My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 50
Shen Hui was driving the tall maroon horse, tightened the reins, the horse's hooves twitched twice, turned sideways and approached the black horse next to him: "One suit, two duties."

"It's not easy to be a counselor?" He squinted and looked sideways at the man in white with a silver face beside him.

Rong Xian wrapped the rein around his wrist a few times and held it in the palm of his hand: "In troubled times, you must try your best to be omnipotent, otherwise you can only be a lieutenant general."

Lieutenant General Shen Huixian was quite speechless looking at the lower half of his thin and superior face that was like a jade in the rough, and after cursing in his heart, he held the rein and moved away from him.

Shen Buyu, on the other hand, glanced at Rong Xian through Wei Wan, and said: "This man looks familiar."

Wei Wan smiled softly, and only focused on the weapon on Shen Buyu's shoulder: "It's a good knife."

"It's my father..." The cheerful and lively voice stopped suddenly, and then glanced at Wei Wan's baggage, and then kissed Wei Wan's calm face with a hint of concern, " If it weren’t for you, he wouldn’t have agreed to my joining the army.”

"It's not my fault, Uncle Shen..." Thinking of that conversation, she sincerely praised him, "He has a righteous heart."

The condescending Jinyang people on both sides of the road gradually became agitated, and there was a lot of noise.

Outside the gate of Mingde, two groups of people poured in, one of them was dressed in literati long gowns, and the one who walked ahead of them was Hu Shi, the head of the Six Ministers of the Early Jin Dynasty.

The first Marquis of Jin was from the lineage of Zhou Wang Ji's family, and Hu Shi was originally the young teacher of Da Zhou. After the first Zhou king bestowed Jinyang to his younger brother, he specially asked Hu Shi to follow him into Jinyang to help him wholeheartedly.

The fox family is powerful, such a person, Wei, Zheng, and Song have not yet been divided into the pre-Jin family, and no one dares to pick up the hot potato to carry shoes for the Fox family.

After the establishment of the new dynasty, King Wei wanted to reuse it, but Hu Shi himself resigned from office and went back to seclusion on the grounds of old age, which really let the three families breathe a sigh of relief.

Now, how could it appear here.

The next moment, the elderly man in a Tibetan gown bowed his hands towards Wei Wan, and then he was going to make a first salute.

Surprised, Wei Wan immediately got off his horse and stopped Hu Shi's movement, but he didn't stop the thousands of literati behind him: "Senior, you beat me to death."

Hu Shi patted Wei Wanduan's hand on his wrist lightly, then pressed it down, straightened up, knelt down with a straight body, and knelt down with his head on the ground.

Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Wei Wan hurriedly turned sideways, and bowed respectfully to Hushi.

"Jun Wu'an can afford this worship," he said with gray hair, mottled temples, and a messy beard, but his voice was loud and sonorous.

Wei Wan's phoenix eyes showed a little surprise, and he also admired the unyielding character of this previous meritorious service, which was completely different from those officials in Wei State who were greedy for life and afraid of death, and insisted on shrinking back.

And this bow, you can see the pattern of this senior.

Literati think of themselves as lofty, few people can treat generals equally, not to mention that respect is the first, the difference between men and women is the second, and being in a high position is the third.

But this senior not only achieved respect and equality, but also treated each other with the highest courtesy because she had a family and country in her heart.

Hu Shi held his hands, and his old and wrinkled face showed undisguised admiration: "Loyal bones are buried everywhere in Qingshan. Although you are a woman, after the death of your father and brother, you are still willing to take the lead alone, lead the army without hesitation, and fight for your family." For the country, you can be called loyal. The children of the Wei family are all heroes of the Central Plains."

"The border town of the Central Plains will be handed over to Lord Wu An."

After hearing this, Wei Wan took off his armor with one hand, shook his clothes and knelt down: "I, Wei Wan, am here."

"Assure the people of our country that we will regain the lost land and take back the border towns, and we will avenge those heroes who died in the battle in the northern border and the people of the country who were violated!"

"Okay!" With a cry of blood, the crowded crowd on Suzaku Street and the people in the shops on both sides of the aisle all blushed and raised their hands in response.

No one knew how scared they were when the news of the bad news was sent back to Jinyang one by one.

The God of War of the Wei State fell, and the young master was captured alive.

The army became prisoners of war.

Frontier towns were plundered.

At this moment, they clearly realized that the futile sentry pots and luxuriant people were nothing more than the prosperous Changning that the border troops fought for them with their flesh and blood and mantis arms as chariots!
"Okay, okay," the old man's voice was gratified, and there was still a slight tremor after listening carefully. He looked at the literati in the world behind him with dazed and tearful eyes. Eight people carried out a black coffin. The eight characters of "Loyalty and Filial Piety, Full Family of Heroes" are engraved on the top.

"Why return the shrouded horse leather body! Why return the shrouded horse leather body! Lord Wu An, take care all the way!"

"Thank you, senior." Wei Wanduan returned the salute solemnly, and turned around to order the Butterfly Bone Guard to accept it.

She looked back with phoenix eyes and looked to the other side. The group was all wearing monk's robes and cassocks. The host held his hand and leaned towards the guard: "Jun Wu'an is very loyal. This journey is long and full of dangers. Please take care of it. All the monks of Jingchen Temple are here to chant sutras and pray for Lord Wu’an and all the soldiers to protect him.”

The next moment, the deep and quiet Buddhist sounds sounded, and the chanting of sutras immediately soothed everyone's impulses.

After a long time, the host smiled slightly: "Mr. Wu An, have a good trip."

Wei Wan bowed his hands to the crowd, but among the monks, he saw an unexpected person, Tan Luan, the person who helped Rong Xian perform forbidden techniques to bring her back to life.

The other party noticed her gaze, raised her monster eyes slightly, smiled gently as if she knew everything, tilted her head and said silently, "I'm back safely."

Wei Wan understood, pursed his lips, bowed in his direction, got on his horse, fastened his armor, and tightened the reins.

Looking back at the official chariots and horses that had just driven out of the Golden Tower, he raised his spear and said, "All officers and soldiers,"

"Follow me to recover the lost land, expel the barbarians, and let them pay with their blood!"

"Blood debt paid in blood!" The soldiers raised their weapons one after another in response, and the military flag with the word "Wei" was raised high in the air, majestic and unyielding.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Even the crowded people in Zhuque Avenue and shops followed suit, blocking the officials sent by King Wei to see him off at the end of the long street, without leaving a single gap.

It is deafening, refreshing and irritating.

Wei Wan raised his whip and rushed out of Jinyang City first.

The sound of war drums on the towers was muffled, and the iron hooves of the state of Wei rushed thousands of miles away.

Shen Buyu held a big sword in one hand, and with a sense of loyalty, he rode up to catch up with Wei Wan. The cold wind blew on his body, and he felt refreshed: "It's great! Ah Wan, that old man doesn't look like an ordinary scholar. .”

"The first minister of the Jin Dynasty, Hu Shi." She turned her head and looked back, her power suddenly revealed, "It is not simple."

"Fox Stone!" Shen Buyu exclaimed, "Master Zhou!"

"It's the young master of Zhou who, at a young age, went abroad to envoy him. His eloquence was sharp, and he used his own talent to make foreign countries back down."

"Then...how did he give you the coffin?"

Wei Wan raised his eyebrows and smiled, clamped his horse's belly, and galloped out: "It's a good omen."

It is a deadly situation, and it is also a desperate counterattack with no retreat.

　Wanqing Zuo Zongtang - nearly seventy years old, defied all opinions, raised his own military salary, carried the coffin out of customs, and regained Xinjiang, which took only one and a half years.

　　Famous officials through the ages, everyone must remember~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)