Vicissitudes know Jinhua

The two riders who came were indeed scout horses from the Yongliang army, they entered the city with bloodshot eyes and were so emaciated that they were too emaciated to see, but the news they brought excited the whole army. Qi Wushang succeeded in the night attack, burned tens of thousands of tents with one fire, wiped out [-] enemies, and wiped out the most powerful army of King Tuhai. King Tuhai abandoned his helmet and fled. The five princes were killed and four were captured. The left and right sides were burned to death in the camp , Damuhu stepped on his horse and died in chaos.

Qi Wushang ordered two scout horses to go back to the city overnight to deliver orders, and then sent out three groups of cavalry, led by Qiu Si and Dai Xihui, to leave immediately to chase and kill the remnants of the Bahai Division.

The four forces of the Yongliang iron cavalry spread out like fishing nets, criss-crossing the snowfield for more than a month, forcing the Tuhai tribe to have no chance to breathe, and the barbarian tribes were silent and terrified.

After this battle, the royal court of the Bahai Ministry fell apart, and it was no longer a climate. The King of Bahai requested the Qingqiong Ministry to take in and cooperate. The Qingqiong King told him like a poem: "My tribe and my people still want to see the grassland rise early tomorrow morning. The beautiful sun, and my concubine Ji, who is more beautiful than the sun, is still waiting for me in the big cowhide tent trimmed with gold."

The sea king's nose was crooked. Fortunately, the most skillful move recently was to run away. With this hard work and hard work, the soldiers who survived by luck will go deeper into the grassland to escape.

The day when Qi Wushang returned to the city with a big victory was already the early spring of the third year of Wuding.

The generals of Yongliang City came out of the city ten miles to meet each other. Mu Zishi stood beside Qiu Mingxi, with a brocade robe and narrow sleeves, and a black-haired jade crown. Qiu Mingxi couldn't help but look at him several times, and said with a smile: "You look very good today. .”

Although the spring is late in the northern land, there is a faint warmth within reach in the cold wind. Under the sun, Mu Zishi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is there any reason to come back without injury?"

Qiu Mingxi congratulated in a low voice: "It is said that the Emperor is very pleased with this big breach of the Sea Raising Department. He has dispatched an angel and will arrive at Shelu Pass in a few days... You are the food and military affairs supervisor for this battle, and the reward must be very generous!"

Mu Zishi said modestly absent-mindedly: "How can Zishi have a minor achievement? It all depends on the concerted efforts of Yongliang."

Just as I was talking, I saw billowing smoke and dust in the distance, the sound of horseshoes and the rush of wind and rain, two teams of black-armored cavalry galloped to the vicinity as quickly as a storm swept through the clouds. treat.

Mu Zishi's heart was beating wildly, he hadn't seen Qi Wushang for several months, but he didn't know what he would look like after his hard work and hard work during his expedition.

In a trance of contemplation, the crowd shouted loudly: "King of Western Wei! King of Western Wei! King of Western Wei!"

Busily looking up, I saw one person and one horse rushing straight forward, with majesty and enthusiasm sweeping everything, like a mass of black flames, the blood-screaming dark cloud hissed long, stopped in front of him, bowed his head affectionately After being rubbed against each other, Qi Wushang leaned over on the horse's back, stared deeply at him, and smiled brightly with his starry eyes: "I'm back!"

The tide-like cheers receded quietly, and for a moment Mu Zishi seemed to be in the gentle sea, with no strength left in his limbs, and replied with a smile: "Yes."

Qi Wushang rode back to the team, waved his hands, and said in a loud voice: "Soldiers, you are the good boys of Daning! Enter the city! Celebrate!"

The copper lamp was scuffed brightly, the butter candle was burning high, Qiu Si's face was so red that it was no different from a monkey's buttocks, and he kept smiling foolishly, without his usual shrewd and capable appearance, just like an old man like Dai Xihui. Drunk, Mu Zishi endured coldly until Qi Wushang poured the tenth bowl of wine into his mouth like water, then quietly got up and went home to sleep.

Counting this sleep for several months, I slept very sweetly. When it was about to dawn, I felt a faint refreshing breath approaching me after bathing. Without thinking or opening my eyes, Mu Zishi reached out and grabbed his skirt.

He seemed to hear him laughing in a low voice, and then a warm and firm body got under the quilt, and pulled himself into his arms: "Sleep!"

Qi Wushang was very tired, Mu Zishi woke up once in the middle, he was still sleeping soundly, and it happened that Mu Zishi was warm and comfortable in his arms, he was lazy and didn't want to get up, so he touched his chest Face, his cheeks were thin, with a green stubble growing on his chin, his fingers were prickly, but his eyelashes were surprisingly soft, long and covered with a curved shadow, his facial features were aggressively handsome.

Qi Wushang closed his eyes, accurately grasped the naughty fingers that were wandering in the hair on his face, and muttered: "Don't make trouble..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and feet, completely locked Mu Zishi in his arms, and continued to fall into a deep sleep.

Mu Zishi was so hungry that he fell asleep, and when the two of them got enough sleep for the past few months, it was already dark.

Qi Wushang stretched his waist, feeling refreshed, but Mu Zishi was in a daze of sleep, blinking his eyes with his mouth half open.

Qi Wushang pecked his lips, Mu Zishi hurriedly closed his mouth and opened his eyes wide, Qi Wu was itchy in his heart, wanting to tease him even more, bowed his head and took another bite, Fang said: "Put on your clothes, let's go see A special envoy sent by the emperor."

Mu Zishi was startled: "How do you know that the special envoy from Chen Jing has arrived?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew that he had asked a stupid question. He could still suppress Qi and Feng by entering Beijing alone, not to mention the turmoil in Yongliang, a place where he grew up?

Sure enough, Qi Wushang smiled, and said: "They arrived in Yongliang the day before yesterday, and they were at Shelu Pass today, now Qiu Si and the others are accompanying, just waiting for me."

Mu Zishi guessed his intentions, deliberately disdainful said: "Then you still dare to sleep so that mushrooms grow on your body?"

Qi Wushang helped him fasten his clothes, and his voice was clear and indifferent: "I have always been knowledgeable... I should be arrogant and domineering when I broke through the royal court of the High Seas Department in one fell swoop. There is no reward but no punishment, and there is nothing wrong with meritorious deeds. Not happy."

Mu Zishi patted his face and said with a smile: "Wu Shang you are the most transparent!"

He said again: "Why did you drag me along when you went to see the special envoy?"

Qi Wushang said: "The emperor specially rewarded you, you have to go and thank you."

Mu Zishi's heart tightened inexplicably, and he said in a low voice: "The emperor rewarded me? It's broken. I have been procrastinating on the matter of liquidating the tax and bank of the Northland...he won't reward me, will he?"

What Qi Jin rewarded him was neither gold nor silver, nor a board, but a scroll of calligraphy and painting.

Qi Jin's move this time is very generous, a purpose is like spreading nectar from poplar branches all over the army, Qiu Sidai, Xihui and others all have promotions and rewards, the Yongliang army is full of joy, Qi Wushang is already the prince, and he is extra rewarded with a white horse The honor of entering the palace for the purple rein.

In front of the special envoy, Qi Wushang said with a smile: "I don't even bother to go to Chenjing, why would I ride a horse into a palace, besides, the dark cloud crying blood is a black charcoal head."

The special envoy lowered his head and looked down, unable to see his expression clearly, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be cramping.

Mu Zishi unfolded the scroll and only glanced at it, his face turned pale and he couldn't even stand still.

Qi Wushang stretched out his hand, held it firmly, and snatched the calligraphy and painting, only to find that it was just a poem: The west wind blows waves in the old Dongting, and Lord Xiang's hair became white all night.When drunk, I don't know the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams, pressing down on the galaxy.

The structure of a few lines is slightly tilted, introverted and charming, wanting to leave but reuniting, like a beautiful woman, looking left and right, kind and loving, the ink marks on the paper are bright and new, Qi Wushang frowned and looked at it for a long time, but couldn't see anything The strange thing, immediately asked: "What's wrong?"

Mu Zishi bit his lip and said in a trembling voice for a long time, "Go back... I'll tell you when I go back."

Qi Wushang was also straightforward, grabbed his hand, turned around and left without even saying hello to the special envoy.

The special envoy has been favored by Qi Jin recently, and the sailing boat is sailing happily, never expecting that the king of the Western Wei Dynasty is so rude, his face is as angry as tofu mixed with shallots, his eyes are green and his lips are white.

Yong Liang's arrogant soldier, how can he eat this kind of thing?Naturally, they would not complain about their own lords, and scolded the special envoys in their hearts, you are such a ball that you dare to show your face to the old men!

Seeing that the situation was not right, Qiu Mingxi had no choice but to stand up, laugh dryly and make love.

Mu Zishi held the scroll tightly, his knuckles turned white, and as soon as he stepped into the room, he couldn't wait to say: "This poem...is written by His Royal Highness the Prince."

Qi Wushang let out a cry, turned on the lamp, and said, "How can you tell? You need to know that there are not many people with the same handwriting, or else there are not so many fakes."

Mu Zishi pointed at one place, pulling his sleeve tightly with one hand, he didn't know whether it was joy or hurt, eager to share or unable to face it alone: ​​"Look at this drunk, every time he writes the word drunk, this I have to mention one point, the last stroke is a left-wing attack..."

Qi Wushang suddenly stretched out his hand and twisted his cheek, growled lowly: "Yu Pei has been dead for almost ten years, how can I write a new poem for you?"

Mu Zishi stared at him blankly, and said in a daze for a while, "No, you don't understand..."

A drop of tear had already wetted the eyelashes, and he choked up and said, "I know this is not written by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince..."

"At that time, the emperor wanted me to be buried with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Later, His Highness begged him to leave a capable minister for Daning and a human mind for His Highness. Only then did the Emperor allow me to live. I know it...he, he is reminding me..."

Qi Wushang's eyes were condensed like dark clouds of anger: "What exactly did Yupei ask you to promise?"

Mu Zishi's eyes were like broken gems, and the tears fell on Qi Wushang's fingers, cold and heavy: "He wants me to do my best for Shao Chong, to live and die for him, and to be his sword Be his shield, go down to the underworld, I will jump into the frying pan for him, I will clean up for him what he can't do...you want me to help him ascend the throne, you want me..."

Qi Wushang interrupted: "Stop talking!"

His voice was as cold as a knife, and Mu Zishi trembled in fright, and tremblingly said: "His Royal Highness, Quan, you know... Will you blame me too? Blame me for forgetting the promise back then, and only caring about myself... and wanting to abandon my son Chong, follow you freely, I don't even remember that if His Highness didn't save me and treat me favorably, I would have..."

Qi Wushang said: "No."

Mu Zishi raised his head in astonishment, and Qi Wushang's voice was firm and decisive: "Yupei won't blame you, if he really treats you well, he won't expect you to be Shao Chong's vassal servant for the rest of your life...you are human , not an object or a dog raised by Qi Yupei."

Mu Zishi looked at him like a long-time traveler in the snow looking at a warm and bright fire, but shook his head and said: "But His Royal Highness wants me to take care of Shao Chong for him..."

Qi Wushang sighed: "Even if Yupei is still alive, he won't take care of Shao Chong for the rest of his life. Shao Chong is approaching the age of weak crown, he doesn't need you, and besides, you have been living with him for many years... enough gone."

She reached out and hugged him: "It's really enough, trust me."

Listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, Mu Zishi said in a low voice, "Enough? That's good... I will of course trust you, it won't hurt you."

Having said that, the rewards in the palace are still endless. The pen and ink decorations, calligraphy and painting copybooks are all related to Qi Yupei, or were commonly used in the East Palace back then, or loved by the crown prince.

Sheluguan is already warm in spring, and the courtyard of Shuaifu is full of deep and shallow trees and fragrant flowers. The fragrance of various flowers lingers all over the body. The sun is warm and light, which makes people feel itchy. The young man with the flower in his head would ride on the wall and look back and forth when he has nothing to do, but Mu Zishi became quieter and tired day by day.

Apart from assisting Qiu Mingxi in dealing with clerical affairs, he was drowsy and bored in the room, unable to even arouse interest in calligraphy and painting, but slept restlessly at night, often awakened in dreams, and kept his eyes open until dawn.

Only when facing Qi Wushang, he was carefree, nimble and nimble, and even more cheerful than usual, his eyes were burning brightly, and he was doing his best to rejoice, as if he saw the imminent collapse, and he had to get rid of it The little time left is filled with colorful lights every moment, and even if the world is turned upside down tomorrow, the memory I once had will be like stars across the night sky, never falling, enough to support myself walking alone at night.