General Chu

It was the season of flowers blooming, pink and tender buds tremblingly poked their heads out from the branches, and the whole of Kyoto was immersed in a gentle atmosphere, but it happened at this time that it experienced a cold spring and sleet Hit down, all over the place.

On the way back to the city, Xu Liwenyuan was wrapped in a cloak and lifted the curtain from the carriage to see Gao Jing soaked in the rain. Maybe he suddenly thought of something, and he turned around and called Mo Wendao, Mo Qing.

As soon as the words came out, Mo Wen suddenly leaned over and covered his mouth, the curtain fluttered down, and the whole space suddenly became dark. Xu Liwenyuan opened his eyes wide and looked at the person close at hand, but the person in front of him neither had the intention to get up nor There is no other action.

In the narrow space, only someone's heartbeat became more and more intense.

Xu Liwenyuan's eyes focused on Mo Wen's hand propped beside him, and he suddenly remembered the young man fighting on the battlefield that he had repeatedly dreamed about, and that man also had such thin hands.

It turns out that what I have been thinking about these days is other people's lives.

After a while, Mo Wen let go of him, pointed to the outside of the carriage and said, "It's Zheng Hou, he never left Haojing at all, he must have made full preparations to kill us."

Xu Liwenyuan leaned on the carriage as if limp, looking at the pale light outside through the gap in the curtain, murmured, it was life and death, but he was incompetent and couldn't kill me.

At that moment, only he knew that besides the murderous intent towards Zheng Hou, the roaring emotion in his chest also had a strange throbbing, as if it wanted to destroy his whole being.

He asked him, Mo Qing, how about the lonely king giving you the son's mansion on Chang'an Street?

"What's the difference between the General's Mansion and the Young Master's Mansion?"

"There is no difference, I just want to give you a house."

"Your Majesty wants to keep me in Beijing?" Mo Wen looked at the probing man in front of him and suddenly smiled, laughing that he was too young to control himself.

"If I stay, where will the 50 tigers and wolves in northern Xinjiang go? Who will take command when the enemy invades? Your majesty will not think that those people who say you are loyal to the imperial court are really capable of leading the 50 tigers and wolves."

Xu Liwenyuan looked at him with a calm face, and called him, Mo Qing.

Mo Wen felt bored and put away his expression, looking out of the window in boredom.

Passing the city gate in Qin State, the gate of the city was full of people from Marquis Zheng. Mo Wen took a glance at it from a distance and went back to the post station to buy two horses.Xu Liwenyuan grabbed the horse's belly tightly while pulling the rein hard. Even so, he turned his head and smiled at the groom and said that he seldom rides a horse, which is ridiculous.

Mo Wen frowned, reined in the reins, turned over and stepped onto the horse, hugged the boy and said, don't move, the pursuers are coming.

Xu Liwenyuan felt that he would shrink his body so as not to cause trouble for Mo Wen. The two of them raised their whips and startled the crowd in the downtown area.

When they were far away, Mo Wen glanced back and saw that at the end of the road, he could no longer see the pursuers, so he laughed for some reason. They have come out to be killers at such a level, and they don't know how they haven't starved to death all these years.

Seeing him laughing, Xu Liwenyuan, whose body was stiff, finally dared to relax a little, boldly leaned against Mo Wen's arms, and said in a low voice, I always thought Mo Qing couldn't laugh.

As soon as I think about it, it is doomed that this life will never be redone.

On the last night in the inn, at the dinner table, Xu Liwenyuan drank a lot of wine, while Mo Wen didn't drink a single drop for the safety of the two of them.Later, the young man became a little drunk, his face was reddish, he leaned against the wall with a bone china wine glass, looked at the crystal liquid inside, and suddenly asked, "I don't know how old Mo Qing is?"

"Twenty over four."

"Do you have a wife?"

Mo Wen frowned and said, no.

"Is there a childhood sweetheart? Is she not going to marry in this life?"

Mo Wen was silent for a long time, until Xu Liwenyuan thought he would not answer anymore, he suddenly said, no.Just two words instantly rekindled the hope of the young man, making him subconsciously ignore the large blank paragraphs just now, so he summoned up the courage to ask again, if the lonely king said that he wanted to accept Qing into the harem, General Mo, would you like it?

At that moment, Mo Wen's frozen expression suddenly began to crack, he obviously suppressed his emotions, and then said, the king is drunk.

"The Lonely King does not."

Xu Liwenyuan is the son of Chu, who is under one person and above ten thousand people, and he speaks a word, so no matter what Mo Wen's reaction is, he can't take back what he said, but after hearing this sentence, Mo Wen suddenly got up and threw his sleeves away .There was a clear killing intent on the back of the striding away.It's not like Xu Liwenyuan has never seen him in such a state. When he first saw him, Mo Wen just stepped over the thousand stone steps with a murderous look, but finally changed his words and said that he would follow the king's will.

"Don't ask." He called him.

The footsteps of the people under the steps stopped but did not turn back, the cold moonlight cast a faint halo on his body.At that time, a strange intuition made Xu Liwenyuan feel that the man in front of him had been carrying too many things on his shoulders, and it was this kind of pressure that made him cold, lonely and lonely.

Xu Liwenyuan paused, and finally said, Mo Qing, I have never been tempted by anyone, and I have never thought about what to do with a man, but these days I often dream of riding a horse and hunting with you, as long as this burning love Now, I just don't want to give up half a point.

In the silent night sky, Xu Liwenyuan heard Mo Wen seem to have a low laugh, and then saw him go back and forth, approaching step by step, until he wrapped his hands around his neck.

A few days ago, these hands were still protecting him, and they didn't expect to stand on the shore so quickly.

The bone china cup fell to the ground and shattered instantly, piece by piece, reflecting the two people who were fighting against each other from different angles.

He has never been his own person or even a friend with him, only at certain moments the interests converge, that's all.

When this person stood in front of him, Xu Liwenyuan always suffocated because of his hand, or him.

At that time, Mo Wen didn't spare any strength in his hand, he just wanted to strangle the person in front of him, but Xu Liwenyuan looked at him without dodging or avoiding, even if his breathing became weaker, he didn't change his words. In a dazed moment, Mo Wen suddenly After hesitating, he let go of his hand, looked at Xu Liwenyuan who slid a little along the wall and sat on the ground, and said in a hoarse voice, you are drunk, take a good rest, it will be cold tomorrow, don't let the courtiers think that you met someone in Haojing what.

After finishing speaking, Mo Wen turned around and walked out of the room. When he got to the door, he whispered as if he remembered something again, as long as you never mention it again, the game between you and me can continue safely.

Games, just games?Is there really such a life and death situation in the world?

Xu Liwenyuan held his neck and coughed badly, but his eyes were fixed on Mo Wen's back until he walked out of the small courtyard and disappeared behind the door.

After the pilgrimage, the first thing Chu Zi did when he returned to Tianliang was to appoint two generals to go to the northeast border immediately with food and supplies, and he must always pay attention to Zheng Guo's movements to prevent his night attack.

The days of being Chuzi are busy and busy, and I am also busy. Specifically, life is so simple that I don’t need to use my brains at all except when I am facing hundreds of officials.

The doves are in full bloom in the Taiye Pond, and the pear blossoms are only in decline in the imperial garden. Xu Liwenyuan grasps the tail of spring and prepares to forcefully write.Forcibly means that you have to force yourself even if you have no strength in your heart, which is a waste of pen, ink and rice paper.

Wu Jizhou persuaded from the side, Your Majesty, why don't you find some painters for this old slave?This makes it easy for you to capture inspiration.

Xu Li Wenyuan looked up at the spring scene of a city that had not yet been ruined, and said with burning eyes, the lonely king wanted to seek an invincible general, a confidant with high mountains and rivers, and a lover with a white head. From then on, everything will have a name .

Wu Jizhou smiled, thinking that the child he brought up with his own hands finally had such thoughts, so he asked, who does the king want to have as his queen?

"General Mo."

He said these words, in exchange for a moment of strange silence.

The old man who had served the imperial court for many years suddenly knelt down beside him, and said in a sad voice, Your Majesty, think twice.

He respected the old man Xu Liwenyuan in front of him, so his first reaction was not to get angry but to say, "Reason, give the lonely king a reason to think twice."

The person kneeling on the ground couldn't give a reason and could only keep silent, as if vowing to kneel forever.Xu Liwenyuan didn't understand his panic, but felt that this spring was very warm, and the spring breeze blew over the willows, making his heart itchy.

In the general's mansion, Su Yingmiao was complaining desperately with her wet clothes on her face: What's the matter with the weather in Jiangnan?The clothes have been hanging here for five days, why are they still like this bear?Will you let me get dressed?In other words, people in Tianliang never wash their clothes, they are all disposable, and they are thrown away after wearing them.

While complaining, he kept mumbling that he wanted to go back to northern Xinjiang.

Mo Wen stood on the steps and looked at him, waiting for him to finish before answering, in fact, I accidentally dropped your clothes yesterday and washed them again.

Su Yingmiao was so angry that she jumped, and threw a stone casually, but Mo Wen dodged it, so she could only say angrily, what a shame.

The boy ran in hastily, pushed the door open, and just happened to see two people fighting in a different way, and stood quietly aside for fear of hurting himself.Mo Wen looked back at him and asked, what's the matter?

Someone from outside brought something, saying it was Li Shaoqing's servant.

Mo Wen has always been dismissive of the collusion between you and me in the officialdom, but that day he suddenly remembered the person who stood behind Xu Liwenyuan when he just returned to Tianliang and made a rescue, so he asked one more question, Li Shaoqing, Li Jinghua?

The boy nodded and said, yes.

"Who is it?" Su Yingmiao asked puzzled.

"The head of the Twelve Young Ministers began to follow the former king, and now he is the king's right-hand man and the pillar of the country."

Su Yingmiao looked at Mo Wen with squinted eyes, and asked inexplicably, weren't we in the frontier at that time?how do you know?

"In March last year, an article titled "Ten Strategies for Governing the World" suddenly appeared in Tianliang City. It was widely praised among literati and scholars because of its penetrating views. The people all said that there is such a young minister who will not worry about inaction in the court .”

Xu Liwenyuan pursed his lips and said disdainfully, let's do it, but as a literati, he can't make much trouble no matter what, Wu Neng can get on the horse and decide the world.

Mo Wen sighed, and said, Wen Neng puts up a pen to secure the world.

Su Yingmiao was furious, and roared, "Speak as you speak, you're fine, don't sigh, it means I'm uneducated, ignorant and arrogant.

Mo Wen pulled a faint smile from the corner of his mouth, and said flatly, you guessed right.

The little boy who had been standing aside and not speaking was startled. He never imagined that General Mo, who was cold and ruthless in front of outsiders, would still be so childish and boring.

Su Yingmiao went crazy, three steps at a time and two steps up, she was about to compete with Mo Wen, the two of them entangled each other, it was hard to tell the winner when you come and go.For fear of harming the innocent, the servant tiptoed out of the backyard and rushed back to his command.

After another stab, Su Yingmiao resigned to her fate and put down the sword. I just lost to you alone. It feels like a crushing defeat.

Mo Wen thought about it for a while and said seriously, because you will always be my lieutenant general, always by my side, and always lose to me by a little bit.

Su Yingmiao looked at him viciously and said, don't go too far, or I will give up my pick and go back to Saibei, and you can support your great cause alone.

Mo Wen smiled and said, there is a new roast duck restaurant in the west of the city.

"Isn't it? Let's go!"

Real friends are always easy to get along with, easy to anger you, easy to coax you.To Mo Wen, Su Yingmiao was the only bit of warmth in this cold world. As long as this person was behind him with a bow and crossbow to cover him, he would be able to gallop without hesitation or hesitation.That's enough.