I just want salty fish [Transmigration Book]

The bows and arrows are aimed at the thousands of soldiers who have returned home with meritorious service, the wanderers from the homes of thousands of people in the city, and even the brothers, friends, and fellow soldiers of many city guards.More importantly, Ming Ciyue is still below, he is the only coach in the hearts of countless people in the capital, he is the terminator of the war, and he is a deified existence.

The riots in the city became more and more violent.

Many archers had numb fingertips and sweaty palms, but their ears were still propped up, fearful of the next order.

Under the bow and arrow, there is no friendship, no distinction between high and low, only the enemy and ourselves.Half a step closer to the people outside the city is Lei Chi.

The old general who guarded the city looked around in a panic, the expression on Gu Congyun's face changed again and again, only Ji Zheng kept his back to the outside of the city and didn't even look at it.

The veteran wanted to step forward, but Gu Congyun asked for him first, "Why didn't you let Ming Ciyue's team enter the city?"

"Why don't you let them into the city, tell me!" His footsteps approached, toe to toe, face to face, staring at each other within a short distance.

The layer of black veil that separates them is useless at this moment.Ji Zheng moved his eyes, suddenly distracted, silently thinking about the fire that burned this person beyond recognition, and his pupils were cloudy, he suddenly couldn't remember the original appearance of Gu Sanshao in the Marquis of Wu'an.

In fact, Gu San led the horse for him, in fact Gu San poured wine for him, in fact Gu San stayed overnight for him, in fact——

"Actually, it doesn't have to be like this. Dayan is so big, I can treat you as nothing and send you away from the capital..."

"I don't!" Gu Congyun yelled, and stumbled to grab the gold-embroidered mandarin tail between Ji Zheng's red collar, and forcibly dragged him to the gap between the battlements, forcing him to look down , "Can you bear it?"

"Can you bear it?" The boy's neck was flushed, and he leaned over from behind, whispering intermittently in his ear, gritting his teeth, "Look carefully, take another look at him, that's the one you have to call uncle, it's you Those who insist on risking the world's disgrace, being unethical, ignorant of propriety, justice and shame and want to make a sound of greedy people, you are fooling under the noses of everyone, sloppy, absurd! Who would have thought that the magnificent and unique dragon chair would not be There are actually two men sitting there, one king, one minister, one elder uncle, and one virtuous nephew!"

"How about it, do you still have the heart to keep him out of the city?" Gu Congyun almost gritted his teeth, slamming each word, "Is the Holy Majesty still comfortable being served by his uncle?"

Ji Zheng opened his mouth, closed it again, moved his head slightly, and replied after a moment of silence: "It's okay."

Gu Congyun became angry from embarrassment, his face turned crimson red, he grabbed the back of his neck suddenly, and shouted under his voice: "Then let him in, he has returned from victory, he is what everyone expects! Can you see it? If you don’t let him in today, you are a fool, and you will die here, leaving a bad smell for thousands of years, and your bones will be restless!”

"I am a foolish emperor, fatuous and incompetent." Ji Zheng sighed silently, rubbing the center of his brows, "Who told you that I like to be emperor."

Somehow these words stepped on Gu Congyun's tail, he took a deep breath, burst out crying suddenly, and beat the wall helplessly with both hands, on both sides of Ji Zheng, until his flesh was bloody, " I don't care, I want you to be the emperor, I want you to be the Mingjun, I am the one who made your name last forever, and the world is worry-free, it is me!"

Suddenly, a group of horses neighed through the sky, covering the voices of the two——

The situation under the city gate suddenly changed drastically, and a small group of people couldn't wait any longer, so they rushed forward first.Looking from a distance, one can only vaguely discern the leader, General Xuanchi Fengxuan. The fierce man swung his whip high, opened his mouth wide, opened and closed, and drove a red-brown horse, leading the crowd without any hindrance, like a broken bamboo.

The sky was bright and sunny, the sand and dust were evaporated, the air was diluted, and even the bricks and tiles of the city walls and the ground were cracked and cracked.

As it got closer, Ji Zheng heard it clearly, and everyone on the city wall heard it clearly. It was the cry of thousands of soldiers tearing their flesh and blood, "I am fighting for the Holy Land in the Western Border, and the Holy Lord told me to return victorious, and allow me to live in peace! "

"I'm going to fight in Xijiang for the saint—"

"The sage told me to return in victory, and allowed me to live in peace forever!"

"Your Majesty only wants to win, not to lose!"

It was clearly a clear sky piercing through the clouds, and the sun suddenly seemed a little dazzling. Ji Zheng seemed to see a flash of thunder. It also became very slow, obviously wanting to block the nearest bow and arrow.

In the next moment, those arrow clusters slipped away from his fingertips, pierced the sky, and fell like raindrops.

Before a city gate, a mighty rain of arrows rained down on the soldiers who had been defending the border for many years and returned victorious. They seemed defenseless and had no time to dodge. They never thought that these arrows would come from the hands of their compatriots. They really hit them come.Some war horses broke their forelimbs and threw people out, while others were pierced through the seams of their armor and bruised their arms.

"Stop—" After the first arrow, the arrows were changed and the bow was replaced. The rain of arrows stopped suddenly, and the people below also stumbled and stopped, falling into a stalemate.

In fact, Ji Zheng could see that Ming Ciyue was following them, raising his whip and catching Xuan Chifeng's horse's leg, causing him to fall and roll off his horse before the arrow formation.

"Stop, stop!" he shouted, grabbing the neck of the archer beside him with one hand, "Did I tell you to shoot the arrow? Did I tell you to release the arrow? Whoever shoots the arrow first will shoot first!" arrow!"

The man was trembling and speechless, "They were the ones who said first...the siege is as long as...don't lose..."

Ji Zheng was so angry that her eyes were red and helpless, she didn't know what to say, she spat in a low voice, shook off the man, walked to the edge of the battlements with her hands behind her back and looked down.

Gu Congyun returned to his senses slightly, pursed his lips and looked at the back of the Holy Majesty, sneered, turned around and summoned the veteran at the side, pointed to the distance, asked him to give orders in a low voice, and threw all the quiver on his back On the one hand, you can aim with a bow, but you must not act rashly.

What he wants today is to ruin Mingci's reputation, but that's not what he wants.

Gu Congyun paced and swayed behind the Holy Master again, he could clearly feel the trembling of the person in front of him, the hesitation and anxiety of the people in front of him, and he blamed himself.

He wanted to touch his hair, but he withdrew his ugly hand.

Finally, he stretched it out under the black hair, close to the cold skin of the nape of the neck, and slowly stroked it.

"Is it all right?" He slightly lowered his body, "It's all right, it's time to let them in."

"Go and open the door for Uncle Huang, dear." He bit his ear and smiled, "Open the door for our uncle and let him in."

Everything has been prepared underneath, leading troops into the city, wearing imperial robes, Ming Ciyue is the master of high achievements, wolf ambitions, seeking power and usurping the throne, and then being taken down on the spot. The Marshal of the God of War, he is a prisoner with a long history of infamy - the most suitable ending for him.

Gu Congyun didn't get a reply, he just stared at the soft hair obsessively, then his eyes jumped and fell under the city wall, a small black dot moved here.

Gu Congyun's smile froze.

Ming Ciyue was alone, and once again stepped into the range of the arrow rain, he raised his hands without warning, and the bow and arrow suddenly tightened, and the sound of sparks bursting in the air could almost be heard.

But he just wanted to show that he had nothing in his hands. The red tasseled spear and the black iron goose feather knife had long been left behind. As he walked forward slowly, he unloaded the short knife, dagger, and then the armor.

The loyal instinct of defending the city made everyone tense up. At this moment, the attacker was clearly speaking, so even if he came with bare hands, it would be enough to make everyone tremble with fear.

Gu Congyun also tensed up instinctively, and his hands changed from rubbing to pinching.

In Ji Zheng's line of sight, Ming Ci was getting closer and clearer, he was at a loss and anxiously caught the sight of Uncle Huang, his eyes finally met each other when they were spinning around, and he blinked , blinked again.

[Don't enter the city, don't come over, don't...]

【If you can really hear, even, even a little bit, no, yes, pass, come...】

Mingci Yue smiled at him, and slowed down in response.

"What are you looking at!" Gu Congyun grabbed the back of his neck violently, forcing him to raise his head, "He is not wearing armor now, and he is almost at the gate of the city, hurry up! Choose an ending for him! Whether you want to be a target for an arrow and be killed outside the city, or lead troops into the city gracefully, be caught wearing a royal robe, be a victim or be a hero, it's up to you, don't let your uncle die in peace!"

Ji Zheng took a deep breath, and the muscles around his waist tightened. He suddenly felt a sharp touch close to his lower back under the cover of the wedding dress, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

He didn't speak, and suddenly bumped against the sharp one!

Gu Congyun was taken aback, his reaction was swift and he backed away in an instant, and he broke out in a cold sweat, "I let you choose! Choose!" He almost collapsed and leaned against Ji Zheng's face, growling, gnashing his teeth, "Why don't you choose! Just because of him, you don't want the throne, don't you want your life?!"

This sound immediately attracted the attention of the city guards. They didn't respond when they saw this person so close to the Holy One. They only thought that this person was a personal hidden guard in disguise. Surrounded by the two of them.

Gu Congyun was sobbing, his face was disfigured by crying, his veil was wet from crying, he was crying in grief and embarrassment, but he was just like a young master who was scolded and beaten by his strict father after returning from school, helpless and harmless.This made everyone around stand still, not daring to go forward, and even Ming Ciyue under the city wall raised his head and stopped walking.

Gu Congyun turned a deaf ear, unaware of the surrounding arrows, just hugged his little saint tightly from behind, tightly hugging him, as if wanting to rub someone into his body, and then buried his head in front of him The person's neck was silent and motionless.

And between the two embracing bodies, there was still the dagger standing upright, with one blade facing him and the other facing toward the pilgrimage.

The archers around had nowhere to aim at the moment, the distance was so close, I was afraid that one arrow would nail the Holy Majesty and this villain together.

half an hour.

Ji Zheng reached out and patted the drooping head on the side of his face, "Gu Congyun."

Gu Congyun suddenly raised his head, and laughed almost instantly, "Yes, I am."

He brought his face close, pressed it tightly, and then became nervous again, "Are you angry, is the Holy One angry with me?"

"No." Ji Zheng said lightly.

"How about I give you another choice, just kiss me once, just once, and I will let Ming Ciyue go." Gu Congyun closed his eyes, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, and his lips were on the side of Ji Zheng's neck Rubbing lingeringly, she murmured in a hoarse voice, "Come here... come here, kiss me."

Ji Zheng never moved, and never even turned his head.

"Then I'll kiss you, I'll come, I'll kiss you..."

Regardless of the sharpness behind him, the person in his arms obviously dodged again.

"It's just a kiss, don't you kiss him less?" Gu Congyun opened his eyes suddenly, and the two blades of the dagger cut through the clothes of the two at the same time, sticking into the flesh and blood, "Aren't you willing to die?!"

Ji Zheng sighed: "It's not about a kiss, listen to me, I'm not..."

"It's just about a kiss, it's about a kiss!" Gu Congyun gasped desperately, his eyes were so red that blood was about to drip, he cried and laughed, his smile was uglier than crying, "I changed my mind, Don't you dislike being an emperor? It's okay, it's okay, I'll take you away, you follow me, I won't force you to be the master of the Ming Dynasty, don't be famous forever, you think in your heart that your uncle can leave the throne to him , we let go, we all let go."

"Shut up." Ji Zheng let out a long breath, and patted his hand in compromise, "I can't even turn my head, how can I..."

Gu Congyun turned his head to the side with joy and anticipation, and bent his eyes: "I don't want anything, I just want you..."

Severe wind breaks through the sky——

Hearing the gust of wind that pierced his eardrums, he opened his eyes in a daze, touched the side of his neck, and lowered his head, only to realize that the veil floating there was gone, and only an extremely sharp long arrow remained.

It was the one from under the city wall.

Only then did Ji Zheng never look back, his eyes followed Ming Ciyue's eyes, and he seized the opportunity to look away, and it was at that moment that Ming Ciyue under the city wall picked up the discarded items on the ground in an instant. Feathered arrows and longbows, stepped on the cracks in the bricks, stepped on the city gate that had fallen halfway, jumped up, and took aim with the bow.

In seconds, they cooperate with each other tacitly, just like the day when they rode together to compete in the deer.

However, this time Ji Zheng has been able to confirm that this is not a coincidence, nor is it a tacit understanding.

The arrow missed the vital point, and it didn't kill him in one shot, it just let the blood flow down one by one.Gu Congyun opened his arms in an extremely exaggerated manner, watching the person in front of him pull away immediately.The arrow pierced his veil just now, and brought the hat to the ground beside him, exposing the rugged face scarred by the fire in the light of day.

Everyone gasped, but no one realized that this was the King Xiao Jing who was the most famous in the capital.

He slowly walked around in front of Ji Zheng and bent down.

"Assassin, it's dangerous!" Someone shouted, and countless arrows shot in his direction.

But Gu Congyun just picked up the hat, put it on, closed the veil, covered his face, and then raised his head to face Ji Zheng.

Ji Zheng only finished half of what he had just said: "I'm not Ji Zhaoming, you made a mistake, I'm sorry."

Gu Congyun probably heard it, but he didn't seem to.He shook his head lightly, and slowly lay down on his back along the wall. A corner of the veil was lifted by the wind, and he smiled a little by the way.

Ji Zheng vaguely recalled that the clothes he was wearing today were red.

When Gu Congyun came here, he praised him for being the most beautiful in red—"It's really auspicious and festive, it really fits the occasion."

"Don't look, it's all over." Mingci Yue has grasped the wall with his five claws and jumped up, blocking the front of Xiaosheng, covering his eyes with his hands.

He looked down at the few people who were clearly leading the commotion in front of the gate in the city, as well as the imperial guards waiting in the distance, and he understood in his heart what kind of drama the young master of Marquis of Wu'an's mansion had directed and performed.

Ji Zheng ordered the city gate to be opened first to welcome all the soldiers home, so the city gate opened slowly.

But at the same time, I don't know who broke through the siege in the city first. The flow of people rushed towards this end like a flood from the gate. , not to mention that the mastermind was dead, but when he saw Ming Ciyue, he subconsciously rushed forward according to the plan, and forcibly put a dragon robe on him.

Mingci Yue raised his hand and hooked the dragon robe first with a sword, turning against the guest. Under the surprised faces of those people, he turned his hand and put it on the upper body of the saint. Unable to kneel down, a pair of onion-like hands stretched out from under the red silk, forcibly grabbing his arm.

"No need." Ji Zheng took off the dragon robe, casually put it in his arms, and signaled Ming Ciyue to look down with him.

There are countless people in the city who have picked up their own sons who went to war. They only know that Ming Ciyue led them back in victorious battles. They only saw that these soldiers were seriously injured when Ming Ming came to the door. They hugged each other and wept together. They knelt down and bowed in tears, but they shouted loudly, and the voices were all: "The prince is a thousand years old, the handsome is a thousand years old!"

"What does it have to do with me?" Ming Ci frowned, he didn't want to pay attention, and just turned his head back.

"Why has nothing to do with you?" Ji Zheng laughed at him, then raised his hand to pinch his chin, making him lower his head to meet his gaze.

【"Uncle Huang can always hear my heart, right?"】

Ming Ciyue's expression remained calm and indifferent, but his whole body shook slightly.

Now Ji Zheng is more sure, he looks at his silhouette clearly in those pupils, 【"When did it start? What have you heard? Is it that many of your emotions have been disturbed by this? If Without this you wouldn’t…”]

He had complicated thoughts in his mind, countless questions and countless emotions surged up, but he suddenly stopped the car, because he suddenly realized that every time he looked at each other, he was transparent and naked in front of the emperor's uncle.

Damn!

Ji Zheng lowered her head.

"It's my crime that deserves to die! I have already found a way to understand Gu in the West Desert, and I will be able to..."

"It's okay." The Holy Master raised his hand to cover his mouth, and smiled awkwardly, "...you heard it all, don't worry about it, anyway, there won't be many chances in the future."

Chances are running out... what does that mean?

Mingci Yue's eyeballs slid, desperately engraving the young emperor in red and jade into his mind, he rarely showed a trace of embarrassment on the ground, as if he was the one who was seen through and offended.

He envisioned countless debunking scenarios, but none, like this one.He would rather the Holy One get angry, beat him and scold him to expel him, rather than push him away calmly.

The Holy Majesty opened and closed his mouth in front of him, and a familiar voice was explaining something he couldn't understand, "Actually, this is like a page of a storybook or a play, and everyone is a different character. But the original In the scriptures, Yan is at its peak, singing and dancing in the capital is peaceful, and there is no difficulty in the western borders, there will not be so many people dying of hunger, there will not be so many people dying of hunger, and no one will go astray and die."

"And the premise of these is that Emperor Yanming ascended the throne, the people's aspirations, the expectations of the people, and his reign for 37 years."

Ming Ci Yue seemed to be wrapped in layers of low-pressure dense fog, and his whole body was frozen in a vacuum of dead air, expressionless.

Until Ji Zheng pulled the five-claw hook on his waist, strenuously tied his wrist with a rope, stretched it out to his head, and the hemp rope penetrated into the flesh, leaving a circle of red marks.

Only then did Ming Ci Yue come back to his senses, and saw the boy was bound by his wrists, his eyelids were half raised, his slender and red eyes were raised slightly, his eyelashes were thick and jet-black, his whole body was red and white, like a branch with pistils in it red apricot.

It was fatal!

He held his breath for a moment, and looked at those pearly lips slowly opening and closing, "I abdicate today to you, my lord, and I can tie the criminals back to your mansion, forever and ever, indefinitely. Over there."

Ming Ci Yue's eyes sank, sank again, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his voice was hoarse due to lust and intoxication.

"it is good."

The author has something to say: The two chatting at the wrong frequency——

Ji Zheng: Really? Really? Is it finally possible to retire? (Excited rubbing hands

Ming Ciyue: Really? Really? Is it finally possible to have sex? (Smiling

In fact, Gu San’s opening speech was full of beeps——muffled... The original version couldn’t be changed beyond recognition.Gu San is off the line of Liao, and I will see you in a special episode, a few chapters in advance, the main text is finally, really, it is almost over! ! !