Huan Rong

Yuzhou was lost, all the best men under his command were wiped out, his sons were separated during the battle, and his life and death were unknown, Murong Chui was so anxious that his eyes turned black.

"Qin Jing, you and I cannot live together!"

"Commander, what should we do now?"

Feng Luo and the others were confused, and only hoped that Murong Chui could make up his mind.

The camp and supplies were burned, and not many soldiers escaped, and most of them were wounded.Wanting to conquer a territory with this amount of troops is tantamount to wishful thinking.

Going back to Ye City is even more impossible.

Given the relationship between Murong Chui and the imperial court, going back would be a dead end.Murong Ping and the Empress Dowager had already sharpened their swords and were waiting for him to throw himself into the trap.

"Governor, for the current plan, we can only entrust the land to King Fan Yang." A counselor who escaped from his own camp said.

Given Murong De's character, he should not hand over Murong Chui to the imperial court.

"No."

Murong Chui shook his head, suppressed his anger, pressed his eyebrows firmly, and said in a deep voice, "Go to Peijun."

"Peijun?" Everyone was surprised.

"Prefect Duan of Peijun is my brother-in-law, so he should help me."

The "wife" in Murong Chui's mouth was not the Kezuhun clan that the queen mother forced on him, but the Duan clan, the former concubine who was murdered.

The Duan family is a Xianbei nobleman, whose status in the Yan Kingdom is similar to that of the Yu family in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and is a famous relative among the nobles.

Different from the practice of the Yu family, in addition to entering the palace, Duan's daughters are more likely to marry into the palace, marrying the brother and son of the lord.For Murong Chui's brothers and nephews of the younger generation, for those who are married, the Duan family's daughter is indispensable in the house.

The eldest concubine Duan was killed by the queen mother, and Murong Chui married the younger concubine Duan again.Unexpectedly, the Kezuhun family crossed his legs again, forcing him to abandon his stepwife and marry the daughter of the Kezuhun family as the princess.

This move not only completely enraged Murong Chui, but also angered the Duan family.

When Duan was angry, it was enough for the Queen Mother and the family behind her to drink a pot.

The Xianbei Duan family not only relied on marriage to consolidate their power, but also controlled the largest caravan in Xianbei.Relying on horses, cattle and sheep in the Tongjin Dynasty every year, they exchanged a large amount of silk and silk cloth, and then sold them to the surrounding Hu regime, earning doubled profits.

Accumulated over several generations, it can be called a pavement of gold and silver, rich as an enemy country.

Most of the Xianbei merchants were attached to the Duan family, traveling south and west with the Duan family's caravan, handing over part of the profits, and borrowing the Duan family's trilogy to protect safety.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Mrs. Duan does not nod her head, half of Yecheng's commercial taxes will be in vain.

Kezuhun's family hated Murongchui, but they should not have killed the eldest concubine Duan first, then chased the younger concubine Duan, and even killed the former emperor's concubine Duan.This gave the Duan family an illusion. Did the queen mother dislike Murong Chui for her reckless actions, or did she take the opportunity to weaken the Duan family's power?

According to Huan Rong's words, the ancients were very good at association.

Kezu Hun's willful behavior, the real purpose is only Murong Chui.However, there is no shortage of "smart people" in the Duan family, so they can't help but think more deeply.

Murong Chui first, then Murong Rong and Murong De?Next, do you want to attack the back houses of all the royal family and nobles?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it was that the patriarch of the Duan clan summoned the elders of the clan and decided to fight the Kezuhun clan to the end, and never let the opponent's plot succeed!

Ever since, the Empress Dowager set up a huge target in the palace, just waiting for Duan to open the bow and shoot the arrow to hit the red heart.

Murong Chui knew Duan's attitude towards the palace, and planned to take advantage of Pei County to temporarily settle down, and then use the Duan's influence to recruit troops to make a comeback.

"Great governor, what about the crown prince and the young masters?"

"Send someone to look for it secretly."

Murong Chui knew very well that once the news of Yuzhou's destruction came out, Yecheng would definitely take action.Taking Murong Ping as a person, nine times out of ten, he didn't send troops to regain the lost ground, but beat himself, a dog in the water, hard.

The former governor of Zhengnan, who is as resolute as Murong Chui, can't help but feel a pang of sadness when he has fallen into this situation.

"The news from Yuzhou must not be hidden. You need to leave immediately, go north in two ways, and find my son before Yecheng."

Murong Chui grabbed the reins tightly, supporting Murong Chong who was unconscious due to high fever.

"I'll take King Zhongshan to Pei County first, and when you find someone, come and join us as soon as possible."

"promise!"

Feng Luo and others didn't dare to delay, and after receiving orders, they had to get on their horses and leave.

"Feng Luo," Murong Chui said, "You are seriously injured, don't be too tired, follow me to Pei County to recuperate."

"The governor, the servant is fine."

Hearing this, Feng Luo was so moved that he tore off the cloth that bound his left eye, revealing a hideous wound.

The wound is still bloodshot, but it has not suppurated, and the recovery is really amazing.

"The prince and the young masters are going north in the midst of chaos, most likely to Chenliu and Gaoping. I know the shortcut, so I can take a step ahead and stop the defenders of the two counties, so as to prevent the prince and the young masters from encountering accidents."

"So, I will entrust this matter to you."

"Don't worry, the governor, the servant will not disgrace his life!"

Feng Luo clasped his fists and swore an oath, counted over a hundred uninjured people on the spot, divided them into two teams, and drove to Chenliu and Gaoping respectively.

Watching the horse team gallop away, Murong Chui heard a low and hoarse "uncle" and touched Murong Chong's hot forehead with his hand. A look of worry flashed across his expression. Without hesitation, he immediately turned his horse's head and galloped towards Peijun.

At this time, the fire in Yuzhou had been extinguished.

The Xianbei camp built near the old city was scorched black, with broken tiles and burnt wood scattered everywhere.The new wind blows, rolling up a puff of black smoke.

Riding the horse through the camp, Qin Jing pulled the reins, the iron gun was already stained red with blood.

The uncoagulated blood dripped down the tip of the gun, dipped into the scorched soil, quickly mixed into one color, and disappeared without a trace.

"Brother!" Qin Jue galloped up on his horse, approached, and said excitedly, "Alan and I searched around the camp, and found more than thirty war horses in the woods. It seems that they escaped from the fire. They are all rare. horse!"

Putting the iron gun on the ground, Qin Jing took off the black helmet, two strands of hair on the temples fell down the corners of the eyes, just brushing a little blood splattered on the side of the cheek.

"Apart from war horses, have you ever found anyone?"

"No." Qin Jue was a little discouraged, and said with a serious expression, "Obviously I saw that I was running north. Alan and I chased for more than ten miles, but we lost it."

"Didn't find any?"

Qin Jue shook his head, feeling even more discouraged.

Three thousand cavalry attacked the Xianbei camp at night, firstly to seize Yuzhou, which is connected to Jingzhou; secondly, to catch a few big fish left here.

Murong Chui led the elite to go out, and his sons stayed in the camp.Especially the eldest son, Murong Ling, whose reputation is no less than that of his own father, who is valued by Murong Chui the most.If he can be caught, it will definitely make Murong Chui fall into his trap.

It's a pity that the battlefield was too chaotic, and Murong Ling escaped with more than a dozen troops relying on his familiarity with the terrain.

Qin Jue and Qin Yu led people to chase them, but they still lost them halfway.Not to mention Murong Ling, even his brothers were not found.

"Brother, I'll take someone after him!" Qin Jue gritted his teeth.

He didn't believe that these people could go to the sky and enter the earth, making holes in the soil!

"No need." Qin Jing grabbed the iron gun, pinched the horse's belly with her legs, the horse snorted, and walked a few steps forward slowly.

"Brother?"

"It doesn't matter if people run away. Murong Chui was defeated in Shenjian, and now he has lost Yuzhou. His strength has been greatly damaged, and he will not be able to send troops in the short term." Qin Jing looked north and continued, "There is a gap between him and Murong Chui, [-]% will not If we return to Yecheng, we can only settle down in Pei County. If we unite with the Duan family, Murong Xianbei will be more chaotic, which will be beneficial to Wubao."

"Peijun?" Qin Jue rolled his eyes and said immediately, "Brother, next to Peijun?"

Qin Jing glanced at him with sharp eyes.Qin Jue couldn't help shrinking his neck.

"When you were in Xihe, Zhang Canjun taught maps. Have you studied them seriously?"

"Learned a bit." Qin Jue smiled uncomfortably, obviously a little guilty.

Seeing him like this, Qin Jing laughed angrily, it wasn't that the location was wrong, she must have a serious "chat" with Qin Jue for a while.

"If you want to attack Pei County, you must first defeat Liang County and Qiao County."

Qin Jing sketched on the ground with the tip of his gun, drew a rough line, and said: "I told you earlier, if you want to achieve success on the battlefield, martial arts is of course important, and you must learn the strategy of soldiers and horses, and memorize the maps of various places!"

Qin Jue knew that he was wrong, so he pursed his lips, not daring to speak out.

Qin Yu came on horseback, happened to see the scene in front of him, and asked curiously: "Brother, what's wrong with Ah Yan?"

"I'm sorry." Qin Jing spoke concisely, looked at Qin Yu, and said, "Did you listen carefully when Zhang Canjun explained the map?"

"Listen!" Qin Yu immediately tightened his nerves and replied loudly.

"Then tell me, after capturing Yuzhou, where should we attack?"

Qin Yu thought for a while and said seriously: "If you go north, you should attack Chenliu Gaoping first. If you go east, you must first take Liang Jun and Qiao Jun, and then attack Pei Jun."

Qin Jing nodded in satisfaction, looked at Qin Jue with a half-smile, raised her eyebrows, as if to say: If you don't have any knowledge, how will you lead the army in the future?

Qin Jue's face turned red, smoke was rising from the top of his head, and he burst into tears on the spot.

After Qin Jing rode his horse away, Qin Yu approached and asked, "What's going on?"

Qin Jue wiped away tears and explained the cause and effect.

"So, you were taught a lesson by brother?"

"kindness."

After two seconds of silence, Qin Yu gave a word: "Yes!"

Qin Jue: "..."

What about Kong Huai's love?

Believe it or not, his family relationship broke up and brothers killed each other!

"Brother, it's for your own good." Qin Yu grabbed the reins and clasped Qin Jue's shoulder with one hand.

"Ah Hei flew back this morning. My brother is in a good mood, so I have the patience to teach. Besides, my brother is just talking, not really strict. If it is my father, think about it?"

Qin Jue shivered, looked at his elder brother who was standing twenty steps away from the horse, raised his arms to catch the goshawk, and caressed the eagle's feathers with one hand, compared to his father who advocated severe punishment and merciless treatment of his son, Can't help but nod again and again.

"you're right!"

"I think it's right. When studying with Zhang Canjun in the future, you must not lose your mind again." Qin Yu said seriously.

"Father intends to become king, Wubao will continue to send troops, and there will never be fewer battles in the future. You and I will lead the troops alone sooner or later. If we don't know the map, won't we be laughed at by others?"

Qin Jue nodded vigorously, and punched Qin Xuan with one fist.

"I see. When I return to Wubao, I will definitely ask Zhang Canjun for advice."

"There's no need to go back to Wubao."

"How to say?"

"Xihe sent a message that my brother will be stationed in Jingzhou in the future, and Mr. Zhang was ordered to come to assist. You and I will be stationed with my brother, and we will be able to meet Zhang Canjun in five days."

Qin Jue: "..."

Could the blow come any faster?

Taihe four years, late December

Murongchui went to Peijun and was warmly received by Governor Duan.Knowing the intention of the former, Duan Taishou solemnly stated that he will definitely help him with all his strength.

"Don't worry about staying with Daoye, I'll be here for a day, and Murong Ping and Kezuhun's will never touch you!"

If it were someone else, Murong Chui still wouldn't believe it, the person who spoke was Prefect Duan, so you can put aside all your doubts.

With the strength of the Duan clan, as long as the dead card master is not let go, no matter whether it is the Kezuhun clan or the Murong Ping, it is impossible to reach into Pei County, let alone trouble Murong Chui.

"Now that the Jin army has retreated, why don't Daoye show up and ask for credit for his generals."

"Please credit?" If you failed to win, how do you request credit?

"Of course."

Prefect Duan has been steeped in conspiracy all the year round, and knows the situation in Yecheng better than Murong Chui.Seeing the doubts on the latter's face, he tapped the table lightly, and said slowly: "A few months ago, the Jin army entered our country in a large scale, and they went down to several states, and their troops came under the city of Ye."

Murong Chui frowned, but did not interrupt.

"[-] troops stationed in Fangtou, the city of Ye is at stake. Murong Ping can't defend the city, wants to abandon the land of the Central Plains, and confuse the emperor to return to the ancestral land, how cowardly and incompetent!"

"I even heard that he was willing to cut off several states and counties in order to send troops to the people of Di. How is this move different from treason!"

"The Kezu Hun family played tricks and colluded with Murong Ping, destroying the foundation of our ancestors!"

Duan Taishou became more and more angry as he talked, and then attacked the case.

"If Daoye hadn't sent troops in danger to block the [-] Jin army, how could Yecheng be safe?"

"If Daoye and Xuanming hadn't worked together with one heart and spared no effort to set up an ambush in Ruyin, destroy more than ten thousand Jin soldiers, deter the remaining Jin and make them flee in a hurry, there is no guarantee that the Jin army will not make a comeback next year and invade our country again."

Duan Taishou spoke righteously, and what he said was well-founded.

Murong Chui was stunned on the spot.

It turns out that he was not defeated in the war, but made great contributions to the country?

"Of course you have merit!" Duan Taishou said seriously.

"Daoye should go up and ask for credit, so that Murong Ping and Kezuhun can know that if it wasn't for Daoye's elite, they would be able to enjoy peace in Yecheng? Murong Ping's betrayal of the country should also be investigated deeply. It is so immoral and useless. Humans, how can they be qualified as the grand tutor of a country!"

Murong Chui considered for a moment, and agreed to submit the form on the spot.

"Thank you brother for your advice!"

"Daoye is polite."

After the two agreed, Murong Chui wrote the form in his own hand and was sent to Yecheng by Duan Taishou.

Delivered together with the Biao Letter, there is also the impeachment of Murong Ping by Duan Taishou, including his cowardice and cowardice, wanting to abandon the great rivers and mountains of the Central Plains, betraying his ancestors, and betraying the country.

The form was handed over, causing an uproar in Yecheng.

Murong Ping was furious, and wished he could send troops to surround Pei County to show Murong Chui and Prefect Duan a favor.Helpless, things can't be done like this.If Pei County is really surrounded, saliva up and down in the middle can drown him.

What was even more troubling was that when the Di people learned that the Jin State had withdrawn its troops, they quickly sent envoys to Yan to demand that Murong Ping fulfill his promise.

Seeing the few lines on the bamboo slips, Murong Ping really wanted to vomit blood.

"Too much deception, simply too much deception!"

What is ceding Jingzhou and Yuzhou? When did he agree to give these two lands to the Di people?Also, what do counties and counties are no longer the land of Yan, and the country of Yan cannot make decisions, and must be compensated by other lands?

"What does Fu Jian want to do? Think I'm really easy to deceive?!"

Murong Ping slammed Fei Guoshu hard, his eyes were red, he looked like a madman.

All kinds of calculations, all kinds of thinking, in the end, it was himself who fell into the trap!

Murong Ping was caught in the pigtails by Murong Chui and Duan Taishou, and he met Fu Jian Wang Meng to pursue the debts. His life was extremely difficult, and he was in dire straits.

The court of Yan State became more and more chaotic, and the officials were unwilling to deal with political affairs, and gradually fell into the vortex of power struggle.

The troops sent by Qin State to Yan State were destroyed in Qin Jing's hands one after another. When Fu Jian received the news, his heart ached for a while.There is no evidence to start a war with Qin's Wubao, and he is not sure of winning the battle, so he just picks up the soft persimmons and stabs Murong Xianbei with a knife, intending to recover the capital from the opponent.

Qin Jing led his troops out of Yuzhou and camped in Jingzhou.

The craftsmen dispatched by Luozhou arrived one after another, including the Xiangli brothers who went north according to the agreement. The Wubao in Jingzhou was built quickly.

As the end of the year approached, several forces strangled each other, and the situation in the north became more and more chaotic.

Murong Xianbei suffered a great loss and seemed to be dying of illness, but he insisted on carrying it and refused to die.

The Di people took advantage of the fire to loot, but they lost [-] troops, and without the powerful thug, Qifu Xianbei, they were not too confident. They could only fight small troubles in a short time, and could not start a big war.

The prefectures and counties under the jurisdiction of Qin's Wubao have gradually increased, forming a long belt running from north to south.

Zhangliang, which is also under the Han regime and whose capital is located in Guzang, was oppressed by the Di people before. Seeing that the power of the Di people was reduced, they took the opportunity to send troops to retake the two fortresses on the border. It was very prestigious.

Zahu, who bought weapons from Huan Rong, formed an alliance secretly, angrily killed Xianbei tax officials, and raised a rebellious flag in Yan territory.First came the Badi, then the Jie people and the Qiang people, and then some Huns and Tuyuhun people also joined in the fun.

Regardless of whether the Xianbei Liguo can be overthrown or not, it is always true to grab a few more.

The flames of war continued to extinguish, and Murong Xianbei became more and more unstable.The territory of the Di people was affected, and the states and counties where the Zahu lived were heavily guarded, and the slightest disturbance would be like facing a big enemy.

In contrast, Xihe and other places seem to be another world.Because most of the residents are Han Chinese, and the servants are fierce, and the barbarians dare not invade easily, a large number of caravans and fleeing tribes gather here. Suddenly, the prosperity is better than before.

When the north was in chaos, Huan Rong left the Northern Expeditionary Army and returned to Jiankang smoothly.

The day of entering the city happened to be Xinchou in December, the festival of La Ri.

The fence gate is wide open, boats come and go on the Qinhuai River, and pedestrians on the bank rub shoulders one after another, waving their sleeves and forming clouds, which is very lively.

The healthy servants of the Huan Mansion were waiting in front of the fence, and when they saw the carriage with the Huan Mansion logo, they immediately went forward to salute.

"I've seen Mr. Lang!"

Huan Rong opened the car window and said with a smile, "Mama sent you here?"

"His Royal Highness knew about the return of the Lord, and ordered the servants to stay here to welcome the Lord back to the mansion."

Huan Rong didn't want to delay, and was about to let the carriage move forward, when he heard a drum beating from ahead, and the crowd cheered like a mountain.

As the shouts rose, the boats on the river stopped one after another.

Regardless of the boatman and boatman, the owner and the passengers stepped onto the bow one after another, looking eagerly, their faces flushed with surprise.

"It's Mr. Wang's family!"

"It's Chen County Xie!"

"That's the Lu family of Wu County!"

"I saw it, it's the Yin family of Chen Jun!"

The shouts were louder and louder, almost overwhelming the drums.

The crowd gathered more and more, the road was blocked, and it was temporarily impossible to move forward.

Huan Rong was curious, so he simply pushed open the car door, stood on the shaft of the car, covered it with his sleeves, and looked around with everyone.

Rows of leather drums stand beside the river bank, and the drum bodies are all engraved with unique marks.

More than 20 gentry men in wide-sleeved gowns stood in front of the drum, wearing Hugong heads, holding wooden drum hammers, stepping on specific steps, and striking the drum sound powerfully.

Boom, boom, boom!

The sound of the drums was louder and louder.

Lang Jun raised his arms high, his long sleeves fluttered, and the hem of his clothes fluttered.

The silk cloth of the hair was loose, and the black hair was flying like satin, and the sweat slipped down the sideburns, reflecting the warm winter sun, shining like transparent pearls.

Boom!

It was another heavy drum, and Mr. Lang raised his sleeves at the same time, like cranes spreading their wings, and they all hit the strongest sound.

"it is good!"

The cheers were like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

Dozens of boys and girls wearing waist drums appeared in the crowd. The boy was dressed as a vajra warrior, and the girl had hairpins engraved with beast patterns in her hair. She hit the waist drum with a wooden mallet. It was not as tough as before, but it was different. There is a kind of shock.

The drums sounded in unison to drive away all the plagues.

The people on the bank sang along with the drums, waving their arms and stepping on the ground with their feet. The movements were not graceful, but rough and unrestrained.

Who says the Han family is weak?

Who said that China has no pride?

Looking at this scene, Huan Rong's eyes were slightly hot, and an indescribable emotion surged in his chest.

The leather drums on the shore were removed one after another, and the gentleman of the noble family had not yet had time to leave.The leader saw the carriage not far away, recognized Huan Rong on the carriage, immediately took off Mr. Hu's head, smiled and waved to Huan Rong: "Brother Rong!"

Seeing that it was Xie Xuan, Huan Rong returned the gift in the car.The moment the sleeves fell, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

There was a strange silence near the carriage, and then someone yelled: "It's Lord Huan! The Lord Huan who captured Xianbei Zhongshan King alive!"

"Is he really Mr. Huan's family?"

"I saw it on the Shangsi Festival last year, and it can't be wrong!"

The crowd was surging, all rushing towards the carriage.

Silver hairpins, silk flowers and cloth handkerchiefs flew in one after another, but Huan Rong was still able to maintain his composure.Unexpectedly, the girls were too excited to throw away the silk handkerchiefs, so they just threw the drumsticks. The drumsticks were not satisfying, so they lifted their waist drums!

Seeing the black shadow flying in the sky, Huan Rong broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly hid back in the carriage.

Forget about the drum hammer, throwing the waist drum, is this sincere admiration or is it a one-hit kill?

Seeing the chaos, Xie Xuan was silent for two seconds, put on Hu Gong's head resolutely, raised his sleeves, and rushed out of the crowd under the cover of the healthy servant.

Huan Rong saw this scene clearly in the carriage, and burst into tears with grief and indignation.

Brother Xie, the trouble is caused by you, so at least I can help spread the firepower.

What's the matter if you just walk away?

You can't be so unkind!