Dream Hua Embers Records

That year was more than 20 years ago, right?It is also such a winter, and it is also such a warm twilight.

Yan Qihao, who had just recaptured Yanjing from the Xixia Army, rode proudly on a black horse, slowly walking through the devastated streets after the war.Yanjing, the most prosperous city in the North, had only been in the hands of the Xixia people for less than ten days, before it was warmed up, it was taken down by the iron kite army led by Yan Qihao.

The whole city is a desolate scene, houses are collapsed, every house is closed, and many bones can be seen from time to time among the rubble.

The well-trained iron kite army poured into the streets like quicksilver. Every time they reached a crossroad, they set up fences on all sides, leaving eight soldiers to guard them, and the others rushed to the next intersection.Behind the brigade, followed by several well-educated and sociable teams, went door-to-door to count the population and make records.There are also several teams of soldiers who can speak Chinese, riding tall horses, holding flags, shuttled around, and announced the Anmin notice to the Yuan army.

Occasionally, at the gates of the houses in the alleys on both sides, one or two bold Zhao people poked their heads out to look around. Seeing this kind of pristine military appearance, they couldn't help but secretly stunned, lamenting that the Yuan army was completely different from the scattered Xixia army.

Yan Qihao traveled all the way to the north of the city, and everything along the way satisfied him. The Yuan army firmly controlled the situation, and no large number of Xixia fish slipped through the net in the city...Suddenly, there was a commotion in front of him, Yan Qihao looked up, and saw a In the mansion, there are four big characters "Yongping Wangfu" clearly written on the plaque on the door.

Was it the mansion of Prince Yongping of Nanzhao?Yan Qihao saw some Yuan soldiers around the wall of the palace, yelling and not knowing what to do, he quickly pointed with his horsewhip, and said to the soldiers, "Go and see, what's going on over there?"

As soon as the words were finished, Yan Qihao raised his eyes, and saw the pretty figure in the depths of the palace, above the embroidered building, wearing a fiery red orangutan felt cloak.In fact, the two of them were so far apart that they couldn't see their faces clearly, but from that graceful figure, Yan Qihao vaguely felt that she must be a beauty.

I saw the woman standing at the top of the building in a heroic manner, holding two large red flags, making various postures from time to time, as if the standard bearer in the army was commanding the army.

Yan Qihao had long heard that the men of Southern Zhao were weak, but there were always female generals in the army, but after so many years of fighting on the battlefield, he had never once confronted a female general.

Yan Qihao looked in the direction in which the flag was waving, and saw that there were simple buildings built on the four corners of the palace wall and inside the side door, and there were several servants standing on each building, and those servants followed the woman's command, constantly Throwing things outside the wall, some looked like jars filled with lime, and smoke and dust rose up when they landed, and some were like kerosene tanks, which ignited several fires on the street.

At this time, the soldier came to report: "My lord, in front of me is the palace of Yongping County in Nanzhao. Da Zongji in the mansion ordered the servants to throw things out and didn't let us in. Because the lord said that there will be no crime in autumn, so brothers They can only clamor outside, and wait until the inside is tired. No matter how many jars and jars there are in her house, there will always be time to throw them away. But that woman has a very vicious heart. The jar is filled with lime, and there is a small jar filled with water. As soon as it was thrown down, it became hot and smoked, and several brothers were shocked..." The soldier probably didn't expect to meet such resistance in the city, and he was still aggrieved.

Yan Qihao nodded, then stared at the woman again, and found that the woman commanded the battle quite methodically, if the Yuan soldiers did not approach, she would order Jia Ding to stand still to save "ammunition", if the Yuan soldiers tried to break through the door or climb over the wall, she would Then he quickly directed Jia Ding to throw the jar to scare away the original soldiers.Moreover, the destructive lime jar is not thrown every time, sometimes it is a fire oil tank, sometimes it is a stone, and sometimes it is even feces wrapped in lotus leaves, and the stench will overflow when it hits the ground.

Yan Qihao frowned, thinking to himself, if he followed this style of play, he might be able to last for a few more days inside. Seeing that the building was taller and stronger than the military regulations, it must not have been built in a day , I am afraid that since the Xixia army broke the city, this girl has commanded her servants to guard the mansion to the death...

Thinking of this, Yan Qihao couldn't help secretly admiring him, and immediately clasped his fists together, raised his breath, and said loudly, "Listen, girl upstairs, now the two countries of Yuan and Zhao are forming an alliance to jointly defend Xixia, and the king of Dayuan Guoyi, Yan Qihao, has already taken Yanjing It was snatched from Xi Xia's hands, the girl need not panic, and ordered the servants to suspend the attack, I wish to disarm and enter the mansion, and meet the girl face to face."

After hearing this, the woman lowered the flag in her hand, stared down for a moment, and then said loudly, "Okay! Tell them to retreat fifty steps away, and you come alone!" Then she threw down the flag and turned around went downstairs.

Seeing how straightforward she was, Yan Qihao hurriedly ordered the soldiers to retreat, got off his horse, took off his armor, even took off his bow and arrows, just like that, dressed in green, striding towards the two closed vermilion lacquered gates.

As soon as Yan Qihao stepped onto the first step, the door creaked and opened to both sides. Inside the door stood a woman in red, her hair was loose in a bun, and her long hair fell down like a waterfall. Sweaty, with a pair of eyes looking forward, a little curious, but also a little suspicious.

Yan Qihao hurriedly clasped his fists together, "I'm the King of Dayuanyi, Yan Qihao, nice to meet you."

The woman even cupped her hands, "I am Kang Linghao, the eldest daughter of the Prince of Yongping County in Dazhao. I have met the prince." With her arms wrapped around her, she parted the cloak, revealing a scarlet dress inside.

Yan Qihao smiled slightly, "Young lady is both wise and brave, I admire you."

Kang Linghao was a little shy, blushed slightly, lowered her head slightly, brushed the hair that was blown to her lips by the wind with her fingers, then raised her head again, smiling shyly.That long black hair was blown into a black silk cloak by the wind, dazzling the eyes with beauty.

"What beautiful hair..." Although it was early winter, in Yan Qihao's heart, spring was already blooming.

Yan Qihao raised his head and glanced at Yan Yin at the top of the building again, his eyes were still vaguely the shadow of the beauty in red.Every brick, every tile, every plant and every tree in this mansion seems to carry her aura... When she was a child, she also sat on the top of the building like this, right?Have you ever read a book quietly?Has there ever been such a bright and gentle appearance, like the moment we met at the beginning of the year?

Her father died in the Xixia siege, her younger brother was lost in the Xixia massacre, and she herself, in the most difficult ten days, firmly supported the huge palace.

For the next month, the two of them were like glue.He looked for her missing younger brother for her, and she also advised him to take over the political affairs... Until, after Xixia completely retreated, the two countries of Yuan and Zhao had a dispute over the ownership of the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun, and they fought each other. She and her family , all became prisoners of war...

Later, her aunt and concubine died of illness in the prison, so he asked his third brother to give her to him as a concubine.I thought it would allow her to live a peaceful and peaceful life, but I didn't know that she refused to do so desperately. She made a big fuss several times and made the mansion uneasy.

By getting drunk that day, he raped her and made her pregnant.She sacrificed her life to self-mutilate to prevent this child from coming into the world... For ten months, he sent someone to watch over her day and night, and finally allowed the child to be born safely, and that child was Yan Yi.But she refused to feed the child a sip of milk. She cut her own hair on the day of giving birth, ran to the family temple in the back mountain, and refused to go out again.

This courtyard used to be called Liuyuan. Every spring, it was full of flaming red pomegranate flowers, but when she was pregnant, she got angry and burned it all, leaving only a green field. Black burnt small pomegranates, and more than a dozen stumps.Later, the garden lost its name. After Yan Yin and Dai Zihe moved in, Yan Qihao ordered his servants to change the name to Lingering Garden.

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