My white moonlight, he pretends to be sick again

The wind on the Shuofang Plain melted the ice and snow of Fengshan Mountain, and the spring flood in Surabaya. If the original river course was a thin and thin girl, now it looks like a girl who is getting fuller.

The Jokhang army stationed here will withdraw to the north every year due to the spring flood, and then camp at the bank of Sishui two months later. It has been like this every year for more than ten years.

However, the troops from the fourth battalion that were supposed to be withdrawn this year have not returned for a long time, and the guard has forgotten the date of the defense change because of drinking? He did not report any abnormalities, and when he woke up, he was afraid that Yan Lingxu would blame him, so he sent someone again without telling the news. I went to explore, and ended up taking another battalion.

Now it was impossible to hide it, when the idiot wanted to deliver the news, it couldn't deliver it back, and at some point, they were surrounded by the barbarians, and finally only a small group of people broke through the siege, and ran back to Qiushui Pass.

When Yu Wenlian returned to Beijing to report on his work, Yan Lingxu faced the face? Yes? The crying idiot just sneered and asked:

"Breaking the opportunity to fight, you ran back desperately. Do you think that this Marquis is more merciful than barbarians, can you? Save your dog's life?"

Then he drew his sword and chopped off the sacrificial flag, and prepared the army overnight. Early the next morning, the mighty barbarian army assembled and marched northward. So far, the peace of Shuofang Plain for more than ten years was finally broken, and the new grass was stained with blood again. .

In the early spring of the 21st year of Shengqi, a large number of luggage arrived at Qiushuiguan, which showed the attitude of His Majesty and the court towards this war. Since the founding of the Tai-zu, this is the first time that the court and the frontier have been twisted together.

The barbarian's new King of Eastern Liao is not a talented person, but he has two excellent sons? The eldest prince? He is brave and good at fighting, and the little prince? Has a strategy. Yu Wenlian couldn't help but sigh for these two, the barbarian Has a long brain?

The initial battle went smoothly, and Dazhao quickly regained the lost land of Surabaya, and took advantage of the victory to pursue Cizhou. Both civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty rejoiced, but the emperor's face was not very happy.

In the land of Cizhou, Shao Yunlang and Yu Wenlian had stated their interests back then, but now they wanted to take back the eleven states of Xingyan, hold down the wolf heads of the barbarians and let them become ministers, but this step had to be taken.

After the court, King Rui and the crown prince stayed behind, as if they had something to say.

Shao Mingqi had just passed the coming-of-age ceremony last month, and was dragged by his father to listen to the government. At this time, the rest of the Chengyun Hall were his own family members. Shao Yunlang's sitting figure relaxed, and he pinched his brows with some fatigue .

A person came out from behind the screen, stood behind him, loosened the hairpin for him, tied his long hair loosely with a hair band, and massaged the acupuncture points on his head with moderate force with his fingertips.

Zhuang Hexuan cupped his hands and said, "Uncle Gu."

Gu Yuanzheng nodded, and looked down at Shao Yunlang, "Your Majesty, there is still a month to go, if you stay up late like last night, your body will not be able to bear it."

"What can't bear it?" Shao Yunlang snorted, and thought to himself, "You fucking tossed me all night? I've also suffered. Now you're pretending to be a big-tailed wolf."

But below? There were still two eager-eyed juniors standing there. He couldn't say that, so he just raised his eyes and asked, "Is there anything else you two need to do?"

"Uncle." Zhuang Hexuan took a step forward, and said in a deep voice, "The situation in Cizhou is bound to be stalemate. I think the attitude of most courtiers today is too optimistic. When the battle report comes back in two days, I'm afraid they won't know how to pretend I know how to impeach Marquis Anbei for his ineffective campaign..."

"That's it?" Shao Yunlang raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "How did Lingxu call him? Civil officials don't understand, but I still don't understand? Let them jump around, the tip of impeachment? Just call back. .”

"It's not just this." Zhuang Hexuan smiled, and his peach blossom eyes were full of evil ideas, "Uncle, I think? You can keep your face down and press down these notes, and after this period of time is over, Good news from the southwest, if you lose your temper again and read these scriptures in front of them, they probably won't dare to jump out and point fingers from now on..."

Shao Yunlang listened with his chin propped up, and laughed softly, "When the time comes, reward the Southwest Army. The Ministry of War and the Ministry of Households can also be more generous? You can give your brother Lingxu a bargain."

"Where is it?" Zhuang Hexuan blinked, and said with a sweet smile: "It's also to make uncle's ears quiet in the future."

"Alright." Shao Yunlang took Gu Yuanzheng's hand, grabbed it and squeezed it twice as if no one was there, "Ayuan, you first? Don't press it, come and sit for a while."

Can you hide a person behind the screen, but can't fit a stool or a chair? Gu Yuanzheng did stand for a while, but it was just as long as the courtiers stood. Shao Mingqi moved his sore calf and couldn't help but move Said: "Father, I am so tired from standing."

Then when he saw his father, he rolled his eyes in disgust, and said with a sneer, "Look at this chair? Can it seat three people? If you feel tired, sit on the floor."

Shao Mingqi: "..."

As the only child? Son? What about the doting he should have had?

Father's love is like a landslide.

However, after a while, someone still moved chairs for Shao Mingqi and Zhuang Hexuan? After Shao Mingqi sat down, he began to report in detail on the distribution of grain and grass to the household department.

Some people probably think that the prince is young, so it's okay to have a slight discrepancy in various items, but they don't know that Shao Mingqi's arithmetic homework since he was a child is the account book of the household department? in the eyes.

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and saw his father resting his forehead on one hand, seemingly asleep.

Gu Yuanzheng waved his hand, and said softly: "The amount is not large, so don't say it. You can't change people easily during the war. Qier, just keep an eye on it, and settle the score after autumn."

"Okay." Shao Mingqi got up and said in a low voice, "Father, let's go now."

Gu Yuanzheng nodded: "Go."

The two left Chengyun Hall one by one, and Gu Yuanzheng leaned over, picked him up, and walked to the back? The side hall for rest.

As soon as he moved, Shao Yunlang woke up, looked at him with half-closed eyes, and laughed softly for a long time.

Gu Yuanzheng unconsciously hooked the corners of his lips, and looked down at him. The affection that has remained unchanged for many years now seems to have turned into strong wine, filled in his eyes. Myself? Getting drunk.

"What are you laughing at, Your Majesty?" Gu Yuanzheng asked.

"Laugh at my old Gu, why is he getting more and more handsome?" He clicked his tongue and said, "The charm of a mature man is really unbearable."

"Your Majesty is very sleepy after listening to the account book, but it's refreshing to talk gossip." Gu Yuanzheng put him on the low couch, leaned over to take off his boots, "I heard from A Tao, you opened the window to read the memorial last night? If it gets hot, order people to take the earth dragon..."

Before he could finish his reproach, he was blocked back by His Majesty's familiar kiss.

"I was wrong." Shao Yunlang said sincerely.

However, there was no trace of regret in those brown eyes, so Gu Yuanzheng wanted to laugh.

Shao Yunlang belongs to someone who has been treated favorably over the years. Standing next to Shao Mingqi, he looks like a pair of brothers in appearance, but years of being in power have allowed him to develop a unique temperament of a superior person. Majestic and oppressive.

Only in front of Gu Yuanzheng, he is still himself, laughing recklessly, if others see him, they probably won't think that he is the emperor, but where did he come from, a knight-errant swordsman, a vagabond?

"You're wrong, but you don't change."

Gu Yuanzheng also leaned on the low couch, slipped his hand from his back, and landed on his lower back with his fingertips, the tattoo faded a little, and turned into a light and gentle blue.

"Anyway, I won't change it, so why don't you teach me a lesson? It's not good to waste your tongue and keep your mouth open to do something else?" Shao Yunlang snorted and leaned against him as if he had pulled a bone.

The two touched the memorial in a very tacit understanding. The difference was that Gu Yuanzheng neatly piled up the ones he had read, while Shao Yunlang threw a small piece of it in a mess.

There was a soft sound of charcoal fire in the room, Shao Yunlang raised his hand, and Gu Yuanzheng handed him tea.

Most of the memorials are battle reports, and there are also refugees who turned north because of the renewed war in the southwest.

But Feng Zhezi is different from others, and Shao Yunlang couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Ayuan, look at this." Shao Yunlang handed him the booklet, but couldn't help but talk about the content on it first, laughing while talking, "The prince is getting older, you should prepare for the wedding as soon as possible... no , do they feel that you can't persuade me, and they have turned to my son? "

"Persuading you?" Gu Yuanzheng sharply raised his eyebrows, "Who persuaded you?"

"Cough cough... talk about children, talk about children." Shao Yunlang brought the topic back, "By the way, what's the matter with Yan Lingxu? I've mentioned it to him several times, and I asked him to find someone he likes and settle down with the Yan family. There is a successor, but he has been evading it, saying that the border war has not been settled, and he has no intention of personal affairs?"

Shao Yunlang's face was inexplicable, mysterious? He approached Gu Yuanzheng mysteriously, "A Yuan, did he get hurt somewhere? Why is he so young?"

Gu Yuanzheng was silent.

How to tell Shao Yunlang that Yan Lingxu has a sweetheart, and it's right under his nose? Underneath, the two of them might have spent a long time in their bridal chamber, but it seems impossible for the Yan family to have a successor?

After a long while, Gu Yuanzheng said with difficulty: "Xiao Wu, you also said in the early years that family ties are not only maintained by blood, but also let them do their own things about the juniors? Let them be the masters. If he really did something wrong, you also... ...don't be too angry."

He is Yan Lingxu and Zhuang Hexuan's teacher and their elder, so there is only so much he can help, the rest...

Those two daring brats? Just ask for more? Good luck.

"What did he do wrong?" Shao Yunlang looked at him suspiciously, "I always think? You seem to know something that I don't."

Gu Yuanzheng just smiled.

……

In autumn, the stalemate situation in Cizhou suddenly changed. Yan Lingxu, Marquis of Anbei, used himself as bait to lure the barbarian general China Gele to rush forward rashly, and finally beheaded China's head.

Before that, the civil servants who kept impeaching Yan Lingxu for his inaction were slapped severely. Zhuang Hexuan was wearing a county royal uniform, with a decent smile on his face, smiling as he watched his uncle slap those old things that were holding him back They cursed.

Smiling and laughing, he couldn't laugh anymore.

His uncle's anger wasn't feigned, he really had something in his heart, and these people happened to bump into him again.

He and Shao Mingqi looked at each other, and saw the same doubt in the eyes of His Highness the Prince.

After winning the battle, why is uncle/father really angry with this group of sour scholars?Isn't that right? Awesome...

After the court was over, when only his family members were left in the Chengyun Hall, Shao Yunlang said with a serious face: "Lingxu was injured, the injury was not serious, and the southwest side is not suitable for him to recuperate, A Yuan has already written to Gu San , let him come back and heal Lingxu personally."

Shao Mingqi's face turned ugly for a moment, and the joy of winning the battle disappeared. When his handsome and deep eyebrows became serious, the liveliness and frivolity born of his youth were gone. calm.

If it wasn't for the injury? It was life-threatening, the imperial physician in the palace would naturally be able to deal with it, and asked his third uncle to come out of the mountain in person...

Shao Mingqi raised his eyes and said, "Father, do you need any rare medicinal materials? I'll find them!"

"Ask your father for a bill? Go." Shao Yunlang sighed, he was also anxious, but the specific situation will not be known until someone comes back, thinking about asking Zhuang Hexuan to bring someone to greet him, he turned his head and saw Zhuang Hexuan pale enough Some scary faces.

He is like a brocade that has been exposed to the sun for a long time, the bright colors recede from his lips in an instant, and his dark eyes are gloomy and frightening, like the surface of the sea before the rainstorm.

Shao Yunlang knew that he and Yan Lingxu had a good relationship, but at this moment, he still noticed some subtle emotions.

But before he could get to the bottom of it, Zhuang Hexuan had already turned around and walked out of the hall, throwing down a trembling "I'll pick him up".

……

Yan Lingxu was indeed seriously injured.

He was wounded by an arrow in the back, almost brushing his heart. Although the injury was dangerous, it did not hurt any internal organs. The reason why he traveled thousands of miles to return to Beijing was because the arrow cluster was poisonous, which made people feel cold. The body temperature was extremely low when the poison was released. If he stayed in the freezing southwest, he might lose his life because of it.

Zhuang Hexuan said that he brought people to meet him, but when they left the capital, those people couldn't keep up with him. His horse was a descendant of Shao Yunlang's horse king, and it ran like a thunderbolt. Two horses, he arrived when the convoy had just entered the boundary of Ningzhou.

An injury to the coach will lead to instability in the army, so few people know that Yan Hou has returned to Beijing. Yu Wenlian knows that Yan Lingxu was brought up by Shao Yunlang, so she naturally dare not neglect. Straw, the upper layer is cotton, to minimize bumps as much as possible.

When Zhuang Hexuan lifted the heavy curtain, Yan Lingxu was half lying on the soft pillow. When he saw him, he was stunned, then flustered, his bloodless lips moved, and even raised his hand to cover the bandage on his chest.

Affecting the incompletely healed wound, so painful? He inhaled softly.

"Don't move." With a hoarse voice, Zhuang Hexuan pinched his wrist lightly. He had been outside for a long time by the fire to make sure that his body was free from the cold, and then he got into the carriage.

The car was spacious, but once he got in it was a bit crowded, because the wound was still oozing blood, the small space was full of bloody smell and strong scent of aloes.

This smell has been lingering in my nose for countless nights in the past three years, so fierce? Like a beast that is unwilling to hibernate, it always tries to resist the invasion of his letter, and the dissatisfaction of not being able to completely form a bond makes Zhuang Hexuan bear it. Can't help but suppress again and again, trying to make him surrender.

Yan Lingxu said that he was a little lunatic in bed? However, the sum of all the emotions in those times was not as intense as it is now.

With only a slight difference, he will never be able to wait for this person again.

"Zhuang Hexuan?" Yan Lingxu shook his wrist and said nervously: "Little lunatic? Why do you look so ugly? Why have you lost so much weight? You..."

Putting a finger on his lips, Zhuang Hexuan said softly: "Shh, brother, first? Don't talk, I can't help but cry..."

This sentence was obviously showing weakness, but it contained a cold killing intent, as if what he said was not about crying, but killing.

Yan Lingxu calmed down, and sighed with great sorrow in his heart.

It's not yet time for him to get poisoned at night, what will he do then?

Zhuang Hexuan walked around him carefully, replaced the soft pillow, let Yan Lingxu lean into his arms, looked down at the blood oozing from the gauze, and asked softly, "Half a month? Why is it still bleeding?"

Yan Lingxu thought for a while, and felt that he couldn't hide it from his little ancestor, so he said: "When the poison was born in the middle of the night, it was so cold that I wanted to shrink back, and it was useless to tie it up. If you struggle like this, it won't grow well."

He lost his energy and couldn't sleep well, so he leaned into Zhuang Hexuan's arms relaxedly, half-closed his eyes and said, "Didn't the third master of the Gu family come back? Don't worry, this poison is not as good as your golden beans? I can't help it." life."

Tiangan's strong letter meant that they were not willing to submit to? The other person, at the beginning, was afraid that the little bastard would feel uncomfortable, so he took the initiative to lie down, but he didn't know that the little bastard was two people on the bed and under the bed.

But there was no way, seeing him with tears in his mouth, Yan Lingxu's heart softened.

I didn't cry this time...

But it's better to cry, Yan Lingxu thought angrily.

In the evening, I found a shop to stay, and the attendants began to bustle around. There was a charcoal basin burning in the house, and more than twenty hand warmers were stuffed in the quilt. The people coming and going were sweating hotly. Yan Lingxu's complexion got worse and worse.

Zhuang Hexuan was only wearing his middle coat, and his hair was sweating, while Yan Lingxu, who was trapped in the quilt, had already started to chatter his teeth.

He hugged Yan Lingxu, feeling the abnormal body temperature, and the softest part of his heart felt like being stabbed by an invisible knife? Little by little.

"Xiaoxuan..." Yan Lingxu stumbled and said, "Brother...it's okay...don't be afraid..."

But soon, he was speechless.

The scorching body temperature made Yan Lingxu want to hug him tightly, but Zhuang Hexuan didn't dare to let him use force, fearing that he would affect the wound, so he could only grab his wrist desperately, pressing his leg against his leg.

It was only in the middle of the night that Zhuang Hexuan realized that the poison was not alarmist. The person in his arms gradually stopped struggling and lay stiff. If someone who didn't know saw this scene, he would definitely think...

Fear is like a swamp, cold and sticky from the ankles, swallowing people up bit by bit, Zhuang Hexuan put his ear close to Yan Lingxu's chest, listening to the slow heartbeat, knocking on the eardrum one after another, the trembling feeling in his whole body receded a little Some.

"Brother..." The delicate kisses fell on Wei Liang's neck, ears, nose tip, and lips, and Zhuang Hexuan murmured: "It's okay, it's almost dawn..."

When the dawn broke, Zhuang Hexuan, who had been tense all night, finally let go of Yan Lingxu's wrist. His eyes, which had not closed all night, were swollen and sore. He stared at the light shining through the window lattice, and suddenly remembered something related to ? Things that are not relevant at this time.

He suddenly understood Shen Rui, and understood the determination to follow one person despite everything.

……

The barbarian probably wanted to blackmail Shao Yunlang with this strange poison, but Gu Yuanshu took a look after he came, and then he just smiled slightly and said arrogant words in a gentle tone.

"It's a bit troublesome. It's easy to detoxify, but I'm afraid it will take half a year to completely eradicate the residual poison. It's right to let him return to Beijing. His health is very good, and he will be fine after half a year of care." Gu Yuanshu cupped his hands and said : "Your Majesty, I want to give him an injection, please find someone to help me support him..."

Before Shao Yunlang could speak, Zhuang Hexuan said hoarsely, "I'll do it."

A group of people hurried into the room again.

Shao Yunlang let go of his hanging heart, and grabbed Shao Mingqi who was about to slip away with his backhand.

Gu Yuanzheng didn't come today, ten people around the hospital bed are not as useful as a doctor, so he arranged things properly and went to Chengyun Hall to deal with government affairs. He couldn't ask Gu Yuanzheng, so he grabbed Shao Mingqi by the back collar. It looked like father and son? The two hooked up shoulder to shoulder, but in fact they carried him into the water pavilion half-coercively.

Shao Yunlang waved his hand and ordered: "You all go down."

Atao led the people out of the water pavilion quietly, leaving the father and son behind.

Shao Mingqi's brown eyes rolled around, and he picked up the apple on the side and stuffed it into Shao Yunlang's hand, "Father, eat the apple haha."

He took his father's hand first, so that if his father really wanted to beat him up, he could dodge with only one hand left.

Hey, he's such a smart little guy.

Shao Yunlang narrowed his eyes slowly, looked him up and down at his well-dressed, well-groomed eldest son, and said in a soft voice: "Niannian, don't you think? Xuan'er is too nervous?"

"Is there?" Shao Mingqi smiled dryly, Brother Xin Daoxuan, today I will go all out for our brotherhood, if you still don't hide it, don't blame your brother.

He pretended to be puzzled and said: "Uncle's injury is hard for everyone, right? Father, didn't you find that I was also nervous? We grew up together, so the relationship is naturally very good."

"Oh..." Shao Yunlang raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, "Then why can't you sleep all night? Are you sleepy, can't eat, lost your mind, and lost a lot of weight?"

Every time he said a word, he took a step closer, and finally "slapped" Apple on his son? On the forehead, "When did they get together?!"

Shao Mingqi rubbed the red mark on his forehead, pouted and said, "Father, you also know that the two of them got together, how could it be possible at that time? Take me with you?"

Shao Yunlang: "..."

He raised his leg and kicked Shao Mingqi's ass, gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you still want to get in? The young man is playing wild?!"

Shao Mingqi didn't overreact when he saw his father, he was relieved, and smiled while hiding: "Father! I don't have it! Don't worry! I only like the fragrant and soft little Dikun!"

Back then, who didn't just like the delicate and soft Kun...

Shao Yunlang held his forehead, was speechless for a while, and moaned like a toothache after a while: "What is this called..."

Shao Mingqi leaned over, sat down by Shao Yunlang, squeezed his shoulders for him, and said with a smile: "Father, brother Xuan and uncle are all the pillars of Wen Neng? Dingguo, Wu Neng? ?Leaving a name in history, this is all your credit!"

"Don't flatter you, too." Shao Yunlang snorted, and said after a while: "I can't take it easy for a while, their seniority is wrong? Ah...wrong? Seniority doesn't matter, I thought Yan Lingxu came from somewhere The problem is, he kept it a secret? It is strict! Even if I know, can I still strangle them to death? No way?"

"I think? They are afraid that you will be disappointed." Shao Mingqi said slowly: "The two of them are not afraid of the world? The only thing they are afraid of is that you will be disappointed."

Shao Yunlang was silent for a moment, slapped him on the back of his hand, stood up and said coldly: "You pack up and prepare to go to Chengyun Hall to oversee the country, small things yourself? Make up your mind, and discuss big things with your father."

Shao Mingqi: "Father? Why are you going?"

"I want to drive my own conquest." Shao Yunlang sneered and said, "Go to Shuofangyuan to meet those two barbarian brats? They dare to hurt my younger brother without having three heads, and don't weigh his neck? Is one dog's head enough for me? Chopped."

With a flick of his dark golden sleeves, he strode out of the water pavilion, leaving Shao Mingqi in a daze.

As expected of his father, that is...

Help!He said something for brother Xuan and uncle, how could he return it to himself? Take over the mess? What's the matter?

Prince? His Highness rubbed the back of his red hand and sighed with melancholy.

Such a thing as a personal conquest by the royal driver, one time is raw? Two time is familiar, not to mention that now that the Central Plains is stable, there are still princes and queens in the court.

One night before departure, Shao Yunlang took a look at Yan Lingxu.

Zhuang Hexuan is not here at the moment, and went to make medicine for Yan Lingxu. He is a little nervous now, wishing he could do everything by himself, and I don't know when this problem will be resolved.

When Yan Lingxu saw him coming in, he wanted to stand up and salute, but Shao Yunlang held him down with one hand.

"You have been very polite since you were a child?" Shao Yunlang lifted his clothes, sat on a stool beside him, his eyes fell on him deeply, "I'm going to the southwest, do you have anything to say to me?"

"Brother." Yan Lingxu pursed his lower lip, and said softly, "I'll take revenge on myself."

"It's not just to avenge you." Shao Yunlang's eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "But Luo Bu has surrendered to the King of Eastern Liao, and I have an old debt with him, which has been on my mind for many years... You have nothing else Want to say it? I can’t beat you up while you’re injured, why don’t you hurry up and say it.”

Yan Lingxu looked at him for a long time, his two pairs of brown eyes met. After a long while, he still struggled to sit up straight, then lowered his head and said, "Brother, I'm with Xiaoxuan, I'm to blame for this, don't scold him .”

Shao Yun laughed loudly, "Is it? Even if you have this kind of thought, you can only hide it for yourself. Can you? At this point, it must be Zhuang Hexuan who hooked up with you."

Yan Lingxu lowered her head, her voice was low and hoarse, "Brother, it's my fault."

"I didn't say anything, you don't need to rush to admit your mistake." Shao Yunlang took out an orange from the jade plate on the side, tore open the orange peel, and the faint fruity fragrance spread, diluting the scent of aloes in the nasal cavity .

The slightly sluggish letter clearly told Shao Yunlang that the child who couldn't even read "March in the Army" had grown up.

"There will inevitably be some gossip in the future." Shao Yunlang put the orange into Yan Lingxu's hands, "You have to protect Xiaoxuan, or I won't spare you."

Yan Lingxu raised his head, hesitated to speak for a while, and finally nodded and said, "I see."

After Shao Yunlang left, a head poked out from the side hall.

Shao Mingqi smiled and leaned over, "Uncle, what did I say, I said it quickly while I was injured, my father, he can't do anything now."

Yan Lingxu looked at the orange in his hand. The half month's worries had passed in such an understatement. Not only did his brother not reprimand him, but there was also a veiled protection in what he said.

This person is both brother and father to him, and it is very important to Yan Lingxu to get Shao Yunlang's permission.

Just ...

His brother seems to think something wrong.

……

On the day of the expedition, Zhuang Hexuan actually went with Shao Yunlang. The crown prince? After seeing him off, he went back to Longchen Hall to find Gu Yuanzheng, and after searching around, he found the spear practicer in the martial arts field behind the hall.

The spear that Shao Mingqi had coveted for a long time was like a dragon in the hands of Gu Yuanzheng. The shadow of the spear flickered like a wind and thunder. Still carrying a murderous intent.

Shao Mingqi sat on the steps with his chin resting on his shoulders. Seeing his father retreating, he asked with puzzled eyes: "Father, you actually agreed to my father's personal conquest? How did he convince you?"

The tall and tall figure paused for a moment before saying nonchalantly, "Your father hasn't been back to the southwest for a long time, so let him go out and have fun for a few days..."

"Ah chirp—" Shao Yunlang rubbed the tip of his nose on Shuofangyuan, and muttered, "I feel like someone is thinking about me, it must be my family, Ayuan."

Zhuang Hexuan, who was in the bridle with him, looked at him, "Uncle, there is a lot of wind and sand outside the Great Wall. You haven't come back for so many years, can you still bear it?"

"I think you are looking for a draw."

Shao Yunlang raised the horsewhip in his hand, but it was just a gesture. In these years, apart from making the three cubs suffer some beatings in terms of kung fu, Shao Yunlang only talked about it at other times.

"What are you doing here?" Shao Yunlang glanced at him lazily, "Don't put Yan Lingxu on your belt, can you? Don't worry?"

Zhuang Hexuan laughed twice, narrowed his peach blossom eyes comfortably, and said slowly: "Gentleman? Revenge, it's too late for a year, I'll practice with my uncle, by the way..."

His eyes were as cold as ice, "Prepare a generous gift for those two barbarian princes."

In the winter of this year, Ke Luobu was ordered to lead his troops to attack Qiushui Pass, but he was ambushed by Dazhao on the way and captured alive.

The barbarians were waiting for Dazhao and? They used hostages to negotiate, and they also made up their minds that if the asking price was too high, then Rob would give up. They knew how much a tribe was worth.

But Dazhao didn't propose an exchange condition for a long time.

Just when Ke Luobu's tribe couldn't hold back and panicked, a fast horse came back dragging a rag bag, and the bag? It contained King Ke Luobu.

It's just that the flesh on his legs has been plucked clean, and there are only two bone bones left below the knees, which are in danger of not falling off. Even if he can save his life, the rest of his life can only be spent in a wheelchair up.

In the spring of the 22nd year of Shengqi, Yan Lingxu returned to Qiushuiguan. At this time, the situation in the Southwest War was different from that of years ago. The two barbarian brothers broke up for some reason. The eldest prince? It took away a large number of young men.

The divided barbarians are not to be feared. The good news from the front line comes repeatedly, but Yan Lingxu is still suspicious of why they broke up. He always feels that this timing is too ingenious.

"Brother wants to know?" Zhuang Hexuan winked at him slyly, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "I'll go to your tent tonight and tell you."

Yan Lingxu coughed, "During war, don't mess around."

However, when they reunited after a long absence, even though he couldn't help but think about it in his heart, Zhuang Hexuan just smiled with peachy eyes, and indeed he came over in the middle of the night.

"Brother, don't scream." His eyes were amazingly bright in the night, like a wolf cub who has only tasted the smell of blood after being hungry for a long time. "Brother, I want to know how the two princes of the barbarians broke up? Simple, because they're not as close as we are..."

Yan Lingxu snorted and cursed in a low voice: "Don't you fucking call me brother at this moment..."

"You don't like it?" Zhuang Hexuan kissed his tightly biting lips, and said with a smile: "Then...according to seniority, let's call him Uncle."

"roll!"

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In the midwinter of the 23rd year of Shengqi, together with the sound of New Year's firecrackers, the entire Dazhao was blown up, and there was news of the recovery of Xingyan Eleven Prefectures.

I don't know how many veterans were crying at the Shangyuan Palace banquet. Many people got drunk that night, but not including His Majesty the Emperor who is destined to go down in history.

He pretended to be drunk and asked Shao Mingqi to stay in the village. He took Gu Yuanzheng and ran to the Zhijin River early to watch the lanterns.

The two walked side by side, with the same black cloak almost indistinguishable from each other. Under the cloak, the two clasped their hands. Shao Yunlang hooked Gu Yuanzheng's palm, and asked him with a smile: "Now that Xingyan Eleven States have recovered, Does Gu Xiang, who is supposed to go down in history, have any thoughts?"

Gu Yuanzheng raised his hand to hold the cloak tighter for him, his expression remained calm, but the pure black pupils reflected the exploding fireworks, enveloping the little figure in his eyes brightly.

"You..." Shao Yunlang coughed, "Old husband and wife, don't seduce people with your eyes."

Gu Yuanzheng smiled, held his hand, and continued to move forward, "Although I am not a virtuous minister, I am also a virtuous empress. If your majesty's name is left in history, after a thousand years, your name and mine will still be honored by the empress." People write in one place, so I am very satisfied."

"That's right." Shao Yunlang also smiled, looked up at the scattered stars against the fireworks, and suddenly said, "A Yuan, let me abdicate and let that kid Shao Mingqi be the unlucky emperor."

Gu Yuanzheng knew that this was not a joke. If you asked Chu Xin, Shao Yunlang didn't want to sit in that position, so he replied in a low voice: "Okay... then where does Xiao Wu want to go after stepping down?"

"Go to Yunzhou, Ningzhou, and see the newly recovered eleven states..." Shao Yunlang's eyes brightened as he talked, and he shook the hands they held, "This was originally your plan when we were young, but it was just postponed." After a long time, I take care of your body? How can your bones be? Can you resist the wind and rain?"

Gu Yuanzheng said lightly: "Can? Can't? Your Majesty should know best."

"Hahaha..." Shao Yunlang laughed dryly, then changed the subject and said, "It's just the poor brat? Tsk tsk... After all, he's a little waste? He hasn't found a queen who can help him approve the memorials."

Shao Mingqi, who was far away in the imperial confinement, was exchanging cups with the officials, sneezed.

Rubbing his nose?, he muttered, "Why does it feel like someone is plotting against me..."

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I should be able to finish the episode of King Zhuang Xiaojun in one go. If it’s long, I’ll post it together the day after tomorrow, okay~