novelsite Chapter 387 Setting 34 Ban Su's lonely prince (4)
Chapter 387 Setting 34 Ban Su's lonely prince (4)
Chapter 387 Setting 34 Ban Su's lonely prince (4)
Yuan Jin has no time to manage any winter banquet in the harem, even if it is held by his mother.
Xianbei general Murongyin has secretly led his people to Nanyang, and he led his father's imperial edict to rescue them.
At the banquet, Queen Xie looked at the beauty in Qingyishui in the imperial garden, and focused her eyes on Yan, the legitimate queen of the Langya Wang family.This is also the person that Concubine Ming wants to win over.
Wang Yan saw Empress Xie waving towards him, and walked over generously.
They are also daughters from Wang Xie's family, and they have a natural and noble blood in their bones. She doesn't feel that she is inferior to Queen Xie.
Xie Chunjiao and her concubine Xie Qiuhe, who were invited to fill up their numbers, bit their ears, "Tell me, why is she not afraid of the Queen at all?"
Xie Qiuhe withdrew her envious gaze, lowered her head and fiddled with the unopened plum branches, and did not answer her question.
Knowing that Queen Xie wanted to talk to Wang Yan, the ladies around her walked away.
"Do you know that Imperial Concubine Ming intends to propose marriage to her son?"
"Wang Yan knows." When she came to the palace banquet, her mother told her to speak frankly to Empress Xie.
"Are you interested in the Happy King?"
Queen Xie's probing eyes fell on Wang Yan's face, and Wang Yan smiled heartily, "King Xiaoyao is handsome, elegant and charming, so he naturally won the heart of his daughter's family." The other person said no more.
Empress Xie withdrew her gaze and spat in her heart, the daughter of the Wang family was as slick as Wang Yi's old thief at such a young age, and her words were impeccable.
"If the Empress is fine, Wang Yan will step down."
"Let's go back." Empress Xie lowered her eyes displeasedly, and summoned a few wives to ask them to greet these ladies of the family, but she returned to the bedroom.
Concubine Ming, who was grounded, used an extra Dukang after knowing that Empress Xie hadn't won favor from Wang's daughter.
Looking at her drunken appearance in the bronze mirror, she secretly sent someone to find the emperor and told him that she was lovesick. The emperor who hurriedly came to visit was entangled by her and fooled around all night.
The next day, Concubine Ming's confinement was lifted, and Queen Xie was so angry that she shredded a handkerchief embroidered with gold branches.
The prince who was already in Nanyang City didn't know about these things.
Standing at the foot of Nanyang City, Murong Yin raised his head high and looked at the young man in Tsing Yi in the center of the city wall. The strong bow in his hand was already charged and ready to be released at any time.Behind him is an orderly army, waiting for his general to issue an order to attack the city at any time.
The Nanyang City Lord looked sideways at the prince with a straight and deep face beside him, and sighed in his heart why he came to seek such a dead end.
Murongyin was Xianbei's youngest and most powerful general in the past ten years. He once led more than [-] people to besiege Moyang City with [-] troops for half a year, and finally slaughtered all the people of Moyang, which shocked the surrounding government and the public.It was that battle that earned him the title of "Murong God of War".
Now, when he came to Nanyang, the people in the city were already panicked, and the timid ones even brought a dozen or so family members to renounce their homes.
The young man with a narrow waist and wide belt looked at the handsome Murongyin in the city, and sent someone to fetch the guqin "Jiaowei".
After he cleaned his hands and face, he put his slender fingers on the strings, and the music came out tactfully.
The Nanyang City Lord has always known that the family is famous for its celebrity demeanor, and looked down on the superficiality of the royal descendants. However, the young man in front of him is the prince of the royal family, but he is more famous than the Wang Xieerlang he has seen.
Hearing the nostalgic music, the Murong soldiers, who had shown their murderous intentions, couldn't help but think back to their homeland.That is the most beautiful and nostalgic place in their memory.
Time passed, most of them had followed Murong Yin for many years, and the new wives, children, and parents in the family were no longer young.When will I be able to return home...When will I be reunited with my family...When will I have a peaceful life...
Murongyin glanced back, and shouted loudly "Team", at this time, a melodious male voice sang "Plucking Wei Wei, Wei Wei also stops. The day returns, the year does not stop. The house is ruined, the family is filthy." Therefore. Let’s not forget to live here, because of the evil spirits. Plucking and picking..."
The bean sprouts were picked again and again, and the weed had just emerged from the ground.Said to go home and go home, but it was still not possible at the end of the year.No wife, no family, all for the sake of fighting with Xiong.There is no time to live and rest, all to fight with Xiong.
The bean sprouts were picked again and again, and the vetch looked tender.When I said that I went home and went home, how sad I was.Anxiety burned, and hunger and thirst were unbearable.The location of the garrison cannot be fixed, and people cannot bring letters home.
The bean sprouts were picked again and again, and the stems and leaves of the welt were getting old.Said to go home, go home, and it's October Xiaoyangchun again.Conscripts don't stop, how can there be a moment to settle down.My heart is so painful that I can't go home now.
All the Murong soldiers were obsessed with listening, no one heard the voice of their general sternly reorganizing the team again and again, everyone was immersed in their own thoughts, only wishing to continue listening, only wishing to miss their hometown more.
The Nanyang city lord heard the voice of a young man. His voice was so rich and solemn that it brought tears to his eyes, "Pierweihe? Weichang Hua. Belushe? A gentleman's chariot. The military chariot is driving, and the four Muyeye. How dare you settle down? Three victories in one month... In the past, I went away, and the willows were Yiyi. Now I come to think about it, rain and snow. The road is slow, thirsty and hungry. My heart is sad, I don’t know my sorrow!
What kind of flower is that blooming?It is Tangdi flower.Whose car was that driving by?Of course, it is the subordinates of the generals.The military chariot has already been driven, and the four stallions are tall and big.Where dare to live in peace?Because there are many battles in a month!
Riding four male horses, the four horses are tall and strong.The generals sat in the chariot, and the soldiers also relied on it for concealment.Four well-trained horses, bows decorated with elephant bones and quiveres of sharkskin.How can you not be on guard every day?The difficulty of the evil spirit is very urgent.
Recalling that when we first set out for the war, the willow trees were still blowing in the wind.Now on the way back, heavy snow is flying all over the sky.The roads were muddy and difficult to walk on, and we were tired from hunger and thirst.Full of sadness and sorrow, who can understand my sorrow!
"Woooooo..." The sobs of the people in the city and the sobs of the Murong soldiers outside the city were intertwined, and it was no longer possible to distinguish who was who.
The war ruined everyone's peaceful life, people left their homes, families were ruined, husbands and wives couldn't see each other, fathers and sons couldn't stay together, and people felt regretful.
The Murong soldiers slowly put down their weapons, and looked expectantly at the young man in green clothes on the city wall, hoping that he would end this war as soon as possible and allow them to go home as soon as possible.
The people in the city climbed up the city wall one after another and looked at Murong's soldiers who were also made of flesh and blood below the city, feeling less fearful in their hearts.
"Qin Yuanjin, that's a good job. Three days later, I, Murong Yin, will not slaughter the whole city of Nanyang, and I will not be a general." Murong Yin laughed back angrily.
The soldiers he trained hard day and night were defeated by the melody of the guqin, no one can be reconciled.
(End of this chapter)