Qi Kuo

Some people are destined to be at odds.

As soon as Chen Ke stepped into Xunnan Wang's Mansion, Zhao Jun felt that the wind around him had stopped, and there was a smell of swords being drawn everywhere.

He stood in front of the door, took a slight breath, cupped his hands forward, and then said: "National Guard Zhao Jun, please see Xunnan King."

There was no movement in the hall for a long time, and then came a slightly hoarse voice, low and pleasant: "Come in." At the end, he added: "Whoever is behind you will be spared, my small temple cannot accommodate this Great Buddha."

Zhao Jun was indifferent, listening to Chen Ke's many complaints and complaints about the Southern Xun Wang along the way, he was already immune to such things.

He stepped forward and pushed open the heavy door.

After entering the door, I saw only one person sitting behind the tea table, dressed in delicate white clothes, with black hair tied loosely behind his back, with spring eyebrows and eyes, red lips and white teeth, as bright as the moon, and as cool as a spring.

Zhao Jun bowed and saluted, and said, "Xunnan King."

The corners of Song Chenran's lips raised slightly, and he said with a smile, "Little brother, you don't need to be polite." He paused, and then said, "I'm on the road, come and have a cup of tea."

Zhao Jun answered "Yes" and walked over. Chen Ke raised his eyes and glanced at the people sitting there, then looked at Zhao Jun's passing figure, sighed inaudibly, and followed.

Song Chenran caught a glimpse of Chen Ke's approaching figure from the corner of his eyes, and said in a neutral tone, "Hey, what kind of spring breeze has brought our General Chen here."

Chen Ke didn't answer. He was afraid that they would have to fight if he spoke, let alone talk about business.

Zhao Jun was a little embarrassed, so he had no choice but to get straight to the point: "Presumably the prince already knows about the hoarding of [-] soldiers in Sichuan."

Song Chenran poured a cup of tea slowly and handed it to Zhao Jun, saying, "Try it, it's snowing in Bitan."

Zhao Jun took the tea that was handed over, and before he had time to thank him, he heard Song Chenran say: "I have heard about this matter, but due to some restrictions, we have no right to investigate. Make it easier."

Zhao Jun pursed the corners of his lips lightly, and said: "In this way, it is very inconvenient for the prince to be here."

"No, a few days ago I sent someone to Beijing to hand over the booklet, asking the emperor to let go of my military power in the south, so that I can cooperate better."

When it came to cooperation, Zhao Jun didn't expect that the prince had already mentioned it before he mentioned it.So he turned his head to look at Chen Ke who was sitting beside him, after all, the next thing was beyond his control.

Chen Ke also turned serious, and took out a brass seal from his arms, handed it to Song Chenran, and said, "This is the seal Jiang Buqing gave me."

Song Chenran took it and sneered: "Such a poor seal should not be a jade seal, he can take it out."

Chen Ke poured tea for himself, moistened his lips, and added a touch of softness.He said: "If he gives out a piece of jade privately, no matter who he asks to engrave it, he will not do it. After all, no one wants to take this thankless job."

"He doesn't know how to raise one?"

Chen Ke glanced at him: "Do you think the emperor has no backup? He can't support him."

Song Chenran thought for a while, and thought it was the same, so he changed the subject and asked, "Do you know that many people from Shanghan recently entered Shuzhong?"

Chen Ke paused: "Shanghan? But the Shanghan tribe in the north? Why did they appear here?"

Song Chenran shook his head: "It's not easy to think about it. At that time, after I saw Jiang Buqing's chariots and horses entering Shuzhong, that night, I sent people to monitor the gorge in Shuzhong to report that a group of people dressed like Shanghan secretly Entering Sichuan from the mouth of the gorge, they saw a lot of people coming, but they didn't dare to act rashly. They could only trap them in the mouth of the gorge with a little trick, but they went out within a few days. I went to confirm their identity The identity is indeed from Shanghan.”

After hearing this, Chen Ke blurted out: "Could it be that Jiang Buqing is still colluding with foreign thieves?! Yes, Gu Zhi must be very happy."

Song Chenran didn't answer his words, but instead asked, "Are you working with Jiang Buqing now?"

Chen Ke smiled: "Is there a need to ask? No, we are with Jiang Buqing."

Song Chenran ignored him, feeling that he had nothing to say, so he turned to Zhao Jun and said, "Your name is Zhao Jun?"

Zhao Jun nodded in agreement, and before he could speak, he heard Song Chenran say again: "Okay, I'm Song Chenran, call me whatever you want, don't call me Wang Ye, it sounds strange, I don't have a name, I'm too lazy to take it, Not as flamboyant as some people are."

The coquettish Chen Ke paused, endured and resisted the urge to hit him, and choked: "Oh, is it? Maybe some people are not smart enough to react, so they are calling him."

Song Chenran pretended not to hear it at all, but Zhao Jun said to ease it: "No, it may be that everyone has different life concepts, and we can't say good or bad."

Chen Ke interjected: "Did you hear that?" He pulled Zhao Jun over and said, "Look at how broad-minded people are, look at you, and return to the prince."

Zhao Jun is typical of helping relatives and not helping, saying: "I'm joking."

Song Chenran just wanted to continue talking about the cooperation, but the door was suddenly opened, accompanied by a thick male voice: "Report, my lord, a letter from the capital!"

Song Chenran said: "Present."

The person who came handed over the envelope took two steps back before turning around and closing the door behind him.

Song Chenran opened the envelope, looked at it, and a smile slowly formed in his eyes, and when he changed the next piece of paper, the smile slowly faded away, leaving only an unexplained sense of despair.

Chen Ke seemed to have guessed something, so he said, "Can I take a look?"

Song Chenran couldn't refuse, so he handed the letter to Chen Ke.Chen Ke smiled when he took it over, and said, "Okay, let me tell you about the current situation."

The letter paper was thrown aside, and the slightly soft note on it could not be rejected: Song Chenran, the king of patrolling the south, will fully cooperate with the National Defense Army's actions from today, and obey Chen Ke's orders without making mistakes.

Chen Ke calmly said with a sense of superiority: "This is the case now. You must have heard about the cooperation between me and Jiang Buqing. Similarly, you should also know what the purpose of this cooperation is. When I was out of the city, The emperor told me that he just wanted to overthrow the older generation in the court, but now that I think about it, it should not be so simple and possible. Now that the Shanghan people are here, we can find out the truth. If possible, it is You can take this opportunity to go north and occupy Shanghan. After all, they have been eyeing me for a long time... In addition, I asked Liang Song to find out how the [-] soldiers are. We will be back in about two or three days. At that time, we will combine their strengths and make arrangements... As for Jiang Buqing and the others, I am still dealing with them, but for this seal, I think it should be used with caution. After all, I don't know if he has a backup. I don't know exactly how many of their soldiers really obey orders. In short, there are too many variables... The National Defense Army is currently gathering here. I hope that if possible, you can go and keep Jiang Buqing and the others overnight. Remove the guards on the road and at the pass, and replace them with our own people. Otherwise, if we force our way in, I’m afraid we will still attract attention... As for the rest, wait for Liang Song to come back. Also, pay attention to some of your In a dark place, it's best to arrange all the top players, after all, they may not be able to fight well..."

Song Chenran nodded, agreed, and then called someone to order: "Go and replace all the gates in Shuzhou with your people, don't startle the snake, it's best to clean it up for me tonight."

The man took his order and went down.

Song Chenran took out a jade seal from his sleeve and handed it to Chen Ke, saying: "If you need it urgently, you can go to the station and take out the seal, and they will understand."

Chen Ke took it and said for the first time, "Thank you".

Song Chenran was surprised: "You can still say these two words?!"

Chen Ke smiled: "Of course I have to be a good example." He pointed to Zhao Jun and said: "There is still one who has not reached the championship."

Song Chenran smiled: "I've never seen you take such care of Gu Tan and their underachievers."

Chen Ke snorted: "Their kind, forget it, all of them are more mature than me."

Song Chenran didn't say anything, just lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

On the way back, they passed by the market. Due to the crowds, they had no choice but to get off their horses and lead the way.

Zhao Jun was pushed and pushed by the people coming and going, and was forced to bump into Chen Ke from time to time.

After being bumped several times, Chen Ke finally impatiently glanced at the passing pedestrians indifferently. A little girl glanced at him and silently moved to the side.

Zhao Jun was still wondering why the number of people seemed to have decreased inexplicably. Is this his illusion? Maybe they suddenly realized that I was leading a horse and felt embarrassed to bump into me, or they suddenly realized that I am still young and it is not good to bump into me ...

Before he could come up with something beautifully, Chen Ke, who was walking in front of him, suddenly stopped, and once again, he bumped into Chen Ke's back in his complete ecstasy.

He took a step back suddenly, and before he could finish, Chen Ke grabbed his hand and dragged him back.

Before Zhao Jun could speak, he heard Chen Ke whisper in his ear: "Be careful, follow me closely, don't get hit again."

Zhao Jun's train of thought went astray, he thought, is this a deaf ear...

When he came back to his senses, Chen Ke exhaled only a small breath that brushed past his ears, soft, with a smell of spring peaches.

It's like the spring breeze blowing across the water, bringing up layers of ripples.

The final circle of diffusion.

Chen Ke didn't let go of Zhao Jun's hand, and Zhao Jun didn't pay attention to this problem as he was wandering.

Chen Ke didn't notice the familiarity of this movement at first, and after he held it for a while, he was suddenly taken aback.

The skin touched by the palm of the hand was a bit cold, even in such a sweltering weather, it didn't warm up a bit. Compared with the temperature of the palm of my hand, it seemed a bit too cold.

There is only a thin layer of calluses on the palms of Zhao Jun, perhaps because he has only recently practiced the relationship between swords and hidden weapons. It feels very comfortable.

Occasionally, Zhao Jun's fingertips would bend slightly, and his fingertips would slide across the back of his hand, causing an inexplicable feeling.

When he came to his senses, he tried to pull it a little tighter, and he kept pulling it after he felt that Zhao Jun was really not moving, with a smile on his lips.

Zhao Jun really didn't feel it. After all, he himself was distracted, and his perception of the outside world was so low that he was pulled by Chen Ke without knowing it.

Chen Ke obviously knew it, but he didn't want to say it, and he didn't want to let it go. Whether it was deceiving himself or others, or being gentle for a moment, whatever the stolen tenderness was, he just didn't want to let it go.

They just held hands and walked forward, as if there was no obstacle or end.

And all these fantasies ended in a child who had no eyesight.

The visitor saw that the visitor was not friendly, and bumped straight into their holding hands, and was caught off guard, directly knocking away their holding hands, which also brought Zhao Jun, who was wandering in awe, back to his senses.

Zhao Jun lowered his head to look at the person in front of him, and inexplicably said softly, "Huh?"

After looking at it, he said again: "Hey? Is it you?"

When Chen Ke heard this, he frowned and asked, "Do you know him?"

Zhao Jun shook his head, nodded immediately and said, "No, but it looks familiar..." He squatted down, looked up at the child, and asked him, "What's your name?"

The child looked at him without blinking, and suddenly grabbed Zhao Jun's hand on his knee, and said solemnly: "Mo Xuan, the ink of pen and ink, the majestic Xuan."

There is both tenderness and firmness.

It can be called pride, it can be called talent.

Chen Ke frowned when he saw Mo Xuan's actions, and looked at Mo Xuan with his eyes.

Zhao Jun raised his hand and rubbed Mo Yuan's head, and said, "Little friend, where is your adult?"

Mo Xuan still didn't let go of his hand, but said seriously: "I'm not a child anymore...it's just a little shorter...I'm already 11 years old..."

Zhao Jun was taken aback, and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, you can grow taller..."

Chen Ke stood aside and waited for a while. After Zhao Jun stood up, he said, "Okay, let's go."

Zhao Jun nodded and bid farewell to Mo Xuan. Mo Xuan finally let go of Zhao Jun's hand and said politely, "Goodbye."

Zhao Jun smiled at him and left with Chen Ke.

After walking a few steps, Chen Ke said to Zhao Jun, "Did you see it? He is from Shanghan."

Zhao Jun nodded and said, "I see."

Chen Ke thought for a while, and said: "If he still comes to you in the future, you should go ahead and find out. If he can come to contact us, there must be nothing so simple."

Zhao Jun didn't deny it either, he himself thought that it was impossible for a person to come out of the crowd and bump into him head-on for no reason, it was so timely and impartial.

The author has something to say:

The person I love the most in the whole book finally came out at more than [-]! ! !sprinkle flowers

Qixi Festival, did you spend it alone?

Anyway, I'm a fetus

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