Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

On the bank of the turbid Yellow River, a group of people in ragged clothes and shaved heads were slowly walking on the wooden boards. They walked very slowly in pairs, because they were still in shackles on their feet. These people were prisoners sent from nearby states and counties.

A prisoner raised his head, and the wind blew away the messy hair on his forehead. He squinted to see that a long pontoon on the river was extending towards the opposite bank.

"Hurry up!" The overseer who was wearing a high hat and soap boots urged on the side of the road, raising the wooden stick in his hand to make a move. The prisoners hurriedly lowered their heads, and accelerated their feet a few steps with difficulty.

Not long after, the overseer stopped staring at the prisoners, and turned his head to look south. The prisoners were also very curious, and turned their heads to look at the time.

The Chanzhou Tower stands tall in the depths of sight. It is not surprising. It has always been on the south bank of the Yellow River. But on the post road in the north city of Chanzhou, the cloud-like flags and carts and horses aroused everyone's wait and see, and there seemed to be many people outside the city gate.

... The woven curtain on a large carriage was raised. Fu Jinzhan also looked at the floating bridge on the Yellow River from a distance. She only glanced at it and then let go of the curtain. Fu Jinzhan's shoulders are straight and dignified, with a slight smile on his face.

There were also two women sitting opposite her, facing the opposite direction of the carriage. They were Du and Zhang. On the outside of the carriage, there were some civilian officials, as well as the military commander Du Chenggui, who was the younger brother of the Du family.

Soon there was noisy outside the carriage, and someone said loudly: "The Queen is fortunate to Chanzhou, the officials and people of Chanzhou are all honored, and the ministers and others welcome the Queen to come by..."

Then there was a response from a civil official, who appeared to be the clerk Wang Pu. Sitting in the car, Fu Jinzhan didn't pay any attention.

Du said carefully: "Central Plains and Liao Kingdom have fought for so many years. Is it really necessary to negotiate a peace this time?"

Fu Jinzhan's lips lightly opened, and immediately corrected: "Liao Kingdom is seeking peace, not discussing peace."

"Yes, yes." Du Shi said hurriedly.

Zhang also echoed: "The big Xu army crushes the border and breaks into Jinzhou. At this time, the Liao Kingdom wants to talk, not what is it for peace?" Zhang paused, "Is the official coming to Chanzhou soon?" "

As soon as he spoke, he saw a teasing smile on Du's face, and Zhang suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Fu Jinzhan's eyes were bright, seeing the subtle expressions of the two of them in his eyes, he felt a little unhappy, but he was relieved soon.

Everything now may not be so perfect, but Fu Jinzhan accepted... Guo Shao's existence can make the country strong and stable inside and outside. Even if Fu Jinzhan sometimes tastes jealousy, she also gets more happiness .

After Guo Shao got better, no one dared to threaten Jinzhan, including the powerful foreign invaders, Liao State! When Fu Jinzhan thought of him, he felt particularly safe.

The Zhang clan glanced at the opposite Jinzhan with some fear, looked at it from the left, and said, "Why did the officials choose the southern bank of the Yellow River when they accepted the Liao Kingdom's peace request? Is there anything special about Chanzhou?"

Du Shi took the words: "I don't know either."

Fu Jinzhan didn't say a word, and she didn't know what was special about Chanzhou.

...A few days later, Guo Shao led a group of cavalry to the Yellow River, and the pontoon bridge had been repaired. He rode across the Yellow River and saw a large group of people on the south bank stopping there to greet him.

At this moment, Fu Jinzhan came down from a carriage and looked from a distance.

Guo Shao lightly kicked the black horse's stirrups, and the horse ran forward briskly. "Call!" Guo Shao stopped the horse in advance and let it stop slowly.

Fu Jinzhan looked at him happily, but she still maintained her etiquette. She hugged her jade hand in front of her abdomen, bent her knees and squatted down, and said: "The concubine welcomes the official family, and I wish the official family and the driver will return home. ."

At this time, the surrounding civil and military clasped their fists and said: "The ministers welcome your majesty, your majesty will live forever!"

Guo Shao strode forward, but saw that Fu Jinzhan was wearing a large dress, but the lining was a collar, the skin on the collarbone was white and smooth, a round face, lips, red teeth and white were very gorgeous, his posture was dignified and elegant, with a happy expression. Slightly shy. Guo Shaoton feels blood is flowing, and his body is full of energy that can be used as a night maiden, just like a person who has been hungry all day sitting at the dinner table, always feeling that he can eat a whole table of dishes.

He stretched out his big dirty hand, literally grabbed the soft barley of the marigold, and then said to everyone, "Stop flat."

Guo Shao abandoned his horse and shared the car with Jinzhan. A large group of honor guards and people marched towards Chanzhou City after calling forward. Chanzhou is one of countless cities on the south bank of the Yellow River, and it is extremely lively at this time. The drums on the tower rang in unison, and the people waited and watched. Someone read aloud the achievements of the emperor's personal conquest.

Amid the noise, Guo Shao did not show up. He was sitting in the carriage, only interested in marigolds, and carefully looked at every line of her up and down.

"Anyway, I already know it. When I see my clothes, I can think of what the clothes look like. Isn't there a lot of expectation?" Jinzhan looked at him with a smile.

Guo Shao went out for many days, following her words, and feeling a little bit unable to hold it, he put his hands on the knees of the skirt. Unexpectedly, Fu Jinzhan held his hand and smiled with a blushing face: "There are at least tens of thousands of people outside, and they will all be people when they get off the car. Don't lose your dignity."

"I listen to the marigolds, and be patient." Guo Shao had no choice but to say.

Jinzhan couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty negotiated with the Liao State, why didn't you choose Hebei instead of the nearest one, but come to Chanzhou?"

Guo Shao smiled and said, "If we were in Hebei, then we wouldn't meet so quickly."

Jinzhan glared at him and said, "I'm serious, a little curious."

Guo Shao pondered for a moment and said: "This peace talk is not a trivial matter, it must be a historic landmark event... it will definitely go down in history! In order for this matter to have a catchy name, a little trouble is totally worth it."

"Chanzhou League?" Jinzhan said in a soothing and pleasant voice, but it was a bit catchy.

But Guo Shao still felt that it was not easy enough, and shook his head slightly and said, "There is an ancient lake in the east of Chanzhou City, named Chanyuan. Therefore, this negotiation can be called the ‘Chanyuan Alliance’.”

"The Alliance of Chanyuan..." Jinzhan read it again and smiled, "Your Majesty always has fantastic ideas, sometimes like a teenager stubborn."

Guo Shao smiled and said: "My body is also like a teenager, and I will know if I try Jinzhan."

He hurried nonsense to divert Jinzhan's attention, or else he couldn't explain it clearly. Why must he use a lesser-known ancient lake called "Chanyuan League"? There are so many catchy names.

After hearing this, two red clouds flew up on Fu Jinzhan's face, and his breathing seemed to be heavier than before.

...

On the Hebei Plain, another team heading for Chanzhou was also on their way.

On both sides of the post road, there are large tracts of lush and lush crops. After the Hebei Plain is not disturbed by the rangers, it seems that every inch of the land has been planted with food. There are a few fireworks floating in the field, which are the smoke of "cooked manure" cooked with coal (coal) or burning wood.

The farmer wearing a straw hat stood up from the ground from time to time, watching the armored and sharp soldiers and horses on the post road with a sickle in his hand. It was initially decided in Hebei that the people here were still very nervous when seeing Jiabing; unlike the private households in the Central Plains, they would only watch the excitement in this situation.

In front of the men and horses, Dong Zunjiao swaggered on his horse, and the flag bearer by his side held the Huben Army flag. Behind a group of armored cavalry soldiers, guarding a carriage and a group of Khitans on horseback. Those who are in the cavalry brigade are the Daliao Mission.

One ambassador and three deputy ambassadors were all sitting on the carriage.

Yang Dagon was among the deputy envoys. Yang Dagon was very silent, but he was very calm. The atmosphere in the car was dull, and the chief and deputy envoy were not in a hurry to discuss countermeasures; because of the fact that Xiao Siwen had barely said a word since leaving Wang Zhang.

Xiao Siwen sat in the carriage with his eyes closed, his body swaying along the bumps of the carriage, as if he was asleep. But his bags under his eyes are heavier than usual, and he obviously hasn't slept well for many days.

In Daliao, although many Khitans were unwilling to negotiate with the Southerners, it was useless. Only the one-party state policy propositions such as Yelv Xiezhen were decisive. Yelv Xiezhen also persuaded most nobles, because compared with Xu Guolai, the fact that the birth of a Jurchen insults Princess Daliao and tortures and kills the Khitans makes the people's anger intolerable more than Xu Guolai; the robbery of Gaoli also made the Daliao nobles angry... This kind of thinking is like being beaten by a tall and strong person and you can accept it, and being slapped in the face by someone who you completely despise will make you thunderous!

Xiao Siwen was no longer able to influence the national policy, so he had no choice when this trip was sent to the enemy's door. If he doesn't come, would Yelu Xiezhen come in person?

"Xu Guoren will ask Daliao to be his minister?" A deputy envoy finally spoke.

Another deputy said immediately: "Then what can we talk about? Since Daliao was founded by the patriarch, only other tribes called courtiers. When should they be called courtiers to others? If they make such unreasonable demands and make Daliao suffer humiliation, we will immediately refuse!"

Xiao Siwen opened his eyes and said: "A negotiation under the threat of the enemy's army is simply an alliance under the city. At this time, the negotiation itself is humiliating."

The two deputy ambassadors who spoke just now changed their tone and said one after another ~www.readwn.com~ the meaning of the privy envoy of the North Court, this time, we should try our best to reach a peace agreement. "

Xiao Siwen said: "Then we have to see what the conditions are."

Speaking of this, Xiao Siwen calmly observed Yang Dagon. Yang Dagon was also one of the deputy envoys, but he did not express his opinion.

"Deputy Ambassador Yang?" Xiao Simwen looked at him.

Yang Dagon immediately made a respectful gesture and said: "Duke Xiao is the righteous envoy, and this matter is still in charge of Duke Xiao. However... the North Court Secret Envoy thought that it was not the way to compete with Xu Guo in Changzhi. Make a decisive choice."

After hearing this, Xiao Siwen suddenly said: "Good birds choose wood and live. Deputy Yang himself is also quite talented, and he can be appreciated by the Privy Envoy, which is also beneficial to Daliao."

Yang Dagon said casually: "The Secret Envoy and Xiao Gong are officials in the same court, not outsiders."

Xiao Siwen had nothing to say, looking out from the gap in the carriage, the endless plain, pale and yellow with feces and yellow post roads winding and winding, like a road of no return with unpredictable future.