HCB Chapter 222 When drinking with a close friend, the cup is too short
Chapter 222 When drinking with a close friend, the cup is too short
"Although I'm not in Kyoto, I still know something about the people and things in Kyoto. That Miss Mu was born in the Fuguogong Mansion and is the future princess consort of my uncle Prince Ling. The Fuguogong does have a son, but his name doesn't seem to be Xulin..."
So what about this brother?
After all, the Duke's wife passed away after giving birth to a daughter.
Xu Lin did not intend to hide it. "The Marquis is far away in Yuzhou, so he naturally doesn't know. A while ago, General Gu and his wife from the Gu family brought three generals and their wives to the Mu family. They asked Duke Fuguo to write a letter of divorce and divorce his late wife, Mrs. Gu, and to take my mother's tablet back to the Gu family. After that, they will choose an auspicious day to move her coffin out of the Mu family's ancestral tomb. From then on, the Gu and Mu families broke off their relationship and had no contact. My sister Yan'er has also left the Duke's Mansion and returned to live in the Gu family."
Ye Qingyan didn't know this was going on, but, "Why?"
As it concerns his mother's reputation, Xu Lin naturally couldn't continue. "The reason is related to my late mother's reputation after her death. As a son, I can't talk too much. I hope the Marquis will forgive me. My brother and I have many twists and turns in our life stories. If there is a chance in the future, the Marquis will naturally know..."
Ye Qingyan is also a man who knows when to stop and has a sense of propriety. If the other person is unwilling to talk, he will not rush to ask questions.
"You and I are of similar age, and I am a few years older than you. Don't call me Lord Marquis. Call me Brother Ye, and you won't lose anything."
Xu Lin smiled slightly, "Okay, Brother Ye."
"I heard that you are the last disciple of Xiaoyao Sect's leader? How is your Kung Fu? How about we drink so much wine and have a sparring match to get rid of the alcohol?"
Xu Lin has already stood up, "It would be disrespectful to refuse!"
Then the whole person rushed out.
Ye Qingyan curled up the corners of his lips and smiled, then he slapped the floor and used the force to fly out.
The winter nights are extremely cold.
In this starless and moonless night, there is only the cold wind whistling in my ears.
The trees in the yard are bare and the ground is covered with fallen leaves.
In the dim candlelight in the yard, two figures, one black and one white, were seen dancing with swords, their robes fluttering. Their every move was crisp and neat, and they were in perfect harmony with each other.
After several rounds, it was still difficult to tell the winner.
Ye Qingyan's admiration for him was beyond words.
In the territory of Yuzhou, he had never met an opponent like Xulin who could be on par with him.
As the saying goes, when drinking with a good friend, a thousand cups are not enough. They drank and they got along very well!
We also exchanged martial arts, which was quite a surprise!
With the last move, the two men landed on the ground at the same time, standing tall with their swords behind their backs, smiling at each other.
A deep friendship was established between the two young people.
The relationship between people is so wonderful. With some people, you will fall in love with them the moment you meet them once, while with others, you will become close friends the moment you meet them.
In the darkness, two figures were flashing.
Seeing the two people admiring each other, Princess Yongjia smiled and nodded, then took the person beside her and slowly left.
After being away from the warm room for a long time, the woman next to Princess Yongjia finally spoke, "Mother seems to be very satisfied with this young man named Xulin?"
This woman was Ye Qingyan’s wife Jiang Wanyue.
She was born with a generous and graceful personality, and was considerate. After she entered the palace, the eldest princess handed over the household chores to her and did not interfere at all. She was able to manage the household in an orderly manner and was a good helper in managing the household.
The princess smiled when she heard this, "I am satisfied. Why should I be dissatisfied? He is well-educated, well-mannered, and has great kung fu skills. If my two children admire him, his character must be good. It seems that I don't need to worry about my Tang'er's marriage anymore!"
Thinking of how Ye Qingyan had also taken a straightforward approach in marrying his wife, the eldest princess couldn't help but laugh. The personalities of these brother and sister were exactly like their father, straightforward and never beating around the bush.
"Yue'er, I have to go back to Kyoto. Since you are newly pregnant, leave everything to the people below you. You can just keep an eye on it occasionally, and don't worry about everything. Otherwise, leave this stall to Yan'er, and let him worry about it, and you can take a rest."
Jiang Wanyue smiled and lowered her head, gently stroking her unprotruding belly, "It's okay, mother, I'm not that squeamish. Besides, my husband has to take care of the affairs of the entire Yuzhou. He doesn't need to be distracted by these trivial matters at home. I can handle it."
Princess Yongjia patted her hands, personally escorted her back to the courtyard, and watched her enter the house before leaving.
Winter nights are not only cold, but also long.
Mu Qingyan felt that she had slept for a very long time and had a very long dream.
In the dream, she was tied up with iron chains and locked in a room without any light.
Someone outside opened the door, and the sudden light stung her eyes. She subconsciously squinted her eyes and lowered her head to avoid it.
She heard Mu Ruge's condescending voice.
I also heard the sound of Yulan drawing the dagger.
She had her eyes gouged out, her tongue cut off, and her feet chopped off...
The pain, which seemed like something she had experienced personally, woke Mu Qingyan up from her dream.
She screamed, suddenly opened her eyes and sat up, only to find that she was dreaming again...
In the winter, her back was soaked with cold sweat, and she shivered all over, threw off the quilt, got out of bed, and changed into clean underwear. She felt groggy and her heartbeat had not yet returned to normal.
She poured herself a cup of tea, took a sip, and even though her teeth ached from the cold, she still swallowed it, put down the cup, and returned to the bed with heavy steps, but she did not dare to close her eyes again.
People say that you dream about something at night when you think about it during the day. Maybe she has been too nervous recently and worried that King Chong will succeed, so she had this dream again.
No, no...
She patted her chest and kept strengthening herself mentally.
She has already arrived in Yuzhou. Given the princess's patriotism, she will definitely prepare troops and food as quickly as possible and rush back to Kyoto to provide support.
As long as Prince Ling can hold out until the eldest princess returns to the capital, Kyoto will have a chance of winning.
At the same time, Gu Qingrong and Gu Qingmao had led 50,000 troops to the mountains and forests under the jurisdiction of Yingzhou City.
In order not to alert the enemy, these 50,000 people cannot appear at the same time.
It can only be broken down into smaller pieces and arranged in batches.
Right now, they were hiding in the dense forest to rest. Days of traveling had made them physically and mentally exhausted, so it was not appropriate for them to take any action at this time.
Except for the soldiers on guard, everyone else was asleep.
Gu Qingrong and Gu Qingmao, as the main generals of these 50,000 people, cannot sleep. They also have to formulate a battle plan based on the terrain, location and situation.
There are currently 30,000 defenders in Yingzhou.
The garrison commander of Yingzhou has already defected to King Yong, which means he is ready to become an enemy of the imperial court. When he sees the troops sent by the imperial court, he will certainly not surrender.
We can't push him too far, for fear that he will become desperate and massacre the people to vent his anger.
Moreover, before they came, they had already massacred civilians, and we don’t know what the situation is now.