Li Yuan had long chosen Tongguan, located east of Daxing City, as the final way to enter the Pass. However, he led the Jinyang army and went through countless hardships to break through the passes and seize the passes. When he was about to reach Tongguan, he was defeated.
Hedong County, located north of Tongguan, blocked it.
Qu Tutong, the defender of Hedong County, was regarded as the last glory of the Sui Dynasty. Li Yuan's battle with him was extremely hard and there was no end in sight. This gave him the idea of bypassing Hedong and killing Tongguan directly.
But Hedong is definitely a cut that cannot be bypassed. If he really bypassed it, Li Yuan could not convince himself that while Qu Tutong was constantly harassing him behind him, facing Tongguan with the Yellow River to the north, the Qinling Mountains to the south, and Yuanwang Valley to the east, all areas were prohibited.
Dangerous terrain for road traffic.
He stood on the highest hillside in the north of Hedong County, looking south. His eyes followed the waves of the Yellow River, as if he had already explored the Tongguan City Tower forty miles away. It was obviously within reach, but it was indeed so far away.
Just like the crown he can see in the night sky every night when he raises his head -
It was a pattern made up of dozens of unknown stars connected to each other in the southeast corner of the night. It was huge, exquisite, and noble. Li Yuan was very sure that in the whole world, only he could find those stars that could be connected to form a crown, so
This crown can only be seen by himself. So every sleepless night, Li Yuan would pace in the wilderness, stretching out his palm towards the southeast night sky. The crown was within reach, but so far away.
Just like Tongguan at this moment.
The night is vast, the river is tightly closed, and a man rides a horse through the mountains and ridges, covered in starlight, and stepping on the wind and dust, coming from the pass.
The visitor's name was Ma Sanbao, a boy from Chai Shao's family. When Chai Shao fled Hedong with Li Jiancheng, he stayed to serve Li Hongyu and never left her. Before Li Hongyu went to Sizhuyuan to persuade He Panren, Ma Sanbao stood up for her, otherwise Li Hongyu would not have
He would be so reckless and go alone.
Ma Sanbao lost three horses to death and almost fell off his horse when surrounded by Sui soldiers, but his belief in serving Li Hongyu kept him from jumping. The moment he saw Li Yuan, he knew that he had passed all the levels.
Li Yuan took the red envelope from his hand. Without having to listen to what Ma Sanbao said, Li Yuan knew that this was his beloved daughter's favorite color. The letter described everything that Li Hongyu had done to clear the passage within the pass. The most important thing was that the pass to the west of Tongguan was close to the
Huayin County had been captured by Li Hongyu, and Tongguan was defeated without attacking.
Li Yuan's hand holding the envelope trembled slightly, as if there were flames on the envelope trembling in the wind. Li Hongyu's writing was simple and concise, without any show-off or complacency. The last sentence of the letter made Li Yuan extremely at ease: "Aye
, I miss you. Daxing City is reserved for you."
The most difficult hurdle to enter the customs was just like this, amidst the miraculous movement of a ball of red fire, he passed it in a way that Li Yuan had never dreamed of.
The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly. Li Yuan's army set out today, crossing the turbulent and turbid Yellow River in a mighty manner, bypassing the stubborn Qu Tutong, and there was no barrier on the road ahead. Li Yuan held a sharp knife in his hand,
Heading straight towards the heart of the entire Sui Dynasty.
Of course, at the peak of his high spirits, Li Yuan did not forget to ask his eldest son Li Jiancheng, who had just returned from the Turks not long ago, to stay and guard Tongguan, using the dangerous terrain to block Qu Tutong behind him.
Destiny was so unpredictable that Qu Tutong never dreamed that the natural danger he relied on to resist Li Yuan would become a steel knife that prevented him from saving the Sui Dynasty. After he tried his best to seize the northern city of Tongguan and was unable to make any progress, he had no choice but to slap the table.
He looked up to the sky and sighed. Li Jiancheng, in the short few months since he returned to Aye's command, once again completed his task perfectly, making solid steps one step after another in the competition for the successor of the Tang Dynasty.
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At the grand and warm dinner party held by the Li family, Chai Shao saw his wife who he threw to the east of the river with his own hands, and then appeared in his mind over and over again in countless long nights. But this woman was sitting behind a certain low table.
The woman who frequently raised her cup and smiled faintly had become extremely strange. Her appearance had not changed at all, but her demeanor and demeanor were much better than before she left Hedong.
Li Hongyu was like a coil that kept turning. Every man's gaze at the banquet was tied with a red rope and wrapped around the coil. Only then did Chai Shao realize that he had never seemed to see clearly the person he was living with.
My wife, who for many years was supposed to be providing me with daily necessities, but at the same time found that I loved her more than before.
After the banquet, Chai Shao approached Li Hongyu with an uneasiness and sincerity he had never experienced in his life, hoping to chat with her alone for a while. However, Li Hongyu insisted that Chen Yingying, Dancing Horse, and Ma Sanbao stay.
"If you don't agree, this is your last chance." Li Hongyu said.
In the tent late at night, with the candles swaying without wind, Chai Shao knelt down, tears falling faster than wax. With an extremely pious attitude, he described his unforgettable thoughts and heart-wrenching regrets since the two separated.
He tried to return to Hedong countless times, but was kidnapped by the rebels and had nowhere to stay. In a Turk prison, he carved countless names of Li Hongyu on the steel railings, and wrote a love letter to her in blood.
It is also a suicide note.
He once thought that he would be buried in the vast desert, but he was lucky enough to return to Jinyang intact. The first moment he stepped on the soil of Han Dynasty, an idea came to his mind - he wanted to apologize to her, he wanted to
Pray for his forgiveness, and he will protect her with his whole life until death.
Li Hongyu didn't say a word the whole time, until Chai Shao finally swore on his own life, then she took out a letter as red as fire from her arms and handed it to Chai Shao.
"What's this?"
"He Li Shu." Li Hongyu said lightly: "I fell in love with someone else."
"who?"
No one gave Chai Shao an answer. At this moment, Chai Shao realized that the wife in front of him was truly strange. This strangeness was by no means due to the subversive changes in temperament, style or behavior, but was closer to a bath in the soul.
Rebirth from fire. This did not shake his sincere love for her at all, but instead made this love even stronger like fire cooking oil.
Chai Shao took the Heli book, glanced at it, and put it in his arms. He stood up silently, his face calm, as if he had accepted Li Hongyu's cruel and direct decision.
But she secretly swore in her heart that if Li Hongyu wanted to marry someone else, she would have to use her own body as a dowry.
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Some readers asked what the final chapter means.
Well, indeed, this book is ready to be finished.
Because my grades were very poor and there was very little interaction, I wrote the long-lost stand-alone feeling. I was more honest with myself, and I really had no motivation to continue writing. In addition, the author was also very busy at work, so it was easy to get into trouble writing a book.
was interrupted.
But no matter what, this book took a lot of thought and energy from the author, and he still wanted to write an ending that satisfies himself and the readers.
After thinking about it for a long time, I decided not to compress the plot in any way, but to strictly control various scenes, devote my energy to highly refined story narration, character description and atmosphere creation, and write a large number of stories in a very short space.
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Although it is said that I have entered the final chapter, I have roughly calculated that there will be many final chapters and I won’t be able to finish them in a short time.