Wen Xiangyanyu

Three years later, in Liangzhou, the frontier camp.

The battle between the Dacheng court and Barrington and the Assassins lasted for three years. At the end of last year, the Khan of the Assassins was killed on the battlefield. The eldest son inherited the title less than half a month ago and was beheaded by his younger brother Jiang Rong. Later, Jiang Rong led his troops to surrender.

The Barringtons retreated in anticipation of the wind, and the Dacheng soldiers and horses pursued them all the way to the northwest border, where they encircled the elite soldiers of King Jing who was stationed in Liangzhou in two directions, beheading nearly [-] enemies. After returning to his lair, he was killed by his son, and the position of the Khan changed. Barrington's new Khan sent envoys to seek peace, and the Dacheng court agreed, and the war ended.

Wen Ying sat outside the tent, drinking with Zheng Mu, who had been promoted from general manager to thousand general manager.

In three years, Wen Ying was promoted from the general banner to the fifth-rank garrison, and his official position was already higher than that of Zheng Mu. Now that their relationship between superiors and subordinates has been transferred, they still call each other brothers in private.

Zheng Mu was overjoyed, drank too much and chattered with Wen Ying with his tongue: "This damn battle is finally over, I haven't hugged my wife for almost four years."

As he spoke, he patted Wen Ying on the shoulder again: "Have you ever tasted a woman? When I go back, I will ask your sister-in-law to help you talk about a good marriage. Your boy is so handsome, there must be so many young ladies queuing up to think about it." marry you."

"Forget it, General Lin appreciates you so much, you will definitely be promoted again this time when you go back, it's a loss to marry a small family, ordinary girls are not worthy of you, you like this, went to the capital, Designate to marry those noble girls."

"If the old emperor also has his eyes on you, maybe he can marry a princess."

Zheng Mu talked more and more, and soon fell asleep on the ground with the jug in his arms, snoring loudly.

In the barracks tonight, people like Zheng Mu are everywhere.

Wen Ying took a sip of his wine silently, and the moonlight reflected in his eyes, sinking bottomlessly.

Unexpectedly, he recalled the person who was thousands of miles away. It seemed that he hadn't recalled those past events for a long time, and even the face of that person had become somewhat blurred.

Wen Ying closed his eyes, and the smell of spicy wine spread down his throat.

When the night was getting darker, the soldiers around General Lin Su, the son of Duke Jing, came over and called Wen Ying to Lin Su's tent.

"Go back and get ready. Follow me to see Prince Jing tomorrow."

Seeing Wen Ying coming in, Lin Su went straight to the point, his face full of joy.

After three years of fighting, no one is happier than his coach.

Wen Ying has been in Lin Su's eyes since he stabbed the Khan King of Liebu with his hand on the battlefield last year, and Lin Su valued this young man who was only [-] years old, brave and resourceful, and had outstanding military exploits. Of course, he knew that Wen Ying was the one who went to Beijing to solve the Yuan Dynasty, and was later ordered by the emperor to expel his fame and expelled from the Imperial Academy, but Lin Su didn't care. Maybe there is something inside.

Wen Ying didn't ask any more questions, but he was very grateful for Lin Su's willingness to support him.

Lin Su patted him on the shoulder: "Be good in front of the lord. The lord appreciates a young and promising son like you the most. If you can have the lord to help you speak well in front of your majesty in the future, the little things in the past will not matter much. "

Wen Ying quickly thanked him.

Early the next morning, Wen Ying followed Lin Su and several other generals to Prince Jing's Mansion, which is located in the border city here.

Prince Jing's Mansion is in Shangjing, and this is just a separate courtyard of the Prince's Mansion. Prince Jing has been stationed here for more than ten years, and the number of times he went back to Beijing is very few, which is no different from making his home here.

The other courtyards of the Wangfu in this border city are far inferior to those of the noble courtyards in Shangjing, but they have a majestic aura. Wen Ying walked in with others, and saw the most powerful person in the Dacheng Dynasty in the main hall. Prince.

After coming to the Northwest, Wen Ying heard people mention this King Jing countless times. King Jing is the fifth younger brother of the current emperor, a direct brother of the emperor's mother. He has won the respect and trust of the emperor. He is also loyal to the emperor.

Since all the people who came were generals, they all saw them with military salutes, Prince Jing very accommodatingly ignored the salutes of the crowd, invited them to be seated, and then ordered his servants to bring hot tea and snacks.

Wen Ying sat in the last seat, silently listening to Lin Su and others talking to King Jing, who was seated by the Lord.

Prince Jing was only in his late forties, with a white face and beard. He was a rare handsome man. He was only three to four quarters like the emperor, and his temperament was completely different. I think it was because he led troops in the frontier all the year round. Prince Jing was very open-minded and informal. In the short section, there is no arrogance of the high-ranking children of the royal family.

After talking for less than half an hour, Lin Su mentioned Wen Ying, full of praise and praise, and recommended him to Prince Jing.

Wen Ying got up and took a step forward, and bowed to Prince Jing again: "The last general, Wen Ying, see the prince."

King Jing sized him up and said with a smile, "I've heard people mention you a long time ago, and I heard that you shot an arrow through the chest of the old Khan of the Sanlie tribe a hundred paces away. A handsome young man who is dignified and outstanding is really rare."

"My lord praised it, it was just that the last general was lucky and hit that arrow." Wen Ying was neither overbearing nor humble, calm and frank.

Prince Jing smiled and waved his hands: "Don't be too self-effacing. The military achievements are yours and they are yours. No one can take them away. You have also made great achievements in besieging King Barrington Khan this time. After returning to Beijing, the court will know what to do." In terms of rewards for meritorious deeds, General Lin and I will truthfully report to Your Majesty."

"Thank you, my lord." Wen Ying sincerely thanked him.

At noon, they stayed at Prince Jing's mansion for a banquet.

Good wine and good food were delivered in turn, and everyone drank happily, eating and chatting with open stomachs.

Wen Ying also eats a lot. After three years of experience on the battlefield, his figure has become stronger and taller, and his height has grown a lot. He no longer looks like a frail scholar back then.

After drinking for three rounds, another maidservant came in with food, and a plate of steaming roasted meat was placed on Wen Ying's wine table.

He didn't care, he was eating with his head down, when a light and shadow flashed in front of him suddenly, he instinctively sensed the danger, Wen Ying reacted very quickly to avoid the body, the dagger in the maid's hand still stabbed his shoulder, Pull out harder.

The maidservant with teeth and claws and a ferocious face rushed forward with a blood-stained dagger, and wanted to stab the second time. Wen Ying had already got up and took a step back, stretched out his foot and kicked violently, the maid was blocked by the kicked wine table and fell down. On the ground, Wen Ying kicked it away, and soon the guards of the palace rushed in to take it down.

The accident happened in an instant. No one expected that the servant girl in Prince Jing's residence would turn into an assassin and attack the guests in the residence. Prince Jing's face turned livid in an instant.

Wen Ying was sent to the wing room to be bandaged with medicine. It was just a flesh injury. Compared with the injuries he had suffered on the battlefield in the past few years, it was nothing. Hardly said a word.

Lin Su watched from the side, feeling that this Wen Ying was more tenacious than he thought before.

King Jing personally came to visit and told them that the maid was recruited only after being interrogated for a few words. She was originally the favorite concubine of the old Khan of the Assassination Department. The old Khan died under Wen Ying's arrow, and she was full of hatred. She fled to the northwest and sneaked into Prince Jing's mansion. Only when she saw Wen Ying today did she feel revenge.

"After all, it's all because of my lax rule, which actually caused spies to sneak into the mansion."

Prince Jing was really annoyed, he was busy with the frontline wars these days, and he had just returned to the mansion, and the concubine went back to Beijing with a few children, and none of the remaining two side concubines could do anything, that's why this happened farce.

Seeing the cloth strips wrapped around Wen Ying's shoulders, King Jing felt a little bit sorry, stepped forward, and personally apologized: "This king has an unshirkable responsibility for this matter, and you have suffered this knife for no reason, I am really sorry .”

Prince Jing cupped his hands to apologize, and Wen Ying hurriedly got up to avoid it: "Your Majesty's words are serious, and you will be fine in the end. You don't have to worry about such a trivial matter, Your Majesty."

The dignified prince condescended to apologize to him, a fifth-rank official, but he couldn't accept what Prince Jing could do.

Because Wen Ying was bandaging the wound earlier, Wen Ying only wore a jacket on his body, and the clothes were pulled apart with this movement, and Prince Jing wanted to say something more, when his eyes touched the bloody mole the size of a grain of rice on his heart, he stopped suddenly, and then Suddenly looked up at him.

Prince Jing's eyes fell on Wen Ying's face, and he sized it up suspiciously, his expression became more and more strange, Wen Ying was a little confused, so he didn't make a sound.

Seeing this, Lin Su also looked puzzled: "My lord?"

King Jing came back to his senses, suddenly remembered something, became more and more frightened, and asked Wen Ying, "Your surname is Wen, but you are from Jizhou?"

"Yes, the end will be people from Guang County, Jizhou."

King Jing became more excited when he heard the words, and his voice changed: "Where is Guang County?! What does your family do?! When was your birthday?"

"The next place in Guangxian County is called Xiayao Village. The general's family is a hunter. He lives on the mountain behind Xiayao Village. His father makes a living by hunting. The general was born on the [-]nd day of the twelfth lunar month in the Xinchou year."

Although he didn't know what King Jing meant by asking these questions, Wen Yingju told the truth.

King Jing looked terrified, and sat down on the chair, only to feel a buzzing in his head, staring at Wen Ying's face, unable to speak for a long time.

At that time, he was ordered by the emperor to go to Jizhou to look for the missing emperor's wife and nephew, and finally found them in the back mountain of Xiayao Village, Guangxian County. It was indeed a hunter who took them in, and the honest and taciturn man did say that , his surname is Wen.

At that time, he saw that the man was tall and powerful, and wanted to take him as his bodyguard to repay his kindness for taking in the emperor's wife and nephew. After hesitating, the man said that there was still a newborn child at home and his frail wife declined him, but only accepted the money he offered.

Afterwards, he returned to the palace with his sister-in-law and nephew who had just turned one month old.

But now, let him know that the son of Wen's Orion family was born on the same day as his nephew, and that the blood mole on this child's heart, the first emperor had it, and his emperor's brother also had it, and they all grew in the same place, even the shape was exactly the same, In the past, his imperial brother had mentioned it to him very regretfully, but it is a pity that he has many children, but none of them inherited this birthmark.

Looking at the child's appearance again, he still has a pair of Ling family's iconic phoenix eyes. Although he doesn't look like his imperial brother, he clearly looks like the late emperor!

Shangjing, Ningshou Palace.

At the end of the hour, Ling Qiyan went to the main hall to pay his respects to the Empress Dowager. The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in two days, and he has been living in the palace during this time.

Xihua came early in the morning and was showing the Queen Mother her son who had just turned [-] days old, and beside her was a two-year-old girl who was almost two years old and was sitting obediently, eating snacks.

Xihua married Lin's parents and grandsons for three years, the husband and wife are loving, and even gave birth to two children. The old bluffing temper has been restrained a lot. On the other hand, Ling Qiyan is still a bachelor, in his twenties, without a child under his knees Not to mention the girls, there isn't even a bed maid in the mansion.

Comparing the two, the Empress Dowager's hair is half grey.

She mentioned to Ling Qiyan several times that if she doesn't marry a regular wife, she can always take a concubine, but Ling Qiyan ignored them.

What kind of concubines did he take, those little girls looked lovely, and he didn't want to touch any of them when they really slept, and he couldn't touch any of them. He was embarrassed to mention this to the Queen Mother, although he vaguely felt that the Queen Mother seemed to know his hidden disease.

Since he was approved by the eminent monk of the royal temple three years ago as the lone star of Tiansha, the queen mother would take him to live in the temple for a few months every year. I don’t know how much incense was burned. After waiting for three years, seeing that the time is up, I don't know what it means.

Ling Qiyan pinched his little nephew's face, and teased his niece again, feeling that it was meaningless, so he sat aside and ate pastries.

The queen mother sighed, and complained to Xihua: "Look at him, I don't know when he will grow up, you are the mother of two children, he is good, and he is not ashamed to snatch pastries from his niece,... If you look at him in this life Until he marries a wife and has children, I'm afraid I won't be able to rest in peace when my old lady dies."

Ling Qiyan rubbed Riri's calloused ears and just pretended not to hear.

Xihua comforted the queen mother with a smile: "Grandmother, don't say that, you can still live for many years, big cousin will definitely let you hold ten or eight great-grandchildren."

The Queen Mother said "Ai, Ai", even more melancholy.

In the evening, Xihua took the child out of the palace and returned home, and Ling Qiyan sent her out of Ningshou Palace.

Xihua smiled and asked Ling Qiyan: "Do you know that your disciple went to Songluguan to join the army after leaving Beijing? Now he is under my father-in-law's command, and he is already a fifth-rank garrison. He is very capable. King Khan was beheaded by his own hands, now that the war is over, my father-in-law is going back to Beijing soon, and he should come back with him, and he will definitely be promoted."

Ling Qiyan was stunned, he almost forgot about such a person, did he actually go to join the army?

Suddenly there was some indescribable feeling in his heart, but he didn't show it. Ling Qiyan said with a blank expression: "She is the mother of two children, and she still misses the wild man outside. Be careful and I will tell that A master of the Lin family."

Xihua choked for a moment, and said in a bad mood: "Such an all-round talent in civil and military affairs, you don't want to cherish him, and even drive him away. You deserve to be idle all your life."

"Don't worry about it."

Ling Qiyan raised her chin, motioning for her to get out of here.

Xihua didn't bother to argue with him, so she took the child away.

Ling Qiyan stood there for a moment, staring at the autumn scenery in front of him.

The golden wind is thin, the phoenix leaves are falling, and the cool autumn has come quietly.

After a long while, Ling Qiyan turned around and walked up the steps after shaking off the messy thoughts in his head.