Nagato has such a slim waist

After Pei Jue led his troops to Dan County, the Qi army's momentum was no longer as strong as before. However, Xiao Cheng's work in the past few years was not in vain, and the Qi army's combat effectiveness was no longer comparable to the three years of Xinghe. They had strong armor and sophisticated machinery, and were a powerful army that could capture cities and plunder land, as well as defend the country.

After several battles, the wins and losses were half and half, and it was difficult to tell who was the winner for a while.

Although this was related to the fact that Xiao Cheng took the initiative, it was also enough to prove that Xiao Cheng, the opponent, had really become fattened up.

Of course, Feng Yun was not surprised.

He always does.

If he is given more time, it is only a matter of time before he takes over the world.

Hou Zhun is right when he says, "Since there is a metaphor, there is no need for clarity."

If there had not been Pei Cong in the Jin Dynasty in the previous life, how could the country have lasted so long?

I just don’t know, after Pei Jue left, did Xiao Cheng cross the Huai River in a large number of troops and destroy the puppet court of Li Sangruo and his daughter?
Because of the war, this year seemed especially long.

From the beginning of summer to the cold winter, in just a few months, it feels like I have experienced several springs and autumns.

The war at the front had diluted the New Year atmosphere. Feng Yun didn't even have the energy to prepare New Year's goods. He just asked A Lou to do it.

As for what happened in the court, Tang Shaogong's reminder made her take it to heart.

She did not ask about it personally, but went to the Pei Mansion to "ask for advice" from General Pei.

The daughter-in-law brought her grandson to the door in person and spoke earnestly. Pei Chong had someone push his wheelchair to the court the next day.

After Pei Cong ascended the throne, there was a controversy in the court over how to reward his father who was still alive. The ministers had different opinions and believed that they needed to weigh the pros and cons again and again to avoid a power struggle between father and son.

Pei Jue did not care much about those discussions. Following the ancient rituals, he respected Pei Chong as the "Grand Emperor" and also named his deceased adoptive mother the Queen Mother and gave her a respectful title to fulfill his filial duty as a son.

However, Pei Chong did not enter the palace.

There cannot be two "emperors" in one imperial city. Pei Chong understands the subtlety of this very well. He does not want to embarrass Pei Cong, nor does he want anyone with ulterior motives to find any evidence that could affect the relationship between father and son.

After receiving the reward, Pei Chong used his disability as an excuse to stay in the Pei Mansion all year round. Usually, only his daughter Pei Yuan was by his side. Even banquets, sacrifices and other activities that required respect for status in the court, he never participated.

Pei Cong and Feng Yun went back to pay their respects and enjoyed some family time.

Who would have thought that the "Emperor Retired" who never left his house would suddenly arrive and declare bluntly:

While the emperor was away on military campaign, he and Crown Prince Pei Jun served as regents.

Feng Yun didn't know what kind of expression Tang Shaogong had when he saw Pei Chong in court, but she was in a better mood anyway. She asked the kitchen to prepare some food suitable for the elders' taste that day, and personally brought it to Guangyang Palace, where she took Ruibao and Pei Chong to have dinner together.

After coming out of Guangyang Palace, Ruibao held her hand and was silent.

Feng Yun thought of something and asked him sideways, "What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking of Father."

Ruibao raised his head again after saying this, "Mother, what about you?"

"That's right." Feng Yun smiled.

Ruibao imitated the adults and sighed.

"Sitting in the imperial court, I finally understand the hard work of my father."

Feng Yun chuckled and subconsciously asked, "Does Ruibao like it?"

She still remembered the pain on Yuan Shangyi's little face when he kept telling her not to be emperor and that the palace was a cage.

She wanted Ruibao to be happy.

Afraid that he is another Won Sang-eul.

"Yeah." Ruibao responded calmly, then suddenly nodded heavily, "I think it's very interesting."

"Oh? What's so interesting about that?"

"As I sit there, watching the ministers' intrigues and listening to their hidden meanings, it's like sitting in front of a chessboard, watching the black and white pieces, stirring up the situation and tasting the hidden tricks. Every word and sentence is a learning, every action and every word is an article. The court is the pinnacle of wisdom and political schemes. Once you have insight, you will be very happy..."

Feng Yun looked at his serious little face and pinched his palm.

"The road ahead is still long. Learn slowly and walk slowly."

Ruibao shook her hand back, firmly, "I understand. Father has taught me. To be steady, be as calm as Mount Tai. To be diligent, put state affairs first. To be ruthless, do not tolerate or condone. To be benevolent, care about the people. To be virtuous, live up to the people of the world."

Feng Yun laughed.

I wonder if it’s the intoxicating night breeze.

She felt that this time, Pei Gou defeated her.

Her position in her son's heart is clearly higher than hers?

"Mother, when will the war be over?"

The light from the lanterns illuminates the bluestone road.

Feng Yun looked at the feet of two people, one big and one small, moving forward alternately, and her nose suddenly felt sore.

On New Year's Eve one year, Pei Jue took him and Rui Bao like this, not sitting in a sedan chair, but walking slowly back to the palace.

The three people walked faster and more happily.

She said, "When Qi withdraws its troops, my father will come back."

Ruibao asked: "If Qi withdraws its troops, will the war end?"

Feng Yun looked down at his little head and hummed.

She originally wanted to comfort the child, but Ruibao frowned and looked up at her after listening.

"Qi State is bullying us, how can we just stop fighting when they say so?"

Feng Yun was startled: "What about Yi Ruibao's opinion?"

"I think we should seize the opportunity to pursue the victory and attack Taicheng, where we can pull the dog emperor of Qi off the throne and whip him in public."

"Ah?" Feng Yun gave a short, low laugh.

Of course, war is not that easy, but Ruibao said so, so she felt that she could encourage him. "My son has a far-sighted vision and makes a lot of sense."

"My son is still too young."

"Do you want to grow up?"

"Well, if I were older, I could ride a horse and draw a bow, and fight on the battlefield for my father... Then I could defeat the dog emperor sooner, and let my father come back to watch over mother every day, and then mother would be happy."

“……” Feng Yun didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

The palace maids accompanying them couldn't help laughing.

The laughter came from Qilin Pavilion and floated above the imperial city.

Not only the prince was waiting, but the entire people of Xinjing were waiting for the war to end.

The New Year's Eve of the seventh year of Jingning arrived quietly amid such heavy expectations.

It was a very cold winter with heavy snow. Ruibao changed into winter clothes and Feng Yun also put on a thick fur coat.

The inside and outside of the imperial city seemed to be woven into an endless white gauze curtain, which was magnificent.

As far as Feng Yun could remember, the last time he saw such heavy snow was in the winter of the second year of Tianshou.

That year, there was a snowstorm.

Perhaps the atmosphere of the New Year affected Ruibao. When the twelfth lunar month came, he often told Feng Yun about his longing for Pei Jue.

Children's longing is subtle.

It was stronger than when Pei Cong was in Xinjing, but also restrained.

"Mother, please write a letter to Father."

"Remember to tell him that the New Year is coming."

"Also write that we all believe he can win the battle."

"The master said that my father was a god of war. Is Xiao Cheng also a god of war? Why haven't we driven him out of our Dayong land after fighting for so long?"

"Mother, it would be great if father could come back for the New Year. Just like last year, the three of us slept in one bed... Father wanted to coax me to sleep, and then kiss you secretly."

"Mother, has Father replied?"

"I want to see it. I want to see it."

With his father not around, the prince's authority was only in the court.

After court, the children would stick to him and become more and more dependent on him.

And all this reached its peak on New Year's Eve.

Feng Yun didn't know how to deal with the heavy, forbearing, even somewhat shy...love a son had for his father.

Because news from the war at the front was coming increasingly slowly.

The last piece of good news was sent back before the New Year.

The same is true of Pei Jue's letter.

He said, "After the winter, both armies were resting. The meat Yunniang brought was distributed to the soldiers. The soldiers were very happy without fighting and with meat to eat. But I feel regretful that I can't go home for the New Year. I owe you and Ruibao."

He also said: "You and I have been entangled, and I always owe you something. After all my calculations, I find that I owe you more."

He also promised: "I hope that one day I can take you on horseback to all parts of the world. Watch the moon rise over the sea, the stars move, step on the vast mountains and rivers, and enjoy the myriad of scenery."

There are also love words, "I want to say something, but it is inconvenient to put it on paper. You are so smart, you must understand me. A husband with a bad mouth can't coax my wife, so he always wants to give her something, glory, achievement... That's it, take me, I will give you everything."

He sighed, "It's snowing heavily. Will it delay the time it takes for you to receive the letter by a day? The emperor is just like this. He can't stop the snow from falling just to make the woman laugh. Let my wife receive the letter faster..."

Finally, there was only one sentence left, "Yunniang, be well."

This should be the longest letter I have written to Pei Jue since I met her, right?
All the words in my past and present lives combined are not this long.

When he wrote the letter, he must have missed her very much to be so affectionate, right?
Feng Yun started laughing as she watched.

I laughed and then I started crying.

She and Pei Jue couldn't figure out who owed whom.

It’s hard to figure out what happened in this life, let alone the things in the previous life.

What she cares about, of course, is not who owes her more.

But...

This battle cannot continue to be stalemate.

Feng Yun stayed up until three o'clock in the morning, coaxed Ruibao to sleep, went back to her room, took out the letter from Pei Jue from the previous year, read it, and could not sleep at night.

After finally making it to dawn, she sat up and called Xiaoman to prepare some water.

The heating pad was burning very hot, but the coldness in her heart seemed to be unable to be eliminated. She urgently needed to take a hot bath to relieve her emotions and think carefully about countermeasures.

Xiaoman filled the bathtub and brought two buckets of boiling water and placed them aside.

"My lady, if you still need water, please call me."

Feng Yun doesn't like someone to serve her when she takes a bath.

Xiaoman stood outside the curtain.

Feng Yun hummed, undressed, sat in the bathtub, splashed some water on her face, and suddenly lowered her head into the water.

Xiaoman didn't hear any noise for a while. Her heart skipped a beat and she was about to rush in to see what was going on when she heard a sound of water breaking, like a dragon emerging from the sea.

"Xiaoman." Feng Yun said in a deep voice, slowly placed his hands on the edge of the bucket, and shook his hair.

"Go tell General Ao that I have something to discuss with you." (End of this chapter)