I was engaged in construction in ancient times

The full moon hangs in the sky, and in the vast and boundless desert, the wind blows up the sand.

A fine horse galloped on the sandy ground, its hooves passing by in the dust, and the sound of breaking wind was endless. A tall man was riding on the horse, his long hair was simply tied behind his head, and his appearance was handsome and sharp.

Like the sharpest blade in the desert.

Duan Shaorong rode happily around and returned to the camp. He opened the wine bag in his hand neatly, raised his head and took a sip of the strong wine. The wine was strong and mellow, and the hot wine rolled down his throat. were also set on fire.

He wiped his mouth casually.

With a few drops of wine stains on the neckline, Duan Shaorong jumped off the horse, and after a dull sound, he landed firmly on the ground, and the soldiers in the camp greeted him.

Holding the wine bag, he gulped and drank a few more sips.

The branches were burning in the fire, and the splashed sparks were like simple fireworks, floating upward in the dark night, and then disappeared with a series of crackling sounds.

Around the white tents, there are many bright fires at night, and meat is grilled on top of the fires, and the aroma of the roasted beef and mutton is flying around.

Duan Shaorong took the wine bag in his hand, sat down casually by the fire, bent one leg, put his hands on his knees, raised his head and took another sip of strong wine.

The moonlight behind me is blue, and the moonlight is sprinkled on the continuous desert peaks, and the sand and dust raised pass by one after another.

The mutton on the fire pile, the fat that flowed down fell into the fire, making a sizzling sound, opposite to the sound, there was a burst of craving meat aroma.

"Jiang Zhenchuan, you are good at craftsmanship. You are not a general, but you can still sell roast lamb in the capital."

The man who was roasting mutton next to the fire paused for a moment. He was wearing light armor and had a young and handsome face. Even though he was roasting mutton at this time, his power should not be underestimated. Looking at Duan Shaorong, he said: "His Royal Highness, can you give me a sip of wine?"

Duan Shaorong glared at him, and lazily said: "Is there anyone in this world who can snatch wine from me?"

"Dream."

Jiang Zhenchuan snorted and laughed, "Your Highness really looks like Your Majesty."

Duan Shaorong drank wine and looked at the mighty full moon in the sky. Under such a night sky, it seemed as if the moon was right above your head, just within your reach.

He couldn't help raising his hand, and looking over like this, his hand seemed to be in the full moon.

Duan Shaorong slowly swallowed the wine in his mouth, thinking that Jiang Zhenchuan really has his own knack for roasting mutton, he was hungry when he smelled it, his phoenix eyes couldn't help but sweep over the sizzling mutton, and then looked at the handsome man in front of him on the man.

He said, "Jiang Zhenchuan, do you know that we could almost be brothers."

"Really?" Jiang Zhenchuan's expression remained calm, he fiddled with the roasted whole lamb in his hands, and brushed it with another layer of oil. The body of the lamb was charred on the outside and tender on the inside. Swallow.

"His Highness is able to lift up his subordinates, that's naturally—"

Duan Shaorong interrupted him and said: "My father wanted to adopt you as a foster son back then."

"Your Majesty has been so kind to me—"

"But I don't agree!! I don't want to be brothers with someone like you." Duan Shaorong hugged his chest and snorted, pouring a handful of cumin on it.

Jiang Zhenchuan was in a hurry to save his roasted whole lamb, "Your Highness, there are too many."

"My Highness has a strong taste." Duan Shaorong rubbed his nose, and he sneezed several times due to choking.

Jiang Zhenchuan looked at the man in front of him who was choked by him with a smile, and saw that he was handsome and extraordinary, and he was brave and good at fighting like His Majesty when he was young. He was only 20 years old, and he was already called the God of War by the people. His fame moved the world and his power shook the world.

It's just that sometimes, he's a little childish, has a bad temper, and is difficult to serve.

Jiang Zhenchuan took the roasted mutton off the fire, put it on the spread oiled paper, cut off the best piece of meat with a dagger, and handed it to Duan Shaorong who was beside him.

Duan Shaorong reluctantly took the meat in his hand with disgusted eyes, "Come and try your handicraft."

In fact, he was already itchy with greed.

Over the years, Jiang Zhenchuan has gotten used to his inconsistency.

Cannibal has a short mouth and soft hands when taking people, Duan Shaorong quickly took a few bites, "Actually, think about it now, let's be brothers with you... We have been brothers for a long time after we have been born and died all these years."

"It is really a great honor for your Highness to treat your brother." Jiang Zhenchuan smiled softly.

His expression is elegant, at this moment, he doesn't look like a general, but more like a military strategist planning strategies in the camp.

Duan Shaorong ticked his little finger at him, "Then reluctantly recognize you as a brother."

Duan Shaorong himself is extremely proud, no matter what, he will never call out the other party's elder brother, even though these years, under the care of the other party, he has already acquiesced to this point.

Jiang Zhenchuan smiled, he had already seen the pride in Duan Shaorong's eyes.

With his right hand, he took out a wooden box with orchid patterns from his sleeve, rubbed the box gently with his eyes, and remembered the person who gave it to him...

The sharp-eyed Duan Shaorong saw the treasure box in his hand that he couldn't put it down, and sarcastically said: "Hey, I took out your treasure box again. What's in it? It was given by my sweetheart? Is it the little girl from Jia'an, or Qiao Ling?" your little twins?"

Jiang Zhenchuan smiled sweetly, and said softly, "He is in Yangcheng."

Duan Shaorong was curious, he really wanted to know who the other party's sweetheart was, he rubbed his face, and jokingly said: "But I see that the carpentry skills of this box are too poor, it must not be the girl who was born rich... Tsk tsk, could it be you How about that bite?"

"Baby dear? The girl is waiting for you to go back and marry her at home?"

Jiang Zhenchuan glanced at Duan Shaorong with a half smile but not a smile, "I don't have baby relatives, but Your Highness..."

Duan Shaorong waved his hand at him, "You don't need to say any more..."

He finished the mutton in his hand in three mouthfuls, then lay on the ground with his head on his back, his arms behind his head, his phoenix eyes looking at the faint moonlight in the sky, he didn't know what he was thinking.

He unwrapped an old sachet at his waist, and wrapped his fingers around the yellow tassels on the sachet.

Jiang Zhenchuan lowered his head and continued to burn the meat, smelling the smell of meat in the air, but Duan Shaorong couldn't smell it anymore.

After a long time, Jiang Zhenchuan heard the people around him softly say, "Go back to Beijing in three days."

Hearing his words, Jiang Zhenchuan froze for a moment, then the corners of his mouth slightly curved, "Has your Highness made a decision?"

Duan Shaorong closed his eyes, said those three words like a strong man, "Go back."

It's been almost ten years since he came out...

"Jiang Zhenchuan, do you want to go back with His Highness?"

Jiang Zhenchuan nodded: "That's natural."

Duan Shaorong sighed, went to sit next to Jiang Zhenchuan, and patted Jiang Zhenchuan's shoulder, "I'm afraid I won't have a chance to come out this time."

Jiang Zhenchuan glanced at him with a smile, Duan Shaorong couldn't hold back, and punched him between the eyebrows: "I know you can still leave after being knighted, don't look at me like that, I deserve a beating."

"If Your Highness is unhappy, you can practice your hands and feet with His Highness..."

"Forget it, His Highness is not in the mood to fight right now."

"Na Zhenchuan congratulates His Highness the Crown Prince on his wedding in advance."

"If you say it again, I will really beat you."

Three days later, Duan Shaorong returned to Beijing with his troops and horses. Now the capital of Qian Kingdom is the former Xinyang City.

His Royal Highness, the Prince of War God, who was famous all over the world, came back, and countless people gathered on both sides of the road, hoping to catch a glimpse of His Royal Highness.

Soldiers with long guns stood beside them, and men on high horses led the way. Under the yellow banners fluttering high, drums were beating. There was thunder in people's ears.

In the teahouse on the second floor, someone pushed open the curtain and kept looking out.

"My lord, let's rest for a while, Your Highness and the others won't be here until later."

The young man in white shook his head, his clear eyes kept staring at the stone slab in the middle of the spacious road, he couldn't bear to blink, for fear of missing something.

Knowing that the man was coming back, Sun Ruozheng went out early.

After waiting all morning in vain, I finally heard the news.

He had heard the sound of drums a long time ago, but he hadn't seen anyone yet. He rubbed his brows, his body was a little tired, he didn't sleep all night last night, he lit a red candle, sat under the lamp, and stared at the box of letters in a daze.

Thinking of the strong font on the letter paper, her beautiful and fair cheeks couldn't help being stained with a blush.

The sound of hoofs was getting closer.

The young man in white stood by the window of the high-rise building, and gently pushed open the bamboo curtain. The weeping willows on the opposite road were fluttering in the wind. Soon, a man in battle armor passed by under the catkins. Under the silver armor, just one glance——

He recognized the man.

Duan Shaorong rode a white horse, crossed the stone bridge, bypassed the willows, and headed all the way towards the palace. When he passed by an attic, he suddenly felt something in his heart. Looking back, he bumped into the constantly flipping bamboo curtains on the tall building.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.