The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 288 The Third Son of Han (1)
Of course, it's just to comfort her, how can it compare to holding her?The nephrite jade is warm and fragrant, soft and charming, the trembling body, the soft hands, and the tightly closed lips, he refuses to tell him to death, he will never forget any of them...

Miss you, little lunatic, facing the unfulfilled moon and the dots of stars in the sky, I miss you so much that I can't sleep, how about you, miss me?
The same star and moon, Baili Jing was resting in the big tent, traveling day and night without stopping, and only found a place to set up camp today.In addition to the guards assigned to her by Emperor Jing Yuan, Liu Changqing, a military advisor who had followed Situ's family for many years, accompanied her.

As soon as he settled down, Liu Changqing came to Baili Jing's tent and reminded him: "Princess Jing, although you are the supervisor of the army appointed by the emperor, the three states of Beijun are the jurisdiction of Jinyang King in name, you must first A visit to the Beijun Mansion of Jizhou, firstly, can show His Majesty's respect for the foreign vassals, and secondly, can take the opportunity to review the vassal army, which is probably also the intention of the imperial court."

Bai Lijing had already taken off her heavy helmet, she frowned and said, "Master, is this necessary? I want to go to Dingxiang Pass first."

Liu Changqing stroked his long beard and said: "Weichen understands the urgency of the princess. Little General He grew up watching him, but the battlefield is so cruel. Being killed or captured is too common. Now that the princess is here You should get used to it in the Northwest. Besides, going to see the King of Jinyang is not completely useless. Little General He happened in Dingxiang Pass, and Dingxiang Pass is less than a hundred miles away from Beijun Mansion, and the food and grass are exhausted. The soldiers are in distress, and there is no supply in the rear, presumably at that time, the King of Jinyang got the news first, and he should have his own reasons for choosing to save or not, the princess can ask the King of Jinyang."

After Liu Changqing left, Bai Lijing remembered the purpose of this trip. The eldest uncle told her that everyone believed that He had surrendered the Turkic people. When necessary, even the Situ family would give up on He, regardless of whether he lived or died.Now half of the second uncle's military power has been distributed to Du Haoyu, and no one will care about He's life or death.When she goes to the Great Northwest, she will definitely not be able to grow up on horseback like her mother did when she was a child, and go into battle and make countless contributions to the enemy, but she can at least prevent them from disregarding the country's life-and-death generals.

Even if He really died, he would not be wronged like this.

However, she can't be willful anymore, the uncle sent her a general to teach her how to act, she has to listen to his teaching, and go step by step until she is sure that her mind is strong enough to be independent.

She once thought about the scene of going to Beijun Mansion for the first time, the scene of seeing King Jinyang and Princess Yuechang for the first time, because of the person she once loved, there were too many awkward gestures of children , who would have expected that now she came straddling in a military uniform, with the purpose of probing and investigating?
If the past needs to be broken, let's break it thoroughly at once, there is nothing unacceptable...

When she was lying on the kang with her clothes on, there was something in her bosom that was pressing hard against her. Bai Lijing stretched out her hand and took it out, only to find that it was the Moyu finger wrench.

She stroked the smooth lines carefully like its owner, and smiled softly. That fool must cherish this black jade very much, because jade is the most spiritual thing. The color will be clear and warm, and the luster and delicacy of the same jade will tell how much the owner loves it.I don't know if this piece of jade was originally a spiritual object, because the owner has raised the jade for a long time, and now it seems that it is a rare treasure among jades.

However, it is strange to say that these days, she has never seen Mo Wen playing with this Moyu finger, but she has not always been glued to him.

What is Mo Wen doing now?If she wasn't here, who else could he yell at and say he couldn't fall asleep, or act coquettishly to whom he insisted on letting someone accompany him... I don't know if I can eat, and if I take the medicine on time...

Mo Wen's various expressions turned and turned in her mind, aggrieved, dissatisfied, and happy... Bai Lijing turned over and sighed silently at the finger-wrench. , so worried about him.

Falling asleep in a daze, in the dream, Mo Wen took her hand and wrote aggrievedly: "Little lunatic, you are not here, I think you are going crazy, look, the white hair is growing out. "

She smiled and stroked his white hair: "I'm crazy, and you're crazy too, don't they just make a good pair? With me to accompany you, what are you afraid of?"

Before Mo Wen answered, she heard her own voice chattering endlessly in the distant time and space: "Han Ye, does Beijun Prefecture also have a Buddha's birthday? Is there also a relationship bean? Is there new clothes for the New Year? Same as Jing?"

The man's voice was gentle and soft: "Yes, there are everything. There is also a Fahua Temple in Beijun Mansion, which is the same as Shengjing. I will take Yaya to see it later..."

There is no need for Han Ye anymore, Yaya can go anywhere she wants by herself, whether it is Beijun Mansion or Fahua Temple, the world is so big, she no longer has to be Han Ye... She is as Han Ye said. May I grow up slowly and get used to not having him...

On the [-]st of June, Baili Jing and her subordinates arrived at the south gate of Beijun Mansion. The gate was closed tightly, and the guards shouted from the tower, "Who is here?!"

"Bold! Princess Rongchang is ordered to supervise the army, so hurry up and go out of the city to meet her!" The captain of the personal guard beside Bailijing shouted from the air.

The appointment documents of the imperial court have been promulgated long ago. Although not many people have seen Princess Jing, the flying dragon flag with the sun and the moon shining high, and the tiger-faced flag of the Beijing camp symbolizing Situ's family, even guards It is impossible for the guards in the city not to know each other. Are they really blind or are they deliberately making things difficult?Or, in keeping with wartime caution, even troops from the south are classified as enemy troops?

The captain of the Fan Army on the tower seemed to be able to react at this time, and looked carefully at Bai Lijing in military uniform, and said something to the soldiers behind him in a little panic. After a while, the city gate opened wide, and a group of The man knelt on the ground and said loudly, "Princess Rongchang is a thousand years old!"

"The king of Jinyang is indeed strict in running the army and has strict discipline... everyone get up." Bai Lijing said, not pursuing Fang Cai's negligence, but praising Fang Cai.

After finishing speaking, she drove her horse into the city gate. When the scenery in Beijunfu became clearer little by little as the army entered, Bailijing found that compared with Shengjing, this place was too desolate—— The people, dressed in rags, huddled together as if they were watching a show, watching from a distance a group of people with new armor and healthy faces from the south.

At a glance, Bailijing saw that the tallest building in the city was a Buddhist pagoda, and the design of every floor of the pagoda windows and pagoda body was different from that in the south.The closer we went to the city, the closer the pagoda was, but it seemed that there was still a long way to go, and it seemed that we couldn't touch it.

There are more and more vendors in the city, but they are all necessities of life, none of them are useless decorations or countless strange things like those in the morning market and night market in Shengjing. The strong wind and sand can make wrinkles, and it is not as moist as the people in Shengjing...

(End of this chapter)