Nightfall Chapter 188: Return (below)

The city gate is very lively. Thousands of Tang troops walked into the city gate one by one. They returned from a hard fight, ragged and tired, with severe or light injuries on their bodies.

Countless people in Chang'an City greeted each other on the road, welcoming this group of soldiers returning from the front. There were still no noisy gongs and drums, but enthusiastic smiles and waving hands.

This is the first rotation of the Tang army since the beginning of the war. Most of the troops withdrawn from the front line were resettled by the states and counties, and only a part of them returned to Chang'an.

The Tang court showed nearly perfect administrative ability and jaw-dropping efficiency in the war. The self-recruitment order was issued. Hundreds of thousands of former veterans were added to the front line spontaneously or organized, and various material resources continued to flow. The land was transported to various front lines, finally giving Tang Guo a chance to breathe.

The tragic war continues on the territory. The ceremonies for welcoming the soldiers to return are solemn but simple. The ceremonies in Chang'an are no exception, but the presence of the empress and the empress still attracted many people.

An ordinary carriage was parked beside the official road outside the city. The excitement at the city gate became quieter as people left, but this carriage seemed to have no intention of leaving, and it always stayed in place.

At the time of the war, the Chang'an people were extremely vigilant. It didn't take long for someone to notice the abnormality of the carriage and report it to the Xuncheng Division. The soldiers from the Xuncheng Division went to question them. After seeing who was sitting in the carriage, they hurriedly called out and retreated, but they attracted a lot of curious eyes.

One hand lifted the cyan curtains, Ning Que looked through the window to the distance of the official road frozen by the cold winter, and when he finally saw dust sweeping up, he got out of the car to greet him.

Dozens of Tang troops returned to Chang'an City. From the weapon system and mounts, it can be seen that they should be the cavalry of the Xiaoqi Camp. The Xiaoqi Camp is directly under the command of the imperial palace. They are truly precious soldiers. Above the Lin army, but now these Xiaoqi camp cavalrymen are more embarrassed than the ordinary Tang army who entered the city before.

Ning Que looked at the man immediately and said, "I'm really uncomfortable watching you wear leather armor."

The man was covered in dust, but he was still heroic. Listening to Ning Que's words, he smiled and said: "Since he is in the army, not collecting rent in Chang'an City, he naturally can't wear that old clothes."

He is naturally a small tree in the east of Xinjiang with Xiaoqiying for thousands of miles.

Jumped off the horse at the little tree, before he had time to speak, he coughed first.

Ning Que said: "Since you are injured, don't ride a horse."

After saying this, he turned and got into the carriage first.

Chao Xiaoshu smiled, turned around and said a few words to Liu Wu, got into the carriage, and said, "Since I am here to welcome me, there is no reason to advance to the carriage."

Ning Que pointed to the bandage on his body and said: "I was poked seven holes by the master, and the blood has basically flowed out, so I dare not stand by the roadside and blow the cold wind for too long."

Looking at Xiaoshu’s face, he found that he could no longer find the young children of the year. Thinking of the news that had spread in Chang'an, he said, "I thought you were dead."

Ning Que said: "I thought you were dead too."

The two smiled at each other.

Ning Que said: "Why do you think I will die?"

Chao Xiaoshu said: "I heard that before killing Xiahou, you said in front of Manchao Wenwu that your story is not a story in the book. If this is the case, you should die if you meet the master. "

Ning Que said: "You put down your wife and children's hot kang, and you will be a great hero with a few hundred horses. I think this kind of hero will always die in the end, in order to perfectly show the tragic emotions, so I think you die Up."

After a moment of silence, Chao Xiaoshu said: "Many people have died."

Ning Que lifted the blue window and looked back, looking at the heavy carriages behind him. ,

In the carriage are the remains of the soldiers of the Xiaoqi Camp, covered with horse skins. After being blown by the cold winter wind on the road for so many days, the edges of those horse skins have been raised and faintly green.

"You left Chang'an with hundreds of cavalry. When you came back, there were only dozens of cavalry left. Too many people were indeed dead."

Ning Que said: "On the other side of Eastern Xinjiang, the fight was terrible."

Chao Xiaoshu said: "The Zhenbei Army is independent against the Golden Tent King Court. As opposed to them, those of us in the Eastern Frontiers have no right to shout bitterly, but the border is empty and the Eastern Wilderness cavalry rages lightly. Those volunteers recruited from various counties did suffer a lot."

Ning Que said: "I thought you would come back earlier."

Chao Xiaoshu said: "I chased Longqing a few days ago until Chentang County hadn't caught up. Then I found that the problem was inexplicably solved by you, so I would return to Dongjiang first. If it wasn't for the academy to guard After arriving in Chang'an City, and blocking the Xiling Temple coalition forces at Qingxia for seven days, Gushan County and the northeastern frontier army that had withdrawn from the territory could not be reorganized at all, so I should still be there now."

Ning Que said: "Changes in the situation always take time."

Looking at the bandage on Xiaoshu, he said: "When will your injury heal?"

This question sounds simple, maybe it's just a concern, but Ning Que knew that Chao Xiaoshu's mention of his injuries at this time would definitely not be so simple.

"I don't know." He knew what Chao Xiaoshu still wanted to ask, and continued: "I don't know when the injuries of the brothers and sisters will heal. You don't need to think about this for now."

Chao Xiaoshu frowned slightly and asked, "Why is it so slow?"

Ning Que said: "It's not easy to get hurt, and it's not easy to get better after being injured."

He thought of the seniors who were still in Hou Shan, and the third elder sister who was still sitting in a wheelchair. His expressions gradually became more serious. If a strong Taoist sneaked into Tang Guo's confidant, it would cause a lot of trouble.

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Entering from the East City Gate, you naturally have to pass through the East City.

When the carriage passed by Lao Bi Zhai, Ning Que raised the curtains and looked at the old house with the paved doors still intact. Thinking of the stories that happened here over the years, it is inevitable that Ning Que would be emotional.

"In the spring of the 13th year of the Apocalypse, you and Sangsang came to Chang'an City. It is now a deep winter of 18 years. In fact, only five years have passed, but it seems that decades have passed."

Looking at Xiaoshu at Lao Bi Zhai and the shops next to him, thinking about the spring rain in the 13th year of the Apocalypse, thinking about the killing that night and his bowl of omelette noodles without eggs, smiled slightly.

Ning Que looked at him and suddenly said, "In fact, thinking about it now, we are not very familiar."

Chao Xiaoshu said: "Yes, I haven't met too many times."

Ning Que said: "Don't you think it's a bit weird?"

"For another twenty years, when the first emperor was still the prince, I met him for the first time in *zhao, had a fight, and drank a drink. From then on, I became the second brother."

"A glass of wine is a life, and a bowl of noodles is also a life."

Chao Xiaoshu said: "Chang'an is a very interesting city. Things like this have happened many times. People living here still enjoy it, so there is nothing strange."

Ning Que thought for a while and said, "It is true."

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Chao Xiaoshu did not have the home of the Rejuvenating Wind Pavilion, but went straight into the palace.

After entering the palace, his own **** responded and moved towards Xiaoshu to enter the hall. Ning Que did not go with him. Instead, he waved his hand to let the **** who followed him leave and went to the Imperial Study Room.

His life was full of exile, and there have been many key turning points. Many places have very important meanings, but the Royal Study Room of the Datang Palace is undoubtedly a very special place.

He wrote a picture of flowers blooming on the other side of the sky, so he met with the first emperor. Here, he talked with Li Yuchang for a night before cutting off Li Hunyuan's head in front of the temple the next day.

He put the walking stick in front of the bookshelf, slowly moved to the front of the case, rubbed the ink and spread the paper, and began to write.

He kept writing and wrote a lot of sheets.

The first emperor liked his words back then, but he was unwilling to write. Even if he occasionally gave a few copies, it felt distressed like cutting meat. Now that I think about it, it was better to write a few more to make your Majesty happy.

Now he is willing to write, but his Majesty can't see it anymore.

The Imperial Study Room was very quiet, and only the sound of Zihao sliding across the paper was heard. Suddenly, there were several very majestic reprimands from nowhere.

Ning Que was slightly lost.

The Imperial Study Room and the front hall are very close, presumably the sound came from there.

At the previous moment, he even thought he had heard his Majesty scolding an idiot.

As he said in the car, he and Chao Xiaoshu are not familiar, but they can live and die together.

He and His Majesty are actually not familiar with each other, but His Majesty dared to hand over the city of Chang'an and the future of the Li family to his hands, and he dared to use his own life to complete this trust.

Because this is Chang'an City, this kind of thing is very common.

The trust between him and his majesty did not start with that flower post, but when he heard his majesty scolding idiots in the royal study room, he liked to scold people for idiots, so he felt very happy.

Ning Que woke up. His Majesty is dead, and no one scolds idiots in the palace.

He shook his head and continued to write.

Suddenly, his hand holding the pen barrel became a little stiff.

Because he heard the voice coming from the temple again.

This time he heard it really.

That majestic voice is indeed scolding an idiot.

The empress is swearing.

Ning Que laughed, feeling so happy.

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In the depths of the palace, there is a huge map marked with complicated lines and annotations. It is illuminated by dozens of bright candles with thick arms so that all the details can be seen clearly.

A middle-aged staff officer of the military department, holding a thin and long wooden stick, pointing to the map, is explaining to everyone in the hall, but it is obvious that not many people can listen at this time.

The Queen Empress was a little tired, she took a cup of tea and drank slowly after sitting at the case.

The generals and ministers looked at the gentle appearance of the empress at this time. How could they think of the scene when the empress had a problem with the feeding of grain and grass to the Western Army, and the empress scolded a dozen idiots.

Chao Xiaoshu stood quietly in the corner, watching the queen did not speak, but like someone in the royal study room at this time, remembered the majesty who used to scold her for an idiot in the temple.

Some people are still alive, they have returned to their hometown, some people are dead, they have also returned to their hometown, maybe they have not left at all, that's good.

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