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Chapter Forty-Six

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    Having lived in Enyang for ten days, I spent the first day of the first lunar month in the second year of Xian'an.

    ? This is the first time Wanyao spends New Year's Eve outside, and she has very little experience, and it's just the word "hasty".

    It has been more than two months since I went south in November. The aunts who have gone through a lot of hardships on the way have lingering fears. They have long wanted to urge them to go on the road, but it is only because of Xiang Huan's injury that it is inconvenient to speak.

    The two of them also rushed back to Beijing to return to their orders, so this trip is going together.

    The car was parked outside the inn, and Wan Yao just went downstairs when she saw Xiang Huan pacing leisurely on a scrawny horse.

    His horse unfortunately spilled blood on Baishipo, and sacrificed so much that there was not even a hair left. It was given by Ji Changchuan when they returned victorious from the expedition. Each of them was a strong and agile Uighur horse. Now it has been replaced by a miscellaneous horse  , obviously disgusted.

    "Miss Wan." Yu Wenjun walked over leading his young lady.

    Wan Yao then nodded and saluted, "General Yuwen."

    He looked around at the young man who was walking the horse and asked her, "Is Xiao Huan's illness all right?"

    Wan Yao said it was fine, "It's all skin trauma, he is young, and heals quickly, as long as he doesn't stretch the wound open, it's still possible to make it this far."

    Yu Wenjun smiled gratefully at her, "Sure enough, there is a girl here, Xiao Huan, I feel much more at ease."

    Wan Yao feels that this praise is well deserved, "I don't know how to cure all diseases, in fact I only know a little bit"

    "It's good now, I have to trouble the girl to look at him more on the way." As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately added, "It's not just the injury."

    It felt like there was something in his words.

    Before Wan Yao could ask, Yu Wenjun sighed deeply, "Xiao Huan has indeed been working too hard these days."

    He shook his head, "I'm afraid that if he continues like this, something will happen"

    I don't know if it was affected by this tone, Lian Wanyao unconsciously sank, and followed Yu Wenjun's gaze.

    On the long street of the ancient road, there is a young man in fresh clothes and angry horse, with a high-spirited back.

    *

    ?I thought I could still catch up with the New Year, but I didn't expect such a delay in Baishipo, and it was already after the Lantern Festival that I returned to Beijing.

    The streets and alleys in Chang'an City have not yet turned off their lights. Looking out from the car, you can see the lanterns stretching forward like a dragon, all the way to the end of Suzaku Gate.

    When she was in the bustling space of the capital, Wan Yao had the illusion that she was in another world for the past half month. Those dilapidated teahouses and restaurants seemed to be fragments after waking up from a dream, while the surroundings were still brilliant buildings and a world of flowers and flowers with carved railings and jade.

    ?I sent a letter to Wanyan and his wife explaining what happened on the way. The couple was very worried at home, and when they returned home, they would check up, down, left, right, head and soles.

    Wanyao broke up with Xiang Huan at the bottom of the bell tower, and they probably had to go to the six departments. After all, even though the weather was very cold, it was difficult to keep Yang's head from rotting. It would be difficult to explain why they couldn't distinguish their faces.  up.

    After traveling and traveling for too long, enjoying the warmth of the overly enthusiastic family after a little farewell, she fell down on the bed and had a solid sleep.

    What kind of barbarians, what plague, what kind of bandits and bandits, and secret ways to escape, were all stewed by her in her dream.

    I just wish I could sleep forever.

    Wan Yao went to the medical clinic to help when the people all over the city had turned off their lights and went out for a walk.

    However, I haven't seen her for two months, but Mulberry Ye has grown a little taller. When the medicine hall is busy, she has long legs and long feet and runs fast.

    There is no news about Xiang Huan, and I don't know what benefits he has gained in front of the Holy One.  Originally Wan Yan knew the affairs of the court best, but knowing that he probably wouldn't tell the truth, Wan Yao didn't bother to ask after being fooled several times.

    Almost three days later, Xiang Huan stopped by after his practice.

    Only after inquiring did I know that the imperial decree has not yet come down.

    "How can it be so fast, the procedures here are complicated, and the emperor is not the only one who has the final say on what official position to be appointed. If it is an important position, it has to be discussed by several ministers, at least it will take three to five days."

    The trolley outside the medical hall was loaded with freshly delivered medicinal herbs. Wan Yao picked up a few and looked through them, and asked casually, "Did you go to check on Da Sima's tone?"

    "The general went north to inspect the border, and he won't be back until next month, otherwise I would have asked a long time ago."

    After Wan Yao inspected the medicinal materials, he called the apprentice to move in, and then talked to him again, "If you really want to know so much, you can ask Uncle Xiang."

    "I don't want to ask him." Xiang Huan lifted a basket of baskets with his hands¡ªit felt quite light, so he weighed it, and simply raised it with one hand.??  "

    The servant in the palace tucked his hands in and looked at him with a light smile on his mouth: "The little general really knows how to joke."

    "This is an imperial decree. There are two procedures for drafting the decree. Don't miss out, most of the words are not dared."

    Send away the palace man who delivered the decree.

    Xiang Huan frowned, holding the ox horn shaft tightly with both hands, his knuckles were innocent, and there was clearly a blank unwillingness in his eyes.

    Why?  why?

    What did he do wrong?

    It shouldn't be like this.

    It shouldn't be

    Wan Yao watched the joy gradually cooling down on his face, and couldn't help feeling sorry, and couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Is there something wrong?"

    "Could it be that someone impersonated your work?"

    Xiang Huan sighed disturbedly, "I don't know probably not"

    "Yuwen and I went together, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, no, the Ministry of Officials We have a good personal relationship with the general. We were worried about this before we went, so we went to him to be safe. And obviously Yuwen will be promoted"

    When it comes to the back, it is obviously incoherent.

    "Could it be that Wen Yang's head is worthless at all?" He said to himself, then closed his eyes and pressed his eyebrows in worry.

    The previous enthusiasm calmed down at this moment, and only then did I realize that the military achievements I thought were probably just wishful thinking.

    Perhaps whether the rebels were killed or not was not so important to the emperor, and what he valued more was to recover the territory that the Great Wei had left?

    The imperial decree is written in black and white, if His Majesty does not give such a reward, there is nothing I can do, no matter how much blood is shed, it is useless.

    Wan Yao was actually very afraid that he would rush to the palace to make trouble if he couldn't figure it out, so he racked his brains to comfort him: "Your Majesty has rewarded so many things, so he should also value you very much."

    "We have been at war with the Turks in recent years, and the mountains in the north have been blocked by heavy snow. Ginseng has been scarce for a long time, and you may not be able to buy it with money"

    In all fairness, these silver coins are indeed very considerable, but no matter how much gold and silver there is, it is not what he wants after all.

    Xiang Huan seemed to be suddenly vented, and shook his head resignedly: "Forget it."

    "Forget it if he doesn't give it, and I it's not that rare."

    Boxes and boxes of jewelry and gold were being pulled into the mansion one after another. He lifted the lid and picked up a piece, and suddenly said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."

    *

    Called the private room in the largest restaurant in the market.

    Yu Fei was also brought to accompany him so that he would not get drunk or return, but Yu Wenjun was not called to the dinner this time.

    The two of them sat aside and watched Xiang Huan pour bowl after bowl into his mouth. They both knew that he was in a bad mood, so no one spoke to persuade him.

    People sometimes vent a little, but they will feel much more comfortable.

    Yu Fei couldn't sit still anymore, so he simply smashed the jar and put the wine bowl aside, "Come on, my good brother will drink with you!"

    In the end, Xiang Huan didn't get down, he knelt first.

    Xiang Huan was a good drinker and would not get drunk easily. This time he was helped out, but his steps were a little staggering, but his consciousness was still clear.

    Wan Yao ordered the maid to run to look for the sedan chair, and she put both hands on his arm, but Xiang Huan broke free, found a dark corner, and sat against the wall with his knees hugged.

    The cold midwinter made the night longer than before, and the alley in the distance was faintly lit, and the shimmering light and shadow flickered on him.

    Wanyao looked back and took a step aside to block the light.

    He sat silently for a while, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Are you also watching my joke?"

    Wan Yao was stunned for a moment, realizing that the words were meant for herself, so she sighed softly in her heart, and instead of answering, asked, "Do you have any jokes for me to read?"

    "It took so much effort to get half of the titles, isn't it funny enough?"

    Standing next to her, she also squatted down slowly, raised her head to the sky, and said with a long breath: "Xiang Huan, I haven't fought a war, so I may think differently from you.

    "I think it's good that you are alive safely. Whether you have a military rank or not, and how high your military rank is, are not that important."

    The person beside him was silent for a long time, and he didn't know how much he had heard. He just turned his head away without saying a word for a long time.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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