The cold wind on the mountain continued, and the cat's hair was shaken by the wind. At first, she couldn't help but wrinkle her features and shrink back, but the wind on the top of the mountain was everywhere, how could she avoid it when she walked in it?
It wasn't until she saw the Taoist and the bay-red horse moving forward that they were a little far away that she quickly ran to catch up. Once she got used to the wind, her facial features soon relaxed, as if the cold wind was no longer there.
"Taoist priest~"
Her soft and thin voice came from the wind, and you couldn't really hear it clearly unless you listened carefully.
"What's wrong?"
"We have arrived in Changjing!"
"yes."
"This seems to be the place where you thundered!"
"yes."
"And the place where the fox sent us!"
"yes."
"Miss Sanhua has a photographic memory!"
"yes."
The Taoist looked down as he walked.
The dirt road in the mountains below is still winding, and there are a few scattered caravans going down the mountain to the city. The pavilion on the small dirt slope is still the same as before, but no one is playing the piano or pouring wine at this time.
"We have come a long way..."
The calico cat stretched its head and looked down.
The hair moves with the wind, which makes it a bit cool.
The world in Mao'er's mind is different from that of human beings. In addition, he is still young and lacks the concept of geography, direction and distance. He does not know how he has traveled in the past three years. He only remembers some profound impressions.
Place names, I remember some interesting places I experienced, I remember walking through many unfamiliar mountains and waters, endless grasslands and snow fields that could bury a whole cat. I only know that I followed the Taoist priest from Changjing and finally returned.
Arrive in Changjing.
As for the shape of this line in her mind, probably no one knows.
"yes……"
The Taoist still nodded in agreement with her, and at the same time turned to look at the cat walking in the wind: "Back in Changjing, Sanhua Empress would still be bullied by others, but before she knew it, Sanhua Empress was already a capable attacker.
The mountain bear retreats and the big monster fights the tiger monster."
"Well!"
The cat couldn't help but turn to look at him.
Memories emerged in her mind. Comparing the Sanhua Empress three years ago with the Sanhua Empress three years later, this change made her feel wonderful. Then time and experience seemed to have an entity. This entity even in the
Cats also have weight in their hearts.
But she didn't know how to tell or express, so she could only walk in small steps in front of the Taoist, while turning her head and looking up, staring at the Taoist without blinking with her reflective eyes.
"Interesting, right?"
The Taoist looked at her with a smile.
"..."
Mao'er then looked back and didn't say anything. He just quickened his pace and ran forward for a while, rushed to the roadside, and looked down at the Changjing City on the mountainside.
His eyes wandered, as if looking for familiar places.
Then he turned to look at the Taoist again.
The Taoist's eyes also followed her.
He only heard Mao'er say to him: "Miss Sanhua saw our house..."
"Just the house we lived in."
“The house we lived in!”
"Maybe someone else is already living here."
"what should I do then?"
"Let's move to another house. Anyway, Sanhua Empress has not spent all the money she earned, and there is quite a lot left."
"Empress Sanhua likes that house."
"Then let's go and take a look."
“Go check it out!”
"Don't force it either."
"There's someone there!"
"Where is the person?"
"Outside the city gate!"
"There are many people at the city gate."
"Someone we know!"
"what is it call?"
"Chen!"
"ah……"
The Taoist then raised his head and looked at the city gate in the distance.
It was dusk, but there was indeed someone standing there.
"..."
The Taoist smiled and kept walking.
Slowly go down the mountain along the loess road and take a closer look at the pavilions on the slope. Then the road becomes wider and you walk towards the city.
The people at the city gate became clearer.
It turned out to be General Chen.
General Chen took off his military uniform and turned into a military attaché robe. He did not carry a weapon. He just stood calmly at the door. His tall and majestic robe was also held up, like a pine or a mountain.
There are several dark and strong young men around them, wearing red robes, turbans on their heads, leather belts, long swords around their waists, bows and quivers, which are the common attire of military attachés and attendants in Dayan, especially in Changjing. It's just that
The murderous intent of these people is far beyond that of the military attachés in the capital. It seems that if they are given a piece of fine armor and a long spear, they will be the same group of soldiers who can protect the commander and charge back and forth in the northern Saibei army.
The group of people were scattered around, their eyes wandering around.
Until one person saw the Taoist coming from afar, his expression suddenly became condensed, and he turned around to remind his general, but saw that his general was already looking in that direction, and then he patted the wind and sand on his body and started to walk away.
Everyone quickly followed suit.
Not long after, the Taoist, cat and horse walking in front stopped, and the general, who was supported by many personal guards, also stopped, and the two sides faced each other.
"I've met sir, and I've also met Sanhua Empress."
"I have met the general." The Taoist also saluted him, "I haven't seen you for a year. How is the general?"
"Meow~"
"I'm having a good time for now."
"How does the general know that we will return to Beijing at this time?"
"Chen heard something about Guangzhou, and knew that Mr. will probably come back from here, so he sent someone to keep an eye on the official road. He heard the news a few days ago, so he came to the door to wait for Mr. every day."
"I heard that the general has been made a marquis, how dare I trouble the general?"
"Without sir, where would the great victory in the north come from, and where would Chen's title come from?" General Chen said to the Taoist very calmly, "Besides, Chen is just a warrior from the north. In this city of Changjing, sir is Chen's only
A person who can be called an old friend."
"I see."
Song You showed a smile.
The last time she came to Changjing, Wu Nuxia was waiting at the city gate, and the reason why she was like this was just because there were no other old friends in the city. Unexpectedly, when she returned to Changjing this time, there would be someone waiting at the city gate again, and
The reason is almost the same as that of Wu Nuxia nearly four years ago.
"Sir, please."
General Chen turned sideways and made an invitation gesture: "Sir, you have come from afar, so it's time for Chen to hold a banquet to welcome you."
Song You did not refuse, just nodded and said:
"I'll trouble you, General Chen."
"It happened to be the end of autumn and the beginning of winter. The best Songjiang seabass was sent from other places, so I went to Yunchunlou to ask about it and ask you to try it." General Chen said, suddenly laughing at himself and softening his tone, "It just so happened that Chen came back.
Since Beijing, I have not dared to respond to other people's invitations or entertain others, but today I am borrowing the honor of my husband."
"The general is very eloquent."
"Sincerely."
They saw the Taoist and the general walking side by side, passing through the city cave and entering the city. Behind him was a bay-red horse, with several personal guards beside him, and in the sky a swallow flew lightly over the city wall.
The calico cat followed the Taoist and turned to look at this familiar city with a pair of strange eyes.
I don't know how many people are watching in the dark.
Many personal guards glanced at them coldly, but quickly looked away.
There are no simple guards around General Chen. Even if they are not as good as Shu Yifan a few years ago, most of them can be called first-class masters in the world.
The peeping people thought they were hidden, and they could indeed hide it from many pampered officials in the capital, but in their eyes, it was as conspicuous as a demon blending into the crowd.
It's just that this is Changjing, so we followed the general's order and pretended not to see it.
The two of them reminisced about old times while walking, talking about what happened after the Taoist left.
Slowly passing through the city, we arrived at Yunchun Tower.
One of the bodyguards had already reserved a seat.
The Yunchun Tower that originally required reservations is no longer needed. The Songjiang seabass that was originally in limited supply can now be eaten freely. Even the private rooms that were originally fully booked are now available.
The Taoist took out the small bowl used by Empress Sanhua and put it on the table. Then he saw a famous maid stepping in, bringing gold bottles of wine and jade plates of delicacies to the table one after another.
"The general is too extravagant."
"This is a rare occasion." General Chen looked calm. He looked at the cat that jumped onto the table lightly, and then glanced outside, "Where are the swallows following Mr.?"
"My Yan'er is shy and shy by nature, and doesn't like eating human food, so I just let him be more at ease and don't embarrass him."
"I see."
"When will the general return to Beijing?"
"Spring begins this year."
"Didn't Your Majesty have any intention of ordering the general to return to the north in the past six months?"
"..."
General Chen just shook his head and filled a glass with wine.
Song You also poured some wine for himself. He turned around and saw Mao'er staring at him eagerly, so he poured some for her too.
Although the Taoist's technique of waving back and forth was not very advanced, he became more and more skillful in using it. He was holding a wine pot, and when he poured it out, it turned into sobering soup in another pot.
"Chen, please have a drink with Mr. Sanhua."
"Thank you for your hospitality, General."
"Meow……"
"Sir, please use chopsticks. Don't be polite. Although the conditions here are better than those in the army, please just feel as comfortable as in the army."
"nature."
The Taoist took the lead in using his chopsticks.
Songjiang seabass is in its best season. There is no other complicated preparation, just steam it with onion and ginger, and drizzle some soy sauce. Song You took the lead in picking up a piece of belly meat and put it into the Sanhua Niangniang bowl.
General Chen was already holding his chopsticks, but he stopped again when he saw this. He waited until the Taoist was picking up the food for himself, then started to use it. At the same time, he said to the Taoist: "Your Majesty's health is getting worse and worse."
"Are the rumors true?"
"It's true." General Chen also held a perch in his hand, "When I heard about it in the north, even if Chen's source of information was reliable, I thought it might be a show staged by the Imperial Master and His Majesty. It wasn't until I returned to Beijing to meet the Holy Spirit and saw it with my own eyes
His Majesty's physical condition... His Majesty is too old. Perhaps it is a lie that he was frightened by the assassination of a small country in the Western Region, but it is true that his health is deteriorating."
"Where is Princess Changping?"
"She is still in custody, and there is a lot of discussion between the government and the government about how to deal with her. She has committed a capital crime, but after all, she has a deep relationship with His Majesty. She personally helped His Majesty ascend the throne, and in the following twenty or thirty years, she also assisted His Majesty conscientiously and established the throne.
In such a prosperous age, Your Majesty is old. Old people are prone to determination and soft-heartedness."
It sounds like the storm in the capital was far more serious than popular rumors said.
The emperor was old and his body was declining rapidly, which was like a reminder, making the emperor anxious and the princess also anxious. Correspondingly, the growth of the two princes accelerated this process.
Song You also heard the general's sorrow.
In fact, many times, when great emperors get rid of meritorious generals, it is not because they are afraid of the generals - this kind of emperor is heroic and confident, but his self-confidence is limited to himself, and he feels that he can easily suppress these famous officials.
Military generals, but they may not be confident whether their descendants and young successors have such courage and ability.
So the emperor, knowing that his end was approaching, did not hesitate to use thunderous means to get rid of the powerful Princess Changping.
And what about this Marquis Wu'an?
It seems that it is difficult for General Chen to express this sorrow to others.
"Ha ha!"
General Chen laughed twice and said with an open mind: "Sir, you have just returned to Beijing, how can we talk about this? Please enjoy the food and wine, and worry about tomorrow."
So we enjoyed fine wine and delicious food, and talked about the changes in Changjing in the past three years, as well as the views of the DPRK and the Central Committee on re-building several northern states. Most of them were filled with emotion, and we didn't talk in depth. They were just side dishes to accompany the wine and rice.