Yan Bainian listened without saying anything. In the twelfth lunar month, people crowded into the bustling business district, fearing that others would crowd him and block people for him. He wondered, "When the capital was not so busy last year, how could it be so crowded this year?"
Yan Bainian "makes money because someone is poor."
He saw the imperial guards and Kyoto yamen patrolling around here, which shows that this is a commercial area specially opened by the imperial court.
Wen asked consciously, "Who is it?"
Yan Bainian smiled and didn’t answer the words.
When I came back from downtown, Wen was talking with a pile of food in his hand, and he also said, "Since when did the Duke like to eat these?"
Yan Bainian does not argue that "take it well and don’t ask more."
The two separated outside the west gate, and Yan Bainian confessed, "You wait for me in the hundred-foot building. I have been living in the palace these days."
Li Lingyu is still watching the end of the year, and all departments have already prepared for the New Year.
Before dinner, Yan Bainian came back to see that the lights in the bedroom haven’t come on yet, and Yan Bainian didn’t help Zhu to light the lights one by one. Li Lingyu knew he was back when he saw the lights on.
I chased him in and saw him still on the lighting table. She looked at all the snacks.
Eating in the commercial street smells good.
She laughed. "Ah Zhu, heat these up."
O Zhu came in and hesitated to say,’ These don’t know … "
"Nothing to worry about"
Yan Bainian is not afraid of cold and winter, or a single robe and doesn’t even care about physical injuries.
And she was terribly cold, even though the heater was lit in the temple, she still felt bitterly cold
Yan Bainian lit a lamp and came to hold her hand. Her hand was cold.
"How can it be so cold?"
Li Lingyu sighed, "I didn’t care about my health before, but now I’m getting what I deserve for being young."
Besides, before fame, where can I care about these cold or not?
"Don’t talk nonsense, let the medical officer have a good look" and put her hands together.
Li Lingyu doesn’t struggle. He keeps himself warm.
They ate dinner quietly in the temple. It’s rare that Li Lingyu didn’t work overtime.
Yan Bainian looked at her like a hamster. Someone was with her in the temple, and Li Lingyu felt less lonely.
When it was almost time to eat, she said, "I was too busy yesterday to ask if your company was settled?"
Yanbainian nodded.
"Is the war damage big?"
"Destroyed more than 40,000 Turkic soldiers and suffered heavy casualties of nearly 70,000."
Li Lingyu listened with a sigh of relief and asked; "Don’t Turks claim to be thirty thousand troops south?"
"That depends on how to calculate. If the fighters are one to ten, it will be less than 100 thousand."
Li Lingyu was shocked. "Can you still do this?"
Yan Bainian laughed when she saw her letter. "For example, after the death of the old Turkic king, it may be more than enough for the tribal soldiers to add up to 300,000, but there are definitely no 300,000 soldiers in the south."
Li Lingyu said, "Today, I received news that Pingcheng Yingzhou won a great victory and killed the left-wing king in Mobei, killing more than 40 thousand Turks."
Yan Bainian listened and couldn’t see happiness or sadness.
It is simply said that "life for life, but it is also a gain. At least kill the Turkic king and let them know that the Han people can also kill them."
Li Lingyu saw that he was in low spirits and said this with a faint hatred.
They met each other at the end of the century without suspicion. At that time, he still didn’t lead the war, and she was a well-known civil servant in the capital. She felt like friends at first sight.
Now they are not the same as they were when they were young.
"Is there a big casualty in the city of Sizhou?"