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The fingers on the guzheng strings pressed down, and in the exquisite courtyard, the woman raised her head, looking at her husband in front.

Wanyan Xiyin sat there, looking up slightly at the ceiling, then took a breath. He was already in his forties, approaching fifty. Although known for his literary talent, he had fought his way up in the Jurchen ranks, wielding immense power. The man before her possessed sufficient authority and killing intent, but only in front of this concubine would he not reveal it.

"His Majesty has completed preparations, and the imperial decree has arrived. We'll head south in two routes. Nianhan commands the left route, as the Left Deputy Marshal, and I am the supervisor. Today... we will set off."

"Nianhan..." Chen Wenjun opened her mouth slightly. As the most valiant and decisive general among the Jurchens, Nianhan's other name was Wanyan Zonghan, the domineering man who had played a significant role in Aguda's rebellion and ascent to the throne. She had met him before. "You didn't... mention it before."

The mobilization and assembly of a large army could not be accomplished instantly. Although Xiyin's position was below Zonghan, only a deputy, his status meant he must have known about this. Hearing the woman's question, Xiyin sighed.

"I have always opposed taking the Southern Wu Dynasty, but the Emperor's will is absolute, and cannot be changed. Knowing it would only cause you unnecessary worry. I know you still have feelings for the Wu Dynasty. This time heading south, the armies will spread, leaving nothing untouched. If you still have any family or relatives in the South, tell me, and I will bring them here for you."

After he said this, the woman was silent for a long time, then smiled: "There are none..."

Xiyin nodded. He stood up, walked over, and placed his hand on Chen Wenjun's shoulder. Chen Wenjun then rested her forehead on his abdomen. The couple had been together for many years. Xiyin admired Han learning, and Chen Wenjun had been a lady from a scholarly family. Adrift in the north, the dodder vine found a tall tree to cling to. Initially, there might have been some helplessness, but gradually they both succumbed to each other, turning into admiration born of shared interests. In this era, all of this was hard-won. However, with the national situation in opposition, although Chen Wenjun had followed her husband and had been accepted by the Jurchens, it could not be said that her heart was without heaviness.

"After heading south, you don't need to worry about me at home. I have explained the household matters to the steward, and everything will proceed as before. If you feel tired, you don't need to handle social engagements. But if anyone disrespects you, whether inside or outside the house, just drive them out. You are Wanyan Xiyin's wife, and I will not tolerate outsiders pointing fingers. When the Wu Dynasty matter is over... when I return, you will be the mistress of my house, and I will report this to His Majesty..."

"Husband doesn't need to think too much, I know." Chen Wenjun smiled softly, then said, "I only hope that husband, in this journey south, will remember that Heaven cherishes life, and not... harm the innocent. In the war between Jin and Wu, please forgive me for not being able to wish you victory, but I will pray here day and night, hoping for your safe return."

"That is enough. I will not hold back in battle, but outside the battlefield, the Wu Dynasty is prosperous, and I will try my best to preserve it. I am leaving, you don't need to see me off."

Wanyan Xiyin hugged her, turned and left. In the past, if Wanyan Xiyin went on an expedition, she, as half the mistress of the house, would definitely see him to the gate, but this time he said not to see him off, which was a kind of admiration and understanding for the Wu Dynasty. Chen Wenjun had many words in her heart, but she couldn't say a word. She walked out of the door, stood on the terrace, looked at her husband, who was walking steadily and uprightly out of the courtyard, her shoulders slumped, and she finally sighed a long breath and closed her eyes.

She stood on the terrace for a while, listening to the sound of the wind around her, and then opened her mouth and called out, "Lüqi." That was the name of the maid, "Go to the front and watch when your master leaves, and come back and tell me, I want to pray for your master's safety."

The maid who came over responded and left. Her eyes calmed down, she raised her hand and wiped the wetness in her eyes, and walked back to the room. She took out a plum blossom painting that she had been painting for a long time but hadn't finished, spread it out, and took out a piece of paper, on which she wrote a few small lines.

Before she finished writing the words, the noisy footsteps came from downstairs. This was a wooden building, and the light footsteps in the stairwell could be heard clearly. She put away the note, and at this time, two children came up, the older sister was six years old, named Wanyan Qingxue, and the younger brother was three years old, named Wanyan Qiming, both of whom were her children with Wanyan Xiyin. As soon as the three-year-old brother came up, he rushed towards his mother.

"Mother, mother, Daddy is going out, let us come to see you, Daddy said you are unhappy, let us make you happy. Mother, why are you unhappy?"

Chen Wenjun hugged him and said with a smile: "Mother is not unhappy."

Wanyan Qingxue stood aside, the six-year-old she already seemed well-behaved, and she didn't want to be with her mother like her younger brother: "Mother must be unhappy because Daddy is leaving, Daddy is going out to fight bad people again, but he always doesn't come back for a long time."

Chen Wenjun's eyes flickered, then she pulled her daughter over and sighed softly: "No, this time Daddy is not going out to fight bad people."

"Then what is Daddy going out to fight?"

"Um... we don't talk about this, you will know when you grow up. Now... Mother will play with you, okay?"

The two children clapped their hands and laughed, and the woman started playing games with the children. After a while, the maid Lüqi came back and told her that the master of the house had left. The few people played for a while, and because of their father's departure, the two children clung to their mother. It wasn't until this afternoon that a secret message was secretly sent out from this mansion.

Two large armies were already on the road south, and the message was constantly being transmitted to the south through galloping horses, boats, and carrier pigeons. Soon after, an old man named Zhou Tong, riding a fine horse, was also galloping south in the starry night of the north. Tens of thousands of troops, the Jin Emperor's state letter and imperial decree, wrapped in a vast amount of information that was difficult to estimate, surged to the south. The north and south were like a huge nervous system. When the news rushed to the Youyan area, the Southern Wu Dynasty had just passed the joy of the Qixi Festival, and then the first wave of news rushed to Yanjing Prefecture, like a huge neuron bursting open, countless neural fires, rushing to the huge body of the Wu Dynasty.

July 18th, the tide of information rushed to the peak of Gouzhu Mountain, spreading over the towering Yanmen Pass.

July 19th, the news rushed past the Taiyuan line! Land and water routes, galloping horses raced between post roads, running through mountains, rivers, and bustling cities. Eight hundred li at a fast pace, all available information channels were operating frantically, extending rapidly!

Then, July 20th, night. In the brightly lit city, the palace had closed its doors, and a frantic horse rushed towards the palace city...

The news of the Jin invasion, like a sudden thunderclap, a huge shock accompanied by crazy arcs of electricity constantly spreading, countless people received the news one after another. On the night of July 20th, Ning Yi received the note while he was entertaining guests at Zhuji's restaurant. The person who came was Puyang Yi from Jiangning, and also accompanying him were Shishi and another popular woman from Fanlou. On the stage in the restaurant, performers were singing.

Recently, due to some deliberate reason, the performances in Zhuji often mixed some ancient war songs or songs about war. At this time, the song being sung on the stage was the Chu State's military song "Ode to Homecoming" from the Chu-Han period. The music sounded at this time, in the noise of the street outside, with a subtle feeling.

The lyrics of "Ode to Homecoming" are like this:

"The grass is green, the willows are green, leisurely thoughts.
Thinking of you, thinking of you, you do not see, quietly waiting for your return.
Ask my lover, why not return, the hometown is also waiting for you to return.
Thousands of delicate steps, fluttering, graceful meeting.
Thinking of you, but you do not see, foolishly waiting for comfort.
Ask my darling, why not return, waiting for you wholeheartedly..."

In Ning Yi's house, Xiao Chan had given birth to a boy only four days ago, and Puyang Yi had already visited the Ning Mansion during the day. While they were talking, Qi Xinhan ran upstairs quickly with a piece of intelligence. Ning Yi opened it and rolled it up.

The expression on his face, the moment he finished reading the intelligence, became indifferent. Puyang Yi felt the sudden change, and Shishi also felt it. In the moment after reading the intelligence, it seemed that all emotions suddenly faded from the face of this young scholar, also a friend, and then on that face, there seemed to be only calm, pure reason. He looked at Puyang Yi opposite him, pressed his right hand on the table, and tapped it lightly twice, as if considering his words.

Puyang Yi said: "Is there something wrong with the child at home..."

"No, there are some other things..."

Ning Yi got up to say goodbye, then looked at Shishi: "I'm leaving, you sit for a while, I'll ask someone to send you back to Fanlou later."

"Yes." Shishi had performed at Zhuji more than once or twice. At this time, she nodded subconsciously, wanting to say something, but before she could say it, Ning Yi had already walked downstairs.

He walked down Fanlou, and on the street, several people were swaggering by, one of whom was Gao Mu'en, the leader. However, when he saw Ning Yi's footsteps coming without stopping, he subconsciously wanted to retreat: "You you you..." The guards around him also wanted to come over to stop Ning Yi, but Ning Yi stretched out his hands.

With a bang, his figure directly crossed the guard who was blocking him and hugged Gao Mu'en tightly. Gao Mu'en: "Ugh... cough cough cough..." He almost vomited blood, and his face was flushed red, but Ning Yi had already let go of him and patted his face: "Have fun, take care."

When Gao Mu'en regained his senses, Ning Yi had already walked away, he bent over and covered his chest, looked back and raised his hand, extremely confused: "Ah?"

Ning Yi got into the carriage, and Zhu Biao, Qi Xinhan and others got in too.

"Send someone north to inform General Qin Shaoqian that the five hundred men of Dulonggang have completed training and can be delivered. Zhuji activates the first emergency plan, all northern personnel will quickly concentrate after completing their on-site survey tasks, and data archiving must be completed as quickly as possible. Go to the Right Chancellor's residence."

After a series of orders that were almost without any punctuation marks, the carriage drove to the Chancellor's residence. When it arrived at the gate of the Chancellor's residence, Qin Si Yuan had already boarded the carriage, preparing to go to the Imperial City, and quickly asked Ning Yi to get directly into the carriage to discuss matters.

At the same time, in the entire city, in the entire country, countless people were already moving, running, and gathering. In the Imperial City, the Emperor Zhou Zhe "Ah--" pushed over all the things on the imperial desk, with a rumbling sound, the surrounding curtains swayed, and the lights flickered.

On July 22nd, the Jin people's state letter condemning the Wu Dynasty for the Zhang Jue incident arrived in Bianliang, demanding that the Wu Dynasty pay reparations and cede all land north of the Yellow River. While the civil and military officials of the court denounced the absurdity of this state letter, the continuous Jin military forces did not wait for a reply, and they had already launched an attack on the northern front of thousands of miles.

On July 23rd, the Jin East Route Army divided into two routes. General Wanyan Chang led the southward army to conquer Gubeikou north of Yanjing, and on the same day captured Tanzhou. At the same time, Wanyan Zongwang led the westward army across Yutian area of ​​Hebei. Four days later, he captured Jizhou, an important town east of Yanjing, forming a pincer-like encirclement of Yanjing.

Two years later, the Jin people pushed the war to the former capital of the Liao Kingdom again. In the west, the West Route Army led by Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Xiyin had been pushing all the way to the Yanmen Pass line.

On July 27th, the same day that Wanyan Zongwang captured Jizhou, Guo Yaoshi, Zhang Linghui and others led the Ever-Victorious Army to pull out of camp and attacked at the Chaobai River east of Yanjing, refusing to fight Wanyan Zongwang. This is currently the only team belonging to the Wu Dynasty that can really fight. After Guo Yaoshi joined the Wu Dynasty, he buried his head in training and gritted his teeth and persevered. On the opposite side was the second son of Aguda, the former Jin military soul before Wushu, and he did not need to consider who could possibly stop him. There were not too many twists and turns between the two sides. Guo Yaoshi arrived at the Chaobai River, set up his formation, and Wanyan Zongwang rushed straight over.

Before everything was passed into the sluggish nervous center of the Wu Dynasty, on the bank of the Chaobai River, the military forces of the two armies, totaling more than 100,000 people, had collided in the most violent manner, setting off a wave of blood...

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