In the second year of the Tang Dynasty, August 21, night, Shuofang City.
The sky is far away, and the twilight is vast.
The moonlight is like water, pouring down, and the heaven and earth are like a light veil, waving a puff of smoke, plain and hazy, elegant and lonely.
If you look down from the sky, Shuofang City is brightly lit, illuminating every corner, just like a small sun emitting blazing firelight, melting the cold, ice and snow all over the city.
A candle flickered, the charcoal fire was blazing, and after the door of the barracks was closed, the room was filled with warmth.
The general Qin Huaiyu did not force Zhao Wudi to participate in the celebration banquet in the festival account, but sent someone to bring him two roasted leg of mutton, a plate of cooked beef, half a sheep's face, and a jar of three pulp and a jar of grape wine.
Zhao Wudi and Mo'er sat opposite each other across the brazier, with a low table on each side, on which were placed food, cups and plates, and two silver knives from the Turks.
The meat is very rich, and the wine is also the most popular among the wealthy families, and what is even more rare is that various seasonings such as sauce, ginger foam, and green salt are prepared.
As soon as Zhao Wudi covered the wooden door of the barracks, he separated the cold wind, ice and snow and the noise of the city from the door, and only the two of them were left in the barracks, a young man and a little lady, to talk at night before parting.
In Mo'er's opinion, all this is just Lang Jun's love for her, and she can't bear to see her spend a long night alone.
And in Zhao Wudi's heart, he regarded this night as their last reunion, after tonight, they will be separated tomorrow, who knows if they can see each other again.
He hid alone in the city, looking for an opportunity to burn down the city, giving the Mosi army a head-on blow, consuming his forces and forcing him to retreat.
This is easy to say, but it is more difficult to do, even if it can be successfully set on fire.
But after setting the fire, Zhao Wudi was in the center of the fire, and in the face of various possible accidents, he was really not sure whether he could get out of the way.
Although this trip was full of crises, he had to do it for the sake of Qin Huaiyu, for Wei Wenchang, for the sake of the nearly 10,000 soldiers, and for himself.
Who let him put on a strong and moody female emperor?
Zhao Wudi cut some of the various meats first, put them on plates, and offered them in front of the spirits of Mo'er's parents, and poured a bowl of Sanle pulp and grape brew each, lit three incense sticks, and bowed a few times.
Then, he and Mo'er ate a large piece of meat together, drank a big bowl, and enjoyed the tenderness and sweetness between the two.
He drank three pulp, Mo'er drank grape wine, and unconsciously got a little drunk, perhaps, it's not about wine, but about wine and everyone is drunk.
"Bang Bang Bang" Zhao Wudi couldn't help frowning, and then muttered: "Who is so uninteresting, could it be that Qin Dashan, the talented old man, can't beat him?"
Seeing Zhao Wuving's gritted teeth, Mo'er couldn't help but smile and said, "Lang Jun, don't say that, Brother Qin, is it good Lang Jun didn't say that if the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight."
We will have a long life in the future, Lang Jun will rest, and the slave will open the door. ” Mo'er opened the door, paused for a moment, and said in surprise: "Why is General Wu here?"
"Hehe, Miss Mo'er, I've been a villain this time, please don't be surprised."
It turned out that the villain outside the door was not Qin Dashan's killer, but Wu Youji, Zhao Wushu naturally couldn't be indifferent, as long as he was polite, let him in.
"General Wu didn't drink at the festival tent, but he came to me and didn't know what to say," Zhao Wudi asked curiously.
This Wu Youji looks polite, has a very good cultivation, and has the demeanor of a scholar, but he is not like those killers in the border army, and he should not have done such a presumptuous thing.
Wu Youji looked at Zhao Wudi with apologetic eyes, and said with a sneer: "Brother Zhao, I also know that I shouldn't come to disturb the two, but I will escort the wounded soldiers to Xincheng with Wei Sima early tomorrow morning."
Zhao Wudi couldn't help but feel nervous when he heard this, for fear that Qin Huaiyu would accidentally reveal what he had left behind, and he couldn't care about being rude, so he quickly interrupted Wu Youji's words, and said with a smile: "Just because this is not life and death, is it worth it for you to rush over."
Ah, by the way, General Wu, our family Mo'er will also be the first to leave tomorrow, and I also ask General Wu to take care of our family Mo'er. ” "This is not Xiao Brother Zhao's instructions, and a certain person will save it."
Wu Youji nodded, and continued: "The general said in public tonight, and in the future, the little lady Mo'er will be his daughter-in-law, the in-law of the old Qin family.
In addition, Brother Zhao, you have been hiding it so hard, and it is not until tonight that you know about the marriage between you and the little lady Mo'er.
No, a certain person came to say hello to you and the little lady Mo'er, who knew that it would make Brother Zhao unhappy. ” "This one, Brother Wu, I'm the one you know, ah, since that Brother Wu is here to say goodbye, there won't be just a fluttering word, I didn't express it."
Zhao Wushu pulled around, which was regarded as covering up the embarrassment, and then, he reached out to ask for a congratulatory gift, but the little girl Mo'er blushed.
"Ah, hahaha, understood, understood.
So-and-so is someone who has come over.
Wu Youji said as he took out a string of beads from his arms and handed them to Zhao Wuyi.
Zhao Wudi was a son of a family in his previous life, and he also had a certain knowledge of jewelry and antiques, only to see that there were a total of thirty-six beads in this string, as big as a pigeon's egg, crystal clear, and moist to the touch, and the most rare thing was that the size of the beads was average, and there was almost no difference.
Zhao Wushu can be regarded as having seen the world in his previous life, but his hands are a little trembling at this time, any bead of this kind is worth a thousand gold, not to mention the thirty-six that are generally unique, and its value is immeasurable.
"General Wu, this gift is too valuable, we dare not accept it."
Zhao Wushu refused to refuse.
The beads were round and jade, and they did not have any smell, so it is unlikely that they were trophies from the Turks.
In Zhao Wudi's opinion, it is very likely to be the heirloom of the Wuyou Ji family, and the relationship between the two of them has not yet risen to this point.
"What's this just a string of beads, compared to what you gave me, brother" Wu Youji secretly looked at Mo'er, swallowed the following words, and didn't say anything about giving credit.
After all, this is not a glorious thing, and it can't be put on the table, and the fewer people who know about it, the better.
In Wu Youji's opinion, although Mo'er's little girl is Zhao Wu's invincible woman, few women can keep secrets, and it is better to hide it from women for big things.
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Since Wu Youji was involved in the matter of him giving away the credit for capturing Kubli, Zhao Wushu couldn't shirk it.
"Then thank you General Wu, come and come, it's better to meet by chance, since General Wu is here, let's have a drink" Zhao Wudi warmly invited Wu Youji to sit down, and he was a guest, not to mention that he was still a guest who gave a heavy gift, not to mention that a glass of water and wine was too lazy
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