Marry the right man on the wrong sedan chair

At night, the lights in Zhuang Han's tent were brightly lit, and the voices of discussions kept coming and going.

"General, are you really going to do this?" Shen Qing asked with a frown.

Zhuang Han smiled: "It's already May enough to come to Mobei, and the year is approaching, I want the people at the frontier pass to have a safe and stable year, and I also want these tens of thousands of soldiers to have a safe and stable year. "

"But, what if it fails?" Fang Jishui asked.

Zhuang Han smiled: "If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't be in a hurry to discuss with everyone in the tent today."

Ning Shihan said: "There is a saying in the book, 'One governs the world, not with military chariots. It is upright but not awkward, and its virtues are said.' This is also what you advocate, General, but if you use these methods you said now, wouldn't it make me go to court?" Did the soldier end up with a bad name?"

Zhuang Han raised his eyebrows slightly: "The Huns love to use these despicable methods. How can we deal with this kind of people in a righteous way? We can only deal with them in the same way."

Hearing this, the others frowned and remained silent.

Zhuang Han took a look at their expressions, plunged the dagger into the table, and said, "What do you guys think? Do you follow what I said, or continue to fight with them?"

Seeing Zhuang Han's calm expression, they gradually agreed in their hearts, muttered a few more words, and agreed unanimously.

Since then, Zhuang Han has deployed and deployed all kinds of tactics, even using those heretical and disgraceful little tricks in the world.

What designed an ambush, set up an ambush, poisoned, set fire, secretly instigated, spread rumors to stir up trouble, and caused their army to be in chaos...

Zhuang Han even used the 36 tricks in a wonderful and clever way, using the terrain and strategies to deceive the sky, take advantage of the fire, attack the west, divert the tiger away from the mountain, hide the old warehouse, play hard to get, escape the golden cicada, close the door to catch the thief, make long-distance and short-range attacks, steal the beam and change the post, beauty tricks, empty city tricks, counter-plots, and serial tricks ... The Xiongnu were miserable, but they couldn't figure out what tricks the Queen of the Great Wu Kingdom would use against them.

Especially in this beauty trick, Zhuang Han personally dressed up as a beautiful woman, was able to get close to their commander, and used a trick of "capturing the thief first to capture the king", and beat the Huns so badly that they could only raise their hands and surrender.

Not to mention that the Xiongnu army was beaten and ran away, but the Hun general, who was fascinated by Zhuang Han, learned that the beauty was a man. Watching the wind and fleeing with his own army, he went seven hundred miles to the north of the desert.

Even in the following decades, the Xiongnu did not dare to enter their land, and even said: "The Xiongnu dare not go south to graze horses." It is conceivable that the grand occasion of this battle, of course, this is all a later story.

Zhuang Han's achievements were extremely high, he won the battle, and did not return to Beijing immediately, but spent the Spring Festival with the soldiers at the border.

A piece of peace, laughter, amidst the lights of thousands of houses, looking at the fireworks blooming in the distant sky, Zhuang Han was thoughtful.

He missed his brother Wu and his Yun'er...

Want it so so much……

……

The capital city was full of joy and laughter, full of New Year's flavor, and thousands of families celebrated the reunion with lights, and also celebrated their victory.

Wu Wenxuan hosted a banquet in the palace, so many people came to this New Year's Eve dinner, but there was no one who worried him the most.

It is rare for 360 days a year that the officials and the emperor sit together, regardless of their superiority or inferiority, in harmony. They do not mention state affairs or family affairs when talking and laughing. It's okay to make fun of a few words, or dance swords and knives to your heart's content.

While everyone was talking and laughing, of course they would not bless each other, it was only right to give them a red envelope for the only little prince.

Dressed in festive clothes, the soft and cute little Rourou received all kinds of red envelopes from the officials.

No one dared to disobey the "Frugality Order" issued by the Queen's previous order, so no one dared to give this red envelope anything expensive.

After the banquet was over and everyone was gone, Wu Wenxuan hugged Xiao Rourou and looked at the fireworks blooming in the sky in the distance, feeling very lonely for a while.

"Brother Huang." Wu Wenxing hugged his son and called Wu Wenxuan.

Wu Wenxuan turned his head and said with a smile, "Haven't you gone back yet?"

"Yu'er said that this year's Shou Sui will be spent with you and Yun'er," Wu Wenxing said.

Wu Wenxuan said with a smile: "Is this all calling Yu'er?" While speaking, he did not forget to raise his eyebrows and look at Xiao Yu who was at the side.

Xiao Yu blushed, lowered her eyes, hugged her son from Wu Wenxing's arms, and said, "I'll take Kang'er somewhere else."

"Ah, ah..." Xiao Rourou suddenly babbled and stretched out his hand to prevent Xiao Yu from leaving.

Wu Wenxuan said: "It looks like Yun'er wants to play with Kang'er."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yu stepped forward and hugged Xiaorourou from Wu Wenxuan's arms. At this time, he was holding Xiaorourou with one hand and Kang'er with the other.

Wu Wenxuan's heart tightened when he saw it, and he hurriedly shouted: "You can't treat my child like this because of your strong martial arts." As he said that, he was about to snatch Xiaorourou, but he saw that Xiaorourou was nestling happily at this moment. In Xiao Yu's arms, he was having fun with his little brother.

Xiao Yu didn't say anything, hugged the two treasures, went to sit aside.

Wu Wenxuan said to Wu Wenxing: "Your family is still so weird."

Wu Wenxing smiled but said nothing, thought for a moment and said, "Brother Huang, when will sister-in-law return to Beijing?"

Wu Wenxuan shook his head and said, "He didn't say when, he just said that he had to do something and come back."

Wu Wenxing said: "Sister-in-law is a person who pretends to be an ordinary person in her heart, which is really rare."

Wu Wenxuan sighed softly, and said: "That man, I am afraid that the people of Jiangshan Sheji are the first, Yun'er is the second, and I am the third." He paused: "Maybe I don't even have the third." It is indescribably lonely.

Hearing his dejection, Wu Wenxing hurriedly comforted him: "Brother Huang, you are wrong, if you want me to tell you, sister-in-law, he puts you in the top priority, and he gives you all his petty temper, and his affection for you is even greater. It’s profound, don’t think about it.”

Wu Wenxuan was taken aback by these words, looked at his younger brother, and said relievedly: "I haven't seen you for more than half a year, I've grown up, sure enough this father is not in vain."

Wu Wenxing smiled: "Brother Huang, Yu'er and I are discussing going back to Beijing to live."

Hearing this, Wu Wenxuan was startled, and then his eyes were full of joy: "Really?"

Wu Wenxing nodded: "Of course it is true."

Wu Wenxuan was overjoyed, and nodded repeatedly, and the two brothers chatted for a while. About Mo Hai, Wu Wenxing's son Kang Er was always crying and behaving badly, making Xiao Yu sweat from anxiety.

Wu Wenxuan looked at it, frowned slightly and said, "He's still so young, I'm afraid he's tired from the night, otherwise you can go back."

Wu Wenxing said: "I want to watch the year with you, Brother Huang."

"When your sister-in-law comes back, we will be together again in the next year, when Kang'er will grow up." Wu Wenxuan said with a smile, "Go back, I've been tired all day."

Wu Wenxing thought for a while and left with Xiao Yu without saying anything more.

Now, only Wu Wenxuan and Xiao Rourou were left.

Wu Wenxuan carried Xiaorourou into the bedroom, Xiaorourou seemed to be hungry, so he called someone to cook some food.

The father and son, one big and one small, sat at the dining table, and you ate one bite at a time.

The sky outside is full of fireworks and firecrackers blooming everywhere, lingering in their ears.

It didn't affect the father and son in the slightest, and Xiaorourou was enjoying eating the delicious food with his two little hands.

Wu Wenxuan liked it more and more, poking and poking his son's chubby face with his finger.

Xiaorourou would always frown slightly at this time, thinking to himself, Father is really, always poking my face when I eat...

When sleeping at night, Wu Wenxuan hugged Xiao Rourou in his arms, rubbed his chin against his head, and murmured: "Yun'er, your father, I miss your father so much..." It was a sad face, and the feelings of longing poured into my heart, and I couldn't help choking up among the thousands of lights, fireworks and firecrackers.

Little Rourou was stunned, his round eyes were wide open, his small mouth was also wide open, and then he opened his mouth, and it took a long time before he called out: "Father, Father Emperor..."

Wu Wenxuan was taken aback, glanced at Xiao Rourou, then picked him up and asked, "Yun'er, just now, what did you call me just now?"

Little Rourou's little feet were thumping, trying to repeat: "Father..."

This sound made Wu Wenxuan cry with joy, and couldn't bear it anymore, and cried.

"A good son, the good son of the emperor..."

……

After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Zhuang Han sent a letter to Wu Wenxuan saying that when the spring blossoms, it will be the time for him to return to Beijing. Let him not worry about it. For the first time, he expressed his incomparable miss for Wu Wenxuan.

Deep in the night willow moon,

Nianruo sings softly and sings hazyly.

Wen Guo willow embankment to know an inch of grass,

Xuanyun lingers on the moon and the heart is red.

——"Shen Nian Wenxuan".

Wu Wenxuan wept with joy, his Hanhan could be said to miss himself.

Zhuang Han led all the soldiers to build pavilions and castles in the north of the Yellow River in Hetao to strengthen the defense line in the Hetao area as an outpost of the Yellow River defense line.

Moreover, we also inspected the local people's sentiments, and exempted the local harsh and miscellaneous taxes. We also allocated funds from the imperial court to build houses and rivers destroyed by the war. people's standard of living.

Such a rectification suddenly delayed the day of returning to Beijing.

In the imperial palace in March, the willows are green and the apricots are yellow to welcome the spring.

spring is coming.

Wu Wenxuan was looking forward to it, but what was waiting was a letter from Zhuang Han, saying that the return to Beijing would be delayed for a while.

Looking at this letter, he felt that he was going to explode. He had waited for him for so long, and he had been waiting for him for so long. His longing for that person had already penetrated his bones and invaded his heart and lungs; but this person always lied to him time and time again. I return today and tomorrow, but there is no one there for a long time, and I sent myself away with a letter.

Immediately there was a burst of anger, a burst of sadness, a burst of grievance, and even a burst of heartache, feeling sorry for that person who puts the country first and doesn't care about his body like this.

Because Zhuang Han was tired and sick, he refused to let anyone report to Wu Wenxuan, but someone still secretly reported Zhuang Han's situation, which was one of the reasons why he delayed his return to Beijing.

Wu Wenxuan let out a long sigh, reluctant to reprimand him, so he murmured: "Fool..."