From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 977

The snow has stopped, and the wind has died down.

Li Yu'an's worries disappeared immediately, and her mood soon improved.

"The sun is out! We can set off!"

She shouted excitedly, and couldn't help hugging Zhou Yuan's arm, saying, "If we set off now, can we get to Seoul tonight?"

Zhou Yuan nodded and said, "There is snow on the road, but it's no big deal. We can get there before midnight tonight."

"Great!"

Li Yu'an couldn't help but jump a little, and said excitedly, "Let's set off. We will take Seoul tonight. Tomorrow is the first day of the new year, and it will definitely be a good start!"

"No problem!"

Zhou Yuan smiled and walked out of the tent, asking everyone to get ready to set off.

The soldiers of Wuyao Camp and Yongxiao Camp are of high quality. They are all veterans who have followed Zhou Yuan to fight everywhere, and they are neat and tidy when they do their work.

In just four quarters of an hour, they packed up the tent and formed a marching team.

Zhou Yuan felt much more comfortable when he saw that the Virgin Mary was in a good mood.

So he walked in front, exerted his inner strength, and shouted loudly: "Brothers! Today is New Year's Eve! The last day of the twelfth year of Zhaojing!"

"This should be a day for reunion, but now we are fighting in a foreign country. I want to say that you have worked hard and will continue to work hard."

"We must hurry at full speed and try to reach Seoul before midnight tonight."

"After conquering Seoul and annihilating the island bandits, we will celebrate. There will be plenty of meat and vegetables, and we will get drunk!"

Finally, he shouted: "Happy holidays to brothers! Let's go!"

Many soldiers laughed, the team became more orderly, and ran forward quickly.

Li Yu'an rode on a horse, smiling in the sunshine, "King Chungmu, do you have a gift for New Year's Eve? Don't just think about rewarding your brothers and forget about us!"

Zhou Yuan leaned over and said, "Is it a gift to annihilate the island bandits, take Seoul, and hand over the whole of Goryeo to you?"

"Well... of course it counts!"

Li Yu'an tilted her head and thought for a while, then said, "But I want other gifts, personal gifts."

Okay, okay, women in every era want gifts, right?

But if everyone can be like the Virgin Sister, what gifts would men be reluctant to give?

Zhou Yuan smiled and said, "Send! Must send!"

Don't look at his happy smile, in fact, he is sweating profusely, damn, is he not prepared at all, God knows what to give, you can't take out the jade pendant given by the senior sister.

Just when I thought of this, a slender jade hand appeared in front of me.

There was a small purse in the palm of his hand. The workmanship was very rough, and the stitching on it was a bit messy. It was far inferior to Ziyuan's craftsmanship.

Zhou Yuan subconsciously looked at the Virgin Sister.

Li Yu'an chuckled and said, "You are the marshal. You are so busy fighting. You leave the trivial matter of gifts to us women!"

"How is it? Is it beautiful?"

She blinked her eyes, like a child waiting for praise.

Of course it is not beautiful, but it can be seen that she sewed it by herself.

A princess who has been spoiled since childhood, a female Taoist priest, and a Virgin of the Demon Sect, how could she have come into contact with any female workers, how could she do needlework.

God knows when she secretly learned it, and God knows when she secretly sewed it, just to give a surprise to her beloved at this moment.

Perhaps for today, for this small purse, she started preparing and working hard a few months ago.

"There is nothing more beautiful than this. If there is..."

Zhou Yuan held the purse in his hand. It was very light and soft, but he felt the weight.

He knew what the Virgin wanted to express. Needlework replaced the sword. It was just a farewell to the past and an expression of his wife's identity.

This small purse carried all her affection and the entrustment of the rest of her life.

"If there is anything?"

Li Yu'an stared and said, "Is there anything more beautiful than this?"

Zhou Yuan smiled and said, "If there is, it must be my eyes."

Li Yu'an pouted and said, "Just your eyes are beautiful!"

Zhou Yuan said, "But it reflects your appearance."

Li Yu'an was stunned for a moment, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, her face was slightly red, and she said, "Happy holidays!"

Then she lowered her head again and laughed silently.

It took about five hours to walk this way, and she was happy for four hours.

It was dark, it was the hour of Hai.

The army finally arrived in Seoul.

Li Yu'an didn't feel tired, and Zhou Yuan and Su Youzi naturally didn't feel tired either.

But the soldiers who were running were almost unable to hold on. Walking in the snow was not easy.

"Rest!"

Zhou Yuan shouted: "Rest for an hour, and attack the city at midnight!"

After the weather cleared up, the moon came out and the sky was filled with stars, which formed a sharp contrast with the heavy snow in the morning.

"Maybe it's really a farewell to the old and a welcome to the new!"

Li Yu'an smiled and said, "Although the snow is heavy, it is very short. Today is sunny and the sky is full of stars. Perhaps it indicates a bright future for Goryeo."

"I really look forward to seeing this place gradually recover like the Central Plains and gradually move towards a better tomorrow."

Zhou Yuan nodded and said, "I will definitely do so."

Li Yu'an became excited. With the principle of watching the fun, she turned to look at her sister and said, "Where is your gift! I know to prepare a gift for my nephew. You wouldn't have prepared one for your own disciple!"

Zhou Yuan quickly tried to smooth things over: "Virgin sister, it's okay. It's supposed to be a man who prepares gifts for a woman."

Li Yu'an raised her eyebrows and said, "Who said that? If there is love, gifts will be prepared. What does it have to do with men and women? You are so weird."

Su Youzi said lightly, "In fact, I have prepared my gift."

Zhou Yuan and Li Yu'an were stunned.

Really prepared!

Su Youzi took out a purse from her bosom and handed it to Zhou Yuan.

Li Yu'an's face changed immediately: "What do you mean! You also gave me a purse! Are you really trying to make things difficult for me?"

"Don't even think about defeating me, you! I made my purse myself. This is the seventeenth one. The previous sixteen were not done well and were eliminated. I worked hard for three months!"

Su Youzi shook her head and said, "The things I gave you are just in the purse. Yuan Yizi, find a time to open it yourself and don't show it to others."

"I want to see it!"

Li Yu'an reached out and grabbed it.

Zhou Yuan quickly stuffed it into his arms and said with a smile: "Sister Virgin Mary, this is the first time Master has given me a gift. You are very generous."

Li Yu'an snorted and said: "Which one do you like better?"

Zhou Yuan quickly said: "Of course it's your purse."

"That's more like it!"

She laughed and said sweetly: "Happy holidays again!"

Su Youzi also whispered: "Yuan Yizi, happy holidays."

Zhou Yuan said: "Master, Sister Virgin Mary, happy holidays."

...

Standing on the tower, I saw the darkness and the flames.

The flames were so dense, so hot, and so uncomfortable.

"They captured Kaesong and Wenshan in one day. Their Portuguese cannons were so powerful that the Goryeo towers could not withstand them."

"Our musketeers could not stop their heavy cavalry charge and were completely crushed."

"All the soldiers in Kaesong and Wenshan died."

Listening to his subordinates' report, Okasaka Yukizawa clenched his fists, his face twisted, and his voice hoarse: "You mean, all died?"

"Yes."

The subordinate whispered: "Including the two thousand warriors in Haizhou, no one was spared. We just received the intelligence."

"The other side is very cruel. They don't accept surrender. They didn't spare any of our people and killed all of them."

Okasaka Yukizawa laughed, his smile became more twisted, and there was a flame of anger in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth and said, "They really gave me a huge holiday gift on New Year's Eve!"

"Should I say Happy Holidays to them!"

"Are we running out of options? Hahaha!"

He turned his head slowly with a ferocious face and said softly, "Execute... the plan and give them a holiday gift!"

So, the island bandits took action.

Under the moonlight and the stars, they sent out thousands of people... and started to massacre the city.

Screams resounded throughout the city, everyone was running for their lives, everyone was hiding in corners, hiding in unknown places.

There was no point.

The island bandits were crazy.

They knew there was no way to escape, and they had to take down the entire Seoul before they died.

After firing all the bullets on his body, Okazaka Yukizawa threw away his musket and picked up his samurai sword.

He rushed towards the fleeing people.

"No one should live!"

"How cruel they are! They don't even accept surrender!"

"If we can't live, then let's all die!"

He roared, and with a ferocious face, he started a massacre, killing people all over the city, dyeing the snow red and making the whole city filthy.

The bodies fell in the snow, in the pool of blood, and on the muddy, cold ground.

Tired.

Exhausted.

Desperate.

But why are we the only ones who are desperate! I want everyone to be desperate!

Okazaka Yukizawa continued to kill!

He heard the sound of artillery fire, and he knew that the Han army had begun to attack the city.

There was really no way to escape!

He laughed loudly, a wild laugh.

But his smile stopped abruptly, and he saw the crumbling house.

At the root of the rotten wall, the little girl was well-behaved.She stood there with a shy smile on her face.

She saw Okazaka Yukizawa, tilted her head, then mustered up the courage to wave and laughed.

Okazaka Yukizawa also laughed, he walked over and said with a smile: "Little girl, hello, uncle sees you again."

The little girl didn't understand, she only spoke her own language.

Her voice was shy and childish: "Uncle... Happy holidays..."

Okazaka Yukizawa didn't understand either, human languages ​​were not interoperable.

He grinned and chopped directly with a knife.

The little girl fell with her head raised, and blood flowed down her neck.

In the last moment before her death, she saw the bright moon and the bright stars in the bright sky.

Her hands fell weakly, her palms spread out, and the thumb-sized brown sugar rolled down.

At one end of the brown sugar, there was a row of small tooth marks.

At the other end of the brown sugar, there was a row of large tooth marks.

When Okasaka Yukizawa saw the candy, his expression became even more distorted, but he didn't know what to say.

He stepped back a few steps and murmured, "Happy holidays..."