A Piece of Li Song Changting Twilight

Zhao Pingzhen did not follow Qin Xiaolou's order of strategies, but instead used his third strategy first, to start the war in an all-round way, to preserve strength against Wan Yanzhao's forces, and spend all his money against Wanyan Kai's forces. Chase hard.In one month, he successfully captured three strongholds on the North Shore.

As a result, it was Zongzan, Wowo, Kening and others who panicked first.Even they themselves don't know why the places guarded by Wan Yanzhao's troops are impenetrable, but they lose the city, the village, and the shame.

Zhao Pingzhen thought the time was right, and immediately sent someone to discuss with them in secret, saying that the people of Mu State hated Wanyan Zhao very much, and the reason why they refused the peace talks earlier was because the second prince of Jin State was too vicious and cunning, and he was afraid that after the peace talks, he would He also refused to give up easily.Now that they heard that Wanyan Hongzang was seriously ill, they were willing to help Wanyan Kai get the position.If Wan Yankai ascends the throne and becomes the monarch, then the two countries can shake hands and make peace, and re-negotiate peace talks.

It must be known that the reason why the Kingdom of Jin was willing to cease war and peace talks before was because its national power could no longer support the huge military expenditures, and now both sides are fighting blood-sucking blood-eating battles.The emissary's remarks could not help but confirm the news that the gold master was seriously ill, and also moved the hearts of the weather-beaten generals who had been away from their homeland for a long time.

The reason why Zhao Pingzhen dared to entrust him so much was precisely because the Jin army was far away from his country and went deep into the territory of Damu to fight.Not to mention whether the messenger can safely deliver the rumor-refusing news back and forth, it will take several months in terms of time.And this period of time is enough for Zhao Pingzhen to use his hands and feet.

Soon, the envoy sent by Zhao Pingzhen not only was not killed, but also returned with a message from Zongzan and others.Although these people didn't let go immediately, their attitudes had obviously wavered.

Zhao Pingzhen struck while the iron was hot, and then sent envoys to send many treasures, and drew a large area on the map, promising not only to return the three strongholds that he had captured earlier, but also that as long as Wan Yankai's people came to fight, the strength of this area would be reduced. Will feign defeat and retreat.Moreover, Mu's condition is very simple, as long as they don't intervene to help Yan Zhao's other troops after the Mu army attacks Yan Zhao's other troops.This is a great thing for Zong Zan and others. Don't give credit to the money collectors, and don't want them to do anything!In this way, those who hesitated before agreed unequivocally, and those who disagreed hesitated, and there were only a few people who stood firm and had no choice but to agree.

A few days later, Wowo took the initiative to ask for a battle to regain the previously lost stronghold.Wan Yanzhao complied with his request, but Mu Jun, who was in contact with Wowo's troops, collapsed at the first touch, and fled back across the river in embarrassment.

After that, Kening and others fought vigorously, and within ten days they took back all the strongholds that Mu Jun had spent a month to lay down.Whoever guarded the site in the past is still guarding it now, and the time of more than a month seems to be just a big show.

Everything is under Zhao Pingzhen's control.

An old man with gray beard and hair from the capital came to the barracks that day, and immediately entered Zhao Pingzhen's camp as soon as he got off the carriage.

Zhao Pingzhen's head was buried in a pile of paperwork and he didn't lift it up. He said in a cold tone, "Zhu Liming, why did you come? Have you brought all the medicinal materials I asked you to bring?"

Zhu Liming watched the prince grow up since he was a child, and he knew his bad temper well. He said with a wry smile: "The old minister received the letter from His Royal Highness, and came here without delay. After traveling for more than a month, His Highness even You don’t even give the old minister a drink of your saliva?”

Zhao Pingzhen still didn't look up, and pointed casually: "This king has no one to serve you here, so you can do it yourself!"

After Zhu Liming drank the water, his old body finally felt much better.Zhao Pingzhen put down the pen in his hand, and finally raised his head to look at him: "Brother Huang asked you to bring me anything?"

Zhu Liming quickly took out a snow-white fox fur scarf and a letter from the medical box and handed it to Zhao Pingzhen: "The emperor said that the spring is cold, please take care of yourself. The emperor also said that this scarf and the fox fur coat that the former emperor gave to His Highness A positive match."

When Zhao Pingzhen heard him mention the fox-fur coat, his face froze, but soon returned to normal.He hung up the scarf, opened the letter and said, "Sit down and wait. When Qin Mingdong comes back, you can show him the injury."

The letter that Zhao Nanke asked Zhu Liming to send was naturally not a military secret letter, and the letter was filled with caring words of brotherhood.When Zhao Pingzhen read the letter, his eyes became softer and softer. In the middle of the reading, the softness disappeared suddenly, and his eyebrows frowned——Zhao Nanke was crying poorly to him in his heart!Zhao Pingzhen endured reading it and slapped the letter paper on the table loudly: "What kind of bullshit household department! Poor and poor, I thought this king didn't know, a minister would be enough to spit out all the greedy money." Give 10 people a year's military pay!"

Zhu Liming was taken aback by his sudden anger, and this fright reminded him of something he had neglected just now, he quickly found a long brocade box and handed it to Zhao Pingzhen.

Zhao Pingzhen glanced at him displeasedly: "What is this?"

Zhu Liming said: "Qin, Mr. Qin's younger brother heard that the old minister is coming, so he asked the old minister to send it to..."

Zhao Pingzhen snatched the brocade box from him, and stared at him sullenly: "Huh! You accepted my letter, and you came here without delay? Fart! Don't delay for a moment, if that bastard has time to give you this painting ?”

Zhu Liming has been with Zhao Pingzhen for nearly 20 years, and his relationship is extraordinary. Seeing that Zhao Pingzhen is angry, he is not afraid of what he will do to him. Instead, he points to Qin Xiaolou's clothes hanging on the wall with a dry smile, and jokes: " Didn't Your Highness say that there is no one to serve His Highness here?"

Zhao Pingzhen was stunned, thinking of Qin Xiaolou's life during the time he was recovering from his injuries, he just wanted to refute whoever served him, but when he thought about it, the "serving" in Zhu Liming's mouth seemed to be different from his so-called serving. He just curled his lips and said nothing.

He opened the brocade box, and he saw a picture scroll inside.Unfolding the picture scroll, the whole picture is extremely clean and tidy, because there is only a bowl with soup noodles in it.Except for this bowl of noodles, there is not even a word on the screen.Zhao Pingzhen was slightly taken aback, unable to figure out Qin Chengxue's intentions—this person is really inexplicable as always, last time he drew an empty room, this time it was a bowl of noodles, what does that mean?Want Qin Xiaolou to go back and cook noodles for him?

He was puzzled by the painting, and asked Zhu Liming, "What did Qin Chengxue tell you?"

Zhu Liming shook his head: "I just said to give this painting to his brother. Uh... maybe only Mr. Qin can understand it?"

Zhao Pingzhen put down the painting and stomped a few steps in the room, suddenly a light flashed in his head, and he understood instantly!He put away the painting dumbfounded, threw it on the top of the cabinet, and said to Zhu Liming with a straight face: "This painting will affect Mingdong's will. After the war, the king will hand it over to him, don't tell him yet. "

Zhu Liming knew that Zhao Pingzhen never bothered to explain the reasons for what he did, but he seemed guilty when he said so.However, His Royal Highness King Rui gave such an order, so what can he say?He could only bow obediently: "The old minister understands."

Zhao Pingzhen went back to the chair and sat down. Just as he picked up his pen, he put it down again: "Is Qin Chengxue sick?"

Unexpectedly, Zhu Liming nodded repeatedly, and showed a heartbroken expression: "Second Master Qin has been ill for a long time. The old minister went to visit him and wanted to ask him if he had anything to bring him, but found him sick in bed. Listen to Qin The servants of the mansion said that the second son of Qin has been ill since Mr. Qin left, and he has been ill intermittently. The old minister also heard that the second son of Qin never goes out, and often keeps himself bored in the room and draws for several times. My God. Alas, the old minister has never seen such a white person, so white... It is shocking, as if he has never been exposed to the sun."

Zhao Pingzhen snorted unhappily, and asked, "Then did you cure him?"

Zhu Liming smiled wryly and said: "Second Master Qin tossed himself like that, caught the cold but didn't take care of him, when the old official saw him, he had already suffered from tuberculosis. The old official came in a hurry, so he could only prescribe a few prescriptions for the Qin family. People. This disease is difficult to cure, and it may be a disease for a lifetime... The old minister thinks that he has a heart disease..."

Zhao Pingzhen interrupted a little irritably: "Then what do you think is his heart disease!"

Looking at his face, Zhu Liming replied cautiously: "Second Master Qin... seems to miss his elder brother very much..."

Zhao Pingzhen waved his hands impatiently, and said coldly: "It's good that you know! As an official appointed by the imperial court, Qin Mingdong supervises the battle at the front. How many soldiers in the army have lost their fathers, mothers, wives and children, and they can't go back to see them for several years. ! There are still many people who will never go back for the rest of their lives!"

Zhu Liming simply didn't know where his anger came from, so he had to be careful and said: "This...His Highness wants the old minister to hide Lord Qin?"

Zhao Pingzhen sneered and said, "You can figure it out yourself."

Not long after, Qin Xiaolou came back.

Qin Xiaolou's wounds have all scabbed over, and it is not a problem to get out of bed freely.He is also a life that can't be idle, and he has long felt that he is going to be moldy during the period of recuperating from his injuries, so he has been running around in the army for the past few days.Since Zhao Pingzhen couldn't control him, he let him go.

Zhu Liming and Qin Xiaolou are also acquaintances.He healed Zhao Pingzhen's friends who were sick or injured. In recent years, Zhao Pingzhen had hardly accepted new recruits, and Qin Xiaolou was weak and sick. Zhu Liming had almost become Qin Xiaolou for a long time. A dedicated doctor for one person.

Acquaintances are not polite when they meet each other. After Qin Xiaolou said a few words of condolences for his hard journey, he took off his clothes and showed him his injuries.

After Zhu Liming saw those crooked scars, his two white eyebrows were pulled together fiercely.Except for Zhao Pingzhen and Qin Chengxue, he knew how Qin Xiaolou's skin was as smooth as jade back then.Now that it has become like this, he is heartbroken as well, secretly lamenting that the golden man wastes nothing.

Zhao Pingzhen was also very busy recently trying to sow dissension. After reading the documents, he went out to find someone to discuss countermeasures, so only Zhu Liming and Qin Xiaolou were left in the tent.

Zhu Liming was dispensing medicine there, Qin Xiaolou chatted with him boredly, and asked about Qin Chengxue's condition after a few words: "Is my brother okay?"

Zhu Liming's back was stiff, and it took him a long time to squeeze out three words between his teeth: "Not very good."

Sure enough, Qin Xiaolou immediately became nervous: "What's wrong with him? Is he sick?"

Zhu Liming licked his lips and said, "I visited Lingdi before I came, and he was just sick. I have already seen him and prescribed medicine for him."

Qin Xiaolou knew that Zhu Liming had excellent medical skills, and when he heard that he had treated Qin Chengxue, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhu Liming said: "Brother Ling... Physical diseases can be cured, but heart diseases are difficult to treat."

Qin Xiaolou sighed with a wry smile, naturally he knew what Qin Chengxue's heart disease was.He asked, "What disease does Cheng Xue suffer from?"

Zhu Liming's old face trembled, and he choked out four words: "Accidental wind and cold."

Qin Xiaolou rubbed his temples, showing signs of fatigue, and said softly: "Senior, the doctor's parents love you, after you return to Lin'an, please help me take care of Cheng Xue..."

Zhu Liming nodded again and again: "Okay."

That night, when Qin Xiaolou returned to his tent after finishing his military affairs, he found two steaming bowls on the table.He approached inexplicably, and finally saw through the dim candlelight that they were two bowls of noodles, and he couldn't help being stunned.

Zhao Pingzhen sat kneeling in front of the case, with a very calm expression: "Today is your birthday."

Qin Xiaolou's lips trembled, but he didn't say anything, he just knelt down quietly in front of the case.

Qin Chengxue finished drawing longevity noodles early, and calculated the time to ask someone to bring them over. The day when she arrived at the barracks happened to be Qin Xiaolou's birthday.Never early, never late.Now that bowl of long-lived noodles without temperature was lying alone on the top of the cabinet, only four or five meters away from Qin Xiaolou.And another bowl of hot longevity noodles was less than four or five inches away from Qin Xiaolou.

Zhao Pingzhen didn't say anything, and moved his chopsticks first.Qin Xiaolou closed his eyes, opened them again, and started to eat with his chopsticks.

Zhao Pingzhen said: "Zong Zan led the troops across the river yesterday, and I let him go for five miles."

Qin Xiaolou smiled: "We lost the place where hundreds of people died, and returned it to them in ten days."

Zhao Pingzhen raised his eyebrows indifferently: "What I want is that none of their [-] troops can leave my Damu's land alive."

Qin Xiaolou's eyes were bent into two arcs, and he smiled extraordinarily softly.He admired Zhao Pingzhen's self-confidence and unruliness so much.

After that, the two of them didn't say anything, and quietly finished two bowls of longevity noodles.Except for Zhao Pingzhen's initial sentence "Today is your birthday", there was no further discussion on this topic. Qin Xiaolou never made a statement from the beginning to the end, as if these were just two bowls of ordinary noodles. A normal supper.

He just ate it up.