Not seeing each other for one day is like three autumns.
The sight of the sun is like a ghost and a feeling of resentment.
In the wing room, Gu Nanyuan settled her grudges, hugged Zhao Wujiang tightly and refused to let go, her face was like a peach blossom, and her eyes were like spring water.
"When Wuya Pavilion is fully staffed, I also want to live with Sister Huayi and Sister Chanxi."
"You don't have to wait any longer, you can do it now." Zhao Wujiang tucked Gu Nanyuan's messy hair, which was damp with fragrance and sweat, behind his ears with a serious expression.
"No." Gu Nanyuan shook his head:
"I promised you before that I would assist Sister Hua and the two elders Su to build Wuya Pavilion. Now is a busy time."
"Silly." Zhao Wujiang nuzzled Gu Nanyuan's pretty cheek with the tip of his nose.
Gu Nanyuan was like a little fox, shy but cunning:
"Do you pity me?"
"What do you think?" Zhao Wujiang smiled warmly.
"Then...if you pity me, please don't pity me next, okay?" Gu Nanyuan pursed her red lips lightly, her eyes as charming as silk.
Listening to Gu Nanyuan's charming words, Zhao Wujiang's eyebrows were frivolous and he joked:
"Didn't you say you were busy before?"
"Yes." Gu Nanyuan hooked her slender hands around Zhao Wujiang's neck, her pretty face close to the side of Zhao Wujiang's face, her moist red lips nibbling Zhao Wujiang's earlobe:
"This is called stealing from you..."
"Then you have to sit still..." Zhao Wujiang smiled.
The next moment, the cooing and crashing sounds suddenly began, and a touch of spring could be seen in the heavy winter snow.
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Four days later, the fifth year of the great summer begins, Kuihai, the 19th day of the twelfth lunar month, Chen hour.
Tiannan City Gate.
The city wall is connected with the mountains, with Daxia in the north and Miao territory in the south.
The flames of war raged from time to time, but in the past two days, the soldiers guarding Tiannan City in the southern border did not choose to take the initiative to attack.
Because a few days ago, Daxia and Southern Xinjiang failed in their first head-to-head confrontation in many years.
The war beasts in southern Xinjiang were extremely ferocious and tyrannical, and Daxia's fire attacks were also ineffective.
Although the soldiers in the southern border can attack with strong troops, facing these war beasts and the backhand of the southern border that has not yet been revealed, if they attack rashly now, they will only suffer heavy losses and the gain will not be worth the loss.
The main general is Xiao Yuanshan, who is known as General Daxia Cetian.
He is tall and strong, dressed in black robes and armor, and is full of murderous intent. He is currently on the tower looking south at the rolling mountains of southern Xinjiang, with a solemn look on his face.
"General, more food and supplies have been delivered." The soldiers under Xiao Yuanshan's tent came to report.
Xiao Yuanshan held the handle of the knife at his waist with his left hand, and there was a blood-stained Yanyue Sword not far away from his right hand. When he heard the soldier's report, he nodded slightly and didn't care.
Tiannan Chengguan has abundant grain and grass stocks, and there will be no shortage of grain and grass in a short period of time.
"General, we are accompanied this time by two ministers from the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Works." The soldier reported again.
Xiao Yuanshan's eyes flickered slightly and he said in a deep voice:
"Let them come up."
The imperial court actually sent two ministers of the Sixth Department to transport grain and grass this time. Could it be that they had important information?
Not long after.
Two men wearing Daxia dark blue official robes climbed up the tower with trembling figures.
Together with the team transporting grain, grass and baggage, they arrived at the distant southern border.
They all came from literary backgrounds, and even though they were quite busy in the Sixth Department on weekdays, it was much better than these days of turbulence. After these days of turbulence, they only felt weak and weak, and their bones were about to fall apart.
"General Xiao."
The two ministers were greeted with courtesy, even though they were considered to be of high position and authority in Kyoto, but in the southern border, even if the minister came, he still had to be greeted with respect when facing Xiao Yuanshan, the pillar general who had made great contributions to the Great Xia.
Glancing at the two ministers, who were frail and pale as paper, Xiao Yuanshan did not look down upon them.
Civil servants are different from military generals. These two civil servants were able to travel all the way from Kyoto to the southern border without any complaints on their faces.
In Xiao Yuanshan's opinion, this shows that the current civil servants in Daxia are still very good as a whole, and they must be able to endure hardships and stand hard work more than before, which is a good thing.
He nodded kindly, but the invisible murderous aura was difficult to control:
"Two adults, what is the important matter for this trip?"
