My country is dead again [Rebirth]

At the beginning of June, a large army went out to fight, and when the army arrived in Hengchuan, Xie Ruzhuo began to wait for Shen Ci's letter every day until June [-]th. The military newspaper read one after another, but he didn't see a single private letter. He was always rummaging in the military newspaper without giving up, and every now and then, the person who delivered the military newspaper would come to ask questions to make sure that nothing was lost or left behind on the way.

At the beginning of July, except for the name of Shen Ci appearing in the military newspaper, there was still no news. Xie Ruzhuo finally believed in a fact: Shen Ci did not write to him at all.

Before the expedition, he promised more readily than anyone else, as if he was making a big deal, dared to respond casually, ignored his advice, and forgot him as soon as he left.

Xie Ruzhuo was sulking every day, and it was summer, and his appetite, which was not good at all, plummeted, and his face looked thinner, but the anger turned into anger, and he still asked every day if there was any military report from Hengchuan today. , He Xiaoman looked at him like this, a little distressed and a little funny.

"Your Majesty has also read the military newspaper. The battle of Hengchuan was fought hard. General Shen must be busy with military affairs and exhausted. He really doesn't have the time and thought to write letters." He Xiaoman comforted, "If Your Majesty is worried about General Shen Why don't you take the initiative to write a letter to him, maybe General Shen will think of writing a letter to His Majesty after reading it."

Xie Ruzhuo's eyes lit up, he obviously thought the idea was good, but he hummed: "I don't want it, obviously I asked him to write the letter, why did I write it? Besides, I am the king, he is the minister, he Shouldn't you be writing to me?"

He Xiaoman thought: No, no courtier is forced to write a private letter to the emperor.

"Your Majesty is right." He Xiaoman nodded with a smile, "So your Majesty might as well write a letter to scold General Shen, he will never forget it next time."

Xie Ruzhuo had unknowingly picked up the pen, dipped it in the ink, and pulled out from the bottom of a stack of notebooks the gold-sprinkled letter paper that he had pressed under at some point, his face was beaming, and his mouth was ruthless: " Well, yes, he didn’t take my words seriously, and he promised me that he didn’t do it, which is disobedience to the king’s order! I wrote to scold him to warn him to be obedient in the future.”

When the pen was written, it was very precious, and the words on the paper seemed to have nothing to do with cursing, He Xiaoman smiled and said nothing, fearing that Xie Ruzhuo would be ashamed, he took the playbook he had read and left first.

Xie Ruzhuo sent the letter out on the same day, and included it in the so-called confidential letter that he personally asked the general about the consumption of food, grass and supplies for more than a month. He pretended that he wrote a letter to General Shen because he wanted to ask about the specific situation of the war. This letter is specially written.

A few days after the letter was sent out, Hengchuan's latest military newspaper arrived again, and after Xie Ruzhuo opened the military newspaper, he saw a letter written "From Your Majesty", which should have been sent before he wrote the letter , The two letters may still pass each other on the road.

The handwriting was all too familiar to him, and his hands trembled slightly when he went to the wax paint. It turned out that his deepest expectation was to wait for the echo to make his breathing disorder.

Unfolding two pieces of plain letter paper, he couldn't suppress all the longing for more than a month after reading only the first word. How beautiful it is, probably written in a bit of a hurry, even more scribbled, but every word seems to have life, flowing with the tenderness of Shen Ci, as well as Shen Ci's heart.

〖Respected by Your Majesty

It's been more than a month since I left, and I have a deep relationship. I don't know how your Majesty can be safe?

I once promised Your Majesty to write a letter back to Beijing every month, but now I am ashamed and have forgotten it. I know that I have made a mistake. After returning to Beijing, I will let Your Majesty punish me. Don't worry about this matter, Your Majesty will feel distressed.

The battle is progressing smoothly. Although our army suffered casualties, it has not been defeated. Qizhou has fallen, and the army is rushing to Guzhou. After passing Guzhou, we are not far from Fengyu Mountain.Your Majesty does not need to worry too much. Before the end of this year, the east of Fengyu Mountain will become the territory of Dayu again. The land that His Majesty wants will be taken for His Majesty.

There is one more thing I want to ask Your Majesty for. Your Majesty did not allow me to be injured before leaving Beijing. I failed to do so. In the battle of Qizhou, I was wounded by an arrow on my right shoulder, and wounded by a knife on my right arm, waist and abdomen respectively. Heal, don't worry about ministers.The minister once again realizes his mistake, and His Majesty is not angry.

Five days ago, while marching through Wushan Mountain, the enemy attacked at night. The minister and General Yue split into two groups. Because they were not familiar with the terrain of Wushan Mountain, the rocks collapsed after the rain and blocked the old road. They were once lost in the mountains.

The night was clear and bright, Beichen was hanging high, the minister seemed to have a sense of it, followed Beichen's pointing all the way, and really found the way out of the mountain.Beichen is also known as Ziwei Emperor Star, and the minister thought for a moment, maybe it was His Majesty who showed the way for the minister and returned it according to the minister.Therefore, at night recently, I often look up at Beichen, hoping that the emperor star can tell His Majesty how I miss you.

The scorching heat has arrived, Your Majesty can eat something to cool off the heat, but don't be greedy for cold and eat more ice-cold soup, and cover up with a thin blanket at night, so as not to catch cold.

I know that the handwriting written by me is unsightly, so I am practicing calligraphy in my spare time. However, the calligraphy posts of famous masters I read are not as good as your majesty's writing in my heart. I ask your majesty to give me a reply letter. I will copy it every day and watch it all the time.

The book is in a hurry, and I can't say enough. The minister will return to Beijing as soon as possible, so don't read it.

Greet Your Majesty St. Ann again.

辞〗

"pat-"

A drop of tears wet the corner of the letter paper, Xie Ruzhuo suddenly came back to his senses, quickly wiped away the tears, rubbed the wet place angrily, and finally caressed the word "ci" in the signature with his fingertips, and put the letter on the letter. Pressing the letter to my heart, it seemed that I wanted to engrave that name into my heart forever.

Looking at the front, he still had a smile on his lips, thinking that this person still knew he forgot to write the letter, and he knew he was wrong, but when he saw Shen Ci lightly writing that he was hurt in the letter, he felt his whole heart was hurt. The person clenched in pain, and his eyes blurred involuntarily.

Shen Ci finished writing about his injury in a few words, but how could Xie Ruzhuo not know him, the multiple injuries made his mouth full of small wounds, the battlefield is so dangerous, how can it be a small wound that can be healed casually, and maybe he Not to mention a few injuries.

Xie Ruzhuo wished he could fly to that person immediately to see with his own eyes whether those wounds had healed or not. The person he regarded as life was injured when he didn't know it, but he couldn't do anything about it. That feeling was like poisonous weeds growing and gnawing Every inch of his internal organs.

Seeing Shen Ci saying that he lost his way in the mountains at night, his heart trembled with pain, and he didn't dare to think about what happened at that time.

"Beichen is also known as Ziwei Emperor Star. For a moment, I thought in my heart, maybe it's His Majesty's way for my minister, and I will return it according to my minister."

After reading this sentence, Xie Ruzhuo's tears had already flowed down. It was obviously cold ink stains, but he seemed to be able to hear Shen Ci whispering this sentence softly in his ear, perhaps with a soft smile in his eyes Concerned, caressing his brows and eyes with rough fingertips.

An ordinary sentence, but it was like the most beautiful love speech he had ever heard.

Subconsciously, he wanted to rush out to see the North Star in the sky, but when he got up, he realized that it was still daytime, and there was only the hot sun in the sky, without the North Star.

That afternoon, Xie Ruzhuo didn't want to do anything. He just glanced at the military newspaper and put it aside. He just read the letter over and over again. He couldn't get enough of it. He kept thinking about sending the letter by himself. Is the handwriting not beautiful enough, I am afraid it is not as good as famous calligraphy, is the writing too short, and there are still many words left, can Shen Ci see that he also has the same lingering thoughts?

So dazed at night, Xie Ruzhuo couldn't bear it anymore, rushed to the imperial garden and looked up at the sky, saw where Beichen was, then ran to the top of the Feilong Pavilion, closer to Beichen, raised his neck without blinking Looking at the brightest star.

Thinking that Shen Ci might be looking at Beichen like him in a certain place at this time, as if something hit the soft part of his heart again, his eyes couldn't help turning red, and he wondered blankly whether Beichen had put his Miss also told Shen Ci?

When it was midnight, Xie Ruzhuo was still not sleepy, he held up the letter and read it over and over under the lamp, several ministers came to persuade him to go to bed and ignored it.

He Xiaoman was in the palace tonight and heard that Xie Ruzhuo was not going to sleep, so he rushed over and ruthlessly extinguished the candle, forcing Xie Ruzhuo to go to bed.

"Your Majesty will read it tomorrow. The servant will help His Majesty put the envelope into the envelope, and then press it under the ruler, it will not be wrinkled or dirty, and the letter will not run away by itself." He Xiaoman tried to pull the letter out of his hand, "Your Majesty is obedient, go to sleep quickly."

Xie Ruzhuo carefully stuffed the letter paper under the jade pillow, and said, "No, I want to keep it by my side." Seeing that He Xiaoman came to coax him to sleep after a day of exhaustion, he obediently said, "Go to sleep with me, I'll just leave it to you." asleep."

After that, he saw He Xiaoman's expression of disbelief, quickly lay down on the bed, covered the blanket, closed his eyes and said, "Look, I really fell asleep, I didn't lie to you."

He Xiaoman also had nothing to do with Xie Ruzhuo, stood by the bed for a while, and heard that Xie Ruzhuo's breathing became long, tucked the blanket for him, closed the door of the bedroom and left.

As soon as the door was closed, Xie Ruzhuo opened his eyes instantly, took out the letter from under the jade pillow, and traced every word with his fingers under the dim light of the palace lamp on the porch outside the window, reading and rereading the letter he had already memorized until his eyelids When he could no longer hold himself closed, the letter was still firmly in his hand, and the position on his chest remained motionless.

More than half a month ago, Shen Ci found out that he forgot to write a letter in June, and he almost didn't bring it up when he hadn't written it in July. send out a letter.

Either I felt that the writing was not emotional enough, or I felt that the writing was too nasty. After more than ten days of tossing around like this, and seeing that it was going to be the end of July, Shen Ci bit the bullet and wrote a letter that he could pass by when he read it. The one in June was also added, but he really couldn't write it anymore. Writing this one would cost him half his life, so let's save half of his life and continue to fight.

Before the expedition, Xie Ruzhuo decided that the military newspaper would not take the usual route of transmitting official documents, and opened up a more secret and safer route. The people who handled it were absolutely reliable. Shen Ci told Yue Tingchuan that this was written by him to His Majesty He wanted to put the letter in the military newspaper, but Yue Tingchuan didn't ask too much, thinking it was the same as last time, and he and Xie Ruzhuo were inconvenient to tell others about their tricks.

Little did he know that it was a private letter that had nothing to do with official business.

After the letter was sent, Shen Ci would ask Yue Tingchuan every day: "Is there any secret letter from His Majesty today?"

Yue Tingchuan was so annoyed that he began to pray to His Majesty to seal the secret letter every day, otherwise not only would someone go crazy, but he would also be forced to vomit blood for three liters.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Yue Tingchuan to receive a secret letter from Jingzhong Xie Ruzhuo to inquire about the war, and there was another letter from "General Shen himself" inside.

Shen Ci didn't bother to care about what was asked in the secret letter, so he snatched the letter addressed to him and slipped away.

Yue Tingchuan shouted behind him: "Why are you running? What is so private?"

"It's a private letter from His Majesty." Shen Ci's brisk voice came, "Do you understand the private letter? It's a letter that outsiders can't read."

Yue Tingchuan: "..."

The author has something to say: Xiao Xie: I fell asleep, I pretended.

Xiao Shen: The feeling of showing off is beyond words.

感谢在2021-05-0712:12:46~2021-05-0817:45:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of mountain, mountain, mountain;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!