At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

"Oh, who told you to burn Rong Shi's "How to Make a Buddha Jumping Over the Wall" manual as waste paper."

"I walked into Mei's house in the middle of the night and wiped your neck, so you can have fun secretly."

Xu Lu crossed his legs and played with a piece of warm jade in his hand.

"not me......"

Mei Xingyun scratched his head and tried to defend himself. At the end of his train of thought, there was an earth-shattering roar.

"Ah——" Why did you leave your eyes at home that day? !

This caused the passersby around him to look at him like a maniac. Zhen Youqian and Xu Luze turned around holding their tea bowls in tacit agreement, and directly changed tables, ashamed to sit with him.

The sound of Mei Xingyun just fell, and a bird in the distance immediately caught up with it, emitting a long cry that resounded through the sky, approaching from far away.

Xu Lu clicked his tongue in surprise, "I didn't expect Brother Mei to be able to sing like birds."

"I'll screw you, sir, Xu Gou will take his life."

Mei Xingyun directly picked up the tea stall owner's fire stick and chased Xu Lu.

Xu Lu is slightly younger than Mei Xingyun, but his skills are several times more agile. He left a series of footprints in the snow, walking Mei Xingyun like a dog.

"Young people are full of energy, Liang Er should be like this." Xie Yuheng put his hands behind his back and smiled at the farce below.

The corner of Zhou Canyun's mouth twitched, obviously he was the youngest one. He said this like an old man who has lived for eighty or ninety years.

Within a few breaths, the bird that had previously responded to Mei Xingyun's screams appeared in everyone's sight.

Spreading its wings more than half a foot wide, it flew straight towards the gate tower of Jiangling City.

The guards on the city wall, as if facing a formidable enemy, raised their bows and rushed towards the direction of Jianglinghou and Master Zhou.

Everyone wanted to use their bows to shoot at the eagles, but Rong Shi stopped them. One of the guards was dissatisfied and said, "I know that you are the scholar of Marquis Jiangling and that you have great martial arts skills. But how can you alone stop such a scene?"

"What happened to the Marquis and your lord? How can you take responsibility?"

Rong Shi glanced at the guard coldly, how could he stop him if he hadn't received the order from his master. Just like the one from the Mei family, his brain was kicked by a donkey.

While he was talking, the big eagle was already approaching.

A small white thing came out from under Xie Yuheng's cloak and only glanced at the big eagle.

The golden eagle folded its wings obediently and walked to Xie Yuheng's feet with silly steps.

Xie Yuheng chuckled lightly, stretched out his hand from under his cloak and touched its head, "Little thing, did you bring your second brother back safely?"

"what--"

The golden eagle hesitated for a moment, shook its head that was not very bright, and called out in response.

The guards, who were expecting a formidable enemy, were dumbfounded. They had only heard that Marquis Jiangling kept birds, but not that he even kept one of these things.

Only Zhou Canyun's eyes flashed with surprise, and he even felt a little itchy.

This sculpture is majestic when flying in the air, and looks like a goose when it lands on the ground... I want to touch it.

Half an hour later, it was almost dusk, and the number of people at the tea stalls outside the city increased instead of decreasing. They were all people who wanted to catch a glimpse of the officers and soldiers of the Shenwu Camp.

Birds in the distant forest were flying in fright, accompanied by the shaking of the ground and the sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer.

Soon the soldiers from the Shenwu Camp appeared on the official road outside the city, their flags fluttering in the wind, but the number... was not as large as when they left.

The people of Jiangling City lined the streets to greet them, and many of them saw the elite troops of the Shenwu Camp for the first time.

All of them ride tall horses and look young and strong, not to mention more popular with aunts and daughters-in-law.

Xie Mingcheng held the reins with one hand and saw...his elder brother from a distance.

There was no way, Xie Mingli was wearing a black cloak, which was really too conspicuous in this ice and snow.

Then, he saw his little sister's... head. Well, the city wall is too high. It's not because his little Yuheng is short.

Xie Mingcheng let go of the reins, raised a bright smile, and waved towards the city wall.

A small hand immediately responded to him from behind the city wall, and Brother Eagle also spread his wings and flew high, hooting loudly around the city gate tower.

The gate of Wengcheng had already been opened. After the two sides handed over some necessary procedures, the soldiers of Shenwu Camp drove in and headed north towards the new camp of Shenwu Camp.

Therefore, this expedition was not the main force, but only support. There was no need to go to Beijing for a trip. Zhao Zheng could just go back to Beijing and report on his work.

Moreover, it is already the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the imperial court has already sealed the seal, so the report will not be discussed until after the year.

Xie Yuheng sighed, the state-owned legal family has family rules, and the military also has military rules. I think Second Brother and the others have to go back to camp first so they can meet again tomorrow.

"Look, there are no missing arms or legs. Let's go."

Xie Mingli patted her shoulder comfortingly.

Unexpectedly, when the carriage arrived outside the east gate, there was already a man and a horse waiting there.

Rong Shi had excellent night vision and could see from a distance. He tapped the carriage with his index finger.

Xie Yuheng poked his head in confusion, and then called out in surprise: "Second brother!"

Xie Mingcheng threw the reins directly to the Xie family guardian, and got on the carriage with a push of his right hand. Explained: "Tomorrow is also a day off in the army, so Master directly asked me to go back first."

"That's great. I thought my second brother wouldn't be able to have New Year's Eve dinner at home." Xie Yuheng looked at Xie Mingcheng carefully.

After more than three months of war, the young man seemed much calmer.

There is a small faint scar at the end of his right eyebrow, and his chin is covered with blue stubble.

Xie Mingcheng was embarrassed to be looked at. He scratched his head and touched the scar at the end of his eyebrows in embarrassment. He muttered: "I just said he's a bit ugly, but that guy Zhao Wumian is the one who makes me stand up."

In that compartment, Xie Mingli had just ordered the boy to hurry up and tell his family the good news, plus some of Xie Mingcheng's favorite dishes.

Turning back, Xie Mingli glanced at it, "It's a small superficial scar. Go back to find your mother and ask for a bottle of scar removal cream. Apply it day and night. It can be removed in less than half a month."

In front of Xie Yuheng, Xie Mingcheng still pretended to be an older brother.

At this moment, when Xie Mingli said this, the tip of his nose felt a little sore.

I was scared when I first entered the battlefield. I didn’t have time to panic when I killed someone for the first time, so I swung my knife at the next one, like an emotionless executioner. Either you die or I live.

And I saw my comrade being cut off from his horse and never getting up again. Maybe they were trampled by the elephant's hooves and lost their identity, or maybe they finally managed to get back to the city, but they couldn't withstand the high fever at night.

Xie Mingcheng couldn't help it any longer, holding his sister in one hand and his eldest brother in the other.

Sometimes he would rub this person's head, and sometimes he would wipe his nose on another person's clothes.

The young man gritted his teeth and cried silently.

Xie Yuheng lowered his eyes and stretched out his little hand to gently pat Xie Mingcheng's back. It would be better not to slap him, but to hit Xie Mingcheng's injury right away.

A miserable donkey braying suddenly came from the carriage, and Xie Mingcheng looked back at Xie Yuheng with tears in his eyes.

I'm afraid my little sister's little hands may have touched dog feces, otherwise she would be able to shoot accurately.

Xie Mingli, who originally disliked his stupid brother for wiping his nose on his clothes, said nervously: "I'm injured and haven't recovered yet? Let's see if it's serious."

Xie Mingli's slender fingers held Xie Mingcheng's clothes, and then, suddenly thinking of something, he put them down again.

Xie Mingcheng looked like he was determined not to be humiliated. He held his clothes tightly and sat next to Xie Yuheng. He muttered, "It's just an arrow wound, not serious."