Qi Kuo

Half of the wild fire is exhausted, and the withered grass grows in the middle of spring.

Jiang Buqing looked at Shuzhou in the distance. There were many mountains and mountains, gloomy and green, and the countless vitality that belonged to life showed full of vitality.

He lowered his head to look at his hand that was gradually thinning out. The fleshy hand gradually became bulging with blue veins, protruding phalanx, and turned from white and tender to sallow.

Occasionally, I can’t do what I want, and I’m no longer so extreme about some things, but I don’t calm down and think about what’s behind me, or what will happen in the future.

Go alone.

He has only one daughter, who is old enough to have a son. Although he knew that he was too arrogant, he didn't stop it. Instead, he felt that everything was predestined and could not be changed.

Sometimes, looking at Chen Ke's face, he would suddenly think of some things about him when he was young, a little corrupt, a little loyal, and he would be desperate for his friends, just like confronting him directly for Liang Song back then. His facial expression was taken for granted, and he once paid what he shouldn't have paid for his loyalty, and Chen Ke got what he deserved in return.

So that when he first heard the news of Zhang Yuan's death in the court hall, he was not as panicked as many people in the court. Instead, he wondered in his heart what kind of feeling Chen Ke felt when he looked at Zhang Yuan.

Or indulge, or despair, or, give up.

Just like when his wings were broken, he gave up.

Embarking on a life he didn't want to have, he was obedient and obedient.

Or, like now, seek to usurp the throne.

He never thought that Gu Zhi would not be aware of it at all. On the contrary, Gu Zhi might have been eyeing him early in the morning. From the moment he heard the news of Zhang Yuan's death, from the moment he inadvertently revealed a touch of inquiry, from then on, no more return.

It was indeed a secret operation when the army was stationed in central Shu, but Gu Zhi's eyes were all over the place, and he did not believe that Gu Zhi would connive at him in such a way.Similarly, Chen Ke has been with Zhang Yuan for so long, and some thoughts are deeply rooted, and they cannot be changed overnight by a so-called bad treatment of him.He would agree with him to join, just to see what these two young people are capable of.

He's not ambitious, he just wants to give it a try. There are some things that you can't tell the truth, as long as you know it yourself, you don't need sympathy or charity.

Useless.

He raised his hand to cover most of the moon, as if he could cover a large piece of embarrassment and disgust that he didn't want to admit.

Difficulties are not reasons to cover up and cover up.

There were footsteps approaching from behind, he withdrew his hand, held the air, turned around calmly and looked at the person walking from a distance.

Dressed in a black robe, his face was glowing white under the moonlight, and the fluff on the surface of his skin was clearly visible. Wrapped under the strong black clothes, he had an indelible soft temperament.

Just like the first time he saw him, he was all dirty, but his eyes were as gentle as a spring, so he wanted to adopt him, train him, and let him be forced to bear the pressure he couldn't bear without resistance , to understand some things beyond his experience.

He watched the dirty child keep silent day by day, but the gentleness in his eyes was still there, retaining the sincerity it should have.

So he tried a way to get him into the photoshoot group, and after listening to the news from the spies, he knew that he was getting more and more cheerful and regained the vitality that belonged to a young man, so he started his real purpose, which is to save money for the future. The strength is also to let the sincerity in Xingzhi's eyes make him jealous.

But he was defeated, utterly defeated.

He watched Xingzhi become silent again, silent all day long, lifeless, but his enthusiasm still remained in his eyes, as if reminding him that there would be a day when it would end.

So he directly asked him to visit Chen Ke, and also met Liang Song by the way, the senior brother he should have been looking forward to for a long time.

He saw that there was no brilliance in his calm eyes, not even a trace of joy that should have been fulfilled.

He didn't believe it, but he was still helpless.

A deep voice sounded in the light moonlight: "Prime Minister."

Jiang Buqing came back to his senses, looked at the face of the young man in front of him, and nodded slightly: "What's the matter?"

Xingzhi looked down at his toes, and said calmly: "Perhaps Chen Ke has discovered what we are hiding."

There was a clear smile on Jiang Buqing's face, but his voice was faint: "Okay, I understand, you go down." Seeing Xingzhi slowly get up, he took three steps back after saluting, and when he was about to turn around, he didn't know why. Yes, and said again: "Tomorrow you go to the camp to watch them, so you don't have to come back every day to report."

Xingzhi's body was shocked, and then he saluted again, his expression unchanged: "Subordinate, obey."

Xingzhi slowly stepped out of the exquisitely carved and jade-built attic, and the cloth soles stepped on the thick wooden ladder, making a slight inaudible sound, but it met his heartbeat one by one.

Gradually sonorous.

He still didn't quite understand Jiang Buqing's meaning, or in other words, he never judged whether the orders he gave were right or wrong.If there is one, execute it, if not, stay in the dark, lurking day and night, keeping a low profile.

He also knows that some things may be done forever, but there is no way, what he promised once, must be done.

Even if it's non-confusing in the end.

Even if it was criticized by thousands of people later.

But no matter what, I am not ashamed of myself.

Chen Ke was shaking a small jug, and from time to time used his other hand to flick the small tassels on it.

Surrounded by strange silence, although the seat was full of people, no one dared to speak.

Ye Dutong and others sat down together, looking at the teacup in front of them, not knowing what to say.

Chen Ke slightly raised his eyes to look at the people sitting down, but he didn't see any familiar figure, so he said in a faintly imperceptible anxious way: "Where's Zhao Jun?"

I don't know who is asking, but there must always be someone who will answer.

On weekdays, a guard who walked closer to Zhao Jun reported: "Report to the general, the little general and Huang Erniu went down the mountain and ran around the foot of the mountain together."

Chen Ke's brows were slightly frowned, and there were a little lines. He continued: "Run around the mountain? How long have you been there?"

The guard continued to answer: "It's been two hours since we went down, and we will probably be back around this time on weekdays."

Chen Ke nodded slightly, and said, "Well, let's talk about it when he comes back."

Everyone below looked at each other and sat quietly waiting for Zhao Jun's return.

Just an hour ago, Chen Ke suddenly called them over urgently, and he didn't know what he was doing or what he had noticed.

And when they arrived, they sat quietly for an hour with Chen Ke in this damp tent, only occasionally hearing the sound of him patting tassels.

Then Chen Ke asked them where Zhao Jun was.

Immediately someone wanted to say: General, you are with the little general all day long, but you don’t know where he is!

Liang Song, who was crouching in the dark, was a little speechless, thinking: You can't tell without Xiao Zhaojun? !

In the end, he really didn't know.

In fact, Chen Ke can't be blamed for this. He has been busy with the affairs of the National Defense Army these days, and he has to deal with some things here, at least on the surface.

So he hasn't seen Zhao Jun for a long time, not to mention that recently Zhao Jun has been congenial with that recruit named Huang Erniu. less than.

As a result, everyone who thought they would get down to business fell silent again.

When Zhao Jun rushed over panting, Chen Ke was still shaking the flagon in his hand motionlessly.

He lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt down on one knee solemnly, breathlessly said: "General."

Chen Ke waved his hand slightly, motioning him to get up, and waited until Zhao Jun was seated to calm down before he spoke leisurely, "Ye Dutong."

Ye Dutong stood up, saluted respectfully, and said, "General."

Chen Ke tilted his head slightly to the right, and then said, "Can Ye Dutong tell me how many generals we have now?"

Ye Sheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "What do you mean, General?"

Both of them are straightforward and straight to the point.Some soldiers who didn't understand the situation looked at each other in blank dismay, and those who understood the situation were sweating for the two people who were confronting each other.

This includes Zhao Jun.

But he was only sweating for Chen Ke.

Old fritters are never a high-ranking thing, but you are supported by experience, not because he underestimated or did not trust Chen Ke, but to be honest, as far as he understands, sometimes Chen Ke is really a step behind Ye Sheng .

Old and cunning, Chen Ke only took one part.

Sometimes recalling the past in the dark, he feels that Chen Ke is not as unapproachable as the rumors say, but rather kind, or familiar.He will take the initiative to get close to the people he wants to make friends with.I am also willing to be honest or face up to many things.

He used to think that Chen Ke wouldn't say he was afraid, until that day he clearly heard the word fear coming out of Chen Ke's mouth, hesitant and worried.

Some things he had always believed in gradually collapsed, leaving behind some things he could not understand.Or maybe he has been avoiding it all the time, not wanting to admit it, for fear that something will cease to exist if it is punctured.

He wants to keep too much and is greedy not enough.

He wants to keep Chen Ke's good things, and he doesn't want others to spoil them.

Some things can only be his.

But he doesn't do things he's not sure about.

Like, now.

To him, Chen Ke was great, and if he wanted to keep this goodness, he would have to pay a lot that he didn't want to pay.

But in the end, it's as good as it gets.

only the guy drinking water knows it's cold or hot.

Some gusts of wind have passed, some dribbles of water.

Suddenly, I remembered Chen Ke's casually smiling words: "What do you all think I mean?"

Ye Sheng smiled: "The general's meaning is not dare to speculate."

The corners of Chen Ke's lips curled up slightly, and his smile was deep and strong: "Since everyone says this...then do you remember the custom you told me?"

Ye Sheng straightened his back: "This subordinate remembers."

Chen Ke hummed from his nose, and then said: "Just remember. I'm afraid you will remember everything you should forget." His smile that disappeared not long ago appeared on his face again, and then said: "You shouldn't forget... It's all gone."

Ye Sheng's heart trembled, he arched his hands towards Chen Ke, and said: "What did the general say, as a soldier, you should keep your mission in mind, how dare you be so lewd."

Chen Ke continued to maintain his smile, and then said: "This is excellent... Then, Ye Dutong, please perform your duties and tell me how many soldiers are here?"

Ye Sheng said without hesitation: "Eighty thousand."

Chen Ke changed the dangling flagon to dangling tassels, his eyes slipped leisurely across Zhao Jun's face as the mist flowed, and he said casually, "Oh?"

Ye Sheng lowered his head, didn't look at him, and didn't answer.

Looking at his reaction, Chen Ke felt that such silent resistance was a bit ridiculous, but it was also worthy of admiration. If it could be used by him, it would be a beautiful thing. Unfaithful.

He stopped shaking the tasseled hand, put it on his lap peacefully, then looked at the kneeling man in front of him and said, "Ye Sheng...how did I hear that there are actually [-] troops here?"

Ye Sheng maintained his silence, before saying for a moment: "Perhaps the general made a mistake in his investigation."

Chen Ke raised half of his eyebrows, looked at Ye Sheng who looked up at him with a half-smile, and said, "Really? Do you doubt my ability?"

Ye Sheng didn't move, he just said: "This subordinate dare not." The calmness in his tone was full of unwillingness.

Obviously different experience and experience, why can Chen Ke become a master and enjoy the admiration of everyone because of Chen Ke's background, but those who come from the bottom can only hover in a low-achiever. Position, always look at people's faces and do things.

So he was not reconciled and felt it was unfair.

Zhao Jun looked up at Ye Sheng, then lowered his head again.

He didn't know what Chen Ke asked them to do this time, but he just felt that something would happen, maybe he didn't know it.

He only knew that Chen Ke was still secretly running between the National Defense Army and here, and sometimes he went out at night and came back after dawn, his eyes were red.Sometimes when I went to him, I always fell asleep directly, and after a stick of incense, I asked him to wake him up again, forced myself to be tired, put on a smiling face again, and faced different tests and temptations.

He will tell himself to eat and sleep on time every day, and sometimes he will send someone to supervise him when he is too busy, but he has never carefully managed his own life.

Many people think that Chen Ke relied on the support of Gu Zhi, the current emperor, to take the position of general, but as far as he knows now, Chen Ke's efforts are beyond the reach of many people.

Just relying on the fact that the whole army of the National Defense Army looked at Chen Ke from top to bottom, they would chat with Chen Ke without any suspicion. Those who call them brothers and sisters will make some jokes when they meet those who are more familiar.

The respect he received was justified.

Not overnight, but a long-term operation.

So he understood Ye Sheng's reluctance, because he had felt the same way before.

But also, just once.

Chen Ke saw Zhao Jun glance at Ye Sheng from the corner of his eye, and ignored him, but he had silently remembered something in his heart, and then said, "Ye Dutong, what do you think a leader needs most?"

Ye Sheng looked back at Chen Ke, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Trust."

A smile appeared on Chen Ke's lips: "Then how can I get a trust?"

Ye Sheng, a martial artist, didn't know what to do, and said directly: "Either convince him with reason, or beat him directly."

Chen Ke smiled and spit out a good word lightly.

He got down from the upper seat, walked in front of Zhao Jun, squatted down slightly, stretched out one hand, and asked like a child, "Where's the dagger?"

Zhao Jun was stunned, seeing that Chen Ke didn't seem to be joking, so he took out the dagger from his waist and put it in Chen Ke's hand.

Chen Ke looked at the peach blossom on the scabbard of the dagger, and a smile filled his eyes. When he got up, only he and Zhao Jun could hear clearly and said, "Wait for me."

Zhao Jun had a premonition of what he was going to do, so he nodded.

A tuft of hair brushed his bare neck, causing a shudder.

Chen Ke drew his dagger out of its sheath, slightly raised his hand to Ye Sheng, and said, "Get up, let's... make gestures."

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I updated it, and it should resume updating in the future... right...

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