minions live

The talk was over smoothly.

Early the next morning, Ren Ning and Lei Er left Zhennan Pass and returned to Nanshu City.

There was nothing important at hand, so the two slowly walked north.

It happened to give two war horses a slip.

"Old Ren, when are we going back to camp?"

After reading the military situation in various places, Lei Er, who had not fought for a long time, felt his hands itch.

Ren Ning shook his head, "I don't know, I haven't heard from General Wei yet."

He looked at Lei Er with a haha, "What? It's not good for the whole family to spend a good New Year at home together."

"Yes, yes." Lei Er scratched his head, "I'm afraid we won't be able to catch up with the battle to regain Beihaiguan."

After all, Zhennanguan is quite far from Beihaiguan.

If the military regions suddenly launch an attack, they probably will be too late.

Ren Ning nodded thoughtfully.

According to Wei Junqian's temperament, this kind of situation may not be impossible.

"I'll send a letter to ask after I return to the city."

"That's the best." Lei Er meant that, and couldn't help nodding in satisfaction.

Perhaps all parties, including the Japanese pirates, will also celebrate the New Year, and everything will be safe and sound in the days to come.

Soon it will be New Year's Eve.

A round table was placed in the dining room of the General's Mansion, and the table was full of delicacies.

Ren Ning's family sat together in a circle, unable to tell who was older, who was younger, who was higher and who was lower.

Both women are very satisfied.

"Time flies, and it's another year in the blink of an eye." Yingpan was filled with emotion.

She glanced at Ren Ning.

"Husband, do you still remember? On New Year's Eve last year, you secretly ran back to Xingji City from Jiuyuan County. Thinking of that scene really makes me feel as if it happened yesterday."

"of course I remember."

Ren Ning nodded, and his playful eyes fell on his son who was full and asleep beside him.

If he hadn't sneaked home on New Year's Eve last year, Ren Zhan wouldn't know where.

Ying Pan's pretty face flushed, and she glanced at Li Hezhu who was opposite her.

"Yun Chui pays attention to having more children and more blessings, so let's try to add more people to the family by this time next year?"

cough cough.

Miao Dong couldn't help coughing.

Guangxin is far away from the Central Plains, so there are not too many strict rules in speaking and doing things.

But her unmarried sister-in-law is still there. Brothers and sisters-in-law, can you pay attention to the influence?

Ren Ning pretended to be a lake.

"Sister Dong, don't cough, it's Chinese New Year, I know you miss your brother."

"Well, let's try to have Miao Xia come to Guangxin on New Year's Eve next year, and let's have a good New Year together as a family."

cough cough.

A group of women rolled their eyes again and again.

In this way, a few people talked to each other and ate slowly.

Plain and warm.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Yingpan is a little absent-minded.

Ren Ning knew what she was thinking at a glance.

"Are you trying to fool them, or are you thinking of your brother?"

Last year was also at this time, You Meng led a caravan detour to the north, traveled thousands of miles to Xingji City, and finally met Ren Ning and the other two.

Yingpan came back to her senses, but she didn't hide it.

"Think about it. I don't know how they are doing now."

Now the vicinity of the fortress is peaceful, but the depths of the Xiliang Grassland are full of tension.

The hostility between Blood Moon and Angel became more and more intense, and even under the intervention of the Prairie Royal Court, it continued unabated.

Although the grievances and grievances between the two clans will not affect the Desert of No Return to the north for a while.

But the Kailun Stone Forest will run out of water, dry up, or be involved in the conflict between the two tribes in the grassland.

That was the last foundation and habitat of the Kailun tribe.

Can't help but hope not to worry.

Ren Ning stopped the tachymeter.

"Don't worry. The Ling family caravan has been saying that they want to restore the east-west trade route as soon as possible. If they really go west, they can ask Ling Yunsheng, Ling Shang, to bring a message."

He opened his mouth, but no words came out.

In fact, the fortress has always wanted to build a windmill to send a message to the depths of the grassland. The destination is of course the Kailun Stone Forest in Tiele.

As long as the cultivation is completed, communication will be much faster in the future.

At that time, the fortress' control over the grassland situation will be more timely and clear.

It's just that the concept of "those who are not of our race must have a different heart" is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people everywhere in Yunchui.

Although Huo Ling, the general who defended the fortress, had repeatedly mentioned the necessity and urgency of building windmills deep in the grassland, it still aroused many people's concerns.

In other words,,, version. 】

For example, Kong Chunhui of Yingling Legion has always expressed his opposition.

What he meant was that if people in Xiliang secretly learned Pinyin, they would be able to easily recognize the content transmitted by the windmill.

Whether it will be good or bad at that time is hard to say.

Ren Ning's eyes flashed.

Kong Chunhui's concerns are understandable.

However, now the pinyin literacy method has been developed in the whole cloud, and the pronunciation of the difficult dialects in many places is moving closer to the pronunciation calibrated by the old master.Sooner or later the windmill message that the Legions have been using will be exposed.

It seems that binary Morse code is time to put on the agenda.

It is said that the rules of Morse code are simpler than that of windmill communication, but it is more difficult to decipher.

Even if the spies of various countries saw the signal in the middle, they would have no way of knowing the contents without the codebook in the hands of the generals.

It is Ren Ning's tradition to do what he says, and after the New Year's Eve dinner, he soon became busy again.

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Star City.

The Spring Festival is the most solemn festival for Yunchui people.

Although the weather this year was colder than previous years, the entire imperial capital was decorated with lights and festoons, and the people came and went, making it very lively.

However, Zhongyongbo's Mansion in Yong'an Hutong is a different scene.

The eldest son Xiao Rui sat lifelessly on the main seat, looking at Xiao Yong who opened his mouth expressionlessly in front of him.

Xiao Yong had just rushed back from Baekje, and he came here specially to deliver letters or notebooks for General Xiao Zheng.

Liu Wan, Mrs. Uncle, has already read the content, and Xiao Zheng is preparing to replace the eldest son of Uncle Zhongyong.

After the new year and the opening of the dynasty, as long as the zhezi is sent to Emperor Changxing for approval, Xiao Rui's status as the eldest son will be revoked and it will fall to the second son Xiao Gang.

Tapping.

The doorman hurried into the main hall.

As if sensing the unspeakable oppression in the hall, he shrank his neck involuntarily, and carefully glanced at the masters.

"Ma'am, son, the Marquis of Yongchang Houyi came to visit."

Xiao Rui lifted his spirits, "Grandfather and grandmother are here? Please hurry up."

Humph.

He snorted coldly towards Liu Wan.

If he wanted to take away his position as the eldest son for no reason, he had to see if his grandparents would agree.

Not long after, Yongchanghou and his wife walked in with sullen faces, one calm and the other angrily.

For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, both parties salute politely, and then prepare to sit down.

Before Yongchanghou said anything, Mrs. Hou had already rushed to Xiao Rui's side immediately, looking at her emaciated grandson with tears in her eyes.

Ouch.

"My poor daughter, at the beginning you didn't care about the downfall of Uncle Zhongyong's house, so you wanted to marry that heartless Xiao Zheng. In the end, you left at a young age, and let me, a white-haired mother, send a black-haired one... "

Mmmm.

While wiping away her tears, she stared heavily at Liu Wan who was facing him in a calm and calm manner.

"Now the Uncle Zhongyong's mansion finally has some improvement. The man surnamed Xiao married Meijiao Niang's stepmother and gave birth to a son and grandson, but he turned his head and forgot how my daughter and the Hou Mansion helped them protect them with all their heart and soul. Even I will also take away my grandson's position as the eldest son."

"It really doesn't make sense..."

She rambled on about her long suffering, and then patted Xiao Rui's pale face comfortingly.

"My dear grandson, don't worry. As long as you have grandparents and grandmothers, you will be the eldest son of Uncle Zhongyong's mansion, and no one can take it away."

cough.

Marquis Yongchang coughed majestically.

"Mr. Liu, where is the notebook written by Xiao Zheng? Quickly show it to Ben Hou, and see what reason he uses to remove my grandson from the position of heir."

Liu Wan took a sip of her tea lightly before speaking in a pleasant manner.

"Going back to Lord Hou, I'm really sorry. Uncle asked the guards to send the envelope back. But the content inside is all important military affairs of the empire. Do you really want to read it, Lord Hou?"

"In case it gets leaked out..."

Liu Wan clicked to the end, and slightly lowered her eyebrows.

Not to mention what's inside.

Xiao Zheng's excerpt was given to Emperor Changxing.

It's just a fallen marquis, but he also wants to use the title to force others?

I really don't know.