In late October, thousands of miles into the river, there was a light snowfall. Crystal snowflakes flutter in the air like dancing elves.

A beautiful carriage, pulled by four horses, drove smoothly and at a constant speed on the avenue. A large number of cavalry escorted the escort.

The curtain of the carriage lifted a corner slightly, and Shi Yuhua looked at the snow flying in the air, and wanted to sing happily in his heart.

It took four days to leave Samarkand on the 23rd, and he was about to arrive at the important point of land and water transportation in the river. This is her third time here.

The first time was when she came here via Tocharo and went north to the city of Shiguo. The second time was when she was taken hostage by the Sogdian coalition and returned to Samarkand by Hengrus.

The interior of the beautiful carriage is spacious and comfortable. There is a small plaque, covered with soft bear skin. A set of ebony chairs. There are flower pots and bookshelves in the corners.

Eighteen-year-old pretty girl Jie'er was skillfully making tea at the small table, and when she saw her girl looking happy and excited, she smiled softly: "Girl, it's coming soon." Jia Sanye may be waiting for you outside the city. Do you want to see his first words? ”

Along the way, they had already learned from Yi Junjie that Jia Huan was commanding Tochar's grain transfer in Juzhanti.

For two years, life and death depended on each other. Shi Yuhua and Jie'er are called master servants and are like sisters. At this time, he joked to Jie'er, and said with a slight annoyance: "Xiao Nizi, don't just talk fast, just talk about me, I want to stay by his side, when will you find a wishful husband to marry?" Her coquettish expression, matched with her dreamy beautiful eyes, was charming and gratuitous.

Jie'er giggled.

Shi Yuhua and the maid laughed and laughed, and in the afternoon of a light snow, a group of more than 500 people arrived at Kuzhanti.

At this moment, the city was full of bustling, with merchants, camels, and slaves everywhere. Juzhan was carried out to the south, and over the Bosi Mountain, it was Tocharo. After being captured by the Zhou army, the two places were already connected at this time.

A large number of caravans and slaves began to converge on the battle. Bring prosperity to the city. According to Jia Huan and Shen Qian's plan, the grain was no longer transported from the Green Ridge to Shule, but from Ashucheng and Dushanbe over the Boxi Mountain and transported to Kuzhanti.

Yi Junjie led the team into the city. The escort of 500 cavalrymen camped in the city. Yi Junjie to Jia Huan's Jingluo Mansion. After talking a few words with Jia Huan's chief and Qian Huai, after understanding the situation, he sent Shi Yuhua to the Sanjin courtyard across the street with Qian Huai and Hu Xiaosi.

The court was ready to serve the servants.

After Yi Junjie said goodbye to Shi Yuhua, he walked out of the courtyard, looked at the light snow in the sky, and exhaled softly. The mission of his mission was finally completed.

It's just that, according to the news he just got from Qian Huai, I'm afraid that everyone Shi will be sleepless tonight!

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In the small courtyard of Sanjin, there are more than a dozen servants who serve. After Shi Yuhua moved in, he got busy.

Shi Yuhua left Samarkand and was presented with thirteen carriages by the local kings, nobles, and wealthy merchants. These gifts are being brought in under the command of Prince Jori, who has come to fight for the war.

But as the gifts were moved, he had to say goodbye to Shi Yuhua and leave. Even if he wanted to live in this courtyard, he couldn't. This made him full of hope, but at the moment his heart was full of unspeakable frustration.

It seems that the Shi family is farther away from him.

The servants in the courtyard prepared hot tea, hot rice, and hot water. Shi Yuhua, who had come from a long journey, ate a little food, and under Jie'er's service, took a comfortable bath, changed his clothes, and made up in front of the mirror.

Shi Yuhua sat in front of the mirror, looking at her pure and charming face, and some unspeakable sadness floated in her heart. Why didn't he come to see her in the first place?

Contrary to Jie'er's expectations, Jia Huan did not greet her outside the city. And he hasn't come to her yet. And she was still looking forward to the moment when she wanted to meet, and she was thinking about what she should say first.

Immediately, she defended him in her heart: "He is a strategic envoy and is responsible for military and political affairs. Maybe something important is entangled in it! ”

Just as he was thinking about it, a maid came in from outside the door, holding a letter in her hand, and said, "Girl, Jia Envoy's elder sent a letter to you with Qian Huai. ”

Jie'er went over and brought it, cut it open, and gave it to Shi Yuhua, who was sitting in front of the mirror. Shi Yuhua looked at the letter with a little excitement.

"Yuhua, I have something important to deal with, see you in the future! You stay in peace for a while. The city is safe. Wei Wei knows that you are trapped in Samarkand, and has written to you several times to ask about your situation, and I have written to Jinling. If you write a letter, Qian Huai can send it to Jinling on your behalf..."

On the plain and clean Shi Yuhua paper, there is an elegant willow body, which is indeed Jia Huan's handwriting!

It's just that the words above are far from what she imagined. Shouldn't it be matched with "rushing to the crown and being angry for the red face"? Why are they all elder-style words of concern?

Shi Yuhua felt that some kind of expectation and emotion in his heart collapsed. Tears flowed uncontrollably. Tears rolled in like pearls with broken threads. Two lines of tears, pear blossoms with rain, I see You Ling.

When she came back, how much she was looking forward to it, and how disappointed she was at the moment!

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On the second day of the first month of November, Shi Yuhua arrived on the fifth day of his arrival in Kuzhanti. Beiting, Jinman County. When light snow falls in the river area, the sky over Jinman County is gloomy. The cold wind is bleak, and it is as cold as a knife.

Early in the morning, in a breakfast shop on the east side of Jinman County Street. There are four or five tables in the small storefront. Diners were seated full. The noise was overwhelming.

The little second brother with a white towel shuttled through the table, and his mouth responded, "Come on." You should be responsible. ”

This place is already a Han style and a Han custom. It's no different from the Central Plains.

In the breakfast shop, there are: slurry water noodles, mutton, beef soup noodles, steaming buns, dumplings, bean skin, steamed white flour steamed buns, buckwheat noodles steamed buns. Deep-fried fritters, noodles. Ground soy milk, tofu brain, etc. All kinds of breakfast, everything in the shop.

In the breakfast shop, more than 20 diners discussed the current situation while eating breakfast.

In the corner by the window, Zeng Jigao, Yang Wei, and Hu Chi, several staff members of the Governor's Mansion gathered together to eat breakfast. Listening to the discussions of the people and the people on the streets. They stayed up all night last night before they came out of the Doge's Palace.

"Jia Tanhua is too much, how many people have died here in Beiting? He did not lead his troops to break the leaves, but went west to Samarkand to save his woman, what happened? What did he take the army of the imperial court for? ”

"That's it!"

"That's a good point."

Hu Chi and several staff members smiled at each other. It's hard to tell the inside story. This is what my own people have deceived.

About two months ago, Jia Huan published a new poem called "Round Song". There is a sentence among them, and a sentence spreads all over the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains: Chong Guan is angry and red. The husband and the pawn also know!

Not long ago, there was definite news that Jia Huan sent troops from Naren City to the river to fight the Uzbeks to get back his woman: Shi Yuhua.

However, in the past two months, Zhou Jun has been under extremely strong pressure in the three counties of Beiting. The combined army of Baye Gu Xiaode and Shatuo people was supplemented by the troops of Mobei, and there were 20,000 Tongluo cavalry, and their strength increased greatly.

Plus with the support of the Turgish. Recently, Beiting Hu Yan has been arrogant! These cavalry constantly attacked, harassed, and oppressed the strategic living space of the Zhou army. Most of the villages and forts near the border were breached, slaughtered, and taken into slavery. The Zhou dynasty suffered heavy losses.

And if, Jia Huan attacks Broken Leaf in the north of the Western Front battlefield, it will put pressure on the Turgish people. If there is a containment of the Western Front, the loss here in Beiting will be much less!

Zeng Jigao snorted coldly in his heart. These accusations against Jia Huan are not very affordable. Jia Huan's plan had already been reported to Qi Dashuai's desk.

The North Courtyard is the main battlefield. Just because Jia Huan has done something else doesn't mean that he doesn't support Beiting enough. The grain and grass in the north courtyard now depend on Shule's supply. The battle plan he sent was approved by Qi Dashuai.

If there is a problem, at most there are some doubts about Jia Huan in Shilin: comparing Shi Yuhua to Chen Yuanyuan, then does he want to be Wu Sangui? Wu Sangui is a big traitor!

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Naryn City.

What time is the lone star, and the crescent moon is like a hook.

It has been more than ten days since Jia Huan secretly arrived in Naren City. After the General's Mansion, in his study. He was replying to Mr. Wang.

Among Shilin, there are some opinions on the first four sentences of the round song he thrown. As the leader of the literary world in the Western Regions, this matter must be dealt with. The great master of Tixue, Wang Luan, specially wrote a letter to remind him to pay attention to this matter.

In the study, there are plenty of lights. Jia Huanyun's pen is flying, and in his reply to Mr. Wang, there are no other superfluous words, just throwing out the rest of the round curve.

"How can the wife be a big plan, the hero is helpless and amorous. The bones of the whole family turned into ashes, and the generation of red makeup was sweaty. You don't see the pavilion baby at the beginning of the mandarin duck stay, and the more women are like flowers, they don't see enough. The incense path is dusty and the birds cry by themselves, and the people in the corridor go to the moss and the green. Moulting and moving the palace are sorrowful, and the pearl song and cui dance Guliangzhou. Don't sing Wu Gong song for you, the Han River flows in the southeast day and night. ”

On the whole, in addition to writing about Chen Yuanyuan's beauty and bumpy fate, Yuanyuanqu is still satirizing Wu Sangui!

Now, the strategic deception of "rushing to the crown and being angry for a red face" has been achieved. Yuhua has already taken back the battle mentions. He didn't have to do anything to hide. Just make up the rest of the part.

It's just that Yuhua is there, I'm afraid he still has to explain a few words, after all, he borrowed her reputation: red face and trouble! Of course, the lesser of two evils. With his relationship with Yuhua, it is still easier to explain clearly.

After Jia Huan finished writing the letter, he was about to write a few more letters to his family, when Yang said with big eyes: "Third master, second master Shen is here to resign." ”

Jia Huan stopped his pen, the candlelight shone on his clear face, his expression was calm, and he said, "Big eyes, please come in Yu Qiao." ”

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When Jia Huan and Shen Qian were talking, groups of troops were constantly driving out of the barracks in Naren City. On this cold night, in the bright moonlight, tens of thousands of troops set out overnight to attack the broken leaves.

The Battle of Broken Leaves begins.