Waiting for the departure schedule to be set, the emperor dismissed the crowd.
After leaving the imperial study, Fang Xing went to a secluded place, Yan Yuanzhao couldn't help but pull Chi Xiaochi away.
The brothers had long been accustomed to Yan Yuanzhao's escaping style of behavior, and they dispersed.
"Okay, Shi Tingyun." Yan Yuanzhao stopped in his footsteps and said, "I went to the General's Mansion yesterday, but you can hold your breath and say a word different from me?"
Chi Xiaochi said, "It's not too late. I decided this matter after I received a letter from my father last night."
"You..." Yan Yuanzhao looked around and lowered his voice, "Give me an accurate word, is there really nothing in Nanjiang?"
Chi Xiaochi said lightly: "The crime of bullying the king will never be committed by the Shi family. The sixth prince is serious."
Yan Yuanzhao breathed a sigh of relief, and knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue, he changed his demeanor, and fluttered his fan frivolously: "Okay, I see. ... You are still half a month away from the city. I think you are very busy. That pot A good flower sculpture, originally for you and me to sit on a painting boat and admire the beauty, but now it seems that it can only be done for you, but it does not live up to it."
Chi Xiaochi gave him a deliberate look, and said, "A pot of flower carvings, how can you live up to it, just don't let it go with a clear ambition."
Yan Yuanzhao didn't answer his words, as if it wasn't him who wanted to go to the border in the imperial study just now, the golden thread turned his fan and pointed somewhere: "If you have the heart to talk to me, why don't you think about taking that stuffy gourd to Zhennan? How to have fun along the way."
Chi Xiaochi looked in the direction Yan Yuanzhao's fan pointed, and saw Yan Yuanheng standing under the apricot tree not far away, staring at the two of them.
Noticing that Chi Xiaochi was looking over, Yan Yuanheng's expression changed slightly, he clenched his fist to his lips, coughed lightly, and immediately approached with his hands behind his back.
He asked, "You have recovered from your illness, and you will set off in half a month. Will it be okay to march?"
Since he is on business, Chi Xiaochi is naturally respectful: "It's okay, the Thirteenth Prince, please rest assured."
Yan Yuanheng wanted to say something else, but Yan Yuanzhao became impatient and listened to the polite words of these two people, and waved his fan: "Let's go."
Farewell to Yan Yuanzhao, Yan Yuanheng walked side by side with him in the palace.
Different from Yan Yuanzhao, Yan Yuanheng was truthful and quiet, and came to look for him, just to ask him what preparations he needed to make before going to the border.
Before Chi Xiaochi came, he listened to his husband's class, took enough notes, and answered them one by one. In addition, he did not pretend to be clever, and made friends with the thirteenth prince. On the contrary, he alienated a lot. .
After Yan Yuanheng asked the question he wanted to ask, the two fell into an awkward silence.
Yan Yuanheng had to work hard to find a topic: "Do you have something on your mind?"
Chi Xiaochi lowered his head and smiled: "Yes."
Yan Yuanheng: "Family?"
Chi Xiaochi: "It's... a letter from my father, urging me on the letter... Hey, let's not mention it."
Yan Yuanheng had just vaguely heard Yan Yuanzhao and Shi Tingyun talking about "letter from home", but now that he was vague, his face was a little ugly.
He has been together since he was six years old, and it is when he understands him best that he acts brightly, has a clear mind, and seldom acts like this.
He pretended to be relaxed and said, "What can't you say. But you have someone you like?"
He just said casually, who would have thought that the person in front of him would admit it: "...Yes."
Yan Yuanheng changed color, and immediately asked: "Which daughter is it? If you like it, why not... Why don't you arrange the wedding ceremony early, and you are eager to go to the side at this time?"
Chi Xiaochi thought, huh, isn't this able to talk, small mouth.
Chi Xiaochi smiled embarrassedly.
Yan Yuanheng thought of the strange behavior of stopping clouds when he came to the door a few days ago, and became more and more uneasy in his heart.
Chi Xiaochi seized the moment of hesitation just right: "Yuan Heng..."
Yan Yuanheng listened to him calling his real name in this strict court, his heart warmed slightly, and his cold expression eased a little: "Yes.... It's time for you to get married. Was the marriage chosen by General Shi for you? Choose Which one? The second young lady of Qu Shangshu's family, or Qu Ying's sister?"
Chi Xiaochi: "Yuan Heng, I'll tell you something... Don't tell anyone else."
Yan Yuanheng was inexplicably nervous: "Well."
Chi Xiaochi lifted his breath, suppressed his voice, and said, "The person I adore... is a man."
Yan Yuanheng: "..."
Yan Yuanheng's knuckles screeched harshly, and said in a low voice, "Who is it? Chu Ziling?"
Chi Xiaochi asked curiously, "Why do you think it will be A Ling?"
Yan Yuanheng's body could not bear to shake: "Is it really him?"
Chi Xiaochi calmed down: "You haven't seen it before."
Yan Yuanheng asked, "Really?"
Chi Xiaochi said helplessly: "... the thirteenth prince."
Yan Yuanheng just came back to his senses and realized that he had lost his way, he took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and said in a low voice: "What do you think? A man, you and him... Seven generations of the Shi family, you want to let the Shi family have nothing. Is it the end?"
"How can the Shi family have no descendants?" Chi Xiaochi's attitude was mild and irritating, "My uncle is my father's brother and also belongs to the family, but the second uncle is really not talented in martial arts, so my grandfather passed the Shi family gun to my father. "
Yan Yuanheng's pretty face was stiff and stiff: "Really. Then you went to the southern border this time, are you going to tell General Shi about this?"
Chi Xiaochi said: "It's not like that. He may not know my intentions yet, and I don't intend to let him know. If I love someone, I won't hope for anything, but will only bury him in my heart forever. marry."
Yan Yuanheng didn't expect to hear such a frank statement, he was stunned for a moment, and his expression darkened a little: "I usually have a lot of affection... It's not the first time for me to go to the southern border, but there are still many unknowns, and these days may be disturbed. Your Majesty. . . Goodbye."
He cupped his hands, turned around, and left with a graceful and graceful figure on his back.
Chi Xiaochi looked at his back, smiled silently, and walked behind him.
He was reluctant to believe the original owner's dream, after all, seeing is not believing.
So he chose to take the initiative.
A family letter fabricated out of thin air, measured two true hearts.
—The sixth prince is playful on the outside, but his heart of family and country is not inferior to others. Although he has a very plastic relationship with Thirteen in private, he deliberately avoids arguing with him in major matters.
- The thirteenth prince's face is light and calm, but his heart for the original owner is full.
In the past two days, Chi Xiaochi stopped Yun when he played, and he did accumulate a lot of performance impressions.
Shi Tingyun can be favored by the two princes, although the purpose of the first meeting cannot be ruled out, but after a few days of testing, it can be seen that Shi Tingyun is a straightforward person, and it is a friend who can only be obtained by exchanging sincerity for sincerity.
Yan Yuanheng is very affectionate, and has a rare open-mindedness of young people. He has a strong sense of proportion. He is only involved in personal relations with the two princes, and never mixes state affairs.
This kind of emotion cultivated since childhood is even more pure.
So here comes the question.
In the end, who can be the scumbag and stop the cloud
If it is a common betrayal, the original owner will not let the original owner say such words that he considers himself a slave, and it will not make him feel uneasy after death. He would rather give his body to others and come back for revenge.
Therefore, the only thing that can hurt him the most is a sincere heart.
In the generation of Shi family, only Shi Tingyun is a general.
General Shi asked him to look back at Wangcheng because he wanted him to leave a heir and a family, but he went against his father's expectations. Looking back at Wangcheng for a long time, he still did not have a proper job, and he was hanging out with the sixth prince all day long, acting like a gamer.
But judging from the information revealed in Ashu's words, this little general looked back at the city for a whole year, and did not forget to practice his gun every day.
Last night, Brother Lou and him lied back on the bed and asked him, "Perhaps Shi Tingyun has no intention of marriage?"
Chi Xiaochi held his head and smiled at him: "Sir, Shi Tingyun is nineteen this year. According to the average age of ancient people, this life is almost half over. Inheriting the blood, who needs his heart, just take the kidney. already."
Although the Shi family did not have the throne to inherit, but in terms of family importance, it was not far from the same.
And Shi Tingyun would rather go against his father's wishes and not mention marriage, but it is possible that he secretly fell in love with someone who he couldn't say clearly in his heart.
…
Compared with the storms in the imperial city, the general's mansion was quite orderly.
It was not the first time for Shi Tingyun to go to the border. At this time, when the two sides were at peace, he and the Thirteenth Prince could go to the border together with the team that dispatched troops and delivered food.
The person in charge of the house was busy doing things, and Chi Xiaochi had nothing to do. He simply went to the back school grounds, wearing a hair tie, tore off the well-tied silver crown, tucked his long hair back, and tied it with the hair tie three or two times. In the back of his head, he took out the silver spear he used for practice in the past, and after a few simple exercises, he suddenly heard a sound of breaking through the air behind him.
Chi Xiaochi turned around quickly, blocked by the horizontal lance, and the silver spear fired an iron spear, making a muffled sound.
Chu Ziling didn't intend to hurt him either, he just faltered with a shot. He turned the iron gun behind him with one hand and bowed slightly: "Young Master."
Chi Xiaochi simply said, "Come on?"
Chu Ziling was also unequivocal: "Follow the order."
Before he finished speaking, a silver light in the shape of a semi-circle struck directly at Chu Ziling's face door. Chu Ziling did not hesitate, and greeted him with the gun hook on the side. He pushed the silver gun to the ground with only the strength of his strength, and landed on the gun body of the silver gun. , press the gun body out of an arc.
Chi Xiaochi still had the instinct to use a spear in his body. He turned the spear sideways and escaped from Chu Ziling's suppression smoothly. After the silver-white spear blade drew a light flower on the ground, the spear body trembled slightly, and he raised it horizontally to block Chu Ziling's attack. Coming fists.
The two fought evenly. After more than fifty rounds, Chu Ziling finally lost, and the iron spear flew out in a cross shape.
In the next instant, a ray of silver light fell three inches in front of Chu Ziling's neck.
Chu Ziling raised his hand and said with a smile, "Young Master, spare your life."
Chi Xiaochi withdrew the gun.
Just now, he watched from the sidelines and found that the original owner's gun was very restrained, and it didn't look like he was going to take his life.
Compared to this one, the two of them were sweating slightly, and they simply sat side by side chatting on the side of the school field.
"Do you know anything about Southern Border?"
Chu Ziling smiled and said, "I don't know. Ziling only knows where the son goes, and where A Ling goes. This promise is valid for life until A Ling dies."
Chi Xiaochi sighed and covered his face with one hand.
He asked, "Where did you go last night?"
Chu Ziling smiled: "I'm really sorry, son, I sneaked out the door."
Chi Xiaochi asked curiously, "Huh?"
Chu Ziling said: "Yesterday I heard from Ma Su, who is in charge of purchasing in the mansion, that there are several peach blossoms blooming at the south gate, which are very rare, and they are the earliest ones in Wangcheng. Ziling wants the son to see the first one before others. A peach blossom, I took advantage of my son’s sleep yesterday, and secretly went over the wall and picked a few branches.”
Chi Xiaochi asked him sideways, "tweed."
Chu Ziling smiled: "It's on the son's hair."
When Chi Xiaochi raised his hand, he found that there was indeed a bright peach blossom on the ponytail at some point, and it was still stained with clear dew. It seems that in order to prevent the peach blossom from withering, he also sprinkled water and raised it carefully until now.
He took off the peach blossom, played with it for a moment, and sighed again.
Chu Ziling realized that there was something in his son's mind, so he turned to look at him: "Young master?"
Chi Xiaochi said: "Something happened at Zhennanguan... Do you remember your father's lieutenant Wen Feiru, when he was escorting a batch of bows and arrows, he fell into the dark trap of a bandit on Daqing Mountain and was seriously injured."
"Lieutenant General Wen?" Chu Ziling was taken aback, "What about Dingyuan City?"
"My father sent a letter to mention this. I happened to be tired of staying in Wangcheng, so I simply wrote back to my father and went to guard Dingyuan City on my behalf. Otherwise, I would leave Governor Zhang alone in the city, and I am afraid that he has more resourcefulness and insufficient force. Chi Xiaochi lowered his eyes and said, "Don't mention it to others, prepare more good wound medicine in private, and when you get to the border, follow me to visit Uncle Wen. By the way, don't pretend to think he is I was hurt by the people from the southern border, or I would use Uncle Wen's temperament..."
Chu Ziling nodded.
At any time, he stopped the cloud and went to the border gate, and he met Wen Feiru, a man of five big and three rough but desperate to save face.
With his character, I'm afraid that he would rather be killed by a head-on collision than swallow this suffocating loss.
He said, "Sir, I've written it down."
After explaining to him, Chi Xiaochi went to take a brief bath in the soup pool, and then turned back to the house, only to see Ashu kneeling in front of his room, wiping tears, Lou Ying sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a shading power fence. , in front of him to persuade something.
Chi Xiaochi was curious: "What is this for? Is Meng Jiangnu crying at the Great Wall or Yang Bailao begging Huang Shiren?"
Ah Shu didn't understand it very well, so he walked to Chi Xiaochi on his knees, gave a deep kowtow, and said, "Young Master, I'm young, I also want to go to Zhennanguan with you."
"You?" Chi Xiaochi squatted down, with a face full of tears and laughter, "You have been insufficient in martial arts since you were a child, what can you do when you go there?"
"It's okay to lead the horse and ride, or to serve the young master's food and daily life." Ashu wiped away tears, "I don't want to wait for you at home, it's too hard. You don't know, you went to the battlefield and handed you a battle report. Sealed and received a letter, the little one was worried at home all day long, staring at the border map anxiously, for fear of any battle report, just…”
Ah Shu couldn't go on, sobbed twice, the young and handsome cheeks were full of tears, but there was a bit of determination in his eyes: "A Shu has given all the wealth he has saved over the years to his sister overnight, although he can't protect her She has no worries about food and clothing for a lifetime, but it is enough for her to marry someone of the right family... Ah Shu wants to go to the battlefield with the young master, even if he can't come back, he can ask for peace of mind... "
Chi Xiaochi patted his head and clicked his tongue: "What do you say? This time is different from the last time, it's not a rebellion in the southern border, it's just that the deputy general of Yongzhou City didn't obey the order and got hurt..."
While speaking, Chi Xiaochi gave Lou Ying a look.
Lou Ying stopped in time: "... Young Master."
Chi Xiaochi pretended to be slipping, and immediately shut up.
Ashu looked up at Chi Xiaochi a little ignorantly.
Chi Xiaochi blushed in embarrassment, looking like a student who made a mistake: "...Sir."
Lou Ying couldn't help but wonder how he could blush so red.
"Yongzhou?" Ashu said in surprise, "Young master, are we going to Yongzhou? Not the Jinji Mausoleum?"
Chi Xiaochi interrupted him a little hurriedly: "Ashu!"
Ashu choked.
Chi Xiaochi ordered: "If you want to come with me, you are not allowed to mention this to anyone. This is a secret in the military, do you understand?"
A Shu was pleasantly surprised: "Young Master Yun Xiao has gone with you?"
Chi Xiaochi waved his hand.
Ashu got up happily, said that he would clean up and then serve the young master, and hurriedly got back to his hut to clean up his appearance.
Chi Xiaochi laughed and scolded unsteadily, lifted his robe and climbed the steps, came to his husband, and pushed him for a walk under the porch.
Lou Ying turned back and said softly, "A letter that doesn't exist at all can be used by you like this."
"Who said it doesn't exist anymore." Chi Xiaochi was lying on top of the wheelchair, sliding around happily, "The letter is all in their hearts."
The people closest to Shi Tingyun and most trusted by him are Yan Yuanzhao, Yan Yuanheng, Chu Ziling and Li Yeshu.
The four of them can be divided into two groups.
The sixth prince and the thirteenth prince are the royal family. If the two of them want to do things for profit, it will be nothing more than a fight for power and power, usurping power.
At first, Chi Xiaochi was more suspicious of the sixth prince.
However, the sixth prince clearly wanted to go to the southern border, but he did not seize this precious opportunity to seize military power and establish prestige in the army. It seems that he is holding his breath and wants to compete with Thirteen for the throne.
Although the Thirteenth Prince had an interest in Shi Tingyun in his heart, he took the initiative to ask Ying in the face of the frontier matters and never refused.
At least from the current point of view, even if the two of them suffer in small sections, they will not lose in big sections.
After the initial test of the two princes, the next step is the people around Shi Tingyun.
Chi Xiaochi didn't worry about which prince's eyeliner they were, but only worried about whether their minds were big enough to swallow the sky.
Last night, he had repaired a letter and sent it to his father far away in Zhennanguan through the carrier pigeon he kept at home. He also specially used a "delivery must be delivered" card to ensure that this letter could only be received by Shi Jinghong. received and opened.
In the letter, he wrote: "The family has changed, and I hope that my father will cooperate: Dingyuan Uncle Wen, Yongzhou Uncle Bai, whoever comes to the enemy, feign injury and defeat."
Chi Xiaochi couldn't rule out the possibility that the two servants around him were spies.
As long as they took over privately and exchanged information, they would immediately realize that Shi Tingyun had doubted their identities, and they would definitely take other measures at that time, either jumping over the wall or running away.
Naturally, the possibility that the spy was highly vigilant could not be ruled out, and even if he heard the news, he would remain silent and let go of the chance to win the battle in vain.
But Chi Xiaochi believed that if there were alien spies among them, who would lurk beside him and endure for many years, he would always choose the right time and do something to prove himself.
Besides, they don't move. For Chi Xiaochi, it is a matter of self-harm, so why not do it.
Pushing the wheelchair, Chi Xiaochi said with a smile, "Dingyuan Wen is a non-Confucian, Yongzhou Baijing Lake. Let's see which side will be attacked."
…
The main god space, "in a moment".
The dark red mastermind slowly squirmed, paying close attention to Chi Xiaochi's world line.
It's just that it's not really happy.
After seeing another homing pigeon flying out of Wangcheng in the dark, the Lord God really wanted to shoot down that pigeon.
However, this suspected serious violation, it can only think about it.
… what a fool! So restless!
It was scolding secretly when it suddenly heard a chaotic sound from outside "Between a few moments".
These days it has been devastated by one after another, and can't help but say: "What's going on?! What's going on?"
The door of "In a Moment" was slammed open, and a system with a sweaty forehead ran in, panting for breath, his face was pale, and he couldn't say a word.
The Lord God was anxious: "Speak!"
"Boss, the report we submitted last week..." The system was taken aback, but his speech became smoother. "That is, the report that the system was intruded by abnormal energy has been modified..."
"… Revise?!"
The system was crying, and tremblingly projected the content on the display to the public screen.
The original serious report in black and white was tampered with into an emoji package of a man with a highly polished skin.
"You are so hot. gif"
... and TM is a moving picture.
... and TM is full of a hundred pages.
Hundreds of people said at the same time that you are so coquettish, the mental pollution can be imagined.
The Lord God was heartbroken: "Why didn't you check it when sending it?!"
This system is specially responsible for writing reports, and it seems that it has been severely poisoned: "Before sending it yesterday... I checked... However, the main system sent a reply, asking what it is, I only found out that there is a problem with this thing... "
"Are you a waste?!" The Lord God became really angry, "Check! Check it out for me! Who entered your office yesterday? Have a chance to touch your computer?"
"Yes..." The system trembled, "129, 872, 399, 737, 121, and 089... I was on duty yesterday, so there were a lot of people who came in to ask things... "
The Lord God reluctantly calmed down: "Don't worry about 089, investigate the rest one by one!"
The system vibrated: "No, boss... The main system said that we have always had an accident recently, and we have to send the monitoring system to conduct a comprehensive review..."
The Lord God suffocated: "Get out!"
The system rolled in sweat.
As soon as the door was closed, the AI opened his mouth to ask the Lord God's opinion: "Hello. The unreleased world line we detained..."
The Lord God's voice became colder and he was almost gnashing his teeth: "Pretend to be delayed! It's a period of time if you can deduct it for a while!"
Things spread quickly.
023, who was on duty, was not in a bad mood. He was playing games with his bare feet on the table: "The flatterer who wrote the report is finally out of luck."
089 held the mango and used the energy to peel off the mango skin: "What did he do?"
"You forgot?" 023 glanced at him, "When 61 formatted the format, he said that 61's memory was not cleaned up, so he reported it to Brain Flower, and threw him in the second time. I said, with your memory, you are still a father."
089 Yile, dragging his voice: "Ah—"
023 Mouth: "Ah."
089 understands it, and uses a small fork to poke a fresh mango block and feed it to 023. At the same time, he deletes the name of the flatterer in his memo.
On that flattery, there are seven or eight system numbers that have been deleted.
089's long-standing belief in life is that as long as you become a peaceful waste, no one can use you.
But he would also mark the doglegs who were mixed in the system and responsible for making small reports to the Lord God, and put them in the memo, waiting for a certain moment to pull them out and be struck by lightning.
He believed that no matter what the Lord God did to 061 and Chi Xiaochi, he would have to withdraw it at the earliest tonight, and at the slowest until the day before the main system came to inspect, and everything would be back on track.
And his expectations were not wrong.
Because of the different speed of time passing inside and outside the system, Chi Xiaochi suddenly had a severe headache on the eve of leaving for Zhennanguan.
This time, the world line was stuffed into his mind without warning. The process of receiving it was extremely painful. For a few seconds, Chi Xiaochi's eyes were dark and he couldn't see anything.
Lou Ying, who was woken up, hugged him tightly from behind, his body curled up, his teeth chattered, and after a long time, the image of a young man appeared in front of him.
He was sitting on the hillside polluted by blood and mud, panting slightly, his legs propped forward, his calf was slightly sunken in the face, as if it was broken, a chopped silver helmet was thrown under his feet, and he was dying on his side. white horse.
There was a bent silver spear stuck to his side, and his eyelashes covered with dried blood looked extraordinarily long.
The wind blew from behind him to the front, and lifted his headband, making him look like he was biting the blood-stained headband in a daze.
That was when the thirteenth prince Yan Yuanheng first went to the frontier, he saw Shi Tingyun on the battlefield.
When he saw himself, he staggered to his feet, dragged his injured leg and bowed down, his eyes full of youthful light.
He smiled brightly, as always, with no etiquette: "Yuan Heng, you're here, it's nice to see you."
Yan Yuanheng stepped forward to help: "My father sent me to support..."
Shi Tingyun clasped his hands, raised his eyes, and smiled very brightly: "Then thank the emperor and bestow the thirteen princes on the last general."