bluestone

22 years of Emperor Wu

At the end of March, Linxi Town, Jiangnan.

This time of year is the busiest time in Linxi Town, because the peach blossoms in this place are famous all over the country, and there is an endless stream of people who love and enjoy them; it's just that this year's situation is more grand than previous years, and the reason is that it comes from Wulin leader.

Every year at the end of March and the beginning of April, it is not only the season for viewing flowers, but also the time when the leader of the martial arts invites all heroes from all over the world to discuss martial arts and discuss major events in the martial arts. Of course, this is also the time to prepare for the martial arts conference three months later.

The location of the martial arts conference is fixed, but the location of the previous spring banquet was decided by the martial arts leader.

This year happened to be in Linxi Town.

At this time, on a mountain full of peach blossoms in Linxi Town, surrounding the mansion halfway up the mountain, it was already full of people's voices.

The villa is full of banquets, but a ring is set up in the open space outside the villa. When the wine and food are full, it is a martial arts competition. Of course, there are also people who appreciate flowers, recite poems and match each other. It's fun.

Around the arena, there were many onlookers applauding, and there were constant discussions.

"Hero Guo's Tiger Fist has improved a little bit in strength!"

"Li Daxia's whirlwind kick is not too bad, especially the improvement in speed, tsk tsk, it's really amazing."

"Hey, look, Guo Daxia's fist is rushing towards Li Daxia's chest..."

"Hey... just a little bit." On the stage, Li Daxia narrowly avoided a mighty tiger fist.

"Hero Li has already started to be passive." Someone in the crowd sighed.

"Yeah, it looks like this year's winner will be Guo Daxia again."

"Tsk tsk..."

Seeing the situation on the stage, the people in the audience shook their heads one after another, basically no one was optimistic about Li Daxia.

"Brother Tai's words are wrong," the clear and watery voice pierced through the noisy crowd and reached the ears of the people around them. People looked over subconsciously.

Among the crowd, I saw an elegant young man, not as good as a weak crown, wearing a lake blue gown, holding a folding fan in his hand, warm and moist as jade, with a natural noble air; the young man has red lips and white teeth, but he is not weak, so that people will not misunderstand his gender. It seems gentle, but it hides endless majesty and indifference; and that silent smile is more calm and elegant.

As if sensing the boy's uniqueness, everyone around him subconsciously kept a distance of three feet, not daring to approach easily, either because he was afraid of disturbing that calmness, or because he was afraid of that extraordinary demeanor.

"Little brother, why did you say that?" The man felt a little dissatisfied when he heard someone refute him at first, but when he saw the young man with outstanding temperament, his tone couldn't help but become respectful and cautious.

He shook his folding fan lightly, "The chivalrous man surnamed Guo's boxing style is indeed very powerful, and he easily gained the upper hand at the beginning, but there is an old saying: one blow, then decline, and three exhaustion. He seems to be on the offensive, and It is unstoppable, but in fact it is powerless to follow up; and the power of the righteous man surnamed Li is not inferior to his heavy punches, and at the same time, he is constantly increasing his speed. Now he seems to be on the defensive and seems to be very passive, but he has a strong follow-up. Seizing the opportunity will surely turn defeat into victory.”

"Papapa~" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard crisp applause, which was exceptionally clear in the small area of ​​silence.

Mr. Ruya closed the folding fan, followed the sound and turned around, half raised his head and looked up.

At some point, a person sat on the tall peach blossom tree. Obviously, the applause came from there.

The peach blossom branch trembled a few times, and the man jumped down.

I don't know if it was because of the wind blowing from an unknown place, or because of the person's slightly larger movements, the pink petals fluttered away.

Accompanied by peach blossoms all over the sky, the handsome and hearty face of the person applauding came into view; similarly, the person on the tree finally saw clearly the face of the person who attracted all his eyes from the moment he opened his mouth...

At this moment, everyone around has become a silent background, who is fascinated by whom, and who is in whose heart?

"I agree with Xiongtai's thoughts, so I have the intention of making friends. I don't know what Xiongtai thinks?" The man also seemed to be inferior to the weak crown, but he was older than the young man in blue, with bronze-colored skin , is different from the young man in blue who is fair, healthy and tough, with deep facial features and sharp edges and corners, black eyes with a bit of murderous air, and the long hair tied behind his head with a headband has a bit of aura. Chic and uninhibited, that is, the fierceness of a soldier, and the freedom and ease of a reckless, two completely different temperaments have been perfectly integrated in this person.

He tilted his head and stared straight at the young man in blue with interest in his eyes.

"It's just as you want." The young man in blue clasped his fists and responded.He was also very interested in this person.

"Look! Li Daxia really counterattacked!" With a loud shout, the people around turned their attention to the ring again.

Soon, Li Daxia won the final victory as the young man in blue had said.

"Little brother is really good at predicting things..." Seeing the result of the competition, people looked at the young man in blue one after another.

"Huh? Where's the young man in blue? Why didn't he disappear?"

"Yes, it was there just now, why did it suddenly disappear!"

"The young hero who was hiding in the tree just now is gone."

"...Did they leave together?"

……

There are still discussions here, but the two people who left first over there have already run to the depths of the peach forest where there is no one.

In a clearing in the peach grove, the petals that should have fallen silently on the ground fluttered in a mess, and the peach branches rustled, giving off a sense of decadence only because of the two young people who were fighting each other.

One lake blue, one indigo, entangled and separated again, the strong wind mixed with internal force blew straight, inseparable.

If the martial arts people from just now saw it, they would definitely be surprised. After all, it is not surprising that the young man in Tsing Yi can know martial arts.

After a hundred moves, they met palms together, and the two figures immediately separated from each other.

"I lost." The young man in blue bowed calmly, losing openly.

"Brother only loses due to lack of experience, as for martial arts, it's hard to tell which is better, so let's accept it." The young man in Tsing Yi clasped his fists and smiled heartily.

"Acceptance," the young man in blue accepted his words, "It's a rare encounter, and I don't know how to call you brother?"

"Han Shi."

"Qing Ming." After the other party reported his name, he also said his own name by the way.

cold food?Ching Ming?

As soon as the words fell, there was silence in the forest, and both of them were stunned for a moment.

"Hahaha~~~" Then they all smiled.

"I didn't expect such a coincidence? However, Brother Han's name should not be the one I thought of." Qing Ming laughed.

"My stone is a stone, what about yours?"

"Taking politics through Qingming means peace of the country and the people, avoiding Qingming and removing water, so it is evergreen."

"The government is clear and clear, the country is peaceful and the people are safe? I didn't expect your father to be so concerned about state affairs."

"Brother Han is joking, the rise and fall of a country is everyone's responsibility."

With only one name, both of them already guessed that the other party must be of extraordinary background, so they both used aliases as a last resort.

"I think we're not that different in age, and we get along very well, so there's no need to be polite, and we'll just call each other brothers. What do you think, Young Brother?"

"Alright, Brother Han."

"The martial arts competition is over, and there's nothing to see in the excitement. Why don't we just go down the mountain and have a drink, what do you think? Younger Brother." Han Shi didn't see him, and moved to his side, saying excitedly.

"That's fine, then respect is worse than obedience."

"Good talk, good talk."

After the words fell, the two walked down the mountain hand in hand.

In a wine shop in Linxi Town, there was a lot of bustle and noise. After all, it was during the martial arts conference, and there would always be some wild people coming to join in the fun. It was not surprising that the atmosphere was more lively.

The lobby of the restaurant was overcrowded, each table was surrounded by a circle of people, there should be quite a few people sharing the table together, there was only one table in the corner, which only sat two people.

A young man in blue and a young man in green are Qing Ming and Han Shi.

Perhaps it was because the temperament of the two of them was different, no one dared to come forward to compete with them.

The two were also happy.

The lobby was originally discussing the martial arts conference in March, but for some reason, it suddenly changed to the matter of suppressing bandits in Xishan two months ago.

"Hey, have you all heard?" A lean middle-aged man lowered his voice mysteriously.

"What did you hear?" Someone asked curiously.

"The person who led the Zhenxi Army to suppress bandits two months ago was not Old General Han!"

"It's not Old General Han, who is that?"

"Aside from old general Han, who else can get rid of that group of bandits? You know, the nest in Xishan is not a different group of bandits..."

"That's right, that's right, Xishan is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and with the three cunning bosses on Xishan, they occupied it for nearly four years! Looting and looting, all kinds of evil, even intercepting official money, the imperial court sent troops without knowing where to go How many times have you fought, and you have been defeated every time, if it weren't for Old General Han, who else would have captured that group of Xishan bandits?"

"...That's right, who else could there be besides him?" Everyone was discussing, with doubts on their faces.

"Don't you believe it. It wasn't General Han who exterminated the bandits in Xishan. I have a brother in Xishan. He told me that General Han was stationed in the northwest, and he didn't dare to leave his post without permission, and he never went to Xishan."

"If not him, then who?"

"...Who the hell is it?"

"Say it quickly, don't keep it up!"

"Hey," he rubbed his nose with his hand, and said loudly, "It was not Old General Han who led the army to wipe out the Xishan bandits two months ago, but... Young General Han!" He panted deliberately.

"Major General Han?"

"That's right, it's the grandson of Old General Han, Han Tuo who was just named Young General Han!"

"how can that be?"

"How is it possible... I remember that Han Tuo is not as good as the weak crown. How could such a young man wipe out such a group of fierce Xishan bandits?"

"Qian San, are you joking? Is the Han Tuo you're talking about really as powerful as you say?"

"Of course, my brother was working in the Xishan government office, and was also ordered to participate in the siege. I heard that General Han sneaked into the bandit's den alone, sneaked into the cottage, and lay in ambush for a whole month, and finally found out the way to the cottage. Another road, not only drew the road map, but also found out the real location of the cottage and the weak points of defense, after a series of careful planning, finally cooperated with the inside and outside, wiped out the Xishan bandits in one fell swoop, and made a lot of contributions!"

"real or fake?"

"That's right, you didn't make it up, did you?"

"How dare I make up this nonsense. People in Xishan basically know about it, but they haven't passed it on. The court reward arrived a month ago. It's a pity that after General Han suppressed the bandits, I don't know where I went, and I didn't even receive the reward, so I left."

"If what you said is true, this Han Tuo is really a hero!"

"Old General Han finally has a successor."

"Come on, come on, this is a happy event, let's have a toast together!"

"Okay!" "Come on~"

A group of rough men shouted in unison, those who raised their bowls raised their bowls, those who raised their glasses raised their glasses, and immediately drank together.

The author has something to say:

This should have been written in the postscript, but I want to explain the concept of this article in advance, so that everyone can have an idea.

The inspiration for this article comes from the life experience of a male supporting role in an old saying about a strong woman.That male supporting role is not even the second male lead, he likes the female lead and dies for the female lead.When he first appeared on the stage, he was regarded as a cold-blooded tyrant, but he originally wanted to be a gentleman, a generation of Mingjun.And the reason why he is now is that he was raped by the general who holds great power, by the man arranged by his mother, and by the soldiers under the general.So when he regained power, he slaughtered millions of soldiers just because he couldn't remember who touched him and who didn't touch him, which is why he got the name of a tyrant.

I won't go into more details about the story.

When I read this article back then, I was not yet rotten, so you can imagine how angry I was, not at what the general did, but at what his mother and sister did!

Later, I forgot the name of the article and the names of the characters, but I still remember his sad past, and I also remember the confession about the general that was narrated in that article.

I can't remember the specific content, but the content should be like this: the first time he saw the young emperor in white walking from outside the hall, he attracted all his attention. The pure and innocent eyes of the young man made him want to Possessing and plundering, because he did the same thing, threatening military power to humiliate his subordinates, finally possessing him, and seeing that he no longer had the purity and innocence of the past, until he died in the hands of the young man.

There was no corruption back then, but he didn't like or dislike corruption. In all fairness, that general may have truly fallen in love with the boy at first sight, but he used the wrong method; but if he said he loved the boy, how could he bear to torture him until he was covered in bruises!

The confession written by the original author may be to whitewash the general, or it may be just writing. It is impossible to know whether the general loves the boy or not.

At least for the young man who became the emperor, the past as a teenager was the deepest nightmare and darkness in his heart, and he never loved the general.

So I wrote this article.

Frankly, my article already bears little resemblance to that story.That story is too sad, too dark, and abusive both physically and mentally. I don't want to write that kind of article, it's very uncomfortable to watch.

So my essays are acquaintances who are happy with each other, warm and affectionate, occasionally with a little joy, abusive but not physically abusive, a little abusive and pleasant!

There is no vicious male supporting role, vicious female supporting role, the two male protagonists are equally powerful and evenly matched (as a person who likes strong women, even girls must be as generous, strong and brave as men, let alone real men!), so even if the subject is The other party will not blush at every turn and have a sissy look.

As for the storyline, I will try to design something novel, but there may still be loopholes and bugs. If you mention it, you can change it if you can. If you can’t, just turn a blind eye and close one eye! (I really don't know how to write too convoluted plot dramas.)

The writing style is still being practiced. Although it is still not good enough, it should be improving.

In addition, there will be meat, how can there be Tanmei that doesn’t write meat, then it will lack a great pleasure of being Danmei, but I don’t plan to post it on jj, I will only post the abridged version at that time, and share the unabridged version on the Internet as appropriate In the plate or other places, in short, we will talk about it when the time comes.

The above is the general situation of this article.

PS: The author who wrote these words in the wedge before had something to say, but it was deleted two days ago, and now it is rewritten, everyone can take a look!

Finally, about my personal title: Aze and Zeze are fine. I also have this word in my real name. Everyone usually calls it that way, and I am used to it. <(＾－＾)>