Return of the Swallow

Ever since Qin Yining became pregnant, Pang Xiao has been as happy as if he was celebrating the New Year every day. In addition, Tao Jun also wanted to retain Pang Xiao and slow down his return to Beijing, so he arranged banquets every day, making Pang Xiao's life even more relaxed.

When Pang Xiao and the brothers of Long Xiangjun gathered together, they would naturally not invite Yi Binghu.

Whenever Yi Binghu heard that Pang Xiao had a drink with someone again, or had a discussion with someone and was constantly praised, he felt as uncomfortable as a cat's claw.

This man has obviously committed a serious crime of treason, so why can he still live such a happy life? His wife is pregnant, people around him respect and respect him more and more, and even the voice of the people is getting louder and louder.

But when he came with the order, he was left hanging aside like dried vegetables. Not to mention that the people of Longxiang Army ignored him, and even the people in the Gyeonggi camp he brought with him refused to listen to his orders. I have never respected him as much as I did when I met Pang Xiao.

Yi Binghu felt that his days were like years.

If Pang Xiao is allowed to continue to live freely, he wonders if the Holy Emperor will be angry with him after returning to the capital. Although the will of the Holy Spirit comes from His Majesty, it is common for them to be angered if they do things that are not in line with His Majesty's will.

Compared with Yi Binghu's suffering, Qin Yining's life was unprecedentedly comfortable.

Except for going to the banquet, Pang Xiao basically spent the rest of the time by her side, serving tea and water, squeezing her shoulders and beating her legs, feeding her water and food. Even Chu Gong wanted to hug her, but she kicked her aside with a blushing face. .

Although Qin Yining lost her appetite every day and often felt nauseous, she was very happy to be cared for by Pang Xiao so carefully.

On this day, Pang Xiao said goodbye to Tao Jun again: "I really have to go. It's almost spring now, and the journey on the road will be slower. I guess it's almost summer when I return to the capital. It's been delayed for too long. Where is the Holy Spirit? It’s hard to explain.”

After getting along with each other for nearly a month, Tao Jun also saw that Pang Xiao was determined to return to Beijing, and it was not the same thing to drag Pang Xiao here all the time. Yi Binghu is a person who makes sugar not sweet but vinegar must be sour. , if we really ask him to file a complaint, it will be difficult to handle.

Thinking of this, Tao Jun could only sigh and said: "Your Majesty, you must treat this with caution. I am listening to your good news at the border."

Pang Xiao smiled and nodded, patted Tao Jun on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your kindness. Thank you for taking care of me during these days."

"What the hell. The prince is Bi Shang's good friend and the God of War worshiped by the brothers. What I have done is nothing. I cannot deserve the prince's thanks. If we have the chance to meet again in the future, we must get drunk again."

Pang Xiao nodded with a smile and said seriously: "Okay, we'll get together tomorrow."

Pang Xiao went back to make arrangements for departure, while the servants were busy packing their luggage.

As soon as there was any movement here, Yi Binghu finally breathed a sigh of relief. He secretly thought about the next Tianshu Pass and Tianmen Pass, but he must not let Pang Xiao delay like this, otherwise the journey back to the capital would not be completed in a year.

However, Yi Binghu's worries were unnecessary. Pang Xiao had no intention of delaying the journey, and he would not deliberately delay the next journey. Although the guards at Tianshu Pass and Tianmen Pass were still very kind to Pang Xiao, Pang Xiao only stayed for a day or two before setting off again.

Seeing that the four major border crossings had been passed, and the road was smooth, and he was getting closer and closer to the capital, Yi Binghu could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Anyway, the closer they get to the capital, the more people they have, and the less likely Pang Xiao is to do anything he wants to do.

Yi Binghu finally had a smile on his face that had been stretched out for a month.

However, he stopped laughing after a few days.

Because the Holy One ordered Yi Binghu to be patient with Pang Xiao and allow Pang Xiao to return to the capital with the prince's ceremonial guard, the people along the way knew the news that Prince Zhongshun returned to the capital with the princess.

The princess killed the previous Khan of the Tatars. The prince is also a powerful hero in the world. The people highly respected the couple. In addition, Li Qitian had previously told the world that Pang Xiao had committed treason and defected to the Tatars. Now he appeared in front of people with the princess, and he still acted like a prince.

This is extremely thought-provoking.

The common people discussed it, and the scholars also discussed it.

In the end, public opinions were divided into two groups. One group felt that Pang Xiao had made great contributions to the Zhou Dynasty, and the princess had killed the Tatar Khan. Being rumored to be treason must be because someone spread rumors to cause trouble, and the emperor should severely punish those who spread rumors. Another group of people thought that the Holy Emperor must be afraid of Prince Zhongshun's military exploits, so he would create rumors, which reminded people of the incident of Pang Zhongzheng.

Of course, no one dared to say the second kind of comment loudly. Usually, a group of people would whisper in secret. But this kind of speculation is even more acceptable because it involves royal secrets.

Pang Xiao naturally noticed some people spreading these remarks along the way, but he didn't take them seriously. His mind was already occupied by Qin Yining.

I don't know whether it was because her body was too weak or because she was too tired during the boat ride. Qin Yining has been feeling uncomfortable since she got in the car. The feeling of nausea and vomiting became more and more intense with the bumpy journey. It would be fine if the road conditions were smoother. , but sometimes the road was full of potholes, the map was uneven, and the carriage was bumpy. Qin Yining almost vomited everything he ate. In the end, Pang Xiao felt distressed. When he encountered such a journey, he simply wrapped Qin Yining in a mink velvet cloak and hugged him horizontally. Riding with him in front of you.

Yi Binghu was extremely anxious along the way. But urging or not has no effect at all. The speed of progress depends on whether the princess is comfortable. As a result, Yi Binghu even felt that the journey would be delayed until the end of the year before he could reach the capital.

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The Huben Army camp, seven hundred miles outside the capital, has almost become a part of the scenery here. Continuous military camps were built along the mountains, and a team of 100,000 people was stationed here, forming a town.

In the Chinese army's tent at the Huben Army camp, Ji Zeyu, wearing a fiery red turtleneck-patterned coat, was standing in front of a rather large map with his arms folded in thought.

On that map, it was obviously the terrain of the four northern passes and the Tatar border. The details include mountains, rivers, streams, and even a forest, which shows that Ji Zeyu has been guarding the northern border for many years and knows a lot about the border.

The great eunuch Li Guanwen frowned and bowed, and had been standing behind Ji Zeyu for almost a stick of incense.

When he arrived, Ji Zeyu remained motionless in this posture.

He conveyed the Holy Master's question, but Ji Zeyu didn't seem to hear it.

Li Guanwen couldn't help but wonder, was Prince Consort Ji thinking about some big issue of marching and fighting, so he didn't hear him at all?

Li Guanwen hesitated and wanted to ask again, but he was afraid of interrupting Prince Consort Ji's train of thought. He stood there bored, so he tilted his neck to peek at the map, but Li Guanwen's activities every day were only one-third of an acre within the palace wall. After looking at it for a long time, I still didn't understand where the map was.

Li Guanwen had no choice but to continue waiting patiently, thinking that people who practice martial arts are particularly sensitive to the food around them. Maybe Prince Consort Ji would soon find out that there was a big living person standing behind him.

After waiting like this, it’s tea time again.

Li Guanwen finally became impatient with waiting.

He is a popular person in front of the Holy Master. He is flattered most of the time when he is walking outside. There are not many times when he is ignored like now. Although Ji Zeyu is now the commander-in-chief of the Huben Army and still has the status of Prince Consort, he is still sent by the Holy One to deliver messages. Treating him like this is tantamount to being indifferent to the Holy One.

Thinking of this, Li Guanwen coughed, but he did not dare to startle anyone, so he asked again what he had just said in a low voice: "Ji Prince Consort, what the Lord wants to ask is how well do you control the Huben Army now?" To what extent is it going? You tell me, slave, and I will go back to the Holy One, so that the Holy One can feel at ease."

Ji Zeyu did not answer, but still looked at the map.

Li Guanwen didn't get a response, and he felt as if grass had grown in his heart. He was anxious, irritable, and displeased at being neglected.

"Ji Prince Consort? This servant is here on behalf of the Holy Spirit to ask you about your mastery of the Huben Army."

Still no answer.

Li Guanwen almost suspected that Ji Zeyu was about to stand like a statue.

Just when Li Guanwen was irritated and wanted to ask again, Ji Zeyu suddenly turned around and looked at Li Guanwen coldly with a pair of clear peach blossom eyes.

The coldness in his eyes almost froze Li Guanwen's whole body. Even though he was wearing a fiery red suit, the burning red made him look like he was carved out of ice and snow, making him look even more cold, arrogant, noble and unattainable.

Li Guanwen was stunned for a moment and trembled all over.

At the same time, Ji Zeyu said coldly: "Here comes someone."

"yes."

A team of ten people rushed outside the tent and saluted in unison, "Marshal!"

Ji Zeyu tapped Li Guanwen with his fair and slender fingers, "One hundred big boards. Drag it down."

"Yes!" The visitor immediately responded, grabbing Li Guanwen and dragging him out without saying a word.

Li Guanwen was so frightened that he dropped the rhinoceros-handled fly whisk in his hand and his hat was crooked. He said in a sharp voice: "What does Ji Prince Consort mean? This slave is here under orders. Is it possible that you have any objection to treating this slave like this?" "

Even though Li Guanwen yelled like this, the person who dragged him still didn't hesitate at all, and dragged him out of the tent with all his strength.

Li Guanwen thought to himself: It's over, it's over, why are you so unlucky to meet Ji's consort and want to rebel! Holy lord, this slave has become a leader for you. You can kill this slave!

Under the tug, Li Guanwen was so frightened that he shed tears.

Unexpectedly, just when the visitor lifted the curtain and was about to take Li Guanwen down, Ji Zeyu suddenly said, "Let him go, you all can go down."

The ten people felt a little strange, but they did not question it. They all saluted "yes" and lined up neatly to retreat.

Ji Zeyu and Li Guanwen were the only two people left in the tent.

Ji Zeyu said calmly: "Do you understand?"

Li Guanwen sat slumped on the ground and gasped for breath. His face was so frightened that it was even whiter than the white paper. After a long time, he finally lost his breath. He looked up blankly at Ji Zeyu who stood in front of him with a cold face. The brain that had been frightened and stopped just now regained the ability to think.

"I understand what Prince Consort Ji means."