civil and military generals, both Khitan and Han, were so frightened that they lost their minds. They even wanted to force me to order the abandonment of the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun in order to put an end to the war. If you hadn't stepped forward at that time, we wouldn't have to talk about the southern expedition today.
, even if we want to let horses and hunt together in Shangjing, I’m afraid it’s impossible!”
"That's what the old minister should do." Han Dechang felt his heart heat up after hearing this, and he sat upright and held his hands.
"I told you, don't be so polite!" Xiao Chuo frowned and complained in a low voice, "Can't you forget our current identities? I am already old, and you are no longer young. Can you sit here
How many days are there left for us to have a good talk together?"
"Old minister, I'm not being polite, but I'm used to it!" Han Dechang felt embarrassed, smiled, and explained in a low voice.
"Don't call me Lao Chen, call me!" Knowing that Han Dechang was telling the truth, Xiao Chuo also laughed, vaguely still retaining a hint of the style of his girlhood, "Don't call me Queen Mother, call me Yan Yan."
"How can that be done?" Han Dechang was shocked, and immediately blushed and waved his hands, "Old minister, I, I don't dare, and I'm not used to it!"
"Is it because I don't dare or because I'm not used to it?" Xiao Chuo refused to give up, tilted his head and continued to investigate.
"I don't dare, and I'm not used to it. There are more things I'm not used to than I don't dare!" Han Dechang was forced to have no choice but to muster up the courage to tell the truth. "Empress Dowager, veteran, I, I haven't screamed for thirty-eight years.
It’s your name!”
"Has it been thirty-eight years?" Xiao Chuo was stunned, his brows furrowed slightly, and a few white hairs slowly fluttered at his temples.
