The Prime Minister has something to do

Hou Han joked a little bit, and the atmosphere suddenly increased a lot. Both of them felt as if they had returned to the carefree days on the mountain more than ten years ago.But they are all calm and rational people, but they pulled back their weak and meek thoughts for a moment, they looked at each other with mixed emotions, and they didn't know how to speak for a while.

There was a strong wind on the high platform, and He Houhan's bundled hair was constantly being blown back and forth, making it extremely messy. There was only one pair of eyes, staring at Rong Jialu intently. The black eyes were particularly distinct against the flat and monotonous background. Rong Jialu didn't speak, but slowly raised his hand, paused for a moment on He Houhan's cheek, then moved it upwards, gathered He Houhan's hair blown away by the strong wind, neatly tied it on the sapphire hair crown, he His movements are delicate and gentle, not at all like a general who has been fighting in the wild all year round.Rong Jialu is approachable and approachable. He treats several confidantes with strong friendship, which can be described as daring, but he is by no means easy to talk to. He does not issue orders easily. Once an order is issued, no one dares to disobey him. He is born general.But the loyalty that comes out on the battlefield is always bloody, and he doesn't know how long it has been since he has indulged his warmth.

He Houhan stood motionless, but his pitch-black eyes moved slightly following his movements, sweeping across Rong Jialu's rough and broad palms that had been worn by the wind and frost outside the Great Wall, and feeling the familiar but somewhat proficient hand. As he moved, he couldn't help feeling slightly sour in his heart, as if he had returned to his boyhood in a trance.He was only eight years old when he first became a teacher, and he didn't have any servants around him. It was a problem for him to comb his hair and wash his clothes. When he is lazy, it is Rong Jialu who has no choice but to clean up for him, and what he does most is hairpins.

But at that time Rong Jialu was still a young man who loved to laugh. Time suddenly turned, and that young man turned into a general in silver armor. The indelible smell of blood, sometimes mixed with a bit of inexplicable hostility, is like an insurmountable wall, sheltering from wind and rain, able to keep thousands of troops behind, and at the same time silently oppressing He Houhan .

He Houhan waited for him to tie the hair crown for himself, murmured a sentence, and was about to speak when suddenly his chest hurt and bumped into Rong Jialu's armor. It was a very hard hug.

Ice-cold, hard, and powerful, but He Houhan hugged Rong Jialu's arms even more forcefully as if he had found a treasure. Time brought them a barrier they couldn't ignore, but their longing for intimacy was stronger than anything else.

Both of them knew in their hearts that this short meeting might be a gift from the emperor, or it might be that the emperor had other plans. No one can tell the future, and therefore no one dares to indulge, but at this moment, nothing can interrupt the relationship between the two. The indescribable longing of the brothers and sisters.

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When He Houhan opened his eyes, it was still quiet outside the tent. He could hear a few inaudible snoring sounds when he held his breath. Only him.

The frontier is bitterly cold, and the living conditions are extremely difficult. Millions of soldiers are wrapped in blankets, and many people live in a tent for the night, but he is also the prime minister. A bed and a tent are indispensable, but this is the end , in a bare tent, a bed, a set of tables and chairs, and a dark brazier are placed aside, which have long lost the heat.

He Houhan has been afraid of the cold since he was a child, but since he became the prime minister, he has been rewarded by the emperor every year, and later, Jiang Sheng courteously courted him, and he piled up almost all the things in the world to keep warm in the prime minister's mansion, so that he finally lived a few years. The twelfth lunar month of winter is not so tough.But now he arrived in Shizhou, the most northwestern part of the Shun Dynasty, and he didn't even bring a servant with him. Naturally, no one added a fire to warm the bed. This first night returned to the days when he woke up from the cold in the early winter nights.

He sat for a while, and his mind gradually cleared up. At the same time, he felt more and more cold and unbearable. At this moment, he didn't know what time it was, and even a little light could not penetrate into the thick cowhide tent.

He Houhan sighed slightly.Then he suddenly heard a sound, his field of vision was pitch black, the hairs on his back stood up all of a sudden, he concentrated on distinguishing carefully, collected himself, stepped out of bed, slowed down and held his breath towards the tent door Leaning, his movements are light and fast, moving forward quietly in the dark without any burden, like a breath in the night.

He opened the curtain in a snap, and met Rong Jialu's eyes that seemed to be more and more gentle in the cold winter night. Under the overwhelming moonlight, a handsome but cold face, He Houhan always reacted quickly In time, he saw Rong Jialu's pale lips, and without any hesitation, he stretched out his hand and pulled Rong Jialu in.

Putting down the heavy curtains, he relaxed from the tension he was engrossed in. His hands and feet felt bone-piercing cold. He woke up in the middle of the night and was already uncomfortable. He showed a hint of recklessness: "Brother, what are you doing outside Ruisheng's tent in the middle of the night?" He immediately regretted the words, and quickly said: "It's cold outside, brother should have come in earlier."

Rong Jialu didn't seem to have noticed He Houhan's emotional changes at all, he took out a cloth bag from his arms, shook it off, and a night pearl the size of a pigeon egg came into his palm, and the white and warm light instantly drove away It was only now that He Houhan could see the darkness of several feet around him. Rong Jialu was wearing a thick padded coat, not armor, and he didn't look as coercive as during the day.

He Houhan watched Rong Jialu put the Ye Mingzhu on the side table, and heard Rong Jialu whisper: "In the past on the mountain, every winter you often woke up from the cold at night, and you couldn't fall asleep unless you warmed up. Stay with you for a long time." After a pause, he continued: "Today is the first day you arrive, and the logistics are not ready yet, tomorrow I will ask someone to bring two hand warmers."

He Houhan's heart twisted violently. Rong Jialu, a general who has commanded tens of thousands of soldiers at the border and has been stationed in the frontier for many years, has made great achievements...but he waited silently outside his junior brother's tent all night, just because he might wake up from the cold. One of the possibilities... Such friendship and care are enviable to those who hear it.

To be able to have one person who is dedicated to oneself, meticulous, is worth cherishing more than any glory, wealth, and power in the world.

He Houhan took off Rong Jialu's heavy cotton coat with the help of the pearl's snow-white fluorescence, looked at Rong Jialu's soft eyes, and said with a slight nod: "Ai Sheng always bothers senior brother, and I don't know how to correct it all the time. I wonder if senior brother can pamper Rui Sheng again?"

What is the wish of the prime minister (full)

On He Houhan's first night at the border of Shizhou, he gradually fell asleep in the warmth of his brothers and sisters.

It was about Chen time when he woke up again, it was the time when he went to court on weekdays, the side of the couch was empty, and the border guards would go out early in the morning, probably Rong Jialu woke up after not sleeping for a long time.

He Houhan had just sat up when he heard a question from outside the tent: "The warlord is awake?"

He was startled immediately, and wondered who this person was, his breath was steady, restrained almost to nothing, but his voice was condensed and undisturbed, his martial arts foundation might be even higher than that of the hidden guards in the palace!

He put on his coat and raised his voice, "Come in and talk."

There was a moment of silence outside, then the curtain was raised, and a gust of cold wind poured in, He Houhan tightened his clothes, and looked up at the person coming.

It was a very young boy, with shiny armor, holding a green and red spear in his hand, tall and slender, walking steadily, like an agile and vigorous wild beast, He Houhan couldn't help admiring in his heart, showing a hint of admiration on his expression , asked: "What's your name?"

The man came in and first untied the spear and stood it beside the tent, and after saluting, he replied: "My subordinate Yan Hai, I started to follow General Rong as his deputy last winter, and I started to serve as the governor's personal bodyguard today."

This person is well-organized in speaking and doing things, with superb skills, and he is the right-hand man of his senior brother. Isn't it a waste of talent to do chores for him?He Houhan was skeptical at first, but then he thought about it, Rong Jialu is not a person who doesn't care about the importance, he has always acted calmly and properly, otherwise he would not be able to take the position of the general, there must be a reason for his arrangement.

After He Houhan thought carefully, he made a guess, and asked, "Is your surname Ri Anyan or Yan from Four O'clock Water?"

Although Yan Hai is young, he has a clear mind. He understood He Hou Han's question and said after a short pause, "Neither of them, the geese of the wild geese, the sea of ​​the sea. My subordinates are from the Kongbei tribe. I voluntarily surrendered to General Rong."

Volunteering to surrender... He Houhan's thoughts changed sharply, and he quickly figured it out.

According to the usual practice of the Shun Dynasty, surrendered generals usually receive proper and generous treatment, but most of the time it means that they will be confined to one side of the world throughout their lives.Kong Bei and the Shun Dynasty have been fighting for years, and the relationship can be described as incompatible. As a member of the Kong Bei tribe, Yan Hai ruined his future and took refuge in the Shun Dynasty, which is a bit strange.What is even more surprising is that according to what Yihe Houhan saw, his senior brother Rong Jialu pointed out Yanhai to him, so he probably still values ​​this person very much and wants to cultivate him and use him!

The warlords of the Shun Dynasty did not have military power in their hands, but one of their duties was to review the generals, promote outstanding and potential ones, and impeach those with problems.Naturally, if you want to use Yan Hai and other generals, you can't do without the review of the warlord.

For some reason, Rong Jialu thinks Yanhai is credible and useful, and wants to reuse Yanhai... But other generals may not agree. It would be best to leave the work to him.

It can make a subdued general completely free from the possibility of rebellion, and he can also be appreciated by his senior brother... There must be two things in Yanhai: First, he will never