Cannon fodder beauty master awakens

Just as Pei Xiangyun was about to struggle to get up, the curtain was lifted and a servant walked in.

The boy had a baby face, was not tall, and looked very festive.

He was holding a copper basin in his arms, with a towel on it, and his eyes lit up when he saw Pei Xiangyun wake up: "Are you awake?"

Pei Xiangyun looked at him and slowly sat back.

He recognized this man.

In the previous life, the Wusi soldiers approached the city of Yuzhou and shouted for the city's general to surrender.But the Han general seemed to be stubborn, and vowed not to open the city gate to the death.

In the end, the city of Yuzhou was broken, and Usi's lieutenant general was arrogant: "Li Youchuan, are you still unwilling to surrender?"

The Han man named Li Youchuan stood on the city wall, his half-burnt cloak fluttering behind him like a banner that would never land.

He laughed loudly, the baby's face was stained with blood and dust, but its eyes were extremely bright: "But let the Dragon City Flying General be here, and don't teach Huma to go to the Yin Mountain!"

After speaking, he turned over and jumped off the city wall, falling into the fire.

Pei Xiangyun was behind the lieutenant general at the time, seeing Li Youchuan's heart beating heavily in his chest when he fell, he subconsciously rode his horse forward to catch him.

But just as he stretched out his hand, the man had already fallen into the raging fire.

The lieutenant hurried forward and asked if he was injured by the fire.He shook his head, but his eyes were full of absence.

This Li Youchuan... is the boy who grew up with the teacher.

"This little brother?"

Li Youchuan looked at the stunned expression of the person in front of him, thinking that he was burning stupid, so he quickly put down the copper basin, and reached out to touch his forehead.

Pei Xiangyun clutched his wrist, something was choked in his throat, making him unable to say a word.

Li Youchuan received instructions from Rong Zhang this morning, asking him to come here to take care of a wounded man temporarily.He thought he was an injured spy who went out to inquire about the enemy's situation, but he didn't expect to see a strange face.

The man in front of him is indeed a mixed blood of Han Chinese and Uz, with a high nose, deep eyebrows and eyes, with a kind of wild ruthlessness.

Li Youchuan was frightened by those wolf-like eyes, and said in a low voice: "Little brother, if you feel uncomfortable, tell me, and I'll call a military doctor for you."

Hearing his words, Pei Xiangyun woke up from the dazed state and slowly let go of his wrist.

Li Youchuan heaved a sigh of relief, and quietly rubbed his wrist that suffered the crime: "Little brother, what are you hiding?"

Pei Xiangyun shook his head, moved his lips, and said softly, "I'm sorry..."

It would be great if he was saved in the previous life.

At least the teacher is accompanied by an old friend, and I am afraid that he will not go so decisively in the last days.

Li Youchuan was confused by his apology, and sighed: "You can't be fooled by the rain outside, right? That's a pity, what a handsome child, it's a pity to be stupid."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the curtain quietly, and lowered his voice again: "You were new here that night, so you don't know. We have two special guards here in Longxi, one is General Zhang, and the other is My young master.

I heard that you hurt young master Zhang, so can my young master not be angry with you?Listen to me, when your injury is almost healed, go and apologize to my young master. "

Pei Xiangyun moved his lips, and was about to speak, but was stabbed impartially by the phrase "protect weaknesses".

Obviously, in his last life, Jiang Yi protected him the most.

His eyes were slightly red, and he bit his lip and said softly: "Your young master will not forgive me."

Li Youchuan frowned: "Why not? You have no grievances or enmities."

No resentment or hatred?

There is no resentment or enmity.

It was a bloody feud separated by family hatred and national hatred.

Pei Xiangyun sighed wearily, leaned on the bed, and let Li Youchuan change the dressing for his shoulder injury.

Jiang Yi's attitude the night before made him very sad.

Is it true that the teacher will never forgive himself again?

-

This disease really hurt his vitality, not only physically, but also mentally.

Pei Xiangyun couldn't accept that his title of "Jiang Yi's student" was taken by someone else, and he couldn't accept that Jiang Yi's partiality and favor had been given to another person. Because of the frequent typhoid fever, he couldn't completely see each other.

When his body recovered a little, it was already the beginning of summer.

Pei Xiangyun dragged his sick body outside the military tent to breathe, and saw the person he most wanted to see and was most afraid of seeing in the distance.

Jiang Yi took Zhang Su's hand and walked on Longshang, the man's lips were slightly raised, and he seemed to be in a very happy mood.

He hadn't seen Master so happy for a long time.

It seemed that the last couple of days when the two of them got together in the previous life was too sad, and it carved a deep imprint in his memory, making him forget what Jiang Yi looked like when he was smiling relaxedly.

Pei Xiangyun stepped forward quickly, watching the teacher hold other people's hands quietly across half of the school grounds.

That clearly... should be his position.

He subconsciously wanted to rush over again, but after running two steps, he stopped the movement of his feet.

Teachers don't like this.

Jiang Yi educated him that night with reprimands and pain.

He should not interfere with the teacher's life with his own ideas.

Pei Xiangyun's hand was tightly clasped on the fence outside the school grounds, and he didn't even feel the slightest pain when the wooden thorn got into his hand.It wasn't until the man's figure disappeared into the distance that he slowly let go of his hand.

He had been sitting in the school yard until Youshi, only then did he realize that it was getting dark.

There was no one on the school field, only the remaining weapons were glowing coldly under the moonlight.

Pei Xiangyun stood up slowly, and drew out a silver spear.

The spear/spear is quite heavy, and it feels solid and heavy in the hand.Relying on the memory of his previous life, he stabbed forward steadily.

The tip of the gun was shining with cold light, he blinked, another layer of warmth covered the back of his hand in a trance.

"You have to keep your footing steady, otherwise you will be caught by the enemy's weakness."

The man's gentle voice sounded beside his ears, and he taught him how to use the spear hand in hand: "Since you choose to take up a weapon, you must not back down. The battlefield is not a child's play, you only have one choice, and that is to "survive".There is a saying in Cao GUI's debate, "If you work hard at one time, you will decline again, and you will be exhausted at the third time." Do you know that? "

Pei Xiangyun had always had a headache reading and writing, and couldn't remember who Cao GUI was, so he nodded indiscriminately.

"This is the first form, we..."

He changed the posture according to what the man said, the muscles on the forearm were tense, and connected with the silver spear to form a beautiful line of strength.

"Master, I..."

Pei Xiangyun felt that he did a good job in this pose, and happily turned his head to get the man's compliment, but the warmth covering the back of his hand suddenly disappeared.

The summer insects chirped softly in the grass, and a dry wind blew by. Apart from the moonlight, he was the only one on the school field.

Pei Xiangyun stared blankly at his side, and suddenly realized that the warmth just now was just a memory.

The silver gun was hanging down by his side, he sighed softly, and was about to put the gun back to its original place and leave the school grounds, when he suddenly heard a voice behind him: "The poses just now were very good, why didn't you continue?"

Pei Xiangyun paused, and turned around awkwardly.

Zhang Rong took off his light armor, and stood not far away in a full suit, looking at him.

Pei Xiangyun hasn't seen this old general for some days, one is because of illness, and the other is because of guilty conscience.

If it weren't for General Zhang, he might have been kicked out of the Longxi barracks.

The old general let him live and board in Longxi, and even allowed him to come to the school to practice martial arts, but he lost his head for a while and hurt his son.

Pei Xiangyun wanted to run subconsciously, but Zhang Rong's next sentence nailed him in place.

"Is the disease much better?" Zhang Rong walked over slowly, "Is it still hot?"

Pei Xiangyun moved his lips, lowered his eyes, not daring to look into his eyes, and just nodded lightly: "See you..."

"It's good to see you."

Rong Zhang sat down and patted the seat beside him: "Don't just stand still, sit down."

Pei Xiangyun glanced at him, gently put down the spear in his hand, and sat down beside him in an orderly manner.

There was a silence between the two, only the low chirping of grass insects remained.

After a while, Pei Xiangyun mustered up his courage and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, General."

Rong Zhang snorted: "The old man was about to have a good talk with you, but I didn't expect you to apologize first."

"I didn't mean it..." Pei Xiangyun's throat was a little dry, and he hurriedly defended, "I was just too anxious, I'm really sorry."

"When Jiang Ziming said that you hurt Su'er, I really wanted to pick on your muscles..." Rong Zhang said, "But Su'er refused."

Pei Xiangyun's hands on his knees clenched his clothes tightly.

"Su'er said you were crying. You looked pitiful and sad. He fell to the ground and hurt. You fell too. He felt that you hurt too. Please don't blame you."

Rong Zhang's voice was low: "You are sorry for him, not me."

"I……"

"You want to be Jiang Ziming's student so much?"

Rong Zhang interrupted him, and looked over sharply: "Why?"

Pei Xiangyun looked at the general's falcon-like eyes, and licked his lips: "I heard that he is the most talented person in Dayan, the number one scholar in the imperial examination and the young prime minister, so..."

"you are lying."

Pei Xiangyun's heart skipped a beat, and his palms were already dripping with sweat.

"Since you don't want to say it, I won't force you."

Rong Zhang patted him on the shoulder: "But you have to know that not everything can be obtained by force, and it often backfires in many cases. You get lucky and lose your life, do you understand that?"

"I understand..." Pei Xiangyun whispered, "but it's... difficult for me."

Zhang Rong looked at the stubbornness in the eyes of the young man in front of him, and sighed: "It is difficult for everyone, but the reason why people are different from livestock is because of their own restraint and rationality."

He stood up slowly: "Su'er will help you plead for mercy this time, I will let you go, it will not be so simple next time."

"I'm sorry..." Pei Xiangyun looked at his back and raised his voice, "I know I was wrong."

"Jiang Ziming said earlier that you didn't know your fault, so he punished you to kneel in the rain."

Rong Zhang turned his face to the side, showing a meaningful smile: "If you really know that you are wrong, go and tell him. You have to express your apology, so that people will know that you really feel guilty."

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