Chapter 129 The heroine Di Ji who died for her country (8)
Thinking about it, the experience of being beaten this time was enough to make the Huns change their original idea of taking advantage of the situation, and Pingguan could calm down for a while.
When Lin Zhen led the team back to the city, he thought about the situation for a moment and thought: After this, Pingguan will probably have a peaceful life.
Such a peaceful life is pretty good.
She rode a bay red horse and led the team back to the city with the general. The defenders in the city cheered for the people who returned to the city. Lin Zhen also experienced the treatment after winning the battle in Pingguan. There were a few slight
Some familiar people cheered for her in a very dignified way: "Emperor Ji is so brave!"
Lin Zhen smiled slightly and felt very satisfied with the warm atmosphere in front of him - the morale now is not the same as a few days ago.
According to custom, after a victory, the soldiers are rewarded. Since Lin Zhen was also involved, the general who went out with Lin Zhen to pursue the Huns sent an invitation to her and said: "Di Ji, there is a banquet in the army today, Di Ji.
Want to come and participate?”
Lin Zhenzhen turned over and dismounted. Hearing this, he nodded vigorously: "Come on!"
This banquet was said to be a celebration, but in fact it was also a way to test Lin Zhen's intentions - mainly Mr. Feng's idea.
Lin Zhen sat down at the top, turning a blind eye to Feng Yue's overt and covert gazes next to him, and was busy exchanging cups with several generals beside him: "Come on, general, let's finish this bowl!"
"Okay, okay!" Those generals didn't have as many twists and turns in their stomachs as Mr. Feng. Lin Zhen came over to propose a toast, and they drank it "Gurgling" and said proudly, "Fuck it!"
Lin Zhen poured bowl after bowl of wine from the wine jar and encouraged everyone present to drink. Even Feng Yue, who was trying to fish in troubled waters beside him, did not miss: "Mr. Feng, come on, drink!"
Feng Yue, who had been observing Lin Zhen for a long time, had no choice but to raise the wine cup on the table: "Please, Emperor Ji."
After three rounds of drinking, almost all the people in the tent were drunk by Lin Zhen, lying on the table and uttering drunken gibbering.
Apart from Lin Zhen, only Feng Yue, who drank very cautiously, could barely stay awake. He looked up at Lin Zhen, who was drinking like water, and then looked at the generals who were almost completely wiped out.
His hands trembled slightly: "..."
Lin Zhen raised her head and drank a glass of wine. She rolled her eyes slightly and noticed Mr. Feng, who seemed to be still awake. She walked over with the wine jar and said boldly: "Mr. Feng, let's have a drink?"
Feng Yue: "..."
In the end, the sound of drunken snoring could be heard in the banquet tent. Only Lin Zhen patted his sleeves and left with his hands behind his back in boredom.
The generals who recalled their drunken experiences after waking up: "..."
It's so embarrassing that so many of us can't drink at the house of a girl like Di Ji...
After fighting side by side several times before, and this time she drank everyone down, Lin Zhen gradually became familiar with the soldiers in Pingguan. She drank with them several times, and sparred several times on the military camp grounds.
, mingling with each other enthusiastically, barely even touching each other's shoulders to call each other brothers.
At noon that day, Lin Zhen had a discussion with the generals as usual, and when she came back, she received an invitation from Li Mo, inviting her to come over tomorrow.
Lin Zhen was surprised for a while after getting the invitation: "Li Mo's injury healed so quickly?"
So powerful! He is even more powerful than Xiaoqiang!
The person who came to deliver the letter didn't know how to answer this question and could only smile awkwardly.
Lin Zhen counted the time with his fingers, and recalled Li Mo's miserable appearance when he was rescued. He couldn't help but take a breath and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely arrive on time tomorrow."
The man bowed his hands to Lin Zhen, stood up and left.
Lin Zhen sat alone in the hall, took the invitation and looked around, frowned and thought for a while, then ran to the pavilion in the courtyard where he could just see the situation in Li Mo's house. It was on the second floor.
He sat down by the guardrail and roamed the courtyard not far away, trying to find Li Mo.
She sat here for a while and did not see Li Mo. Instead, she met the eyes of an old man with a white beard who was pushing a window in the attic opposite to let some air in.
Lin Zhen: "..."
Is it still too late to explain that I didn't intentionally peek?
The old man paused on the spot. He and Lin Zhen looked at each other for a long time, then closed the window with a slightly stiff "snap".
Lin Zhen silently climbed up from the cushion and walked downstairs.
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The next day, when the agreed time came, Lin Zhen took the invitation and walked slowly to the house next door.
Li Mo's house was ready early in the morning. As soon as Lin Zhen went over with the invitation, the housekeeper waiting outside the house greeted him with a smile: "Emperor Ji, please come this way."
Lin Zhen followed the housekeeper and took a look at the layout of the house as she walked - in fact, it was similar to the layout she saw in the attic, and she could even see it more clearly because of her high vision.
.I don’t know why Mr. Feng was so confident in letting her live in that house.
After walking around several small corridors and standing in front of a hall, the housekeeper stood outside the door and announced to the people inside: "General, the Emperor Ji is here."
A slightly hoarse voice came from inside: "Please ask Di Ji to come in."
"Yes." The housekeeper opened all the doors in the front hall, then bowed and said to Lin Zhen: "Emperor Ji, please."
What was this for, to avoid suspicion? Looking at his actions, Lin Zhen blinked in confusion and walked in.
As soon as he walked into the front hall, Lin Zhen saw Li Mo standing there with a cane, his right hand tightly wrapped in gauze and hanging on his chest, looking miserable.
Li Mo reluctantly lowered his head: "Li Mo meets Emperor Pingning."
Lin Zhen just wanted to hold this man down and ask him to sit down. Otherwise, he would look like a bully. Such a seriously injured patient would force him to stand and talk to him: "General Li, sit down. Yours
Don’t move around until the injury is healed.”
"Yes." Li Mo panted and slowly sat down on the seat behind him, and said to Lin Zhen, "Di Ji, please take a seat."
Lin Zhen picked a chair opposite Li Mo and sat down, and said: "General Li's injury is so serious. If there is anything important, it doesn't matter if you just need to recuperate for a few days and wait until the injury is almost healed before discussing it with me."
."
Li Mo's face showed a complicated smile that was mixed with helplessness, emotion and a little troublesome: "...I'm afraid that if I don't see Di Ji again, after my injury heals, I won't be able to recognize this Ping Guan."
Lin Zhen, who was known as brothers and sisters everywhere in Pingguan and played with cats and dogs, coughed in embarrassment: "Ahem, how could that be?"
