As dusk fell, crowds of people had already gathered outside the west city of Yuyi Town. Bonfires and drums were set up everywhere, and the musicians started playing welcome music in unison.
Extending ten miles from the city gate, the entire long street is hung with more than a hundred pairs of lanterns. The Zhao family alone put up more than thirty pairs, and the rest were divided among the wealthy businessmen. This makes the entire West City lanterns even at night.
Can keep the light as bright as dawn.
Another group of fine musicians came out to welcome them, and the beating of drums had not stopped since just now. After half a stick of incense, a group of people finally appeared on the edge of the grassland under the dusk.
I saw two people in the front row, each riding a tall horse, leading a group of infantry. Behind the infantry were several groups of people. In front of them were Huang Yixiao, the new general of Yuyi Town, and Zhao Kuo, the new head of the Zhao family.
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From the west side of the city, we saw the army returning in triumph. The musical instruments that had been dormant for a while started playing again, and the city gate slowly opened. Dozens of people came out neatly, all of them elegantly dressed and radiant. The leader was
Zhao Xiaomei.
Accompanied by wisps of cheerful music, Zhao Xiaomei stepped forward and bowed to greet her brother. Zhao Kuo turned and dismounted, wearing a robe inlaid with gold threads and a python pattern on the seven-foot man, swinging in the wind, showing an awe-inspiring temperament.
"Brother, you have returned victorious!" The younger sister leaned over and faced General Huang Yixiao, and continued: "General Huang, you have worked hard all the way."
This was Huang Yixiao's first official meeting with Miss Zhao. He actually felt a little embarrassed and raised his hands in greeting: "Miss Zhao, you are too polite. Mr. Zhao entrusted you with an important task before his death. I, Huang Yixiao, could not let Mr. Zhao witness the recovery of Beizhen.
I’m so ashamed!”
"The news of my father's death...does my brother also know about it?" Zhao Xiaomei's eyebrows were downcast, unable to conceal her sadness.
Zhao Kuo took his sister's hand and said, "You have worked hard during this period."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Kuo glanced sideways at Bai Feng and Murong Yan, who had been waiting for a long time. They stepped away and bowed to Bai Feng, saying: "Brother Bai, you did a good job!
"
"You did a good job too, Brother Zhao." The two looked at each other and smiled, patting each other on the shoulders to show their trust.
"Miss Murong, you and Brother Bai haven't settled the major life events yet. We just won the battle. It's better to choose a different day and let the soldiers and civilians of Yuyi Town come to bless you. How about it?" Zhao Kuo was talking nonsense.
But it was something that Murong Yan didn't expect.
I heard her politely refuse: "Don't worry about this matter. In fact, when Brother Feng and I were in Wuchuan Town, someone already acted as a matchmaker for us..."
"How can this be done?" Zhao Kuo joked: "You don't know about this...but I won't force you." As soon as Zhao Kuo finished speaking, Zhao Xiaomei echoed plausibly: "As long as Sister Murong and Mr. Bai
If you want to have a decent wedding one day, we, brother and sister, will definitely arrange it for you."
Bai Feng looked at her younger sister thoughtfully and said: "There are still many things in the town that have not been completed. Although it is equally important to let the soldiers and civilians recuperate, I don't want my personal affairs to hinder the reconstruction of Yuyi Town."
"Okay." Zhao Kuo responded and turned to his uncles and brothers and said: "Everyone, my Zhao family obeyed the people and gathered heroes from all walks of life to finally regain the lost territory for Beizhen and expel the Tartars. Now, let us cheer for the victory.
Bar!"
After he finished speaking, the entire West City suddenly fell into joy.
Troops of troops passed through the city. They were either driving carriages filled with trophies. The weight of the carriages caused deep ruts to be made wherever they went. Or they were raising their heads and singing along with the people.
Whirlpool dances were performed around the bonfire; disabled soldiers passing by could beg for a free drink even if they could not indulge in carnival.
Bai Feng and Zhao Kuo rode side by side. They greeted each other for a while on the road. Unknowingly, they came to the residence of the former general Yao.
"Stop!" Zhao Kuo waved and ordered the young man behind him: "Go and ask someone to open the door. Just say that the eldest lady is back."
"Yes." After hearing this, the young man immediately went to the mansion and knocked on the door.
Bai Feng was surprised for a moment and asked: "Miss? Could it be..."
"That's her." Zhao Kuo dismounted silently and walked to a carriage without saying anything, and helped a woman down.
"Yao Caiwei." Bai Feng thought in her heart: "How can I bring her back?" The young man couldn't help but recall that winter night, when he successfully stabbed to death the former commander-in-chief, General Yao.
Bai Feng became dazed for some reason and watched the two people walking to the mansion and exchanging heart-to-hearts for a long time before they separated. It wasn't until Zhao Kuo got back on his horse that he realized that everyone was already preparing to go back to the mansion.
"How is it? Does it remind you of bad things?" Zhao Kuo asked.
Bai Feng did not intend to be taboo, saying: "If possible, I really don't want to do the same thing again. In short, I have no face to face her."
"Brother Bai, you don't have to blame yourself too much. All this is for Yuyi Town." Zhao Kuo said: "Caiwei's husband died accidentally during the war... You also know that his husband Tong Yi has weird habits and is not good at all.
She is a womanizer, so she has never left any heirs to the Tong family. General Tong is naturally very dissatisfied with this daughter-in-law who married far away. I was afraid that Caiwei would suffer humiliation in Woye, so I had no choice but to bring her back."
Bai Feng nodded and told the other party that he already understood the general reason, but his sad face made it difficult for people to feel reassured.
"Brother Bai, I can't leave her..." Zhao Kuo continued to explain: "I have owed enough in the past... Now, her father and husband have died because of me, and I don't want her to suffer anymore. You should
Do you understand?"
The young swordsman muttered: "I understand, I understand...but can you stop other people's mouths?"
"Of course I can't do this, so I will tell you and only one person knows about this matter." Zhao Kuo covered his mouth and said mysteriously: "I only want the most trusted person to know where my weakness is..."
It’s hard not to be moved by these heartfelt words, but another opposite emotion is also rising - is it a good thing or a bad thing for these childhood sweethearts to reunite at this moment?
Bai Feng couldn't get the answer no matter how much he thought about it. After all, his understanding of the love between men and women was limited to his wonderful connection with Murong Yan, and he had no idea what the love between rich children was. The most important thing was that he couldn't
Confess the matter to a third person.
After being depressed for a long time, he tried to ask Murong Yan for advice on divination methods, but she was not sure where he would be in the future. She only said: "The more times like this, the more you should be quiet and inactive."
Then do nothing and wait for that moment to come?
Another month has passed here, winter is approaching, and the windows are gradually covered with frost and fog. Due to years of war, Beizhen's connection with the Central Plains Dynasty has gradually faded. At this time, Beizhen suddenly received news from there that was enough to surprise everyone.