National Beauty

Shu land.

Jiangyuan City was broken, and Zhang Qi, the defending general, was unable to escape and was escorted by the insurgents to the coach Wang Wu.

When attacking the city, Wang Wu hit an arrow in his forehead, and continued to fight for a while with his blood. The army broke through the city gate, Wang Wu also planted from horseback and was helped by Guo Xiao and Li Shun to a nearby mansion. Down, he quickly summoned a few well-known doctors in the army and the army, but the feather arrow hit his forehead, and he was pulled out to death without any delay, and it didn't take much time.

"Big Brother..." Li Shun knelt before the bed, covered in blood and tears on his face. He grew up in the Wang family since he was a child. Wang Wu is his brother-in-law and a good elder brother whom he regards as his own siblings. Before the expedition, my elder sister cried into tears and told their brothers to take care, rather than try to escape from defeat. Now that the eldest brother is in an accident, how can he explain to his sister?

"Okay, isn't it just death? Before death, he can drink and eat meat, and fight side by side with his second and third brothers. The eldest brother is worth it in his life." Wang Wu has a hearty temperament and is not afraid of death, holding his brother-in-law's hand. , Taking advantage of his strength, hurry up and explain the funeral: "Take care of your sister for me, Liu'er has grown up, you can choose a good one for her..."

Li Shun choked and nodded.

Wang Wu slowly raised his eyes.

Guo Xiao walked over with a heavy expression and leaned over to look at him.

Wang Wu has the affection for Guo Xiao, the elder brother to take care of the younger brother, and the common people’s admiration for the powerful person. He got along for half a year. In fact, Wang Wu can see that his righteous brother has an extraordinary background. He and his brother-in-law can To break out of this world, all depends on the help of the nobles. Looking at those deep black eyes, Wang Wu slowly said: "Third brother, I, I can't do it anymore. Your second brother has never read a book. In the future, I hope third brother will help..."

"You don't need to talk about it, Song Zhang will do his best to assist the second brother, kill all corrupt officials as soon as possible, and avenge the eldest brother!" Guo Xiao held Wang Wu's extended hand and assured him in a deep voice.

Wang Wu smiled, and his gaze returned to Li Shun's face with difficulty, staring at each other for a moment, suddenly passing away.

"Big brother!" Li Shun pounced on Wang Wu and cried depressively. Guo Xiao stood aside, recalling Wang Wu and his person, sincere and hospitable, and dwindling money. Although he was the commander of the rebel army, he never acted as a blessing, and he was considered an iron bone. A clank man. With his fists clenched in both hands, Guo Xiao suddenly looked at Zhang Qi, the defending general who was kneeling on his side while being escorted.

"Second brother, how does this person deal with?" Guo Xiao coldly reminded Li Shun.

Li Shun stiffened for a moment, suddenly stood up, drew his saber, cut off Zhang Qi's head on the spot, and ordered people to hang it on the wall to pay homage to the spirit of his brother in the sky. The enemy was killed, but the grief in his heart could not be healed. Li Shun cried and restrained his elder brother. The next morning, according to the plan of the elder brother, Li Shun led his troops to personally attack Chengdu, the important town of Shu in the east of Jiangyuan City.

Chengdu is the capital of the former Shu Kingdom. Its walls are so high and solid that it is by no means comparable to other small cities. The rebels attacked for a day and suffered heavy damage and had to retreat to Jiangwon City. This was also the first defeat suffered by the rebels after they fought against the government. The elder brother died and was defeated again. Li Shun suddenly lost his confidence and discussed with Guo Xiao: "Or, let's take the money we robbed and find a mountain to guard?"

The government is difficult to fight, anyway, there is money, Li Shun really wants to stop.

Guo Xiao pursed the corner of his lower lip. Common people have a narrow vision.

"Occupying the mountain is king, the money is spent, and the grain and grass are all eaten, how should the second brother respond?" Guo Xiao asked calmly.

Li Shun rubbed his head, a word appeared in his mind, but he felt wrong again.

Guo Xiao knew what he was thinking, and sighed: "The government forced us to make it hard. Our three brothers raised troops to rob the rich and help the poor. Therefore, the poor people of all states and counties have turned to us. If the mountains are king, we will have to rob people in the future. To live, what's the difference between that and bandits? Big brother is brave enough to know that you and I are oppressing the people, and you will die. And the court will not stop. At this time, there are Liao soldiers in the north, and the court has no time to take care of us. If we don't take this opportunity to capture the city Strengthen the army, once the court is free to take action, our 50,000 soldiers and horses can only sit and wait to die."

Li Shun suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and Liushen Wuzhu said: "Then what should I do?"

Guo Xiao called him to the map and pointed to the Shuzhou Road in the north of Chengdu: "Chengdu is difficult to attack. Let's break through the surrounding small cities one by one. Once we have enough troops, we will turn around and take Chengdu in one fell swoop." .

His voice was calm, and Li Shun calmed down unknowingly, and admired him incomparably, "The third brother is courageous and intent, and he must be the reincarnation of Wu Quxing in the sky!"

Guo Xiao smiled, but his eyes fell on the northeast of the map of Shu, the capital of Dazhou.

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In the capital, the Emperor Xuande was refreshed in the past two days because the King Shou beat the Liao soldiers in the whole city of Zhenzhou, and the tiger stepped into the wind, but he was not happy for a long time before he received the battle report from the Shu area. Knowing that the uprising army had expanded to as many as 50,000, and that the soldiers in the Shu area had been defeated steadily, Emperor Xuande's good mood immediately flew to the horizon and smashed the memorial fiercely: "Trash! It's all a bunch of trash!"

The people cannot be governed well, and the suppression will not work. What kind of mediocre officials have he raised!

"Father, my son is willing to lead the troops to quell the rebellion." King Rui came out first and offered to ask in a loud voice. He didn't dare to fight the Liao Bing, and asked the third child to take the credit with the assistance of Li Long and Guo Boyan. Now that the rebellion in Shu is rebelling, it is simply God's opportunity to give him performance.

The sons were more brave than the other. Emperor Xuande was pleased to return, but it was never possible to send the two princes out at the same time. Furthermore, Emperor Xuande still did not see the rebel army composed of 50,000 people in his eyes. Retirement is all about the incompetence of the generals. Emperor Xuande looked at the rank of military attachés, and soon there was a candidate. He was appointed as the patrol envoy of Xichuan to take charge of countering the rebellion.

Gao Zai left Beijing on the same day, and Emperor Xuande took a breath and continued to pay attention to the battle report of Northern Xinjiang.

Shouwang Mansion.

Song Jianing is also thinking of her husband. The prince left in a hurry last month, and Song Jianing had no time to do anything. After the prince left, Song Jianing thought and worried. If he sits idle and does nothing, and feels uneasy for a moment, she asked the maids to prepare needles and threads, and she personally gave them to the prince. Sewing warm winter clothes.

On the warm couch of autumn light, she bowed her head and was busy sewing. Across the mahogany low table, Zhaozhao played with You brother over there. Since having a younger brother, Zhaozhao finally stopped pestering his mother all the time, and the little girl She also became more and more sensible, knowing that her mother wanted to make clothes for the father, and could not make trouble.

"Mother, my brother is hushing!" Zhao Zhao immediately said loudly when he saw a stream of water rushing from the middle of his little short legs.

Song Jianing smiled. The nurse had already rushed over to help Brother You change his pants and cushions. Watching inconspicuously, when the nurse was laying the cushion, she still helped to pat the nurse in a decent way. Song Jianing saw it clearly, and thought that when he wrote a letter to the prince later, he must include this matter.

"Wang Hao, the princess's hand stove is ready, do you want to check it out?" Shuang'er came in and asked. The little princess grows up every year, the little hand grows up, and the hand stove he holds in winter must also grow bigger, and he has to be replaced every year.

Song Jianing happened to be tired from sewing too, nodded, then put down the needle and thread, she went to play with Zhaozhao and You brother. Shuang'er came in with two exquisite small copper furnaces. The copper furnace was inlaid with a circle of gems. Any one of them was a rare thing that the wealthy businessmen outside could not buy. It is often visible on the utensils.

"This is a picture specially drawn by the father to Zhaozhao, and then let the craftsman cast it. Does Zhaozhao like it?" Song Jianing asked her daughter with a smile while holding the fat brother You.

Zhao Zhao held the round hand stove, nodded while looking at the new gadgets, and tried to pick a gem after he finished the order, picking very seriously.

Song Jianing touched her daughter's head and taught her how to use it to warm her hands.

Zhao Zhao blinked, raised his head and asked, "Does mother have it?"

Song Jianing nodded.

Zhaozhao was satisfied, seeing her mother looking at her younger brother with **** eyes in her arms, and then asked, "Where's younger brother?"

Song Jianing still nodded, her daughter is so cute, she couldn't help but kiss her.

Zhao Zhao hadn't finished the question yet, so he looked at the window and asked, "Where is the father?"

Song Jianing was stunned. The prince is hot, and the prince always warms her hands in winter, but he himself has never used it, sometimes it is cold and cold, and when he comes back from the outside, she loves him heartily, holding a hand stove and sending it over, but the prince pulls her to her leg. Holding on to her, only people who rarely care about her. The silent tenderness came to mind, and Song Jianing couldn't help but walk away.

"Mother, does the father have it?" Zhao Zhao asked again.

Song Jianing woke up and nodded subconsciously.

Zhao Zhao was happy and continued to play with her hand stove. Song Jianing looked at her daughter, and his thoughts flew to the prince again. Winter is about to enter. The prince is at the border and even has to go to the battlefield in person. Whether he is holding the reins or holding the sword, his hands must be exposed. The north is cold, will the hands be frostbite?

Thinking of this, Song Jianing couldn't sit still, and called Liu Xi to prepare a box of plaster for freezing hands.

The plaster was controlled, but it could not be prevented. Song Jianing touched his chin and began to wonder how to protect the prince from the cold. After thinking about it for a long time to no avail, washing her feet at night, watching Shuang'er help her take off the long white silk socks, Song Jianing's heart moved, embroidering something to cover the hands of the prince?

With a thought, Song Jianing continued to think along this line of thinking, the prince wants to lead soldiers to fight, he can cover the back of his hand, and his fingers must be exposed outside, otherwise he will not be able to take things flexibly. At night, I figured out what it would look like. The next day, Song Jianing was drawing pictures and choosing materials, too busy to coax the children.

At the end of September, the guards brought the princess's family letters and baggage, and hurriedly went to Zhenzhou to deliver the letter.

Zhao Heng had been looking forward to it a long time ago, and after Father Fu withdrew, he opened the envelope first. Familiar delicate small prints, familiar agile child portraits, each stroke carries her unique tenderness. Zhao Heng looked at the beautiful daughter in the painting and the fat son who had grown up in a circle. She was the only one.

After all, Shouwang is the Shouwang who once cultivated immortals. Together with the interest, he immediately picked up a pen and grinds up, followed her painting, and drew a new picture. She was hugging Brother You and her daughter coquettishly leaning against her.

After finishing the painting, after posting a daze for her portrait, Zhao Heng finally remembered that she had also sent something.

Putting down the paintbrush and putting away the family notes, Zhao Heng walked to the desk and opened the bag. Inside was a winter robe and a cloak, and...

Zhao Heng raised his eyebrows, picked up a pair of strange things placed on the large cloak, and looked over and over again, and found a note in one of the sleeves: Lord, this thing is like a sock, put it on your hand, it can keep out the cold. Below the note, there was a line of even smaller words: It's winter, I miss the prince's warm hand.

Big warm hand...

Zhao Heng stared at the line of small characters, the scenes of getting along with her, hugging her to kiss her and asking her, all came to mind.

She only wanted his big hands, but he missed her whole person, from the inside out.

Carefully put away this special note, Zhao Heng looked down, trying to put on the fresh gift the princess gave him. The outside of the case was deerskin, and there was a layer of solid cotton on the inside. The hand stretched in. It was really warm. The leather case covered the first knuckle, and the top was gone. Zhao Heng made a fist and his movements were not affected.

Warmth.

Zhao Heng unconsciously clenched his fist and stretched it out again. After several times, he suddenly turned around and summoned Father Fu.

"The prince." Fu Gonggong rushed in immediately.

Zhao Heng took off the holster in his hand, and said to Fu Gong justly: "Make a set and give it to Li Long to ensure that the crossbowman will be one pair per person."