After the emperor got married, he collapsed and set up

The sky is getting dark gradually, and the New Year's Eve is just after midnight. At this time, the capital must be full of singing and dancing, and it will be very lively.However, the garrison guarding the city at the Qingzhou border was waiting for the commander in armor and ready for battle because of his sudden return, holding unlit torches and sharp weapons in his hands, like sharp arrows on the string, just waiting for orders.

In front of the coach account, Xiao Jinghe was quickly looking through the distribution of troops currently stationed at the gate of Qingzhou City and the records of grain, grass and weapons in place.

"General, Vice General Jiang has arrived."

Xiao Jinghe turned his head, just in time to see Jiang Qing who had already put on a suit of armor, and Shen Xiangliu who was behind him in a man's attire of a scholar.

"Go." Xiao Jinghe didn't ask anything, just nodded to Jiang Qing lightly, and then said to Shen Xiangliu, "Don't walk around."

Shen Xiangliu was not surprised by Xiao Jinghe's solemnity and talkativeness at this time, because it all represented more settlements after autumn, but there was one thing...

"Just now on the way I came here with the stupid goose, I passed a group of elite soldiers, the leader was the one who drove you before." Shen Xiangliu said with a smile, "I probably glanced at it, and there were only a hundred of them. The direction should be to go around the enemy's back from the west."

Jiang Qing recognized it, but after the man clasped his fists at Jiang Qing from a distance, he led the team and rode away. Jiang Qing only thought that the team had other tasks and it was inconvenient to ask more questions, but Shen Xiangliu knew that there was no one in Qingzhou now. Xiao Jinghe is not the only one.

Xiao Jinghe squeezed the booklet tightly.

Why did An Yi disobey the order and leave Yang Yanqing and the little emperor? !

Suddenly, Xiao Jinghe remembered the token that Yang Yanqing had given at the beginning of the marriage because Yang Yanqing was going to start repairs in the Jingbei Palace, and because of successive incidents, the token remained in Yang Yanqing's hands.

Just as Xiao Jinghe was about to say something, before Xiao Jinghe could speak, a soldier came to report: "Report to the general, the smoke is rising from the southeast!"

Xiao Jinghe's lips were tightly pressed into a line, and he ignored Shen Xiangliu, but strode towards the city wall.

Shen Xiangliu looked around, thought for a while, and found a place that would not obstruct others, sat down and squinted to watch this scene that was not easy to see.

He has no armor and no credentials, and running around in the battlefield at this time is adding to the chaos.

Just as his eyes were carefully pacing among the soldiers coming and going in the Qingzhou camp, when he carefully weighed and weighed, a dark light suddenly flashed halfway up the mountainside in front of him. The signal was not eye-catching. That direction, I am afraid that I will miss it.

Shen Xiangliu stood up.

He recognized this particular firework signal.

***

Qingzhou in winter looks out from the city wall of the border, and it is a boundless desolation. Standing majestically behind the Daqing Boundary Monument is a city tower that has experienced hundreds of years of wind and frost, carved by flesh and blood and swords.

Yang Yanqing reined in the reins and stopped abruptly, the horse struggled to lift its hooves and leaned back, and firmly stabilized the horse with its waist and legs that had been dismounted from the captured barbarian before. Yang Yanqing lowered his head and patted the horse's neck, suddenly thinking that this meeting might still be eating in the Jingbei Palace Ma Cao, Mo Zou, who is angry with Black Eagle every day.

It's a pity that it failed to go to the battlefield with its owner this time.

"Sir, won't you ask me what I said to Uncle Wang?" Xiao Yun held back for several days without Yang Yanqing asking. At this moment, there was no one around, so he finally couldn't help asking.

Yang Yanqing raised his eyebrows: "Young master, do you want to talk?"

Xiao Yun: "..." Is Uncle Wang also so depressed when facing Mr.

Xiao Yun summed up his conversation with Xiao Jinghe somewhat gloomily, unconsciously clutching the horse's mane.

"Young master did a good job." Yang Yanqing smiled and rescued the poor Ma Mane from Xiao Yun's grasp, "It's just that the prince has a good temper these two days, otherwise..."

"He has a good temper?!" Xiao Yun turned to look at Yang Yanqing in disbelief, "Why didn't you say that I put down my body and took the initiative to ask for peace!"

Yang Yanqing laughed.

The cub bravely stroked the mane of the male beast. He was thinking about more important things and didn't bother with you, so you should be complacent and wronged your little face first.

He patted Xiao Yun's arm and motioned him to look at the looming city tower below.

At this time, dusk has come, the sky is dark, and the wind and sand sweeping from the sky are just about to erode the light of the day, chill and killing intent, fighting spirit and barbarism are brewing in the unknown atmosphere, the soldiers on the beacon tower not far away Holding the torch high, his face is solemn, like an iron rod nailed to the beacon tower.

The faint smell of wolf dung in the air was brought over by the wind, anxious about the solemnity of the soldiers behind the Qingzhou city gate at this time, and it was about to explode.

"Qingzhou is not only the border of Daqing, but also the most important and the strongest line of defense for Daqing against foreign enemies." Yang Yanqing looked down at the scene in front of him, thinking of the battlefield where he buried his bones in his previous life, and there was a distant but familiar feeling in his blood. The throbbing is slowly waking up.

"Young master, do you know why there are so many soldiers at the border, and only King Jingbei's lineage has been called the God of War?"

"Mr. wants to say that he is amazing, irreplaceable, and a one-of-a-kind general, right?" Xiao Yun curled his lips, with a sleepy expression, "I know it all."

The temper of a young man will always be revealed in front of people closer to him, too much persuasion will indeed arouse the young man's rebellious thoughts, and for Xiao Yun, Yang Yanqing has been with Xiao Yun for so many years, and in the heart of the young man, Yang Yanqing is not It's not just a simple existence like Mr.

Yang Yanqing heard Xiao Yun's anger, thought for a while, and didn't say any more, just smiled and said to Xiao Yun: "No matter what happens later, don't be nervous, nothing will happen."

After speaking, Yang Yanqing got off the horse and covered Xiao Yun with the fox fur cloak: "Cover your face."

Xiao Yun subconsciously clenched the rein that Yang Yanqing stuffed into his hand, and followed Yang Yanqing's words in a daze, and put the fox-fur cloak on his head, the furry fringe covered most of his face, looking a bit harmless to humans and animals .

Seeing Xiao Yun like this, Yang Yanqing was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but think of Xiao Jinghe's love for rabbits. Could it be that the man regarded him as... his phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously.

From the belt, he took out a small bamboo tube that was only as thick as a little finger, and Yang Yanqing pulled the tab at the end of the bamboo tube. A light-colored streamer that was not very clear in the dark night, but could be recognized by a discerning eye across the night sky, was fleeting. .

Xiao Yun asked: "Sir?"

Yang Yanqing put the bamboo tube in his hand back into his sleeve: "Try your luck."

The ground on the hillside began to tremble slightly, and Xiao Yun's war horse began to move its hooves a little restlessly, and the horse's head kept pulling the rein from side to side.

Xiao Yun tightened his face, and wrapped the rein around his hands for several times to try to restrain the restless horse. The sound of attacking horns in the distance whimpered heavily. The brutality and cruelty of the weapon, but when he turned his head, he saw Yang Yanqing was looking at the other direction of the hillside with an inscrutable expression on his face.

That direction was not the one they walked through when they came, but they converged on the hillside they were on and meandered towards Qingzhou City down the mountain.

As the sound of galloping horseshoes got closer and closer, Xiao Yun saw a group of people riding horses from that direction, the rest of them were dressed as servants and guards, except for the young man in the middle who was led to sit in front of the horse. Good silk brocade clothes, not too many jade accessories, but from the dark lines of the clothes and the faint protection of the people around, it can be seen that this person has an extraordinary status in this team.

The leader's expression changed when he saw Yang Yanqing standing in the middle of the road blocking the road, and turned to look at the young man.

The young man waved his hand, motioned the leading guards to step aside, and saluted Xiao Jinghe, "I'm just a small businessman who resells rare items to and from the border. Seeing that the situation at the border has changed, I had to hurry back to Qingzhou City. Please make it easy for you."

"The Prime Minister of Zhou State has fallen so low that he can only make a living by reselling my gadgets on the border between Daqing and the barbarians." Yang Yan sighed quietly, with a sad sigh between his brows, "In this way, Zhou cannot be blamed. The weapons that the country enshrined to me in Daqing are no longer on the table."

The young man's eyelids twitched for a moment, and then he smiled gently, with a hint of threat under his nice words: "What are you talking about, Your Excellency? I am a businessman from Daqing, how could it be brought to Zhou Guo's head? Is there some misunderstanding in it? I have been traveling in various state capitals for many years, and I have encountered many things, and this is the first time I have heard such absurd words from your Excellency."

Yang Yanqing put away the smile on the corner of his mouth, looked coldly at the young man who was speaking, his eyes were sharp, a yellowish object was thrown straight by Yang Yanqing when he raised his right hand, the guards around the young man reacted quickly, and cut off the bamboo tube with a knife It made two knots, but it didn't have time to block the sword energy that pierced the young man's eyebrows immediately afterwards. The sharp sword energy left a little red in the young man's eyebrows, and he lost his breath in an instant!

Sword Qi Transformation? !What is the origin of this person? !

Yang Yanqing sneered: "A nameless idiot, is he worthy of arguing with this official?"

"Master!" The guard next to him with a shocked and sad face immediately drew his knife and rode his horse and slashed at Yang Yanqing, "Dare to be a thief!!"

Yang Yanqing tilted his head slightly to avoid the coming knife blade, raised his hand to touch the man's wrist, and there was a muffled sound of bone dislocation, and the knife in the man's hand fell into Yang Yanqing's hand the next moment.

Yang Yanqing turned upside down with some disgust, frowned and muttered: "It's a bit heavy...forget it, it works."

The hilt of the knife circled a semicircle in the palm of his hand, Yang Yanqing held the knife in his backhand and cut down the guard who fell to the ground due to inertia, without any hesitation, killing him with one blow!

The weapon that he snatched in his hand was not a treasure that could seal the throat with blood. The blood on the blade began to slowly slide down the blade to form a series of discontinuous blood stains, which gathered into blood beads and dripped into the dry and hard sand of the border.

One drop, another drop.

In less than a few words, there were two more corpses, not only the person on the other side was stunned, but also Xiao Yun behind Yang Yanqing.

Yang Yanqing didn't have any scruples about the thoughts of the few people present, and smiled slightly at the man in the middle of the team who was wearing a guard uniform. At this time, he was a little shy and did not dare to look directly at Yang Yanqing and said: "Feng Guoxiang, although you and I have never met We met each other, but the appearance of the Prime Minister of the country has long been engraved in my heart, so at this moment, it is not easy to see this official anymore?"

The direction he was looking at was exactly the same, the man slowly raised his head, and looked at Yang Yanqing expressionlessly: "Master Yang has a good memory and good eyesight."

At the end, he paused, and added in a strange tone: "Good work."

Yang Yanqing still smiled brightly like the moon, the blood on the blade in his hand was frozen on the blade by the cold winter wind at the border, and the color faded: "Don't dare to be that."

The man didn't mean to come out, but after sitting on the horse with his head held high, his whole person changed into another high-ranking, restrained literati: "Knifes facing each other, this is the way of hospitality in the Daqing Dynasty." Do you know?"

Yang Yanqing: "This is how I treat native chickens, dogs, and rats."

The mouth of civil servants has always been an invisible bone scraping knife, but once Yang Yanqing's mouth becomes poisonous, it can almost faint the half of the senior officials in the court.When he first became an official in his early years, he often quoted scriptures and classics in the court to scold him in a strange way.

Yang Yanqing has been in a high position these years, due to his status, he has restrained a lot, but at this time he is not in the court of the Daqing Dynasty, and he is not facing the courtiers who are dedicated to Daqing. How could the mouth of this emperor teacher be Show mercy?

"Zhou Guoxiang sneaked into the territory of our country in disguise and took the longest route from Qiongzhou to the border of our country. It really looks like a big mouse running along the beam, looking for rice to eat all over the house."

"Master Yang, be careful!" Feng Jingwei is the prime minister of the state of Zhou. Even if it is a subsidiary state of the Daqing Dynasty, it is true that one person is under one person and above ten thousand in Zhou state. His expression turned ugly, "Feng came here this time because the monarch's birthday is approaching. To show his sincerity, he went to a place with a vast land and rich resources to seek treasures, but he just happened to pass by here. Could it be that the majestic Daqing doesn't even have such a magnanimity?!"

Before Feng Guoxiang finished his impassioned speech, the blood-stained knife was thrown by someone and plunged into the cold and hard winter ground!The handle of the knife, which was almost close to the hoof of the leading guard's horse, was still buzzing and trembling. The horse raised its hoof and neighed in shock, and quickly backed away, even the whole group of people also backed up a few steps in panic.

"Feng Guoxiang knows, why is this officer here?" Yang Yanqing's position has not moved a single step since just now, and as long as he stands here, Feng Jingwei and his party can only retreat, not advance.

"Because I thought, if I were to spend more than ten years making good friends with the barbarians, adding defective products to the tributes of the Daqing Dynasty in batches for several years, and then encountering such an unprecedented cold winter.

When the King of Jingbei returned to the dynasty, when Daqing's internal affairs were unstable and they were fighting each other, they encouraged the barbarians to enter the country in large numbers at this time-such a thought-provoking, long-planned game of chess, and a person who is conceited and prudent, as long as he has the ability to be a counselor Pride and ambition, then he will be desperate at this critical point, standing on the edge of the chessboard and savoring the success of defeating this huge country that once made him covet his wild ambitions, wishing he could nibble and devour it. "

Everything that happened in the past few days was too coincidental, no matter the timing or conditions, they were all coincidental enough to make Yang Yanqing wonder if there was such a person who planned the dance behind this series of coincidences.

And if he was that person, where would he choose to taste this delicious success?

"Of course, Feng Guoxiang will also think, what if Qingzhou resists this time?" Yang Yanqing raised his tone slightly, almost bringing himself into Feng Jingwei, who was complacent and insisted on going to Daqing a month ago despite the dissuasion of his staff. The arc of the corner was full of sneering, "So what if we resisted it? Qingzhou suffered heavy casualties. Because of the instability of the court and the absence of the commander, King Jingbei was powerless when he heard the battle report and returned to the customs.

At that time, the rift between King Jingbei and the emperor will widen again, and there will be no possibility of repairing it.At that time, it only needs a little provocation to cause another inner court chaos.

But this time, because of King Jingbei, who has the title of God of War, it will no longer be the hasty chaos that failed to cause a big | wave five years ago, but a large-scale rebellion and mutiny. "

"After such chaos, when will Zhou Guo prepare to intervene in this dispute?"

"Should we take advantage of the chaos to reap, or should the mantis catch the cicada and the oriole follow?"

Every time Yang Yanqing said a word, Feng Jingwei's face changed, and after the unpredictable changes, he returned to indifferent calm. He looked coldly at Yang Yanqing, who was standing at the place he must pass by and unveiled all his proud plans. , eyes full of undisguised fear and killing intent.

"Master Yang dared to be here alone, he must be very proud of his own kung fu." When Feng Jingwei spoke again, his voice was already a bit sinister.

"It's just a civil servant who knows some rough kung fu." Yang Yanqing's figure is tall and straight, and the cuffs of his clothes have not moved at all. "Would you like to try Feng Guoxiang?"

Does Feng Jingwei dare to try?

He is hesitating.

Jin, maybe Yang Yanqing died, or maybe he was beheaded by Yang Yanqing after losing his guard;

If he retreats, he can still return to Zhou State safely with these guards.

This does not require too much hesitation, because his life is obviously much more important to him than Yang Yanqing's.

Feng Jingwei didn't dare to gamble.

"Feng Mou took note of this meeting."

Feng Jingwei raised his hand to signal the guards to retreat, but seeing Yang Yanqing take a step forward, his scalp tightened and his eyes became serious.

"Feng Guoxiang doesn't need to be nervous. I'm just giving you a piece of news about Guoxiang's correct decision." Yang Yanqing spoke softly, with a smile on his face, and said coldly, "Does Feng Guoxiang know, who is the commander-in-chief of the Qingzhou garrison at this time?"

As soon as these words came out, Feng Jingwei's expression changed instantly. Regardless of Yang Yanqing's threat just now, he got off his horse and stood on the side of the hillside looking down. hurt his eyes.

Xuan is the color of the royal family of Daqing, and the Jing character flag at the bottom of Xuan is the battle flag given to King Jingbei by the founding emperor of Daqing as an exception!

King Jingbei is in Qingzhou, what is the difference between this and all his plans being in vain? !

"Yang, Yan, Qing!" He turned his head, his eyes were red and bloodshot, like a bullfighting bull that had been wounded right in the middle, "Are you plotting against me?!"

"Feng Guoxiang thinks highly of this official." Yang Yanqing's tone was not impassioned. From the beginning, he was not in a hurry, and the words were clear and bloody. Qingzhou is just a coincidence."

No, too, coincidence, coincidence - but a coincidence! !

If Yang Yanqing worked hard to make a plan, Feng Jingwei would not stop there, but Feng Jingwei clearly knew that it was impossible for someone in the Daqing Dynasty to know so much inside information in advance, and judge that he was behind this matter. Knowing this matter, knowing that this matter might really be due to the coincidence that Yang Yanqing said at this time, the resentment and hatred in Feng Jingwei's heart became more and more intense, almost swallowing all his calmness and rationality.

"Fate is like this, Feng Guoxiang should be more open." Yang Yanqing leisurely pressed the last straw on the camel.

"puff!"

Feng Jingwei was so angry that he finally vomited a mouthful of blood from his stagnation in his chest. His whole face was instantly as golden as paper, and his anger was like a thread.

"My lord!!"

Seeing this, the guards who had been following behind hurriedly supported Feng Jingwei. Seeing that Yang Yanqing had no intention of stopping him, he quickly helped his master onto the horse and rode away at the fastest speed. His back was indescribably panicked.

Not long after the sound of horseshoes went away, Yang Yanqing, who had his back to Xiao Yun, slowly overflowed a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth into the handkerchief, and quietly put the handkerchief back into his sleeve with a calm expression.

After closing his eyes and adjusting his breath for a moment, Yang Yanqing turned around and behind him was the civil servant and emperor teacher who was as bright as the moon.It's just that Xiao Yun, who sat behind him blankly on the horse, looked solemn and serious, but was actually shocked and dazed, Xiao Yun was not able to pack up his emotions so quickly and react.

Just now, Yang Yanqing asked Xiao Yun to cover his cheeks just in case, he could know Zhou Guoguo's appearance through the portrait, and Zhou Guo might not have the means to get the portrait of Emperor Daqing.If Feng Jingwei had just let Feng Jingwei know that Xiao Yun was here, he would probably have to fight to the death.

After all, exchanging a country for a young emperor and the current emperor's teacher, this deal is really a big profit!

Feng Jingwei cherishes his life, but sitting in his current position, he and Yang Yanqing are the same kind of people, and each has their own masters. If they can get greater benefits with the smallest sacrifice, why not do it?

Yang Yanqing walked to the side of the horse and raised his hand to pat Xiao Yun's leg.

Xiao Yun didn't move.

After a long time, the young man lowered his head slowly and asked his husband, "Is that man... Prime Minister Zhou?"

"Yes."

"He designed the barbarians to attack me towards the border?"

"Yes."

"Sir...you scolded him for vomiting blood?" When Xiao Yun said this, his tone was a bit erratic, "Did you scold him to death?"

"It's not to the point of scolding people to death." Yang Yanqing laughed, but then shook his head and sighed contemptuously, "It's just that Feng Guoxiang is really narrow-minded, so he can't bear it anymore. I am afraid that this matter will be difficult for him in the future.”

"Can't make it through?" Xiao Yun seemed to have finally come to his senses.

Yang Yanqing's gaze has returned to the gentleness and tranquility of the past, and his tone is soft: "In the future, if he still wants to make up my mind about Daqing, a plan will have to be deduced hundreds of times to guess how I would act and plan. I want to avoid the unfavorable factors brought by more coincidences to the greatest extent, it's a pity..."

The more you think, the more you do, the more mistakes you will make, and the faster you will fail.

"But this time, isn't it really a coincidence?" Seeing Yang Yanqing looking up at him from under the horse, Xiao Yun glanced at the two corpses lying not far away and a mess of blood-stained horseshoe prints. Climb down, and obediently stand in front of Yang Yanqing.

He pulled the cloak covering his head into his hand, and was about to put it on Yang Yanqing's body with his feet on his feet, "It's cold at night, students put it on for sir!"

Yang Yanqing tried his best not to be amused by Xiao Yun at this moment, the face-saving young man might be more annoyed by his behavior when he thinks about it later.

"Because it was a coincidence, he questioned himself and Zhou Guo's future." And this is Yang Yanqing's deepest and deadliest thorn in Feng Jingwei's heart today.

He led Xiao Yun to the side of the hillside, facing the main city of Qingzhou directly below, where the real cruelty is the piling up of corpses.Xiao Yun is the king of a country, and he must never stand under a dangerous wall. Being so close to a battle situation is already the limit that Yang Yanqing can allow, and it is also the limit that this young man who has never experienced the cruelty of a battlefield can bear.

Even with the calamity of the inner court turmoil and the foreshadowing of Yang Yanqing's bloodshed, Xiao Yun still suffered a lot.

Xiao Yun's eyes flinched for a moment in avoidance, but Yang Yanqing turned his face firmly, facing the desolate and tragic scene in front of him, until Xiao Yun's trembling back gradually became tall and straight as the charging horns rose and fell. firm.

Relief flashed in Yang Yanqing's eyes. After seeing blood, he became ambitious, knew how to restrain himself, and knew how to fear the fate of heaven. This is the beginning of a young emperor's real growth.

Yang Yanqing lifted the hem of his clothes, half-kneeled in front of Xiao Yun, raised his eyes and looked straight at the stunned young prince, his tone was firm and contained a lot of strength: "Your Majesty, Qingzhou is the fortress of Daqing. It is the backbone of Qingzhou. Qingzhou and King Jingbei complement each other, brewing legends belonging to the battlefield, but the capital is also the foundation of the imperial city of Daqing, and you, the emperor of Daqing, your battlefield is in this world!

You must always remember that everything today belongs to destiny, and your achievements and the national destiny of Daqing will be the same as today, blessed by heaven, protected by virtuous, loyal and brave, and prospered smoothly. "

Yang Yanqing's eyes were deep and his expression was solemn, not persuading every word, but more like imprinting these words in the heart of the young emperor.

Xiao Yun tightened his hand holding the fox fur cloak, as if infected by Yang Yanqing's determined tone.In the originally dense night, amidst the smoke of burning wolf smoke not far away and the sound of fighting with brightly lit torches on the Qingzhou city wall, the young man stared at the gentleman who taught him to grow up, and the shrunken emperor's aura was suddenly elicited.

The emperor who was only ten years old stretched out his arms and shook the cloak outwards to cover the shoulders of the Daqing emperor who was half kneeling in front of him at this time, took a step back, and bowed to Yang Yanqing with the emperor's honor, Solemnly: "I, thank you for your righteousness, sir."

There will never be any entrustment of Mr. Negative's teaching!

The Son of Heaven is noble, and after ascending the throne, he only knelt down to offer sacrifices to the heaven and the earth. Even if he was facing the former emperor in the ancestral temple, he would only hold the incense and bow his hands in half a salute. Yang Yanqing accepted this salute, but he only accepted it on his knees.

"After today, Your Majesty needs to take a good look at King Jingbei and Qingzhou today. You don't need to understand generals and ministers, you just need to accept them, and then use warm water to slowly smooth out their ambition and sharpness caused by dissatisfaction. Whichever is better Strengths, making up for one's weaknesses, and checking and balancing generals and ministers, is the kingly way."

"Well... it seems that I don't need me anymore?"

After hearing the familiar voice, Yang Yanqing first raised his hand to help Xiao Yun straighten up before standing up, turned his head and raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you need it? Isn't this just in time to clean up the mess?"

"When I saw the fireworks, I hurried over from the Qingzhou camp. Sir, can you explain something to me?" Shen Xiangliu walked out of the darkness, and at a glance he saw the two corpses lying on the hillside and the mess all over the place. Frowning in disdain, "Isn't it okay to just throw these here and eat them? There's nothing to fix..."

"It's fine if you come." Yang Yanqing didn't say much, just looked at Shen Xiangliu with a smile, "And remember to keep quiet when necessary."

Shen Xiangliu: "...?"

Xiao Yun suddenly realized something, a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes, he tugged at the corner of Yang Yanqing's clothes, and whispered: "Sir, Uncle Wang..." Don't you know?

Yang Yanqing turned his head and put his index finger on his lips. His brows were picturesque and his skin was fair. Against the background of the snow-white fox fur cloak, he looked even more frail and slender.

Xiao Yun: "..." Here it comes, Mr. has started again!

"By the way, Boss Liu." Yang Yanqing took two steps to the side, and told Shen Xiangliu to face Xiao Yun, "This is my student. Why don't Boss Liu go find some firewood when he gets tired, and let's sit down and have a good chat?"

There is only one student in the world that Yang Yanqing personally admits.

Shen Xiangliu's heart was surging, he knew that what Yang Yanqing had promised him - had come.

***

The morning light is faint, the earth is covered with a layer of misty veil, and the sky is covered with a vast expanse of whiteness. In the east, on the endless Gobi grassland, the sun gradually rises.

Xiao Jinghe, who was in full armor and was galloping by with a long knife in his hand, steered the horse galloping past. When he glanced at the white figure, his eyes changed. He suddenly pulled the reins, turned the horse's head and went up the hillside. With all the chill and fishy smell, he slowly walked to the scholar leaning against the tree with closed eyes and resting his mind.

Yang Yanqing opened his eyes as if aware of it, and saw the general in black armor standing in front of him, bowing and extending his hand towards him.

The sun cast a golden halo on the blood-stained Xuanjia, as if in a dream, the general in front of him was the one he admired the most.

The Jingbei Dynasty stretched out his hand to his beloved emperor teacher, with a trace of tiredness, a trace of apprehension and a little relief of letting go of worries in his voice:

"Master Yang, are you going with me?"

The sun leaps from the horizon, saying goodbye to the old and ushering in the new, another year.

The author has something to say:

There are no chapters in one go!Akimbo with pride!

Generals have the battlefield of generals, civil servants have the gully of civil servants, and the home court is still on Master Yang's side!

In this chapter, Mr. makes trouble, and in the next chapter, Mr. gets messed up (whispers)

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: there is only one in Qianyu;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Sandu Aba;

Stick it baby!love~