At the end of May, there was a sudden torrential rain in Jinling City. The raindrops are like curtains, falling between heaven and earth. On the banks of the Qinhuai River, the smoke and rain are miserable.

There was no one on the Wuding Bridge. A beautiful canopy boat slowly passed through the bridge hole. The pointed bow and streamlined hull are slowly revealed.

A soft woman's voice came from the boat: "Girl, it's raining too hard. Don't go down. Just take a look. ”

"Hmm." Daiyu nodded lightly, looking at He'an Street in the rain curtain, the mansion, carrying the most colorful stroke in her life. In the twelfth year of Yongzhi, those days in Jinling! Deeply etched in her memory.

At this time, Brother Huan had already gone to the Western Regions. Sister Bao also fell ill with lovesickness and lingered on the sickbed. Her heart was sullen. Come out and relax. Unexpectedly encountered heavy rain.

"Hey...! The milliduan Yunxiu is written in the frost, and the corners of the mouth are fragrant to the moon. The paper is full of self-pity and resentment, who will solve the autumn heart! ”

This sigh is not Lin Daiyu's sigh. It's the parrot she raised. Parroting, and Sister Lin's exclamation, there is not much difference. Snow Goose carried the parrot's cage, covered her mouth and sneered: "Girl, look at it..."

Zijuan held the tea bowl in his hand and served it aside, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Daiyu is married. That royal wedding is attracting the attention of the world! But none of the maids in her room have changed their words. Or call her "girl".

Su Shishi couldn't help but smile. The atmosphere is sad and nostalgic. But when the parrot made such a fuss, she laughed out loud. Bright eyes fell on Daiyu, who was wearing a green shirt. Seventeen-year-old Daiyu is extremely beautiful. When meditating, it is like a delicate flower shining on the moon. There is a beautiful talent embellished with her charming and romantic demeanor like the smoke and rain of the south of the Yangtze River.

Outside the world, the fairy Shu lonely forest!

Su Shishi is already a beautiful woman, with big eyes, snow-white skin, a slender figure, and a beautiful and quiet temperament. But at this time, I felt even inferior to Daiyu. Stretched out his hand and pointed out the window, he introduced: "Sister Lin, I lived across the Wuding Bridge that day. ”

She had lived in Jinling for more than two years, waiting for Jia Huan to come to her. is different from Daiyu's emotional path, this is another story.

Daiyu also smiled at the parrot, and in an instant it was like a clear spring gushing out, quiet and pleasant, beautiful and unprovoked. She was "full of sorrow and no relief", but at this moment, she was relieved and said softly: "It's hard for you." "The sound is clear, pleasant to the ear.

As he spoke, the exquisite canopy boat slowly sailed by, gradually disappearing into the rain.

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How do you know about the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River?

As Jia Huan expected, the letter between him and Shen Qian was sent to Beijing, and he received a reply three days later. The messenger goes back and forth, and the post station can change horses, and the speed is faster. Meng He, the secretary of the Ministry of War, agreed that Shen Qian would serve in the Western Regions Army as the head of the Ministry of War.

And the wife of the Shen family was unable to tie Shen Qian back to Beijing from Baoding Mansion, so she sent the last remaining 20 generals from Shen Mansion to Shen Qian's side to protect him.

Outside the city of Baoding, a small post station is like an ear of wheat dotted on the plain. On the edge of the sky, smoke rises. A faint darkness of night spreads over the slightly empty plains.

In this northern summer evening landscape painting, Jia Huan is stationed on a hillside, looking south. My heart is filled with deep thoughts!

Along with the news from Beijing, there was also a letter from home from Jinling. The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth 10,000 gold. On the journey to the Western Regions, how could he be unhappy when he received a letter from home? However, the contents of the letter made him worry.

Sister Lin wrote in a letter written by Sister Bao for Sister Bao: She has been missing and getting sick recently! Jiangnan is thousands of miles away from the north, and the letter was written at the end of April. tossed and turned into his hands. It's been a month, is Sister Bao getting better? She's sick, who's decocting medicine for her? But you've lost some weight?

He had many wives and concubines. But for the scholars of the dynasty, it was not much. To say that each of them carries the same weight in his heart is a lie. Baochai is very heavy in his heart.

How could he forget that rainy dusk, her bright and elegant smile; How could he forget her playful and his; How could he forget the ordinary, real, and accompanying daily life after marriage..., all these things floated in his heart, like stars shining in the starry sky. One by one...

Jia Huan stayed on the hillside for a long time. Behind him, Huang Viceqian was waiting with more than a dozen horses. In the post station half a mile away, Shen Qian and the generals were preparing to set off. Zhang Sishui came with a horse and said in a low voice: "Ziyu, we can go!" ”

"Hmm." Jia Huan reluctantly glanced at the south, turned the horse's head, and whipped the horse under his crotch, "Drive!" "Ride your horse forward and catch up with the brigade.

At the end of May of the eighteenth year of Yongzhi, outside the city of Baoding, he got Neizi's illness:

In front of the red plum and jade mirror with the same inspection, how to say goodbye to the year? Feihong's even sound is often bitter, and Qi Feng will be thin and pitiful.

Dream far pillow cloud leaf bun, sorrow to buy expensive goose head note. Open the tears and ecstasy sentences, and the medicinal bait is fragrant and the hands are self-decoction.

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At the end of May, Jia Huan, Shen Qian, Zhang Sishui, Huang Guan and others were still in Baoding Mansion. Pang Ze took the lead with Hu Chi, Hu Clan's nephew and others. Along the way, he also hurried to the Western Regions.

At this time, the Western Expeditionary Army led by Qi Chi had already entered the Hexi Corridor.

Jia Huan lagged behind Hu Chi and his party for three days, but he never caught up. The crowd traveled all the way to the west, changing horses and moving forward. Messengers went back and forth, and news from the front kept coming. In the boring, hectic journey, time flies by.

In mid-June, Jia Huan and his entourage, traveling thousands of miles, met Hu Chi and others in Chang'an City. At this time, Chang'an City is already full of autumn atmosphere.

Hu Chi sat in Chang'an and arranged to exchange the Rishengchang silver bills carried by the army into silver money - this was in Beijing, and he had already negotiated with the Jin merchant consortium. And purchase rice, flour, forage, salt and other military supplies, arrange for transshipment to Dunhuang.

The Hexi Corridor is sandwiched between the Qilian Mountains and the North Mountains. It is as if an ancient road shuttles through the foothills of the Qilian Mountains and the alluvial plains. The total length is two or three thousand miles. There is a lot of loss in grain transshipment. Fortunately, in the fourteenth year of Yongzhi, the imperial army conquered the Western Regions, and the official road was repaired, and after four years, it can still be used.

After Jia Huan and Hu Chi met, they made a decision to take people to Jiayuguan overnight and set up a material transfer point here.

Jiayuguan is in a dangerous terrain, backed by Montenegro and bordered by Qilian in the south. The key to the chain is stuck in the last pass of the Hexi Corridor, which is called the throat of Hexi. It was once an important town in the northwest of the Ming Dynasty, and it traveled more than 600 miles along the Silk Road, which was the end point of the Western Expedition and the starting point: Dunhuang.

The west corridor to the northwest is already full of desert. Outside the border plugs, the Gobi Desert can be seen everywhere. There was bare sand everywhere. Only sparse variety of desert plants: poplar, red willow, etc. Dunhuang and Guazhou are famous oases in the Gobi Desert. Therefore, it is possible to build towns and gather people and goods.

At this time, the news of the front line had already reached Chang'an City. In the spring of the eighteenth year of Yongzhi, the general army of the Western Regions of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the governor of the five armies, Niu Jizong, the governor of the left capital, followed the defeat of the battle, and the army was defeated in Qiuzi City. At this point, the army of the ancient tribe of Baye has vibrated the entire territory of the Western Regions, and various places have rebelled, and the Great Zhou has lost its divisions! The four towns of Anxi are lost!

However, Miao Qi, the general of the Western Regions, responded to the Zhou army and civil officials who had withdrawn from Qiuci, actively contacted the surrounding Tuyuhun tribes, repelled the vanguard of the ancient tribe of Baye, and maintained the situation of Dunhuang and Guazhou. Defend until the end of summer, Qi Chi led the army of the western expedition to help.

The autumn is high and cool, and the horses are fat. The battle on the front line is coming! After "digesting" the ancient department of Baye for more than three months, he regrouped Hu Qi and prepared to occupy the entire territory of the Western Regions in one go. Drive the Zhou army back to Jiayuguan. Thus, in the Western Regions, Mobei competed for hegemony with the Chahar, Fugu, Khalkha and other tribes.

Under such circumstances, Jia Huan and his entourage of more than 80 people arrived at Jiayuguan in mid-July. He was accompanied by a number of grain carts. Zeng Jigao, the core staff under the command of Qi Chi, the governor of the Western Regions, had been waiting for a long time in Jiayu Pass.

A long light rain soaked the heavens and the earth. The weather is getting cooler. The majestic fortress is stuck in the choke point. Standing tall! Jia Huan and the others rode on horses, each with a hat, and slowly walked on the official road. The line meandered. The slanting light rain soaked the clothes of the people in half.

On the gate, the soldiers guarding the city set up with spears and looked at the team entering the city. Since the loss of the four towns of Anxi, business travel has been cut off. After the rise of maritime trade, the Silk Road gradually declined. There is not much business travel. The war in the Western Regions has made the business environment even worse. At this time, the team that came to Jiayuguan could only be the grain transportation team in the army.

At the gate of the city, the guards of this place, Shang Guerrilla and Zeng Jigao, accompanied by five or six relatives.

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