The generals of the three military departments argued endlessly about the establishment of the new field artillery battalion. In the end, Zhang Shanfu and Wang Yunzhong decided to appoint ten temporary centurions to train the firearm battalion first, and then decide on the candidates for the chief and deputy lieutenant based on the effectiveness of the training. Because of Chunyu Zhen's recommendation, Zhao De was arranged as the centurion who commanded 60 gunners.

The establishment of the field artillery battalion will include a gunner battalion composed of 300 gunners and 10 craftsmen, and a Xiliu camp composed of 700 infantry and cavalry soldiers. The lieutenant personally led the gunner battalion, and the deputy lieutenant led the Xiliu camp. In principle, the deputy lieutenant must obey the military orders of the lieutenant. On the battlefield, the Xiliu camp is responsible for protecting the artillery battalion. During the march, the huge baggage of the entire battalion, including a small blacksmith shop, was scattered for carrying the 100-man team. Before the firearm battalion was officially trained, these were secrets of the military government, and participants including Chunyu Zhen should not disclose information to the outside world.

Before the artillery battalion was officially established, Zhao Xingde seized the opportunity to enjoy a rare holiday. Over the past few days, Li Ruoxue's roof and stables were renovated, which were beyond his reach. He brought back a lot of colorful pebbles from other places, spread around the flowerbed, and the cold winter withered, and the courtyard was also colorful. Originally, there were thick tree stumps in the small and medium-sized garden of the courtyard, which was left behind after the construction of the Bachelor's Palace Hall. Later, when the courtyard was built, the carpenters were too lazy to dig out the stumps at the roots. He smoothed the surface of the stump and applied tung oil varnish, and turned into a very ingenious wooden table. A few short rattan chairs were placed around for three or five friends to sit in the courtyard.

As the end of the year approaches, the world of the two is filled with a stronger and stronger sense of happiness. Unfortunately, women in this world are spoiled, and even the virtuous Ruoxue is no exception. Recently, he is a little lazy. After Zhao Xingde volunteered to cook several times, he let him go. He also ordered a light taste. It is a pity that Xingde is good at either shabu-shabu or barbecue. He even roasted vegetables and mushrooms during the march. He refused to disappoint the beauty, so he had to go to the bookstore to buy a few cooking tips and study them secretly.

Zhu Lingwu and Sun Xiaolian visited this day. Li Ruoxue said that he had been dizzy and fever recently, and his limbs were sore and weak. Zhu Lingwu volunteered to take her pulse, but he felt that the press was smooth and smooth as if pressing a ball, which was a sign of a slippery pulse. He asked, "Is Mrs. Zhao Kui Shui delayed the future?" Sun Xiaolian next to her said "ah", and her pretty face was slightly red. Zhu Lingwu glared at her and disagreed. How could she be as squeamish as this little girl when she was taking pulses and prescriptions. Li Ruoxue also felt a little shy, subconsciously looked outside and nodded.

Zhu Lingwu then smiled and said, "Congratulations to Mrs. Zhao, this is a happy vein." Seeing Li Ruoxue being stunned, Zhu Lingwu smiled and said, "Madam is pregnant." Sun Xiaolian also came to her senses and smiled and said, "Congratulations to Madam." Joy washed away the shyness like a tide. Li Ruoxue's delicate face turned red, her chest felt full of great happiness, and her heart was beating. All of her thoughts were felt by Zhu Lingwu who was still holding her vein. She smiled and shared the great joy of her friends in her boudoir.

At this time, Sun Xiaolian clapped her hands and smiled, "Sister Lingwu, why don't you prescribe a few pairs of fetal relief medicines for your wife?"

Zhu Lingwu glared at her and said, "It's three parts poisonous. Mrs. Zhao is so good, so how can I take medicine?" She pointed to the outside of the courtyard and teased her, "It's better to let Mr. Zhao cook more delicious food." Li Ruoxue had a fever in her pretty face, and she stroked her lower abdomen that had not yet been raised with a sweet smile on her face. Sun Xiaolian suddenly remembered and said in a lost voice: "If the Zhao army envoy was promoted to Shaoqing, if Mrs. Zhao's belly was a boy, she could be praised as a lord at the age of twenty." Zhao Xingde's title was already a lord, and she was so young, so it would be inevitable to become a lord in the future.

Li Ruoxue was still immersed in joy, and suddenly realized her words. Zhu Lingwu asked with a strange look: "If it were a girl, wouldn't she be able to be a gulf?"

Sun Xiaolian nodded and said, "If there is only a girl, the son-in-law will come to Yinjue." As he spoke, he saw Zhao Xingde walking out of the kitchen with a tablecloth and spread it on the wooden stake table in the yard. The plum blossoms have bloomed the most prosperously these days, with a faint fragrance and a beautiful sunshine. The winter is warm and the sun is sunny. Sitting around to eat under the flowers and trees in the yard, which has a unique flavor.

He stepped inside, and looked at his three pairs of beautiful eyes. Zhao Xingde smiled and said, "Madam, please invite the two girls to move into the courtyard. I will immediately present a delicious meal with the style of Lumei."

Seeing him looking complacent and seeking credit, Sun Xiaolian burst out laughing, Zhu Lingwu couldn't help laughing, but said, "Mrs. Zhao can't stand the wind and cold, so why don't you eat in the yard?" Li Ruoxue also nodded.

Zhao Xingde felt a little strange and asked, "Madam is not in good condition?" Li Ruoxue looked at the two girls beside him, and said "Yes", with a slightly red face. Zhao Xingde looked at Zhu Lingwu again with inquiring eyes. Zhu Lingwu smiled and said, "Madam Zhao is happy." As he spoke, he pushed Li Ruoxue's wrist to Zhao Xingde, as if he wanted him to take his pulse himself.

Zhao Xingde held Ruoxue Hao's wrist with both hands and asked in surprise: "Madam, what Miss Zhu said is true?"

Li Ruoxue said softly again, Zhao Xingde couldn't control the surprise in his heart and said loudly: "I have a child!" He danced happily, thanking Zhu Lingwu and Sun Xiaolian repeatedly, and then wanted to pick up Li Ruoxue again, Ruoxue was so ashamed that Ruoxue blushed. Zhu Lingwu was both angry and funny, and repeatedly advised: "Don't get angry." He gave up.

He was so proud that he made the two girls' ears red. The reed eyebrows were really good at noon that day. The honey gingerbread was just baked just right, with the browned skin dough decorated with almonds and candied fruits, sour and sweet fried fish and ham, roasted deer jerky, as well as porridge made of lentils, corn, pine nuts and grapes. Unfortunately, the four of them didn't know the taste. Zhao Xingde and Li Ruoxue were immersed in ecstasy, and the two girls patted their chests after leaving Zhao's house and laughed happily together.

After the guest left, Li Ruoxue put down his reserve, snuggled in Zhao Xingde's arms, and said in a sweet voice: "My husband, what tree should we plant for the child?"

"Popular tree," Zhao Xingde gently stroked his soft hair, "I'm not afraid of wind and sand, and it's easy to support my children."

Li Ruoxue thought for a while and whispered: "I still like ginkgo very much. There are good trees in the south of the Yangtze River. They are cultivated into the sky, and the leaves are like traces on the railings, and the sons are peeled from the apricots." She recited her words, and Zhao Xingde could not resist, so he could only smile and said, "Then plant ginkgo."

At this time, children will plant a tree when they are born, and call it the tree of natality. After that, they will be carefully watered. A hundred years later, they will be buried under the trees. The cemeteries of many families are a beautiful forest with beautiful scenery. Each tree has a name engraved on it, as if life will last forever in the world.

This day was the day when Yelu Dashi entered the imperial capital Linhuang. Everything in the wild was bleak, and the southern city where the Han people lived was also empty. In response to the uprising, Yelu Zhangnu, who responded to his uprising, imitated the morale of the army, plundered the population and wealth of the southern city according to what Youzhou did. The northern city was where the Khitan court and nobles lived, and closed the doors and doors. Before Yelu Dashi arrived, Yelu Zhangnu knew that a few Yelu Yanxi's best friends were slaughtered, and the men killed them, while the women were distributed to their subordinates. The entire northern city was filled with a terrifying atmosphere. Everyone was waiting for Yelu Dashi and the arrival of the new Khitan emperor.

"Yelu Zhangnu is really not a thing." Yelu Tiege said in a deep voice, "The several families that offended him were destroyed by the clan." The war horse seemed to feel the master's intentions and sniffed uneasily. Three hundred thousand troops were approaching the city, but Yelu Zhangnu still stationed tens of thousands of his subordinates in Shangjing City, and did not personally go to the big stone tent to express his surrender.

Yelu Dashi said leisurely: "He thought there were more than 200 Yelu nobles supporting him, so he was fearless." He paused and asked, "In the Nanjing side, the tribe leader robbed the slaves and wealth that should be given to me by the warriors. What are these people? We need to figure out." He did want to reopen the eight Khitan tribes to discuss matters, but the positions occupied by the old tribes should be replaced with fresh blood.

"No problem." Yelu Tiege smiled, "Everyone is ready to go back from Shangjing and will take the old dogs to take surgery."

While speaking, the cavalry passed through the empty streets and came to Chengtian Gate. He saw that the center of the Dakai City Gate was Yelu Zhangnu standing on his horse, holding his fists and bowing, "The last general is to welcome the eight generals!" All his soldiers shouted loudly: "Welcome the eight generals!"

The generals behind Yelu Dashi were immediately furious. The eight generals were called Yelu Dashi when he raised an army. Since defeating the Liao emperor Yelu Yanxi, the army has long been called "Your Majesty". Yelu Zhangnu still called him the old name, and the generals couldn't help but wonder: "This old dog is still called the old name. Is he not convinced and wants to rebel?" Several generals had already pressed their hands on the hilt of the knife.

Yelu Dashi's surface was calm, and Zhuma said in a deep voice: "The deputy commander-in-chief is exempted from the gift."

Yelu Zhangnu stood up straight and moved the middle way away. Yelu Dashi did not enter the city immediately. Instead, he stared at Yelu Zhangnu and asked in a deep voice: "Has the tyrants all taken care of?" He was condescending, with an extremely majestic tone, which was completely different from the gentle Dashi Linya, the Khitan No. 1 and the gentle Dashi Linya when he was in the capital.

Yelu Zhangnu, as he looked at him, felt a coldness in his body, and involuntarily replied: "The queen, the three noble concubines, six princes and six princesses are all enclosed in Tianxiong Temple." He was already a little secretly regretful in his heart. He shouldn't have believed the slander of others and pretended to be a gesture to get a greater reward.

Yelu Dashi snorted coldly, no longer paid attention to Yelu Zhangnu, and rode his horse into the inner city. Dozens of generals surrounded him, and tens of thousands of cavalry followed closely behind. Yelu Zhangnu was slightly stunned, and then he hurriedly followed behind. He tried his best to squeeze into the generals on the inner level, but there was no more room. All the generals looked at the person who was still in Shangjing with cold eyes a day ago.
Chapter completed!