Time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it was mid-October in the eighth year of Taikang. At this time, Jimen Pass in the lower north was already quite cold, and the north wind blew on his face, and there was still a sense of splitting.

Calculate the days, Li Xin left the capital in late June. It took two months on the way to Jizhou City, and it was the end of August. In other words, it has been more than a month since he arrived in Jizhou City.

This month, he spent most of his time living in this garden in Jizhou City. However, as the general of Zhenbei Army, he had visited the Zhenbei Army camp several times, but he did not care much about Zhenbei Army affairs, and left Ye Mao with all the big and small matters to deal with, which was to give Ye Mao, the future general, an internship opportunity.

That morning, Marquis Jing'an was wearing a cloak sewn by the eldest princess, sitting in the study in the garden, writing something at his desk.

This northern expedition was not a matter of rush, especially since he left the capital in summer, and after he arrived at Jimen Pass, it was already autumn, and now it was almost winter. At this time, the weather in the north was cold and it was not suitable for the battle.

Even if Li Xin wants to fight, he will have to wait until next spring.

Besides, there is a turning point in this matter, because a few days ago, he received a reply from the king Yuwen Zhao, who agreed to enter Jizhou City to meet Li Xin.

The four Yuwen tribes are not a monolithic part, and even the Helan tribe and the Futu tribe have some grudges. As the royal tribe, Yuwencion tribe, always thinks about unifying the Yuwen tribe, which is a good opportunity to make use of.

After writing a letter on the desk, Li Xin got up and asked someone to send the letter of peace back to the capital. Then he stood up from his chair, stretched his waist wide, and stood up and walked out of the garden.

In the garden, Zhao Fang, who is now a captain of Zhenbei Military Academy, is waiting for Li Xin with his hands down.

"The Marquis has something to ask me for?"

Because the two hadn't met for a while, Li Xin looked up and down at the young man.

Having not seen each other for more than a month, Zhao Fang's expression was much stronger than before. I wonder if it was because he had killed someone, but this young man who was less than fifteen years old had a unique aura.

Li Xin looked at the wound on his forehead and eyes and asked lightly: "Have you fought with someone?"

"Um."

Zhao Fang nodded and said nothing.

Li Xin's face was calm.

"Why?"

"Those people said that the people in our camp were all baby soldiers, they only know how to play house and cannot fight."

Zhao Fang gritted his teeth and whispered: "I was so angry that I fought with them."

It is theoretically impossible for a young man who is less than fifteen years old to become a captain of Zhenbei Army in one fell swoop. After all, the promotion system of Zhenbei Army is very strict, and you can only get a qualification without military achievements. However, Zhao Fang is different. He "brings his subordinates" to join the army. The more than 100 people he brought in alone were more than the number of lieutenant camps in Zhenbei Army. Therefore, Li Xin appointed him as a captain, and the generals of Zhenbei Army gave Li Xin face and said nothing more.

But the people below don't think so.

A little brat who didn't know where he came from, inexplicably became the captain of the Zhenbei Army. Although he didn't care about them, the veterans of the Zhenbei Army would inevitably be unhappy, and provocation and fight were inevitable.

Marquis Jing'an nodded and continued to ask, "Did you lose?"

Li Xin also had a smile on his face.

"There is no store in the King of Heaven's family in Jizhou City. If it is fake, I really don't know where to change it."

Yuwen Zhao laughed, turned sideways and said with a smile: "Marty Li is funny, come in and talk. I arrived last night and have been waiting for Mr. Li for the whole night."

Li Xin walked in with a slight smile.

To be honest, he doubted whether this Yuwen Zhao was really Yuwen Zhao. After all, he could cut him off at any time now. The real leader of the Yuwenchi tribe should not take such a risk.

However, looking at this person's words and demeanor, he doesn't look like a fake person.

He put his hands into his sleeves and walked into the room with a calm expression.
Chapter completed!