After raising the emperor, he always wanted to marry me

The Heishui tribe, which was the separatist side of the Mohe tribe, was wiped out, and the rebel general Sui Ji was beautified in the military report presented by Han Mochu as a hero who pretended to surrender to the enemy and then cooperated with the national and imperial forces to destroy the Heishui tribe, and finally died in battle.

The king and his courtiers were well aware of the facts.

But this letter saved the face of the king of the country, blocked the criticism from the previous dynasty, and saved the lives of these tens of thousands of rebels.

Although those people have been removed from the army and can no longer be revived, and can only do some hard work in mining and digging for the rest of their lives, at least these people and their families will no longer be killed for treason.

General Xun, who was over half a century old, admired this performance of the army, so he pulled Han Mochu to worship him.Afterwards, he stroked his beard that was almost hanging down to his chest, and after thinking about it, he decided to give up, and could only make a new year friendship with someone.

After pacifying the two small tribes around the Blackwater Department, the army temporarily placed the general camp in the deep mountains with both offensive and defensive capabilities.

This year, the winter in the northern border crossed very fast, and there were several heavy snowfalls in October, and the deep mountain where Gu Xiu was camping at this time was even more cold than he could have been prepared for.

Ten days ago, Ding Quan, who was guarding the base camp of the military town, sent supplies and winter clothes to the front. The team encountered an avalanche, and even the supplies such as food, grass and winter clothes were buried in the snow. Only a few people survived. Report to Gu Xiu.

The army camped in the deep mountains fell into unsustainable distress.

Han Mochu distributed the remaining charcoal fire and food and grass, and calculated carefully every day, just to survive in the ice and snow for a few more days.

In the evening, Huotoujun Laoyou walked into Gu Xiu and Han Mochu's tent with two bowls of hot noodle soup with white smoke rising from his shoulders.

"Your Highness, Han joined the army. Today is the Lidong Camp where we made mutton noodle soup. You two should try it while it's hot."

Gu Xiu glanced at the Bai Shengsheng noodles in the bowl, and then said, "What are you making white noodles today? Are you making white noodles just with me, or are you making white noodles for the whole army?"

"Returning to Your Highness, at the beginning of winter today, Old General Xun ordered all the soldiers in the army to use white flour to make tooth sacrifices for the soldiers."

"It's nonsense, I know how much white flour is left in the army." The young general put his hands behind his back with a straight face, his eyes narrowed: "I said before, all the fine grains in the army are eaten by the soldiers. I No matter how much white flour you make today, it will be sent to the wounded barracks. If any general refuses to obey, he will be dealt with according to military law."

"Your Highness!" Lao You held the tray of noodles and knelt down on both knees: "I'll tell you the truth, I'll tell you the truth. General Xun told you that you two must eat the white noodles today. The current situation is difficult. The soldiers are still counting on you to lead us out of trouble."

When Old You looked at the young Gu Xiu, his eyes turned red involuntarily.

Gu Xiu is a young man, one year younger than his youngest son.Now that his son is still at home watching over his mother's spinning, Gu Xiu is already responsible for the life and death of the whole army.He has been in the army for many years, and he has hardly encountered a general like Gu Xiu.All food and materials are treated equally with the soldiers, everything is given priority to the soldiers, but on the battlefield, they rush to the forefront. Now it is only a bowl of soup noodles, and the first thing he thinks of is the wounded soldiers in the barracks. With such a general, he will die a hundred times Also willing to follow.

"Okay, you can leave the noodles." Han Mochu looked at the old Huotou Jun with red eye circles, and said softly: "You go back to what Old General Xun said, saying it's just this one time, not another example."

"Yes, Han Canjun, I promise you won't be an example!" Old You nodded quickly after receiving the order, got up and put the tray on the side, then turned and retreated.

After Lao You left, Gu Xiu sighed calmly, and stood in front of the only carbon basin in the tent to warm his hands by the weak charcoal fire.

Han Mochu also walked up to Gu Xiu and stretched out his hands. The two pairs of almost equal-sized hands were well-articulated and strong.However, there were some red and swollen chilblains on the backs of both hands to varying degrees.

Gu Xiu stared intently at Han Mochu's hands, his heart clenched.Ever since he met Han Mochu, Han Mochu's hands were always white and slender in his impression, but now they have become mottled and covered with scars.

Ever since the mountain was covered by heavy snow, Gu Xiu regretted it more than once, regretted the opportunity he fought for to fight the enemy this time, if he guarded the capital safely, then Han Mochu would not have to suffer this crime with him.

"Your Highness, what are you thinking again?" Han Mochu raised his hand and stroked the crease between Gu Xiu's eyebrows with his thumb.

"I was thinking, Master followed me, it's hard work."

"What nonsense is your Highness talking about? Your Highness loves soldiers like sons, and has strict military discipline. Naturally, I am willing to follow."

"My grandfather's clan has always run the army like this. There is nothing to praise." Gu Xiu's open hands slowly warmed up under the weak heat of the charcoal fire, and suddenly raised his eyes to meet Han Mochu's four eyes: "Master, do you trust me?" Would a general like Zu ruin the lives of [-] frontier troops just for that little military expense?"

This is the first time that Gu Xiu has talked about this old case with Han Mochu in such a serious way in these years, because it is a taboo of the current emperor, so even if Gu Xiu is cast aside by others, he can't say that he is a grandfather. Zhi Clan made an argument.His one sentence of injustice may ruin the lives of the surviving members of the Yun family.

"I never think that Your Highness's grandfather is a criminal minister, and I never think that Your Highness is a criminal descendant." Han Mochu patted Gu Xiu's shoulder with a smile, and then said: "Your Highness, don't wait, I finally got meat today." Soup noodles, I can't bear it anymore."

After a rare hot meal, the two gathered around the sand table again to discuss ways to get out of trouble.

Even if the remaining amount of food, grass and charcoal is saved, it can only last for less than a month, so finding a way out is the most important thing.Since Guochao's supply was buried by the avalanche, it was necessary to find another supply and a way out.

Right now, the mountain roads on three sides are blocked by heavy snow, and there is only one road left.

More than two hundred miles away from the garrison mountain, there is a small country the size of a pellet. This small country is called Jiang Guo. It is a small country established by the Zhongshan King of the previous dynasty after the collapse of the previous dynasty. The territory is only the size of a state, but it is such a small country. He was able to support himself very richly by relying on the mulberry trade with Goguryeo for decades, and cut off all diplomatic relations except Goguryeo, and lived behind closed doors.Many border maps do not even have this Jiang country, so this small state has lived in peace with the country for decades.

"Master, what do you mean, go to Jiang Country to borrow rice?"

"Yes, right now, this is not the way to go. Although this kind of diplomatic relationship has no emperor's order, we can't just watch those soldiers starve to death."

"Jiang Guo is a remnant of the previous dynasty, and has never had any contact with Da Zhou. Master, it is better not to run into trouble."

"Your Highness has never tried it, how do you know?"

"I've tried it. The place 130 miles north of Jiang Country is where I lived when I was young. There are almost no people there. Because of Jiang Country, if I want to find some firewood in winter, I can only look far away." Gu Xiu sighed helplessly. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Borrowing. It won't work."

"Your Highness, let me try it. If it really doesn't work, then we can discuss it in the long run."

The next day, when the wind and snow were about to stop, Han Mochu led a team of 3000 people wading through the snow to Jiang Guocheng.

In front of the gate of Jiang Guo's capital city, Han Mochu handed over the envoy's talisman according to the etiquette, and the soldier guarding the gate lazily said: "Wait." Then he turned and left.

Han Mochu stood in front of the city gate and waited for nearly six hours before he was able to enter the city.And only one person, Han Mochu, is allowed to enter, and no follower is allowed.

"Han Mochu, the fourth-rank general of the Great Zhou King's Army, came to see Jiang Guojun." Han Mochu stepped into the main hall of Jiang Guo's palace with snow in his body.

"People from the state of Zhou?" Jiang Xiao, the king of the state of Jiang on the throne, is a fat, big-eared boy, wrapped in an exaggerated tiger skin cloak, looking at the general of the state of Zhou, who is dressed in armor and looks extraordinary: "What are you doing here? ?”

"I have been blocked from sending troops to the court. I want to come here to borrow some supplies for the army. Your majesty will ask for the loan terms. If you can solve this urgent need, the state of Zhou will never forget your gratitude."

"Oh. So you came here to beg for food?" Jiang Xiao squinted his eyes and clicked his mouth: "I didn't expect that the generals of your Great Zhou Dynasty would have a day to beg for food with me!"

"Your Majesty, since we are neighbors, we are friends. Why do you speak so rudely? I know Jiang is a country of merchants, so I am willing to buy supplies at five times the market price. What do you think?" Han Mochu stepped forward and said.

"I tell you to listen! The more the generals of the Great Zhou army freeze to death and starve to death, the better, even if Jiang Guo's rice grains rot in the ground, you will never let you eat a single grain!" Jiang Xiao roared and fell On the teacup on the table, a piece of broken porcelain splashed, scratching Han Mochu's forehead, and blood snaked down his forehead until it covered his sight.

Han Mochu raised his hand to wipe it, and the gentleness in his eyes revealed a chilling sternness: "Your Majesty, are you really unwilling to talk about peace?"

"Peace talks? What can I talk to you about? Your ancestors of the Great Zhou Dynasty were thieves, and I am happy to see you die more and more." Jiang Xiao hugged his shoulders and narrowed his eyes contemptuously: "You little What right do you have to threaten me when you join the army? Someone, drag him down and chop him up!"

The seven or eight guards in the palace rushed to Han Mochu's side, and all the weapons in their hands were placed on the vital points of Han Mochu's body. If you kill me today, I can guarantee that you will not survive tomorrow."

Han Mochu's firmness made Jiang Xiao inexplicably vacant, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.The fat pig-like monarch wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "You...you...you throw him out for me, throw him out!"

"You don't need to do anything, I will walk by myself."

After Han Mochu left, Jiang Xiao was flustered and immediately ordered to hang up the exemption card, and sent troops to Goguryeo to borrow troops.

The scar on Han Mochu's forehead angered Gu Xiu, and also angered the tens of thousands of troops trapped in the deep mountains, and the army immediately set off to fight.

After one day and one night, the army came to the city.I saw the word Mianzhan hanging high above the city gate.

If the enemy army hangs up the no-war card, it cannot attack the city for seven days. This is a rule that has been followed by the armies of all countries for hundreds of years.

The army was full of righteous indignation, but it could only be stopped by the First World War, and everyone gritted their teeth with hatred.

Only Han Mochu rode on the horse, took off the longbow behind his back, bent his bow and set his arrows at the word "Free War" hanging high on the tower, swishing two arrows, and shot the lanyard of that brand with incomparable precision. Breaking, the huge wooden sign fell straight down and broke in two.

"Your Highness, have you seen the card for avoiding battle?" Han Mochu lightly raised his eyebrows towards Gu Xiu.

"What did you say?" Gu Xiu hesitated for a moment, and a clever little soldier behind him suddenly shouted: "Your Highness, we didn't see the exemption card!"

"That's right, that's right, we didn't even see it!" More people echoed.

Gu Xiu turned to react, and pulled the long!Holding the gun high, he shouted loudly: "Jiang Guoguo humiliated my court envoy! Charge me in! Kill!"

Jiang Guo has only 4 or [-] troops in the whole country, and there are very few young and strong people, and the people engaged in business in the whole country are basically completely powerless.

Gu Xiu attacked the city when he got up in the morning, but in the afternoon Jiang Guo's capital was planted with the King's Banner of Great Zhou.The people Jiang Xiao sent out from the imperial city to Goguryeo to borrow troops had long been robbed and killed by General Xun who was ambushing along the way.

Gu Xiu was supervising the battle and changing defenses in the city, and Han Mochu grabbed the waiver card that had been broken into half pieces, and walked into Jiang Guo's palace once again, which was not as big as the imperial government.

The obese monarch Jiang Xiao was sitting under the throne with disheveled hair on his temples, looking at the corpses of the ministers around him and the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty coming and going, his face was pale and his whole body was trembling.

"Your Majesty, I haven't seen you for three days. How are you?" Han Mochu stepped up the steps with one foot on his side, hooked Jiang Xiao's chin with a horsewhip, and said with a smile.

"You..." Jiang Xiao's lips trembled, and he pointed at Han Mochu and asked in a trance, "How could you attack the city today? I clearly listed myself as exempt from war... You don't talk about war Rule... you..."

"War-free card? Please forgive my poor eyesight, I really didn't see it." Han Mochu said as he threw the half of the card in his hand onto Jiang Xiao's head, leaned closer, and grabbed Jiang Xiao's clothes. Leader: "Do you really think that such a broken sign can block the army of Guochao? You are too naive."

Jiang Xiao was held by the collar by Han Mochu, fear made him tremble into a piece of decadent rotten flesh.He didn't understand why the man in front of him clearly had an incomparably gentle and handsome smiling face, so he was more terrifying than the Shura ghost in hell.He really regretted not agreeing to this person's request that day, and even more regretted letting this person go back that day.

"Come here." Han Mochu let go of his hand and called a soldier beside him who was cleaning up the battlefield: "Find a few people and tie him up with this sign and hang them on the tower. Don't let him fall even if he gets the bone."

"Ah!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmhhhhhhh!"

Han Mochu rubbed his left ear subconsciously, and a sharp stabbing pain swept over him, making him almost unsteady.

"Han Canjun, are you okay?"

Seeing this, a soldier hurried forward to support Han Mochu, he stood still, and felt the pain in his ears gradually calm down, so he raised his hand to stop the soldier who was going to find a military doctor.

"It's all right, it's just that I didn't stand firm for a while."

In fact, ever since the ambush in the forest that day, Han Mochu's left ear has been swollen and painful from time to time, but every time he just takes a short nap, it will return to normal.

Over time, he didn't care about it.