Xiao Qinghuan

The Shenwei Battalion was stationed [-] li away from the city, with more than [-] soldiers hiding in the dark, if not for the personal soldiers leading the way, even Yan Qing would not be able to find the camp immediately.

There was no need to delay the plague, so he led the remaining soldiers of the Divine Guard Battalion, and hurried towards Liujia Village.

The horse's hoof splashed fine water, Yan Qing belatedly remembered that today is already Grain Rain.

The Divine Guard Battalion belongs to the imperial army, and has always guarded the imperial city at the foot of the emperor. It can be regarded as the emperor's personal guard, and most of them are only the sons or descendants of the generals who need to be used by the family.

This time Jiang Xiaohan went out of Beijing. In addition to the commander Wei Shen, there was also a sixteen or seventeen-year-old deputy commander who was going to Liujia Village with Yan Qing.

The young man has a pure heart, and his temper is much more lively than the mature Wei Shen, he urged his horse to go forward when he was walking halfway, and walked side by side with Yan Qing.

"This gentleman." Although the young man was well mannered, the curiosity in his eyes could not deceive anyone: "Are you Mr. Jiang's friend?"

Yan Qing is not good at dealing with young people. He has always been cold-tempered and can't bear to chat with others, so he just responded lightly: "En."

"But I've never seen you in Beijing before." The young man was still immersed in his own world, chirping like a little sparrow: "Well, what kind of foreign official I haven't seen... It's not right, you are such a young foreign official." Officials are rare, are you a student of Mr. Jiang?"

Yan Qing couldn't resist this kind of enthusiasm, so he could only shake his head: "No."

The heavy rain showed no signs of weakening, and the young man's bamboo hat was blown back by the wind. He seemed to find it troublesome, so he simply took off the bamboo hat, revealing his plump forehead.

He wiped the water off his face nonchalantly, and smiled at Yan Qing: "Then you must be his friend in the world."

The boy's eyebrows and eyes are very deep, and his whole body is full of anticipation, and he can see how handsome he will be in the future at a young age.

"Sir must be a very good person." The young man pulled the rein casually, the whistling wind drowned the young man's voice in the wind and rain, but he didn't seem to feel it at all, so he insisted on chatting with Yan Qing: "I know For so many years, it has been a long time since I heard that he has friends."

Whether the young man was really naive, or he deliberately mentioned Jiang Xiaohan in the middle of his words, Yan Qing could only pretend that he didn't hear it.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself, it's really rude." The young man seemed to have just remembered this, pursed his lips in embarrassment, and said loudly: "My name is Xie, Xie Jue."

Yan Qing finally had a reaction, he turned his head and quickly glanced at the young man, then turned his gaze back to look forward.

There is only one "Xie Mansion" in Beijing that can be called an aristocratic family.Yan Qing had heard Jiang Xiaohan talk about Xie Liuyi, and knew about the origin of Xie Jiang's family.But he didn't expect that he would meet the legendary Xie family so soon.

After the First World War in Tianjun City, Xie Liuyi made outstanding military exploits and was appointed Generalissimo of the Army and Horses.Naturally, his children also received the seal, and the Xie family army in his hand became famous, and they have been stationed in northern Xinjiang for generations. Counting today, there have been three generations.

Northern Xinjiang is not far from Kunlun. Yan Qing often heard about the name of Xie Jiajun when he was in Kunlun. The current commander of Xie Jiajun, Xie Yongming, is not inferior to Xie Liuyi. He also made Xie Yongming a first-rank protector of the country.

But all the descendants of Xie's family hold important positions in the Xie's army, so why is there a person surnamed Xie who is down here at this moment.

Yan Qing asked: "Are you Xie Yongming's son?"

"That's right." Xie Jue grinned, there was a small dimple on his cheek, and he seemed to have lost a few years, like a child who didn't grow up: "Have you heard of my father?"

Yan Qing nodded: "Yeah."

"Jiang Xiaohan even told you this." The young man said with a smile: "It seems that he really likes you."

The young man spoke freely, but Yan Qing's heart was plucked by the speaker's unintentional word "like".He had been focusing on the epidemic in Liujia Village just now, and when Xie Jue mentioned it, he couldn't help but think of Jiang Xiaohan.

The name twitched on the tip of his tongue and throat, and instantly filled his heart with excitement.In fact, after careful calculation, he and Jiang Xiaohan have only known each other for more than ten days, but after half a lifetime, he has become used to it.

It was only then that Yan Qing discovered the source of his long-standing sense of loss—that handsome young man in brocade clothes disappeared from the corner of his vision, and his side was empty, only a white jade sword tassel was wet by the wind and rain, pitifully fell on the hilt.

His fingers tightened unconsciously, and the steed under him hurt from being pulled by the reins, and he shook his head fiercely, almost startling Xie Jue's horse beside him.

"Sir!" Xie Jue feared that he was not good at riding a horse, so he hurriedly leaned over and grabbed his rein, and let out a low growl from his throat.

The army horse recognized his voice, and did not dare to make any more noise, and let out a long cry angrily.

After such a fuss, the speed of walking naturally slowed down. Yan Qing came back to her senses and thanked Xie Jue in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" Xie Jue pulled the reins, and lightly kicked the horse's belly to urge the horse to move forward: "When training horses in the army, they often disobedient about the strong horses that are offered outside. This is just a trivial matter."

"Ming Yuan values ​​you so much, so I naturally want to take care of you for him." Xie Jue was still young, and he didn't know what it means to be arrogant, so he said brazenly: "Don't worry about it, if you have anything in the future, you will also come to me that is."

Yan Qing only thought he was being polite, but was a little concerned about the name he said: "Ming Yuan?"

"Ah, it's Jiang Xiaohan's character. The sun and the moon are bright, so far away. It was taken by His Majesty in the year he reached the crown." Xie Jue asked strangely, "Why, didn't he tell Mr.?"

Yan Qing kept silent, he would never spy on people's private affairs behind their backs.So he touched the sword tassel, trying to divert his attention from Jiang Xiaohan.

"You are from the Xie family, why are you not in the Xie family's army?" Yan Qing asked.

"My elder brother is in the Xie family army." The young man smiled, showing his neat white teeth: "My elder brother Xie Yu is in northern Xinjiang, with my father."

He didn't have the slightest vigilance when he met Yan Qing for the first time, so he snapped his fingers and told him: "Needless to say my father, I have a big sister above me, she is already married, married to my father Junzhong A lieutenant general who knows the basics, now lives in the border town, and my elder brother Xie Yu fought with my father since he was a child, and he is also in northern Xinjiang."

"I'm the youngest in the family, and my grandmother and mother couldn't bear to part with me, so the Holy Majesty showed mercy and let me stay in Beijing and join the imperial army. I don't have to go to battle to kill the enemy and I can make military achievements."

"How is it?" Xie Jue said with a smile, "I'm very lucky."

Yan Qing didn't answer his words.

Instead of galloping on the battlefield, Jiangmen Huzi was detained in Beijing as the deputy commander of the Imperial Army. It seemed that he was honored and favored, but behind it was the emperor's jealousy and calculations.

Xie Jue was still smiling happily, his carefree appearance made Yan Qing's tongue click.

——was raised and wasted.

But for Xie Jue, this may not be a bad thing.The Xie family had no choice but to give up their youngest son, and raised him among the brocade bushes. He was raised to be carefree, and he was raised with only the king in his heart.He also put him under the eyes of the emperor every day, so that his majesty, who is high above him, can pinch this young man who is ignorant of world affairs, and also pinch the fate of Xie's family.

Only when the emperor's heart is relieved, can the Xie family overcome difficulties for the great Chu without any worries - this is a deal between the Xie family and the emperor.

As for Xie Jue, he will never know what it's like to gallop on the battlefield, so naturally he won't be envious.

But Yan Qing is still sighing. Since ancient times, emperors have been suspicious, and Jiang Xiaohan has been with the emperor every day. I don't know if there are times when he can't help himself.

Elegant and high-spirited, bright and far-sighted——Yan Qing didn't know what the majesty in Beijing who only knew his name was looking at in his heart when he chose the word for Jiang Xiaohan, but he always felt that Jiang Xiaohan would not like this word.

He turned around, only to realize that he was already far away from Pingjiang City. The blue bricks and black tiles were hidden in the rain curtain, like a stroke of clear ink splashed on paper, only outlining a clear and shallow outline.Even the people in the city have become a speck of dust in this vast landscape.

The author says:

Thanks to Ziqi, Douge, and [-] for the fish food~Thank you very much