Qi Kuo

Zhao Jun looked at the back in front of him in confusion, and wanted to say something to him, but there was silence when he opened his mouth. He tried to speak a few times, but found that he couldn't even make a sound. He was a little anxious and wanted to reach out Touching the person in front of him, he stretched out his hand to grab it, but it seemed as if he wanted to disturb the fog between them, and suddenly dispersed. The person with his back turned around, and looked at him motionlessly through the thick fog. He then smiled and opened his hands to him.

He seemed to watch him open his mouth, as if to say something, but he couldn't hear it or recognize it.

Zhao Junteng sat up, breathing in the air pouring into his lungs, and unconsciously grasping the bed sheet beside him with one hand.

Sometimes in dreams, it turns into three thousand degrees.

In the end, he couldn't see who was behind him, nor could he know what he wanted to say.

He scratched his hair irritably, exhaled heavily, and finally lay on his back on the bed, feeling the cold wind blowing in from the window, but it relieved the heat of the room.

He didn't know where this dream came from and why, anyway, in the end, the best result was to laugh it off, and the worst result was death.

Chen Ke tossed and turned in the camp next to Zhao Jun, unable to sleep.

He clattered and shook the cattail fan in his hand, fanning himself desperately, trying to cool himself down to cool down, and then take advantage of the coolness to sleep.

As a result, he felt cool for a while, and before the upper eyelids covered the lower eyelids, he picked up the fan again, changed his posture, and continued to fan. Then, he let out a long sigh and drifted away leisurely.

He didn't know why he couldn't sleep tonight, how to sleep, he couldn't fall asleep after playing with various positions, so he got up, got out of bed, put on his shoes, turned out the window, and put on obscene clothes to go out to see Zhao All there.

Zhao Jun just sat up because he couldn't sleep because he was lying down, but he heard the sound of a dead branch being stepped on outside the window. He touched the dagger hidden under the pillow, pressed it against his arm, and moved towards the window lightly. move over.

Zhao Jun carefully discerned the movement of the figure outside the tent by the moonlight shining in from the window, and then watched the person come in directly from the window, swiftly darting past behind him, at the same time, the dagger was unsheathed, flashing a silver light .

A word that was not very civilized flashed in Chen Ke's mind, then turned sideways slightly, then quickly turned around, grabbed Zhao Jun's wrist with lightning speed, pinned it firmly behind Zhao Jun, and said, "It's me!"

Zhao Jun was taken aback, relaxed, then turned around and asked, "What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

He hadn't noticed Chen Ke's clothes yet, when he looked up at Chen Ke, he was taken aback, and turned his eyes stiffly.

Chen Ke was lowering his head and sorting out his messed up clothes. Large areas of scarred skin were exposed in the air, so he hadn't noticed Zhao Jun's eyes yet.

While arranging his clothes, he said, "I can't sleep, it's too hot, come and have a look."

Zhao Jun was full of black lines: "No, then why don't you go through the door? Open the window in the middle of the night?!"

Chen Ke raised his head, with a natural expression on his face: "Of course we have to open the window, so it will be less noticeable."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone outside asking: "Little General, did anyone go in just now?"

Zhao Jun looked at Chen Ke with a smile: "It's not eye-catching."

Chen Ke grinned, then collapsed quickly, and said: "Nine out of ten times life is unsatisfactory, let's not force it."

Zhao Jun couldn't hold back anymore and burst out laughing.

Chen Ke was blowing the cold wind outside the window, looking at the smiling person in front of him, he suddenly felt comfortable physically and mentally.

Zhao Jun poured a glass of water for himself and him, put it at hand, and said, "A glass of water?"

Chen Ke was not polite to him either, he took a sip of water, then looked out the window and sighed: "Your place is much better than mine, and there is still wind blowing."

Zhao Jun looked at him and said, "But you chose it yourself."

Chen Ke said: "Yes, you see how kind I am to you, I gave you the master account."

Zhao Jun was silent and didn't want to respond to this sentence.

When he woke up in the morning, Zhao Jun looked at Chen Ke who was sleeping on the ground, and was extremely helpless.

Yesterday Chen Ke didn't say anything and didn't leave, and he must stay if he worked hard. There is only one reason: Do you know how hot it is over there? !Very hot!Just let me stay, okay?I sleep on the floor, and I will never compete with you for the bed!

Zhao Jun actually wanted to say, is this the reason why I don't want to keep you? !But I felt that I might be questioned if I spoke out, so I held back.

After the last few times of unnutritive entanglement, Chen Ke got his wish and stayed.

Proudly.

Zhao Jun stepped over Chen Ke cautiously, and just when his rear foot was about to leave the ground, Chen Ke grabbed his ankle and said slowly, "Where are we going?"

Zhao Jun stepped on the ground with bare feet, and an inexplicable coolness spread to the soles of his feet. He said, "Drink water."

Chen Ke let go of his hand, and his fingertips slid across the skin of his ankle, feeling slightly cool.

Zhao Jun walked over to pour water, and then said: "Aren't you going back? Maybe someone will go later."

Chen Ke waved his hands in a daze: "No, I can hear them talking there, so it's okay."

Zhao Jun snorted, then took the clothes from the side and threw them on the bed, lightly kicked Chen Ke who was blocking his way, and said, "Let me."

Chen Ke raised his hand and climbed onto the bed, Zhao Jun said indifferently: "Chen Ke."

Chen Ke moved outside to make room for Zhao Jun's sleeping position, patted and said, "I'm not blocking you."

Zhao Jun stepped on him, went up, and lay down again.

It was only when the sky was bright that Zhao Jun knew what it meant to practice with him every day.

Chen Ke took him directly to the school grounds, saluted him politely, and then raised his sword and attacked him just like yesterday.

Zhao Jun's [-]% chance of winning against Chen Ke was the result of deliberately letting the water go.

Zhao Jun was pushed to the ground again and again, and stood up repeatedly. Occasionally, Chen Ke would point out his shortcomings, and sometimes he just pursed his lips and just looked at him.

He is sometimes quite contradictory. He hates such an ugly appearance of falling down in front of many people again and again, but also feels that this is Chen Ke's painstaking efforts. There are many profound meanings in it. He can only truly feel it when he has experienced it himself. People can reach.

So he wanted to go away, but also wanted to stay, and asked for advice, after all, he always benefited a lot from fighting against masters.

Chen Ke also thought the same way, if Zhao Jun couldn't take it anymore and left on the first day, then he felt that it was not worth it, or even a waste, to put so much effort into him.But if Zhao Jun could persevere, then he would be a real rotten wood to carve, and it would be worth repeating the same movements and spending his painstaking efforts to guide him to become stronger and stronger step by step, and eventually it would be unstoppable for thousands of troops.

This is his wish, and it can also be said to be his unilateral hope. He knows not to do to others what he wants, but sometimes he can't help himself.Moreover, according to the current situation, Zhao Jun was not unwilling, at least he stayed.

So he would rather believe that this was Zhao Jun's voluntary choice, rather than a choice he made under half-force.

For the last time, Chen Ke squatted beside Zhao Jun, blocking all the sunlight that shone on him, and said: "The sword is only useful if it is in the hands of people, otherwise it is a pile of scrap iron. Nothing can send away the sword in your hand... just like what is said in the scriptures, the sword is with the people, and the sword destroys the people."

Zhao Jun nodded, Chen Ke stood up and stretched out a hand, Zhao Jun hesitated and put his hand in, and stood up with force.

Then, as long as the sword is in the person, the sword destroys the person and dies.

It's nothing, just hold on tighter.

Zhao Jun took a bath at night. He had just put on his clothes and before he could go out, he saw Chen Ke coming over in night clothes. His face was not covered, but his hair was all tied up neatly behind his back. Hair flying with the wind.

Just as he was about to ask him what he was doing here, Chen Ke gave him a set of night clothes and said, "Put it on and go out with me."

Zhao Jun didn't ask any more questions, and went directly to the back, took off the outer robe he was wearing, changed into night clothes, and followed Chen Ke out.

The room was completely dark, and the fire went out with a puff.

Chen Ke led Zhao Jun through the densely packed tents, stopping from time to time to hide from the patrolling soldiers.

After walking east for an unknown amount of time, Chen Ke raised his right hand to signal him not to leave, and said softly, "Here we are."

Zhao Jun nodded, did not hesitate to ask more questions, and just followed Chen Ke to continue walking.

Although the future is unknown, it is always worth looking forward to.

Chen Ke followed the previously explored route all the way, and he didn't know if he would discover anything useful today, maybe it would be like before, nothing, or maybe he would hear a little bit of useful information, but It's not complete, and you can pretend that you didn't hear it, but today he suddenly brought Zhao Jun out just because he wanted Zhao Jun to come over conveniently in the future, so that Monk Zhang Er would not be able to figure it out. The time has come.

He went around to the place where he had been squatting before, used his fingers to open a hole that had been cut before, and used a knife to cut another hole for Zhao Jun to see, and said: "You look for the person who appeared here tonight, don't admit your mistake in the future Yeah, watch them."

Zhao Jun nodded, indicating that he knew.

Inside the tent, there were several people sitting around on the cashmere-paved floor. There was a small fire in the center with a small wine jug on it, warming the wine at a leisurely pace.

One of them, Ye Dutong, who they often saw, was leisurely repairing his nails with a small knife, while blowing the remaining ashes on his nails, and said casually: "What do you mean by this, Prime Minister?" ? Let's deal with Chen Ke, isn't this a clear matter of death? Besides, even if the National Defense Army has only 5 people, I don't think it is difficult for them to fight against two."

A vice president laughed and said: "You can't say that, like you say, isn't the food cooked by their cooks better than ours?!"

The others also echoed their smiles, but Ye Dutong didn't care much, he just stood up and patted the ashes on his body, and said: "I think sometimes Chen Ke is pretending to be stupid, what strength do we have here, what strength is the National Defense Army? , he won't be unclear, the plan now set is to go north before the Mid-Autumn Festival, isn't this fucking playing with me?!"

Someone said: "You can't say that. After all, he has been training us for so long now, and he is also training us with all his heart."

Ye Dutong sneered and said, "Maybe."

Someone comforted: "Don't be so pessimistic. After all, Chen Ke has an agreement with the prime minister anyway, so it shouldn't be like this."

There were also people who followed Ye Dutong's thoughts and said: "People's hearts are separated from each other, and they will never know what he is planning until the end."

Ye Dutong glanced at him and said, "Okay, okay, let's talk about something serious."

Chen Ke glanced at Zhao Jun and felt that Zhao Jun was a lucky star. How could he encounter something that sounded like a big deal!

Zhao Jun felt that someone was looking at him again, so he turned his head to look at Chen Ke, but he didn't find any movement from Chen Ke, so he watched quietly again.

In the room, Ye Dutong poured a pot of wine, put it on his lips, moistened his thin lips, and said: "I saw Chen Ke go to train Zhao Jun in the past few days, and I didn't see him. What business to do, except train his own men."

After hearing this sentence, Zhao Jun really wanted to know what Chen Ke's mood was. After all, Tang Tang, a general, would feel very ashamed if he was said so behind his back.

However, Chen Ke didn't. Not only did he not feel ashamed, but he felt that he hadn't seen it for a long time. After all, he had only arrived in the National Defense Army not long ago, and he heard such words every day. To him, there was a different kind of Refreshing, after all, there are quite a lot of people who dare to say this in front of him.

The person inside continued: "But the prime minister told us before, saying that Chen Ke is full of tricks, and he might lead some trivial matter into the ditch someday."

After hearing this, Chen Ke reflected on himself deeply, and felt that he was not scheming, but sometimes the situation forced him, and he had no choice but to use his best to let others die first when it was either you or me. .

Maybe sometimes he is the one who deserves to die the most, but from the standpoint of a country, he should never die.

Chen Ke turned his head to look at Zhao Jun, and found that Zhao Jun was also looking at him, and something called sympathy appeared inexplicably in his eyes.

Chen Ke raised his hand and gave Zhao Jun a shudder, and whispered: "If you believe their nonsense, I will break up with you!"

A very immoral word flashed through Zhao Jun's mind: Don't be a fool, any tricks are just floating clouds.

Seeing that Zhao Jun's face was stiff for a while, Chen Ke thought it was because he didn't like being knocked on his head like this, so he put his hands down embarrassingly, and said, "Just watch."

Zhao Jun stared again in a daze.

Ye Dutong inside was completely unaware of the anger caused by his words outside, so he continued on his own: "We haven't seen any movement from Chen Ke in the southwest now, so we might have to be on our guard against him, in case he Already noticed it."

The deputy governor smiled: "I think he should have noticed this early in the morning."

Ye Du was stunned, and said: "It's not impossible... Yes, I think we should step up inspection a little bit, so as not to be taken advantage of."

After a moment of silence, Ye Dutong continued: "Let's sum it up. According to the current attitude of the prime minister, it is clear that he doesn't trust Chen Ke, so he put the 2 elite soldiers here only for him to dispatch, but If Chen Ke would notice the difference between the [-] people sooner or later when he led troops into battle, it would be difficult to explain. Besides, these people are also used by the prime minister to save his life. Therefore, if possible, discuss it with the prime minister. Hand over these elite soldiers to avoid embarrassment for both parties.”

Someone laughed: "Do you think how much Jiang Buqing really puts his heart on us? Don't you also say that he uses these people to save his life? But there is no definite number for whose life he is going to save. What do you think?" ? If he gives me a kick at the door at that time, won't we all be kicked in by him?"

Some people echoed: "Yes, Jiang Buqing asked me to give a warning to Master Su Zhining last time. Master Su has cooperated with him for many years, and he was still suspected of being like this in the end, not to mention us people .”

The atmosphere was suddenly a little stagnant, and no one wanted to think about it. After all, not everyone is willing to give it a try.

There are always one or two people who are not on the same page.

But also helpless.

It's not forgiveness, it's just human nature.

Ye Dutong was silent for a moment, and then said: "Let's go test Chen Ke first, or ask that Xingzhi to come over and watch."

Now everyone agrees: "Okay, let's do it this way, there is no particularly good way at the moment."

"Well. Go down."

The author has something to say:

Don't dislike him, this is what I wrote in the few waking hours after I dozed off...

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