I hide my concubine in a golden house

Chapter 222

It was clearly not a rainy season, but it was raining continuously. A heavy rain washed away the blood everywhere, leaving only the smell of blood in the air.

Su Tian asked He Qing afterwards that nearly [-] soldiers were lost in this battle, and countless injured. He Qing said that compared with the harvest, the casualties were not too heavy.

Su Tian was silent for a day, and put down an inscription on the public tomb where the dead soldiers were buried: "Abandoning the edge of the body, life is safe? Parents don't care, what can you say about your son and wife!" .Sacrificing one's life to go to the country's calamity, seeing death as home!" A few words, written in cursive script, is a bit messy.

Spilling wine, burning paper money, and settling the dead is the business of those lucky enough to survive.

Su Tian wrote to King Qianqiu and sent it out on a fast horse, asking for meritorious service and those soldiers who died in battle.

The army occupied the south of Henan city, and the food and grass in the south of Henan city were well prepared, so the army was able to rectify, and after a pause, a celebration banquet was held.

Big pots of meat, big bowls of wine, and those who fumble around in the battlefield have long been informal.

After drinking, the atmosphere warmed up.

Su Tian was injured and couldn't drink, but she also attended, sitting next to Quan Juan, watching Quan Juan drink for her.

When the drinking was lively, one of He Qing's lieutenants got up, holding a bowl of wine, and staggered towards them.

Su Tian frowned slightly.

She knew that these people had a deep prejudice against Quan Yu, and she was afraid that these people would say something unpleasant if they were drunk and had no taboo.

Quan Juan saw Su Tian's worry, lowered his head and shook her hand, and whispered: "Don't worry."

I saw that person stepping forward step by step, and he stopped in front of their desk.

Su Tian stared at the lieutenant general, ready to be dragged down by someone drunk at any time.

Unexpectedly, the deputy general suddenly became short and half-kneeled on the ground: "Before, I was too blind to see Mount Tai and mistakenly looked at the son-in-law. This time, I accepted the battle. Let me respect the son-in-law."

As he spoke, he raised his glass.

In this battle, from planning to guarding the eunuch, Quan Yu led the people to set up an ambush and arranged everything in an orderly manner. They, the group of people, were convinced from the bottom of their hearts.

"General Xu is polite." Quan Juan raised his glass slightly, raised his head and drank it down.

"Haha, the son-in-law is also a cheerful person." Seeing that Quan Juan drank the wine neatly, the general stood up contentedly, patted his clothes, and walked back crookedly.

Su Tian breathed a sigh of relief.Why did Xu come to toast with a dark face!It really scared her to sweat.

If the lieutenant heard Su Tian's ventriloquist, he would definitely refute his injustice. They are already black-faced and black-skinned, but compared with the two golden boys and girls with snow-covered skin above them, they are even more like coals.

Su Tian secretly pulled Quan Juan: "How do you know his surname is Xu?"

Quan Juan put down the wine cup, and looked at her sideways in surprise: "Your Highness, don't you know?"

"...I don't know." Although they have been out to fight for so long, they didn't introduce each of them to her one by one, so she only looked familiar and didn't know their names.

Quan Juan shook his head: "Your Highness will remember after you read more."

Su Tian stared at him without blinking, smiled cunningly, and whispered: "My eyes are all concubines, how can I tolerate others."

"..." Quan Yu was startled for a moment, and looked sideways at her: "So, it's my fault."

Probably because he drank too much wine, the son-in-law's earlobe was slightly red.

As soon as the deputy general surnamed Xu got off, someone came to toast again, and gradually surrounded him in a small circle.

Most of them can't be wiped out. Someone set a precedent, and things went much smoother.

Quan Juan drank one by one, and held back some wine for Su Tian. For a while, his cheeks flushed after several pots of stomach.

　The inscription is Cao Zhi's White Horse~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)