Xihe didn't expect that Meng Yuchuan would push the Liao army back to their home base so quickly! But it makes sense if you think about it carefully. In his previous life, King Yu died late. On the surface, he was a carefree prince who didn't care about anything. But behind his back, he stirred up troubles and made mischief everywhere. All the factions in the court were fighting each other.
Meng Yuchuan was sent to the frontier in a hurry, and he went to war with the Liao Kingdom before he had time to rest. As a result, the military rations that were supposed to follow him did not arrive for a long time.
An army of one hundred thousand fought hard. If they had no food, they would borrow it from the people around them. If the people were gone, they would chew tree bark and eat grass roots.
But in the thousands of miles of plains in the north, how could there be so much to eat? Finally, one by one dragged their weak bodies to the battlefield and died under the sword of the Liao people.
But even so, Meng Yuchuan still held the last line of defense, blocking the Liao army outside Jiashan Pass.
Suddenly, she felt a headache, and a picture suddenly appeared in her mind.
In the wind and snow, a team was struggling to hold on. The man at the head danced with two spears like a tiger, killing the enemy to a rout, showing fear on his face. His armor was torn and there were wounds all over his body, but he gritted his teeth and persisted. With fewer and fewer of his own people and more and more enemy troops, he defended the level until he was the only one left.
Xihe's heart tightened, but his eyes remained fixed.
The man held on tightly, as if he was unconscious, waving his spear mechanically with both hands, not allowing any enemy to get close to the checkpoint. The fear on the enemy's face became more and more obvious, and he looked like he was looking at a monster. The more enemy soldiers died, the more anxious they became, so they launched a fierce attack, but there was a 'bang' sound and the snow mountain collapsed...
Xihe looked suddenly enlightened. It turned out that the reason why the Liao people launched such a large-scale attack was because they noticed that the weather in the grassland was unusual.
If they didn't prepare food for the winter in advance, this mutated weather would send all their clansmen away, so they went south to attack in advance.
However, the Northern Liao Dynasty's offensive to the south had begun since the previous dynasty.
Northern Liao is vast but not suitable for planting. Most Liao people make a living by grazing, and life is difficult, especially in winter. If you are not careful, you may starve to death... So they started to rob, and the nearest Dazhao became achieved their goal.
Both sides are fighting for survival. If Northern Liao does not go south, they will starve to death. If Dazhao does not stop them, the people of Dazhao will become the souls of the Liao people.
Who dies and who lives depends on whose fist is stronger.
This time, Xihe went over early to beat Prime Minister Qiang. Prime Minister Qiang was afraid that something happened to Meng Yuchuan that would affect the prince's great cause, so he directly sent people to follow the military rations throughout the whole process until they were delivered to the border.
There is plenty of food and grass, and Meng Yuchuan is good at fighting, so there is no doubt that he will win this time.
When the news came that Meng Yuchuan had returned to the court, the house was filled with joy. The two ladies couldn't help but weep with joy. They also gave out a lot of silver rewards for everyone to enjoy.
Meng Huaiyu raised his head: "Mom, is daddy coming back?"
Xihe nodded, and the little guy smiled brightly and said excitedly: "Chen'er wants to fly a kite with daddy!" He still remembered that his dad took him to fly a kite in another courtyard last year.
A smile appeared on Xihe's face: "Okay, you can tell daddy then."
When the old lady heard this, she immediately thought of her precious grandson and hurriedly waved: "Good grandson, come to great-grandma." The little guy ran over.
The old lady held the little one in her arms, looking like a good grandson with a look of love and affection on her face.
She didn't know Meng Huaiyu's identity, she just felt pity for the little guy who lost his mother, and she felt as much pain as a jewel.
Time passed quickly, and soon it was two months later. People were crowding around the city gate early in the morning. As soon as the hour came, soldiers wearing black armor walked slowly outside the city.
The momentum is like a rainbow, the majesty is solemn, and the steps are uniform.
The people watching subconsciously held their breath.
As the team approached, the leading soldier dismounted, walked to his majesty and knelt down on one knee: "My lord, I pay homage to your majesty. Fortunately, I have lived up to my command and returned victoriously!"
The emperor helped the man up and laughed loudly: "Well done, my dear, come on, follow me back to the palace."
The group of people went straight back to the palace, and their backs disappeared. The people were still unfinished, and their hearts were full of envy. The Marquis was so powerful. His Majesty actually came to greet the master in person when he returned to the court!
The civil and military officials of the entire dynasty were also very surprised, and at the same time they even more supported the prince. After all, the Marquis was the prince's wife and brother-in-law.
The Hou Mansion naturally sided with the prince.
Prime Minister Qiang thought so before, but now he is not sure.
From the time he entered the city to the palace, Meng Yuchuan was constantly being asked to talk by the emperor. His attitude was respectful and generous, which attracted other courtiers to look at him frequently. However, Prime Minister Qiang was eager to find a chance to talk, and as a result, he did not say a word until the dinner.
His Majesty held a palace banquet for Meng Yuchuan and rewarded the meritorious soldiers. It did not end until dusk.
Xihe naturally attended the banquet as the wife of the Hou Mansion, so when she went there alone, there was one more person in the carriage when she came back.
When the carriage was halfway, Prime Minister Qiang came to stop the carriage, and then got in regardless of Xihe's dark face. Meng Yuchuan didn't wait for him to speak, and said with a smile: "Father-in-law, it's getting late today. My son-in-law will go to see you after tomorrow morning. , okay?"
He said it politely, but he motioned to the coachman to hold Prime Minister Qiang's arm.
Prime Minister Qiang: "...Then just listen to Yuchuan."
After getting out of the car, he frowned tightly as he watched the Marquis's carriage go away.
In the carriage, Xihe couldn't help but shake his head: "My father is too anxious." He even felt a little confused.
Meng Yuchuan put his arms around her, held her in his arms, put his chin on her shoulder, and closed his eyes: "The prince has become more and more high-profile recently. My father-in-law has warned her several times to no avail, so naturally he is anxious."
Xihe turned his head and saw that his eyes were green and black, so he knew that he must be very tired from the journey.
"I'm back home, have a good rest."
Meng Yuchuan said 'hmm' but did not open his eyes.
The car drove slowly through the streets and finally stopped at the Hou Mansion, and the two got out of the car.
Because it was too late, they just sent the message to the main courtyard, and the two of them returned to Peony Courtyard on their own.
After washing, changing clothes, and tidying up, Xihe wiped her hair and opened the bed curtain. She saw that Meng Yuchuan had put his hands on his lower abdomen and had closed his eyes. He relaxed his movements and prepared to climb over him into the bed——
A hand reached out, and she was caught off guard and fell on this person.
Xihe looked around in surprise and saw a tired face, a light layer of stubble on the man's chin, and a look of laziness in his eyes.
The two were very close, their noses touched, and their breaths were tightly intertwined. Xihe felt that his whole body was being sucked in by those deep eyes, and he vaguely heard him say: "I have lost weight."
Xihe:? ? Why?
Meng Yuchuan pinched his snow-white waist: "Don't you usually eat meat?"
Xihe thought of his usual nonsense and felt that he was talking nonsense, but Meng Yuchuan had already leaned forward and kissed her lips lightly...
After a sleepless night, when he woke up in the morning, Meng Yuchuan had already gone to court.
Xihe lazily put on his clothes. When the little guy in the yard heard the noise, he dropped the stick in his hand and ran in: "Mom, where is daddy?"
(End of chapter)
