The Liao Dynasty, the Jin Empire and the suddenly rising Bohai Yuan Kingdom were three pillars, checking and balancing each other and attacking each other. Taizhou, located on the border of the Three Kingdoms, remained intact mainly due to Yelu Dashi's hard work.
Faced with the eager gaze of the Jin Empire and the Bohai Yuan Kingdom, Yelu Dashi, who knew that the imperial court had no time to visit, had to work day and night for the safety of Taizhou.
On this day, Yelu Dashi, who had been busy all day, was about to fall asleep. His confidant Xiao Hanlila suddenly came over and said slowly to Yelu Dashi:
"Sir, although the Great Jin Empire and the Bohai Great Yuan Kingdom are eyeing you, under your rule, Taizhou City has become as hard as a copper wall. No matter whether it is the Great Jin cavalry or the resentful army of the Bohai Great Yuan Kingdom, they want to enter. It’s not that easy for me in Taizhou City, so don’t worry.”
While Xiao Hanli was talking, he brought steaming hot tea to Yelu Dashi. After taking a sip, he blinked, glanced at Xiao Hanli and said:
"Xiao Hanli, the reason why the defense of our Taizhou City is progressing so smoothly is all due to you. I think your military commanding talents are not as good as those of Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Loushi of the Great Jin Empire. You can compete with them." Wanyan Wu begged for money and asked you to be a little general in this bitter cold land in the north. It's really hard for you."
"Sir, what are you talking about? Without Taizhou, where can I go? I, Xiao Hanli, am also a descendant of a famous descendant of the Liao Dynasty. You can't let me serve the Great Jin Empire. You gave me such an opportunity. I am content to settle down and live my life now.”
After Xiao Hanli finished speaking, Yelu Dashi continued to pat his shoulder, sighed and said:
"Alas, you are right. In today's world of Liao Dynasty, who can be a Bole like us? It is true that horses with a thousand miles of horses often exist but Bole does not always exist."
After Yelu Dashi finished speaking, Xiao Hanli glanced at him, thought for a moment and then said:
"Sir, although our Taizhou is far north, with a vast land and sparsely populated areas, it has hidden dragons and crouching tigers. It is a treasure land. Uncle Xiaoshan, Yelushun, Bernard Shaw, Xiao Tongli, etc. all have talents who know the world, but Murong An is the only one..."
Before Xiao Hanli could finish speaking, Yelu Dashi suddenly interrupted him and said:
"Yes, Murong An knows astronomy from above and geography from below. As the governor of Taizhou, he keeps the government affairs of Taizhou in order. Our soldiers can prepare for war here with peace of mind. The continuous supply of food, grass and soldiers delivered by Murong An is the key. He The credit for our work is not inferior to yours or mine.”
After Yelu Dashi finished speaking, Xiao Hanlila seemed to have thought of something. Suddenly his face changed and he was in a bad mood, so he left with an excuse.
Time flies, and it is another full-moon night of the year. Although the Khitan people, Jurchens, and Bohai people in northern Xinjiang do not have such a Mid-Autumn Festival, Xiao Liu, who loves the poetry and articles of the Central Plains, remembers it in his heart.
Especially since Yelu Dashi had been away for several months. In the bitter cold land of Taizhou, where she had no relatives, she could not wait for Yelu Dashi to come. She also had no news from her parents and brothers. She sat alone on the stone wall outside the big tent. meditation.
The sun slowly set, and the round moon slowly rose. She was still unmoved by her loneliness, and continued to sit outside the tent and meditate. After a while, she said to herself:
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky with your wine. I don't know what year it is tonight in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it will be too cold in the beautiful buildings and jade palaces at high places. Dance to clear the shadows, how can it be like being in the world? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, There should be no hatred in the low house, and there should be no regrets. Why do we have to be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter has never been possible in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away."
Suddenly, bursts of applause sounded outside the big tent. Murong An took a big step for a moment and said loudly:
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that Madam is also a sweetheart."
"It turns out to be Mr. Chang Shi, please come in."
After Xiao Liu finished speaking, Murong An walked towards the tent and said as he walked:
"I, Murong An, often read the masterpieces of Su Shi, the great poet of the Song Dynasty, but I still can't understand them. Now that I hear them from my wife, it feels really different."
"Hahaha, I made Mr. Changshi laugh. I just miss my husband Yelu Dashi and my parents and brothers. I just express my feelings on this night of the full moon."
Seeing Xiao Liu's tent decorated like this, Murong An was shocked again. He glanced at Xiao Liu and said:
"Madam, why are the things I sent you sitting around unused? You are a dignified wife of the governor, how could you do this?"
"Thank you, Lord Changshi. It's just that my husband has always been frugal and doesn't like luxury. He would be unhappy if he knew about it."
"Hahaha, this is because Lord Yelu Dashi doesn't know how to show mercy to others. Madam, you are different from us and different from the people of Taizhou. If you are so frugal, you will only make yourself miserable and suffer yourself."
After finishing speaking, Murong An took the opportunity to pick up the pastry he sent last night, politely put it into Xiao Liu's hands, and then said slowly:
"Madam, you have a noble body and are not comparable to the rough people like us. You can eat whatever you want and wear whatever you want. If you don't have it at home, I will have it sent to you."
After Murong An finished speaking, Xiao Liu said with tears of gratitude:
"In this desolate Taizhou, although I, Xiao Liu, am the wife of the governor, I have no relatives, I am alone, and I suffer from hunger and cold. It was Mr. Changshi who sent me good wine and meat, and quilts and clothes to keep me warm. You are my great benefactor, Xiao Liu."
After finishing speaking, Xiao Liu suddenly burst into tears.
After seeing this, Murong An said slowly:
"Madam, you don't have to be like this. As the right-hand man of Yelu Dashi, the governor, I, Murong An, should be there for my lady."
After finishing speaking, Murong An bowed his hands and bowed, and was about to leave.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and the lights in the tent were instantly extinguished, and the night with the bright moon suddenly turned pitch black.
Looking at the large tent with no fingers visible, Xiao Liu screamed and fell to the ground. Murong An wanted to help Xiao Liu who fell to the ground, but it was too dark to see where she was, so he had to find her by feeling.
Suddenly, Murong An tripped over a stool and fell directly on Xiao Liu. Xiao Liu, who was frightened, instantly nestled into Murong An's arms.
The strong wind blew harder and harder, and the two of them felt colder and colder. Xiao Liu kept getting closer to Murong An's tall body, and gradually found warmth under his warm body temperature.
Murong An had never had close contact with a woman, nor had he tasted the taste of a woman. Now, with his lord's wife pressing so tightly against his chest, his breathing became more and more rapid.
Finally, Murong An still couldn't hold on. He turned over and pressed the young and beautiful Xiao Liu under him. After seeing that Xiao Liu did not refuse, he became more and more courageous, and finally broke through the line of defense. The two were inseparable and lingering in the big tent.
Early the next morning, when Xiao Liu woke up, Murong An beside her had already left, leaving her naked in the tent recalling the scenes of last night.
