The winter wind howled in the night, swinging the garrison's banner with the wind. Gao Deng, who was leading the army, looked sideways at Yan Qingchuan beside him. He was about to speak, but he heard Yan Qingchuan, who had been looking up at the garrison's banner. Qingchuan spoke first.
"General Gao, you must remember what you told me. If anything happens to His Highness Prince Ning, don't say that you have... Even if you really take the position of commander-in-chief of the Northern Territory, Your Majesty, I will also participate. One copy for you."
Hearing Yan Qingchuan's words, Gao Deng did not show fear. Instead, he raised his head and looked north, and then asked calmly: "Since Commander Yan has chosen to believe me, why bother? In your heart, you have always refused to believe what Old Chen said. , is it true?"
This question left Yan Qingchuan speechless. Gordon was right. Since he had seen the handwritten letter with his own eyes, why did he still utter threatening words? After all, he still refused to believe it. That one actually used his own son's life as bait. Read the book
What's even more unbelievable is the word "patrol" on the big banner with the sound of hunting. What does patrol mean and who can guard it? A few days ago, Gao Deng used the people as hostages to force Mu Yi to compromise. Could this be it? The upright way?
Yan Qingchuan couldn't help but feel a little confused. On the other hand, that young man was just a reckless person. He suppressed bandits and rescued people, and was willing to sacrifice himself for the safety of the people. These things should be done by him and Gao Deng.
Yan Qingchuan breathed a sigh of relief and was deeply confused. When he spoke, he no longer had the tough attitude he had before: "General Gao, Qingchuan is just being rude. It's just that... that person's plan is really... Can the land of Yanbei be cleared away? And does that map really exist? Why are you so sure that the map is in the hands of this young man?"
Seeing this, Gao Deng knew that the arrogant son of the Grand Master was deeply worried. He raised his hand lightly and dismissed the generals behind him. Then he said: "The Holy Lord is a hero of all ages. He single-handedly overthrew the previous dynasty. Tyranny, although there is no war for the time being, the Northern Jin Dynasty and the Southern Tang Dynasty are all peeking at our Central Plains. Only by clearing the obstruction of Yanbei can we unify the north and the south. Only by unifying the world can the people truly live in peace and harmony. Peace."
Seeing Yan Qingchuan's eyes becoming firmer, Gordon thought for a moment and continued: "As for that picture, whether it is true or not is not important. What is important is that the Holy Spirit wants to use the picture to stabilize the morale of the army. The morale of the army Only then can we send troops to Yanbei."
Hearing this, Yan Qingchuan couldn't help but say: "Ningwang Palace..."
Before he could finish his words, Gao Deng raised his hand to stop him. The "bastard" general looked back warily and saw that many soldiers had retreated ten feet away. I don’t want His Royal Highness Prince Ning to be put in jail, but Commander Yan needs to know that a king who has never suffered setbacks and a proud king may burn down the hard work of several kings..."
His pupils shrank suddenly, and Yan Qingchuan raised his head suddenly. He understood what Gao Deng meant and said in surprise: "General Gao's intention... Your Majesty wants Yi Chu?"
As soon as the words were spoken, Yan Qingchuan already regretted it. If such words of presumption about the Holy Heart were passed back to Jianglin by someone with a heart... Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Gao Deng with caution, and saw this "bastard" general. He just stretched out his little finger, clasped his ears, and said to himself: "I wonder if it was because of the night when the bandits were suppressed that the injuries were too severe, and my ears have not been working well recently..."
Seemingly seeing Yan Qingchuan's eyes, he turned to Yan Qingchuan with confusion and asked, "What did Commander Yan just say? Lao Gao and I were injured while suppressing bandits the night before, so my ears may not work properly."
Yan Qingchuan solemnly clasped his fists and said, "Thank you very much!"
"Thank me for what I did." Gordon had a "confused" look on his face, and continued to speak despite the gratitude in Yan Qingchuan's eyes.
"Commander Yan is worried, Gao Gao, I have also fallen into it a few days ago, but then I thought, if we really accept the status quo, one day, the Northern Jin Dynasty will set foot in the Central Plains again, and our people in Qiyun will no longer be trapped in the flames of war. By then, Either the few thousand people in Mo County or the tens of millions of people in Qiyun are homeless. Instead of being content with the status quo, it is better to take the initiative..."
After hearing these heartfelt words, Yan Qingchuan seemed to understand a little bit, but he had doubts again. He couldn't help but softly asked Gao Deng: "But I still don't know. After thinking about it...how can the Holy Spirit let go of His Highness...aren't you afraid of everything?" one?"
Looking at Yan Qingchuan beside him, his eyes showed the same look of surprise that he had when he was about to penetrate this layer.
Deng smiled slightly and kept talking.
"When the Holy Emperor was hiding in the dragon, even Prime Minister Xiao praised him for his ingenuity. I think even if we use him as bait, there will naturally be ways to protect him. This is not something you and I should worry about... Commander Yan Think about it, the land of Yanbei is the throat of Qiyun. If it is not the one chosen by the Holy One, how can it be sent here at will? Why should it be given to me in person, and why should the son of the grand master led by Yan Commander perform the duty of guard? "
At this point, Gao Deng's small eyes were full of penetrating light, and he whispered to himself: "His Royal Highness suppressed the bandits in Yanbei and eliminated the troubles of the imperial court. If the legendary formation is broken again, then His Highness's reputation will not be the same in Yanbei. Among the Northern Army, they can overwhelm Wanjun, and even overwhelm the one who was instructed by the Immortal to set up the ten Immortal Formations... However, only in the court can we cover up the crowd."
At this time, Yan Qingchuan, under Gao Deng's guidance, finally understood the thoughts of the 95-year-old man. With his eyes wide open, he seemed to have seen the prosperous age of "the unification of the world" in Gao Deng's words. He couldn't help but sigh that no matter His Highness Prince Ning, Or Na Mu Yi, compared to that one, is really short-sighted and not worth mentioning.
When he was in a state of excitement, he turned around and saw Gao Deng, this "bastard" general who was despised by everyone in the court. His small eyes were filled with the light of wisdom. He couldn't help but wonder: "General Gao Deng is talking to Qingchuan this time." After so much, aren't you afraid that after Qingchuan returns to Beijing..."
"Since Commander Yan has been ordered by the emperor to go north with His Highness, he has already been chosen by the Holy One. What's more, the Yan family has been in the dragon family for many years. If he doesn't trust Commander Yan, how can Gao dare to make his own opinions and ask for help from Commander Yan? Besides, Okay, I have talked so much with Commander Yan today, but I have selfish motives and want to ask Commander Yan for help." Gao Deng turned his head sideways and looked steadily at Yan Qingchuan.
"The general has received the Holy Majesty's decree. When this matter is over, he will pay homage to the Northern Territory Commander. Qingchuan doesn't know if the general still needs Qingchuan's help." Only then did Yan Qingchuan know that those who were far away in Jianglin, enjoying Compared with this "bastard" general, officials in peacetime were like frogs in a well.
"One day, if Mr. Gao ends up... the same fate as Wan Jun, I hope Commander Yan can... can save me... The descendants of the Gao family do not seek great wealth, as long as they can live in peace, Mr. Gao I can't thank you enough." Gordon was silent for a moment before speaking out his heart's trust.
Yan Qingchuan really didn't know that Gao Deng had replaced Wan Jun and became the commander-in-chief of the northern border. Since he was the official of the border, he had the military power in Yanbei. Although the edict had not yet been issued, it would be a foregone conclusion when things were settled here. Others, even if they were not complacent, were already looking at him with smiles, but this "bastard" general actually opened his mouth to ask for help as if he was entrusting his funeral affairs.
"I hope Commander Yan will agree." Gao Deng clasped his fists and saluted Yan Qingchuan.
Yan Qingchuan hurriedly held up Gao Deng's arms and said: "General Gao is serious. For Yanbei and the imperial court, the general is willing to bear the infamy for so many years. For this reason, let alone the future, if he returns to Jianglin this time, anyone will dare to If he talks nonsense about General Gao in front of Qingchuan, Qingchuan will definitely not spare him."
Just when Gao and Yan were about to continue talking, they heard the soldiers behind them reporting that the young man in the carriage had woken up and wanted to see Commander Yan.
Gao Yan and Yan Qingchuan looked at each other in confusion. Yan Qingchuan looked guiltily and said, "General Gao, Namu Yi..."
Gao Deng naturally knew what Yan Qingchuan was thinking, and he calmly spoke: "Gao knows that Commander Yan still has some righteousness in the world, but Commander Yan still needs to make up his mind on this matter."
"Of course Qingchuan understands this, but I just want to plead for this young man. His martial arts is not bad. If I, Qi Yun, really want to use the army in the future, I might become a pillar of talent. Please show mercy to the general." Yan Qingchuan said sincerely. .
Gordon laughed when he heard this: "Don't worry, Commander Yan. In fact, you don't need to tell me. Even Lao Chen has already begged for that kid's mercy. Don't worry, I have already ordered Lao Chen to use Ruanjin Powder to make him unable to use it. Punish more."
Although he had quietly inquired about Mu Yi's situation, after hearing Gao Deng's words, Yan Qingchuan was completely relieved: "Since he wants to see me, I will lobby him and maybe he can be brought back to the imperial court."
"It's best to accept this person. If you can't persuade him, don't let him ruin the big thing." Gordon's eyes at this moment were not as gentle as when he was talking to Yan Qingchuan before, but showed cold murderous intent.
Gordon was not worried that Yan Qingchuan would use the plan they just talked about to persuade the young man.
The two conditions put forward by the young man earlier were in line with what Gao Deng had in mind. Firstly, he could use this step to descend without having to raise a butcher's knife against the people of Mo County. Secondly, he could take advantage of the young man's promise to lead his troops northward for Ning Ning. His Royal Highness will provide back-up support.
Yan Qingchuan immediately understood what Gao Deng meant, and immediately clasped his fists and said, "Don't worry, General Gao, this Yan will be saved naturally."
Then he pulled the reins, returned to his horse, walked up to the soldier who came to deliver the message, and said, "Lead the way ahead."
Gordon looked at Yan Qingchuan's receding figure, narrowed his small eyes again, and looked up to the south in the direction in which Yan Qingchuan left.
The moon is high, and there is also a person in Jianglin City who is also looking up at the sky. At this moment, he is staring at the bright moon in the sky, as if he is lost in thought, so that someone behind him is ten steps closer, and the bright moon has just appeared from the sky. He withdrew his eyes, only glanced slightly, and then looked at the bright moon in the sky.
"Lord, why have you been so worried lately?" The moonlight fell on the person who came, and his face was revealed. He had a thin face, high cheekbones, slender eyes, and three long white beards under his chin. He was not Fan Mou. Who is it again?
If others see the majestic Qi Yun bowing to the man watching the moon on his right and calling him Lord, they may think that this person is Emperor Qi Yun. However, at this time, the lights in Fan Mansion have already been extinguished and there is no one there. Dare to disobey Fan Mou's order, no one else will see this scene.
After hearing Fan Mou's soft words, this man looked back and saw that he was a young master dressed in brocade and fur. When he looked back, his face was already smiling, like a ray of warm wind in the early spring, but when he spoke , but even colder than the winter wind.
"Didn't I say that no matter whether you are in front of me or behind you, you will only call me nephew, and I will call you uncle."
Hearing what the young master said, Fan Mou quickly said respectfully: "Fan Mou has taken note of it."
"Tell me, tell me, what has happened to the Qi Yun scholar these days." The young master stopped pursuing it, thought for a moment, and then changed the subject.
"Back to the master...back to..." Fan Mou obviously hadn't gotten used to it yet and stammered a few words, but he quickly adjusted and continued to speak.
"I only stay at home every day. I never go to court or receive guests."
"I heard that he returned to Jianglin and brought back Wang Tian's granddaughter?" The young master raised his eyes slightly and asked Fan Mou for confirmation of what he had heard in the past few days.
Fan Mou's long and narrow eyes showed some confusion: "Yes, but he did not take Wang Tian's grandson as a hostage, nor did he hide her, but... let her face the saint, and so did Wang Tian's grand daughter. Linglong actually pleased the Sacred Heart and was granted the title of Princess Minyue."
There was confusion on Young Master Junyi's face, but after a moment, he suddenly smiled again, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said to himself: "Is he a ghost? How can he be so calculating? I'm getting more and more... I'm curious, what kind of person can make my father care so much about him? He has such a name that is unparalleled in the world, I really want to meet him."
