The General Is As Urgent As Law

It was late at night, and it hadn't snowed for several days. Xue Ziqin was lying on the couch, and heard the armor rubbing against the soldiers occasionally passing by outside, as well as the sound of Cen Lixuan's gentle breathing, and...his chest. A restless heartbeat.Said to sleep with Cen Lixuan, he was tired all day, but couldn't fall asleep by Cen Lixuan's side.

Cen Lizhen had injuries on his body, so naturally he had to be careful. At this time, he was sleeping on the inside, Xue Ziqin was sleeping on the outside, and most of the bed was occupied by Cen Lizhen.Xue Ziqin leaned against the edge of the couch, facing Cen Lijun sideways, not daring to move, as long as he turned over slightly, he might fall off.

Sleeping like this is the real pain, it's better to deal with it by the fire.

Only two candles were extinguished in the general's tent, and the light was dim. Xue Ziqin rested his head on his hands, and looked at Cen Lixuan's sleeping face—he was sleeping solidly, motionless, and laying down neatly. Because it is inconvenient to move, anyway, he sleeps a little seriously.And Cen Lixuan's hand by his side happened to be touching Xue Ziqin's waist with his little finger, which made him itchy, so he dared not move even more.

After all, he worked hard all day long, and as a result, Xue Ziqin fell asleep at some point amidst his tense and throbbing heartbeat.

When they woke up the next day, the two didn't feel anything wrong. Xue Ziqin still arranged for someone to take care of Cen Lizhen, and he went out to hunt by himself. By the way, he should supervise and supervise the affairs in the barracks, otherwise, when Cen Lizhen was well, the people under his command would not I'm afraid I can't even lift the knife.

……

Jiang recovered within a few days, so he went to express his thanks to Zhong Yi.

Waking up early this morning, Wei Lin sighed.While putting on his shoes, Jiang Ye opened his mouth and asked, "Why are you sighing so early in the morning?"

Wei Lin shook his head, and said regretfully, "You are cured."

"Huh?" Jiang looked at him in disbelief, "What? You want me to stay sick?"

"What are you talking about, just lingering on Wei Lin." Wei Lin glanced at Jiang Ye strangely, "That's right, you've recovered from your illness, and you're going to train again today..."

"If you don't train, the tendons on your body will soon become fat." Jiang Ye said, he had already put on his shoes, stood up and moved around, and was ready to go out.

"Look at the pork belly on your waist, and then talk about me?" Wei Lin retorted unwillingly.

Jiang also lifted up the armor confidently, exerting force on his waist and abdominal muscles, then took Wei Lin's hand, pressed it on his waist without any explanation, and said, "Look at it? Look at it? Eight yuan, You touch it carefully."

"Okay, okay, prostitution in the daytime is not good, not good." Wei Lin said with a smile, but his actions were completely different.I saw him touch his waist a few times, then turned to the side, and scratched lightly on the soft flesh of Jiang Ye's side waist. It was so itchy that Jiang Ye immediately retracted and said, "Hey, don't touch randomly."

Jia Dagang came back from washing outside, holding a basin and towel in his hand, he didn't hear a word in the preface, he just heard "don't touch around", he was surprised: "So passionate in broad daylight?"

"Ah bah, don't talk nonsense." Wei Lin said.After the teasing was over, he remembered his troubles again, and while walking out of the tent with Jiang Ye, he said, "Why don't we think of a way so that we don't have to train."

"You have a good idea," Jiang Ye scolded, "If it weren't for you doing things every day, you would probably be a battalion commander by now, and you still have to work so hard?"

"Oh, blame me if you have anything." Wei Lin pursed his mouth unhappily.

"Then you don't want to train, and you have no skills, don't you blame me?"

"Hey." Wei Lin shook his head, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them had already taken two large white flour steamed buns from the food distribution place, and began to chew on them.

After a long time, the steamed buns in his hand were almost eaten, Wei Lin suddenly thought of something, excitedly patted Jiang Ye on the shoulder and said: "I thought of it!"

"Ahem, take it easy..." Jiang Ye was still eating steamed buns, almost choked on his slap, and coughed twice.

"Let's continue to take care of Xiao Mu, so we don't need to train," Wei Lin said.

"Can it work?" Jiang also frowned, not thinking that this method is feasible, "If Xiao Mu needed our care, General Xue would have come to urge her. Now that it is like this, we probably don't need us."

"Hey, men are fickle." Wei Lin also felt that Jiang Ye's words were justified, sighed, shook his head again, and stuffed the last bit of steamed buns into his mouth in an old-fashioned way.

The two of them walked to the training ground after eating, without talking all the way, but Wei Lin kept messing with this matter in his mind, and just didn't want to go to training.Seeing that they were all in front of the training ground, Jiang Ye saw Guo Linchong wrapped in a shabby jacket and standing in the wind from a long distance away.The soldiers who should be training in the morning have already arrived in sevens and eighties, and the bugle will sound soon, and the training will start.After staying here for three years, I have already gotten used to it, and I know what time it is when I look up at the sky.Jiang Ye was about to raise his hand to greet Guo Linchong, when Wei Lin suddenly stopped him with his hand, without explaining, he just hurriedly pulled Jiang Ye under the big tree beside him, and looked at Guo Linchong suspiciously when he was done.Fortunately, there were so many people, they didn't make a sound, and Guo Linchong didn't notice.

Jiang also said a little annoyed, "What are you doing, are you still planning your wishful thinking?"

"I think we should give it a try." Wei Lin looked serious.

He also racks his brains and concentrates on things like being lazy.

Jiang also looked up at the sky and didn't speak. Anyway, Wei Lin was like this, and it was useless for him to object.

Wei Lin continued: "Why don't we go to the general's account and see if others don't take good care of us, we can ask ourselves to take office."

"If the general gets angry, extra training will be unavoidable. You should think about it clearly." Jiang Ye's tone was indifferent, probably because there was nothing to see in the sky, so he turned his eyes to the training ground, "Maybe he will still be beaten."

Wei Lin seemed very distressed. After holding back for a long time, he finally made up his mind and said, "I figured it out, and I think it will work."

"Have you counted your fingers?"

"Then I will count now." Wei Lin said, pretending to be like the Taoist priests he had seen before, and really pinched his index finger and thumb, and then pinched them one by one, back and forth several times, and said, "Well... Hmm... what do Taoist priests read?"

Jiang also rolled his eyes.

"Well...then..." Wei Lin had already had several rounds in his hands, and after holding back for a long time, he choked out his words: "The general is as anxious as a law, and the old man counts with his fingers, good luck, good things are coming! "

Jiang also watched him talking nonsense in a serious manner, and he couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Wei Lin is the kind of person who thinks of something and does it right away. He even took Jiang Ye and the two of them quickly ran to the general's tent.Jiang also had no bad intentions, and when he saw the general's tent, he planned to enter it honestly.Wei Lin refused, and took him sneakily to the back of the general's tent, found a place, and took him

Zhuo Jiang also squatted down, and the two of them looked like beggars.

Wei Lin lowered his voice and said, "Old man, first, let's explore the truth—the truth."

"Enough is enough, don't act, you are the only one who plays more." Jiang also cursed.

The two were very close to the tent, and they were hiding behind a certain cabinet, and the shadow of the cabinet was printed on the tent.Jiang really convinced Wei Lin. He had been in the barracks for so long, but he hadn't cultivated any sense of murderousness in him. These sneaky tricks were still so proficient that it was amazing.

But Wei Lin's position was chosen so that Jiang couldn't say anything, and the conversation inside could be heard clearly.

Xue Ziqin got up in the morning and was about to go out. He had just put on his military uniform when he was stopped by Cen Lixuan.

"How about my cousin accompany me today?" Cen Lixuan said.

The two of Wei Jiang came at the right time, and when they heard the phrase "cousin", they looked at each other in disbelief.Wei Lin asked angrily, "Xiao Mu is the general's cousin?"

"You ask me who am I asking?" Jiang also replied angrily.

"I'll just ask."

"Then why don't you count your fingers?"

The two of them were about to quarrel, but Xue Ziqin's voice came from inside: "I'll get you something to eat, or you'll heal slowly."

"But I don't want my cousin to go out today."

"Then..." Xue Ziqin thought for a while, then shouted outside again, "Let Vice General Min go hunt some prey and come back with my order."

Hearing this, Wei Lin shook his head distressedly: "Deputy General Min is really miserable. He sews clothes and hunts at the same time."

"Then you go, anyway, you feel bad." Jiang also replied casually.

"Oh, are you jealous?" Wei Lin said viciously.

Jiang Ye didn't bother to answer, and simply slapped Wei Lin on the back of the head.

He couldn't help admiring Wei Lin's professionalism in listening to the wall, so he was caught off guard and slapped. Wei Lin grinned and covered the back of his head, but didn't cry out.

As a result, they chatted without saying a word.

"Then what do you want me to do here with you?"

"How about, cousin tell me some stories."

"It's okay to lead troops to fight, but I really don't know how to tell stories." Xue Ziqin's voice sounded a little helpless.

Unexpectedly, a young boy's coquettish voice came from inside: "Just talk about it."

It's a pity that they can only listen, not watch, and they don't know what the boy did. Anyway, General Xue actually started to talk: "Okay, okay, let me tell you something about my past."

"it is good."

This is cheap for the two of Wei Jiang. Hearing Xue Ziqin open the chatter box, the two of them didn't have the time to argue. It was like listening to a book in a teahouse. They listened seriously, only one machine, two cups of tea, and another plate. Little melon seeds.

Xue Ziqin was very kind to Cen Lixuan, and he didn't have time to use his brain to make up one or two things about the past, so he started from the beginning of his memory: "When I remember things, I was in the palace..."

……

The only thing Xue Ziqin could know about himself was the year he was born, which was the 29th year of Ming Yuan. As for the date of birth, he didn't know anything about it.But he has an adoptive father, not Xue Changfeng, but another person.

That man was Xue Ziqin's first adoptive father, but he was never called adoptive father, but according to the rules, he was called Mr. Song.

Director Song was the chief steward of the imperial dining room in the palace during the reign of the first emperor, and he was the biggest in the imperial dining room. When eunuchs and maids saw him, they had to politely call him "Director Song".Of course, this is not just because of the position, if it is not favored by that noble person in the palace, the position is just a false name, whether others respect or not, it all depends on the favor.

The reason why Director Song has so much face is because the former emperor loved his craftsmanship so much that he led his family to prepare the daily meals. Other concubines and princes in the palace wanted to taste Director Song's craftsmanship. During the holidays, except for the wedding banquet in the palace, even if it is coercion and temptation, he can't control Director Song.Just because of the great favor of the late emperor, Director Song lived comfortably in the palace.

Xue Ziqin once asked Mr. Song about his life experience, but Mr. Song didn't go into details, maybe he didn't know the details.He only said that in the 29th year of the Ming Dynasty, he went out of the palace on vacation for more than a month, and the name was to find inspiration in order to make more delicious dishes. At that time, at the entrance of a kiln, Picked up Xue Ziqin who was still in his infancy.

Counting the months, Xue Ziqin was about a month old, and it was summer at that time, so whenever the beginning of summer, Manager Song would cook some delicious dishes and add some snacks to celebrate Xue Ziqin's birthday.

He lives comfortably and comfortably in the palace. He is the head of the imperial dining room, and he will not get involved in any struggles. He lives a good life and is kind. He treats Xue Ziqin as if he were his own son. Teach him some boxing skills, in order to have the ability to protect himself.

After Xue Ziqin became more sensible, he really felt that God had pity on him. He, a wild child who was probably born by Sister Yao, could meet such a good person as Mr. Song, and treat him as his own. so lucky?

But the good times didn't last long. The late emperor passed away when he was eight years old. Several princes of the late emperor began to fight for the throne. Xiangcheng was in a mess and the palace was in crisis. Director Song led Xue Ziqin to escape from the palace all the way.

At this point in the story, if you are really lucky, it may be that Director Song brought Xue Ziqin and became a commoner. With his craftsmanship, his life would not be too miserable.

But as the princes seized the throne, wars of all sizes were unavoidable. The capital was once full of refugees and generals. Comfortable, on the way out of the capital, Director Song was killed by refugees, leaving eight-year-old Xue Ziqin alone in the dead, pretending to be dead, and escaped unharmed.

At that time, the doors of the rich were closed, and the poor without money were so disturbed that they didn't even know who to beg for.In the so-called troubled times, the rich, powerful, and soldiers are fighting for the position above ten thousand people, while ordinary people have only one dead end.

Xue Ziqin hid among the dead for three days. On the fourth day, he dragged his emaciated body and wanted to go to the patrol point to eat, but he was at the end of his strength, and finally fell on the side of the street, dying.

Therefore, it can be said that God's will is unpredictable, and it can be said that surviving a catastrophe must have a blessing.General Xue Yuanshan died in the battle for the throne, and his son Xue Changfeng took over his position and continued to help the current emperor to win the throne. The Xue family was full of glory.After the overall situation stabilized, Xue Changfeng was transferred to the northern garrison. Just as he was passing through the outskirts of the city, Xue Ziqin, who was dying, stretched out his hand to grab Xue Changfeng's feet with his last breath of strength.

Xue Ziqin became Xue Ziqin, Xue Changfeng's adopted son, and now General Xue.