After the cannon fodder fell into my arms

Fives,

Gu Siyuan glanced at his clothes, and said in a low voice, "The crane cloak on His Highness the Sixth Prince looks familiar?"

This is obviously the last time I saw him cold, so I put it on for him.

Xie Xuan blinked, as if he didn't know anything, and said with a smile: "Really, His Highness picked this up in the yard. It looks good, so I'll put it on."

"..." Gu Siyuan.

Open your eyes and talk nonsense to a certain level.

He raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and said with a half-smile: "As expected, it is the sixth prince's courtyard, with outstanding people and good geomantic omen, how can you still find such clothes anywhere?"

Xie Xuan smiled and said: "General Gu Lang thinks the clothes are good, and His Highness thinks so too..."

Not to mention, he lowered his head and sniffed it closer, and then stretched out his thin white fingers like cold jade to touch it lightly.

The movements are gentle, with infinite affection, I don't know if I am touching the clothes, or touching someone through the clothes.

It's addicting.

Gu Siyuan sneered: "It's not as diligent and thrifty as His Royal Highness the Sixth Highness, who dares to wear the clothes he picked up."

"It's easy to talk about diligence and frugality," Xie Xuan leaned on his chin with his slender wrist, and blinked at him: "Housekeeping, how does this count? Gu Lang will...whose family do you want His Highness to take care of?"

Gu Siyuan stared at his sly and beautiful eyes, and then at his clean and beautiful wrist like white jade, which was very dazzling in front of his eyes. He wanted to hold it in his palm and play with it carefully, and also wanted to break it vigorously.

After a while, he sank his mind.

He didn't intend to talk nonsense with this guy anymore, he just raised his hand and grabbed the cloak, with a little force, he even pulled the man with his clothes over.

"Probably the family that bears my surname Gu. After all, the word 'Gu' is clearly embroidered on the lower corner of this crane cloak."

As he spoke, his clear eyes swept down.

Xie Xuan was caught off guard and fell on his lap. It was not embarrassing to be exposed. Instead, he put his hands on his chin and lay on the knee of the person in front of him, raised his head and continued to tease: "How can my Highness go to Chi Gu Lang's house?" Isn't that Mrs. Lang Jiang's job... Oh, no, His Royal Highness actually forgot that Gu Lang Jiang swore that he didn't intend to get married last time, and he was so overbearing that he didn't want His Highness to get married. Could it be...Gu General Lang made this idea early on?"

Gu Siyuan looked down at the person on his knees with lowered eyebrows, stretched out his hands to pinch his red lips that were constantly opening and closing, his eyes were deep and frightening, and his voice was even deeper: "You'd better not let it continue talking, otherwise, I'm afraid six Your Highness really wants to know what is domineering and what is wrongdoing?"

"..." Xie Xuan seemed to realize that the teasing was too much, stuck out his bright red tongue, and smiled flatteringly: "Just kidding, why is Gu Lang so stingy, I really can't bear a big cloak, Your Highness will return it to you."

Xie Xuan said it happily, and if he really did, he immediately reached out to pull the crane cloak.

However, as soon as they touched the collar tie, the movements of the thin white fingers obviously slowed down.

First, he unbuttoned the buckle slowly, but for some reason, he accidentally touched the neckline of the unlined shirt inside, and his white and delicate collarbone was instantly exposed.

But Xie Xuan seemed to know nothing, and continued to take off the cloak completely, holding it with a few fingers as thin as jade: "Hey, just give it back to General Gu Lang."

Black hair shawls, skin white and transparent under the moonlight, like a seductive demon.

Gu Siyuan squinted his eyes, and while taking the cloak, he grabbed his wrist.

The next moment, the palm of the hand slowly moved towards the neckline again, and was about to caress the delicate collarbone and the large piece of smooth white skin that leaked out.

Then, Gu Siyuan turned his palm, pulled down the neckline and tightened it tightly, put on the cloak again, fastened the belt again, and said solemnly: "Don't be a demon, I am not the one who is sick with bitter medicine."

"..." Xie Xuan.

There's nothing fancy about it.

He quickly tightened the cloak tightly, covering his neck tightly.

After a long while, Xie Xuan looked at Gu Siyuan with his dark eyes, and said with a half-smile: "It's strange that everyone says that Gu Lang has a heart of stone, and even if he is beautiful, he will not be disturbed."

Gu Siyuan raised his eyebrows, and said calmly, "Why doesn't Your Highness Six think about it, maybe the current beauty is not enough?"

"..." Xie Xuan.

What do you mean?

Since he was a child, he has seen people scold him or something, but he has never seen anyone scold him ugly.

Xie Xuan reached out and took the pastry on the table and took a big bite, as if he took him as an object to vent his anger.

Seeing his angry appearance, Gu Siyuan thought it was funny in his heart, but his expression remained calm.

Instead, he stretched out his hand to hold his thin and lonely wrist, his pulse was light, but it was already much better than before.

"It seems that the medicine these days has been drunk obediently."

Speaking of this, Xie Xuan became angry again, puffing his cheeks and said: "What kind of medicine are you, it's so painful."

Gu Siyuan sneered: "The medicine the Sixth Highness drank before was not bitter, but is it useful?"

Xie Xuan thought that he was really comfortable these days.

Last time in the small garden of Ningshou Palace, after Gu Siyuan took his pulse, he gave him a prescription the next day, saying it could cure his illness and he needed to drink it every day.

Xie Xuanda has been taking medicine since he could eat, and he gets sick intermittently every year.

This is a weak disease brought out in the mother's womb, and even the best imperial physician in the palace can't cure it, so he has long since given up hope.

However, he was somewhat interested in Gu Siyuan's medical skills, and somehow believed that Gu Siyuan would never harm him, so he took medicine from outside and drank it intermittently for a while.

Unexpectedly, the body has become much more comfortable recently.

Although my hands and feet are still cold, I can still sleep soundly every day.

Xie Xuan looked at Gu Siyuan, and said tentatively: "My Highness really did not expect that General Gu Lang's medical skills are much more advanced than the imperial physician."

Gu Siyuan pinched the man's chin, met his sly eyes, and said casually: "Since the Sixth Highness took the medicine outside the palace, didn't you let someone see the prescription by the way, don't you know it's for detoxification? "

Xie Xuan is not a disease at all, but a poison.

The poison is very mild, it will not kill people, but it will make people weak all year round, and it will damage the foundation bit by bit.

It's not that the imperial physicians in the palace couldn't cure her, they just didn't dare to cure her.

The night wind blew in through the window, and the black hair draped over her shoulders gently stirred her cheeks.

Xie Xuan stretched out his hand to brush his hair behind his ears, rubbed his chin lightly on Gu Siyuan's wide palm, and smiled lightly: "Oh, General Gu Lang really loves to be serious, my highness just wants to take this opportunity to praise General Gu Lang. .”

Gu Siyuan's expression remained unchanged, his palms slowly covered his beautiful eyes, and said softly, "Stop laughing, it's so ugly."

"Okay." Xie Xuan was not angry, but he really stopped laughing.

The whole person was in a daze, like a beautiful lifeless porcelain doll.

But the next moment, the whole person woke up from the sluggishness, a huge force came from the arm, and then the whole person left the ground and sat on the warm lap.

Gu Siyuan held him in his arms and pointed to the table beside him: "What were you doing before I came?"

Xie Xuan tried his best to ignore this intimate gesture, puffed his mouth and replied: "It will be the emperor's grandma's Qianqiu soon, and I am doing a birthday gift."

Gu Siyuan asked casually, "What birthday gift?"

Xie Xuan smiled and said, "Write a picture of longevity in hand."

Gu Siyuan raised his eyebrows: "Is it just 1 longevity characters? It's nothing new."

Xie Xuan puffed his mouth, unconvinced: "I have no new ideas, but you are a big bastard, can you have new ideas?"

Gu Siyuan glanced at him, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "The Sixth Highness is using aggressive methods?"

Xie Xuan rolled his eyes slightly, and said proudly, "Hmph, who cares?"

Gu Siyuan stood up abruptly, and said coldly, "I will serve you with pen and ink."

"..." Xie Xuan.

Hehe, how insane.

He is a good prince, but he has become a book boy.

After everything was ready, Xie Xuan complained to himself in his heart that he was really useless.

One must know that on weekdays, he himself is served by servants, but now he is serving this cold-faced old man.

Gu Siyuan didn't care about the wild thoughts of His Highness who had a cloudy temper. He picked up the brush with his right hand, pondered for a while, and slowly wrote down a few words on the paper.

He is a martial artist, he usually holds a sword and dances with a sword, and his strength in his hand has always been very stable, so he is naturally not bad at holding a pen.

In fact, in his life as his own, he probably didn't write calligraphy very often, but at this time, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Especially in such an antique room, there is a man with red sleeves beside him.

It seems that such a scene once appeared in some interlaced time and space.

Xie Xuan looked at the words written on the paper, and slightly opened his eyes wide.

He has been a prince since he was born, and compared to those real literati and scholars, he is not that outstanding in reading and learning. After all, he does not expect to be the number one scholar in the future, but after all, he grew up in a pile of rich clothes and jade, and he has seen a lot of good things.

Good and bad can be easily distinguished. For example, Gu Siyuan's handwriting is obviously very extraordinary, and it is not much worse than those masters' calligraphy in the family's collection.

He raised his head and looked at the person in front of him with bright eyes, as if he was meeting this person for the first time.

"Just being a general in the imperial forest army, I feel wronged by General Gu Lang."

Gu Siyuan kept his hands on his hands and replied casually without raising his head: "I wish to be a Confucian general."

"Ha..." Xie Xuan chuckled, thinking about how indifferent this man used to be, how could he not be connected with the word Confucianism.

He thought for a while, then asked curiously: "General Gu Lang wants to lead troops to the battlefield?"

Gu Siyuan paused slightly, raised his eyes to look at Xie Xuan: "It depends on the future decision of His Highness the Sixth Highness."

The corners of Xie Xuan's mouth were slightly curved, his slender eyebrows were raised, and his usually sly eyes showed a bit of coldness: "It seems that Gu Lang will be the main fighter."

Gu Siyuan didn't evade, met his gaze, and said in a dignified voice, "I don't take the lead, but I don't back down; offenders will be punished no matter how far away they are."

Daliang has gone through four lives, and now it looks like a peaceful and prosperous age, but in fact it is just an appearance.

At the beginning, the founding ancestor of Daliang drove away the throne that the grassland people had ascended to. Now that six or seventy years have passed, those people on horseback have almost recovered.

The resources on the prairie are scarce, and the people of the prairie are naturally wild and violent.

In the past few years, they would harass the border and loot the caravan if they had nothing to do.

But after many years of peaceful life, no matter whether it is the Liang court or the sergeants, they are unwilling to go to war easily, and now they basically turn a blind eye.

In the winter that just passed, the grassland people invaded more and more, looting more than 6000 people at one time, and finally let the general soldier of Yanmen Pass exchange food and weapons for people.

In the process, nearly a thousand men were killed and women were raped.

After reporting to the capital, Emperor Jianzhao didn't say anything.

Emperor Jianzhao's thoughts are easy to understand. He was originally a cowardly person. Now that he is at this age, he really does not want to start another dispute. The grassland people are now strong and strong, and they are deliberately provoking trouble. The life of his emperor was discredited.

In addition to the prairie people in the north, the Japanese pirates on the southeast coast have never stopped.

They are much more rampant than the prairie people, burning, killing, looting, doing all kinds of evil, and even colluding with local officials to garrison.

However, Daliang has no experience in naval battles, and has always lost more than he won over the years. It was not until Yu Zhiyao appeared that the battle situation changed. But Yu Zhiyao is already over 50 years old and can last for a few more years.

Listen to these simple sixteen words.

Xie Xuan's body seemed to tremble.

He looked at Gu Siyuan's eyes, revealing an indescribable brilliance.

After a while, he raised his thin wrist, put it lightly on Gu Siyuan's arm, and squeezed it firmly: "My Highness promises you that one day I will sit in that position in the future, and I will definitely do it."

"En." Gu Siyuan felt the temperature on his hands and nodded.

Neither of them said anything more, everything was kept silent.

It was late spring.

The spring is bright and the climate is getting warmer, even giving birth to a little heat.

Because the power of several sons was severely frustrated last time, Emperor Jianzhao is in a good mood these days, and when there are quarrels in the court, he just squints his eyes.

However, today, he became visibly irritable again.

Last time, so many officials were slapped down, and this time they had to be filled. These princes naturally quarreled again, and they all wanted to let their own people go.

Among them, the debate about the trust of the commander of the Beijing camp is the most intense.

How could Emperor Jianzhao let them do what they wished? He finally got rid of the original people. Now he just wants to hold Jingying in his hands.

Even Xie Huan's people, he hesitated.

Therefore, when he was in the court hall, he said directly: "I remember that the previous commander of the Beijing camp had a problem after only two years in office, so I decided that after today, I will personally watch over the Beijing camp."

The courtiers were silent.

The Beijing camp is related to the safety of the capital, as well as the safety of the imperial city and His Majesty.

If they want to fight hard from His Majesty, they will easily be suspected of disobedience.

However, although the Beijing Camp is in the hands of the emperor, His Majesty has a lot of things to do every day. It is impossible to go to the Beijing Camp in person without incident. There must be a promotion position to help him convey instructions and supervise the daily defense.

So, the courtiers put their ideas up again.

But after arguing all morning, there is still no conclusion.

Emperor Jianzhao was also hesitating about this candidate.

He was still thinking about it when he was sitting on Yu Yu, but when he looked up, he looked at Gu Siyuan who was wearing armor beside him, and suddenly asked: "Siyuan, you are from the army, which general do you think is the strictest in running the army and the most sincere to me?" , is suitable for the promotion of the Beijing camp?"

When asked about this kind of thing suddenly, Gu Siyuan replied with unchanged expression: "General Yu Zhiyao is naturally the strictest in governing the army. Loyalty is invisible and intangible. I don't trust others."

Emperor Jianzhao also smiled: "That's right, Siyuan is still straightforward."

At this moment, Gu Siyuan suddenly said: "However, if the transfer from the Beijing camp that His Majesty needs is only a strict and loyal person, then perhaps I can take it."

"You... Who are you talking about?" Emperor Jianzhao didn't seem to react for a while, and asked again.

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