"Hey...!" Yun Zheng reined in the horse and stopped it.
"Huh..." Beishan Wuxue didn't know why Yun Zheng suddenly stopped, so she had no choice but to pull the reins and look towards Yun Zheng. She saw him looking around, looking like he was appreciating the scenery. He couldn't help but feel angry and thought: The front line is urgent. As a young commander of the Yun family, why is this man not in a hurry? He is still here looking at the scenery. Besides, Yanjing is already very close. If you want to see the scenery, it is not too late to bring the military order to see it?
Unexpectedly, Yunzheng not only took a look, but also pulled the reins of the horse and walked around for a while. Beishan Wuxue was about to say something to urge him, but he heard Yunzheng look appreciative, high-five and chant: "Beside the broken bridge outside the post, the loneliness is opening." Without a master, I am alone and sad in the dusk, and the wind and rain have no intention of fighting for the spring. Once all the flowers are jealous, they will be crushed into mud and dust, and only the fragrance will remain the same!"
Beishan Wuxue was startled: This man is just a military commander, but he can still pronounce such a good word? Could it be that someone else wrote it and he plagiarized it? However, this word is really well written!
Yunzheng naturally didn't know that he had plagiarized Lu You's poem and was guessed by Beishan Wuxue. Now he finally understood what the history of this world was like: It turned out that after the Anshi Rebellion, the world suddenly fell into chaos, and the powerful Li Tang The dynasty was instantly destroyed, and the Wei Dynasty finally stood out and unified the world again - so, let alone the time for Lu You to be born, even if the time comes, I am afraid that Lu You may not still be alive.
Therefore, Yunzheng plagiarized without any scruples.
"Young Marshal Yun, I wonder who wrote this song "Business Master"?" Beishan Wuxue thought more and more that this poem was very well written, and couldn't help but ask.
"It's just something I felt at the moment. It's insulting to Miss Beishan." Yun Zheng was very shameless and registered Comrade Fang Weng's patent without any courtesy.
Beishan Wuxue was taken aback, and his eyes when looking at Yun Zheng softened a lot: "Such a masterpiece... is it actually the work of Marshal Yun on a whim?"
Yun Zheng said in his heart: I only said that I wrote it because of my feelings, but I didn't say that I wrote it. Hehehe said: "Miss Beishan is overly praised... Oh, the city of Yanjing is not far away. Why don't we let these arty things go first?" Let it go, or hurry up and hurry up?"
When Beishan Wuxue heard what he said, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, thinking that it was you who had stopped first, and now you were talking as if I had to drag you into being arty. His expression became colder again, and he said lightly "Hmm" to express that he understood.
When Yun Zheng saw her turning her head, he couldn't help but touch his nose and thought: Although it failed, at least I know that this girl still likes poetry. Well, it will be much easier to handle if she knows her hobby. But time is running out now, so this matter It’s better not to worry about a woman like her who looks cold on the outside, but is mostly stubborn, independent and eager to be cared for... Well, of course, you have to conquer her first.
The two of them were about to leave, but they found that the sky had changed and it was actually snowing heavily. Yun Zheng didn't bring anything to protect him from the snow. Just when he was depressed that there was no snow in Beishan, he took out a rain-proof cloak from a large bag hung on his horse. He looked at Yunzheng and said, "You have one on your horse too."
Yun Zheng took a look and saw that there was indeed a big bag on his horse. There were cloaks and other items in the bag. The two tied up their cloaks and hats and were silent all the way, just galloping towards the north.
The war is about to start, and there are very few pedestrians outside the city. Yanjing City is already in a state of constant preparation for war. It is not dark yet, but the city gate has been closed, and the suspension bridge on the moat has also closed the ten steps and one sentry on the tower. Obviously The defenders on the heavily guarded main gate tower were staring at the two cavalrymen galloping towards them.
In the sky full of snowflakes, two horses came running forward and backward. The man on the horse was the first. He was wearing a bad fur and a cloak. His hands were tucked into his sleeves and he tied the horse's reins to the bridle.
"Stop comers! Martial law is enforced in Yanjing City at night! You must leave as soon as possible. If you want to enter the city, come back tomorrow!" shouted a voice from upstairs.
Under the city gate, the knight who was riding first lifted his cloak, smiled and shouted towards the city tower: "Yun Ping! Don't you even recognize me? Open the door quickly, my father has a military order!"
There was a slight commotion on the tower, and the voice shouted again: "Young Marshal, wait a moment! The general will open the door right now!"
The suspension bridge at the south gate of Yanjing City creaked and slowly lowered, and the city gate opened with a creak. Beishan Wuxue was about to ride his horse forward, but saw that Yunzheng was motionless. Although he didn't know what he meant, he still restrained himself.
The horse stopped and just looked towards Yunzheng
Yun Zheng smiled and said: "Don't worry, Miss Beishan, we can't leave now." He gestured with his eyes to Beishan Wuxue, who was on the top of the city tower. When he looked up, he saw at least two hundred archers firing their bows and arrows.
Yun Zheng and her were slightly shocked and said, "Why do they dare to point arrows at you?"
Yun Zheng laughed: "My face can't be seen clearly from the city tower, and who knows if the voice is disguised... Even though the city gate is open now, there are actually a group of archers behind the gate. As long as we dare to look inside and ride horses,
Run, even if the archers outside can't shoot us, it doesn't matter, because there are still a group of powerful crossbows inside."
Beishan Wuxue secretly admired him. No wonder the Yun family has been standing for two hundred years and has been so famous. It was really impressive when he saw it today.
She was secretly admiring when she saw a twenty-seven or eight-year-old bearded man coming out of the city gate and coming towards them with jingling armor.
After walking in, the bearded general saw Yun Zheng's appearance clearly, knelt down on one knee and said: "The last general Yun Ping has met the young marshal! The young marshal is responsible for the responsibilities of the last general, please give me an order to take a look!"
Yun Zheng took out the jade pendant shaped like "an eagle catching a cloud" from his arms and handed it to Yun Ping
When Yun Ping saw this jade pendant, he was shocked. He quickly knelt down on his other leg and said respectfully: "Yunying Yongxiang!"
"Yun Ying Yong Xiang!" Yun Zheng also said and then said: "Okay, get up quickly."
Yun Ping handed the jade pendant back to Yun Zheng with both hands. He glanced at Beishan Wuxue and found that it was a beautiful woman he had never seen before. He was a little confused and asked: "Young Marshal, is this girl...?"
"Miss Beishan was invited by me on my mother's orders." Yun Zheng didn't intend to make it too clear. Anyway, if you push the matter to your mother, nothing will happen.
"Oh, that's it." He waved his hand towards the city gate and shouted: "Withdraw!" Then he extended his hand towards the city and said, "Young Marshal and Miss Beishan, please come in."
The archers on the city gate then put away their arrows and disappeared.
Yunzheng nodded slightly to Beishan Wuxue: "Miss Beishan, please"
"Young Marshal please"
Yun Zheng naturally knew that he should walk in front now. He smiled slightly, gently pinched the horse's belly, and rode into the city.
