但过去事更不想起
李令俞最后青鱼符让杨彪松口见了随彭定西回京两人
严柏年说和这两人口几乎没有出入
彭定西是死于急症死在相州驿
那两人今想起来还是觉得恍然如梦
李令俞问“当时跟着彭将军除了你们几个还有其他人吗?”
“那裴承楷当年还年少身边跟着裴家老人两个练家据说是裴家老爷给护卫”
李令俞挑眉问“那两个护卫一直跟着他吗?还是突然跟在他身边?”
这没人知道也没人注意过毕竟不打眼人没人会特别注意
李令俞记了
当年彭定西回京就有蹊跷他收到那封盖着豫章太私印信到底是谁送给他?
等午后已经问得差不多了她才说“今日事到此止各位并州立功劳我会如实报给圣人九边镇始终是一体不会有谁被单独出来将来也是”
她这话说很显想醒杨彪最好别轻举妄动
她不管他有什么心思但是最好收起来
Yang Biao finally said, "I’m Li’s adult."
Li Lingyu just smiled. "No one dares to touch you if Jiubian Town is like an iron bucket."
Yang Biao gave her a deep look.
Li Lingyu doesn’t expect him to put his mind at once. It is a great contribution for him to be able to hold Bing.
It’s already noon when she returns to the city.
Knowing that she had gone to the camp, Yan Bainian sat in the courtyard and made tea. When she came back, Yan Bainian asked, "Can Master Li have the honor to have a cup of tea?"
Li Lingyu went in and sat next to him and asked, "Is there any movement next door?"
Yan Bainian laughed. "There was no bearer who had already left yesterday."
If Pei Yu came to say goodbye in the evening, he would go to Lishi to see his uncle the next morning.
Li Lingyu asked, "General Pei has been in Lishi for some years."
Pei Yu saw that she asked casually that "Pei’s family is a military commander."
Yan Bainian said, "But when I got to Pei’s adult, there was a literary star."
Peiyu smiled and said nothing.
After leaving the stone, he will go back to Beijing. This time, he missed the opportunity. I didn’t expect that he spent so much money and money in Bing, and his mind was so fragile. When Cao Xie’s father died, none of them took out a military commander, so that Bing could take over from the front and add orders from saints. Li Lingyu moved very fast, but Bing had successfully returned to the jurisdiction of saints in half a month.
It’s hard not to be angry that all these years have been a glutton.
The other parts of bing’s jurisdiction are a little loose, and now they are all ready to move.
My uncle wrote to ask him if the prison army had been staying in Bing and heard that someone was asking Peng Dingxi about the past.
He needs to go to Lishi. His father has a lot to hide, but his uncle doesn’t hide it from him.
There is one way for him to be loyal to the loyal monarch now.
This time, when he goes back, he will pick up Fangjia in Hedong, and he is bound to clear the way ahead.
He can’t be soft even if he is right.
Li Lingyu saw that his face was not easy and casually said, "Lishi is not far from the Yellow River and not far from Qin Zhou."
Pei Yu asked, "My younger brother knows geography very well, but is there any place you want to go?"
Li Lingyu casually said, "I once heard of’ and a mist from the Yun and Meng valleys has beleaguered the city of Yueyang’ in a poem. If I am lucky enough, I want to see if Yunmengze really lives with immortals."
Peiyu listened with great surprise and admiration.
Her knowledge seems to be different from his roots. Mathematics is not the same thing.
She blurted out such famous sentences as’ and a mist from the Yun and Meng valleys has beleaguered the city of Yueyang’ and he had never heard them.
He sincerely said, "It’s really a good poem. It sounds like a magnificent scene."
Li Lingyu also casually said that Yan Bainian laughed and said, "I will accompany you to Yunmengze to find immortals and see such magnificent scenery sometime in the future."
Li Lingyu sighed and smiled, "Don’t be late at this time. Who can say for sure?"
Pei Yu felt something unlucky in his heart and said, "How can I have such an idea when I am young?"
Li Lingyu also did not explain.
After Pei Yu left, Li Lingyu looked at the door stupidly and Yan Bainian said, "I can actually confirm that Peng Dingxi was killed by Pei Jia."
Yanbainian frown looked at her.
Li Lingyu added, "I can’t produce evidence, because it’s been too long, and those people are gone."
Yan Bainian rarely seriously said that "you can’t be sure that you can’t make people believe without evidence."
Li Lingyu frowned and didn’t talk. She couldn’t get this evidence, and she didn’t.
If you go back to Beigong, Xiao Yong may not be wrong with her.
She wants to take something that Xiao Yong can protect her.
On the second day, as soon as Peiyu left, Li Lingyu asked Duan Gong to go to the army to wake up. Yang Biao must pay attention to the fact that if there is a rebellion in Bing, it is his responsibility.
In Beijing, Xiao Yong was still satisfied with the current situation of Bing Army. From the very beginning, Xiao Yong was furious. Now, Yang Biao rushed to stabilize Zhongjun. Although it was not satisfactory, Bing didn’t make a mess again. Now it is not impossible to attack north to get Shuozhou back.
This made Xiao Yong a lot smoother, but Xiao recited a few words less smoothly.
Xiao Yong has received a report from Peiyu. It is clearly written in Peiyu’s report that half a month ago, the North Palace ordered the three northern states to help Bing stabilize Zhongjun and other military orders.
Is almost let Li Lingyu with the aim of killing the winner in the army.
Bing has surrendered to Bei Gong in almost less than a month, which shows that military commanders and civil servants are completely different.
He had been transferred to Bing Jiangnan camp, and either goldbrick returned to Jiangnan or was killed. None of them actually competed with Yang Biao and others.
Jiangnan soldiers have no courage if they have not fought against Turks, have they?
Xiao chanting is unknown.
I fell ill again in a quite stuffy atmosphere.
This will be called illness at home and Cao Yin will be urged out.
When Xiao Yong fell ill, Xie Huiyin happened to be in charge of the empress dowager’s birthday. Now she still needs to manage the harem or prepare a birthday for the empress dowager, so she came to Taiji Temple to ask Xiao Yong for instructions.
I was in the middle of Xiao Yong’s headache, which was so serious that I fainted.
Xie Huiyin immediately ordered Liu Kun not to keep it a secret after a short panic. He secretly called the medical officer, who had been attending to the disease in Taiji Hall and asked Cao Yin to be invited.
Always keep it from Hualinyuan.

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