"Is this going to Chang'an?"

"Yes!"

"You are the former commander of the army who has returned triumphantly...... Ordered to go back to Chang'an to preside over the ceremony, isn't it hasty?"

"I didn't mean to. The heavens and the earth are great, and the dead are great. The so-called benevolence and righteousness of heaven and earth are nothing but human affection. ”

Dong Zhongshu looked at Yuan Zhao with apprehension, sighed deeply, and couldn't help but feel an infinite respect in his heart. I have studied the essence of Confucianism all my life, exhausted the books on the fifth floor, and thought that I had the inheritance of Confucius's benevolence and love for the world, but it was not as thorough as such a simple and ordinary sentence in front of me!

At the foot of the South Mountain, the green pines and cypresses, the Weishui morning and evening, speechless eastward. Yuan Zhao was dressed in plain white clothes, the early morning wind blew his ink-dyed hair, and his face was clearly contoured, clearly reflecting the sadness in his heart.

In the midst of countless eyes full of various emotions, the young Han Shangshu Ling finally glanced back at the cemetery where he had just been buried with his own hands. This place with the best feng shui on Changle Plateau will become the resting place of the deceased who had a deep relationship with him from today onwards.

Many people who have followed him for many years know that his Hou Ye is a very affectionate person. But no one had ever seen his sad face. In the impression that Yuan Zhao seems to be omnipotent,

He always uses a gentle smile and a lightweight approach to solve all problems, bringing safety and trust to those around him.

However, when the night passed, the light was sprinkled on Changle Plateau again, and when I watched the young Hou Ye personally bury the unfortunate victims of last night shirtless, under the morning light, sweating like rain, without anyone's help. Those who were close could clearly see tears dripping down with sweat in the corners of his eyes in the ground under their feet.

The old Xiuyu's body was bent into a hunchback again. I can't count the stab wounds all over my body. However, it can be vaguely seen that there is a faint smile on the corner of the mouth between the sideburns stained red by blood. I don't know what came to mind when he lasted until the last moment.

Yuan Zhao was very careful to change his clean clothes. Put a jar of wine beside him...... Maybe that wisp of divine consciousness is immortal, and with this accompaniment, there will be a lot less loneliness on the Huangquan Road! This body, which was already mutilated, has since returned to dust and dust to dust.

In order to defend against the incoming enemy, Xiuyu and his group of old brothers all died heroically in front of the shallow reeds last night. The only one who survived was the old man who rescued Li Ling and Lu Jun. From then on, he guarded the cemetery until he grew old.

Dead and, of course, dozens. Li Ling, Lu Jun, and Cui Hong, who arrived at the end, were all seriously injured. Fortunately, Yuan Zhao came back in time, and after all-out treatment overnight, he finally saved his life, but he had to recuperate for a long time.

The people brought by Nie Yi helped extinguish a few embers, and saw that although Cui Hong was seriously injured, he had no worries about his life, and his daughter's family was also fine, so he finally put his mind at ease.

Hearing that Yuan Zhao was rushing back to Chang'an, he originally had a few words to persuade him, but when he saw Yuan Zhao's face, he swallowed back what he wanted to say. This big businessman who has traveled all over the country and is well versed in the world does not think that now is the time for Yuan Zhao to be public, but he has known Yuan Zhao for more than ten years, and he still has confidence in the young Hou Ye who never plays cards according to common sense.

“…… Life is like morning dew, and the days are bitter. Come back, drink with a glass of wine! ”

The war horse waiting not far away neighed, Yuan Zhao raised the wine cup in his hand, slowly poured it on the ground, and after the final memorial, he waved his hand to the crowd of witnesses, turned over on his horse, and did not look back.

Feeling the desolation of the atmosphere, everyone was moved. Everyone knows that when Hou Ye goes to Chang'an, there may be a dragon fight. But none of them can help, so they can only secretly bless and pray to God, hoping to bless their marquis from all evils and return safely.

The oncoming east wind blew sideburns and robes, and the two horses galloped away. Huo Quzhi, who was following closely, secretly glanced at Yuan Zhao, and saw that his face was very calm, without a trace of his usual gentle appearance. I can't help but feel a little uneasy in my heart.

If it was possible, she would really like to lead the Red Fire Army to trample all the enemies who dare to be enemies of the master, no matter what the identity of the other party is, and what kind of power they have, she doesn't care!

However, Yuan Zhao ordered the 500 cavalry to stay in the camp honestly and not go anywhere. When he returned to Chang'an, he only took Huo Quai. Because he knew that the emperor would definitely summon a special meeting this time to reward this young general who had made great contributions, and it was not an ordinary reward. After all, as the main general of the First Army, it is not something that ordinary people can do to capture Shan Yu in the Western Regions.

The two of them went all the way east, and when they passed by the Qingjiao restaurant not far away, Sima Xiangru, who had heard the news and went out of the city, had already been waiting here. However, Yuan Zhao did not stay here for a long time, and after half an hour, he continued to get on his horse and leave. As for what the two of them talked about in such a short period of time, no one knows.

At this time, outside the west gate of Chang'an, there were some people gathering. The momentum is fierce and unstoppable, and under the leadership of the first dozen or so people who are obviously commanding, they are waiting for someone to arrive.

Although no one was holding any equipment, at such a time, someone actually blocked the avenue of Chang'an Xicheng, which couldn't help but surprise the captain who guarded the city.

And when he saw clearly that the person who took the lead was Wei Ji, the captain of the Great Han Dynasty, and several other important officials of the imperial court, the captain of the city guard was even more surprised. But he didn't dare to stop him, nor did he dare to come forward to ask, so he hurriedly ordered someone to hurry up and report to the new General Jiumen, and asked him to send troops to support him as soon as possible, so as to prevent an uncontrollable situation from occurring.

Captain Xicheng's worries are not superfluous. Because it wasn't long before he would witness the opening of a big drama with his own eyes, and when that time came, he was extremely glad that he had informed the general of the situation in advance, otherwise such a heavy responsibility would have to crush his small body!

Wei Ji, the captain of the Great Han Dynasty, was full of grief, and at this hour, the news of last night had been confirmed, that his precious son had been brutally treated, sunk into the water, and died without a body.

Such a blow made Wei Ji bite his steel teeth and breathe fire in his eyes, just like the officials who also suffered the same treatment from the sons of several other families. Since I can't see the emperor today, I can't appeal. Then wait outside the city for the enemy to come! Some hatreds are not unavoidable to be resolved by private means first.

Hundreds of people gathered in various mansions waited in silence with their masters. They didn't know who they were waiting for, only that it was the murderer of the sons. These men, dressed in black and with white veils on their arms, came here through the city. Many people in Chang'an, who didn't know what was going on, also followed to see the excitement after hearing the news. Amid the discussions, the crowd gathered more and more, and by the time the sun came out, it had reached several thousand.

Weggie endured the pain in his heart, his temples turned white, and the belief in revenge made him unable to suppress the anger that had been brewing all night. If it were possible, he wanted to plunge the knife into the enemy's chest with his own hands.

Chang'an Ling, who had just taken office not long ago, also hurried over. This person's name is Ren Kuan, and he is also a capable official. Although compared to the significant reputation of several predecessors, he has not made any achievements, but since he has held this important position, he is naturally full of ambition and wants to give full play to his ambitions and make the splendid and prosperous Chang'an City better governed in his own hands.

But it seems that it is not enough to have a good intention. Sometimes, there are some unexpected tests that come suddenly and await him.

Today, for example, was supposed to be a very ordinary day. In order to prepare for the upcoming big scene in Chang'an City, the entire government has been busy for a long time and cannot relax. Finally, all aspects are almost ready, and since His Majesty the Emperor is not going to the court, he can rest for a day or two. Unexpectedly, he suddenly received a panicked report from the messenger from the city patrolling the city, saying that someone was preparing to make trouble early in the morning.

When Ren Kuan heard this, he was both shocked and angry. At this stall, isn't there nothing to do! He didn't dare to slack off, so he urgently summoned all the people in the palace, and rushed over in a hurry.

Originally, I thought that it was just an ordinary emergency, and with my own means and ability, I would definitely solve it in the shortest possible time. But I didn't expect that when I came over to take a look, I was dumbfounded. Where is this reported by the officials? Lord Chang'an Ling glanced back and said that it was the guy who was gathering ordinary people to make trouble. Then he walked over with a tentative attitude, wanting to ask the court officials led by Lord Tingwei of the Great Han Dynasty, what happened?

However, Ren Kuan touched his nose. Wei Ji just said to him coldly, don't be nosy! Then he never looked at him again. The others even had cold expressions.

Although Ren Kuan was angry in his heart, he didn't dare to attack. Although he held the important position of Chang'an Ling, he did not have much foundation, and he could not have strong backers compared to several predecessors. In front of Lord Tingwei, the head of Jiuqing, he naturally did not dare to be presumptuous. In desperation, he had to lead a group of subordinates, retreat to the side, and watch from afar. Although he didn't know the details of today's events, he also had a hunch that something might be unusual.

The waiting time was not long, Ren Kuan saw Wei Ji and the others shocked, and they all straightened up and looked ahead. When his eyes followed, he saw two horses appear in the direction of Chengxi Avenue, facing the light of the morning sun.

The first man rode a white horse, dressed in white clothes, without a crown, and allowed his hair to be blown by the wind. This is the dress of ordinary people, plain and unremarkable. However, the place where this person appeared suddenly seemed to have become the center of this world. The red sun is rising, and the light is shining!

"Yes...... Yuan, Yuanhou ......! ”

Chang An Ling's eyes widened suddenly, like many people, and strange emotions rose in his heart.