Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1350 The pit is 336 meters deep, bustling for miles, with one heart and one sleep
Beimeng has developed from the old Khan to Menghe, and it is already a huge grassland empire.Elite soldiers and brave generals cover a vast territory. Even if Su He has hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses under his command, including the cowardly Xue army from Menghe who went south at the beginning, in terms of overall power, it would be foolish to take down Beimeng.

But Su He uttered harsh words and did what he said.

This behavior is in line with the blood of the grassland people, and has won the support of the generals.

At that time, Su He urgently mobilized the garrisons in Longzhou, Qianzhou and other places, and was about to go north, and grandiosely borrowed troops from Xiao Qian in Bianjing in the name of Beimeng Khan.

The reason he gave was simple.

Wu Rigen was suspected of killing Menghe and asked Xiao Qian to avenge his "righteous brother".

When Meng He was alive, in order to win over Xiao Qian, he did mention the matter of "worshiping as brothers". Most of them took it as a joke, but he knew in his heart that it was just the hypocrisy of two tigers. The other party regarded it as the last feast.Now that Su He's troops are not strong enough to fight Bei Meng, it sounds absurd to ask Xiao Qian, Meng He's "righteous brother", for help, but everyone knows that in terms of war, they only need a reason to send troops.

Sure enough, Xiao Qian was furious when he learned of Meng He's "real cause of death".

Immediately, he wrote back to Suhe, determined to join forces with him to fight against Menghe and avenge the unjust death of Menghe.

The flames of revenge burned heaven and earth, but I don't know if Meng Hequan knows, will he be enraged?

……

Before Xiao Qian decided to send troops to Beimeng, a small group of people in Xiao's army raised objections.

For Xiao Jun at this time, he was Nanrong on one side and Beimeng on the other.The current situation is very obvious, Nanrong is in decline, it is at the end of its strength, and it is obviously easier to fight than the brave and skilled Beimeng.Some people think that even if Xiao Qian wants to eat Beimeng, he should put Nanrong on his stomach first, and wait until the rivers and mountains are stable and the soldiers are strong before going north.

You know how to squeeze persimmons when they are soft, so why do you have to fight hard?

What's more, they started a war with Bei Meng at this time, didn't they obviously give Nan Rong a chance to recuperate?
Everyone has their own opinions during the discussion, but Xiao Qian has absolute decision-making power in the Xiao army.

"Beimeng, I am determined to win! Even if it is a hard bone, I, Xiao Qian, must chew on it!"

In a word, it determines the direction of future wars.

Later historians analyzed that Xiao Qian's insistence on abandoning Nanrong and attacking Beimeng was actually out of unwillingness.He is like a person sitting firmly on a fishing platform, seeing that the fish has already been hooked and the winning ticket is in his hands, but at the moment he lifts the rod, he finds that not only is there no fish, but even the bait on the hook has been eaten up.He was conceited all his life and refused to admit defeat, and he couldn't stand such a fool, so he made the decision to start with the North and then the South.

However, there are also opposing opinions.

Some historians also believe that Xiao Qian's move can be called a world-class gamble, with unique and precise vision, and it can be called a miracle in the history of war.The Beimeng Cavalry at that time was called an "invincible" army. The Beimeng Empire at that time was so huge that Bianjing was a corner, and it was as weak as an ant in front of an elephant.Being between Nanrong and Beimeng, if he chooses to go south, not to mention that even if Nanrong is weak in combat power, he can last for a year or two. Devour together.

……

In July, when the weather gradually turned cold, Xiao Qian and Su He's two armies finally assembled in Yinshan, successfully completed the joint division, and marched towards Hala and Lin in two ways.

This fierce civil war came so suddenly that it was an accident.

The war together caused an uproar in the world.

Everyone in the world is concerned about this fight between siblings on the Mobei grassland.

But all wars are protracted and cruel.But no one expected that this war would last for three years, from the second year of Jingchang to the fifth year of Jingchang...

The road of war is paved with human heads.

In the cycle of day and night, countless people have lost their lives in the long river of history for the peak of the supreme power, and it is over without even a single wave of light.

In May of the fifth year of Jingchang, the little girl's third birthday is approaching.

On Xinglong Mountain, lanterns and festoons are decorated year after year to celebrate the little ancestors.

Even though Xiao Zhi is still a little girl, her birthday, for the Mo family, is second only to "New Year's Eve, Mo Zi's birthday", even more grand than Mo Jiu's own birthday.When this time comes every year, Mo Jiu will start preparations several days in advance.

In this month, Mohist disciples will hang a large number of lanterns on both sides of the road from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. The red lanterns are filled with blessings for Xiao Zhi. From a few days before his birthday, which is the first day of May , Hanging until the end of May, the light of the lanterns stays on all night long.

In the first year, everyone thought that Mo Jiu was looking fresh and lively.

In the second year, everyone felt that she really loved this daughter very much, which was why it took so much trouble.

In the third year, people were a little surprised that she still hung the lanterns in such a grand manner.

Xinglong Mountain is not small, it's not someone's small yard, just hang it up and it will be full.The winding mountain road, from Xinglong Town at the foot of the mountain to the Mohist General Altar on the mountain, is tens of miles away. It is necessary to hang red lanterns, which is not only time-consuming, money-consuming, but also manpower-consuming. It can be said that this is an extremely huge project.If Mo Jiu hadn't made a lot of money for the Mo family, her wasteful behavior would definitely be a "prodigal son".

"Girl, girl..."

Mei'er ran into the room excitedly, her cheeks flushed with heat.

"Another batch of lanterns has been transported down, and they are almost at the foot of the mountain."

Speaking of this, she saw that Mo Jiu was still folding lanterns by the table, so she couldn't help pouting again.

"I said you have bad eyesight, so don't do it yourself. There are so many Mo family members, how can it be your turn? You just refuse to obey."

"Aren't I idle?" Mo Jiu smiled slightly, and looked up at her, "How are the ingredients for Miss's birthday party prepared?"

"In preparation." Mei'er said with a smile, "Senior Brother Cao personally supervised this time. I told him that other things can be put aside for now. Only the little lady's matter is a big deal. But don’t be careless. Mei’er saw it when she came back, and in the open space over the cafeteria, there are neatly arranged wine jars, which are enough for us to set up a three-day feast..."

In the past three years, the relationship between Mei'er and Cao Yuan has become more and more stable, and now there is only one wedding for Cao Yuan to marry her.

Originally, their wedding was going to be held three years ago. Firstly, Mo Fan didn’t wake up, and secondly, Xiao Qian didn’t come back. Meier didn’t like to have her own wedding when her daughter was sad, so she insisted on staying with Mo Jiu, she couldn’t leave her.So the marriage was delayed like this for three years.The two of them were close all day long and saw each other every day, no matter whether it was Cao Yuan or Meier, not only did they not feel wronged, but on the contrary, they were sympathetic to each other for such a decision.

After listening to Meier's description of the excitement outside and the arrangements for the birthday party, Mo Jiu nodded, smiling as usual.

"That's good. Go and see if Miss has taken a nap?"

The child is sleepy, but Mo Jiu will not let her sleep for too long at noon, and has to wake her up when the time comes.

But before she finished speaking, there was a soft and childish voice from inside the curtain.

"Mother, are you calling Zhizhi?"

The voice that belonged to the little milk baby, delicate and crunchy, made Mo Jiu's face soften immediately.

"You little troublemaker, why don't you come out when you wake up?"

With a "wow", the curtain moved slightly, and a small head came out of it, and with a hee hee, the little doll with braids rushed over like a whirlwind, lying heavily on Mo Jiu's lap, with a pair of big black and white eyes. The house is full of nostalgia for mother.

"Mother, thank you, I love you."

"..."

Under Mo Jiu's education, this little girl has a sweet mouth and is also very good at expressing emotions to others.

But today, just after she woke up, Mo Jiu was still surprised to be bleary-eyed and giving sugar to her.

She scratched the little girl's little nose, "Why is Zhizhi so obedient today? Huh? Did you do something wrong again?"

With a snort, the little girl pouted, not happy.

"It seems that people were not good yesterday."

This small mouth is quite neat? !

Mo Jiu's heart was soft and sweet, he laughed, hugged her and sat on his lap, begging for mercy, "Zhi Zhi is not angry, it's all my mother's fault, how can you say that about our little Zhi Zhi? Well, mother This is the right way to ask. Why is Xiao Zhizhi better today, more obedient than yesterday?"

The little girl is young and simple-minded.

After such a coaxing, she immediately became happy.

A pair of long eyelashes are flickering like a fan, and the small jelly-like mouth is opening and closing, full of heart-warming words.

"Grandma said: Mother hangs up lamps and places wine and wine to celebrate Zhizhi's birthday. This is to love her daughter. As a daughter, you must also love your mother. You must know how to feel sorry for your mother. You must do this..." As she spoke, she Xiao Zui leaned over, kissed Mo Jiu on the cheek, and smiled sweetly, "I want to kiss my mother like this."

Mo Jiu's nose was sour, and she looked at her daughter with a smile, her lips pursed tightly.

Such considerate words, coming from a three-year-old child, made her a little unexpected.

The little girl is indeed a smart child, she has been smart since she was a child.

But listening to her so suddenly, Mo Jiu still couldn't help feeling a little hurt.

It's a pity that Liu Lang couldn't see such a good girl.

"Mother!" Xiao Zhi suddenly straightened her face with his small hand, and carefully observed her again, "Are you thinking about Daddy again?"

Mo Jiu was stunned, smiled, held her little hand in his palm, and shook his head, "No. I was thinking that my little Zhizhi's birthday is about to come, what should mother do to fill her little stomach? What? How can I have time to think about him?"

"Mother is lying!"

"Mother didn't..."

"Aunt Mei said that when Mother is not talking, she is thinking of Daddy."

The little girl's eyes are bright, like grapes, exactly like Xiao Qian.When You Qi was staring at her closely, Mo Jiu hardly dared to look at her.

It is said that daughters generally look like fathers.But her daughter also looks a little too much like her father.

Eyebrows, lips, and even expressions occasionally have his shadow.

Liu Lang is also worthy of the title of the most beautiful man in the world, and has passed on his excellent genes to his daughter.At such a young age, the little girl has a face that is too beautiful. Whenever someone sees it, they will stop and watch it. Some people who are brave enough can't help but pinch her face.

But for Mo Jiu, seeing her like this, her longing was like dense vines, climbing to the tip of her heart, entangled her so much that she wished she could put on her wings and fly to Mobei.

"Mother? Did Zhizhi say something wrong?" Seeing that she didn't say a word, the little girl thought for a moment, then said seriously: "Mother, don't be sad. Grandma said, but Daddy didn't come back, Zhizhi and mother just thought about it." He, miss him all the time, and he will come back. Grandma also said, you have to be good, and you have to love your mother for your father, so that when my father comes back, he will also like me. "

"Silly girl!"

Mo Jiu hugged her daughter a little harder.

Hugging her small body tightly in her arms, she suddenly felt that the whole world was filled.

"You are Daddy's daughter, no matter what you look like, Daddy will like you."

"Is that so?" The little girl obviously didn't understand the adults' feelings.

"Of course it is. Did mother coax you? Every time my father wrote to me, he said that he likes Zhi Zhi very much."

"But..." the little girl hesitated, her little mouth pouted slightly, her appearance was extremely cute, "I have never met Daddy before, and I don't know if he is fierce or not, what kind of daughter he likes, what to do Woolen cloth?"

Hugging the little girl tightly, Mo Jiu rested his chin on her small shoulder, closed his eyes suddenly, took a deep breath, and then restrained the choking in his voice, "He likes a daughter like you. Our little straight Straight, she is the best daughter in the world."

When the little girl heard this, she really became happy again.

"Okay!" Being bound tightly, she struggled uncomfortably and freed herself from Mo Jiu's arms, then raised her head and asked innocently: "Then when will my father come back?"

This year, the little girl has asked this question many times.

She is three years old, and she understands some things more and more. Seeing that all her friends have a father, even if Xiao Chonger without a father has an uncle who looks like a father and loves him very much, she will be very envious and often ask Mo this question. Nine.

My daughter is young, so of course I don't know her embarrassment.

Yes, for Mo Jiu, this question was really difficult.

At the beginning, she never thought that the war would last for three years.

And that morning, her words "Go, go" brought about three years of separation.

In the past three years, many things have happened, and she can always receive letters from Xiao Qian.However, she didn't see him at all.In the past, Mo Jiu would definitely follow him to the front of the battle without hesitation.But this time she chose to forbear.Because she is not only a woman, but also a mother, a great son of the Mo family.She didn't want to miss the most important years of her daughter's first birth, she didn't want her daughter to become a poor "left-behind child" at a young age, and she couldn't leave all the affairs of the Mohist family behind for her own selfishness.

If she couldn't fight side by side with him, she could silently support him behind his back.

Fighting is fighting for money. After three years of war, although Xiao Jun was supported by Xie Bingsheng's batch of materials that were priced at the enemy's country, as well as the taxes and donations of the people in Bianjing, Jinzhou and other places year after year, the Mohist is a strong The back-up is the important pillar for Xiao Jun to move forward.With the ace rich merchant of the Mo family, Xiao Jun has no worries.

Military pay, rations, clothing, everything, Mo Jiu did not take care of Xiao Qian.

She thought, the so-called virtuous wife, she Mo Jiu dares to be number one, but no one dares to be number two.

But although they have the same heart, they cannot sleep together——

At some point, Mo Jiu's eyes were a little red. In order not to let her daughter see, she smiled and picked her up and carried her on her shoulders.

"Let's go! Let's go out to see the big red lanterns!"

Mo Jiu was dressed in a men's long robe, with simple hair tied and a light-colored silk sash, and his posture was unrestrained. Even the movement of carrying the child played the role of father by himself.When she strode out of Mojia No. [-], she was carrying the shadow of the little girl caressed by the sun, showing some hazy and lonely beauty.

"Ugh!"

Mei'er looked at her back, bit her mouth, and quickly followed her.

"Girl, slow down..."

The three of them walked slowly towards the Mohist Square, which was being decorated with lights, and walked out through the castle-like gate amidst the enthusiastic greetings of the disciples.At the entrance of the mountain, there is a spacious watchtower, which was completed last year and can be used for military defense. With the cooperation of simple telescopes, you can enjoy the scenery of Xinglong Mountain.

On weekdays, as long as the weather is fine, Mo Jiu will often take the little girl here for a stroll, and the little girl also likes to play with the telescope and ask questions at such times.And Mo Jiu always answered her daughter's "[-] whys" tirelessly.A child's thirst for knowledge combined with Xiao Zhi's intelligence often makes Mo Jiu overwhelmed, but his heart feels softer in such a parent-child relationship.It made her feel that since having a daughter, life seems to have blossomed all the way.It's a pity that in this colorful life, a man, a father, is always missing.

The mountain wind was gentle, blowing Mo Jiu's robe.

She squinted her eyes slightly, wandering between the distant mountains and the near fields.

The forest, reflected by the red lanterns, is full of joy.

For a long time, Mo Jiu looked at that road, which stretched to an unknown distance, with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Mother!" The little girl on the shoulder hugged her head tightly, and asked in a childlike voice, "Why do we hang so many headlights?"

"because……"

Mo Jiu paused, choked his throat, and the corners of his smiling lips rose slightly.

"In this way, when your father comes back to celebrate your birthday, he won't lose sight of the way up the mountain!"

(End of this chapter)