Nagato has a thin waist

After Pei Jue led his troops to Dan County, the momentum of the Qi army was much weaker than before. But Xiao Cheng's work in the past few years was not in vain. The combat effectiveness of the Qi army was no longer comparable to that of the three years of Xinghe. They had strong armor and excellent machinery. They were a strong army that could attack cities and seize land, and could defend the country.

After several battles, the victory and defeat were half and half, and it was difficult to tell the difference for a while.

Although this was related to Xiao Cheng's preemptive move, it was enough to prove that Xiao Cheng, the opponent, had really grown fat.

Of course, Feng Yun was not surprised.

He had always been like this.

If he was given more time, it would be a matter of time for him to take the world into his pocket.

Hou Zhun was right in saying that if there was Yu, why was there Liang.

If there had not been Pei Jue in the Jin Dynasty in the previous life, how could the country have lasted so long?

I just don't know, after Pei Jue left, did Xiao Cheng cross the Huai River in a big way and destroy the puppet court of Li Sangruo and his daughter?

Because of the war, this year seemed particularly long.

From the beginning of summer to the cold winter, it was just a few months, as if it had gone through several springs and autumns.

The war in the front diluted the New Year atmosphere. Feng Yun didn't even have the mind to prepare New Year's goods. She only asked Alou to do it.

As for the things in the court, Tang Shaogong's reminder made her take it to heart.

She didn't ask about it personally, but went to Pei's house to "ask" General Pei.

The daughter-in-law brought her grandson to the door in person, and her words were sincere. Pei Chong had someone push the wheelchair to the court the next day--

After Pei Chong ascended the throne, how to reward his still living father had caused controversy in the court. The ministers had different opinions and believed that they needed to weigh them again and again to avoid the father and son fighting for power.

Pei Chong didn't care much about those discussions. According to the ancient rituals, he respected Pei Chong as the "Grand Emperor". His deceased adoptive mother was also named the Queen Mother and given a title to show her filial piety.

However, Pei Chong did not enter the palace.

There can't be two "emperors" in one imperial city. Pei Chong understood the subtleties very well. He didn't want to embarrass Pei Chong, and didn't want anyone to find any handle to affect the relationship between father and son.

After receiving the reward, Pei Chong used the inconvenience of his legs and feet as an excuse to stay in Pei Mansion all year round. Usually, only his daughter Pei Yuan was by his side. Even if it was a banquet or sacrifice in the court, he never participated.

Pei Chong and Feng Yun went back to pay their respects, which was also a family happiness.

Who would have thought that the "emperor who never left the house would suddenly come and announced bluntly:

During the emperor's expedition, he and the crown prince Pei Jun would supervise the country.

Feng Yun didn't know what kind of expression Tang Shaogong had when he saw Pei Chong in the court. Anyway, she was in a better mood. That day, she asked the kitchen to prepare some meals suitable for the taste of the elders, and personally brought them to Guangyang Hall, and took Ruibao and Pei Chong to have dinner together.

After coming out of Guangyang Hall, Ruibao held her hand and was a little silent.

Feng Yun thought of something and asked him sideways, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about my father."

After saying that, Ruibao looked up again, "Mother, what about you?"

"That's right." Feng Yun smiled.

Ruibao imitated the adults and sighed.

"Sitting in the court, I finally understand my father's hard work."

Feng Yun chuckled and asked subconsciously, "Does Ruibao like it?"

She still remembered the pain on Yuan Shangyi's little face when he said over and over again that he didn't want to be the emperor and that the palace was a cage.

She hoped Ruibao would be happy.

She was afraid that he would be another Yuan Shangyi.

"Yeah." Ruibao replied lightly, and then suddenly nodded heavily, "I find it very interesting."

"Oh? What's interesting about it?"

"I sit there, watching the ministers' intrigues and listening to their hidden meanings, just like sitting in front of a chessboard, watching the black and white pieces, stirring up the situation, and tasting the hidden tricks. Every word and sentence is a learning, every word and action is an article. The court is the pinnacle of wisdom and power. Once you have insight, you will be very happy..."

Feng Yun looked at his serious little face and pinched his palm.

"There is still a long way to go, learn slowly and walk slowly."

Ruibao also shook her hand back, heavily, "I understand, my father has taught me. Be steady and be as stable as Mount Tai. Be diligent and focus on national affairs. Be ruthless and don't tolerate or indulge. Be kind and care about the people. Be virtuous and live up to the people of the world."

Feng Yun laughed.

I don't know if it was the night wind that intoxicated her.

She felt that this time, Pei Gou won her.

Her position in her son's heart was clearly higher than hers.

"Mother, when will the war end?"

The light of the lantern illuminated the bluestone road.

Feng Yun looked at the feet of the two people, one big and one small, walking forward alternately, and her nose suddenly felt sore.

One New Year's Eve, Pei Jue took him and Rui Bao like this, not sitting on the sedan chair, and walked slowly back to the palace.

The three people walked faster and more happily.

She said: "When Qi withdraws its troops, my father will come back."

Rui Bao asked: "If Qi withdraws its troops, will the war end?"

Feng Yun looked down at his little head and hummed.

She originally wanted to comfort the child, but Rui Bao frowned after listening and raised his eyes to look at her.

"Qi is bullying us, how can we just stop fighting when they say so?"

Feng Yun was shocked: "What about Ruibao's opinion?"

"I think we should pursue the victory and fight to Taicheng, pull the dog emperor of Qi off the throne, and whip him in public to satisfy our desire."

"Ah?" Feng Yun laughed briefly.

War is certainly not that easy, but Ruibao said so, so she thought she could encourage him.

"My son has a far-sighted vision and it makes sense."

"I am still too young."

"Do you want to grow up?"

"Well, if my son is older, he can mount his horse, draw his bow, and fight on the battlefield for his father... In this way, he can defeat the Dog Emperor earlier and let his father come back and guard his mother every day, so that his mother will be happy."

"..." Feng Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The accompanying palace people also couldn't help but laugh.

Laughter came from the Qilin Pavilion and floated above the imperial city.

Not only the prince is waiting, but the entire Xinjing people are waiting for the war to end.

Jing Ning's seventh New Year's Eve came quietly amid such heavy expectations.

It was a cold winter with heavy snowfall. Ruibao put on winter clothes and Feng Yun also put on a thick fur cloak.

The inside and outside of the imperial city seem to be woven with an endless white gauze curtain, which is magnificent and beautiful.

In Feng Yun's impression, the last time he saw such heavy snow was the winter of the second year of Tianshou.

That year, there was a snowstorm.

Perhaps the atmosphere of the New Year had affected Ruibao. Entering the twelfth lunar month, he often told Feng Yun that he missed Pei Madang.

Missing children is euphemistic.

It is more intense than when Pei Madang was in Xinjing, but also restrained.

"Mother, please write a letter to your father."

"Remember to tell him that the New Year is coming."

"Also write that we all believe he can win the battle."

"The master said that my father used to be the God of War. So is Xiao Cheng also the God of War? Why haven't we driven him out of our Dayong land after fighting for so long?"

"Queen mother, it would be great if my father could come back to celebrate the New Year. Just like last year, the three of us sleep in the same bed... My father just wants to coax me to sleep, and then secretly kiss you."

"Queen mother, has your father replied to your letter?"

"I want to see, I want to see."

Without his father around, the prince's majesty was only in the court.

After court, the child will stick to him and become more and more attached to him.

And all this came to a head on New Year's Eve.

Feng Yun didn't know how to deal with that thick and forbearing, even a little shy... son's love for his father.

Because news of the war ahead came slower and slower.

The last good news was sent back a year ago.

Pei Madang's letter, too.

He said, "After winter, both armies were resting. All the meat brought by Yun Niang was distributed to the soldiers. They were happy without fighting and having meat to eat. But I felt regretful that I could not go home to celebrate the New Year. , I owe you and Ruibao.”

He added: "You and I are always in debt, and we are always in debt. I have calculated over and over again, and I owe you more."

He also promised: "I hope that one day, I will take you to ride horses in all directions. Watch the moon rise over the sea, the stars move around, set foot on the vast mountains and rivers, and enjoy thousands of scenery."

There are also love words, "I want to say something, but I can't put it on paper. You are so smart, you must understand me. A stupid husband, he can't coax my wife, so he always wants to give something, glory, achievement... that's all. , take it from me, I’ll give it all to you.”

Huan Sheng sighed, "It's snowing heavily. Will it delay the time for you to receive the letter by a day? That's what the emperor did. He even tried to coax a woman to smile, but he couldn't stop the flying snow and let my wife receive the letter faster... …”

In the end, there was only one sentence left, "Mother Yun, please be well."

This should be the longest letter I have written to Pei Ran since I met her, right?

In the past and present lives, all the words put together are not this long.

When he wrote the letter, he must have been missing her very much to be so lingering?

Feng Yun smiled as he looked at it.

Laughed and cried again.

She and Pei Ran couldn't tell who owed whom.

I can't explain it clearly in this life, and I can't even explain it clearly in my previous life.

Of course, what she cares about is not who owes more.

But...

This battle cannot continue like this.

At the third watch of the New Year's Eve, Feng Yun coaxed Rui Bao to sleep. He went back to his room and read Pei Man's letter from a year ago, and he lost his sleepiness at night.

After finally staying up until dawn, she sat up and called Xiao Man to prepare some water.

Dilong's fever was very hot, but the coldness in her heart seemed to be unable to be eliminated. She urgently needed to take a hot bath to relieve her mood, and then think about countermeasures.

Xiaoman filled the bathtub and brought two more buckets of boiling water and placed them on one side.

"Your Majesty still needs water, so call me."

Feng Yun didn't like having someone waiting on him while he was bathing.

Xiaoman stood outside the curtain.

Feng Yun hummed, undressed and sat in the tub, picked up some water and wiped his face, then suddenly sank his head into the water.

Xiaoman didn't hear any movement for a while, and his heart suddenly trembled. Just as he was about to rush in to see the situation, he heard a sound of water breaking, like a dragon coming out of the sea, and there was a crash.

"Xiao Man." Feng Yun said solemnly, slowly put his hands on the edge of the bucket, and shook his hair.

"Go and tell General Ao that I have something to discuss." (End of Chapter)