When Jiang Huaiyang pushed Zhu Men and walked in, he met Ruan Zhuoxin's eyes who were waiting in the hall.
There was no trace of surprise on his face, and he calmly sat down on the rose chair on the left, poured himself a cup of cold tea, and sipped it leisurely, as if waiting for the other party to speak.
When he was not facing the young lady, he also had the usual coldness in his eyes. This kind of coldness was forged after going through a long and unknown darkness. It was quenched with poison and filled with blood.
Jiang Huaiyang finally put down the tea cup and said something that was not what Ruan Zhuoxin thought, "I remember that in the battle when you were trapped in the valley, your left wrist was injured. Is it better now?"
As soon as this matter was mentioned, he lowered his head and saluted, and said seriously, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. That's great."
At this moment, he was replying as a courtier and a brother who had been with the emperor for a long time. He was a little strange. This injury had been seen by the imperial doctor earlier. Why did the new emperor suddenly mention it after so many years?
Jiang Huaiyang looked at the carved door. The vermilion looked a little darker because it was night. He was clearly looking at the vermillion door, but his eyes seemed to fall on an extremely distant place. He sighed, "That day.
The snow is really heavy, covering the sky."
Ruan Zhuoxin also remembered something, and softly agreed, "That's right, I almost couldn't get out." It was a light talk now, but at that time, most of the soldiers were lost.
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It was a season when the snow was like goose feathers, falling on the ground, shrouding the entire land in a white terror.
Jiang Huaiyang, who was still a young prince at the time, led the army and marched hard in the heavy snow. In order to move forward as quickly as possible, they gave up part of their food and grass out of desperation.
They were originally chasing the Khitan army in front of them, but the leader who was traveling with them lost his way at the critical moment. He stopped his horse and turned around to apologize, "Your Highness, the mountain is blocked by heavy snow, and the road ahead is small.
I’m really a little unsure.”
Next to him happened to be Ruan Zhuoxin.
Ruan Zhuoxin laughed, holding the reins with one hand, and raised his foot with the other hand to kick the horse under him, "You don't know the way? You don't know the way. When your Highness went to the Fourth Highness to borrow someone, what did you do with it?"
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This is not within the Wu Kingdom and is extremely cold all year round. In terms of adaptability to the climate and familiarity with the terrain, they have no advantage. How many people are pointing to him to lead the way.
The leader's horse was frightened and suddenly jumped forward. The leader's face turned pale and he yelled for a while before he managed to calm the horse.
Ruan Zhuoxin controlled the horse to move back a little and asked, "Your Highness, what should we do now?"
Jiang Huaiyang's expression did not change, as if this was not something worth paying attention to, but the people in the army knew that this time was no different than in spring, and if they got lost, they would have a narrow escape.
He said coldly, "Go forward, don't look back." He also asked the soldiers around him to remember to mark the dead trees. Only in this way can the marks not be covered up by the heavy snow.
Originally, if they had worked harder and discerned the clues on the road, they could still have discovered the enemy's location. But no one expected that the fourth prince from the same camp actually assigned a person who didn't know the road to them just for the sake of their own motivation.
After all, they couldn't pry open each other's brains to explore, and they didn't have much defense against the fourth prince from the same camp.
As we were walking, we suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves coming from behind.
Jiang Huaiyang looked stern, and after hearing that there were not many people there, he ordered everyone to face the enemy head-on.
After the soldiers had been walking in the snow for a long time, their hands started to feel itchy. After a while, there was blood on the ground, and the enemy's men fell in pieces.
The only two people left alive bit their tongues and committed suicide.
Jiang Huaiyang's eyes darkened a bit, and his tone was full of sarcasm, "It's true that you are loyal."
It would be okay if it was just like this, but enemy troops kept chasing after them. The number was small, but the batches were large. Just as the saying goes, it will be weak again, and it will be exhausted three times. Jiang Huaiyang knew that he could not blindly respond to the enemy, so he ordered all the soldiers to move forward, temporarily
Get out of the way.
But the Khitan army behind them was like rats that had smelled the fragrance, chasing after them.
Jiang Huaiyang and others had no choice but to turn into a valley and temporarily lost contact with the opponent. Fang Song took a breath, but found that food and grass were in short supply, and he could not confirm whether the Khitan people were still lingering nearby, almost falling into a dilemma.
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Jiang Huaiyang gradually recovered his thoughts, "If you hadn't led a few people and brought back the food and grass left behind, I'm afraid we would have been in trouble."
"What has happened over the years is not enough." Ruan Zhuoxin shook his head with some emotion.
At that time, most of the soldiers were exhausted and could only take a short rest. But rest would take time, and the troops were exhausted, so it was difficult to boost morale.
Despite this, after Ruan Zhuoxin led his troops and left, the Khitan army still found them, and there was another bloody battle.
It was also from then on that Jiang Huaiyang planted the seeds of suspicion towards Prince Jing. Now that he thinks about it, those who fought with them in bloody battles were not Khitan people at all. They were clearly Prince Jing's subordinates pretending to be Khitan people.
Half a year after he took the throne, King Jing finally couldn't restrain himself and showed his ambition.
Jiang Huaiyang lowered his eyes and subconsciously tapped on the cases with one hand, "Aiqing just came back not long ago. It should have been a time to recuperate, but -"
He explained the situation and plans to Ruan Zhuoxin one by one.
Ruan Zhuoxin frowned, pursed his lips, and remained silent.
"If you don't want to, I won't force you." When it comes to being a king, Jiang Huaiyang is still tolerant enough, especially when it comes to people he trusts.
If King Jing wants to rebel, the emperor will naturally want peace. As a minister, Ruan Zhuoxin has no reason to sit idly by and ignore it.
He said resolutely, "I will follow you to the death." He could only thank his widowed mother and weak sister for the time being, and it would not be too late to make up for it when he came back.
"good."
Jiang Huaiyang smiled.
With Yu Huai following him, he would be more sure of the plan to be implemented.
After setting a date for the expedition and making plans, the conversation inevitably turned to the person who had become the barrier between the two.
"Your Majesty already knew that my little sister was not in her room." In the silent hall, Ruan Zhuoxin's words seemed a bit abrupt.
"Yes." He didn't shy away from it at all, but admitted it openly - in fact, Yaoyao knew at a glance that at this point, she had probably turned off the lights, or left only one in the inner room, so how could it be so brightly lit?
With.
Ruan Zhuoxin looked into his eyes and said, "As the king of a country, your Majesty, the promises you made to me before are not counted?"
He raised his eyelids, raised his lips suddenly, and supported his head with one hand, "What I promised was to allow her to leave the palace, not to take back the concubine's position." This was quite a bit of a denial, but he could not help but feel that,
There really is something to lose.
The air suddenly cooled down. The two men, who had been reminiscing about the past together just now, almost felt tit for tat.