Rebirth of a Star General

The war between Dawei and Uto was finally won.

After Uto's defeat, the lord of Uto himself wrote a letter of descent, and ordered the prince and messengers to come to plead guilty. Promise that in the next hundred years, he will never take the initiative to send troops, form an alliance with the Great Wei, and become a vassal of the Great Wei. He left the prince in Dawei as a proton to show his return.

Emperor Zhaokang was very happy, and all the soldiers who led his troops to the battlefield were rewarded. Among them, Heyan, the Marquis of Wu'an, was appointed as a general, and the officer reached the third rank, and he was given the title Guiyue. Since then, she has been the first female general in the history of the Great Wei Dynasty.

In the courtyard, He Sui looked at the congratulations piled up in front of the door and felt worried, and only said: "The cloth and rice can be stored for a long time, what should I do with these melons and fruits? There are not many people in the family, I'm afraid they will put them away before they finish eating. broken."

He Yunsheng glanced at it: "I will send it to my brother-in-law's house. My brother-in-law has many family members. However, Dad, if you worry about whether you can finish eating, you are insulting He Yan's appetite at all."

"You said that about your sister!" He Sui slapped him aside, "Hurry up and bring the soup from the kitchen to Yan Yan!"

He Yunsheng rolled his eyes and went to the kitchen resignedly.

He Yan is sitting in the room watching He Yunsheng's recent homework, Xiao Jue is sitting beside her, she is very inconvenient to walk now, the injury on her leg will not heal for a while, but she is not someone who can sit down His temperament can be read a hundred times a day by Bai Rongwei and He Sui.

While sitting, He Yunsheng walked in from the outside, holding a porcelain pot in his hand, put it in front of He Yan, and said angrily, "Drink the bone soup that Dad personally cooked for you."

"Why is it bone soup again?" He Yan's face became bitter when she heard the words. She was not picky eaters at first, so she couldn't bear to eat bone soup three times a day. Looking at the soup pot that was bigger than her face, oil was pouring out of her stomach. Flowers are coming.

"Didn't you hurt your leg? Dad said what to eat to make up for it, you should make it up." After a pause, he finally couldn't hold back and said a lesson: "It's said that you hurt your muscles and bones for a hundred days. If you have an injury, don’t run around if you have nothing to do, can’t you recuperate at home? The emperor has given you a leave, why don’t you take your body as your body…”

He talked non-stop, more like a father than He Sui, He Yan couldn't bear it any longer, and looked at Xiao Jue for help. But this person clearly saw her embarrassment, so he just sat and drank tea lightly.

After He Yunsheng finished speaking, he also asked Xiao Jue, "Brother-in-law, do you think what I said is correct?"

Xiao Jue replied leisurely, "Not bad."

"Did you hear that, He Yan," He Yunsheng became more confident with the support of someone, "You know something!"

"I……"

"Stop talking, I'm going to feed Xiangxiang." He Yunsheng said with a crackle, and he was relieved, and left a sentence: "Drink the soup, Dad made it by himself, and there is not a drop left." He went out. .

Seeing him go out, He Yan stared at the bowl of soup in front of him, and finally looked at Xiao Jue: "Xiao Jue..."

"No." The man replied ruthlessly.

He Yan looked at him and had a headache: "Dudu Xiao, you are avenging your personal revenge. How long has it been since you were angry?"

He raised his eyebrows: "I'm not angry."

He Yan looked at him and suddenly thought that the last time she remembered Xiao Jue was angry, she was still in the camp in Ji County.

That was the day when she took 2,000 soldiers to the false landing. Someone in the Yan family army could not provoke the Utuo people, and their plans changed temporarily. She was in the city and took the Utuo people's swords to fight with them. kill. Troops and horses from outside the city could not get in, so someone had to open the city gate. She and Jiang Jiaowangba walked towards the tower and fought.

Soldiers will never fight alone. If they are outnumbered, they will be at a disadvantage. If they want to run to the tower, they will inevitably be used as targets.

He Yan was also injured.

Her leg was slashed by the Uto man's knife, and the stab wound was deep enough to see the bones. Every step she took, the wound pulled her muscles and hurt her heart. Wang Ba and Jiang Jiao were afraid that she would not last long, but she persisted.

The city gate finally opened, and the soldiers and horses waiting outside the city finally entered the city, and they won the battle.

When He Yan dismounted, his right leg had lost consciousness. After a long period of activity, the blood dyed all the pants red, and the fabric stuck to the flesh and blood.

Lin Shuanghe's face turned pale the first time he saw He Yan's wound. They were asked to help her into the tent. He Yan had already shed too much blood at that time. Once he collapsed, he was so sleepy that he could barely open his eyes. When he was drowsy, there was only one thought in his mind. It was over, and he didn't go back alive. He broke his promise, and Xiao Jue must be angry again.

She is not afraid of Xiao Jue's anger. Although Xiao Jue is a little more angry than her, it is still easy to coax her.

But she was afraid that Xiao Jue would be really angry, because He Yan knew in his heart that he had never been really angry with her in the past.

Lin Shuanghe worked in her tent all day and night. When He Yan woke up, the lights in the tent flickered slightly. Someone was sitting on the ground and dozing off against the bed. He Yan woke up as soon as He Yan moved.

"Hey, Brother Lin," He Yan laughed, his voice a little dry, "You can't play with your friend's wife. You slept with me here all night?"

She actually had the mind to joke, Lin Shuanghe only looked at her with a serious expression, and said, "He Yan, you must rest."

Lin Shuanghe's danger in saving people, her life was finally saved. It's just that although her life is saved, if she doesn't rest well and keeps jumping like before, then her leg will most likely not be saved in the future.

He Yan's face was pale and smiled at him, "That's not good, the battle is not over yet."

Just as Yan He was dying, he knew that strenuous activity would spread the poison faster and would become his talisman, yet he still had to go into battle with injuries, so did He Yan. It has come to the most critical time, if you don't seize the opportunity and let the Uto people have the opportunity to counterattack, it will be very troublesome.

"Tie me up tightly," He Yan said, "try not to affect my presence on the battlefield."

"You're not afraid, your right leg..."

"The big deal is a cripple," He Yan said with a smile: "Also, it's possible that it's okay."

She struggled to get up, planning the next battle without any pause.

Lin Shuanghe once thought that He Yan's legs really couldn't be saved.

But He Yan was luckier than Yan He.

On the way back from Jijun to Shuojing, Lin Shuanghe put everything he learned in his life on He Yan. In the beginning, He Yan's situation was really bad. It was so bad that when Lin Shuanghe wrote the letter, he didn't know how to write. Later, He Yan was a little better, but he explained He Yan's situation and the whole situation in the reply letter. Something went wrong and Xiao Jue worried for many days.

However, this leg injury needs to be taken care of now.

He Yan looked at him: "Are you really not angry?"

Xiao Jue looked at the tea in front of him intently.

She quickly covered her chest: "Hey, my legs..."

For a moment, the man hurriedly looked at her. Seeing that she was so pretentious, he moved for a while, and sneered: "You hurt your leg, why are you covering your chest?"

"It hurts in the legs, it hurts in the heart." He Yan looked at him resentfully, "I was already very hurt, you are still so indifferent..."

Knowing that the person in front of him was lying, he opened his mouth like a singer, but he still sighed, and finally walked up to her and sat down, asking, "Does it hurt so bad?"

He Yan said sternly: "Yes, but if you say a few words of concern and condolences, it may not hurt."

Xiao Jue: "..."

He was pissed off again.

Seeing him smiling, He Yan looked at him with his cheeks raised, pulled his sleeve and said, "Okay, Governor Xiao, don't be angry. Next time I will take good care of myself and not make fun of my own life. You've been worrying for so long, it's my fault, and I don't know that the station can still go wrong!"

Made her take the blame.

Xiao Jue's eyes fell on her, this person's face was hilarious, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of depression, but he didn't know the fear in his heart when he couldn't find her at that time.

He wasn't angry either, but more, it was probably his inability to help himself when the other party was in danger.

But he also knew that if he did it again, He Yan would still make the same choice, even if it were him.

But she is still there, and being able to play happily in front of her is already a favor from God, which is enough.

After a while, he looked at He Yan and bent his lips, "Okay."

He Yan was overjoyed: "That's right, I..."

"But I won't help you finish this bowl of soup."

"..."

He Yan: "Xiao Jue, you are really stingy."

...

Two days later, He Yan and Xiao Jue went to see Xia Chengxiu.

He Yan originally thought that she would see a sad and unhappy girl, but to her surprise, Xia Chengxiu looked pretty good.

When He Yan saw her, she was shaking a red lacquer drum, teasing the baby in the bamboo basket. The baby opened his eyes, his eyes kept rolling with the small drum, and his mouth was babbling, not knowing what he was saying. Xia Chengxiu was amused by him.

He Yan called out, "Miss Chengxiu." Xia Chengxiu was surprised when she saw her, and then said, "Miss He."

Xia Chengxiu lost a lot of weight, and her clothes seemed to be very large, but her face was still good. I wonder if it was because of being a mother, she became more gentle. He Yan originally thought about how to comfort her so that Xia Chengxiu would feel better, but now that she saw it, she realized that what she had prepared didn't seem to work.

"Miss Chengxiu, how are you doing these days?" He Yan thought about it for a long time, and finally only asked this question.

"It's still good." Xia Chengxiu smiled and said, "With Mu Xia by my side, life is not too difficult."

He Yan felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the words, Xia Chengxiu looked at her, but smiled instead, "Miss He, don't feel sorry for me. When I first learned about Yan He's news, it was hard for me to accept it, and I even thought about letting him go. But now With Mu Xia, some of the original obsessions gradually dissipated."

"When I married Yan He, I knew that there might be such a day. I just didn't expect it to come so early." She lowered her head and smiled, "But since I have chosen, there is nothing to say. Yan He has already left, Those who are alive should also live a good life." She looked at Mucha in the basket, "I think, God is not too cruel to me, at least, let me still have Mucha."

She lives transparently, and there are some things that He Yan doesn't need to say, Xia Chengxiu also understands. However, He Yan thought that sometimes being too smart and sensible might make people feel more distressed.

She talked with Xia Chengxiu for a while before getting up to leave.

After that, He Yan went to Hong Shan's house again.

Unlike Shi Shi and Huang Xiong, Hong Shan still has a younger brother and an old mother at home. Hong Shan's mother washed her face with tears every day, and He Yan helped find the school so that Hong Shan's younger brother could go to school, and he helped his mother's family expenses. As Xia Chengxiu said, those who died are no longer there, and those who remain have to live well.

All she can do for Hong Shan is to take care of his family for him.

...

In winter, in a restaurant in Linjiang, the banner with the word "wine" was blown by the wind. A strong man with a large knife walked up to the woman selling wine and asked gruffly, "Is there apricot blossom wine?"

The woman looked up and saw that this reckless man had a scar on his face and looked like a bandit. She was a little scared for a while, and whispered: "I'm sorry, the official, there is no apricot flower wine in winter, only yellow wine."

She thought that this ferocious man was bound to get angry, but he didn't expect him to say: "Three bowls of yellow wine." He put the wine money on the table and walked inside.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then got up in a hurry, and went to the wine jar to take a wooden ladle to hold the wine.

Wang Ba looked at the small winery with a silent expression.

Before he came here, he went to a bandit village, and handed over the reward he earned from this trip to his brothers, telling them not to rob in the future. Seeing that the stockade is now living a good life by raising fish and licking blood, Don't touch it again.

When he went to Jiuchuan, Huang Xiong once told him that in this restaurant in Linjiang, the apricot flower wine was especially sweet and fragrant. He promised to invite him to drink here when he came back from the war. He readily agreed, but now, he is the only one here to drink.

Time flies by, leaving no traces, but there are traces everywhere. He is no longer as fierce and aggressive as he was when he first entered the military camp. The children in the stockade said that he has become much gentler now.

He didn't know what was going on, but that was fine.

Being able to come back alive is already favored by God for them.

The three bowls of wine were quickly brought up. The home-brewed rice wine looked cloudy and plain and spicy. He raised his head and poured all the wine in the bowl in front of him. From the throat to the lower abdomen, it immediately became scorching hot.

"Brother," he wiped his mouth and let out a breath of alcohol, not knowing who he was talking to, "the wine is good."

No one answered him.

After a while, he picked up the remaining two bowls of wine and walked to the window. In front of the window, a slender willow swayed in the wind. In winter, the branches and leaves are bare, but it will not be long before spring comes, and new green will grow here again.

With his backhand, he poured two bowls of wine into the ground in front of the willow tree, and the wine seeped in little by little.

He watched silently for a long time, and then said in a low voice, "Please try it too."

...

In the noodle shop in the east of the city, the busy girl has changed into a light blue jacket. The edge of the clothes is embroidered with fluffy rabbit fur, and the same color fluffy flowers are inserted into the bun, which makes the already delicate face even more delicate. pretty.

The more winter comes, the better the business of the noodle shop. In the early morning of the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, when you get up in the morning and eat a bowl of hot Yangchun noodles, you will have a warm ironing from your heart.

Sun Xiaolan kept her feet off the ground so she could take a break after the last bowl of noodles was served. She was wiping the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief, and suddenly, she saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

She was a handsome young man. Walking by the street, Sun Xiaolan looked at her familiar face and couldn't help but take a second look. Then she remembered that at the beginning of this spring, she had met this young man, and she was accompanied by a quiet and handsome young man. , After they left, a pot of mountain peach blossoms was left on the table.

There was a burst of joy in the girl's heart, and she was about to stop him, and someone behind her said, "Little girl, here's another bowl of Yangchun noodles—"

Sun Xiaolan replied in her mouth, and looked up again, and saw that the shadow of the crowd was no longer there.

What about people?

The urging voice behind her made her not want to think too much, and only secretly said, that's all, since these two teenagers are in Shuojing, there must be opportunities to meet in the future. I don't know, in a few days, they will come to this noodle shop.

Thinking of this, she felt happy again. Amidst the hustle and bustle of people, only the pot of mountain peach blossoms placed in front of the wooden cabinet of the noodle shop was lonely and desolate in winter, and the beauty and vividness depicted on the flower pot seemed to be in full bloom in spring.

...

Snow weighed down the eaves.

When He Yan came out of the military mansion, it was already dark.

Although she was injured on her leg, Emperor Zhaokang temporarily granted her sick leave, but after the First World War in Jiuchuanji County, the follow-up military affairs were busy, so she still had to go to the Military Affairs Office to discuss and help with her colleagues. Qingmei was inconvenient, and when she came out during the day, Chiwu sent her. However, I stayed for a long time today, and when I came out, it was already so late.

She was the only one left in the military mansion. He Yan came out with a cane and was about to ask someone to find a carriage when she saw a person standing on the steps, dressed in a brocade suit with bright moonlight ink embroidery and dark patterns, standing in the snow. , it seems to illuminate the snow.

"Xiao Jue!" He Yan waved at him.

He smiled and stepped forward.

"Why are you free today?" He Yan asked when he approached. To say that she was terribly busy at the Military Mansion, Xiao Jue was even busier than her.

"I know you haven't gone back yet, so I'll pick you up," he said.

He Yan hurriedly grabbed his arm, held a cane in one hand, and jumped forward with one leg.

She didn't feel anything, to say that her leg injury has actually improved a lot, but Lin Shuanghe didn't know what exaggerated words she said to Xiao Jue... In short, many times, He Yan felt that her current life was like a crippled.

She took two steps, and Xiao Jue suddenly stopped. He Yan asked, "What's wrong?"

His eyes fell on He Yan's walking stick, and after thinking for a while, he walked in front of He Yan, crouched down slightly, and said, "Come up."

"You... are you going to carry me?" He Yan asked.

"hurry up."

"This is not good," He Yan hesitated for a moment, "This is the Military Affairs Office. I come here every day to work. If anyone sees this, it will damage my reputation. Everyone else knows that I am in Jiuchuan. How brave and invincible when I was, I look back at my mother, I have to be carried on my back when I walk, isn't it very shameful..."

"Can't you come up?"

He Yan said: "Go up, go up!"

She pounced forward, wrapping her arms around Xiao Jue's neck, and Xiao Jue easily carried her on her back.

Xiao Jue carried her on his back and continued to walk out, He Yan leaned into his ear and whispered: "Even if I don't care about my reputation, what about yours? Will others say that the jade face of the Great Wei is the watchdog of the King of Hell? With prestige, oh, in fact, he is a strict wife at home..."

"Miss He," Xiao Jue's voice was flat, "When you don't want to talk, you don't have to talk."

He Yan said: "Do you admit that you are a wife who is strictly controlled?"

At times like this, Xiao Jue usually doesn't bother to pay attention to her.

The wind was blowing at night, walking on the road, it was very cold, but his back was warm and generous, as if he could support the entire future.

He Yan thought to himself, Xiao Jue is really more powerful than He Yunsheng, if He Yunsheng had carried her this long way, he would have scolded people long ago, and even thought she was too serious.

"Captain Xiao," He Yan's voice was soft, and the hot air he exhaled sprayed around his neck, with a fluffy itch, "Is this your first time carrying a girl?"

Xiao Jue's voice was cold, "Are you a girl?"

No one saw him, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and the water-like doting in his eyes.

"Am I not a girl?" He Yan asked suspiciously, "Then is it a man you like?"

Xiao Jue stopped talking.

Xu Shi has been with him for a long time, and He Yan's ability to irritate people is growing day by day. Sometimes Xiao Jue can't talk about her, but maybe he's too lazy to argue with her.

When she won a game, she was complacent.

The night is empty, the snow and the moon are the same silvery white, one end is quiet, the other end is connected to the night market, and the lights are dim.

They walked with their backs facing the bustle. Along the street corners, the lanterns hanging under the eaves reflected the snow, and the plum trees planted in the backyard of some people were blooming, protruding a little from the fence, tremblingly beautiful.

The snow was unprovoked, but her mood was peaceful. On the way home, the night was beautiful.

She lay on Xiao Jue's back, looked at the moon in the sky, and called him, "Xiao Jue."

He gave a "hmm" and heard He Yan say: "You said, what will be the difference between the moon in ten, twenty, fifty years from now?"

Xiao Jue paused.

"I don't know." He answered after a while.

"I want to see what the moon will look like in a few decades from now."

Xiao Jue looked up, the cool moon was like eyebrows, the pear blossoms were snowing, and the voice of the person on his back was soft and quiet. When he was lying on his back, it was reassuring.

"I want to know too." His eyes softened, glinting like autumn water, and he said softly, "So... let's watch it together."

Let's watch together...the moon in ten, twenty, fifty years.

The corners of He Yan's mouth slowly curled up.

What will the future... be like?

Maybe the streets in ten years will not look like this, maybe twenty years from now, the wind and snow will be colder than now, maybe fifty years from now, both she and Xiao Jue will have gray hair.

But the moon may be no different than tonight.

It doesn't matter if it's different.

Ten, twenty, fifty years later, the mountains will be far away, and the world will suffer. She doesn't know it right now, but she knows...

She always loves the moon.

A snowflake fell on the hair of the person in front of him, and He Yan gently brushed it away for him.

I just feel that it is normal, the moon is bright and the wind is fine, tonight is a good night.

"Go home." She urged with a smile.

"it is good."

End of text

The text of "The Female General Star" is finished here. There are about three episodes. There are more things at the end of the year, and the episodes will be updated every week.

This book is not the same as before. There are basically no plots of house fighting and intrigue. It can be regarded as a female protagonist's growth direction, but the growth point is not in business ability, it is a cure for the character defects caused by the original family (?)

Except for the golden finger of fighting, Yan Yan is a very ordinary girl. She looks rather sassy, ​​and has a bit of a flattering personality in her bones. Fortunately, she was gradually cured by a lot of "favorites".

In Xiao Jue's words, he found that many friends confuse "wolf type" and "wolf dog type" and think he is not so angry. In fact, his wolf type lies in his calmness, love, sense of order and untamable. It has nothing to do with being angry or not, not a little wolf dog (covering his face). Basically, his three views are closer to those of modern people, so he is destined to be attracted by He Yan.

If He Yan's cuteness lies in her purity and firmness, then Xiao Jue's preciousness lies in his tenderness and respect.

In short, the moon shines on Yan Yan to go home. Thank you for your company for another year. I hope everyone will be healthy and happy in the new year!

See you outside!