Step on a branch

Chapter 166
Ascending to the palace tower, the emperor looked at the soldiers in the square.

Being condescending, he couldn't see clearly the appearance of the people below, but the emperor spotted Lin Fan at a glance.

Lin Fan stood in the front row, talking to An Beihou.

The spear was leaning on the ground, and the wind blew the cluster of red tassels fluttering.

The emperor frowned involuntarily.

This scene was very familiar, so familiar that it made his whole heart sink.

General Feng Zhong had been called to the imperial study room earlier, and had talked with the emperor all morning about the idea of ​​dispatching troops, and now he followed him to the tower.

Following the emperor's line of sight, Feng Zhong saw Lin Fan and also the spear.

Taking a closer look, he guessed that it seemed to be Lin Xuan's weapon before his death.

Feng Zhong didn't know the twists and turns in the emperor's heart, let alone Lin Fan's secret, he only guessed the emperor's mind according to common sense.

Lin Xuan is capable of writing and martial arts, and is trusted and valued by the emperor.

In these years, whenever Lin Xuan was mentioned, the emperor always expressed regret and nostalgia.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhongdao: "The spear in Ding Guogong's hand, I look at it, seems to be left by his father."

Hearing this, the emperor glanced at Feng Zhong.

"Father Tiger has no dogs. Duke Dingguo will definitely be able to make meritorious deeds this time. He will make Xiliang people tremble when they hear his name." The common people like it so much. Looking at it this way, that figure really looks like..."

These few words fell into the emperor's ears, especially sharp.

Unable to restrain his temper, he blurted out and asked, "Like who?"

Feng Zhong's eyes widened.

What kind of problem is this?
Who can be like him, of course he is like his father!
Does Duke Ding have more than one father?
"Zhen..." After getting the answer, the emperor himself came to his senses, so it doesn't matter if he didn't listen to the answer, "Old general, let's go down first, the hour is almost here."

Feng Zhong didn't bother with the emperor's question, and went down the tower as he said.

The emperor still stood on top with his hands behind his back.

The spear is Lin Xuan's spear.

Although Zhao Lin was also a master of spear skills, his long spear was buried with him back then.

But Lin Fan made it impossible for the emperor not to overlap his figure with Zhao Lin.

Zhao Lin was good at fighting, and before the establishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he went around to conquer.

Every time, the emperor would send him off to battle, and what he saw was Zhao Lin's firmness and confidence when he took the vows.

From a fledgling boy to a battle-hardened youth; from the son of General Zhao to the crown prince of Da Zhou.

Every figure of Zhao Lin is engraved in the emperor's mind.

Therefore, he remembered very clearly that the third year of Jianlong was also at this time.

The chilly spring had just receded, and there was a hint of warmth in the breeze. Zhao Lin withstood all kinds of pressure from the court and personally took command of the expedition.

Along with his father, he stood on this city tower and practiced with the soldiers.

Zhao Lin was talking with Lin Xuan in the square, and the smile on his face was transmitted to the tower, making the emperor even smile.

At that time, the emperor also smiled.

Even so, there was no smile in his heart.

He couldn't help thinking that it was wrong and a failure for Zhao Lin to insist on the personal conquest this time, and it was not good for Da Zhou.

Smiling so heartily when we set out, we must be downcast when we return.

Or, there may be no return at all.

However, when the emperor was in Beijing, news of success arrived in Beijing almost every three to five days. Even the veterans who insisted that "the crown prince should not conscript himself" didn't mention it much, and the court and the court all praised it.

In just one year, what Zhao Lin presented was the impressive achievements of the two prefectures and the six prefectures, and the court was amazed.

When the army returned triumphantly, it was the end of February in the fourth year of Jianlong.

It was a warm winter that year, and spring came very early. When the army entered the city, spring flowers bloomed.

The common people went to the street to meet the army one after another, throwing flowers and branches into their arms.

And the emperor, following his father to the tower, was waiting for Zhao Lin, who was full of flowers.

Zhao Lin stood there with a brighter smile than when he set off.

That scene, the emperor still thinks about it, is still as clear as yesterday.

After more than twenty years, at this moment, when he looked at Lin Fan, it was like seeing Zhao Lin.

The spring breeze came gently, blowing on his body, the emperor didn't feel the slightest warmth, on the contrary, it became colder and colder.

Uneasiness and irritability were flooding, but the army was about to leave. As the emperor, he had to say something.

Suppressing his emotions, under the eyes of many soldiers, the emperor raised his voice to boost morale.

He said it simply, but he was still passionate underneath.

With the sound of war drums, Feng Zhong mounted his horse, followed by the two lieutenants Qin Wei and An Beihou.

Lin Fan then got on his horse, followed the queue, and strode out of the city.

In addition to swearing in the square, there are also many soldiers gathered in the suburbs.

According to the plan, after they left the city and arrived at the camp, they would wait another two hours to join up with the troops drawn from the rest of the state. General Feng ordered the cavalry formation and rushed to Feimen Pass first, followed by the other soldiers.

On the way out of the city, many people came to see it. Some of them were brave enough to shout, "Go to Xiliang".

Huang Yi rode a horse, walking in the middle.

Hearing the shouting, he followed the voice, and among the crowd, he saw several resolute faces.

He pursed his lower lip hard.

As a royal guard, he also rode through the streets.

On occasions like the marriage of His Highness the Second Highness, many common people came to watch the excitement.

But what I felt before is completely different from what I feel at this moment.

He is not a member of the guard of honor, but one of the soldiers.

He will not be happy for the happy event of the Second Highness, but he will fight for the encouragement of the people.

After arriving at the camp in the suburbs of Beijing, everything was busy.

With Huang Yi's identity, it is true that he wants to be an ordinary soldier, and it is impossible for Feng Zhong, An Beihou and others to really ignore him at all.

Fang Tian came over and said: "General Feng is looking for you, our master is also there, let the little one come and invite you."

Huang Yi agreed and followed Fang Tian over.

Walking to the big tent, Huang Yi raised his eyes and saw a young girl.

The opponent was fully armed, with his back turned to him, and his identity was invisible.

Hearing footsteps, the girl turned around.

Huang Yi recognized the person at this time, cupped his hands and said, "Miss Qin Er."

Qin Yuan looked at Huang Yi.

It looked familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, yes, she had met this person in the Palace of the Great Highness.

"You," Qin Yuan asked suspiciously, "Aren't you the guard on duty in front of the imperial court?"

Huang Yi said: "It was originally, but now I have resigned and joined the army to march west."

Qin Yuan blinked her eyes.

Nine out of ten of the imperial guards are shady flower shelves, and occasionally only one has some skills.

Joining the army to fight, is it not ignorant of the heights of the sky and the earth?
Huh?
When was the last time you thought this way?
Qin Yuan suddenly remembered, and asked: "On the day the second prince got married, you hit people with stones right away, was it you?"

Huang Yi didn't expect such a question, so he nodded.

It was only then that Qin Yuan looked Huang Yi up and down carefully: "It's not bad, I have a bit of skill in my hands, so I don't think I'm confused."

　Thanks to the book friend Xiaoyuanzi for the reward, and thanks to the book friend 99725 Suicaihua in the Book City for the reward.

　　
　
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