Peak Life [Quick Transmigration]

In August, the sun is so poisonous that people dare not go out.

Wu Ming was in the palace, and there were countless ice cubes in it. He was sleeping on the bed, and there was another person on the bed, who was the ninth sun.

The clothes of the two of them were half undressed, Wu Ming had those ambiguous marks on his body, Ninth Rimu was sitting by the bed, he was resting on Nineth Rimu's lap, his face had red marks from being asleep, his body was only covered with a light cloth A thin blanket, so he felt too hot, Ninth Sunset took out a fan and fanned him lightly.

Again and again, Ninth Sunset squinted his eyes to rest, but the movements of his hands did not stop, his back was very straight, like a pine tree.

After a while, Wu Ming woke up slowly.

He opened his eyes and looked at Ninth Sunset, as if he hadn't fully recovered, Ninth Sunset reached out and brushed the broken hair on his forehead.

Wu Ming got up, rubbed his eyes, and yawned, "What time is it?"

"It's not time." Ninth Sunset straightened his collar for him, "I slept for a quarter of an hour more than usual today."

"The grand master hasn't rested yet?" Wu Ming lazily lay down on Jiu Rimu again.

The main reason was that the winter was warm and the summer was cool on the ninth day, and in the summer he felt cool, not to mention how comfortable he was. Even in the past half a month, he didn't let anyone leave the palace and return to his mansion.

Everyone said that this imperial palace was the second Grand Master's Mansion, Wu Ming didn't care about it, but Ninth Sunset suppressed it for a while, and then he didn't care about it.

"Your Majesty, don't be lazy anymore, today's papers haven't been approved yet." Jiu Rimu helped him up and looked at Wu Ming with a bit of helplessness in his eyes.

"Well, it's fine if the grand master approves it for me." Wu Ming felt a thin layer of sweat on his forehead after getting up for a while. open.

Ninth Sunshine shook his head, lowered his head and held Wu Ming's face, then lowered his head and kissed it.

"Hmm... um..." Wu Ming made an ambiguous voice, which darkened Jiu Rimu's eyes.

Forget it, he handled the left and right scriptures in the same way. Thinking like this, Jiu Rimu deepened the kiss, and then pressed towards Wu Ming.

Wu Ming raised his head with a rough kick, feeling Jiu Rimu kissing his neck, collarbone, and chest all the way down. He held Jiu Rimu's shoulder, not knowing whether to push it away or hold it tightly.

It's been half a year, and they've maintained this relationship for almost half a year, since the last time Ninth Sunset asked him whether he was needed by the imperial court or by himself.

At that time, Wu Ming blushed, and said in a panic, probably because he was a little embarrassed, uttering each word, "Yes... I need... too... teacher..."

In the evening of the ninth day, unyielding and unrelenting, he asked again.

"what do you need?"

Wu Ming lowered his head, held Jiu Rimu's sleeve and refused to let go, bit his lip, and whispered.

"I need a master."

At that time, Ninth Sun smiled and said nothing.

As a result, he entered Wu Ming's bedroom at the end of the ninth day of the night.

Originally, Wu Ming wanted to struggle and resist, but after he found out that he was not the opponent of Ninth Sunset at all, he half-yi half did not resist.

Then, the two hung out together for half a year, the court was well organized by Ninth Rimu, Wu Ming was also happy to be at leisure, Ninth Rimu also put a lot of real power in his hands, those difficult problems that were not easy to solve, but instead It was held in the hands of Ninth Sunset himself and slowly cleaned up.

The only thing that made Wu Ming feel gratified was that the favorability rose to [-]

In this way, the favorability between Ninth Rimu and Chu Yue is [-], and the remaining ten points are too difficult to earn. Wu Ming even accompanied Ninth to unlock hundreds of poses, and the favorability is still not full. .

Wu Ming felt aggrieved by this, Ninth Sunset looked at a very gentle and gentle person, but it was a pity that he was a fox in his bones, the kind who was insatiable, the two of them unlocked the pose and took it out to change into a new taste in minutes, okay, it's all like this The evening of the ninth day is not full.

In the past six months, Wu Ming still hasn't received half a letter from Chu Yue.

Wu Ming wasn't sure what the old fox was thinking, so he simply ignored it and just pretended he didn't know anything.

It wasn't until evening that people from outside the hall heard that the imperial dining room and the two had come down from the bed. Wu Ming was uncomfortably hot and his appetite was poor. He hadn't eaten much in the past few days. At the end of the ninth day, the people in the imperial dining room changed their ways to make some light food to relieve the heat. Yes, Wu Ming still refused to eat.

For Wu Ming, eating is also a laborious task. He is always wandering between being unable to eat and being too full, which is not comfortable.

In the evening, the ninth day went to correct the papers for him. He was bored reading miscellaneous books in the bedroom alone. Alas, he was tired of such days. Now the only thing he wanted was to finish the border war as soon as possible. As long as Chu Yue After returning triumphantly, Wu Ming always has a way to make the opponent's favorability full.

In this case, only the ninth sun is left, and if the favorability of the ninth sun does not increase, it is probably stuck with Chu Yue. If Wu Ming really thinks that the ninth sun does not know that he has some connection with Chu Yue, Wu Ming is the slightest I don't believe it.

This old fox still doesn't know how to deal with the Mobei army.

Wu Ming sighed, feeling that the system was getting better at playing with him.

'In the next world, if we continue to play like this, we will be finished. '

[The distribution of fragments is not within my grasp. 】

'Then what's in your hands. '

【you. 】

'...'

[My data will not be wrong, Wu Ming, your gap has opened. 】

'and yours? '

[It seems that there is no way to heal. 】

'Oh, I don't believe it. '

[Really don't consider interface people? 】

'Are you in a hurry. '

[Not counting, there are still three fragments and it will be over, and I will leave you at that time, provided that you don't consider the interface person. 】'How many interface people are there. '

【not much. 】

'What about the conditions. '

【Approved. 】

'Who's audited. '

【do not know. 】

Wu Ming suddenly laughed, and at the same time his heart became a little empty.

What should he do then? It's really nerve-wracking, wandering aimlessly in every world.

'I will seriously consider it. '

[Wu Ming, become an interface person. 】

This sentence seemed a bit heavy, Wu Ming frowned vaguely, and did not speak.

In the middle of the night, after Wu Ming fell asleep on the bed, he felt in a daze that someone came to hug him. The body of that person was very cool and comfortable. Wu Ming also knew who it was, and rubbed against the other person's chest.

"Teacher, did you approve the memorial so late tonight?" Wu Ming muttered.

"Are you waking up His Majesty? Go to sleep." Ninth Rimu carefully covered Wu Ming with a blanket. Wu Ming didn't like to cover himself with blankets in summer. Once it rained in the middle of the night, and Wu Ming caught cold the next day after waking up.

"Yeah." Wu Ming's head was in a daze, and he fell asleep with his pillow on Jiu Rimu's arm.

Ninth Sun had some thoughts on his mind, looked at Wu Ming's sleeping face, stretched out his hand to gently slide across his forehead, and then smiled again.

A heartless little liar, full of lies and pretending to be crazy, even in bedtime, Ninth Sun Mu could sense that this person was somewhat unwilling.

But he just pretended to be infected by love\desire. Of course, Ninth Sunset also confirmed that the other party was happy.

"I don't care about the matter between you and Chu Yue, but from now on, you can't play around any more." Ninth Rimu pinched Wu Ming's nose and chuckled, "Your Majesty should know the fate of provoking me. "

Then, Ninth Rimu raised his head, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes.

"As for Chu Yue, I will solve it for you, Your Majesty."

Thinking of something, Ninth Sun laughed lowly, "As for you, Your Majesty, before you don't want to grow up, I will protect you well, and when you grow up, Your Majesty, as long as you don't leave this minister, death is enough for this minister."

"If you leave, I will only make you never grow up." Jiu Rimu added the next sentence lightly.

He kissed Wu Ming's lips, they were soft and waxy, and he was very happy.

In September, good news came from the border, and Chu Yue led the Mobei Army all the way north to break through the border of the Huns.

In October, Chu and Yue divided their armies into three groups and besieged the Huns guarding the Lunhu Grassland, winning a big victory.

In November, the Great Khan of the Huns handed in a letter of surrender, making an agreement not to invade Wu again within a hundred years.

At the end of the same month, Chu Yue was besieged by the rebel Huns and trapped in the Golden Canyon.

In December, no news came.

Wu Ming stood in the imperial garden and watched pieces of snowflakes falling down, one piece after another, as if time had frozen, only snowflakes fell, and the vast land was nothingness.

He heard footsteps behind him, approached him, step by step, stood behind him, and raised his hand.

A cloak was draped over him, and Ninth Sunset fastened it for him, with a reproachful tone, "Where are the guards beside you, don't you know how to bring a cloak when you see that you are so thinly dressed?"

"Don't blame them, I told them to go down and want to be alone." Wu Ming raised his head and continued to look at the heavy snow falling from the sky.

Ninth Rimu stood beside Wu Ming, also looking into the distance.

"Is it for the Mobei Army or the Mobei General." Jiu Rimu asked.

"The Grand Master is joking, I am naturally thinking of my Great Wu Kingdom."

Although he said so, Wu Ming's face remained flat, showing no joy, anger or sorrow.

"Your Majesty, this year's snow has come earlier than in previous years. Naturally, it's better to end some things with people earlier." Ninth Sun Mu said something.

Wu Ming understood that at the end of the ninth day, Wu Ming either didn't notice something, so he didn't believe it, but maybe he didn't know what kind of relationship he had with Chu Yue, which was also a troublesome matter.

"If General Chu can return in triumph, it would be good if the border war ends." Wu Ming said softly, lowering his eyes and turning his head to look at Ninth Sunset, "What do you think?"

"Naturally." The smile on Ninth Sunset's mouth didn't increase or decrease.

On the ninth day, Rimu suddenly reached out to hold Wu Ming's hands, put them on his lips and breathed lightly, "Remember to bring a thermos next time, aren't your hands cold?"

Wu Ming suddenly laughed, "With the grand master here, it's not cold."

On the ninth day, Mu smiled all over his face. He was originally a handsome and handsome man. Time did not leave any marks on his face, but only added more charm and temperament to him.

border, into the night.

"Da da da!" The horse's hoof kicked up pieces of cold snow and splashed away.

Chu Yue led the remaining 13 people riding horses all the way towards the east. The [-] Hun army behind them was chasing after him. The Golden Canyon stretched for a long stretch, and it was even the land of the Jinshan Mountains. It is a good place to fight and escape. Not anymore.

"General, the road ahead seems to be blocked by heavy snow!" A soldier nearby shouted.

Chu Yue stared at it, and suddenly grabbed the rein.

"Yu——!" The horse was forced to raise its head and stop.

They had fled for a day and a night without food, and now they were at the end of their strength.

Chu Yue clenched the reins tightly with a dignified expression.

"Go to the side canyon!"

"But that side ridge is a dead end."

"There is no unparalleled road, if it is true, then God wants us to die, let's go!"

After Chu Yue's words fell, he raised his whip and lashed the steed under him. The horse screamed and ran quickly in another direction.

The soldiers behind hurriedly followed. In the cold night, they were running for their lives. No one knew what was on the other side. It might be a way out, or it might be a way out.

"Whoa-"

In the imperial city, Wu Ming got up from the comfortable hot spring, and Ninth Sun Mu hurried over to wipe him clean and wrap him in a coat, for fear that he would catch a cold.

Wu Ming could see heat coming out from around his body, it was very warm and made him sweat a little.

"Teacher, you don't have to do such trivial things for me."

"This is the minister's blessing. Your Majesty has given me the trust, and I am very happy." Jiu Rimu never violated the rules in terms of address, and he could call him whatever he wanted.

Except for the time when he went to bed, at that time, Ninth Sunset liked to speak extremely obscene words with a gentle face.

It was hard for Wu Ming to believe it the first time. He was obviously a refined gentleman, but how could he be so, so vulgar in bed, and the other party still had a gentle and refined face.

Wu Ming looked at the flickering warm yellow lights beside him, and suddenly felt restless.

"Is there no news from the border yet?"

Ninth Sun's movements paused, his smile remained undiminished, "No, but there is news from the informant, does Your Majesty want to hear it?"

Wu Ming hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "En."

"The Khan of the Huns refused to accept the letter of surrender and received [-] to prepare for a surprise attack. It is said that Chu Yue and his party were chased to the Golden Canyon and suffered heavy casualties."

Wu Ming moved his fingers, "Why didn't the grand master say it earlier?"

"Your Majesty, do you really think that it is a good thing for Chu Yue to return in triumph?" Ninth Sun took out a handkerchief and sat behind Wu Ming to dry his hair.

"A person who fights for one year can die for ten years, not to mention the serious losses within the imperial court, and even the problem of food and grass last year has not been resolved, the Xiongnu have long wanted to surrender, it is Chu Yue who refused to give up and fought all the way to others Outside the tent, this battle was fought to relieve anger, but it also didn't go well with the people's will."

On the ninth day, Mu let out a heavy breath, "The [-] rebels are pawns sent by the Xiongnu to take Chu Yue's life. The peace talks are true, but Chu Yue must die."

"Once Chu Yue died, my general who won the battle would not be able to return to his hometown, so how can the people in the army work hard?" Wu Ming retorted.

"Your Majesty, you and I have both been to the border. I don't think you don't know what happened to the Mobei Army." On the ninth day, there was a slight coldness in his eyes, "The victory was fought, the country was protected, but the Mobei Army But it’s a serious problem, the [-] disabled soldiers didn’t even have a place to leave their bones, does Your Majesty really think they are still people, they are not even considered human beings.”

"After all, our food and grass failed to keep up. Could it be possible that more than 20 Mobei troops starved to death in a foreign land, not to mention that it was for the country."

"For the sake of the country?" Jiu Rimu raised his voice, and then his tone returned to the usual gentleness, "Your Majesty, did you really think that the battle back then could not be won?"

Wu Ming's eyelids twitched slightly, feeling that Ninth Sunset knew a lot of things, and what he wanted to say was definitely not what he wanted to hear.

On the ninth day, Mu bent down and only said one sentence in Wu Ming's ear, "Chu Yue is not from my Great Wu."

Wu Ming's fingers trembled slightly, "Stop talking."

On the ninth day, Mu looked at Wu Ming with complicated eyes, combed his hair, and watched him go back to the bedroom and sleep on the bed obediently. He wanted to sleep with Wu Ming, but he saw Wu Ming shook his head.

"Teacher, I want to sleep alone tonight."

On the ninth day, Mu looked at Wu Ming silently for a while, then nodded, got up and extinguished the nearby candles, leaving only one with a faint light.

When going out, Ninth Sunset seemed to sigh. He looked at the person sleeping on the bed, but his mind drifted to the border.

The golden canyon was blocked and had to divert to the side canyon. The five thousand elite soldiers guarding there should also show up.

"Heh." Ninth Sun laughed lowly.

Chu Yue, Chu Yue, still want to return home in triumph?Don't think about it.

On the ninth day, Mu entered his room. He always had his own residence in the palace.

He walked up to the copywriter, picked up a letter on top of it, lit it expressionlessly, and watched him being burned in the brazier quietly. Those lingering thoughts finally dissipated in smoke, leaving only A spot of dust.

side canyon

The heavy snow stopped, and the white snow was stained with bloodstains one after another.

Chu Yue had dozens of knives in his body, and finally he was forced to the top of the side ridge alone.

He stood on top of the corpse and looked down at those people. He killed many people, even he didn't know how many people he killed. All the soldiers and horses around him died, and he was the only one left.

His eyes were bloodshot, his body was covered with stains and blood, his hair was messy, and he stood there like a huge rock.

Holding his spear, he shouted at the group of rebels who were ready to move, "Who else!"

Swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, suppressing those rebels who did not dare to take a step forward.

"call out--"

Someone suddenly shot an arrow, which directly hit Chu Yue's chest. The arrow was very poisonous, but Chu Yue couldn't feel any pain.

Seeing this, those traitors picked up their spears and stabbed at Chu Yue.

"puff--!!"

A snowflake fell.

It fell into Chu Yue's unclosed eyes, turned into a drop of snow and flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Taking a closer look, Chu Yue was holding a jade hairpin in his hand, but the jade hairpin was broken.

Chu Yue didn't know whether he was dead or about to die.

Life is short, and he feels that his life is worthwhile.

All his life, he fought iron horses, fought bloody battles, fought wars, and won battles, but he only lost the last one.

He couldn't move his fingers. He wanted to hold the jade hairpin tightly, but he could only watch it shatter into several pieces.

So, what should we do.

That person will be angry when he sees the keepsake he gave him look like this.

Don't be angry, if there is an afterlife, I will go to the poor and fall to the underworld, and then I will apologize to you.

Do you know……?

At the end of the year, no one has returned for thousands of miles

On New Year's Eve, General Chu Yue of Mobei was buried in the side canyon.

"what--!"

Wu Ming suddenly woke up from his sleep, with fine sweat on his forehead.

[Ding, Chu Yue's favorability is [-]. 】

[Ding, the fragments have been recovered. 】

A silence.

Wu Ming picked up the handkerchief beside him and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Is Chu Yue dead?" '

【Yes. 】

'Does the evening of the ninth day know the news? '

【he knows. 】

Wu Ming lowered his eyes and let out a sigh of relief. Chu Yue died, but his favorability was full, which meant that before he died, Chu Yue was thinking of him.

"Did Ninth Sunset intercept Chu Yue's letter to me?" '

[The last two letters, do you want to read them? 】

'want. '

"Tap." Suddenly, two envelopes fell on the bed, and there was no signature on them, but Wu Ming knew that they were for him.

He opened one of them and looked at it in the dim light.

Your Majesty: The letter is like a face, I miss you very much.

It has been a year since you and I parted ways last time, and I sent dozens of letters without any response. I expected you to miss this one, but I was lucky enough to send it.

The battle at the border has ceased, and I will return triumphantly on the first day of the Lunar New Year. I still remember that day you promised that if I return victorious, you will be named the general of the country. Although it is not a joke, I am not very serious. I am all about fame and fortune. Things outside of me, but now, I want to use you to promise me something on my mind.

The frontier is covered with snow for thousands of miles, although it is bitter, it is also pleasant; if you and I are tired of the trivial matters of the rich and powerful, I would like to see the world's scenery with your hand, the vast plains, the sunset in the canyon, the peach blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, and the tea in the apricot garden.

I expected that you would call me treasonous and immoral for giving birth to this kind of thinking. I have fought in the battlefield all my life, and I have seen many lives and deaths. Life is too short.

Don't lose your youth until your armor is removed and you return to the field.

Hope to give back.

The letter was neither long nor short, and it just filled one sheet. After reading it, Wu Ming felt a little uncomfortable.

This is a very strange feeling, uncomfortable, but there is no pain, no pain in the heart, no pain in the head, just a feeling of tightness in the chest, which makes people uncomfortable.

Wu Ming picked up another letter, and the voice that hadn't turned on the system sounded again.

【The last letter, he sent someone to Beijing four months ago, saying that this letter will only be delivered to you when news of his death comes. 】Wu Ming's hands trembled, and he wanted to take it apart, but he didn't seem to want to read it.

His chest is a little stuffy now, and his inexplicable emotions make him a little irritable.

Letting out a breath, Wu Ming closed his eyes.

Seven days later, news came that Chu Yue had died in battle.

On the ninth day, at dusk, he personally promoted the people buried in the Mobei army, except for the [-] troops guarding the border, and all returned to the fields.

The legends of the Mobei Army, which was invincible in all battles, finally dissipated in the wind and rain.

Wu Ming named the general of Chuyue Township, and buried his body at the border. This is also the meaning of the ninth sun, saying that General Chu will always guard in front of the gate of Wuguo.

Some people disagree and some people agree.

Without Chu Yue, the hurdle between Wu Ming and Ninth Rimu disappeared. In another year, after Ninth Rimu learned that Wu Ming canonized the eldest son of the eldest princess as the prince, his favorability rose to one hundred.

Wu Ming's first feeling was that he was in a daze, and he didn't seem to be able to react. The second feeling was that a wave of ecstasy was coming, and I finally filled up the favorability of this old fox. ah! !

For Wu Ming, this hundred is really not easy to brush, which makes him very tired.

Wu Ming didn't want to stay anymore, so he chose to leave. On the night of leaving, he finally took out the letter that had been suppressed for a year.

There is only one poem on the letter.

For deceased:

Eight hundred miles of spring breeze send each other away; Linglong bones, red beans lead the intestines, three points of melancholy; but the iron horse and mountains and rivers are here, I have not yet returned the armor for the king; I am afraid that my iron armor will be cold to the bone, and I will not allow the slightest tenderness; a thousand miles of graves, don’t care anymore .

作者有话要说：谢谢祖国一朵小白花扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2017-05-3120:35:40

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Dear mine, thank you so much

In other words, I feel that the chrysanthemum of my manuscript will not be guaranteed [laughing and crying