After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Chapter 499

The 24th year of Zhaohua is the [-]th day of the first month.

The sky is dimly bright.

Wufanyuan was filled with fog.

Li Chenan sat on a small stool in front of the tent and had breakfast.

The breakfast for marching and fighting is very simple.

It's just a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns.

Everyone is the same.

Sitting beside Li Chenan, Xiao Baozi took a look at this somewhat delicate and somewhat weak man, and then at the two fist-sized steamed buns on the plate.

She put a steamed bun on Li Chenan's plate, "The food is too bad."

She raised her head and glanced in the direction of Fengxian County: "When this battle is over, Wang Zhenghaoxuan has to go to the city to catch a few dogs to make up for himself."

When Li Chenan heard it, he felt a little hot.

Wang Zhenghaoxuan, who was squatting on the ground holding a bowl, his eyes lit up when he heard it.

He gnawed on the steamed bun and said with a happy face, "It should be supplemented. Besides, dog meat will lose its taste after the spring equinox."

"Actually, of all the dogs I've eaten over the years, the black dog from Sili of the Imperial City tastes the best."

"But the one with the deepest memory...is the dog raised by the master."

"That dog, if it doesn't bark at Junior Sister, it won't die."

Amu turned his head and glanced at Wang Zhenghaoxuan, with a trace of grief and indignation on that ice-cold face:
"Have a meal!"

"Don't mention Master's dog!"

"Dogs die by barking, people die by talking too much!"

Wang Zhenghaoxuan shut up, and decided to only eat dogs and not talk about dogs... But he still had a question in his mind, every time he ate dog meat, his senior's chopsticks did not miss a piece.

Brother, you are a duplicity!
Just as the big guys were drinking porridge and eating steamed buns, An Zizai walked over.

"The fog is too thick, and this fight will be a chaotic battle."

"When there is a fight, you, you, don't join the battle!"

"You have only one task, to protect his safety!"

"I've already made arrangements for the fourth princess. You will all go there later. After all, she still has more than 200 people."

Li Chenan didn't refute, because he was still a rookie in terms of martial arts.

When it comes to military command, he is obviously not as comfortable as An.

Instead of adding chaos, it is better to hide.

After all, he didn't want to die yet.

"Have Ye Po and the others come?"

"It arrived last night."

Baozi Xiao suddenly looked up and looked around, and asked, "Where's my donkey?"

"Follow Ye Po...Ye Po said that he took good care of him along the way."

Xiao Baozi curled his lips, "This donkey is also a scumbag, so he should be stewed!"

Wang Zhenghaoxuan was overjoyed immediately, and was about to say that he could do it for him, but unexpectedly, in the thick fog, the little black donkey who seemed to sense danger ran over.

It came to Xiao Baozi's side.

He stretched out the donkey's head and rubbed it against Xiao Baozi's body, opened the donkey's mouth, and let out a few donkey brays.

"roll!"

Baozi Xiao glared at the little black donkey.

The little black donkey's face seemed to turn black, it hesitated for a moment and walked three feet away from Xiao Baozi.

Get down.

The donkey looked at Baozi Xiao.

A look of sadness.

Li Chenan felt that this donkey had become a genius.

"General An, the 3000 people in Maple Leaf Mountain don't need to be on guard."

"Xie Jing, there is no need to be on guard."

"Has Xiahou Zhuoba's camp set off yet?"

An Zizai glanced at Li Chenan, but didn't ask why he didn't guard against these two parties.

"The camp is being pulled out, and it is estimated that it will be noon when we arrive at Wufanyuan."

"It's noon... Good noon, the fog has cleared, and it won't affect the fireworks and blur."

"Battle, fight according to your plan last night."

"Let's... let's go to Fengxian County."

An Zizai didn't stop him because Feng County was behind the battlefield.

As for what Li Chenan went to Feng County to do, it was none of his business, as a general, he knew how to measure.

"Okay, but you have to take them with you. After all, it's not too far from Zhouzhuang. Be careful of those people in the rivers and lakes."

After saying this, An Zizai took Zhou Shiba away.

Although there are only 1000 people, this battle must be fought with the prestige of 10 people.

Although there are all kinds of sharp weapons in hand, to make these sharp weapons play the greatest role requires more detailed arrangements and deployment.

The last battle discussion began in An Zizai's camp.

Li Chen'an and the others really joined Ning Chuchu after finishing their breakfast, and the group headed towards Feng County in the dense fog.

……

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Kyoto.

Joy Inn.

Wu Qian, the prince of Wu, was also taking several ministers into three carriages, and followed Yun Shuxian's carriage to the Imperial College in Ningguo.

Lifting the corner of the car curtain, Wu Qian looked at the crowds on the street, and after a while, he said to a boy with sword eyebrows and starry eyes sitting opposite him:

"The poverty of Ning country is really poor!"

"Most of the people in the streets and alleys have patches on their clothes."

"Looking at their faces, they are mostly disheveled, but the more I look at them, the more puzzled I am."

The boy opposite was holding a sword.

Hearing it now, he raised his head, and without looking out of the car window, he asked coolly, "What doubts does Your Highness have?"

"Ordinarily, poor people think all day long about what can be cooked in the pot for the next meal."

"They worry about eating two meals a day, worrying about supporting their families, and of course there will be that lingering sadness on their faces."

"However, these people in Yujing City are full of joy on their faces... Where does the joy come from when they have eaten their last meal and never stopped?"

The young man pondered for three breaths, turned his head and took a look, then looked away and looked at Wu Qian again: "That's poverty and happiness."

Wu Qian choked, shook his head, and realized that he really had nothing to do with this young master of Tianyin Pavilion.

So, he simply closed his mouth and continued to watch.

Of course, there are rich people in Kyoto.

But he found that whether they are poor or rich, they really have smiles on their faces, just like the bright sunshine in this winter.

There were no policemen patrolling the streets.

But the convoy has gone through so many alleys, everywhere is in order, and people are busy... It seems that they are busy with hope.

He was startled suddenly.

hope?

He looked at those people carefully again, hoping that the word became clearer in his mind.

It should be right!

Although they are bitter, they have already seen the sweetness in the near future!

This is hope!
Who gave them such hope?

Boiling rain?
Li Chenan?
His heart was shocked again, and his eyes narrowed slowly.

The carriage stopped.

He got out of the carriage with the boy holding the sword.

Looking up, it is the huge archway of Taiyuan Academy.

Turning his head...he saw the stone tablet in front of the archway.

Yun Shuxian had already walked towards the stele, "There was no such stele 20 years ago..."

A group of people stood in front of the stele.

Yun Qian raised his eyes, his heart was shocked again, and he began to recite unconsciously:
"For heaven and earth,

Live for the people,
In order to continue to learn from the saints,

Study for the peace of the world!
——Li Chenan! "

(End of this chapter)