mottled

(Portrait of Deng Chao's characters) Mottled

Author: Your brother Mr. Azan

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Brothers setting, (big) Zhu Xiaolian x Zhao Zhen, ([-]) Bao Zheng x Pang Tong, ([-]) Pei Donglai x Li Mu, ([-]) Cold-blooded x Iron Hand

In the follow-up story of "There is Snow", after the emperor's birthday banquet, the power of the Grand Master's Mansion was greatly weakened. In order to consolidate the imperial power, Zhao Zhen pointed the finger at Li Mu, the queen of the rebel army who held the military power. Pei Donglai lied to save Li Mu. He has a son, so Li Mu withdrew his troops before the battle, facing the danger of being executed...

Content tags: Enmity and Enmity in a Strong Year

Search keywords: Protagonist: Zhu Xiaolian, Bao Zheng, Pei Donglai, Leng Xue┃Supporting actors: Zhao Zhen, Pang Tong, Li Mu, Tie Shou┃Others:

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(One)

Pei Donglai said to Li Mu, I have your child.

There was continuous artillery fire outside the barracks, and the steel gun in Li Mu's hand was dripping with blood.

General Li froze on the spot for more than a moment. He wanted to laugh but couldn't. He said, "Donglai, don't make trouble."

Pei Donglai said coldly, "I never joke."

Li Mu grabbed Pei Donglai's neck and kissed him as if he wanted to bite off his mouth, but finally let go of his hand. The young general blinked and trembled: "You...you wait for me to come back."

Pei Donglai looked at Li Mu carrying a gun out of the camp with hatred, and Shaoqing shouted to his back: "Can you come back alive! You bastard!"

A beautiful snow-like person with a hideous face.

Outside the wind and snow, that was already four Qiyao ago.

Summer came quickly, the flowers bloomed, the branches and leaves were lush, the ice and snow turned into running water, and the light of the setting sun passed through the lush leaves, leaving mottled on the gray tiles.

Leng Xue stood quietly at the base of the wall outside Dali Temple, facing the wall as if thinking about his past.

With a loud noise, Leng Xue stepped on the wall and fell to the eaves. The courtyard was very lively.Pei Donglai's gilt ball flew from east to west, and the man with the mustache rolled leisurely and contentedly in the billowing smoke.

Zhang Xun, who was holding a paper umbrella, was the first to see Leng Xue. He smiled and waved to the leader's fourth son. With that appearance, adding a handful of melon seeds and a plate of sugar is no different from watching a play.

The newly appointed head of Dali Temple is really lively.

Leng Xue took a step back and slid down from the top of the wall, separated from the courtyard by a wall, it was clean.

He decided to stand outside and wait for Dong to come, because most of the time...he couldn't win.

It was already sunset, and I was a little hungry, Leng Butou sighed, like a puppy purring.

Lengxue and Pei Donglai walked back in the fading sunlight. The smell of gunpowder smoke on Pei Donglai's body was too strong, and Lengxue had a sensitive nose. He sucked in and wanted to sneeze.

"That Di Renjie is troublesome." Pei Donglai patted his official uniform.

"Yeah." Leng Xue said, "Di Renjie, Di Renjie, his name sounds like he will live longer than Xue Yong."

Cut, Pei Donglai thought it was a little funny, "Are you serious?"

Of course not.

"Come from the east." Leng Xue hesitated, "The conscripts from outside the Great Wall are coming back, do you know?"

There was no smile on Pei Donglai's face, he just said coldly: "Why, I thought they were all dead."

"Originally," said Leng-Blood, "but they withdrew early."

Pei Donglai raised his head in surprise, and withdrew his troops before the battle, not only would he be dealt with by the military law, but he would also lose the dignity and national prestige of the general. The Li family's army always would rather die than retreat.

"The Li family's army might win, but they withdrew." Leng Xue said again.

Pei Donglai didn't know where his mind went.

At night, Pei Donglai suffered from insomnia. He listened to the voice of Zhu Xiaolian reciting books from the next door, throwing Liu Lang Yudou on the ground, and sailing the Xizi boat.

He touched his stomach and felt that besides a monster, he looked like a lunatic.

When he got up in the morning, he went out without waiting for the cold blood. At the corner of the door, there was a huge thing shining with metallic silver light that people couldn't ignore. Pei Donglai stared at the thing. He stretched out his hand and pushed it. Sometimes the eyes are bloodshot.

"Li Mu?" Pei Donglai was taken aback, "Why are you back? Are you still sleeping here?"

General Li stood up abruptly, grabbed Pei Donglai's wrist and said, "Follow me."

His voice seemed to have survived the wind and sand outside the Great Wall day and night, the vicissitudes of life were frightening.

"Let go!" Pei Donglai was annoyed, "Let me go!"

Li Mu turned his head and gave him a hard look. In a blink of an eye, he was full of grievances, even watery: "You follow me."

Pei Donglai didn't dare to resist anymore.

They went to find Gongsun Ce, once the most famous doctor in Yangzhou City, and now Bao Zheng's boss.

The elegant Gongsun Gongzi was taken aback by Li Mu's aggressive approach: "General Li? Pei Shaoqing? Please sit down."

Li Mu grabbed Pei Donglai's wrist and handed it to Gongsun Ce, saying, "Master Gongsun, please take a look, look at Donglai...is he..."

Li Mu couldn't continue.

Gongsun Ce smiled slightly, put the small cotton pad on the hard table, and took Shaoqing's slender white wrist to rest on it. Pei Dong came to see him, his eyes were at a loss.

"Huh?" Gongsun Ce frowned, "Master Shaoqing, has something uncomfortable recently?"

"No." Pei Donglai abruptly withdrew his hand.

"Donglai, don't be like this." Li Mu hurriedly put Shaoqing's hand back in a neat manner.

Gongsun Ce smiled and said, "Then I'll check."

Finally, Gongsun Ce told Li Mu that Pei Donglai was in good health.

Li Mu couldn't laugh anymore.

Li Mu sent Pei Donglai back to Dali Temple and went to court, he always did this, everything is not as important as his Donglai, the two of them were speechless along the way.

Pei Donglai was very frantic, he dropped the teacup as soon as he entered Dali Temple, Zhang Xun followed behind him to tidy up, very skillful in one go.

"Under the sky! Under the sky! Only this fool would believe that men can get pregnant too!" Pei Donglai slammed the table hard, Zhang Xun couldn't understand what he was saying, and felt sorry for his hands and the table.

Master Shaoqing didn't even think about it, which foolish man in the world would say that he was pregnant.

oppressive rule.

Di Renjie always appeared when Pei Donglai least wanted to see him, twisted his beard and said, "Nothing is impossible these days, even Li Jiajun can be a deserter."

The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener meant it, Pei Donglai was furious: "You fart!"

Di Renjie sniffed: "It's tasteless."

(two)

Zhu Xiaolian dreamed that he was fishing by the river, a small boat swayed and made people fall asleep, he propped his chin with his hands, feeling comfortable.

Suddenly, there was a warm body hugging him from behind, with the familiar wet touch, Zhu Xiaolian woke up screaming.

The flickering candle, Bao Zheng looked at him calmly while holding a teacup.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Bao Zheng asked.

"Why are you here?" Zhu Xiaolian wiped the cold sweat off his forehead with his sleeve.

"You are calling a person's name." Bao Zheng took a sip of tea and did not answer the question directly.

"Who? Who did I call?"

"I can't hear you clearly." Bao Zheng smiled, walked to Zhu Xiaolian's bed and sat down, looked into his elder brother's eyes and said, "General Li's case has come to trial, the emperor wants to punish his nine clans."

Zhu Xiaolian's body trembled.

"Li Mu is the son of a vassal, and in the final analysis he cannot be killed, so in the end he was only dismissed as a general and the Li family army was dismissed."

"I'm afraid it's no different from Zhu Jiu Clan." Zhu Xiaolian sighed.

"I'm afraid...I'm afraid that the reason why General Li retreated before the battle has something to do with Donglai." Bao Zheng smiled wryly, "This is the most possible possibility among all the impossible ones I can think of."

"After fighting for more than a month, why did you back down in the end?"

"With concern, people will be weak." Bao Zheng said, "Maybe they will be strong."

Zhu Xiaolian was silent for a while, then asked again: "What are you thinking?"

Bao Zheng approached him with a smile: "Guess."

"I guess..." Zhu Xiaolian said softly, "You are thinking about how to play tricks on me."

Bao Zheng smiled even more happily. He nodded and said, "Brother, you are getting smarter."

After all, they had to pinch Zhu Xiaolian's face hard, the two scholars pinched each other's cheeks for a long time, this was the most brutal fight they could do.

Mr. Zhu was fair-skinned, and when the battle was over, his face was covered with red marks.

Zhu Xiaolian chuckled lightly and said, "You have no marks on your face, it's hard to say whether it's because of your thick skin or your dark skin."

Bao Zheng rubbed his sore cheek and responded, "You can feel whatever you like."

In fact, Bao Zheng was thinking about what the world would be like if he hadn't stopped Pang Tong from raising his troops back then.

Just think about it.

"Do you want me to sleep with you tonight?" Bao Zheng said as he pulled Zhu Xiaolian's blanket away, but was kicked out by the scholar.

"Go away, go and find your General Pang." Mr. Zhu covered his head with a quilt, and pointed his butt at Bao Zheng, which was a disguised form of repelling him. Bao Zheng smiled and turned off the light for him.

It's a hot, cold, foggy day.

Leng Xue met two official sons at the door of his house, and Shen Zhi, Mr. Shu Shen held a paper umbrella to shield the sons in front of him from the wind and dew.

Leng Xue was taken aback for a moment, but then he understood: "It's you?"

Shen Zhishu smiled and said: "Leng Butou has good eyesight, but this is not a good name, it cannot be 'you'."

The cold-blooded eyes were cold and indifferent: "What are you here for?"

Shen Zhishu shook his head helplessly, but still had a friendly smile on his face: "May I ask if Mr. Zhu Xiaolian is there?"

The little catcher doesn't know how to lie, but he always feels unwilling to answer honestly, so he tenses the muscles on his face and doesn't speak, Shen Zhishu knows it, so he says: "Then let's go in by ourselves, don't bother the cold catcher. "

Leng Xue sighed softly, glanced at the son next to Shen Zhishu, and said, "You should be glad that you met me today."

In other words, if it comes from the east, all hands and feet will be beaten.