Snow in Chang'an in December

?So the military officer was ordered to escort Shen Zixu out of the prison to Ning Feng. He was so weak that he even knelt down to salute and kowtow, and he fell to the ground. It's just that the body trembles slightly.

Ning Feng Yizu raised his chin, half of his face was covered by loose black hair, "The enemy army is sailing across the boat in chains, how should our army defeat the enemy?" As he said, he ordered someone to lift him up , even though the two military officers were extremely unwilling and disgusted, they just never dared to go against Ning Feng's intention.

"I'm begging you, this is the last time." Ning Feng twisted the blue hair that covered half of his face behind his ears, Shen Zixu lowered his eyes and said nothing, Ning Feng looked at him, the emotions in his heart were unclear Unclear, "In the past few days, I have thought a lot. Everything in this world is nothing but obsession. Zixu, I am willing to let you go, but you have to drink this glass of wine."

Shen Zixu was startled, he watched Ning Feng summon someone to serve the pot and the wine glass, he watched Ning Feng slowly pour the wine into the cup, he watched Ning Feng take out a packet of medicine powder from his sleeve, But I saw him pour all the medicine powder into the wine, and then mix it evenly with his fingers.

The voices from the three armies outside the city suddenly became louder. Shen Zixu seemed to be so startled that he suddenly retreated a few steps. His body was already weak, and the pain he had suffered in recent days made him even weaker. In fact, his whole body was already weak. When he took a step back, he staggered a few steps.

There was finally a trace of disbelief on that pale face that had no blood at all, and his pale thin lips trembled slightly. He had expected a lot, but he didn't expect what happened today. It was the two of them. the end of man.

"If we break the enemy's serial strategy, we should use the strategy of attacking with fire, and our army will have won a complete victory." Shen Zixu raised his eyes to look at Ning Feng, and there was a slight reluctance in the face, "Feng'er, take care " After saying that, he went forward but didn't hold the sake, but attacked Ning Feng's waist, just when the military officer and those generals drew their swords to restrain him, Shen Zixu took the sword from his waist Pull out the scabbard, turn around and walk out of the palace.

Ning Feng ordered no one to stop him, and just stood under the jade steps with his hands behind his back, watching the figure of the man drift away.It turned out that the man was always reluctant to part with himself.

After a while, he turned around and ordered the generals to tie the firewood to the arrows on the bank first, and then set fire to the enemy.

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The Southern Barbarians hadn't reached the shore yet, but they were already full of pride. Shen Zixu stepped out of the city gate, but was stopped by the three armies. Shen Zixu held on to the long sword and waved it in the air a few times, so that the three armies could see that the sword was Ning Feng's sword. There was finally a trace of sullenness on his usually weak and bloodless face.

"I was ordered to kill the enemy, how can you stop me?" Shen Zixu gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his legs were already trembling slightly.

He was actually afraid too.

In fact, he was afraid of seeing corpses all over the ground, and he was also afraid of smelling the bloody smell as strong as wine, but he was even more afraid that this country would fall into the hands of rebels, and he was even more afraid of seeing Feng'er become a captive and a prisoner. , even more afraid that Feng'er will hate him from now on.

Shen Zixu bit his lip, actually he was not very sure, he had never practiced martial arts since he was a child, so he felt a bit difficult to hold this long sword in his hand.

Standing in front of the shore, let the east wind gently blow his black hair, he didn't know that he hadn't had a good rest for a long time, and there was only fatigue on his pale and bloodless face.His body is still thin, as if the east wind could blow him into the river.

Only one boat from the southern barbarians arrived at the shore, and the person who got off the boat was dressed in black robes, he smiled at Shen Zi, his eyes were very familiar.Shen Zixu lowered his eyes and thought about how he had never seen the person in front of him before. After thinking about it, he raised his head in surprise:

"It's you!"

"You still remember me." The man chuckled.

Shen Zixu was stunned.

He naturally still remembered him. When he first arrived in Nanman, and then came back to the capital, he was the person he met. Shen Zixu still remembered that this person always called him "Scholar Shen", unexpectedly, this person was originally It is the southern barbarian enemy army.

No wonder he was caught that day... No wonder...

Shen Zixu pulled the corners of his lips lightly, with a bitter smile, he thought that if he had never met this person before, and hadn't been captured by the southern barbarians, he probably wouldn't have fallen into such a situation, right?

It's a pity that when Shen Zixu was about to ask something, the three armies suddenly rode forward, and firewood had already been piled up on the bank, and the general in front was ordered to light the firewood, the man was puzzled at first, but then he was surprised, maybe he didn't expect it With this in mind, he hurriedly pulled Shen Zixu who was beside him, and pinched his neck with one hand.

"Shen Zixu! How dare you lie to the king!"

"Hehe..." Shen Zixu's face was blue and purple. Even though he felt it was difficult to breathe, he did not struggle. After that, he pulled out a faint smile, which was as vague as misty rain, "I promised...Feng'er Don't let...his country fall into the hands of rebels...I...I am the prime minister of Ningxu, and...how can I help your enemy army?"

The man was annoyed and threw him to the ground with one hand, as if he was not relieved, before he crushed Shen Zixu's chest with one foot, he only stepped on it a few times before turning around and boarding the boat.As everyone knows, it will be a dead end after boarding the ship.

Shen Zixu got up slowly with his arms outstretched, he coughed with pain in his throat, he choked up several mouthfuls of blood, he wiped it off with his sleeves, the green lotus colored sleeves mixed with the blood into a dark color.

"Fire the arrow!" Shen Zi said.

As soon as the words fell, tens of thousands of flaming arrows attacked the southern barbarian soldiers on the river. The boats were made of wood, and now they were sailing together. After a while, the fire had already burned four or five boats. Those who command the three armies are already helpless.

Shen Zixu plunged his sword into the ground, holding the hilt of his sword, watching the fire light up the world, he couldn't help but smile, and said to himself: "Feng'er, now...it's me, I hope you will be safe forever..."

That day, Shen Zixu knelt down on the ground, returned the saber with both hands, and then took the sake from Ning Feng's hands. He held the sake, as if the wine had penetrated his bones and flesh, and he felt icy cold.

"Sinner...thank you Lord Long En." After saying that, he drank it in one gulp, and the porcelain cup slipped from his hand and fell into pieces.

Fenger...

In the end, I am destined to live and die, it is God's will, in this life, the monarch and his ministers will bear each other, and I will only see you in the next life...

The weak scholar with the green lotus color had already burst into tears. When he fell to the ground, he couldn't help but sigh softly: "Feng'er, I've let you down..." His voice was like the last song in troubled times, Misty.

Ning Feng looked at Shen Zixu, who was unconscious under the jade steps, for a long time, then backed away, and hugged Shen Zixu into his arms, but he lost his previous body temperature. He hugged him on the small couch, and Ning Feng held him Holding Shen Zixu's hand, he looked at the sleeping Shen Zixu for a long time, and finally shed tears. He leaned over and kissed Shen Zixu gently, but it was no longer as gentle as before.

"Zi Xu... Zi Xu... my Zi Xu..."

That night, when the sky was full of cold stars, he buried his head in Shen Zixu's neck and wept secretly.

Troubled times, is it really over?

He just held Shen Zixu in his arms and slept all night. When he woke up in the morning, he found that Shen Zixu had already woken up, but his eyes were not as clear as before, and there was a little more ignorance and fear. He stared blankly at Ning Feng.It seems that the medicinal effect in that wine has come to an end.

It's not bad for him to be foolish and foolish all his life, knowing nothing.

He didn't look at him much, he was afraid that he would not let it go, so he stood up and called out: "Come here! Send the guilty minister Shen Zixu back to Chang'an!"

Perhaps, never seeing each other again in this life is the best ending.