What did the Pei family do to this Longxi army back then?

I just felt a little confused. Regarding the Longxi Army and the chain mail, I thought it was just a story I heard. If I studied it deeply, I would just find some interesting things. But I never thought about tracing the truth from a hundred years ago. This truth is related to the imperial tomb of the Pei clan and also to Yu Wenying's trip to the northwest this time.

I looked back and saw Pei Yuanhao's face, sitting by the bonfire, looked a little gloomy. Even the light emitted by the swaying flames did not illuminate his eyes. Instead, Miaoyan leaned on him and kept pointing his head down, like a chicken pecking at rice. He was sleepy. When he looked down, a little gentle ripples appeared in his eyes.

A servant came up next to him and stood beside Pei Yuanhao and said a few words carefully, probably to persuade him to rest.

But, he just waved his hand.

I turned around and at this moment, Qinghan turned to Yu Wenying and said, "But I'm a little strange."

"What are you wondering about?"

"Mr. Yuwen just said that we shouldn't know about the Longxi Army at our age, but Mr. Yuwen is about two years old, so you seem to know very well about the Longxi Army. Why is that?"

Facing the questions I almost questioned, he seemed very calm, looked at me just a glance, and then said, "Of course it's because I'm from the Yuwen family."

“…”

I thought about it and suddenly realized: "Are you all one of the eight pillars of the previous dynasty?"

He agreed.

It turned out that the Longxi Army was also one of the eight pillars of the previous dynasty. No, it should not be said to be the Longxi Army, but the commander of the Longxi Army.

I looked at Yu Wenying, lowered my voice and asked, "Who is this commander of the Longxi Army?"

Yu Wenying smiled at me: "Miss Yan, you have asked too many questions."

“…”

I was stunned.

This sentence made me feel a little embarrassed by this direct rejection, but I did ask too much, and he obviously was a little wary of both of us and did not intend to tell us all.

It seems that it is not so easy to make him know everything and say everything.

I smiled apologetically.

Qinghan said, "Then, can we ask, Mr. Yuwen went to the northwest this time for the Longxi army, but what are you going to do when you come here?"

Yu Wenying glanced at him: "Commemoration."

"Commemoration?"

"The Longxi Army once fought side by side with the ancestors of my Yuwen family. In the past, my grandfather and his friends would come to the northwest to pay tribute to the Longxi Army every year."

"Oh, so that's it."

I murmured, looked up at Qinghan, and he also looked at me, neither of them spoke again.

It shouldn't be as simple as tribute.

If the Pei family really did anything to the Longxi army back then, and even wanted to build the imperial tomb here to suppress evil spirits, then obviously, the two sides should have a hostile attitude. How could Yu Wenying, as Pei Yuanhao's minister, come openly to pay tribute? Even if he left Xi'an Prefecture, was arranged by Pei Yuanhao.

Things are certainly not that simple.

However, he had just rejected my question and said that I had asked too many questions. Now this sentence is obviously already perfunctory. If we continue to ask, we really feel a little confused and make ourselves bored.

So, the three of them calmed down and roasted around the fire for a while.

My eyes were still filled with wonderful words. She woke up after dozing for a while and was confused. Pei Yuanhao called a servant to serve her and go to bed, but he was still sitting there, without saying a word, and his face was gloomy.

During this process, his eyes seemed to look at us once or twice, intentionally or unintentionally.

Since there is nothing to talk to with Yu Wenying, it’s better to go down earlier and rest. Anyway, I’m tired today, and Qinghan’s body can’t stand up at night.

But just as I turned my head and was about to speak, Yu Wenying suddenly said again-

"However, you just said that nothing about the Longxi Army in history has been left, and it may not be possible."

Qinghan and I looked at him at the same time: "What?"

"Everyone in the world is remembering it. Didn't you two know that there was such a Longxi army when you listened to people's stories? Everyone in the world remembers it, how could there be no records in history?"

"But, there is no," I looked at him seriously: "The students of Jixian Palace have gone to search, and they have been specially searching for the history of military records, but they have not found it at all."

Yu Wenying smiled faintly: "Since that's the case, why not look for it in other places?"

“…”

Qinghan and I were stunned, and he had already patted his knees and stood up: "Okay, I'm going to go to bed."

After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.

A cool breeze blew from the place he had just left, causing both of us to tremble slightly. I turned my head to look at Qinghan: "What does he mean? What else is there?"

Qinghan bit her lip and after a long time, she said, "I can't think of anything else."

“…”

"The teacher has a great wish to enter Beijing to revise history. The books collected in Jixian Hall and the inner cabinet, as well as the ancient books he brought to Beijing from Xichuan, are all rare." Speaking of this, his voice was slightly heavy, and his throat choked before continuing: "It is hard for me to think of any other place to find records about the Longxi Army."

Seeing that his eyes were red, I reached out to cover the back of his hand and whispered: "Don't think too much."

“…”

"Even if you need to investigate this matter, you have to wait until you return from the northwest."

“…”

As I said that, I pinched his hand and said, "Okay, it's too late. Yu Wenying has gone to bed. Don't stay up late anymore. Tomorrow, I don't know where to go and whether I can catch up with Xie Feng. Go to bed early."

“…”

He was silent for a while, then nodded gently. I grabbed his arm and stood up and walked back and forth. After walking two steps, he stopped and turned to look at me: "If according to the old man's previous statement, the imperial tomb was built in the northwest to suppress evil spirits, isn't the last glass of wine that the emperor paid tribute to is also related to the "injust soul" of the Longxi Army?"

I said, "I think it might be."

"Then, where is Xie Feng?"

“…”

"What does it have to do with the imperial tomb, the Longxi Army, and this matter?"

My steps also stopped.
Chapter completed!