The conversation was successfully concluded.
Early the next morning, Ren Ning and Lei Er left Zhennanguan and returned to Nanshu City.
There was nothing important at hand, so the two of them walked slowly and leisurely north.
Just in time for the two war horses to bend.
"Old Ren, when will we return to camp?"
After reading the military situation in various places, Lei Er, who had not been in war for a long time, felt that his hands were itchy.
Ren Ning shook his head, "I don't know, I haven't received any news from General Wei yet."
He looked at Lei Er and said, "What? Why don't you spend the New Year together as a family at home?"
"Okay, okay." Lei Er scratched his head, "Aren't I afraid that we won't be able to catch up with the battle to recapture Beiguan Pass?"
After all, Zhennanguan is still quite far from Beiguan.
If the military regions suddenly launched an attack, they would probably be too late.
Ren Ning nodded thoughtfully.
According to Wei Junqian's temperament, this situation may not be impossible.
"I'll send a message to ask after I return to the city."
"This is the best." That's what Lei Er meant, and he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
Perhaps all parties, including the Japanese pirates, will also celebrate the New Year, and everything will be safe and sound in the coming days.
Soon it’s New Year’s Eve.
There was a round table in the dining room of the General's Mansion, and the table was filled with delicious food.
Ren Ning's family sat together, unable to tell who was older and who was younger.
Both women were satisfied.
"Time flies, and another year turns out to be another year in the blink of an eye." Ying Pan sighed with emotion.
She glanced at Ren Ning.
"Husband, do you still remember? On New Year's Eve last year, you secretly ran back to Xingji City from Jiuyuan County. Thinking of that scene really makes me feel as if it happened yesterday."
"of course I remember."
Ren Ning nodded, his playful eyes falling on his son who was asleep next to him after eating and drinking.
If he hadn't sneaked home last New Year's Eve, I don't know where Ren Zhan would be now.
Yingpan blushed and looked at Li Hezhu opposite.
"Yunchui values more children and more happiness, so let's try to add more people to the family this time next year?"
Ahem.
Miao Dong couldn't help but cough.
Guangxin is far away from the Central Plains, and there are not many strict rules in speaking and doing things.
But her unmarried sister-in-law is still there. Can brothers and sisters-in-law pay attention to the impact?
Ren Ning pretended to be Hu Tu.
"Sister Dong, please stop coughing. It's Chinese New Year. I know you miss your brother."
"Well, let's try to get Miao Xia to come to Guangxin on New Year's Eve next year. Let's have a good New Year together as a family."
Ahem.
A bunch of women rolled their eyes.
In this way, the few of them talked to each other and ate slowly.
Calm and warm.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Yingpan became a little distracted.
Ren Ning knew what she was thinking at a glance.
"Are you trying to fool them, or are you thinking of your brother?"
At this time last year, You Meng took a caravan to the north and traveled thousands of miles to Star City, where he finally met Ren Ning.
When Yingpan came back to her senses, she didn't cover up.
"Think about it. I don't know how they are doing now."
Nowadays, there is peace near the fortress, but there is a tense situation deep in the Xiliang grassland.
The hostility between Blood Moon and Angel is getting stronger and stronger, and it continues unabated even with the intervention of the Prairie Royal Court.
Although the grievances between the two clans will not affect the Desert of No Return in the north for a while.
But I don’t know when the Kailun Stone Forest will lack water, dry up, or be involved in a conflict between the two major tribes in the grassland.
That was the last foundation and habitat of the Kailun tribe.
I can't help but hope and worry.
Ren Ning stopped the tachyon.
"Don't worry. The Ling family caravan has been saying recently that it wants to restore the east-west trade route as soon as possible. If they really go west, they can ask Ling Yunsheng, the leader of Ling merchants, to give them a message."
He opened his mouth, but no more words came out.
In fact, the fortress has always wanted to build a windmill deep in the grassland to send messages. The destination is of course the Kailun Stone Forest in Tiele.
As long as the cultivation is completed, communication will be much faster in the future.
By then, the fortress will have more timely and clear control over the grassland conditions.
It's just that the concept of "people who are not from our tribe must have different hearts" is deeply rooted in the hearts of people everywhere in Yunchui.
Although the garrison general Huo Ling has repeatedly raised the necessity and urgency of building windmills deep in the grasslands, it still aroused many people's concerns.
By the way,,, version. 】
For example, Kong Chunhui of the Yingling Legion has always been vocal in his opposition.
What he meant was that if the people of Xiliang secretly learned Pinyin, they would be able to easily identify the content transmitted by the windmill.
At that point it will be hard to say whether it is good or bad.
Ren Ning's eyes flashed.
Kong Chunhui’s concerns are understandable.
However, now Pinyin literacy has been implemented all over the world, and the pronunciation of dialects in many places that are difficult to understand is moving closer to the pronunciation calibrated by the old teacher. Sooner or later the windmill communication that the legions have been using will be exposed.
It seems that binary Morse code is time to be put on the agenda.
It is said that the rules of Morse code are simpler than the windmill message, but it is more difficult to decipher.
Even if spies from various countries saw the signal in the middle, they would have no way of knowing its contents without the code books in the hands of the generals.
It is Ren Ning's tradition to do whatever he says. After the New Year's Eve dinner, he soon got busy again.
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Star City.
The Spring Festival is the most solemn festival for Yunchui people.
Although the weather this year is colder than in previous years, the entire imperial capital is bustling with lights and colorful lights and people coming and going.
However, Zhongyongbo Mansion in Yong'an Hutong is a different story.
The prince Xiao Rui sat on the main seat lifelessly, looking expressionlessly at Xiao Yong who was opening and closing his mouth in front of him.
Xiao Yong just came back from Baekje. He came back specifically to deliver a message or a booklet for the general Xiao Zheng.
Madame Liu Wan has already read the content, and Xiao Zheng is preparing to replace Zhongyong as the heir apparent.
After the new year and the beginning of the dynasty, as long as the certificate is sent to Emperor Changxing for approval, Xiao Rui's status as the heir apparent will be revoked and it will fall on the second son Xiao Gang.
Tap tap tap.
The doorman hurried into the main hall.
As if sensing the unspeakable oppression in the hall, he couldn't help but shrink his neck and looked at the masters cautiously.
"Madam, Your Majesty, the Marquis of Yongchang is here to visit."
Xiao Rui perked up and said, "Grandpa and grandma are here? Please invite me quickly."
snort.
He snorted coldly towards Liu Wan.
If you want to seize his throne for no reason, you still have to see if his maternal family will agree.
Not long after, Yongchang Hou and his wife walked in with solemn faces, one calm and the other angrily.
During the Chinese New Year, both parties greeted each other politely and then prepared to sit down.
Before Marquis Yongchang said anything, Mrs. Marquis had already rushed to Xiao Rui's side and looked at her emaciated grandson with tearful eyes.
Ouch.
"My poor daughter, you didn't care about the poor situation of Uncle Zhongyong's house, and you wanted to marry that heartless Xiao Zheng. But you went there at a young age, leaving me, a white-haired mother, to give away a black-haired one... "
Uh-huh.
While wiping away her tears, she glared hard at Liu Wan, who was facing Qingfeng Yundan across from her.
"Now Uncle Zhongyong's Mansion has finally made some progress. The man named Xiao married a beautiful lady and gave birth to sons and grandsons. However, he turned around and forgot how my daughter and the Hou Mansion helped and protected them with all their heart and soul, and even He also wants to take away my grandson’s position as heir apparent.”
"This is really unreasonable..."
She rambled on for a long time and then patted Xiao Rui's pale face comfortingly.
"Don't worry, dear grandson. As long as my grandfather and grandmother are still alive, the position of heir apparent to Uncle Zhongyong's Mansion will be yours, and no one can take it away."
cough.
Marquis Yongchang coughed majestically.
"Ms. Liu, where is the information Xiao Zheng wrote back? Show it to me quickly and see what reasons he gave for removing my grandson from his position as heir apparent."
Liu Wan took a sip of tea before speaking in a pleasant tone.
"Go back to the Marquis. I'm so sorry. My uncle asked his personal guards to bring back the seal. But the contents inside are all important military affairs of the empire. Marquis, do you really want to read it?"
"In case it is leaked..."
Liu Wan nodded and lowered her eyebrows slightly.
Let’s not talk about what’s inside.
Xiao Zheng's book was given to Emperor Changxing.
He's just a declining marquis, and he wants to use his title to force others?
I really don’t know what to say.
