At the end of sunset, the team that went down to Yinhe came back.

"Hang that thing up and let everyone recognize what it is." When Jin Jiu's whirring voice sounded at the camp, a black finger claw as black as ink was hung on the wooden stand. Almost everyone who had never seen such a big beast had surrounded him.

On the other side, a carriage squeezed out of the crowd, and the carriage was covered with Han Yu wrapped in cloth. After Bai Ning watched the carriage drive over, he reminded Gao Duannian to strengthen his garrison and returned to the big tent.

....

When she woke up from a sleepy state, the woman shook her eyelashes. She could hear the sound of the wind shaking. She opened her eyes slightly and could no longer see the light of the sky through the tent. It was probably night.

Xifu moved his hand and wanted to get up, but found someone beside him holding him tightly.

"…Husband." Xifu reached out to rub the face sleeping next to him, and felt very quiet in his heart, "…I told you not to be so tired, I just don't listen."

Her simple face was pressed against her, and she snuggled in his arms like a kitten. She arched her, Bai Ning leaned her body and gave up a space, reached out to bring her into her arms, and said softly in her ear: "Don't move..."

The woman smiled sweetly, shrank into his arms, and then fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, the wind had stopped, the curtain lifted up a corner, and someone came in. A beam of sunlight shone in from outside, just reflected on her face. A figure with a light on her back came over. Bai Ning, wearing a white robe, quickly closed her eyes again, the bed sank, and sat down to the edge of the soft collapse, and blew the medicine, "Don't pretend to be asleep, it's time to take medicine."

Her eyelashes trembled, Xifu pursed her lips and wanted to hide herself.

"It's so bitter...I don't want to drink it today."

Bai Ning smiled, reached out to turn her over, leaned over and scooped a spoonful and handed it over, and comforted her softly: "...I have to drink no matter how bitter it is, my body is the most important thing."

"oh…"

Xifu opened his mouth and put the spoon on his lips. The brown soup medicine flowed in. His eyes looked at the man who had been feeding her medicine like this for five years.

The medicine bowl was almost over, Xifu held the hand that was about to shrink back, "Mr....you have something to worry about."

"Well, you can see that the lady is now more and more observing her words."

Put down the spoon, put the medicine bowl aside, took out a handkerchief from the cuff, wiped the woman's mouth, and put his hand on his face and pressed it against his mouth.

"... Although the dragon-haired flower has been found, I don't know when it will bloom. It may be tomorrow, maybe several years, and only one night, Madam... This time you have to go back and watch the flowers bloom first, Linglong and Yelu Hongyu will take care of you."

The slender hand was taken away from his mouth, gently pressed against his face, and Xifu looked at him: "What about you... don't you go back with me?"

"I won't go back for the time being. Since I'm here in Hexi, I'd better go north to the grassland to take a look."

"Go to see Xiaopinger?"

Bai Ning nodded, "It's not all. There is also the eagle on the grassland that is about to spread its wings. I have to go and see it with my own eyes, but the most important thing is Xiaopinger. Let's see if I can convince her or... take her back to the Central Plains."

When Bai Ning thought of the restoration of history, he felt that he could not follow it. If history repeats itself, what is the situation he worked hard for? The Jurchens did not come, but Mongolia came... He clenched his fists

He shook his head: "How can a country... sacrifice a woman in exchange for peace? Isn't my millions of men a coward in the mouths of others...it's even more despised?"

Xifu supported himself and sat upright beside the bed, "Well, I support you in this matter, but I don't want you to take the risk to the grassland. Although I haven't been there, I have heard the rumors there. It's not that good, and it's easy to lose my direction. My husband should bring more people, so that he can retreat calmly."

Hearing what she said, Bai Ning sat on the stool and looked at her quietly, then stood up and walked towards her, picked up the curtain, and the sun shone on his side, and said softly: "Go over and take a look first..."

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In early August, the autumn wind blew across the north and turned yellow leaves.

Linhuang Mansion, Shangjing.

Wanyan Zonggan stood under the eaves of the palace and looked at the autumn sky. The white clouds were like catkins and birds returned south. Since Wanyan Zongyan returned south five years ago, he was under unprecedented pressure. Although the army did not explicitly explain the assassination of his people in the army, the secret discussion was definitely not satisfactory.

Yin Shuke, who guarded the northwest, and Wanyan Jiemu in the east had always had a close relationship with Zong Wang. If it weren't for Wanyan Zonghan's thunderous means, the two of them would have led their troops to the capital to question. Even though this matter was suppressed, it would be difficult for the two of them to get involved in the past, and they eventually had to let the emperor's uncle Wanyan Zonghan take charge of the capital again.

For five years, Zong Gan asked his talented children to ask the Han people for learning, and slowly replaced the old ministers of the Liao Kingdom and put them down, so that the Jin Kingdom could rescue the shadow of ordinary wars and plagues.

However, the Jurchens, who had just recovered, have had new troubles this year...

After standing for a moment, Wanyan Zonghan, in the hall behind him, walked over like a bear-like figure. This marshal, who could be said to be one of ten thousand people in the Jin Kingdom, did not make too many moves of surplus. After bowing his hand, he stood beside him and looked at the sky with Zong Gan's gaze.

“What are you looking at?”

"White clouds...flying birds...and black dragons."

A white silver thread was raised and a thick eyebrows frowned: "Black Dragon?" Then, he smiled, "It's thick smoke... In the past year, this incident has really made people worry."

Wanyan Zong tightened his felt clothes tightly, as if he felt a little cold. "I worked hard for five years to manage the autumn harvest this year as before, not so good... Such a tight grain is still being remembered by others, and it is a fire..."

“More than one fire…”

Speaking of this, Wanyan Zonghan's face immediately sank... When the southwest official warehouse in Linhuang Mansion caught fire for the first time, he thought that the guardian officials had dereliction of duty. After looking at the pile of heads, the second official warehouse caught fire again, and this time it burned even more severely, and almost no grain was left in the entire official warehouse.

When the investigation was a malicious act against Shangjing, similar matters were conveyed in Beijing, Nanjing, and Yundingzhou. Only then did I realize that the matter was not only directed at one state and one city, but was implemented by the entire Jin Dynasty.

"I am not afraid of natural disasters... I am afraid that someone will dig out my young master's roots..."

Zong Gan looked at the burly and majestic old man. In the distance of the sky on his side, a black pillar of smoke penetrated into the clouds like a black dragon. He sighed and closed his eyes.

Vagistically.

When they heard the city, the water dragon team pushed the water truck and roared. The panicked people ran around, and the fire was swallowing the food of life.

Zong Han swung his cloak and turned around.
Chapter completed!