The reborn general girl is the emperor

Chapter 4 Goodbye
Yan Qing slowed down and stopped three feet behind him.

Meng Shulan saw the shadow standing behind her through the mottled night, her body froze suddenly, and she slowly turned her head to look behind her.

The moonlight fell on the girl in white linen filial piety, he couldn't see her clearly against the light, he just felt that she was full of loneliness, as if she was coming on the moon, and seemed to go away with the moonlight.

Goodbye to Meng Shulan, Yan Qing felt heavy pain in his heart, joy, guilt, remorse, grievance... There were too many emotions in his heart, and too many words stuck in his throat.

But in the end she just came forward with a drink and ate, and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Meng Shulan was silent for a moment, all the emotional ups and downs in her eyes returned to calm, and she only said carefully: "My condolences."

"The dead are gone, and the living will continue to live."

Yan Qing spoke plainly, the drooping eyelashes covered all emotions, and put down the food box calmly, "The conditions in Luzhong are limited, let's just make it."

Meng Shulan took the food box in a daze, and looked at Yan Qing, who seemed to be casual, with dark eyes, as if a huge stone was pressed against her heart.

I thought she would tell me red-eyed that she was going to kill Xirong's gang of thieves, but then I wouldn't be able to persuade her, right?
But she just said what she should have said in such a calm manner.

It's a good thing that you don't have to burn your head trying to persuade her to pay attention to the current situation, but when it comes to this time, I don't want her to be so calm.

It seemed that he was useless at all.

Meng Shulan calmed down, opened the food box, a plate of vegetarian dishes, a bowl of white rice, not delicate, but full.

Yan Qing carried the wine jar and poured himself a bowl, drinking in small sips.

Seeing her movements, Meng Shulan couldn't help but frowned: "Your injury is not yet healed, so you shouldn't drink alcohol."

"Would you like a bowl?"

Yan Qing ignored his words and turned his head to ask him.

Meng Shulan's eyes touched the tomb behind her, she swallowed her words of persuasion, and replied, "Okay."

Yan Qing sneered, turned over the wine bowl and filled it for him.

Meng Shulan took the wine bowl, but raised the cups towards the two new graves: "Yan Shuai, General Yan, have a good journey."

Yan Qing watched the fine wine being poured out, and seemed to see the scene of his father and brother pouring wine on the battlefield to send the robes to the dead.

Perhaps every soldier in battle robe is waiting for this cup of wine to be toasted by others?

Yan Qing drank a cup of wine, his eyelashes drooped slightly, his eyelids were half closed, and his eyes fell on the boundless night, desolately and lonely.

"When you return to Kangdu, uncle will probably call you into the palace."

Meng Shulan put down the wine cup, looked away from the corner of her eye, and asked casually, "Have you thought about how to explain what happened on the street today?"

"Nothing to explain."

Yan Qing poured wine for himself, and said frankly, "What the Holy Majesty wants is a loyal teacher who can defend the country and expand the territory. If I can hold Xijiang in my hands, the Holy Majesty will not only have the support of the army, but also avoid The hidden danger of courtiers supporting their own self-respect. After all, I am a woman, and at most I can reach the level of Marquis Dingyuan."

Meng Shulan's hand holding the chopsticks trembled: "If you're so straightforward, aren't you afraid that I'll talk nonsense before going to the Holy Spirit?"

The emperor is very suspicious, and the most taboo is that the high achievements of the courtiers overshadow the master's self-respect.

This was something the courtiers knew in their hearts, but no one would say it out loud to make the emperor dissatisfied or even suspicious.

"you will not."

Yan Qing was sure of what he said, and his complicated eyes fell on Meng Shulan, and he drank away again.

Thinking of the cold and stiff appearance of him in her arms in the previous life, Yan Qing's fingertips holding the wine bowl shivered from the cold.

In her previous life, she went to the Northern Expedition for Wen Zhemao, and was ambushed on Mount Mang, trapped to death on Mount Mang, and he led troops to rescue her.

She still remembered Meng Shulan, who was covered in blood, standing in front of her that day, smiling and reaching out to her, and saying to herself, "I'll take you home".

She took his hand, but he fell in front of her.

Speaking of which, he was able to come back alive this time because he desperately brought in reinforcements.

Because of privately dispatching troops, the emperor who spoiled him so much also lost his temper and ordered him to be grounded for three months.

How many days is it now?
It doesn't look like it's complete, and I'm afraid it will be written by ginseng again.

"Is that why you trust me?"

Meng Shulan was a little surprised at Yan Qing's decisiveness.

"You deserve it." Yan Qing tilted his head and smiled.

She could not trust anyone in this world, but the person in front of her who had risked her life for her several times was always worthy of her trust.

Meng Shulan was slightly stunned, the corners of her lips curled up imperceptibly, her eyes were as clear as the moon in the sky.

Yan Qing turned his eyes away, looked at the west where the crescent moon was setting, his smile disappeared, and changed the subject: "There is no guard in the western border, and Xirong just fought us a battle, and the successor is weak, but the Southwest Qiang Kingdom has been eyeing it for a long time, so it must not be possible. I will miss this opportunity to take advantage of the fire."

"You want to ask for a fight?"

Meng Shulan frowned, "The Qiang Kingdom in the Southwest has few villains, no more than [-] soldiers and horses, but the Qiang people are good at using poison, so they are not easy to deal with."

"The interior of the Qiang Kingdom is not harmonious, and it may be possible to borrow the help of Nanchuanzhou in the west of the Qiang Kingdom."

Yan Qing took a sip, drew a map of the western frontier defense in his mind, and discussed with him about the formation of troops, "The Qiang country has many mountains and forests, and the Qiang people will take advantage of the terrain to deal with us. But Nanchuanzhou is close to Xirong, and the vegetation It is withered, and it can be seen at a glance from thousands of miles away. It will be beneficial to us if we can lead the Qiang people to fight in Nanchuanzhou."

"feasible."

Meng Shulan thought about it, "Because Nanchuanzhou is located at the junction of the Qiang Kingdom and the Xirong Kingdom, it is often harassed by the Xirong Kingdom, and is dissatisfied with the Qiang King's family because of the lack of products but heavy corvees. If you promise to benefit, help them survive the Qiang Kingdom. , There is a great chance of persuading them to turn against the water.”

"Yeah." Yan Qing nodded, "The leader of the Qiang Kingdom is old, and the situation of the Qiang Kingdom is unstable. Take this opportunity to reach an agreement with the chief of the Nanchuanzhou tribe, so that the Qiang people will not be unprepared for future attacks."

She remembered that in the previous life, the leader of the Qiang Kingdom died a year later, and the battle for succession broke out in the Qiang Kingdom, and half a year later, the new leader launched an attack on Wu'an in order to show his strength.

That idiot Yan Kangping occupied the position of Marquis of Zhenxi, he didn't understand bullshit and was self-righteous, he randomly deployed troops and caused half of Western Xinjiang to fall!
Yan Qing's heart aches when he thinks of these things.

Her Yan family has guarded Xijiang for generations, and she has been famous all over the world. Not to mention that they were all buried in the hands of Yan Kangping, and half of the sons of Xijiang lost their lives due to exhaustion.

In the next life, how could she let the old things repeat itself? !
Yan Qing resentfully drank the wine in the bowl, suppressed the raging killing intent in his heart, and said solemnly: "You are better at diplomacy than I am, and this will be hard for you."

Meng Shulan answered solemnly after hearing the words: "As a military adviser under the general's tent, it is my duty to share the general's worries."

"Is one year enough?" Yan Qing asked again.

Meng Shulan thought for a while and said, "It's rather hasty, but I will try my best to do it."

"Just do your best, everything is safe and secure."

Hearing his words, Yan Qing remembered the scene of his death again, felt a emptiness in his heart, frowned, stared into his eyes and said seriously, "I will try my best to fight for the right to lead the army in Xijiang, and let you communicate with Nanchuan The Qiang people are very different from us, and they don’t like outsiders, so the communication with Nanchuanzhou will not be smooth, your safety is the most important thing, and you must not lose the big because of small things.”

"Meng Shulan, don't put yourself in danger, this is a military order."

The night was silent, the candles were dimly lit, and the girl on the opposite side told her with a straight face, her own reflection fluctuated in the candles.

Meng Shulan lowered her eyes, her clear heartbeat and vague voice could be heard next to her ears.

"The last general takes orders."

(End of this chapter)