He talks about luring the enemy, but he doesn't have any score in his heart.

If it was really a trick to lure the enemy, how could it be like this for half a month?

Every morning, I received a return from the scout, saying that the army of Liu Xi and the army of Huang Song had been lively all night, and the mood of the guards was like a steamer.

He told himself that this was the enemy's ploy to lure them out of the cold pass.

On the other hand, he couldn't help but suspect -

Maybe this is not a trick to lure the enemy, maybe the enemy is too arrogant?

At first, he was still very vigilant and determined.

However, as he missed the opportunity to annihilate the enemy army again and again, he was not calm.

According to the news of the scout's return, in addition to the basic patrols, the other soldiers of Huang Song's army and Liu Xi's army all night carnival, and they were not guarded at all. If he had been more bold and had taken the opportunity to send troops to attack, he might have annihilated the enemy.

What if it was a decoy laid by the enemy?

They are drunk like this, they don't have the strength to fight at all, if they lead the troops to attack, Liu Xi will lift a stone and shoot himself in the foot!

Faced with the difficulty of choosing, the Hanchang Pass guards were undecided, and could only watch the enemy's camp open with bonfires.

Jiang Pengji and Huang Song expected that the guards of Hanchang Pass would be suspicious and would not send troops easily.

In order to act more alike, and to let the soldiers relax and have a good New Year, the first days were really crazy.

"Alas—what a day of the Joy Race—"

Feng Zhen was dressed in a majestic crown and a lacquered sarong crown, which was originally a serious attire, but this person's waist was loose and his placket was crooked, revealing a thin collarbone and a small half of his chest. He leaned on a table, sat casually, holding a wine cup, drunk and smoky, and his cheeks were crimson.

Today, the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, as usual, we will get together for a New Year's banquet.

On festive days, it is natural to wear formal clothes, and even Feng Zhen, the prodigal son, took out the pressed box clothes that he had not worn a few times.

"If every day is the New Year's Festival, what regrets do you have in life?"

Feng Zhen sighed, a pair of peach blossom eyes were filled with water vapor, and there seemed to be brilliance circulating.

Feng Jin frowned and whispered a warning to Feng Zhen.

"Hanchangguan can't help it, it is estimated that there will be action after a while, you should be more restrained. ”

For this unruly colleague who used his life to die, Feng Jin really didn't like it at first, but now he let it go.

Just beg him not to make jokes at the New Year's banquet.

Feng Jin is also the outfit of Eguanbo, but he and Feng Zhen are two completely different styles.

If Feng Zhen is a dissolute scholar who indulges in the mountains and wilderness, Feng Jin is a polite and courteous gentleman with a long moon.

The former even sits casually, and the latter even combs his hair meticulously.

"New Year's Banquet - Hiccup!" Feng Zhen burped and said drunkly, "Didn't the lord say that you should be casual and not restrained?"

Feng Jin resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

Feng Zhen said awkwardly, "Appreciate the same round of full moon, I don't know what the situation is on the other side of the document and the road?"

Thinking of eating and drinking spicy food, but his colleagues guarding a large number of bamboo slips for the desolate holiday, Feng Zhen felt comfortable.

Feng Jin said with a headache, "You can stop a little." ”

If you like to pull hatred so much, sooner or later you will be beaten to death with a sack.

Feng Zhen smiled and grabbed Li Yun on the side, and said, "Hanmei, pour it, let's not get drunk tonight." ”

Jiang Pengji's subordinates and generals are not without contradictions, but the contradictions are not so obvious.

Feng Langzi often hooked the generals to drink secretly, and Li Yun's little angel was humble and studious, and often consulted several gentlemen - the more exchanges, the estrangement and contradictions between each other were also reduced. In addition, there is also Jiang Pengji's ability to be civil and martial, try to be as flat as possible, give full play to the respective strengths of the civil and military generals, and do not favor one over the other, which makes the overall atmosphere harmonious and the civil and military courtiers get along well.

Even if there are contradictions between the two parties, most of them will be resolved privately and will not be moved to the surface.

Looking at the harmonious situation of the civil and military affairs in the tent, Feng Jue, as a "messenger" to Jiang Pengji's New Year's greetings, was not a taste in his heart.

Most of Huang Song's generals are from the original family, and they are considered to be Huang Song's clansmen, and the two are closely related.

Although it is a good thing that "external actions do not avoid hatred, and internal actions do not avoid relatives", the generals under Huang Song's account have a faint tendency to hold together with the outside world.

Under Huang Song's suppression, nothing happened, but everything can't stand the comparison-

Feng Jue drank a few glasses of wine instead of Huang Song and Jiang Pengji, said New Year's wishes, and left with the excuse of "not being able to drink".

Seeing this, Feng Jin secretly informed Jiang Pengji and got up to follow.

"Huai Jue—"

Leaving the hot tent, the cold wind and snow outside made Feng Jin tremble.

"Second brother-" Feng Jue turned his head when he heard the sound and called respectfully.

"Alas-" Feng Jin sighed and said in a low voice, "Our brothers haven't seen each other for a long time, find a place to drink two cups and get together." ”

Although they are brothers, when they went to Beijing that year, they didn't even pass a few letters from their families, let alone celebrate the New Year together.

Feng Jue listened to his familiar tone, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Isn't the second brother not fond of drinking?"

People who don't drink much on weekdays, but now they tell him to find a place to drink?

My second brother wasn't caught by a lonely ghost, right?

The corners of Feng Jin's mouth twitched, and she said helplessly, "I didn't like to drink before, but I always have to practice the amount of wine." ”

The lord and a group of colleagues are all drunkards, and they must drink at every banquet, Feng Jin can't always be unique and replace the bar with tea?

The brothers found a place to drink, set up a warm ding, and set up the sauce.

The cold wind was blowing outside, the small hot pot was boiling, and the meat slices and dried goods thrown in were quickly cooked.

Although they are alone, Feng Jin and Feng Jue don't talk about business, they just get together to reminisce about their youth.

"If you have time, remember to write a letter to your parents. Feng Jin said, "When you left without saying a word, my father almost fainted. ”

Feng Jue nodded, warm for a while, like Wen Ding in front of him, eating to warm his heart and body.

In addition to the Feng brothers, Meng Heng was also sent by Jiang Pengji as an envoy to pay New Year's greetings to Huang Song.

Huang Song left him to eat briefly, and Meng Heng went to Nie Xun's side again.

This time, Meng Heng also brought his wife with a prominent lower abdomen.

"It's easy to put the icing on the cake, but it's hard to send charcoal in the snow. If it weren't for Brother Xun and his younger siblings to help, Humble Jing's baby might not have been saved. ”

Meng Heng didn't talk about official business, but only mentioned the help that Nie Xun and his wife had helped them.

Now that the Chinese New Year is over, they naturally want to send generous gifts to Nie Xun and his wife to greet the New Year, otherwise wouldn't they become white-eyed wolves?

This is a personal relationship, and Nie Xun has no excuse to refuse Meng Heng and his wife's overtures.

There are two in one, which is a good start, and it will be convenient to come and go in the future.

After a simple meal, Meng Heng carefully helped his wife into the carriage and let the groom drive away.

Although Meng Heng is a gentleman, a gentleman also has a heart.

He specially let the carriage go slowly, passing in front of Harashin's mansion, just in time to staggered past Harashin, who had returned drunk.

Hara Shin was steaming all over his body, burping with alcohol, and his eyes were drunk.

"Hmph-Nie Xun-hiccups-this kid-but gets close to Liu Xi-hiccup-"

With a wine burp, he turned over and dismounted in a daze, watching Meng Heng's frame slowly move away and disappear into the night.