Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

In Tokyo Daliang in February, the new green willow branches sway in the wind, and the palaces and pavilions form a beautiful scene. The white paper money fluttering in the wind is like falling leaves, adding a bit of autumn-like misery to the spring.

The Longjin Bridge connects to the north-south central axis of Daliang City, faces the Suzaku Gate in the inner city to the north, and borders the handicraft business district in the outer city to the east. At the head of this bridge, three men and women who seem to be at odds meet by chance, and they glance at each other as if they have been separated from each other...

On the street next to Longjin Bridge, a banner with the word "Guo" hung on the door of the half-open blacksmith shop under the archway, and the shop is obliquely facing Suzaku Avenue. The simple wooden booths outside are filled with newly forged farm tools, knives and various ironware, and the bellows inside are rattling loudly. The red charcoal fire, the faint blue flame, the inside is much hotter than the outside.

A tall and strong young man of eighteen or nineteen was sweating profusely with a hammer. He only wore a short jacket on his upper body, with his chest open and his sleeves torn off. The swinging hammer made the sound of the wind, the sweat was swaying with the trembling of the muscles, and the air was filled with the most primitive sense of power. This young man is called "Shao Ge'er". He has a really good-looking body, two long arms, muscles on the shoulders, prominent chest muscles, and a piece-by-piece abdomen; this body is definitely not something that a skilled craftsman can train, because the lines are too well-proportioned. Brother Shao joined the army at the age of fourteen, and now he is a small leader of the Forbidden Army under the commander Zhang Yongde, who has been practicing archery for many years.

"Kuang!" The force of this hammer was suddenly great, sparks flew, and a woman whispered "Yeah" from behind.

The young woman who made a sound glanced at Brother Shao who was sweating profusely in naked clothes, and quickly turned her head to avoid it. The basket she was carrying was held tightly in her arms, as if frightened by the sound of violent beating.

Her forehead is full, her eyes are big and bright, and the shabby coarse cloth dress cannot hide her graceful figure. Her hair was pulled up and wrapped in a piece of gray cloth, she looked like a married woman in terms of dress and age, but she was not brother Shao's wife, she was just doing laundry, cooking, and chores here.

At this moment, passers-by on Suzaku Avenue diagonally across from him hurriedly evaded. People looked curiously and saw a large group of honor guards winding towards a gorgeous felt cart. There are not only brand-new cavalry guards riding tall horses and armor, but also many court ladies and eunuchs, with flags, umbrellas and cards. This battle must be the nobles of the Ouchi, and sure enough, the people in the official sedan chairs hurriedly avoided the side of the road and bowed respectfully to look up.

"Mrs. Weiguo," said a voice from the crowd who avoided the archway here.

Brother Shao also stopped swinging the hammer, and stood beside the anvil, squinting his eyes and watching from a distance. It was already afternoon, and looking west from the handicraft commercial area on the east side of Suzaku Avenue, it happened to be facing the westward sun, which made people dare not open their eyes.

And isn't the guard of honor of that noble lady just like the sun, making people fearful and afraid to look directly at it?

Mrs. Fu of the State of Wei was born in the Fu family of three generations of kings. Her father, Fu Yanqing, was the King of Wei in Hebei. After the fall of the Tang Empire, the Central Plains changed five surnames and five dynasties for more than 40 years.

The eldest daughter, Fu Shi, first married (later) the son of Li Shouzhen, the great general of the Han Dynasty. Li Shouzhen's father and son failed in the army and were killed;

It is precisely this kind of woman who has always been in the sky. When passing Shao Geer's blacksmith shop, she suddenly opened the bead curtain on the side of the cart, revealing a small half of her face with bright eyes and bright teeth. Her gaze is radiant, as if it has great penetrating power, even if it is separated by a wide road, she can still see the hearts of the people here.

The person she was looking at was Brother Shao, she glanced at the young woman Yulian next to her.

Such three people, the gap is too big, there shouldn't be any relationship at all, the scene just now happened to these three people is very strange.

... Putting the curtains away, Mrs. Wei Guo sat upright in the gorgeous car and closed her eyes gently, as if she was closing her eyes to rest her mind. A woman who is as white as jade and as beautiful as a fairy, her upper body is covered with a plain white background with light-colored patterns on her collar and half of her arms, which has a faint Tang style, but it is much more restrained than the Tang palace dress; her sitting posture is very upright, with sharp shoulders and a slender neck.

A few years ago, how the young sergeant Lang appeared in the guards of the Fu family's palace, she had no idea, and she didn't want to figure it out at all; but when she married into Li Shouzhen's mansion and saw the young man again, she felt vaguely familiar; it wasn't until Li Shouzhen and his son rebelled, and Guo Wei led the army to attack the mansion, that Lang left a deep impression on the Fu family.

At that time, the army was in turmoil, and the Li family's house was in chaos. There were people who were killed and fleeing and begging for mercy everywhere, but there was absolutely no one who resisted desperately, because everything was over and resistance was meaningless. Fu didn't want to be buried with the rebellious Li family, so he hurriedly retreated into the inner mansion. The sound of killing was getting closer and closer. At this time, there was a man in armor who didn't run away at the gate of the inner mansion, that was the familiar Erlang. He suddenly said beside him: Let me serve my wife for the last time.

She was already terrified and panicked, so she didn't care about the strange words, so she hurried in with the only remaining maid. It's just that there are still some sounds deep in the memory that cannot be erased. The sound of the metal rubbing the sword out of its sheath is so clear... The sword has no feeling, but the person holding the sword should feel it. Maybe the sword also has a death-like desolation? Erlang's roar, the barbaric clash of weapons, did he rush into a large group of pursuers alone?

Let me serve my lady one last time. Why did he do this?

Fu Shi frowned, and a vague impression appeared in his mind again. A light rainy morning, a ragged boy shivering on the side of the road, the scolding of the guards...Father, father, he is so pitiful, please order someone to save him.

"Madam please move." A female officer knelt beside the car and said, her words interrupted Fu Shi's meditation.

She walked down slowly with her delicate arm supported by the maid. All the eunuchs and maids immediately bowed down and stood respectfully. No one dared to say a word. Only one official was listening to the whispering of the old man next to him, and their sneaky movements were very conspicuous at this time.

Fu Shi didn't care about it, walked up to a sedan chair, waved his hands back to the left and right, and called the eunuch to come and talk.

"That brother's name is Guo Shao. He is one of the ten generals (equivalent to a small captain) in the imperial army. He is currently serving under the tent of Zhang Yongde, the commander of the capital in front of the palace, and he belongs to the Xiaodi army in front of the palace."

Fu Shi said softly: "So that's the case, no wonder I remember seeing him somewhere."

After she finished speaking, she wanted to throw it out of her mind, but somehow a voice seemed to ring in her ears again, asking me to serve my wife for the last time. It disturbed her a little, so she blurted out: "If you can see Zhang Yongde, let him take care of that Guo Shao, this person did something to me when he was in the river..."

"Here." The eunuch replied respectfully.

After saying that, Fu Shi felt a lot more relaxed, and then asked: "The officials have made a decision to go to the imperial conquest?"

The eunuch lowered his voice and said: "My family thinks it's close to ten. Yesterday Prime Minister Feng Dao dissuaded the official from conscripting himself, and he said that the official was not as good as Tang Taizong. Today, he was dismissed..."

After hearing this, Fu Shi didn't say anything, and turned to get on the sedan chair. Of course she doesn't want her newly married second husband to take risks; but because she has not been named the wife of Weiguo for a long time and has not yet been named queen, she doesn't want to disobey Chai Rong's mind too much to admonish him.

The new emperor Chai Rong wanted to personally conquer the Khitan coalition forces of the Northern Han Dynasty. The Lord of the Northern Han Dynasty who occupied Jinyang had always wanted to imitate Shi Jingtang and borrow Khitan soldiers to go south to become the emperor of the Central Plains. He fought many battles.

Fu's family had experienced wars in exile. She thought it was impossible for the Northern Han Dynasty to drive south to destroy the Zhou Dynasty, and the emperor did not need to conscript himself. But the emperor's mind may not only want to protect the country, but also want to establish his own prestige and stabilize the domestic situation through a war... If the personal conquest is defeated, the consequences will be disastrous. But since the officials have made up their minds, it is useless to dissuade them.

"Get up the sedan chair!" With a sharp shout, Fu's sedan chair was carefully lifted up amidst the crowd. In front is the deep palace, a world that ordinary people can't imagine.