"It's time to deal with Haozhou and Anfeng." Lin Yuan said to Chen Bosong.
After they separated last time, the two hadn't seen each other for a while. After sobering up, Lin Yuan didn't forget what he said. He only felt that his face was getting thicker and he didn't feel embarrassed. Only Chen Baisong avoided him and stayed in the military camp every day. I train in the army, but I don't come out very often.
Now being summoned by Lin Yuan, Chen Bosong's face sinks like water, his muscles tense, his lips pursed into a line, he didn't look at Lin Yuan, just stared at the teacup in front of him.
The tea leaves floated in the cup, just like his mood at this time, rootless duckweed, neither up nor down.
He couldn't guess what Lin Yuan was thinking, and he didn't know what Lin Yuan was going to do.
That night he left as if in a dream. He seemed to be stepping on clouds, and he even forgot how to walk.
He went back to his room and was restless all night.
But Lin Yuan never summoned him again.
It seemed that it was just Lin Yuan's unintentional remarks after he was drunk.
The listener has a heart, but the speaker has no intention.
Seeing that Chen Bosong did not answer for a long time, Lin Yuan asked curiously, "What's wrong? There are flowers in the cup?"
Only then did Chen Bosong regain his senses and calmly said, "I will lead the troops to Anfeng."
"It happens to be with An Lao Si and the others."
"Let's go in a few days." Lin Yuan took a sip of tea, "The sooner the better."
Chen Bosong's lips pursed more and more.
It was as if Lin Yuan couldn't wait to send him away, making him bitter and unbearable.
Lin Yuan looked at his face and asked with concern, "What's wrong? I haven't slept well these days? Now you are also a general, and there will always be someone to share with you. Don't be too tired."
Chen Bosong suddenly said: "Be tired and save your thoughts."
Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment, only to realize that Chen Bosong meant something.
He smiled and said, "Is it my fault? Or is it my fault?"
Chen Baisong choked his breath and was about to kneel down to apologize when Lin Yuan grabbed his wrist and couldn't move for a while.
He looked at Lin Yuan deeply, this person affected his mind, but he couldn't affect him.
"Let's eat something." Lin Yuan said, "I asked someone to cook beef noodles."
He did not call himself "I" in front of Chen Bosong.
The beef noodles were served hot, with thinly sliced beef in sauce on top. The ancients paid attention to health preservation. One serving would not be too much, and only 70% full. Chen Bosong had a bigger appetite than Lin Yuan, but he couldn't eat it. , I just wanted to say goodbye after only two bites.
Lin Yuan chewed and ate slowly, and drank two mouthfuls of soup.
Since ascending the throne, if nothing else, the quality of life has improved.
Although dealing with government affairs is a bit busy, there are people who take good care of them.
"Your Majesty, it's getting late, this minister should..." Chen Bosong had just said a few words when he heard Lin Yuan say, "What's the hurry, we haven't talked about candlelight for a long time."
Chen Baisong didn't know whether he didn't dare to resist the decree or whether he didn't want to leave, but he actually stayed.
When he came back to his senses, he actually sat on the dragon bed.
Chen Baisong was a little ecstatic, thinking that this was probably a dream of his own.
The dream was so real that it made him extremely terrified.
Before Lin Yuan ascended the throne, when he just realized his intentions, he also had absurd ideas, robbed Lin Yuan, locked Lin Yuan, let Lin Yuan's eyes only look at him, and only think of him in his heart , If Lin Yuan wants to escape, he will lock Lin Yuan in the house, he will treat Lin Yuan well and let Lin Yuan live a life without food and clothing.
But just think about it.
Chen Bosong looked at the bed tent.
He didn't do that, he knew that even if he did, he would eventually be persuaded by Lin Yuan.
No one is Lin Yuan's opponent. His young master is so powerful and smart. What the young master can do, he cannot do.
He also knows that the young master enjoys all this.
Enjoy power, but also chase power.
Unlike him, he is satisfied as long as he has food to eat, clothes to wear, and a good home for his brothers.
He was not born like a young master.
But he was always worried that the young master would be deceived and harmed, so he had to become stronger and be able to stay by the young master's side.
He didn't like fighting, but forced himself to lead the army.
He doesn't like trickery, and he has to shut himself up to play tricks.
After a long time, Chen Bosong himself was at a loss, what did he want? What has he been drawing in his whole life
Now that the young master has become His Majesty and Emperor, no one can hurt him and bully him.
What are you still holding on to
The young master looked at his little thought, didn't he think he was funny
Chen Bosong's eyes were confused, without focus, and stared blankly at the top of his head.
Lin Yuan was lying on the bed in his underwear. The bed was big enough for three or four big men to lie side by side.
"You don't sleep?" Lin Yuan said, "What are you wearing your coat for?"
"Forget, you washed your feet before coming in."
Lin Yuan remembered Brother Dao's foot odor, and frowned for a while.
In his memory, Chen Bosong's feet didn't stink, but after so many years of marching, his feet were always stuffed in his boots. It was estimated that they didn't stink before, but now they're not much better.
The waiter drew water, and Chen Bosong sat aside to soak his feet.
His feet are very big, much bigger than Lin Yuan, there is no flesh on them, there are thick calluses on the soles of the feet, and there are scars on the ankles.
This injury made him recover for a whole month, and he was almost cut off from his hamstrings and turned into a crippled man.
What was he thinking at the time
Not what to do if you become a waste.
But without him, what would the young master do
The young master's righteous brothers, he can't believe it.
Zhu Yuanzhang and the others, he couldn't trust them either.
He felt that there were wolves in front of the young master and tigers behind him, and when he fell, the young master would have no one to protect him.
Chen Bosong even thought about the ending for himself.
Either he died on the battlefield, or after the war was over, he returned to the field, far away from his young master, and found a remote place but survived.
Lin Yuan sat on the bed and suddenly said, "Do you remember the time when the three of us came out of our hometown and were scattered by the refugees on the road?"
After a long time of traveling, Lin Yuan's memory and the original owner's memory were confused, and he couldn't tell who was who.
Chen Bosong soaked his feet and said, "Remember."
Lin Yuan asked again, "You were only sixteen at the time, were you afraid?"
The sixteen-year-old boy, before leaving the Lin family, was herding cattle and chopping wood. He had never done any heavy work, nor had he seen much of the world.
Chen Bosong recalled that time, he nodded and said, "I'm afraid."
Lin Yuan: "Afraid of death?"
Chen Baisong suddenly turned his head and smiled at Lin Yuan: "I'm afraid I die too early to support my mother."
Now Chen Bosong's mother has become a grandmother, staying by Yang's side, and the cost of food and clothing is not bad.
Chen Bosong himself is also strange.
If you talk about the thoughts of the young master, it is also after the reunion.
But in detail, they grew up together since childhood, and they should be tempted when they were young.
Looking back now, when he was a teenager, he only felt that the young master was too soft-hearted and too easy to be deceived and bullied.
Only treat the young master as his own brother.
Who knows what happened after that.
It became that he was caught off guard and didn't dare to think about it.
Lin Yuan suddenly said, "The days go by too fast."
Chen Bosong said in his heart, "That's right, they're all old, and everyone of the same age has grandchildren. Don't talk about grandchildren, their sons are still in their crotch.
Lin Yuan said again, "Do you have a favorite girl?"
Chen Bosong said again in his heart: Do I have it, you don't know
Seeing that Chen Bosong didn't answer, Lin Yuan knew that he was coming up in awkwardness, and sighed: "The older you are, the more awkward your temper will be.
Chen Bosong looked at him.
Lin Yuan waved at him: "Come here, let me take a closer look at you."
Chen Bosong didn't want to go there.
The mind does not want to pass, but the body moves.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, his hands clenched into fists.
Lin Yuan reached out and scratched his face.
He really hadn't looked at Chen Bosong for a long time, and Chen Bosong had changed.
In the past, Chen Bosong still had the vigor and vitality of a young man, but now there is only blood and murderous aura left. Even if he has no expression on his face, it makes people think that he will draw his sword in the next moment.
His eyes are getting deeper, his cheeks are thinner, and the lines of his face are tougher than before.
Lin Yuan's fingers slid across Chen Bosong's eyes, his eyes already had lines, and the nasolabial lines were deepening.
But he is still very handsome, not the youthful youth, not the youthful beauty.
He had a mountain-like aura, steady and murderous.
Lin Yuan asked him softly, "When?"
Chen Bosong raised his eyebrows, his eyes sharp.
Lin Yuan said with a smile, "When did you become mindful?"
Lin Yuan had already discovered Chen Bosong's thoughts. Chen Bosong was not good at concealing it. His eyes were always fiery, and Song Shizhao probably saw it too, but no one pointed it out.
But when Lin Yuan recalled when Chen Bosong's eyes changed, he couldn't remember.
Time is like water, and memory will always gradually blur.
Chen Bosong's face was cold, but his fists were shaking slightly: "The year that Gaoyou was defeated."
He and Zhu Yuanzhang were both the main generals that year. When he saw Zhu Yuanzhang standing beside Lin Yuan, a huge anger surged in his heart.
That's his seat.
When the anger subsided, he realized that was not his seat.
Beside the young master, there will always be people who keep pace with him, not Zhu Yuanzhang, nor him.
will be a woman.
That woman knows what the young master likes to eat? What do you like to drink? Do you like to play
Do you know how many moles the young master has on his body? Do you know what injuries the young master suffered when he was a child
He went wild with jealousy over a woman who didn't exist.
He was also frightened by his own mind.
Can't be discovered by anyone, especially not by the young master.
Chen Bosong endured it for more than ten years.
As a result, it fell short, and was finally discovered by the young master.
Chen Baisong closed his eyes, and his forehead was full of blue veins. He gritted his teeth and said, "Young master, you can do whatever you want."
Lin Yuan said softly, "You know I won't kill you."
Chen Baisong thought to himself, yes, he is a hero, the world has just been settled, the young master will not kill the hearts of his cold heroes.
Chen Baisong actually thought it was a little ridiculous.
Lin Yuan added: "I will take care of your mother for you."
"I must let her enjoy her old age. If she wants to remarry, I will also prepare a dowry for her."
Chen Bosong had a deadly expression on his face, but his tone was calm: "I'll leave it all to you, young master."
"Come on, drink this glass of wine." Lin Yuan brought the glass to Chen Bosong's lips.
Master, are you trying to poison him
Chen Bosong opened his eyes, picked up the wine glass, and drank it.
Probably putting everything down, Chen Bosong looked at Lin Yuan greedily and greedily.
He said, "Master, I have had many dreams."
Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Really? What did you dream of?"
Chen Baisong's lips were dry, and he licked the corners of his lips.
"Dream that I pressed you on the bed, you will make me heavier and lighter."
Chen Bosong laughed, with tears in his eyes: "In my dream, I thought that it would be best if I died at this time. How lucky would I be if I died at the happiest time of my life?"