Huan Rong

In the evening, there was a strong wind in Chang'an, which blew across his cheeks like a sharp blade.The sky was covered with red clouds, gloomy and pressing down on the top of the city, indicating that a heavy snowfall was coming.

In front of the army camp, two teams of soldiers passed by each other, raised their heads at the same time, looked at the dark sky, rubbed their palms subconsciously, and thought to themselves: The strong wind and heavy snow, I am afraid that tonight will be difficult.

Sure enough, within two quarters of an hour, goose-feather-like snowflakes fell from the sky and were swept by the new wind, rippling and ruffling.In an instant, the earth was covered with silver white.

A raging bonfire was lit in front of the camp, and the red flames danced wildly, still unable to dispel the sudden chill.

The new wind roared past, and heavy snow fell, so cold that it could freeze bone marrow.

The soldiers on duty tightened their leather jackets and reluctantly left the tent.Pushing aside the snow curtain in front of his eyes, the comrades five steps away couldn't see clearly.

"This snow is too heavy." One person said.

"That's right." The other person continued, "I didn't know that this was Chang'an, the land of Guanzhong, but I thought it was Shuofang again. Even the snow on the grassland is rarely so big."

"I thought last year was a catastrophe, and I'm afraid it will be even more difficult this year." A soldier of Qiang origin said, "The crops are not abundant, cattle and sheep freeze to death, the Central Plains is hard, and life on the grasslands is even more difficult."

"Yes." Everyone sighed, "It's been like this in recent years. I heard that the south is not peaceful."

"There are no cattle and sheep on the grassland, Rouran is afraid that she will disturb the side."

"What are you afraid of? Come one to kill one, come two to kill one pair! The Jingguan in front of Shuofang and Wuyuan City are still standing!" Wuchang said, "If we are sent to defend the border, it will be a battle for victory!"

The soldiers were talking, and when they heard the sound of the drum, they didn't dare to delay, and immediately lined up and left the tent.

The crowd is led by the chief, and they take turns with their colleagues.For the next half an hour, he was responsible for guarding the gate of the camp and strictly checking the situation around the camp.When the people of Chang'an came to vote, or the remnants of Diqin's intentions were wrong, they had to report to the team leader as soon as possible to ensure the safety of the camp.

After taking Chang'an City, everyone did not immediately breathe a sigh of relief, but tensed up even more.

Fu Jian died in battle, and the noble officials in the city were arrested in disorder, unable to pose a threat.However, there will inevitably be fish that slip through the net in the chaos.There is a precedent in Yecheng, and the soldiers patrolling the battalion did not dare to be careless at all, and they all put up 12 points of energy, so as not to be found by the bandits and take advantage of the loopholes.

In addition, the general will host a banquet tonight in honor of the Inspectorate of Youzhou of the Jin Dynasty.

The guards in the camp received orders to conduct stricter inspections.

The soldiers on patrol shuttled back and forth, and they had to exchange passwords when they encountered them.If you can't answer, the familiar face will be reported to the team leader, and the unfamiliar face will be taken down immediately, and the identity will be verified before disposal.

In a corner of the camp, Empress Gou and several concubines were sitting in a tent, still wearing palace dresses, holding several young princes and princesses in their arms. Even with a brazier, they were shivering from the cold.

The elder prince was imprisoned separately and has not been seen since leaving the city.

"Your Highness, what should we do in the future? Will these Han people..."

A palace concubine wept, speaking intermittently, with endless fear in her expression.

When the Di people defeated the Qiang people, Chang'an's blood flowed for three days and three nights.Don't tell the man, what happens to the captive women, even if they haven't seen it with their own eyes, they have heard it from other people.

The country is ruined and the family is destroyed, and the fate is involuntary.

As soon as the news of the king's death came, the violent ones committed suicide, and some directly wiped their necks.Most of those who walked out of the palace alive had children, and they really couldn't bear to let go.

They are all dead, what to do if they leave their children behind?

However, if they managed to survive, what would be waiting for them?

Thinking of the unknown road ahead, everyone was worried and sobbed louder.

The two young concubines hugged their son and daughter who were under three years old, their beautiful faces were full of panic.They all looked at Queen Gou in unison, seeing her as the last pillar.

"Your Highness, what should we do now?"

"What should I do? I can only wait." Empress Gou patted Fu Rui in her arms, her expression was blank, and her voice did not fluctuate.

"Since you have chosen this path, if you want to live for your children, you will have to endure even the greatest suffering. Otherwise, you should be like Mrs. Zhang, wipe your neck with a sword, follow the king to the ground, and don't worry anymore."

As soon as the words came out, the concubine bit her lip, the sobbing stopped abruptly, and the tent fell into a dead silence.

When Fu Rui fell asleep, Queen Gou took off the cloak on her body and wrapped him more tightly.Lovingly caressing the top of his hair, he turned his head to look at the crowd, his eyes were as cold as ice.

"I don't care what your plans are, and I don't care if you want to imitate those Kai Qiang and Jie women, but since you want to survive, don't complain about the unfairness of the world!"

"From now on, you and I are all subjugated people, and our fate is in the hands of others. We can't help it. Forget about your previous identity, don't take chances, and think about running out to seek refuge with others, or relying on the support of the tribes in the north Prince."

Speaking of this, Empress Gou's expression became even colder, her eyes were like sharp arrows, as if they could directly pierce people's hearts.

"To tell you the truth, if you stay here honestly, you may still have a way to survive. If you run out regardless, you will either be reduced to a puppet, or you will be hanged to death by a bowstring, and your head will be sent back to become someone else's vote!"

"Your Highness..." The concubine's face turned pale, obviously frightened, "Is this really the case?"

"Don't call me Your Highness again." Queen Gou insisted, "The lord is no longer here, Chang'an has fallen into the hands of others, and the state of Diqin is broken! From now on, there will be no Queen Gou, only the Gou family! The children under your knees She is no longer a prince or princess, but a captive!"

"Remember what I said, if you want to survive, you'd better recognize your own identity. You should be thankful that it was the Han who broke through Chang'an today, not Zahu and Rouran. Otherwise, you and I wouldn't even have a chance to survive! "

After Queen Gou finished speaking, she stopped looking at the crowd.

She doesn't want to care about what other people think, and she is powerless to care about it.

When she was in the palace, she tried and wanted to go another way, but unfortunately it didn't work.

She didn't know Huan Rong, but she could recognize the clothes and hats of Yi Jin officials.I thought I could take the opportunity to think of a way, even if I provoked a little, to find a chance for myself to escape, but the plan didn't work out, it just made the situation worse.

Now, she can't think of anything else, and she doesn't dare to make any more plans. If she wants to live, she can only suppress all her thoughts and wait for Qin's punishment.

If they could save their mother and son, she would teach Fu Rui with all her heart, so that he should not think about revenge and restore the country, let alone try his own tricks easily and become a pawn in the hands of others.

Thinking about the Zhuhu regime that perished since the end of Han Dynasty, isn't the lesson not deep enough?

If Qin Shi can be lenient, she doesn't mind Fu Rui becoming the knife in Qin Shi's hands.If you can help him sweep the world, don't ask for a title, just ask to be a general, and you can keep your bloodline alive and not be completely exterminated.

Thinking of this, Queen Gou took a deep breath, and tightened her bloodless lips.

Fu Hong and the others have grown up and have their own ideas, but she can't convince them.With their personalities, the final fate is likely to be the sacrifice flag.

That being the case, she doesn't need to worry too much, she just needs to keep Fu Rui wholeheartedly.If he can escape this catastrophe, he will be allowed to grow up safely, and if he can leave children in the future, it can be regarded as fulfilling the kindness of husband and wife and living up to the respect of the lord for many years.

Queen Gou didn't speak, but fell into deep thought.

Shocked by her previous words, the people in the tent exchanged glances and dared not speak out easily.

Outside the tent, the wind and snow were even bigger, whistling past, covering the footsteps of the soldiers passing by.

Suddenly, the curtain was lifted, heavy snow was swept in by the wind, and two soldiers sent two plates of steamed cakes and five or six bowls of hot soup.

One person stopped in front of the tent door, glanced across the people in the tent, saw Fu Rui with flushed cheeks, and frowned.After a general inspection, leave the pills in wooden bottles, explain the dosage, and then withdraw from the account.

"Dian... madam," remembering what Empress Gou said before, the concubine immediately changed her words and asked cautiously, "Look, what do these Han people mean?"

What do you mean?

Queen Gou didn't answer, but opened the wooden bottle, holding the medicinal fragrance in the bottle.After confirming that what the soldier said was true, he immediately woke up Fu Rui, fed him half a steamed pancake, and took the pills with hot soup, and said gently, "Go to sleep."

During the whole process, Queen Gou never turned around, let alone gave the person in the tent a look.

"Ma'am?" Concubine Gong continued to speak without giving up.

"Don't worry, I won't die." Queen Gou frowned, with impatience in her voice.

This sentence was a bit out of date, but the imperial concubine could hear the meaning, her eyes lit up slightly, and she breathed a sigh of relief on the spot.Not wanting to upset Queen Gou, she didn't ask any more questions, but silently shared the steamed cake and hot soup, and silently stepped aside.

A concubine stepped forward cautiously, hoping to share a few pills.

Seeing the little princess in her arms, Empress Gou nodded, poured out all the pills in the bottle, divided them into two parts, kept one part for Fu Rui, and gave the other part to the concubine Gong, and said, "This is good medicine. There may not be any."

The implication is that if you are willing to give up such a good medicine, you definitely don't want them to die.

As long as you are sensible, don't think about miscellaneous things, and don't focus on teaching your children to die, you can always save your life.

"promise."

The concubine Gong had tears in her eyes, she couldn't say any words of gratitude, she could only nod her head vigorously.Then he helped his daughter who was hot all over, fed her medicine, stared at her for a moment, and finally heaved a sigh of relief until the heat subsided.

What Queen Gou said was true, the pills left for them were indeed rare and good medicines.

Being willing to use it for them represents Qin's attitude. Fu Jian is dead and will be buried with the ceremony of a king soon.The older princes may not survive, but the younger sons and daughters are not among them.

This move is to show the world that although the Qin family is tough, but the war is over, it is not really to kill them all.As long as you "know the current affairs", you will always know how to choose when you encounter the Qin family's army in the future.

Queen Gou and others survived, but other noble officials did not have such good luck.

As Fu Jian said on his deathbed, three words: Kill them all!

In fact, Qin Jing didn't need to do anything, just kneel the captured noble officials in front of the city gate and read out their names and official positions, and the people who escaped from the city would immediately turn red-eyed, wishing to drink their blood and eat their flesh.

Years of hatred and anger erupted overnight. Many officials and nobles were crushed and beaten to death on the spot.

Huan Rong happened to see this scene when he was going to the Qin Clan's camp, and he couldn't help shaking his head.Subconsciously touching his chest, a wry smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.Now that we are determined to integrate into this era, we must always get used to it and never turn back.

As night fell, the wind became colder and the snow fell harder.

Several piles of bonfires were lit in the Qin family's camp, and the inside and outside of the big tent were brightly lit, and there was a burst of laughter from time to time.When the curtain is opened, there will always be a strong smell of wine and vegetables, which will make the soldiers outside the tent sniff.

In the big tent, the Qin brothers and Huan Rong were seated as guests and hosts. Qin Yu and Qin Jing's tent, Wen Wu, Zhong Lin Diankui, etc. pushed cups, talked, laughed and drank freely, and they were very warm with each other.

A patriarch stood in the middle, accompanied by the sound of knocking, dancing with a silver spear in his hand, and the silver light shone, attracting bursts of applause.

Dian Kui was itching to see it, and was gearing up all the time.When the owner of the building retreated, he immediately stood up, clasped his fists and said: "Someone is here to dance with fists!"

"Okay!" The crowd applauded again.

Dian Sima walked into the arena, his tiger eyes flashed, and the muscles on his arms were like rocks. With a loud drink, a pair of bowl-sized fists struck out.

Sitting at the table, Huan Rong watched Dian Kui punch with a smile, and held a cup with Qin Jing.

"Brother Qin is full of drinks."

"Please!"

The two raised their glasses and drank it all at the same time.Turning the bottom of the cup upside down, looking at each other and smiling, I feel happy.

"Brother Qin is massive." Huan Rong said with a smile.

While speaking, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, as if he was a bit drunk.However, his eyes were still clear, looking at Qin Jing, he raised his wine glass again.

"Respect is too high."

Qin Jing took off her armor and wore a dark black coat with a jade belt around her waist.She didn't wear a crown, but only tied her hair with a silk belt.After drinking for three rounds, a smile bloomed in his eyes, and he looked more and more like a gentleman.It's not the evil spirit soaked in the bones, it's not an exaggeration to say that he is an exile.

The two of you came and went, but Qin Yu, who was sitting by the side, was very uncomfortable.

Just drink, right?

What's the matter with this kind of flickering, eye-to-eyebrow flirting, which makes the onlookers blush?

He shouldn't have slandered his brother like this, but sitting next to these two, it's too embarrassing, isn't it?

At this moment, Qin Yu not only doubted his drinking capacity, but also began to doubt his eyesight and IQ.Seeing that the two of them drank several cups in a row, and the wine jar was half down, it was really incomparable, so they simply turned their heads, so that they could not see it.

It's fine for Brother Huan to drink too much, but Mr. Huan also has such a large amount of alcohol, which is really unexpected.

General Xiahou mentioned it occasionally before, but he still didn't believe it.Now that I can see it with my own eyes, I have to sigh that people should not only look at the surface, it is really a wise saying.

Don't mention how depressed Qin Yu was, he buried his head in drinking wine.Huan Rong performed beyond his level three times, drinking with Qin Jing, drinking one glass after another, until his cheeks flushed, but he became more and more sober, without being half drunk.

Seeing Huan Rong like this, Qin Jing raised his eyebrows unconsciously, and then showed his face. In an instant, his temperament changed like ice and snow melted.

Huan Rong put down his wine glass, was speechless for a while, and secretly sucked his teeth.

Isn't it amazing that people's temperament can change so much?

The length is like this again, foul!

No matter how you say it, I am also a famous "human flower stand" in Jiankang, so I can't lose my "confidence".

Yes, confident!

other ideas?

Even if there is, he will never admit it!

Seeing that the wine jar bottomed out, everyone at the banquet was a little bit drunk.

When a new altar was opened for the third part, Qin Jing suddenly stood up, looked at Huan Rong with a smile, stepped into the arena, drew the sword out of its sheath, and drew a sword flower on the spot.

"it is good!"

Everyone applauds.

Qin Jing looked at Huan Rong, and said with a smile, "Would you be able to do me a favor?"

Ok?

Huan Rong was holding up his wine glass, he paused when he heard the words, followed the sound to look over, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Okay!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Jun smiled and said: "Jing Dao and brother are not against each other, and they fall in love with each other, and Ju is very envious."

flutter--

Huan Rong sprayed wine on the spot.

"Jingdao?" Qin Ju was puzzled, "But what did Ju say wrong?"

Huan Rong coughed and waved his hands. He knew that Qin Jue just wanted to say that he and Qin Jing had a good relationship and got along well with each other, but when he first heard this sentence, he still couldn't react in time.

"It's nothing, Rong is a little drunk, and the wine is a little too fast."

This excuse is lame.

Qin Jun looked at Huan Rong strangely, with doubts on his face.

Envoy Huan calmed down and tried his best to suppress the heat in his ears.When he saw Qin Jing in the field, his heart skipped a beat.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist, slender figure.

What is there to say?

From the waist down are all legs!

Qin Silang just standing there is enough to attract all eyes.

Facing Qin Jing's smile, Huan Rong's eyes paused for a moment, a complex emotion welled up in his chest, he simply put aside his scruples, turned his wine glass upside down, tapped the table lightly, and sang a song " Qin Feng Ends South".

"What is there in Zhongnan? There is Ji Youtang. A gentleman ends up wearing clothes and embroidering clothes. Peiyu will be a general, and he will never forget his life test!"

This poem is not complete, Huan Rong only took half of the poem, and sang it at the banquet, expressly praising Qin Jing's extraordinary demeanor, even if it is a bit out of line, but in terms of the current fashion, it is really nothing, but it is obvious. A little free and unrestrained.

Everyone cheered in unison, and the atmosphere became more enthusiastic.

Only Qin Silang's expression moved slightly, and he danced the last gesture, pointing his long sword obliquely, and his long sleeves fluttering.

When the sleeves fell, the four eyes met.

Huan Rong smiled lightly and raised his cup, saying: "Brother Qin, drink up."

Qin Jing took two steps forward, without asking anyone to scoop up the wine, she directly supported Huan Rong's wrist, raised her head and drank it all in one gulp.

The crowd cheered loudly.

The corners of Qin Yu's eyes twitched slightly, and he looked at his brother speechlessly.Seeing that the person involved was completely unaware, he could only silently look away.

The routine is too deep for ordinary people to understand.

He still drinks.