Reincarnation of the powerful minister

"Hit and don't fight hard, retreat and refuse to retreat simply, what's the point of clinging around like a bullfly! Fucking bunch of annoying northern barbarians!"

King Yu shot an arrow over a Beimo cavalry soldier on horseback, and heard Hua Ling cursing beside him.

It's no wonder that Hua Ling scolded her mother, this Beimo cavalry must have followed them from a distance for several days, and attacked the camp in the middle of the night, but they did not engage in hand-to-hand combat, but mainly harassed them.As soon as they chased, the opponent quickly retreated, and when they stopped, the opponent shot randomly with bows and arrows, and as soon as they retreated, they chased after them and continued to provoke.

King Yu could see that this was deliberately delaying time and wasting their troops here.Immediately said to Hua Ling: "I suspect that the enemy army is building plank roads in the open, and they are hiding in Chen Cang. You are in charge of suppressing the formation, but be careful not to fall into the trick of luring the enemy. Don't chase after the enemy army retreats more than [-] miles. I will go back to the camp to have a look." .”

Hua Ling clasped her fists and said, "Don't worry, general, just leave this place to the last general."

King Yu turned around and left the battlefield at Taniguchi, and his horse Changzhao went straight to the temporary camp, but it was quiet, as if nothing had happened.King Yu got off his horse and walked to the tent, and saw Jing Hongzhui sitting cross-legged on a tree root by the lake bank, with her long sword on her lap, and she was meditating with her eyes closed.

"Qinghe is sleeping in a tent?" King Yu asked.

Jing Hongzhui did not respond.King Yu's heart skipped a beat, he stepped over and opened the curtain door in two or three steps, and there was no one in the tent, he turned his head and asked sharply, "Where's Qinghe?"

Jing Hongzhui opened her eyes, pressed the sword with one hand, and pressed the wine jar beside her with the other: "You have two choices, one, fight with me all night, or two, drink all night with me. Choose!"

King Yu gritted his teeth: "You are really unreliable, let Qinghe go!" He looked at the dark Populus euphratica forest on the other side of the valley, and immediately jumped towards his mount.

With a swipe of Jing Hong's chasing palm, the dead leaves on the ground swirled like a tornado, and each leaf contained the purest sword intent, wrapping King Yu's body in mid-air in dense zhenqi, and dragging him towards him.

King Yu yelled angrily, and used all his energy to shake the dead leaves around him into powder, but the man had already been pulled to sit on the root of the tree, and a jar of wine was thrown into his arms immediately.

Jing Hong chased and patted the clay off the wine jar in her hand, and said calmly: "You can't beat me, but you might be able to beat me when you drink."

King Yu held back his breath and said, "Your indulgence without bottom line will only harm Qinghe! Look outside the valley entrance, Daming's army is still fighting against the Beimo cavalry, and you just let him go to a private meeting with the enemy chieftain. Jing Hong is chasing you... I wonder if you deliberately want to ruin Qing He's official career and reputation, so that he can take him away alone?"

Jing Hongzhui took a sip of wine for herself, and turned her head to look at him: "Do you really trust your lord? Whether he loses power or loses his memory."

King Yu was taken aback by the question, and frowned unconsciously: "Of course I believe in Qinghe's vision and ability, but some evil things will not follow his wishes."

"—For example, those things you did to adults back then?"

A trace of pain and remorse flashed in King Yu's eyes, but he didn't answer.

Jing Hong chased after seeing it, and asked again unmoved: "So you are so annoyed this time because you are worried that the adult after amnesia will be hurt again. Besides? Is it also because you fell into the eyes of the adult? Altan, the old enemy on the battlefield, makes it difficult for you to accept?"

"..."

"You want to use Altan's head to prove to the emperor and the court that your lordship is right. You want your lord's move to let you go out of the capital to become one of his political achievements instead of a blemish. ,Yes or no?"

King Yu looked up at Jing Hong and chased him, and suddenly remembered that in the border fort that day, the military criminals threw two wolves into the room of the new superintendent, and when he knew who the superintendent was, he broke out in a cold sweat and rushed over Apologize.In that closed room, not only the newly appointed Su Qinghe, but also the guard Jing Hong chased after him.

"In less than a month since you regained power in the military, your murderous reputation has spread to the capital, causing a lot of controversy in the court, saying that you killed non-commissioned officers indiscriminately and tightened military laws in order to cleanse dissidents in the army and cultivate your own power. Nostalgia for the old emperor, even more arrogant and disobedient to the new emperor."

Hearing the courtiers' harsh criticism, King Yu smiled instead of anger: "What about Qinghe, what do you think?"

"I miss you..." The room was quiet for a few seconds, and then there was a loud shout, "I miss you, go and win a f*cking battle quickly, so that those chattering officials can shut up! It's not in vain Little Zhu and I fought [-] rounds of wits and courage, and finally got out of Beijing to serve as your military supervisor for a few months!"

This is not a war of supervising the army, it is clearly here to help him stabilize the situation and eliminate dissent.

King Yu laughed loudly.

He took a step forward, leaned forward and pressed his forehead against the door panel, and said in a low voice, "Since Su Yushi said so, then I have to hold Altan's head to see me, so as to be worthy of Su Yushi's painstaking efforts .”

After waking up from the brief trance, King Yu laughed self-deprecatingly: "Why does it have to be Altan...Qinghe prefers him, even if it's because of amnesia, it's a great irony to me."

Only then was Jing Hongzhui slightly moved, and lightly knocked the wine jar in his arms with the wine jar in his hand: "Drink."

King Yu patted Kaifeng mud and poured it into the mouth of the altar.

Jing Hong pursued: "That day you left in a hurry because of the military situation, and you didn't enter the house, and you didn't have time to hear what your lord said later. Your lord said that there are other ways to go between the two countries besides war, and it's not a simple matter. Talking about paying tribute, but... diplomacy. If your lord wants to implement the idea of ​​great power diplomacy in his heart, then Altan is the one who is most likely to communicate with the leaders of the Northern Desert."

King Yu was stunned, and asked, "Diplomatism? Did Qinghe tell you? Before or after amnesia?"

"I said it before the amnesia. After the amnesia, I have forgotten all the old loves, but I am not ambiguous about the national policy and strategy. It is in the same line as before the amnesia." Jing Hongzhui took a sip of wine with some emotion, "As expected of a lord. "

King Yu pondered for a moment, then sighed: "It seems that Altan may not be our real rival in love—maybe it is in this world."

"Who is 'us' to you?" Jing Hong gave him a sideways glance, but slightly lifted the wine jar in her hand.

King Yu leaned over to touch the altar with him: "After drinking this, don't force me to let go, I will go back to support Hua Ling."

Jing Hong chased after him: "There is no need. The Beimo cavalry outside the valley's entrance have already retreated, but Hua Ling did not chase after them. I heard the sound of the Jingbei army's returning horseshoes."

"I also guessed that it was the team sent by Altan to attack the west, so it was just entanglement, not a deadly battle. And he took the opportunity to sneak in from the other side of the valley and take Qinghe away, right?"

"Correct."

"I entrusted Qinghe to your protection, and you are so generous that you opened the door for that northern barbarian." Yu Wang frowned unwillingly, "You just said, either fight with me all night, or drag me to drink all night, This 'one night'... is the time limit?"

"This is the time limit I gave my lord. Since your lord has agreed to me, he will abide by the agreement." Jing Hong chased and stroked the long sword "oath", with a glorious and introverted calm on her face, "If you don't come back after dawn, you will It means that he could not tame Altan, but was forcibly detained. Then I will kill Altan with my own hands to prevent future troubles."

King Yu was silent for a moment, raised the altar to touch him again: "I remember when you and I first met, I wanted to recruit you."

Jing Hong thought about it for a while: "I remember you said at that time, 'It's a pity that the pearl is covered with dust. It's better to abandon the dark and turn to the bright. This king will let the past go, and I will use you again'."

"Now it seems that my eyesight has always been good." King Yu poured his head up and poured the wine, and the liquid that he hadn't swallowed in time snaked down his jaw and neck, and wet his clothes, "It's a pity, I can't drink a thousand glasses." Drunk. This night, I can only wait for dawn."

Jing Hong pursued: "The true energy in my body is self-generated day and night, and it circulates continuously, and the power of alcohol cannot be invaded. This night, I will wait for the dawn with you."

When Hua Ling led the army back to the camp, what he saw was this scene that surprised him - the unrestrained General Jingbei of their family, sitting side by side with the cold-faced and taciturn master swordsman bodyguard by the lake On the root of the knotted and arched Populus euphratica tree, looking at the shimmering water surface under the moonlight, we drank together with the wine jar and chatted a few words from time to time.

The atmosphere was so harmonious, as if those who were jealous before... Hua Ling shook his head, and those tit for tat had become an illusion.

Su Yan was held on horseback by Altan and galloped across the cold winter wilderness on a moonlit night.The golden and withered Populus euphratica forest, the sparkling lake under the moonlight, the clumps of white grass with the remaining snow...all fly backward in the howling wind around you.

Altan wrapped his whole body in the silver fox fur that he had taken off, only revealing a pair of brilliant phoenix eyes, which narrowed slightly in the strong wind.

"Where are you taking me?" Su Yan raised his head back, looking at the neck with the gold collar above him, and asked Altan.

Altan leaned over and rubbed his chin against the silver fox fur on his head: "Just follow me. We're almost there."

After galloping like this for less than half an hour, Su Yan reckoned that he was tens of miles away from the Jingbei Army camp, and couldn't help asking: "You don't want to take me back to Qile and Lin, do you? It's too far away, would you It’s too late to detoxify.”

Altan laughed: "Unig has always been worried about my death from poisoning, and the ten-day deadline must have been carefully calculated."

Su Yan blushed, and said firmly: "I said I don't want you to die, because the advice can't be offered in vain, and I never give up halfway."

"Coincidentally, neither do I." Altan smiled and slowed his horse, stopping on a low slope covered with frost grass. "We are here, Unig."

Su Yan pulled down the fox fur that covered his nose and mouth, and looked around, he couldn't see anything clearly in the darkness.

Altan took down the bow and arrow hanging on the tip rope, wrapped the arrowhead's kerosene on the fire fold and ignited it, then drew the bow like a full moon, and shot an arrow into the darkness——

The rocket dragged its flame tail like a meteor, and landed on the firewood pile on the ground, instantly bursting into flames.Pine resin was poured on the firewood, and it ignited quickly. I saw two parallel lines of fire spreading into the night, forming a three-foot-wide passageway with bright light leaping into gold.

The flame channel burned farther and farther, and it was as long as a hundred feet. At the end, along the dug trench, round after round of semicircular bonfires were lit from the inside to the outside, surrounding a white and spacious ceiling in the center layer by layer. dome tent.

Su Yan let out a "huh" in amazement, thinking that if looking down from the night sky, it would be like a giant pattern drawn by flames gradually lighting up on the dark ground, the scene must be very spectacular.

After dismounting from the horse with Su Yan in his arms, Ale Tan stretched out a hand to him, with the palm facing upwards, in an invitation gesture: "When we Beimo people welcome their relatives, the newlyweds must both pass through the door of fire and accept the baptism of Vulcan, so that after marriage The relationship is more steadfast. You don’t want to hold a wedding in public, so can you accompany me through the gate of fire in this uninhabited wilderness, and finish the path of the holy fire?”

Su Yan couldn't refuse, and with a little guilt for hurting Sheng Khan's face by running away from marriage, he put his hand in his palm.

Altan took Su Yan's hand, and walked along the long trail under the light of the fire on both sides, and came to the dome tent in the central open space.

The bonfires in circles outside turned this open space in the cold winter wilderness into a palace of warm flames.Altan said with regret: "Compared to the Golden Palace tent that was built before, it is too simple, and I have wronged my Ke Dun."

Su Yan shook his head: "I can't be the Holy Khan's Kedun, so I don't have any grievances. This place is very good, quiet and warm, and the visual effect of the rocket igniting just now is really amazing."

Altan laughed and said: "Originally, there was a ceremony of kneeling and asking for names in weddings, which was called 'begging for titles'. The groom had to kneel to the bride and tried every means to ask the bride's baby name. If the bride refused to answer, the groom had to grow up. I can't afford to kneel. The name 'Unig' was chosen by me, even if I took advantage of it for nothing, but my sincerity and sincerity, I must ask you to test it."

As he spoke, Altan half-kneeled solemnly, took out a flat and long gold box from his arms, and held it in front of Su Yan with both hands.

Su Yan was startled by the sudden kneeling, subconsciously moved aside.Altan turned around naturally, and Su Yan had to squat down in a half-embarrassed manner: "I can't stand Holy Khan's kneeling, it's not a real wedding."

After squatting down, he realized that the poor figure that was so easy to get closer was pulled away again, as if he was looking up from a high mountain, and his neck hurt when he looked up, it seemed that standing was more appropriate.

He took the box and opened it, and saw that it was a roll of colored silk. After unfolding it, he read it carefully by the firelight, and the corners of his brows and eyes were stained with surprise and approval: "Altan, you accepted my policy theory?! This is for Da Ming. The letter of credence is also well written, and the scale is well grasped, which not only releases the negotiation intention, but also does not lose the state and the dignity of the king."

Altan pulled him up together and asked, "Is Unig satisfied with my sincerity?"

Su Yan nodded, pondering, "Please leave the credentials with me. I will find a suitable time to meet Emperor Daming and discuss this matter."

He originally wanted to say that he would ask King Yu for recommendation, but then he thought: Didn't King Yu just fight Altan?It's better not to talk about him, lest Altan get angry.Besides, the identity of the original owner is awesome enough, the cabinet minister, the emperor's teacher—even if it's just a teacher in name, isn't it enough for him to talk about political affairs in front of the young emperor?

Altan asked: "I know you want to go to Mingguo to offer advice, but I don't want you to leave so quickly... When do you plan to leave?"

Su Yan said: "Leave early tomorrow morning."

Altan's face was slightly gloomy, and he hugged him horizontally without saying a word.Su Yan let out a cry of surprise, and almost threw the letter of credence on the ground, quickly rolled it up, put it back into the gold box, and closed the lid.

He only cared about collecting the credentials, while Altan had already opened the curtain door and carried him into the dome tent. He took off the boots of both of them at the stove in the entrance, and stepped up to the floor.

The floor is one foot above the ground, and it is a wooden plank erected at the bottom of the dome. The wooden plank is covered with waterproof oilcloth and thick felt, and then covered with a wool carpet with exquisite patterns.The person who arranged it felt that the carpet was not soft enough, so they added a layer of sable fur at the innermost part of the dome tent. The mattress made of the sable fur was more than ten feet square, and there were several piles of it. Goose feather pillow.

Except for the low cabinet for drinking water near the door, there is no second piece of furniture in the entire circular dome tent, just like a large fur bed built on the spot, primitive and luxurious.

Altan placed Su Yan in the center of the soft fur, and sat cross-legged facing each other.

A few long-lit chandeliers hanging from the vault illuminate the entire dome. Su Yan looks at the golden beads in Altan's braids, the leather eyebrows inlaid with green jade on his forehead, and the thin and large gold circles. Earrings, a gold collar more than three inches wide, shaped like a condor's wings... I feel a little dizzy.

It is not dizzy by the light of gold and gemstones - so many jewelry, put it on ordinary people, it is too overwhelming, but it can be worn on the dark skin and white curly hair of Beimo Shenghan in front of him, but it fits his body and temperament very well, from luxury There is a burst of wildness and exotic style in it.

It was because he realized what he was going to face next.

Su Yan said dryly: "Altan, I have other ideas about detoxification...you give me the dagger first."

Altan raised his eyebrows, as if mocking his futile efforts, but he still pulled out the dagger from his waist and handed it over: "This is yours, return it to its original owner."

"It's okay. I'll give it to you. I'll borrow it." Su Yan was satisfied when he took back the small scorpion crossbow and scythe. Although the dagger was broken, it was too sharp for him to worry about, so he gave it to Al Tan.

When the sharp blade was pressed lightly on the pulp of the finger, blood beads came out. Su Yan thought for a while and thought it might not be enough, so he slashed on the wrist again.As soon as Altan grabbed his hand holding the dagger, his eyes showed nervousness and displeasure: "If you don't like it, just use it to stab me! Why cut yourself?"

Su Yan put the bleeding finger between his lips, and said seriously: "Try to feed you my blood to see if it can detoxify you. Isn't the poison caused by my blood contaminating your tattoos?" Is it right? As the saying goes, wherever poisonous snakes appear, there must be an antidote within a hundred steps. I think there is no loss if you try it, maybe you will be able to detoxify after drinking it."

Altan snatched the dagger with his hands, put it back into the sheath and threw it far away, but still held his finger in his mouth, rubbed his knuckles lightly with his teeth, and licked the wound on his fingertip with the tip of his tongue.

Su Yan couldn't help but think of the previous dream where he was licked wet by the beast's tongue, blushed and drew back his fingers, wiping the saliva on the hem of his clothes.

Altan licked the blood on his lips.Su Yan observed his expression and asked, "Do you feel anything?"

"Have."

Su Yan was pleasantly surprised: "Detoxified?"

"I don't know if the poison is cured or not. But here," Altan took his uncut hand and pressed it against the protruding robe under his waist, "it feels very good."

Su Yan froze, the hair all over his body exploded.

He stammered: "Ah, Altan, I think there may be, there are other ways, let's think about it, think about it..."

"Unig, are you going to break your promise?"

"No...but I..."

"Unig, have you never done it before, are you afraid? Don't be afraid, I haven't either."

"Aren't you afraid without me?! It depends on your size, what if there is a bloody murder scene—"

"Unig, I said I wouldn't hurt you, don't you believe me?"

Su Yan was driven to the point of no return, he gritted his teeth and said, "Is there any spirits? Bring me a jar!"

Altan was stunned for a moment, then got up and went to the low table at the door to fetch a cowhide wine bag, unplugged it and handed it to him.

Su Yan drank half of his skin, feeling that the alcohol was as pungent as a knife, and it went straight from his throat to the top of his skull.He coughed a few times, and put the wine sac back into Altan's hand: "You drink too, drink it up!"

Altan drank the rest of the wine, his face was not flushed, and his heart was beating wildly.

Su Yan blushed, and squinted at him: "How come you can't handle such a strong wine? Go drink another bag."

I can't get drunk after drinking three more bags, but Unig, if I get drunk, I really want to rush to be my husband.Altan thought with a half-smile, and changed another bag full in the past, and continued to drink it up.

He drank too fast, the strength of the alcohol surged up, and Su Yan's body was a little floating.His mind is still clear, but it is not the same as his usual self, as if some things that are restrained, particularly cared about, and stubbornly guarded for face are all anesthetized by this alcohol smell.

He stared at Altan for a long time, and slowly revealed a satisfied smile: "You look really exciting... Forget it, I'm not bad!"

At his smile, Altan's blood was about to boil, and he reached out to undo the belt around his waist.Su Yan grabbed his two fingers: "Why should I wait to be stripped by you like a lamb, can't I strip you?"

"Okay." Altan spread his arms without hesitation, "My Unig, come and strip me naked."

Wine is not only cowardly, but also lustful. Su Yan crawled over on both hands and feet, and pulled Sheng Khan's belt and skirt vigorously, and quickly stripped off the inner and outer leather robes, leaving only a pair of shorts with a small nose.

The light shone on the satin-smooth dark skin, and the gold ring reflected a seductive shimmer, making Su Yan's mouth dry.He moved his face closer, and smelled a faint fragrance of flowers and plants, but he couldn't tell what it was. He just thought it smelled sweet and pleasant, so he couldn't help but reached out and touched his chest muscles: "...is it oiled? It smells so good. "

Altan breathed heavily, and his voice was a little hoarse: "It is a holy oil made by extracting essential oil from the resin of the sacred tree and soaking it in the dried Zamonmon flowers. Before I came to see you, I bathed in the glacier and used holy I spread the oil all over my body, and I brought some more.”

Su Yan thought dizzily: What a sensible patient, he even prepares lubrication for himself.Then he, a doctor who detoxifies and saves people, is embarrassed to go into battle.

The next moment, he tore off Altan's shorts, then froze, blinked in disbelief, half of the alcoholic blush on his cheeks faded in an instant. "You fucking... want to kill someone!" Su Yan shuddered, and all self-anesthesia failed.

He retreated abruptly, and fled towards the door of the tent, rolling and crawling.

Altan grabbed Su Yan's ankle and pulled it back easily, like a hunter catching a fleeing fox.He used his body and limbs to prop up a cage, enclosing the trembling prey.

Su Yan was about to cry: "I broke my promise, I repented, you go find someone else! I won't do it even if I die, I will die if I do it!"

For the first time, Altan experienced the feeling of being rejected because of his natural talent. He sighed silently, said nothing, and lowered his head to kiss his lips.