C85 Pengju's rejection of marriage

"Now, the Song Kingdom's civil resistance is in turmoil. The first thing we need to do is to safely send this property and the captives of the Song Kingdom back to the Shang Jing. We have obtained the exact information, and now Zhao Deji is already active in Ying Tian, planning for the ascension. was just a small general with a few thousand subordinates, so he did not have to worry about anything much. We might as well send someone to propose to his sister for peace. "

"Marriage? With Hua Rong's personality, how could she be willing to accept the marriage alliance? "

"Fourth Brother, you don't understand. If you are going to be a concubine, Hua Rong can be your concubine. But if you capture her, she will be concubine and she won't be one of you.

Jin Wushu was overjoyed upon hearing this. If he became his concubine, Hua Rong would definitely not marry him. But, if he was the Queen, and it was Zhao Deji who asked her to marry him, how could she not accept?

Second brother, your plan is not bad, wait for us to avoid Yue Pengju's elites and take down the other Song Jun's main forces, then intimidate them, forcing Zhao Deji to negotiate with us, I doubt that he would dare to disobey.

Sure enough, after this conversation, Jin Wushu changed his strategy and no longer clashed head on with Yue Pengju. He changed the direction of the battle and attacked the other Song Jun, the main generals of the Song Jun, Liu Guang, Zhang Jun and the others, led nearly 60 thousand troops, either they fled without a fight, or they collapsed instantly. The newly emerged Han Zhongliang welcomed Jin Wushu with his powerful troops like a horse, but he did not expect that what he was planning to gather was Liu Guang escaping to the Old Clan, and after hearing that he was fighting with Jin Wushu, he took advantage of the middle of the night to escape. Han Zhongliang had no choice but to lead the remaining 4000 men to Huai Xi, and even the Ying Tian was not near.

And on the day that Yue Pengju defeated Jin Wushu, he saw that although Jin Wushu's group was retreating, it was not chaotic, and knew that Zong Wang's army was following up, so he immediately gave the order to not pursue.

Everyone hastily tidied up the battlefield and picked up two silver medallions. With one look at the level, they knew that it was the valiant general of Golden Army, Ya Wu and Ya Dian, who were known as the King of Black Wind. On the other hand, more than seven thousand Golden Army died and a portion of their rations were seized.

Yue Pengju led his troops and continuously fought back the enemy. His morale was boosted, and the citizens of the city rushed around to inform him, singing and dancing as if they were celebrating some grand festival.

Yue Pengju and Hua Rong made their rounds and returned to the army camp.

It was spring. Along the river bank, there were wild roses and other unknown flowers. Butterflies flew around in groups. The sunset made their colorful wings shine with a dazzling golden light.

Hua Rong looked at the temporarily calm and resplendent scenery. With the fall of the Da Song, how long could this happy land last? There was almost no place of peace in the world. For the past few days, she had watched Yue Pengju use his weapons like a god and win hundreds of battles like a god. She was glad that she was by his side, under his protection, as if she was not afraid of anything.

The two dismounted and walked side by side, while the horse casually ate some grass by the side of the road.

Hua Rong suddenly sighed.

Yue Pengju immediately asked: "Big sister, what's wrong?"

"I could have killed Jin Wushu just now. Unfortunately, I thought about his benefits and after a moment of hesitation, I let him run away. "

Yue Pengju began to laugh heartily, "Elder sister, he was lenient to you before, now it's not excessive for you to let him go even once. I promised myself that I would let him go once if he ever fell into my hands. "

Hearing his words, Hua Rong relaxed a lot. "Sigh, if there's a chance next time, I won't let him off."

Just that, how could someone like Jin Wushu give someone else such a chance?

Yue Pengju saw that she was still a little depressed, so he picked up a small pink flower by the side of the road and passed it to her: "Elder sister, do you like it?"

"Hur hur, I like it."

"Sister, when the war is over, we will find a beautiful place to plow the fields and read books and hunt for food."

"Yes." I could do a lot of work when I was a kid. I could cook, mow grass, embroider, and even put on an oxcart. "Hehe."

"Elder sister, other than embroidery, I know how to do it too. It won't be so hard for you."

"Is that hard on you?"

"Yes." I should work hard and raise my wife and children. "

Hua Rong chuckled, it was as though the two of them were already living such a life, the life of a golden horse was even more exciting than being gentle, the blood in their bodies was boiling because of it.

Just as he returned to the military camp, a soldier ran up to him, "Sir, there's an urgent military report."

"Let me see."

So it was Du Chong's urgent order for him to lead his troops to meet up with the Ying Tian Palace. The would never give up. Yue Pengju left a portion of his forces under the command of the original garrison in Berlin and explained the gatekeeping secret in detail. Everyone rushed to the Ying Tian Palace without stopping.

On the third day, he passed by the Frontier Crane House to take a break.

In the evening, Yue Pengju and Yue Pengju climbed up the only ancient pagoda in the town and looked into the distance. This was the beginning of spring. The original ten li of buckwheat and green wheat were now all barren weeds, and no one was farming them.

Hua Rong let out a long sigh: "Pengju, I really don't know when I'll be able to drive away the Golden Army."

Yue Pengju's heart was also abnormally heavy, but his tone was firm: "Big Sister, I will, I definitely will."

When the evening breeze blew, it was slightly cold. He suddenly felt extremely heroic. Hua Rong knew that when he had some free time in the army, she would read and study. She immediately took out some ink and paper from her backpack.

Yue Pengju started writing:

Gazing into the Central Plains, outside the desert smoke, many cities.

He thought back to the past, when he was under the protection of the willow trees and the Phoenix Restaurant's Dragon Pavilion.

Long live the mountain in front of the Pearl green circle, the pot hall in the Shengsheng song.

Now, the whole suburb was covered with iron hooves, and the wind and earth were full of evil.

Soldiers are safe, but the enemy is strong. The people were there to fill in the gaps.

Sighing that the rivers and mountains are as they once were, the thousands of villages are sparsely populated.

One day, please submit to the brigade, a whip straight to the Qinghe River.

However, he returned and continued to swim in the Han Dynasty. He was riding a yellow crane.

He put down the brush, and Hua Rong picked it up to read it carefully. All these years, Yue Pengju did a lot of hard work in the army, his brushstroke skills were powerful, the boldness and bravery between the lines made people's blood boil.

Seeing her read it carefully, Yue Pengju felt a little embarrassed. "Sister, I didn't write well."

She gently put down the ink stone that was still lying on the ground and lightly smiled. "Pengju, very good. In the future, I will collect and keep all the words you wrote... "After many years, take it out and look at it..."

"Yes."

When he saw her carefully drying those papers, he understood his own thoughts, his own interests, and his own ambitions. Only his sister could understand them. He tightly held her hand and softly whispered into her ear, "Elder sister, with you by my side, I'm even more happy than if I won a great battle."

She nestled in his embrace. The rich warmth seemed to grow by itself as she stared at him. She didn't know when, but the youth from back then had become the hero in her heart. From now on, her feelings were deep, as if she would never have regrets if she accompanied him for his entire life.

On the second day, everyone sped up their departure. In a few days, he was already close to the Ying Tian.

Yue Pengju saw that Hua Rong was getting closer and closer to the Ying Tian, and became silent. He knew what she was thinking and gently said: "Elder sister, after meeting with the Ninth Prince, you do not need to speak.

Hua Rong was worried about this matter, and the closer she got to the Ying Tian, the more worried she became. When she heard this, he saw that Penga's eyes were firm, as if she was the one who was holding up the sky. She couldn't help but smile. "Mm, Penga, I'll listen to you."

In her eyes, Yue Pengju, who had just tasted the sweetness, was even more joyous. But she felt that if she married now, she would have no regrets in her entire life.

They were still two miles away, but Du Chong's army had already reached, stationed outside the city. They were all under Du Chong's command. Other than the few thousand troops that Yue Pengju led, the rest of the large tribes were all these kind of people, no wonder they fled the moment they met Golden Army.

From afar, Hua Rong saw a fat man walked over. He was of medium height, with a huge stomach, and was about forty to fifty years old. He was Du Chong, and at the moment, his eyes were quickly looking at the seven to eight carriages behind Yue Pengju. Without waiting for Yue Pengju to finish saluting, he said loudly: "Yue Pengju, I heard that you have obtained a lot of gold and silver treasures along the way?"

Yue Pengju was very surprised. "Who told you this, Master Du?"

Du Chong was originally a martial husband, but he liked to act refined and called "hubby". He laughed out loud: "Then what are you carrying in your seven to eight car?"

Yue Pengju was startled for a moment, he turned around and immediately shouted: "Open!"

The escorting soldiers immediately opened the big boxes on the seven or eight carriages. Du Chong could clearly see that there were all kinds of books inside.

He was a little embarrassed: "Yue Pengju, why are you doing so many books?"

Yue Pengju said indifferently: "This little one has always loved reading books, but because my family is poor and is unable to learn, I have never had any books to read. Right now, when we encounter books that are about to be destroyed, we will always try our best to save them. "

"I was wrong about you. Alright, Yue Pengju, I won't say anymore, quickly come with me to see Ninth Prince. "

"Yes."

Seeing Du Chong's actions, and knowing that he was highly regarded by the Ninth Prince, Hua Rong's heart grew a bit colder. Watching Yue Pengju walk further away from him, he felt extremely uneasy.

When everyone returned to the residence, Ninth Prince sat on his throne, with the civil and military officials on both sides. Although there were not many people, because of Yue Pengju's low rank, he was ranked last. After the general was done playing, it was Yue Pengju's turn. Before he could open his mouth, Ninth Prince suddenly thought of something, and casually said: "Yue Pengju, is there any news about your sister?"

"Sister followed me into the army, and now she's waiting outside the door."

It was only then that Ninth Prince found out, that Hua Rong had already become famous in the army for injuring Zong Wang with one arrow, and he was overjoyed: "Quick, quickly call Hua Rong in."

When Hua Rong came in, the Ninth Prince saw that although she was worn out from the journey, his spirits were much better, and he stood up happily: "Yue Pengju, you siblings are doing well, Pengju, you defeated Zong Wang and beat him back, you are truly loyal and courageous."

"I dare not take credit for relying on the combined efforts of the soldiers."

Ninth Prince turned to look at his assistant, Wang Yuanyuan. "What level is Yue Pengju's contribution?"

"Accumulated to the 22nd level."

"How should I reward him?"

"It should be from the fourth rank."

Many of the generals would never be able to get this title in their entire lives, and they were extremely envious. Just as they were about to hear the name given to him from the Ninth Prince, Yue Pengju kneeled down and kowtowed to him: "Yue Pengju, there is nothing else, I just want a reward."

Everyone knew that he was not a good person to earn money, yet today he asked for a reward. It was unexpected, and Ninth Prince was also surprised, he asked: "What reward do you want?"

"Yue Pengju relied on Prince Qi Tian Hong Fu and the people of the army to achieve victory. It was not because of his own merits, but because he did not dare to ask for any rewards. But this time, I have the guts to request for a great favor from the Duke. I just hope that Ninth Prince can take back your orders and cancel the marriage between end and Wan Wan! "

He was like the flowing clouds and flowing water, speaking it all in one go without the slightest hesitation. Everyone looked at each other. Raising an official's wealth and marrying a Princess was a heavenly joyous occasion, so how could Yue Pengju openly reject the marriage?

Ninth Prince's expression changed, he knew that this was something that Yue Pengju had mentioned multiple times. He looked at Hua Rong and saw that Hua Rong was staring at the ground with a calm expression.

He pondered for a moment: "Yue Pengju, why are you so determined to break off the engagement? Is Princess not worthy of you? "

"This humble general deserves to die ten thousand times for his crimes, but because I want to choose another woman, I absolutely cannot marry a Princess wife."

Everyone was in an uproar. It was a common occurrence to have three wives and four concubines. How could there be a reason for them to break off their marriage for another woman?

Ninth Prince was furious: "I asked you that day, you said you are not married!"

"I have never been married, but I already have a woman of my heart before this. I will not let her down in this life!"

"Yue Pengju, since it's like this, you don't need to break the engagement. This king does not forbid you from taking in concubines; it is common for three wives to take in four. "

"This humble general has been a farmer for generations. He only knows that there are wives and concubines, and he will never marry anyone in this life. I beg Your Highness to forgive me."

The Ninth Prince subconsciously refused to ask him who his beloved girl was! His heart was very uneasy, as if he was afraid that he would admit it in public.