Volume 1 and The Wind Sings a Young Man Chapter 23: Yanjing City "Hsss..."! Yun Duan pulled on the reins, stopping the horse.
"Hmm..." Northern Mountain had no snow, and suddenly stopped moving, he could only pull the reins to stand still. Looking at Yun Qing, he saw him appreciating the scenery with a pleased expression. He couldn't help but feel annoyed, thinking: The front line is urgent, this person is the young master of the Yun family, why isn't he anxious at all? Instead, he's here admiring the view. Besides, Yanjing is already very close, if you want to appreciate the scenery, it wouldn't be late to bring the military order and then look, would it?
Who would have thought that Yun Cong not only looked, but also pulled the reins and wandered around. Beishan Wuxue was about to urge him on, but heard Yun Cong's face filled with admiration, clapping his hands and reciting: "Outside the posthouse, by the broken bridge, lonely flowers bloom without a master. Already at dusk, alone and worried, even more so in the wind and rain. Unintentionally competing with spring, letting all the other flowers be envious. Scattered and crushed into dust, only the fragrance remains!"
Beishan was taken aback: This man is just a military general, how can he recite such good poetry? Is it not written by someone else and he plagiarized it? However, this poem is indeed well-written!
Yun Cong naturally didn't know that he had plagiarized Lu You's poem and was unexpectedly guessed by Bei Shan Wu Xue. He now finally understood the history of this world: originally, after the An Shi Rebellion, the world suddenly fell into chaos, and the powerful Li Tang Dynasty collapsed in an instant, while the Great Wei eventually emerged from the chaos and reunified the world again - so, not to mention that it wasn't even time for Lu You's birth yet, even if it was, it's likely that there wouldn't be a person named Lu You anymore.
Thus, Yun Zhuo plagiarized without any scruples.
"Yun Shaoxiao, I wonder who wrote this 'Bu Suan Zi'?" Beishan Wuxue thought the more she thought about it, the better the lyrics were written, and couldn't help but ask.
"It was just a momentary feeling, no need to trouble Miss Beishan with it." Yunzheng's face was extremely thick-skinned, and he had no qualms about registering Comrade Fangweng's patent first.
Beishan was taken aback by the lack of snow, and his gaze at Yun Cong softened considerably: "Such a masterpiece... is actually a work created on a whim by Young Master Yun?"
Yun Congxin said: I only spoke out of feeling, but didn't say it was written by me, hehe. However, his mouth said: "Miss Beishan is overpraising... Oh, the capital city of Yanjing is not far away. Let's put aside these trivial matters and hurry on our way?"
Bei Shan had no snow, and upon hearing this, he couldn't help but give him a white eye. In his heart, he thought it was clear that you were the one who stopped first, yet now you're speaking as if I'm the one who insisted on following your elegant tone. His face turned cold once again, and he responded with a faint "hmm" to indicate that he understood.
Yun Cong saw her turn around, and couldn't help but touch his nose, thinking: Although he failed, at least he knew that this girl still liked poetry. Hmm, knowing her hobby made things much easier to handle. However, time was pressing, so this matter would have to wait for now. Women like her, with a cold exterior and a strong independent heart, yet yearning for care...Hmm, of course, first he had to be able to conquer her.
The two were about to leave, but found that the sky had changed and it was snowing heavily. Yun Zheng didn't bring anything to shield himself from the snow and was getting anxious. Beishan Wuxue took out a rainproof cloak from a large package hanging on his horse and said, "You have one on your horse too."
Yun Cong took a look and indeed there was a large package on his horse, inside which were the cloak and other items. The two of them tied up their cloaks and hats, and silently rode north at full speed.
War is about to break out, and there are already very few pedestrians outside the city. The Yanjing City has long been in a state of readiness for battle at all times. Before it's even dark, the city gate has already closed, and the drawbridge on the moat has also been withdrawn. Every ten steps on the city wall is a sentry post, clearly heavily guarded. The soldiers guarding the main gate are staring intently at two riders galloping towards them.
In the midst of snowflakes, two riders galloped forward and backward. The first person on horseback wore a worn-out fur coat, with a cloak draped over it, both hands tucked in his sleeves, and the reins tied to the bridle head.
"Halt! Curfew in Yanjing City at night! You'd better leave quickly, if you want to enter the city, come back tomorrow!" A loud voice shouted from upstairs.
Under the city gate, when the knight on horseback lifted his cloak, he laughed and shouted to the city tower: "Yunping! Don't you even recognize me? Hurry up and open the door, Commander has a military order to pass down!"
The tower slightly shook, and the voice shouted again: "General, wait a moment! I will open the gate immediately!"
The suspension bridge at the south gate of Yanjing City creaked and slowly came down, and the city gate opened with a creak. Beishan Wuxue was about to urge his horse forward when he saw Yun Zheng motionless, and although he didn't know what he meant in his heart, he still reined in his horse and stopped, looking at Yun Zheng.
Yun Cong smiled and said, "Miss Beishan, don't be in a hurry, we can't leave yet." As he spoke, he nodded slightly towards the top of the city wall. Beishan Wuxue looked up to see at least two hundred archers drawing their bows and aiming at Yun Cong and her. She was slightly startled and said, "How dare they point their arrows at you?"
Yun Cong burst out laughing: "From the city tower, you can't see my face clearly, and who knows if someone is disguising their voice... Don't think that just because the city gate is open now, there's actually another batch of archers behind it. As long as we dare to charge in on horseback, even if the archers outside can't kill us, it doesn't matter, because inside there's still another batch of strong crossbowmen."
Beishan has no snow, but in his heart he secretly admires, no wonder the Yun family has stood for two hundred years with a great reputation, today I saw it and indeed it's impressive.
She was secretly admiring him when she saw a 27 or 28-year-old bearded man come out of the city gate, his armor clanking as he approached them.
As he walked in, the bearded general saw Yun Ting's appearance clearly and knelt down on one knee: "General Yun Ping has seen the young master! It is General's duty to ask the young master to grant an order!"
Yun Cong took out the jade pendant in the shape of "Eagle Grasping Cloud" from his bosom and handed it to Yun Ping.
Yun Ping was shocked when he saw the jade pendant and quickly knelt down on his other leg, respectfully saying: "Cloud Eagle Soars Forever!"
"Fly forever!" Yun Zhong also said a word. Then he said: "Alright, get up quickly."
Yun Ping handed the jade pendant back to Yun Zheng, glanced at Beishan Wuxue and found that she was a beautiful woman he had never seen before. He looked puzzled and asked: "General, who is this girl?"
"Miss Beishan is here at the request of my mother." Yunzheng didn't plan to explain too clearly, anyway, pushing the matter onto his mom's back would avoid any trouble.
"Oh, it's like that." He waved his hand towards the city gate and shouted: "Withdraw!" Then he stretched out his hand to gesture towards the inside of the city: "General Xiao and Miss Beishan please enter!"
The bowmen on the city gate have just put away their arrows and withdrawn.
Yun Cong nodded slightly towards Beishan Mountain without snow: "Miss Beishan, please."
"Please have a seat."
Yun Cong naturally knew that he should be walking in front now, and with a slight smile, he gently urged his horse forward and entered the city.
