Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

   Chapter 509 I am very delicate (53)

  The nomads in the west have always lived as nomads, and the grassland is the foundation of their survival, and they completely depend on it for their livelihood.

   But this fire attack in summer, the tricks are really poisonous,

  After the grassland has experienced fire, it will take at least two or three years to fully restore its previous appearance.

  During this period, the Turks were defeated and returned,

  In the next few years, it is impossible for the Turks to have the ability and courage to come forward to provoke,

  Although they will hold grudges and wait for opportunities to commit crimes again, at least in the past few years, the border has definitely been stable.

   This relieved the emperor a lot, and it was definitely a great achievement to say the least.

   After the news was sent back to the capital, as expected, the emperor was delighted.

  Specially issued an imperial decree to reward one hundred taels of gold.

  At the same time, General Sima was specially named General Protector of the country, and he was given thousands of acres of fertile land.

  Turks retreated, and other small tribal countries naturally did not dare to commit crimes again, and settled down.

  Mu Shouqing appealed to the emperor and proposed to establish diplomatic relations with other small tribal countries.

  If you can win over other small countries and establish friendly relations, and at the same time say that you can ignore them, there must still be small countries that will be tempted.

  Di Yue, agree, let Mu Shouqing take full charge of this matter.

  For a while, Mu Shouqing's General's Mansion was full of people, and almost all the thresholds were stepped on.

  Mrs. Mu is too busy to keep up, she treats guests with a smile every day, and the room is filled with courtesy.

  When the army returned to Beijing, people all over the city came to see it,

  Cheers, applause, and praise filled the entire Chang'an Avenue.

  Red flags are flying in the air, and the girls who have not left the cabinet are waving shyly in the attic with their handkerchiefs,

  The soldiers on horseback were exhausted by boats and carts, but they all returned to their hometowns, and their faces were full of smiles.

  The emperor held a banquet in the palace to cleanse the generals who have made great achievements in this battle.

  The courtiers all entered the palace together, congratulating them together.

  That night, gorgeous fireworks were set off on the capital, and red lanterns were hung high,

  The festive atmosphere enveloped the sky above the capital, and the whole city was very lively.

  In the prime minister's mansion, Yun Shunhui entered the palace in the evening and has not returned yet.

  The lively atmosphere outside the mansion seemed to be brought inside, and even the guards guarding the gate ate better food than usual.

   Above the Splendid Attic,

  Lanterns hung under the eaves, shining on the water orchids by the window, it was quiet, only a gust of wind came from time to time.

  Chun Xia walked into the room with warm tea and put it on the table.

  Seeing that the lady in a white dress by the window was still drawing slowly, she sighed, as if she was a little regretful,

   "Miss, are we really going to take a look? There is a lantern festival by the West Lake today."

   "There are so many people, don't go."

  She was calm and undisturbed by the bustle outside.

  The sound of fireworks outside kept coming, but they didn't get any attention from her.

  Chun Xia had no choice but to regret, "Miss, this lantern festival is once a year."

  This year we won the battle, and it just happened to be on Qixi Festival, so the grand event outside must be very lively.

  Chun Xia really wants to see it.

  If Miss Naihe doesn't go, she can't go either.

   "Then, miss, do you want to go to bed early tonight?" Chun Xia asked.

   "It's the same as usual," Jiao Meier slowly changed a pen, and continued to outline,

  Black hair drooping, eyebrows and eyes gentle, she admired her paintings unhurriedly, seemingly satisfied.

   Chun Xia saluted, and responded, "Okay, Miss."

  (end of this chapter)