After marrying a wealthy vegetative person Chongxi[Transmigration Book]

A small group of people hurried forward on the road. The leader was wearing black armor and a silver helmet, riding a tall horse, holding a red-tasseled long gun. The cold wind made the silver-gray battle robe rustle. The lacquer stands upright like pines and cypresses, looking towards the looming inn and small town at the end of the road.

The war horse neighed, and Jin Miao reined in the reins, only to see the soldiers who had explored the way come back and report:

"Major General, there is a seriously injured barbarian on the side of the road."

"Take it here and have a look."

The barbarian was covered in blood, and was framed up lifelessly by the soldiers, dying.

Driving forward, Jin Miao looked up at the dark sky, frowned and said:

"Take it to the station and let the doctor see if it's still alive."

"Yes!"

A group of people stepped forward into the post station, and large snowflakes fell profusely. Jin Miao immediately ordered the accompanying soldiers to rectify themselves.

After several days of rushing, it seemed that he was about to reach the northern border in half a day, but the young general felt a big stone in his heart.

This family has three generations of generals, and Jin Miao is also a member of Xinke Tanhualang. He should have a bright future, but unfortunately he was sent to the border of Mobei within a month of becoming an official, far away from his father and brother stationed in the southwest.

All because the imperial court's relatives were in power, and there were crimes on many borders. Zhen Guogong Jin Hongzhuo, Jin Miao's father, spoke out in the court, impeached the queen mother for her extravagance, depleted the treasury, and offended the emperor. implicated.

The weather in Mobei is harsh, the population is sparsely populated, and supplies are difficult. He does not know when he will be able to return home.

When he set off, his mother cried and swollen her eyes while holding him, and the matchmaker who stepped through the threshold to say kiss before was all gone.

Trying not to worry about things, Jin Miao took off his armor, went to the firewood room, and asked the doctor who was giving the injured barbarian a pulse:

"How is he?"

"If you go back to the general, he was seriously injured. Although he didn't hurt his vitals, he still developed a high fever because he didn't deal with it in time."

Shaking his head, the doctor sighed and put away the medicine box, regretfully saying:

"Do your best and obey the destiny. If you can survive tonight, you will probably be able to improve."

While the two were talking, the Yao boy who was serving him suddenly exclaimed. Jin Miao followed the sound and saw the barbarian who had been unconscious before.

The man's face was covered with blood, and he couldn't see his original appearance clearly, except for a pair of eyes, which were as blue as the sky after rain, so bright that it made people tremble in the bottom of their hearts.

Suffocated, Jin Miao's body seemed out of control. He stepped forward and patted the exposed hand of the man, whispering:

"It's okay, it's safe here."

Obviously delirious due to the high fever, the barbarian seemed to understand his words, and slowly closed his eyelids.

Unable to tell where the palpitations came from just now, Jin Miao ordered someone to wipe off the dirt on his face, and couldn't help but carefully looked at the sleeping man:

When I touched his hand just now, the tiger's mouth was full of thick calluses, it must be someone who practiced martial arts; and the wounds on his body were obviously hunted down, and the slaps were all ruthless, many of which were deep enough to see the bones, forming black blood clots On torn clothes.

The strange thing is that even in this embarrassment, the man still looks resolute, exuding a kind of nobility that cannot be ignored.

After wiping away the stain, Jin Miaofang gradually saw his face clearly:

His facial features are profound, his nose bridge is high and straight, he is naturally fierce, and his temperament is as sharp as a sword drawn out of its sheath.

"If he can wake up tomorrow, the old man will come to heal his injuries."

After the acupuncture, the doctor said so, and withdrew to collect the reward.

Looking at the heavy snow outside the door, Jin Miao lowered his eyes, told the post boy to be careful, and went back to the room to study military books.

I had no dreams all night, today Miao did not know how to eat breakfast, and heard the report from the soldiers who explored the road. Several trees fell on the road ahead, and the road was blocked by heavy snow. It would take a day or two to delay the road.

Just when he was upset, the handyman of the post station rushed to the door, his face was full of joy:

"General, that barbarian is awake."

With a heartbeat, Jin Miao seemed to be infected by him, stood up and said:

"Have someone call the doctor, I'll go down and have a look."

The firewood room was filled with heat from the stove. Jin Miao caught sight of the person lying on the bed, and the other person just turned his head. The eyes of the two met in the air, as if something was burning and it was so hot.

Just recovering from the high fever, the seriously injured man's face was pale, but his eyes were brighter than yesterday.

"It's you."

With a wet cloth on his forehead, the man couldn't get up yet, his voice was hoarse, he stared at Jin Miao, and said word by word:

"The grace of saving life will surely be repaid by the spring."

"It's serious."

Walking forward slowly, Jin Miao sat down beside him and asked softly:

"What's your name?"

The young man in front of him had sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed eyes. He was dressed in a brocade gown with cloud patterns and silver borders, and his long hair was tied up with a black jade hairpin.

"Huo Xinhong."

Few outsiders know this name, and Huo Xinhong didn't know why he said it naturally, so he asked weakly:

"Can I ask your benefactor's name?"

"Jin Miao."

These two words seemed to have pulled a string in Huo Xinhong's mind, and Jin Miao's next words instantly made him feel like he was struck by lightning:

"Ranger General."

Could it be that he...

His eyes dimmed, and Huo Xinhong's face became a little paler due to the serious injury, and his thoughts were churning in the bottom of his heart:

Is it God's will?

"you know me?"

He didn't let go of his subtle expression changes, but Jinmiao thought hard, but still didn't have any memory of this person, so he asked:

"Have we met?"

"A long time ago, I went to Yangzhou with my family to do business, and I had a relationship with the Major General."

The pink and white dumpling in his memory gradually overlapped with the energetic young man in front of him. Huo Xinhong felt a warm current in his heart, and fearing that Jin Miao would find out, he abruptly changed the subject:

"Now the old general has been stationed in Mobei for ten years in the past, and everyone here knows and knows."

Jin Miao suddenly realized: "So that's the case, no wonder you speak Jinyu so well."

Huo Xinhong took a deep look at him: "My father is from Yanning, and my mother is from Dajin."

The two of them still wanted to say something, but there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the boy said:

"General, the doctor is here."

"It's a miracle."

Still doubtful on the way here, the doctor came in and saw that Huo Xinhong had really woken up, and hurried forward to check his pulse, beaming with joy:

"Buddha bless!"

Unknowingly heaved a sigh of relief, the corners of Jin Miao's mouth raised slightly, and the doctor said:

"Next, I have to deal with the injuries on my body. It will hurt a little bit, so bear with it, little brother."

Seeing the secret signal from the guard outside the door, Jin Miao stood up and turned to comfort Huo Xinhong:

"Don't bother the doctor for now, we'll talk another day when you feel better."

Feeling a little bit reluctant in his heart, Huo Xinhong nodded and said without changing his expression:

"It's a word."

Following the guards to the guest room upstairs, the old man in the room was about to stand up and salute, but Jin Miao stopped him with a gesture:

"Tribo, did you find something?"

"Major General, that barbarian probably came from a difficult path."

As one of Duke Zhen's effective subordinates, Cui Lun returned home two years ago on the grounds of injury and illness, and now serves as the housekeeper of the mansion; this time, the old general was really worried about his youngest son, so he asked him to accompany the army. Point one or two:

"I checked the knife wound on his body last night. It seems to be from the double knives that people in Yanning love to use. In addition, he was obviously in a frightening high fever most of the night, so he bit his lips tightly and kept talking nonsense."

Recalling all the abnormalities in Huo Xinhong's body, Cui Lun was not without worry, and analyzed:

"The reason why the Yanning people have had good relations with our dynasty in recent years is that the old general is still alive in Mobei, and the second is that Princess Zhaoyang, who was married back then, is now the empress dowager of Yanning. However, the new Khan is only a year old. , it is said that there is an undercurrent in the Yanning clan right now, and the regent Zejin is eyeing the Central Plains covetously, so he has to guard against it."

The regent Zejin and the new Khan were both descended from Princess Zhaoyang. However, Zejin's father died of illness two years after marrying Princess Zhaoyang. Regent.

"That son's origin is unknown, it's better not to get too close."

After traveling with the old general for many years, Cui Lun somehow saw that Huo Xinhong was not an idler, so he persuaded him earnestly:

"I'm going to Daying soon, if someone comes to inquire about the news, it will be broken."

"Understood, I originally planned to pack up and set off tomorrow after the snow stopped."

Knowing that what Cui Bo said made sense, Jin Miao led the soldiers to continue on the road early the next morning, so that he would have time to say goodbye to Huo Xinhong in the future.

He had ordered the doctor to come for diagnosis and treatment on time, and he was not worried about Huo Xinhong, but for some reason, the moment he got on the horse, he saw the man healed from the window when he passed by the woodshed yesterday:

He bit the sweat towel, and let the doctor's knife fall on his body, and dirty blood flowed out from the wound from time to time; sweat poured down from his forehead, but his body remained motionless, let alone a half cry of pain.

It's just a foreigner who met by chance, Jin Miao deliberately ignored the slight loss in his heart, and dared not look back at the post station.

The smoke and dust raised by the horse's hooves dissipated at the end of the road. Huo Xinhong's hand that was holding on to the door rail was bruised until he couldn't see the silver light.

"Come out."

"My subordinate came late to rescue me, please forgive me, my lord."

Two figures fell from the beam silently and knelt down on one knee:

"The Chatai family has all been resolved."

"it is good."

After receiving the hemostatic elixir presented by the guard, Huo Xinhong said coldly without frowning:

"Look for a hidden place in Jiangle Town, I will go there tomorrow."

The two guards responded in unison: "Yes."

As Cui Lun said, the Mobei border has been relatively peaceful in recent years. Jiangle Town, located at the junction of the two countries, is thriving in business and trade. Children play and chase each other on the street, and many of them are intermarried children of the two ethnic groups, which is harmonious.

"This is……"

Backhanding the silk flowers thrown by the girls on the side of the road, Jin Miao was nervous at first and thought it was a sneak attack, until the local soldiers who came to greet him smiled and explained to him that it was the girls showing their love to him enthusiastically because of his handsome looks.

Influenced by the Yanning culture, the folk customs in the frontier are more open than in the Central Plains. Not only women will actively pursue their sweethearts, but it is not uncommon for men to marry men and women to marry women.

"How is the old general?"

The general currently stationed in Mobei is Yan Cheng, Jinfu's former subordinate. He personally went outside the camp to welcome Jinmiao and his party. When he saw Cui Lun, he was so happy that tears filled his eyes:

"I thought I would never see my brother in this life!"

The camp prepared a dust-cleaning banquet for Jin Miao. All the soldiers knew that he was the youngest son of the old general Jin, and seeing that he was humble and polite to others, they liked him more and more, so they naturally took good care of him.

Therefore, Jin Miao got used to it very quickly. The next afternoon, when he was free, he changed into casual clothes and wandered around Jiangle Town by himself.

"Today's general?"

A familiar voice came from behind, Jin Miao paused, turned around hesitantly, and saw Huo Xinhong standing under a tree not far away.

Compared to when we first met, Huo Xinhong looked a little better even though his face was still a little pale; he was wearing a pure sable fur robe, his long hair was loosely tied up with a headband, and his blue eyes were fixed on Jin Miao. , as if afraid of people disappearing.

"Leave without saying goodbye, sorry."

Stepping forward calmly, Jin Miao stopped a few steps away from him, raised her eyes and asked:

"Why are you here? The injury healed so quickly?"

"It's not all right,"

Seeing Jin Miao's defense against him, Huo Xinhong restrained the urge to get closer, and said with a wry smile:

"The general must have a lot of questions in his mind. If time permits, can you sit down at a nearby restaurant and talk slowly? The place is up to you."

"I'm new here, so I don't know any good places."

The tone softened a bit, and Jin Miao walked up to him generously, and said with a smile:

"Why don't you recommend it?"

The young man was wearing a buckskin cloak, and his black hair was neatly tied up with white jade hairpins. When he approached, the faint scent of grass and trees on his body penetrated into Huo Xinhong's nostrils, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

Huo Xinhong suppressed his thunderous heartbeat, and forced himself to speak calmly: "There are three shops on this road, and their respective signs are roast lamb, stewed dishes, and vegetarian dishes. I don't know your taste?"

Without even thinking about it, Jin Miao replied, "Let's stew vegetables."

After a while, the two sat in the box on the second floor of the restaurant. Huo Xinhong handed over a brocade box and said:

"This is the indigo incense that Yanning nobles love to use. Be careful. I hope the general will not dislike it."

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of his tightly clenched hands, and Jin Miao smiled, not rejecting it, but pretending to ask casually:

"Nobles love to use it? How did you get it?"

"Why should the general ask questions knowingly?"

Lowering his head and coughing, Huo Xinhong took out a wooden bottle from his arms, poured out a pill and swallowed it, and said calmly:

"I'm someone close to Khan. I came this time to find out about the bombing of the iron mine on the border between the two countries. Unexpectedly, I was hunted down many times on the way. Fortunately, I met the general."

This was indeed one of the reasons why Huo Xinhong sneaked into Dajin, he was not lying, of course not all of them.

"The iron mine was blown up?"

No one mentioned this to him. Jin Miao opened the brocade box, and bursts of sweet fragrance came out. He asked:

"It was blown up maliciously?"

Huo Xinhong nodded: "Yes, but it has been successfully resolved, and production is expected to resume next month. If the major general doesn't believe it, you can check it yourself. The envoy of Yanning will send someone to send a thank you gift outside the camp tomorrow. As for the various spices that the major general loves , I will ask someone to send it separately."

"Thank you?"

It took a long time to react, Jin Miao suddenly changed his face, and asked vigilantly:

"How did you know I love spices?"

Except for Jin's family and his wife, no one knew that Jinmiao was good at blending fragrances, let alone a Yanning native.

"Major General, don't get me wrong."

Carefully taking out a half-worn sachet from his cuff, Huo Xinhong solemnly placed it in Jin Miao's hand like holding a treasure:

"This sachet, I wonder if you still recognize it?"

The sachet is made of ordinary fabric, and the embroidery is not very exquisite. Perhaps it is often rubbed between fingers, and the surface has faded; inside are a few dry grass leaves, which have lost their flavor long ago, but Jin Miao can tell at a glance type.

"Atractylodes, Michelia, Angelica..."

Sniffing under his nose, Jin Miao opened his eyes wide in disbelief:

"This is my recipe!"

When Jin Miao was about five or six years old, he had just learned how to make fragrances, and he was able to draw inferences from one instance and improve many spice recipes, and this one in his hand should be one of the fun things he was looking for.

"At that time, I just arrived in the Central Plains, and I had a lot of discomfort. Thanks to the help of the major general."

Guessing that Jin Miao might not remember, Huo Xinhong didn't show any disappointment, and said seriously:

"After many years, the young general saved my life again. The kindness is as heavy as a mountain, and I should promise it with my body."

"what?"

Almost unable to hold the sachet in his hand, Jin Miao raised his eyes in amazement, trying to find a sign that he was joking, but found that his eyes were terribly burning, and forced to change the subject:

"Some things can't be said nonsense, this sachet is too old, I'll give you a new one."

Not surprised by Jin Miao's reaction, Huo Xinhong saw him frantically looking for the sachet on his body, he breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of his lips couldn't help curling up, and he said casually:

"It was me who was being abrupt, but I have struggled on the edge of life and death, so I understand that when you meet someone you like, you should seize the opportunity and tell him, otherwise he will sneak away."

When he said this, Huo Xinhong stared at him with his blue eyes, as if he couldn't hide all his thoughts, which made his heart tremble.

"too fast!"

Never having encountered such a straightforward show of love, Jinmiao blushed to the ears, and stammered when she refused:

"Also, have you ever thought that I am the general of Dajin, and you are the nobleman of Yanning, if the two countries go to war, we will definitely draw our swords against each other."

"You can rest assured about that,"

Taking off the amber gold chain in his hand, Huo Xinhong grabbed Jin Miao's hand, put it in his palm, and folded his five fingers together:

"At least when the Queen Mother and Khan are in power, Yanning will definitely be Da Jin's ally, I promise."

Jin Miao heard something unusual: "Who the hell are you?"

"Like I said, I'm someone close to Khan."

Letting go of his hand, Huo Xinhong looked at the sachet held by Jin Miao in the other hand, and asked with a chuckle:

"Is this an exchange of tokens?"

"certainly not."

Frustrated, he threw the sachet into his hands, and Jin Miao realized later that he acted like a young girl who had just begun to fall in love, and said angrily:

"I'm not such a frivolous person!"

"I'm not either, you'll know if you know me better."

Unable to stop raising his eyebrows, Huo Xinhong quietly hid the sachet in his sleeve, and put the cold meat strips in front of Jin Miao, expecting to ask:

"When I recover from my injury, can we meet more often?"

Playing with the amber chain in his hand for a while, Jin Miao glanced at him, saw his eager eyes, and responded in a low voice:

"Heal your injury first, and see you again when you have a chance."

Huo Xinhong quickly replied: "Okay."

Back at Daying at night, Jinmiao asked Yan Cheng and Cui Lun about meeting Huo Xinhong to find out whether the iron mine incident was true.

"There is such a thing, I think it's old Cui worrying too much."

After hearing Jin Miao's words, Yan Cheng didn't seem to care much, and said disapprovingly:

"Yanning has indeed grown stronger in recent years, but with its current situation, even if they want to annex the Central Plains, they will be powerless. Just accept the gift at ease."

He didn't tell the two about Huo Xinhong giving him the amber chain, and since Jin Miao got the general's permission, he didn't bother him any more; only when he was leaving, he seemed to hear Cui Lun questioning Yan Cheng through the door: "Tell me honestly... ..."

In the early morning of the next day, a team of Yanning envoys really carried more than a dozen boxes outside the camp. In addition to delicacies from mountains and seas, there were also gold and various rare things in the boxes.

Grabbing a pearl necklace inside, the beads were as big as quail eggs, Cui Lun was dumbfounded:

"Who exactly did you save?"

Sitting in a small tavern, Jin Miao sipped the local specialty kumiss, when Huo Xinhong's voice sounded behind him:

"Miaomiao, we meet again, are you satisfied with Xie Li?"

"More than satisfied,"

Raising eyebrows and glanced at the man, Jin Miao saw that he was still wearing the same black robe, and his complexion was much ruddy, so he relieved himself and joked:

"It seems that your status in Yanning is not low."

"This is the Huan Shen Pill specially made by Yanning Witch Doctor. As long as there is still one breath left, it can drag people back from hell."

Sitting down beside Jin Miao, Huo Xinhong put a brocade box in his hand, and said with concern:

"You wear self-defense."

"It's so precious, isn't it?"

Unable to resist Huo Xinhong, Jin Miao knocked off Huo Xinhong's hand stretching towards the wine bottle, and said helplessly:

"You are still injured, so you can't drink."

"As long as you accept it, I won't drink it."

Seeing his speechless appearance with a smile, Huo Xinhong felt much more relaxed, and invited:

"There is a big river beside Jiangle Town, and the Yanning Kingdom is on the other side. Let's go see it together next time?"

Being curious, Jin Miao said straightforwardly: "Okay, I've always wanted to see over there."

Huo Xinhong strikes while the iron is hot: "Also, I have always been very interested in Central Plains martial arts, and I hope to ask Miaomiao to teach me a thing or two."

Jin Miao raised her chin: "It can be considered, but don't blame me for not showing mercy."

Huo Xinhong didn't mind this at all: "That's great."

A few days later, in Xiumu, Jin Miao rode out of the city on horseback. Seeing that Huo Xinhong was still going to the appointment alone, he asked curiously:

"Aren't you afraid that someone will attack you? Since you are a nobleman, why don't you bring your followers?"

"Arranged some to lie in the dark,"

Ce Ma stepped forward, Huo Xinhong selfishly didn't want people to disturb the two of them being alone, and said in a low voice:

"Besides, with you here, who can attack me? If there is an assassin who can't even stop the general today, I can only catch him without a fight."

He spoke with concentration and sincerity, and the corners of Jin Miao's mouth were slightly raised, and he rode side by side in the direction of the river leisurely.

The place they want to go to is a large open grassland, the vegetation is dry in early winter, the river beside it is covered with a thin layer of ice, and there are two or three leaf fishing boats floating in the distance, as if only each other is left in the world.

Fortunately, the sun is good today, and it is warm on the body. Huo Xinhong asked for no reason:

"Do you like Mobei?"

"is acceptable?"

It has been half a month since I came to the border, and Jin Miao gradually got used to the environment here, so I answered casually:

"The people here are very enthusiastic. Although there are many differences from Central Plains, I am a general and I have to work hard to adapt."

Holding the reins for a moment, Huo Xinhong looked at Yan Ning Kingdom on the other side of the river, and spoke after deliberation:

"If you want to stay here for a long time in the future, won't you be very reluctant?"

Didn't hear the deep meaning in his words, Jin Miao took it for granted and replied:

"How can anyone be willing or not, and he was ordered to garrison, and he has realized that he will not be able to go back for decades."

After staring at him for a long time, Huo Xinhong hesitated to speak, and said in a roundabout way:

"I have received news that years of disasters and heavy taxes have made Dajin not very peaceful recently. You may not know that people living in the prosperous Yangzhou since childhood are not well off. In recent years, there are many people from other places. refugee."

"I've heard some,"

Since childhood, he followed his mother to give porridge, and Jin Miao traveled south with his master when he was wearing hair, so he had a little understanding of the current situation of the people; and at home, when his father and elder brother discussed state affairs, he shook his head and said:

"It's not an exaggeration to say that the people's grievances are boiling. Many ministers in the court tried their best to mediate this, but it's a pity..."

He didn't continue to say, Huo Xinhong knew it well, and calmly pointed the horsewhip into the distance:

"It's my fault. I brought up such a disappointing thing. Have you seen the red-roofed palace? That's the official residence of the Prince Regent."

"It looks magnificent."

Different from the Central Plains buildings with red walls and green tiles, the roofs of the palaces of the Yanning nationality are actually round, which is very fresh to Miao Jin:

"I don't know what's going on inside?"

Soon you will know, Huo Xinhong thought so, and chatted with Jin Miao about the interesting customs of Yanning country with a calm demeanor.

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As a manipulator, Shen Yusheng has only been crazy about Lin Jingcheng's hand in his life, and he wants to keep it for himself, not to mention his imagination.

Later, all the madness was transferred to Lin Jingcheng.

Just when Shen Yusheng was thinking about Lin Jingcheng every day and couldn't sleep at night,

In order to get rid of the entanglement of his ex-boyfriend, Lin Jingcheng asked him if he could have a fake relationship with him.

Shen Yusheng was overjoyed, thinking that the opportunity had come,

Lin Jingcheng's hands, his whole body, his whole heart,

He can't do anything less!

……

Lin Jingcheng vaguely felt that Shen Yusheng was too obsessed with his own hands,

Once sleepwalking, he bent over and rummaged through the trash can.

Not only did the deeply cleanliness obsessed with depression not mind, he wrapped his hand tightly with his entire palm and took him away.

After waking up, he asked Shen Yusheng: "Can you hold the hand that turned over the trash can?"

Melancholy and vividly moving his Adam's apple, Lin Jingcheng's hoarse voice reached Lin Jingcheng's ears: "Not only hold, but also want to kiss. I even want to do something...more extreme."

Lin Jingcheng was shy and hot, and pushed Shen Yusheng away: "The ex-boyfriend is not looking for me anymore, we don't have to pretend anymore."

Smiling gloomyly, he met Lin Jingcheng's eyes seriously: "I didn't want to pretend with you, I was serious from the beginning."

【I covet your hand, and then covet the whole of you. 】

※Hand control and cleanliness are obsessed with things. The actor who talks a lot, Gong x is indifferent and withdrawn and sleepwalks. ※

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