Let's zoom out a little farther away.

When Jia Huan kept meeting his old friend in Beijing, the Beijing camp had already set off for several days. When Jia Huan was in the palace of King Wu, the army of Jingying was on its way to the Western Regions.

On the long official road, tens of thousands of troops marched, mighty. At this time, the army had already left the border of Hebei and was about to arrive at Taiyuan, the capital of Jinzhong.

And the fast horse from Beijing has already sent the news of the sale of the remaining 12 million yuan of Western Regions bonds to the army.

During the march, there is a regular break period. The scorching sun shone on the official road in the afternoon, and soldiers were scattered everywhere.

Taking advantage of this gap, the deputy general Le Bai took his own soldiers to Xunyang, the general of the Yaowu Battalion, to visit the door and speak. The greetings were endless. Xunyang was under a small hillside, and four or five generals and guerrillas were gathering together to chat.

A guerrilla squatted on the ground and said, "I really don't understand, someone also buys white strips?" The way of the world..."

The surrounding generals and school clubs are laughing, laughing back and forth.

Some time ago, when he was in Beijing, it was Li Guerrilla who ridiculed the issuance of bonds in the Western Regions: Who will buy that kind of white strip? Aren't you stupid? As a result, it was really sold out by Jia Huan.

Le Bai walked over, chatted with a smile, and said with emotion: "I'm afraid that we, the quartermaster, can't afford to offend." So by the means. When the time comes, those who offend him are afraid that they will drink the northwest wind and watch us eat meat and drink wine in a big bowl. ”

The officers chimed in.

Xun Yang shook his head. Lebai's position.... However, a capable quartermaster should not be offended by the transfer envoy.

Compared with the 10 May in Beijing, following the change in the views of Qi Chi's staff on Jia Huan, the views of the generals and colonels in the army have also changed. Change in a beneficial direction.

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In the middle of May, it was the dog days of the scorching heat. Follow the shade of the trees, through the courtyard of the Wu Wangfu, all kinds of trees: ginkgo, sycamore, Bodhi, banyan, laurel. The floor is paved with stone slabs, flat and clean. The beautiful houses are undulating one after another.

Zi'er walked half a step in front of Jia Huan and led the way. She was tall and thin, wearing a long blue embroidered dress. Slender as a willow. Pretty, delicate.

Zi'er had a bad impression of Jia Huan. That year, she was ordered by the county lord to deliver food to the prince, but Jia Huan stopped her. But at this time, he had to talk to Jia Huan, and said softly: "Mr. Jia, the relationship between the county lord and Fu Hanlin is like ice..."

Jia Huan was slightly stunned. When the lord of Xiaojun got married, he was far away in Jinling. However, he had already told Jia Rong to send a generous gift to King Wu on his behalf. I don't want her married life to be unhappy. Fu Zhengmeng's reputation is very good!

Zi'er only said a word, and took Jia Huan across the back garden to the east wing of the residence of the county lord of Yongqing when he was not married. This is the place where Lord Xiao reads books and entertains guests every day.

The house is beautifully furnished, and the layout and style have a girlish style. Ning Xiao was quietly contemplating at the small round table in the side room. She wore a beautiful white dress with a skirt that covered her embroidered shoes. Reflecting her beautiful figure. It's like a white moon flower, bright and stunning. At this time, there was a deep sadness between her eyebrows.

18-year-old Zi'er is a rare beauty: thin, tall, and slender. But when she stood in front of Lord Xiao, she would also be overshadowed.

Footsteps were heard. Ning Xiao woke up from her contemplation. Seeing Jia Huan coming in, he got up and said with a reluctant smile: "Mr. Jia is here." Zi'er, pour tea. ”

Jia Huan smiled and nodded, seeing Lord Xiao's depressed appearance, he couldn't help but sigh and sigh in his heart. What a wonderful girl she is! The Lady of the Sky. But the most important encounter in life: marriage accidents.

"The county is depressed and depressed, what's the difficulty?" Jia Huan sighed in his heart, sat down, and took the initiative to ask.

He hasn't made chicken soup for the soul for many years. However, he is still willing to enlighten Lord Xiao at this time.

Ning Xiao smiled bitterly, and the beautiful Danfeng eyes fell on Jia Huan's face, and said bluntly: "Mr. Jia, I don't look down on him..." talked about the matter between her and Fu Zhengmeng.

After listening, Jia Huan smiled bitterly and knew the crux of the problem: Fu Zhengmeng had some problems, he was ambitious as a young man, he had an affair with people, and he was greedy for power. Of course, if a normal person can marry Lord Xiao, he will try to save it and is unwilling to give up. According to the standards of later generations, the lord of Xiaojun is super white and rich. If you marry home, you will have to fight for at least 30 years less in your life. However, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, this style is really despised. The boy had gold under his knees.

And the problem with Lord Xiao is her personality: independent, strong, and rational. She is not the character of a little woman. I can't imagine the coquettish appearance of Lord Xiao. She's more like a female president. She has expectations for her husband.

Fu Zhengmeng was anxious to prove himself, took refuge in Huamo, and was able to improve his career. But it's just pig-brained behavior! IQ is in dire need of top-up. With Lord Xiao's understanding of politics, it's strange that he is willing to approve of him!

Jia Huan thought for a moment and sighed: "What are the county lord's plans now?" "I'd rather demolish ten temples than destroy a marriage!

Of course, if it was in the twenty-first century, he would definitely suggest that Lord Xiao divorce. Fu Zhengmeng is not worthy of entrusting him for life.

But, now it's in the Zhou Dynasty. How could he persuade like that? It is a patriarchal society. Do you want Ning Xiao's reputation? What will happen in the rest of life?

Ning Xiao sighed faintly, "Since we hate each other, let's meet a lot." Mr. Jia, if it were you, what would you do? ”

Jia Huan's mind immediately surfaced the routine of the female frequency article. Don't look at the inferiority of men and women. It is also to divide men. Lord Xiao is naturally in a strong position against Fu Zhengmeng. This kind of pretending to slap the face, the belly is black, and there are not too many routines to train the husband. But after all, it's just. Lord Xiao is his friend.

Jia Huan said with relief: "The county lord still has a good talk with Fu Zhengmeng. If you release your suspicions, it is the best. If it doesn't work, it's best for the county lord to restrain him and ask him to discuss with you. ”

In fact, before the release of the ice, Jia Huan himself was not optimistic. And changing a person is difficult. A person's character, habits, and thinking are all related to his environment and life experience. Then, he suggested that Ning Xiao take care of Fu Zhengmeng.

Otherwise, a pig teammate, God knows what kind of man-made disaster will come? Jia Huan has a deep understanding! Judging from the situation shown by Fu Zhengmeng, he is very soft. Willing to go against his heart for the sake of power.

Politics is to ponder people's hearts. It's all the same. With Ning Xiao's level, he will definitely be able to obey Fu Xiaobaixun's obedience.

Ning Xiao nodded lightly, "Mr. Xie Jia!" "She will be willing to listen to Jia Huan's opinion on emotional matters. But if Fu Zhengmeng had one-tenth of Mr. Jia's level, she would have talked to him seriously. Talking about politics with stupid people is very nonsense.

After chatting with Jia Huan for so long, she vomited her thoughts, Ning Xiao's mood recovered a little, and the depression in Feng Dan's eyes was slightly reduced, and he blessed: "Mr. Jia is going to the Western Regions, be careful in everything, and take care of yourself." Mr. Wangjia will return triumphantly as soon as possible. ”

Jia Huan smiled and said, "Borrow the auspicious words of the county lord." Three years later, the wedding of my third sister and Shen Yuqiao, I will definitely return to Beijing! ”

Ning Xiao couldn't help but smile slightly, see you again after half a year, Mr. Jia is still the confident and uplifting scholar! Her smile is as bright as a flower, and it is unforgettable.

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Bidding farewell to Ning Xiao, Jia Huan had dinner in King Wu's mansion in the evening. I chatted with King Wu about the Western Regions.

King Wu advised Jia Huan to pay attention to safety in the Western Regions. Don't look at the excitement of the Manchu Dynasty, thinking that as soon as the army arrives, it will be victorious. But I'm afraid not necessarily.

Jia Huan thanked King Wu and left in a carriage. The mood was slightly heavy. Don't look at him chatting well with Lord Xiao, and give suggestions to solve her problems. But I still feel embarrassed and emotional for her in my heart.

The end is to have a harmonious relationship between husband and wife, which is the best! However, Lord Xiao's thoughts are only afraid that Fu Zhengmeng is dead. Her life, how not to be impressive!

When he returned to Jiafu, it happened that Xiangyun came from Shifu to see him off. Wait until now. Jia Huan went to see Meng He, the secretary of the Ministry of War, in the morning. Negotiations were made about grain and grass. And he has already been to the ministry. The process of recovery is still going on. He will soon leave the capital.

At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns in the North Park, Jia Huan and Xiangyun sat down casually and talked in the open pavilion. The room was silent and cool.

"Sister Bao is good in Jiangnan?"

"Sister Lin is good? What about assault? ”

"Where's the third sister?"

"What about Second Brother Bao and Sister Qin?"

Xiangyun asked Jia Huan in a chatter, laughing constantly, a bold girl. The open hall is filled with the joy of reunion after a long absence. This is Shi Xiangyun.

Jia Huan's mood was also infected, thinking that compared to Lord Xiao's encounter, Sister Yun was not bad. At least there was no marriage certificate to bind her. You can still get married. quipped: "Sister Yun, do you only ask Sister Bao, Feng'er, and Third Sister, don't you ask me?" In vain, I brought you a gift from Jiangnan. ”

Shi Xiangyun said with slight annoyance: "Brother Huan, don't wronged people." Aren't your whereabouts all in the newspapers? As he spoke, he restrained his smile slightly, and said solemnly: "Brother Huan, when you go to the Western Regions, you must come back safely!" Sister Bao, Sister Lin, they are waiting for you. ”

Jia Huan smiled and nodded. Suddenly, I felt that Sister Yun had grown up.

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In the next few days, Jia Huan has been busy. go to the ministry to inquire about the news of the implementation of the official position; Meet with Ji Shangshu; went to Dongzhuang Town to say goodbye to his classmates; Contact Pound Ze to prepare for departure; Shen Qian came to visit and wanted to join the army and go to the Western Regions, but he didn't agree, such trivial matters.

The days flew by in an instant. On May 24, Jia Huan's official uniform, official seal, and waist badge were issued.

Jia Huan contacted Hu Chi and prepared to leave Beijing with their respective entourage. At this time, Qi Chi's army had left the capital on the thirteenth. I'm afraid that I have reached the boundary of Shaanxi. Their party caught up with the fast horses. Strive to meet in Zhangye.

On the evening of the twenty-fourth, Jia Huan, Jia Rong, Jia Qiang, Jia Yun and other children of Jiafu, the steward ate and drank together, explained the good things, entered the Hanging Flower Gate, and wandered in the Grand View Garden.

At this moment, his mind was focused on the affairs of the Western Regions. According to the feedback from all sides, the situation in the Western Regions is extremely dangerous. When he went to the Western Regions, how could he open up the situation?

Although he is not the chief officer, he should also think about these things. There are two main aspects of his work: first, the war of public opinion against the enemy. Second, raise money and food, and be responsible for the logistics of the army. Fortunately, the silver dollars of the dynasty circulated in the Western Regions. Otherwise, it would be extremely difficult for him to raise silver dollars and purchase materials to be transported to the Western Regions.

Unconsciously, Jia Huan walked through the Yihong Courtyard, the Lucui Nunnery, the Concave Crystal Pavilion, and stood at the foot of the Dharma Nunnery.

Twilight is deep. The temple in the mountains and forests, there are no bells, morning and evening classes.

Jia Huan stepped on the steps.

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The summer evening breeze blows the woods. The small river in the Grand View Garden meanders, and the water waves are silent. The moonlight flows on the lotus flowers. The sparse shadow of the lights is reflected in the river. A beautiful picture of a summer night.

In the Dharma Nunnery, Qin Keqing was dressed in a plain Taoist uniform, sitting in front of the lamp, gossiping with the maid Baozhu. Now, the little maid and mother-in-law who are waiting here are not lacking in any application. The days passed as if they were constant.

She was thinking about Uncle Huan in her heart. But after he returned to Beijing, he was busy and did not come to see her. The sword has no eyes, how dangerous is it on the battlefield? It's just that there is no way to talk about the worries in her heart.

Qin Keqing sighed faintly.

At this time, the little maid outside ran in quickly, panting and said, "Master, the third master is here." ”

"Ahh Bring a burst of incense. Fluttering clothes.

The layout in the nunnery is still the layout of the courtyard. Qin Keqing came out of the bedroom in the back hall of the Dharma Nunnery, and was facing Jia Huan in the Buddhist hall, looking at Jia Huan's tall figure, for some reason, she couldn't help but shed tears, "Uncle Huan..."

Qin Keqing has long black hair and a plain robe, with a different charm. A twenty-seven-year-old woman is still as charming as a flower. National talent. The delicate gentleness is like a willow wind that blows coldly. At this shout, two lines of tears flowed out.

Jia Huan looked at Qin Keqing in the faint light, his heart couldn't help but tremble, he took two steps forward, and said softly: "Keqing, don't cry." He gently held her in his arms. Patting her on the back soothed her emotions.

Qin Keqing whimpered and said, "Uncle Huan, don't go to the Western Regions. I often have nightmares. It's scary to dream that you're covered in swords. Originally, Qin Keqing's temperament was a sentence, and he had to go through it three times in his heart. lest you make a mistake. But this is the first time we have seen each other in more than half a year. And Jia Huan is about to go to the Western Regions. The emotions in her heart poured out like this. True feelings! It's hard to help yourself!

Jia Huan smiled when he heard this, "Keqing, that's from the play." Now it's all artillery, firearms, and all at once dead. Where is there the possibility of being covered with swords? Besides, I'm a quartermaster, a transit envoy, so I don't have to go to the front..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was covered by a soft jade hand. Qin Keqing raised his head, tears in his eyes, and said sadly: "Uncle Huan, don't talk nonsense." "She really dreamed it!

Jia Huan looked into her eyes, listening to these words, what else would she not understand? What is it that a beautiful woman cries for you, worries about you, dreams for you? Actually, both of them knew it in their hearts.

It's just that he can't give Qin Keqing any promises and future. He had been avoiding coming to her. But every time I come unconsciously. For example, he will leave the capital tomorrow morning, and he will come to her in the evening to say goodbye.

Staring, Jia Huan remembered what happened to Lord Xiao and Sister Yun, and sighed softly. hugged Qin Keqing tighter.

Qin Keqing's pretty face was crimson, her tears had not dried, and she lowered her head.

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Early morning birdsong chirps. Beauty lying horizontally. Sleeping all the time. There is a bookmark on the desk, a fluttering willow body. Jia Huan's handwriting. The name of the word plate says, meet and enjoy:

Negative every year, but flowering! During the spring, it is only appropriate to arrange the sorrow to send the spring back. Plum blossom snow, pear blossom moon, total acacia. Since the spring comes, I don't know it.

At this time, Jia Huan had already left Jiafu, taking Pang Ze, Zhang Sishui, Qian Huai, Hu Xiaosi, Huang Zongqi, and fifty generals with Hu Chi at Chongwenmen in the south of the city, and set off for the Western Regions. There were more than 20 people who saw them off.

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