It's hard to seal a fool

General Jin Lang's temper has been exceptionally bad these days.

Jiang Chongshi knew that he was angry, and he didn't want to stop him, but he beat and scolded his subordinates frequently and withheld military rations, and the army couldn't help complaining.Jiang Chongshi only summoned him to the military tent and mentioned a few words, and Jin Xiu became angry.

"Even you think I'm wrong!"

Jiang Chongshi looked at him with mixed eyes, as if he was indebted and pity, but also with a little bit of blame. "...I didn't mean that."

An unknown fire ignited in Jinxiu's heart, and it started again, with disgusting eyes, self-righteous sympathy, who did he think he was!

Suddenly, Jin Xiu pushed Jiang Chongshi onto the case, his body began to tremble because of the impatience that was about to get out of control, and tears came out of his eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like this again! I said, I don't want your sympathy, I don't want your magnanimity, I just want you to think I'm right - don't you understand?!"

"I've never looked down on you." Jiang Chongshi looked at him deeply, and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Jinxiu's cheeks with his rough fingertips. "Why are you torturing yourself?"

"Jiang Chongshi, who do you think you are!"

"Axiu..."

Jin Xiu roared angrily, his eyes were bloodshot due to emotional agitation, and tears rolled down his face. His formerly delicate face was now unresponsive due to the gloom. He pinched Jiang Chongshi's throat, lowered his head and gnawed like crazy. , tearing off Jiang Chongshi's trousers almost violently with one hand.

Jiang Chongshi understood his intention and hurriedly shouted: "Jin Xiu, calm down!"

Suddenly, he pushed straight in. Even though Jiang Chongshi's body had been carried many times, he couldn't help arching his back and moaning at this moment, but he ignored Jinxiu's anger and firmly held the furious The lion embraced him, enduring his indiscriminate rebuttal.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Jiang Chongshi gritted his teeth and patted Jinxiu's back in a violent storm.

"Jiang Chongshi, you deserve to die!" The person on the body was red-eyed, and he didn't care about his pain for a moment, and only tried his best to vent his desire and anger. Jinxiu cursed in a low voice, while refusing to give him a chance to breathe, The sound of the body slapping became heavier and faster, and as the desk shook, the military booklet fell to the ground.

After an unknown amount of time, Jin Xiu's attack gradually weakened. He buried his head in the neck of the person below him, only his low sobs echoed in his ears.

"Jiang Chongshi, you bastard...why, why didn't you come earlier..."

When Yu Wenzhi received the news, he threw the note into the brazier.

He really underestimated that great military general named Song Qingming, not to mention that he was able to seize his horse and escape after being captured, and returned to the army safe and sound. Even that lunatic Jinxiu couldn't kill him, that man was really extraordinary.

Although they only looked at each other among the thousands of troops, they seemed to know that he would be the old enemy in this life.

Song Qingming, I heard about you in the past, but now that I see it with my own eyes, I really look forward to the day when you will be full-fledged, and you will have a showdown on the battlefield.

The father said that just like a hunter on the prairie boils an eagle, his best son also needs to go through hardships to prove that he is worthy of Shanyu's position.As for the Youxian King, Yu Wenzhi glanced at the burnt ashes and sneered, the mere waste is just a stepping stone.

One day, this piece of grassland, and even thousands of miles of fertile soil in the Guan, will be under his cavalry.

"Your Highness," the outsider came in, saluting and replied, "Shan Yu handed over [-] cavalry to King You Xian, and ordered him to take down Xiaoguan together with us."

"Look, the battle on the front line is in full swing, he can't sit still and wants to make military achievements."

"Your Highness..."

"Since he wants it, I'll give it to him," Yu Wenzhi sneered, "Yu Wencuo, my brother, I'm worrying about how to protect my good ally, and here comes Baba."

Chuanxin understood, and withdrew silently.

When Song Qingming woke up again, he was in the carriage, hoping to hear that the young master had woken up, so he poked his head in to see.

He said that Li Gou wanted to attack him, but when he realized something was wrong, he ran away, and later met the prince.

He mentioned that Mrs. Guo Gong fainted when she heard the bad news, and she was still seriously ill in bed when the county king left Beijing; It's not easy either.

He was sorry for his parents, and even more sorry for the three thousand soldiers. When the relatives in their family heard the news of their death and cried bitterly, did they also resent him as the chief general?They had no choice but to go to the battlefield. Qin Shou joined the army for his father, hopefully to protect his young master, and more people had their names on the military books.

As for Song Qingming, he was wrapped in a crane cloak and curled up in the corner of the carriage, recalling the demeanor of shooting down a big eagle with an arrow during the spring hunting, even Emperor Zhao De couldn't help admiring what a young man he was.From the beginning to the end, he joined the army only for fame and fortune, for the title of prince and prime minister.

That's why selfishness like him blindly shows his own edge without knowing how to restrain himself, that's why he blocks the road to fame and fame of others.Song Qingming stared blankly at the barren wilderness outside the carriage, thinking guiltily, Jinxiu and the others were guilty, so how could he be right?

These are not your fault.

Zhao Xi's faint voice still echoed in his ears, but Song Qingming clearly saw the shortcomings and sins hidden in his heart at that time, so he made a joke to divert Zhao Xi's words.

Song Qingming turned his head, closing his eyes and resting his mind, Zhao Xi opened his eyes at some point, and his clear and sharp eyes were staring at him.

"I'm fine." Song Qingming hugged the crane cloak around him tightly and shook his head.

So Zhao Xi glanced up and down Song Qingming's eyes with hesitation, then turned his head away and closed his eyes.

Zhao Xi's carriage is really good. It looks unremarkable on the outside, but the inside is luxurious. The cushions for sitting and sleeping are soft, which makes Song Qingming drowsy. In the afternoon, he closed his eyes and nodded, somehow She had to think carefully, and fell to Zhao Xi's side.

Test him, Song Qingming thought, I will test him.

Cautiously, the temple touched his shoulder, touching it lightly up and down with the rhythm of the carriage.

There is a hand stove in the car, and there is also a calming sachet hanging. The afternoon sun sneaks in from under the window screen. Song Qingming's half-asleep face is not as stubborn and decisive as when he was awake. Weak and restless, Zhao Xi's shoulders were covered with a faint musky scent, and the atmosphere was peaceful and lingering.

Where Song Qingming couldn't see, Zhao Xi frowned, but looked down and saw his pale face, hesitated, touched his soft hair with his fingertips, and finally let go.

In the evening, the curtain of the car is expected to be lifted, and Song Qingming rests half of his head on Zhao Xi's shoulder, sleeping peacefully. What frightens him is that Prince Liang's slender fingers are lifting his young master's chin to prevent him from suddenly stopping because of the carriage. Live and wake up with a stroke off the shoulder.

Hopeful sneaked a glance at the prince's cold eyes, and silently lowered the curtain of the car.

The carriage traveled continuously for several days, and because it was carrying an injured patient, the stops and stops were not very fast.Even in some small towns, Song Qingming took Zhao Xi in for a walk, either pointing to the calligraphy and paintings on the booth and saying that they were not as good-looking as Zhao Xi, or buying some low-quality sachet jade pendants and stuffing them in Zhao Xi's arms.

The long-lost sense of boredom finally climbed into Zhao Xi's heart again, but this time it seemed a little different.I always feel like something is lost and found, and I can't help but cherish it.

When we approached the capital, it was almost May, spring was approaching, and summer was just around the corner. The more we walked along the road to the capital, the trees on both sides of the road became more numerous, and the water and soil nourished people more.

Song Qingming changed into a tucked-in ink collar, covered with a black sleeve shirt with moiré patterns, and held a folding fan that he found somewhere. The scene of flying yellow sand in the sky seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him. .The Han Zhonglang who used to be decisive in killing and attacking, and now the young master brother who is idle in the carriage, really has no sense of disobedience.

"Prince Liang, do you think my face is a little rougher than before?... Hey, don't go, I haven't seen it yet!"

At noon, their carriage stopped by the side of the road. He Qing set up a pot and boiled some hot water. Qin Shou was about to come to change Song Qingming's dressing. Feeling guilty hugging left and right, he shook his head and took the medicine.

"I'll do it myself."

"Oh, it's very good, very good." Qin Shou felt sullen when he saw the reason, and stood up with the medicine box in his hand. "Sure enough, it's too big to stay!"

Song Qingming picked up the gravel on the side of the road and threw it over, laughing and cursing: "Qin Shou, you are courting death!"

In the distance, there was the sound of horseshoes on the official road.

Song Qingming heard that it was the hooves of war horses in the army, and immediately got up from the ground, turned around and grabbed the bow and arrow he hung on the car window. The bow in his hand froze, Zhao Xi came over and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Relax."

He suddenly let go of the tension in his heart, and a warm current surged into his heart. "Um."

The man on horseback was gradually approaching, Song Qingming turned around and watched from a distance, suddenly showing surprise and surprise in his eyes.

"Father! Here! I'm here!" He waved his hands and jumped up with his feet. He said how could it be the horse's hoof of a war horse. It turned out that his father brought someone to pick him up.

From a distance, seeing his son who had been resurrected from the dead running towards him now, Song Qianyuan froze, then jumped off the horse and walked over step by step, walking faster and faster until Huanxi embraced him Song Qingming.

"Okay, okay." Song Qianyuan really had a lot of vicissitudes, he stroked Song Qingming's back up and down, with tears in his eyes. "It's good to be alive."

"Ok!"

Song Qianyuan let go of his arms again and looked at his son. The water and soil outside the Great Wall had polished him to be taller and straighter. His face was mature, his eyes were piercing, and he had green stubble on his chin. At least, it's just that he has regained his energy and spirit, and he is still so romantic and suave, with the appearance of a son of an aristocratic family who has not been subjected to great training.

Zhao Xi quietly watched the reunion of their father and son, and he suddenly understood the reason why Song Qingming had spent the past few days dressing up as a dandy in the past.Zhao Xi thought of the imperial chariot quietly carried past his hand on the palace road, and felt extremely far away.

When he came back to his senses, Song Qingming had already mounted the man's horse brought by the Duke of Guo, and was waving goodbye to him.

"Back to Ningjing, I will treat you to a lake tour and drink tea!"

"……"roll.

The horseshoe rolled away in the dust, Qin Shou and Hopeful looked at Zhao Xi sympathetically.

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