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Volume 7: Joking about drinking the blood of Huns Chapter 18: Misunderstanding

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    Update time: 2010-04-15

    The lantern hanging high in front of Xiao Jiuyamen's office has the word "Anxi" written in official script on it. Over the past year or so, countless soldiers and soldiers have shed blood on the desert, just to let the horse thieves see this from a distance.  With two words, he looked into the wind and fled.

    "Li Dutou, what was the result of contacting Yizhou Governor Chen Zaili this time?" Xiao Jiu, who was buried in the papers, raised his head and smiled gently at him.

    Li Lang looked at his nose with his eyes, his nose at his heart, his face as sinking as water, his hands clasped into his fists, and he said in a deep voice: "Informing General Xiao, Chen Zaili, the governor of Yizhou, has decided to lead all the soldiers and civilians in the state to invest in Anxi, and I'm just waiting for you to go and appease him."

    "What?" Xiao Jiu was overjoyed and sent Li Lang and more than a hundred people to contact Yizhou. Originally he only wanted to join forces with Chen Zaili to deal with the horse thieves, but he never expected that Li Lang could actually persuade Chen Zaili to come back.

    Chen Zaili, the general of Yizhou Prefecture, is a remnant of the Four Towns of Anxi. His ancestors have been generals in Yizhou since the tenth generation. After the imperial court transferred the main force of the Four Towns of Anxi back to the Central Plains, the Tubo and Uighurs invaded one after another. The Chen family generals and  The surrounding barbarians meandered and struggled to maintain the situation until today.  Chen Zaili had nearly 3,000 elite soldiers under his command, all of whom were elite soldiers who had been tempered in battles with Uighurs and horse thieves. Chen Zaili himself was also regarded as the leader of the remaining four Anxi towns in the Western Regions.  Since the Jiaorong and Lianrui armies entered the Western Regions, although they had conquered many Han soldiers and defended themselves, most of them only had a few hundred soldiers, or simply some armed villages. Anxi, which had been entrenched in the Western Regions for nearly two hundred years, had  Chen's surrender was really an added bonus.

    "The Chen family has held Yizhou for hundreds of years. Although they have no ill feelings towards our army, they are always unwilling to surrender. I wonder why they are so straightforward this time?" Xiao Jiu looked up and suddenly found that Li Lang's cheeks were as white as paper.  His expression changed and he asked: "Liu Lieutenant, are you seriously injured?"

    Li Lang held his right hand on the lower side of his left shoulder and said with a forced smile: "It's okay, I was bitten by a thief."

    Xiao Jiu's face darkened when he saw this, and he shouted: "Since you are injured, after you hand in the order, you can quickly return to the camp for treatment and recuperation. Report the situation in Yizhou to me tomorrow, or you can send a sergeant here who can give you the best advice."  Just report it." He knew Li Lang's identity well.  From the perspective of the Anxi Army, there are descendants of the Jinling Li family and the Houshu Meng family in the army. In the future, Jiangnan and Shuzhong can be passed down.  From a personal point of view, Xiao Jiu has also been a minister of Tuogu, so naturally he does not want anything to happen to Li Lang.

    Li Lang originally wanted to report the matter clearly before returning to the camp to take care of the injury. The severe pain at the wound became stronger and stronger. If it weren't for his perseverance, he might have fainted from the pain.  His back was soaked with sweat, so he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, General Xiao, for your sympathy." He turned around and walked out of the main hall slowly.  Xiao Jiu stared at his back, thoughtfully.

    Li Lang rode his war horse back to the military camp swaying far away. He had just relied on this brute strength to hold on to his energy. Now that he had handed in the order, his whole body relaxed. Severe pain and fatigue hit him like a tide, and he almost died.  To faint immediately.  The scenes during this trip to Illinois were dazzling before my eyes like a revolving lantern.

    "Submit to the imperial court, why should we submit to the imperial court? What benefits did the imperial court give us? The Han people in the Western Regions beheaded and spilled their blood to reclaim this land. With a single order from the imperial court, the great country was handed over to others. The people of the four towns were all reduced to alien cattle and horses.  Where was the court when we were slaves and maids? Where was the court when the Han people in the Western Regions were bleeding like rivers and their wives and children were separated? From the Han to the Tang Dynasty, from the Tang to the Song Dynasty, we, the people of the Western Regions, were just abandoned sons in the eyes of the court.  "The indignant face of Cai Lian, the commander of the Yizhou Cavalry Army fighting alongside him, appeared in front of him.  It was Cai Lian who led fifty cavalrymen to intercept three hundred horse thieves, and was eventually killed by Hu Chen. His head was still wide-eyed with anger when it was picked up on the horse's pole, and Li Lang didn't dare to look at it with such intense gaze.

    "Asshole, we are the Han army, of course the soldiers' tombstones must be engraved with Chinese characters!" Chen Zaili, the general of Yizhou, angrily scolded a craftsman who accidentally asked whether the names of fallen soldiers should be engraved with Uighur characters or Chinese characters on the tombstones.  It has been hundreds of years since Yizhou fell, and for a long period of time, the Tibetans and the Uighurs were sued for peace, offering land, children, and treasures. These humiliating memories are the scars that cannot be opened in the hearts of past Chen family guards.  For hundreds of years, the Tubo and Uighurs lived and multiplied in Yizhou, living together with the Han people, and gradually there was a trend of interbreeding.  One of the principles guarded by General Chen to maintain the uniqueness of Yizhou is that only Chinese is spoken in the army, and only Chinese characters are engraved on tombstones after death.

    The wound on the left chest felt like burning pain again, and with a "pop" sound, it was the leader of the horse thieves who stabbed him. He only had to move downwards and upwards a few minutes to stab the center. For some reason, he seemed to  He couldn't feel the pain, so he didn't wait for the cool tip of the spear to rotate and stir, and he grabbed the stem with his left hand.

    "Drink!" Tian shouted, and finally there was a sense of fear in the eyes of the enemy opposite him. Before he could let go and dodge, he used all his strength, held back the pain, and pulled the stick out.After pulling the knife for a few minutes, the knife in his right hand fell, standing on the enemy chief's neck, and blood splattered all over himself.  When the enemy chief was decapitated, he cut off the thorn pole himself and carefully removed the enemy chief's head from Cai Du's head behind the horse's buttocks.

    Seeing the military camp approaching and the lights in his tent flickering in sight, all Li Lang's perseverance seemed to have finally been exhausted. After a wave of angry pain hit him, his vision went dark and he leaned limply on his horse.

    In the darkness, only a sweet smell could be smelled. Li Lang seemed to have returned to the old days of Jinling, where the carefree prince and grandson, the fragrant and handsome man, and the Yue girl Wu Wa, had it not been for a big change, the master would have brought him here.  In the northwest, I'm afraid Li Tianhe will always be a troubled young man who doesn't understand the sufferings of the world and plays with words all day long.  Father, mother, aunt, master, and many other robed faces in the army were suddenly far and near, bright and dark. In the haze, the master suddenly wore a yellow robe and a golden crown on his head. The officers and soldiers of the three armies all shouted to him, "Long live forever."  When looking at his left and right empresses, one was Huang Nushi, and the other was the face of Xiao Zhouhou. She looked at the master with indescribable affection and affection, just like when her aunt entered the palace.  The same look he looked at his father.  Li Lang wanted to shout loudly, but these three people accepted the worship of the army and the people, and no one even looked at him.  He wanted to run over and question his master and aunt, but his body could not move.  With a sudden force, Li Lang opened his eyes, only to find that he was already lying in the tent in the camp.  The armor on his body has been untied, and a pair of plain hands is carefully wrapping a bandage on himself.

    The Anxi Army's bandage was specially soaked in herbs and alcohol by the craftsman camp. It was wrapped around the wound. After the severe burning sensation and pain, there was a comfortable cooling sensation. Li Lang's wound had a tendency to become festering and malignant. Fortunately,  He was discovered in time after he fainted that day. After that, people would scrape off the carrion and clean his wounds every day. Moreover, he was 16 years old, which is the time when life is most vigorous in a person's life. Such a serious injury also improved.  Come over.

    Li Lang was grateful in his heart. He turned around and was about to say thank you, but his words were stuck in his mouth. It turned out that the person who changed his dressing and bandaged his wounds was the empress Zhou who had a transcendent and noble status in Dunhuang City.  "You finally woke up. The doctor said that as long as the person wakes up, the injury is less than half healed, but it still needs more rest." Zhou Hou put one hand around Li Lang's ribs, took away the bandage, and used the other hand to  Holding the other end, he carefully tied a smooth knot on his side, and then cut off the bandage with the scissors he brought with him.  During the siege of Lanzhou, she often accompanied Huang Wen to inspect the injured, and she was already familiar with these healing methods.

    Li Lang moved the corner of his mouth and whispered: "Thank you, auntie."

    Queen Zhou's eyes flashed and she asked: "Tianhe, why did you change your title? Your mother entrusted you to me, and my aunt is just like your mother." During these days, Li Lang always avoided talking to Queen Zhou.  When we meet, even if we meet occasionally, we always say a few words and then leave. Today, he was seriously injured and has been in coma for several days. Zhou Hou ignored the suspicion and took care of him when he woke up. Who would have thought that the first thing he said would be  The previous title of "mother" was changed to "aunt".  That was the name Li Tianhe used to treat Zhou Wei, who was named his boudoir, before her death.

    Li Lang was silent for a long time, smiled bitterly, and said: "There is no Jinling Li Tianhe in the Anxi army. There is only Li Lang, the centurion of the teaching army. My father has been living in seclusion in Bianliang and has been granted the title of Duke of Longxi. He will no longer  She is the emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and my aunt is Mrs. Zhou, who is respected by millions of soldiers and civilians in Hexi. With the changes in the sea and the changes in people, this title must of course be changed." Although he was under twenty, his words were full of emotion.  The desolate tone is like the tone of a middle-aged man who has experienced the world.

    Zhou Hou took a breath of cold air. She didn't expect that Li Lang misunderstood her so deeply. She was originally angry because Li Tianhe didn't care about his own safety and got injured in the battle. She angrily scolded: "Tianhe,  How can you say such a thing? You are of the Jinling Li family and a member of the imperial family. How can you abandon yourself? Although your father is temporarily living in Bianliang, General Chen will rescue him sooner or later, but our family can be reunited. I and  There is no such thing as compromise between your masters." After saying this, her pretty face turned red and she didn't want to explain any more. She just looked at Li Lang angrily. Zhou Wei had never been so misunderstood and wronged by her relatives since she was a child. If it weren't for  My sister entrusted this son to her with her own words, almost taking off the bandages he had just wrapped.

    Li Lang looked at Zhou Hou's indignant look and smiled bitterly in his heart. This is the true face of his aunt.  The gentleness and tranquility on weekdays were the character of his own mother. Since Zhou Wei entered the palace and took over her sister's position, she put away the strong willfulness of her girlhood and deliberately imitated her sister's behavior and demeanor, so Li Tianhe  Sometimes he would vaguely see the shadow of his mother in his aunt, but after he arrived in Lanzhou and Hexi, he was older and had a lot more experiences, so he could naturally tell the difference between his aunt's original temperament and his real mother.  difference.

    Note: Wang of the Song Dynasty said in "Mo Ji""After the little Zhou Dynasty, when the lord of Li State returned to the court, he was granted the title of Mrs. Zheng Guo. He followed his wife into the palace. Every time he entered the palace for several days, he would burst into tears and curse his lord, which would be heard outside, but he would avoid him tactfully.  It." After Li Yu was poisoned, Xiao Zhouhou was so worried and angry that he died.

    The author speculates that the Great Zhou Empress should be more gentle and virtuous, while the Little Zhou Empress should be stronger. If she was willing to serve the emperor, she would not need to be forced by the palace maids, and she would not end up like this.

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