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date="2021-11-25"

title="Section 2"

weight="151823"

series = ["General’s Gown"]

mode = "manual"

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God, it's no different from the look in the eyes of a dancing girl lying in the camp.

Every soldier in the Yan army knows that the eastern part of the country of Yan is the country of Dongyun with the same strong national strength. Yan's national strength was beaten down with blood on horseback by generations of Yan's ancestors. But Dongyun was like a eccentric gift from God. Dongyun products are abundant, especially the snow-hardened stone that can forge the world's top weapons. The terrain is remote, and it has always been far away from the chaos of war. But Dongyun is unwilling to do so. The Helian royal family has always sold scarce strategic resources to the warring two countries throughout the dynasties. It is a notorious but unbelievable royal family.

Yan Changqing squinted his eyes. He Yan Changqing is full of loyalty, and he is the most despised in history. That's how this lawless dude relies on the grace of God and ancestors.

But it's so helpless.

Yan Country and Dongyun have never infringed on the river water. Although Dongyun provided Bei Rong with food and grass for soldiers, horses, and horses, he didn't know Yan Changqing. How many of his weapons and horses came from Dongyun?

Yan Changqing's slender fingers gripped the purple shirt longbow, and his arrows flashed coldly under the moonlight. Under the hideous mask, no one knew his thoughts.

For a long while.

With an order, the Profound Armor army put away their swords one after another.

But Helian Rongchuan didn't mean to retreat quickly. He hugged his chest and smiled: "The general must remember who saved you tonight."

Now that he was close, he noticed that a section of the neck with beautiful lines was exposed under Yan Changqing's battle armor, which was extremely white against the background of the red cloak.

Sure enough, it was this famous young general who turned into a prisoner tonight and burned Beirong Grain and Grass Camp.

It's a clever plan, and it's easy to be vivid. If it were not for him to be suspicious, he would reach out and try before he was prepared, I am afraid he would be deceived.

The people around didn't understand the whole story, and couldn't help being surprised and curious. This person is so courageous. It is obvious that the silver-faced Yama intends to let him go. Why does he have to make an inch?

How could the invincible General Yan need someone else to rescue him?

A chill came and everyone around shivered.

Condescendingly, Yan Changqing glanced at Helian Rongchuan coldly, as if he hadn't heard Helian Rongchuan's words, then turned around and left.

The west wind started, the flag flew, and the horse stepped across the dead Shuwu map. The dark green and gold Yanjun banner was hunting and hunting in the night wind, and gradually disappeared.

Helian Rongchuan raised his hand and gently wiped off the remaining blood on his cheeks, and looked at the tall and straight back that gradually faded away, with a smile on the corners of his mouth.

Silver-faced Yama, we will see you again.

Silver-faced Yama 3

"History of Yan": In the fourth year of Qingzhao, there were 50,000 troops from Beirong in the northern territory of Yanbei. General Yan Changqing infiltrated the enemy camp and burned food and grass. Eight thousand Xuanjia troops under his command raided the enemy camp and captured 10,000. Man counts, shooting the coach's skill at the end of the horse.

Go to the Great Joy and celebrate with a banquet and dance.

It wasn't until he sat down that Yan Changqing realized that the dance banquet was a bit different this time.

There were many more people wearing Dongyunguo costumes at the banquet. Yan Changqing glanced at it, only to think that the person in the lead was quite familiar. When he took a closer look, he saw a pair of dark brown eyes, black hair gathered behind his head casually and handsomely, handsome and handsome. It was the second prince of Dongyun, Helian Rongchuan. He saw his dark purple clothes slightly open, his straight and slender legs leaned together, and he was looking toward him without hesitation.

Why is this person again?

It's this kind of playful, aggressive vision!

Seeing that Yan Changqing happened to be looking here too, Helian Rongchuan triumphantly lifted his chin as a greeting.

Yan Changqing immediately turned his head away indifferently, too lazy to respond.

In this battle with Bei Rong, although he won a great victory, the Yan ar also suffered a lot. It took some time to repair all the way back. Unexpectedly, met this person again as soon as came back.

It seems that this dance banquet is not only to celebrate the victory, but also to talk to Dongyun about the business of Xue Queshi.

No one in the world knows that the snow-hardened stone is an indispensable and important material for forging a good weapon. As long as enough weight is added, the weapon forged with the snow-hardened stone is indestructible, and the soldier can hold it against ten. However, such important materials are only available in Dongyun Kingdom. Dongyun country has been hoarding for this reason, and only sells a small amount to other countries every year. It is also common to stop trafficking. The Snow Quenching Stone, which is hard to find for a daughter, makes Dongyun Kingdom, which is not good at farming, the most prosperous country in the world. It is this seemingly humble mineral that is an important strategic material that countries are constantly competing for. Whoever has more control will have a stronger military power.

Yan Changqing knew well that the reason why this battle took so long was also related to the poor quality of weapons in the army. If the snow quenching stone can be used to create better weapons, the war will end faster and there will be fewer casualties. Therefore, as the commander-in-chief of the army, Yan Changqing was eager to quench the snow stone more than anyone else.

It's just that the trick of Prince Dongyun took advantage of the fire to rob him. He had already been on the sidelines. It was not easy for him to come to visit Yan Country this time.

Yan Changqing frowned slightly.

The dance banquet has a very high standard, especially Li Ji, the best dancer in the world, was invited to perform singing and dancing. It is truly a stunned hungry and graceful as a dragon.

After only a dance, everyone applauded to show the excitement, but Helian Rongchuan looked as usual, and his slender fingers played with the white jade wine glass, seemingly disapproving.

On the side, the minister who was the most rigid and observant of courtesy couldn't bear it. His beard trembled, and his words contained reproach: "Why, your Royal Highness doesn't like my singing and dancing?"

Helian Rongchuan smiled slightly, and stood up calmly: "This king is rude, I can't appreciate this girly chirping dance. If there is a sword dance, this king would look forward to it."

"It's also simple." Emperor Yandi Murongxiu waved his hand: "I have a favorite consort, who is proficient in martial arts and sword dancing. Let her prepare a little bit to cheer you up."

Murong Xiu was talking about Concubine Ning, who has been the most favored recently.

But Helian Rongchuan didn’t think so and didn’t appreciate it: “Why bother, this king once learned the swordsmanship of General Yunhu on the battlefield, and he had a glimpse of it. It’s unforgettable. I wonder if the general today can be respected and learn from this king. two?"

It is said that the expressions of the four princes and nobles are different, and there are secretly laughing people. The smile is that this Dongyun child is bold and dare to openly challenge Yan, the young and famous general Yan, who is famous for swordsmanship; there is an angry face, an angry face It’s that Prince Donglin didn't even give the emperor's face...

Murong Xiu on the dragon chair was a little unhappy: "Presumably the prince has misunderstood. Different countries have different customs. General Yunhu is the pillar of our country. His swordsmanship is to defend the territory, not for entertainment."

"Your Majesty's words are very bad." Helian Rongchuan said calmly: "This king asks the army to learn from each other, not to entertain the ears and eyes, but to hear that the famous generals of Yan have come out in large numbers. Victory. Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times, so please give me some advice from the army"

Helian Rongchuan turned around, and politely bowed his hand to Yan Changqing, with a smile at the corner of his mouth: This king is going back, so I can tell the soldiers of Dongyun that General Yan is really majestic, not just wearing a mask to scare people.

In the last sentence, the blatantly agitated general is exactly the shortcoming of Yan Changqing. Everyone in the world knows that Yan State has produced an invincible General Yan who can make the enemy retreat without a fight. However, there are many rumors in the market. The reason why the famous General Yan always wears a mask and rarely shows his true colors is because he is actually an ugly monster who is proficient in sorcery. As soon as he unmasked his mask on the battlefield, the enemy was so frightened that he only called Hades for mercy, and the timid was even scared to death.

Although it is nonsense, it has somewhat swept Yan Jun's face.

Yan Changqing sat as usual, with no expressions visible under the mask, only a pair of clear eyes quietly greeted Helian Rongchuan's gaze: "It's all right to learn from one or two, but according to our country's customs, we have to win a prize."

"What color?"

"If I win, I will ask the prince to increase the share of the Snow Quenched Stone purchased by Yan Country by 30% and reduce the price by 20%."

Dongyun has always exported only a very small amount of snow quenching stone, so it is not difficult to increase its share by 30%, let alone reduce the price? The ministers who were familiar with the situation shook their heads and smiled. This arrogant General Yunhui was just looking for an excuse to refuse to accept the unreasonable provocation of the Dongyun people.

Who knows, Helian Rongchuan smiled slightly: "A word is a deal."

...

Yan Changqing:...

Everything is quiet. Many princes and nobles dropped their jaws: Is this Prince Dongyun a fool?

If Helian Rongchuan didn't hear about it, he turned around and raised an eyebrow smilingly and said, "What if this king wins?"

Yan Changqing took two steps back calmly, holding a pair of swords horizontally in his hands: "His Royal Highness can't win."

Zheng! The silver sword was unsheathed.

The brilliant winter sun shines on the bright silver sword, reflecting a dazzling brilliance.

In this brilliance, Yan Changqing jumped up, holding a silver sword in each of his left and right hands.

Dongyun's entourage could not help but secretly squeeze a sweat for their master. What an ancestor, when you come to someone else's territory, you have to touch the tiger's ass!

But after watching it for a while, they were a little confused, how come their master, who knows nothing but extortion, looks decent?

I saw Helian Rongchuan's demeanor, although all moves were defensive, but he was not embarrassed, swords and dragons and snakes, actually a little bit chic.

The entourage sighed secretly, Yan Country is really a country of etiquette, even in the face of blatant provocations, they still give their masters face and privately release water. It's so exquisite!

Yan Changqing naturally didn't know these accompanying thoughts. During the match, he only faintly realized that the other party did not exert all his strength. However, the practice of swordsmanship is most concerned about the mindlessness. He didn't care about it. At the moment of blocking, his strong waist turned, and the silver sword in his right hand was already in front of Helian Rongchuan's throat.

"I won."

Yan Changqing said, the voice was as calm as ever.

Helian Rongchuan smiled slightly, he approached Yan Changqing's ear, and softly said a word that only Yan Changqing could hear.

I didn't lose either.

Yan Changqing's heart suddenly sank.

The long sword held by Helian Rongchuan gleamed in the sun. No one saw that there was a very thin strand of jet-black hair on the sword's edge.

boom

With a soft sound, Yan Changqing's silver mask fell on top of the golden bricks in the main hall.

As the mask fell, all voices suddenly disappeared above the hall.

The eyes of those princes and nobles who were of lower rank and who had never seen Yan Chang's halal appearance flashed with shock.

No wonder he has to wear a mask, with such a beautiful and young face, where can he frighten thousands of soldiers?

Helian Rongchuan's sight wandered over Yan Changqing.

This is an extremely beautiful face, like a god-given face, but it is also a very young face, with a little childishness in the corners of the eyes and eyebrows. Perhaps it was the match just now, a few strands of fine hair stuck to the slightly sweaty forehead, which seemed a bit stubborn and horribly sexy.

Down, the white neck, graceful lines and a bit of pride, and down, the meticulous collar blocked Helian Rongchuan's sight.

"Heh, I didn't expect that General Yan, who is brave and good at fighting, is actually a little beauty."

One sentence is a bit too much teasing. Yan Changqing frowned slightly, his beautiful pupils like black mercury coldly looked at the fearless Helian Rongchuan, and for a long while, he put down the silver sword that lay on his neck.

Dongyun's entourage all breathed a sigh of relief.

"I lost, just give you the lottery." Helian Rongchuan smiled indifferently, "However, I also have a small unsympathetic request."

The aloof Murong Xiu's face has sunk for some time: "What is the prince's request?"

"This, the king must think about it, and then report it to your majesty."

Helian Rongchuan smiled casually, but his eyes were locked on Yan Changqing's straight back.

** Once one

"What a courage!"

In the Hall of Wende, the eunuch Liu Quan knelt on the ground and carefully picked up the memorial that was smashed to the ground by Emperor Murong Xiu, and did not dare to raise his eyebrows:

"Holy Lord, calm down and don't get angry."

He has served in front of the emperor for five or six years, and it has been a long time since the emperor has had such a big temper.

What happened today?

Liu Quan left an eye on him, quietly glanced at the memorial when he was cleaning up, and called a Buddha in his heart.

Murong Xiu was sitting on the dragon chair with a gloomy face, his hand with distinct joints holding the ink brush, the joints were a little white because of the force. After a long time, he gave a few words heavily.

After writing, Murongxiu's expression worsened.

Liu Quanzheng was anxious, and suddenly there was a knock on the door: "The emperor, General Yan is here."

Murongxiu's face changed, and he gave Liu Quan a meaningful look. The old eunuch was lowering his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes, with an honest appearance that didn't matter to him.

Yan Changqing stepped into the hall, shouting long live, kneeling and saluting.

Before he got up, Yan Changqing felt a flower in front of him, and he was hugged. Yan Changqing patted the man's back lightly:

"The emperor, unreasonable law."

"What etiquette is not etiquette, it is the two of us, who can't see it, we pulled it out and cut it."

Yan Changqing raised his eyes. I haven't seen him for more than two years, and the young emperor in front of him seems to be more mature and old. The childishness on his face has faded away, and he has gradually become a steady and silent emperor, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are full of the spirit of a king who looks at everything. He couldn't remember more and more, what it was like that "little brother" who was chasing behind him in Chengrili back then.

The court ladies and eunuchs on the side had already served a delicious feast: old ginseng wine, tortoise and snake tonic soup, Bletilla striata pig lung soup, angelica black-bone chicken, pig blood and sea cucumber.

It's all big tonic dishes.

Yan Changqing:...

"The emperor, the minister was not injured this time on the expedition."

"If you don't get hurt, you have to make it up!" Murong Xiu couldn't help but took a piece of pig blood and stuffed it into Yan Changqing's bowl.

Had it not been for the snow quenching stone, he would have thrown the blatantly provocative Dongyun prince into death jail long ago.

As soon as Yan Changqing looked up, he suddenly felt that for a moment, there was a fierce and decisive look in Murongxiu's eyes, who had always been gentle and intelligent in his memory.

It must be a flower.

Suddenly thinking of something, Yan Changqing put down his bowls and chopsticks with a serious expression: "This is the first time that Dongyun is willing to increase the weight of the snow quenching stone. The minister is willing to endure them Dongyun, and the emperor must also endure it."

Murong Xiu was taken aback for a moment: "Brother Changqing, you already know?"

Yan Changqing glanced sideways at the book case behind the Qinglong screen. The little eunuchs had just put the memorials that Murong Xiu angered and shuffled in order. In fact, before leaving the hall, he already knew that the lawless second prince of Dongyun Helian Rongchuan named him by name and asked him to be the special envoy for this snow-hardening stone transaction.

It seems that this prince still remembers the enemy from the Bei Rong camp. This special envoy must be difficult to do.

But for the sake of the country of Yan, he didn't hesitate to do nothing, not to mention Prince Dongyun making things difficult for him.

Yan Changqing smiled disdainfully, calm and breezy. But he didn't know that he was handsome, and this confident smile was even more charming, and Murong Xiu was a little dazed for a while. There was a knock on the door outside the door.

It turned out to be the little eunuch in the palace, holding the flower nameplates of the concubines, waiting for the emperor to choose someone to go to bed.

Murongxiu pushed the brand name: I won’t go anywhere tonight, go and clean up my dormitory" He turned his head to look at Yan Changqing with a smile: "Brother, anyway, your general mansion is empty and has neither a wife nor a sweetheart." Concubine, I won’t be here tonight and talk about the army. Just like when I was young. "

Just like when was young.

Yan Changqing suddenly thought about ten years ago. At that time, he was still the age of the chief actor. His father died in battle, and his mother followed his father. The Emperor first took pity on him for his frustration and brought him into the harem to be raised by Concubine Xian. Concubine Xian already has a son, Murong Xiu, who is only less than half a year younger than him. He is of the same age, like-minded, and like brothers. Nowadays, Baiyun Canggu, Murongxiu has also become an emperor above 10,000 people from the milk doll of "Big Brother Changqing". "

Yan Changqing sighed, oily