[Rebirth] General waiting for my return

It's the day Tan Muqiu and Ai Ze agreed upon.

Everyone made preparations early in the morning to perform their duties. Zhan Xun was the representative for signing the contract, Qin Zhongyue was the interpreter for the negotiations, Zhao Qingming was in charge of guarding and searching for the camp, and Zhao Duanwu was busy. Feeling bored, he went out for a horse race.

The leaders and priests of the tribe came to Nanba for the appointment, and the three most famous leaders of the eighteen villages came to Liangguo, including the head of Ai Ze from Yuluo Village.

Tan Muqiu stood in an inconspicuous corner of the camp, looking at the Nanba people and Liangguo people in the distance, he couldn't help thinking, what was it like when his father signed the contract with the Liangguo people?

He only knew roughly that the battle between Dayu and Liangguo was very ruthless, and the Red Maple Battalion lost many people.It's a pity that they didn't understand each other's language, and didn't know each other's appeals, and the fights only added a lot of unnecessary casualties.

"You made Zhan Xun busy, but you found a place to hide." Zhao Qingming walked behind him, quietly raised his hand and squeezed his fingers, teasing in a low voice.

Tan Muqiu turned around, walked aimlessly side by side with the other party, and said, "Zhan Xun's thoughts are much more detailed than mine, and he's not as impulsive as I am. I'm afraid that if I'm present, the other party's suggestion will hurt too much. I might just agree to Yu Yili's conditions as soon as my heart gets hot."

"I thought about it after I went back that day. If they were really allowed to do business on Dayu's land this time, the language issue between them might be a bit tricky." Zhao Qingming said.

"If the time permits, Zhan Xun will ask their caravan to learn Dayu's Mandarin," Tan Muqiu said.

"This is only one aspect." Zhao Qingming said: "Some people should be allocated from the government office here to learn the language of Nanba and Liangguo. Know yourself and the enemy, so that you will not be passive if there are any changes in the future."

Tan Muqiu turned his head and looked at the other party with raised eyebrows and smiled, "Okay, General Zhao."

"Can I do it, don't you know?" Zhao Qingming whispered in the other's ear.

Tan Muqiu raised his foot and kicked the opponent. The opponent pretended to dodge, but was actually kicked hard by the opponent.

In the distance, Zhao Duanwu had just come back from a lap on his horse, and when he saw the two people going back and forth, he couldn't help curling his lips and feeling a little sad.

Because of his chronic illness since he was a child, he never had any ambitions, and he was swaying all day long.At home, there is a father who is in charge of the defense of Zhongdu, and an elder brother who is outstanding. Zhao Duanwu feels that as long as he lives happily, he will have no regrets in life.

Later, Wuyun took action to cure his serious illness.However, he has also suffered from heart disease since then.

Why is Wuyun a man?A man is a man, isn't Tan Muqiu also a man?

But Wuyun is still a monk.A monk is a monk, but he loves to be so seductive.

When Zhao Duanwu thought of that monk, he felt extremely bitter and bitter.

But I still think of that monk from time to time.

When Zhao Duanwu went out for a lap and came back, Dayu had formally reconciled with Nanba.

Qin Muqiu is right, Zhan Xun is indeed better at doing such things than anyone else.

He is thoughtful, very rational, and always knows what kind of conditions should be raised at what time, and more importantly, no matter what kind of conditions are raised from his mouth, they will not make the other party feel harsh.

In the end, Zhan Xun personally sent the gifts prepared by Nanba and Liangguo out of the city, and accepted the gifts specially brought by the other party on behalf of Dayu.

Qin Muqiu deliberately ran over to hug Ai Ze before they left.

The other party looked at him with warm and distant eyes.

The priest of Nanba specially brought a small gift for Tan Muqiu, which was a flower carved in stone.

Qin Muqiu remembered that Hua represented Sheng, and the other party's move was to express their friendship to him.

Seeing this, Tan Zhongyue, who stood aside and led the prank game, had a wonderful expression on his face.

After seeing off the Nanba and Liangguo guests, Tan Muqiu stood on the grass beside the camp, suddenly missing his father.

He doesn't know the other party, or he only understands a small side of the other party.

When the other party made the decision to give his own son to someone else, didn't the other party know what he would face in the future?In the past, Qin Muqiu didn't know what the other party was thinking, but now Qin Muqiu felt that the other party knew what the ending would be, but he still did it.

Everything will go according to its own established track.No matter what anyone does, nothing can stop it from happening.Just like the land in the southwest, after repeated wars, it is still alive and well.Maybe the war will start here again in the future, but not long after that, it will eventually return to peace again.

He attributed all this to fate.

In the distant central capital, there is another person who can't help but lament the fate.

In the Hall of Ninghe, Li Jin was holding a baby under one year old in his arms, and was flipping through a memorial in front of the desk.

"Did you see it?" Li Jin pointed to the handwriting on the memorial, and said, "This is written by your uncle. Unless it is such an important matter, he would not write it himself. This is not in line with your father's temperament." Very similar."

The little baby was a little impatient looking at the report, turned around and fell into the arms behind him, feeling drowsy.An inner eunuch opened the door with tea, put the tea on the desk, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the little prince has fallen asleep, and this slave will carry him to the couch."

Li Jin looked at the smiling face sleeping soundly in his arms, raised his hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of the other's mouth, and said, "It's okay, you don't need to wait, you go down first." The inner eunuch retreated outside the hall as he said.

Li Jin took the memorial in his hand and read it again from beginning to end.Then he adjusted the posture of the little doll in his arms, let him lie on his left shoulder, then spread out a new piece of paper, picked up a pen and dipped it in ink.

"Qin'er, you uncle, you made peace with him in the middle of the war, and you still have to open the door to welcome people into your home to do business." Li Jin wrote something on the paper while talking to the sleeping baby. Said: "If your father is here, maybe I want to go there to have a look and have fun. Unfortunately, I used to have no time to go out with him, and he doesn't want to go out with others."

"If you grow up, I will accompany you wherever you want to play." After Li Jin said that, his eye circles turned red, he put down the pen, picked up the seal and stamped it.

Outside the Hall of Ninghe, a young man in a Taoist robe followed by a young man in a yellow shirt.

"Trouble father-in-law to help pass it on." said the young man in Taoist robes.

"Master Yanji is serious. Your Majesty has ordered that there is no need to inform the master when he is here." After saying that, the inner eunuch opened the door and let the two of them in.

After the two entered the door, they saluted Li Jin one by one.

Li Jin raised his hand to signal the two to lower their voices, then stood up carefully holding the little baby in his arms, and said in a low voice, "I read that right, right? This little master has figured it out, and wants to abandon the dark and turn to the bright?"

The young man in the yellow shirt clasped his hands together and said: "Your Majesty's words are wrong, there is darkness in the world of mortals, this poor monk should abandon the light and turn to the darkness instead of the darkness to the light."

Seeing Yanji's expressionless face, Li Jin smiled lightly and said: "Yanji, listen, even if your junior brother takes off his cassock, his bones are branded with the Buddha's seal, and there is no way to save him."

"Amitabha." The yellow-clothed youth said: "Everyone in this world is suffering, but it is difficult to save themselves. The poor monk is not hopeless, but he is someone who has not waited until he is willing to save the poor monk. The same is true for Your Majesty."

Li Jin sighed, patted the back of the little baby in his arms, and said, "Isn't Qin'er here to save me?"

"The young prince is not someone who came to save His Majesty, I'm afraid it will only make His Majesty suffer more." The young man in the yellow shirt said: "If Your Majesty is willing, the poor monk can come every day to give lectures to His Majesty, just hoping to help His Majesty escape from the sea of ​​suffering. "

Li Jin didn't make a sound when he heard the words, and he opened his mouth after a while: "Suffering is suffering. Didn't you say that everyone in the world suffers, and I am not one more. Since you are no longer a monk, don't worry about us in the world. You are a middle-aged man, saving suffering and suffering is the job of a Bodhisattva, so you can rest."

The young man in the yellow shirt clasped his hands together and couldn't help saying "Amitabha".

Yanji, who had been silent all the time, shrugged his shoulders quietly, with a trace of embarrassment floating on his face.

How could this be his junior brother?

A few days later, Li Jin's imperial edict arrived at Chehe Camp.

The imperial decree strongly praised all the members of the Red Maple Battalion.

Along with the imperial decree came a letter and an antidote.

In the letter, Wuyun's instructions on how to take the antidote were recounted in great detail. When the next time the poison occurs, take it, and the poison will be completely cured.

At the end of the letter, there is what Li Jin himself wanted to say.

He said that the Southwest is a good place, but it is also a place that everyone covets.Therefore, in the future, there must be a garrison in the southwest to prevent anyone from becoming ambitious.

As for the garrison in the southwest, if Tan Muqiu is willing, it can be the Red Maple Battalion, if Tan Muqiu is not willing, he will dispatch it elsewhere.And if the Red Maple Camp doesn't want to stay in the southwest, they can go to Beijun or other places.He probably guessed that Tan Muqiu didn't want to go back to Zhongdu, so he didn't even mention it.

"I remember you said before that when the matter here is over, you will return to Zhongdu?" Qin Muqiu asked Zhao Qingming after reading the letter.

"We went back to China because we didn't have the antidote. Now that we have the antidote, there is no need to go back. Don't you also like to stay in the southwest?" Zhao Qingming said, keeping an eye on the other party's expression, for fear that the other party would say that he wanted to return to China. All and the like.

Tan Muqiu pondered for a moment, then said, "I still think I should go back."

Zhao Qingming's face immediately darkened a lot, but Tan Muqiu said again: "The matter of Zhong Yue is not over yet, he can't stay with us in the southwest for a lifetime. Anyway, he should be allowed to meet his son, right?"

Zhao Qingming couldn't have any objection when he heard the words, he could only respond well.