Chapter 338: Unwilling

Winter is a season that is extremely unfriendly to young people. When Yanbei was still very young, even if the winter in Liaodong was not as cold as it is now, it may be because of the stupid boy's strong firepower, anyway, Xiao Yanbei at that time always wore only a few linen clothes, wrapped in thick leather and slept in the sheepfold, never feeling cold.

Of course, it may also be that he is always cold in his memory, so he has the illusion that he is never cold. Not so much now, even if there is no snow in the cold winter months, as long as you walk out of the palace, the huge scar on your chest will still hurt faintly even if you are wrapped in a thick robe. The same is true of the wounds that have been suffered on the battlefield, but unfortunately Yanbei no longer remembers who caused those wounds.

It doesn't matter who it is, they all return to dust, the loser may not be the villain, the winner may not be the king, but the winner can always live a little longer than the loser and see better scenery.

In winter, it's getting colder and colder.

Yan Huan's luck is better than Yan Bei's, at his age, he doesn't need to sleep in the sheepfold, and he doesn't need to think about how to steal the most divine horse outside the plug in the cold winter. But this little Yan cub is really not as tough as his father's generation, and the four Xianding furnaces next to the bed in the dormitory are still always calling for cold, and he has to run to her mother to set up another bed, and he thinks that the place where King Zhao sleeps must be warm.

When Yan Huan was three or two years old, it was very attractive to arch back and forth, but when he was so old now? Yanbei would always mention the bronze feet of the Xianding furnace to scare him, and drive the prince of Zhao to the open space outside the main hall to be frozen.

Xianding furnace is not a rare thing, since Taishi Ci's northern expedition to break through the East Xianbei, driven the Xianbei to the outside of the Saiwai, the dexterous and intelligent craftsmen in Youji and other places have made a furnace with the shape of Xianbei people instead of the original beast shape base, and at a very fast speed from the caravan to sell to all over the place to cause popularity, whether the four people of the fresh top furnace or the three people of the Xianding furnace have become excellent heating supplies.

The winter season is extremely unfriendly to young people, Yan Huan is just ten years old, he has no place to play in the winter without snow, every day during the day is either reading or practicing martial arts, every time he wants to play in the palace for a while, he is frozen more pitiful than a lion, and he always has to be thrown out if he wants to sleep in Yanbei's dormitory at night...... It's miserable.

"My father doesn't seem to have a good temper this winter, and when he sees this son at night, he is furious." Sun Xun, Dian Man, Yan Huan, Yan Xi, these descendants of the Yan family surrounded the five-legged Xuanwu furnace in the hall to warm up, and the old gentleman in charge of teaching was drowsy and dozed, and these little devils gathered together in one place and muttered quietly, Yan Huan also lifted the placket to reveal the little buttocks that were all slap prints, and whispered mysteriously to his brothers: "At first, I would beat me when I broke into his bedroom at night, and then it wasn't Ben Shizi who went to look for him, he came to Ben Shizi's bedroom first every three or five days at night, crackling and beating, What did my father say was this called? ”

Yan Huan scratched his neck and frowned for a long time, slapped his small chest suddenly, and pointed at Jiangshan and said, "Father said that this is called Du gradually prevent cuteness!" ”

Dian Man and Yan Xi both showed frightened expressions, for fear that they would inadvertently anger His Royal Highness King Zhao these days, only Sun Xun, who was a few years older, showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled, but no matter how the prince of Zhao asked, he didn't tell them why he was laughing.

Winter is not friendly to young people, and Yanbei is even less friendly to young people, because this eldest son influenced his father to make him brothers and sisters.

What entertainment can be done in the cold winter months? Except for the sacrifice to the heavens in the early sixth year of Xinghe, there was nothing for people to relieve their boredom, there was neither government affairs nor war, and the entire Zhao court was frozen due to the cold, waiting for the ice to dissolve in early spring.

State affairs can be frozen, but family affairs cannot. In winter, people can only curl up on the warm bed to keep each other warm, so when the spring came, Yan Huan was surprised to find that her aunts' bellies were bulging, and there was also the dancing extremely beautiful, extremely beautiful Da Qiao, well, in Yan Huan's generation, he should have called Da Qiao a brother and sister-in-law, right? Why did my brother and sister-in-law have a big ball in their stomachs?

Even the eyebrows that are always cold to the little girl who can't wait to draw her sword and fight with others are gentle when she touches her abdomen.

Of course, when His Royal Highness King Zhao occasionally looked at Xiao Qiao, his eyes were still a little unwilling - he was not pregnant, but it was a pity.

This is none of the business of Yan Huan, the son of the world, even if he insists on having a little relationship with him, he will have to wait for his newborn brothers and sisters to make up after eight or nine months, and then Yan Huan can still be a little chief.

Spring is blooming, this year looks at Jizhou is a famine year, but no one is helpless, fortunately in Jizhou they have built a lot of canals, some ability to resist natural disasters.

The days of leisure passed, Yanbei was busy again, the cold subsided, and the letters sent by Zhuzhou piled up into a mountain, and the top and the latest to be sent to the palace of Zhao Wang, naturally it was a letter from Chen Qun of the Liangzhou Thorn History Department, there were only a few sentences on the letter, Lu Yi used ice as a bullet to smash the Lan City that made his soldiers lose his generals, and when his army left after the road was freed from the ice, there was only a bare and dilapidated city wall, and nothing was left.

In his letter, Chen Qun asked if he needed to build a road to the Western Regions in this situation.

"The road must still be repaired, but it doesn't have to be repaired to Guishan, as long as it is repaired to the Western Regions Capital Protectorate. If the Kushan King is willing to surrender, he can send the credentials back when he thinks it is appropriate. ”

The road must be repaired, a good road can allow the army to have a more considerable marching time, when the Yan Clan cavalry can rush into the Western Regions at a speed of 100 miles a day, it is obviously not important whether the countries of the Western Regions surrender or not.

As for Sun Quan's request to return to his hometown and hope that the imperial court would send another state pastor, Yan Bei didn't think about it, and replied directly to Xue Zhou, not letting him come back first, keeping him in captivity for two years, and waiting for two years to let him come back.

Sun, now is not a threat.

For Yanbei, the time is ripe.

The generals who brought troops from outside rushed to support him and ask him to take the position, and no one was found in the temple who was too resistant to this matter, so in this case, the matter could be handled.

Zhao Wang Congtai of Handan City, Yanbei ordered troops, the samurai chief Ge Rulin dragged out eight feet of red silk, and the military band played drums, and the sound shook the sky. Thousands of steps rode out of the east gate from Congtai, and the direction of the offensive - Yedu.

Outside the east gate, all the princesses saw each other off in a car, and they didn't have anything to worry about, but their eyes showed an indescribable emotion. Yanbei rode his horse and looked back, and said with a long laugh: "Wait, go and bring the throne alone!" ”