When Shi Tingyun first came to Guozijian, he was six years old, more than three months older than the thirteenth prince Yan Yuanheng he served.
After school, the doctor explained Yan Yuanheng's confusion, and Shi Tingyun stood by the window to clean up Yan Yuanheng's pen and ink.
The eight-year-old sixth prince, Yan Yuanzhao, leaned on the window to watch the fresh, followed by the small Qu Ying with low eyebrows.
Yan Yuanzhao: "Hi, are you the eldest son of the Shi family?"
Shi Ting Yun Luo Luo is generous and unpretentious: "Yes."
Yan Yuanzhao further approached: "Shitingyun, what three words are those?"
Shi Tingyun smiled and replied: "Back to the sixth prince, stop the cloud and mist, and it's raining at Shi."
"Brother Yun." Yan Yuanzhao knew his name for a long time, and said affectionately, "I have delicious cakes here, from the Western Regions. Except for the father and the king, I also have them in the palace. Do you want to eat?"
"Thank you the sixth prince for your generosity..."
Shi Tingyun looked up at Yan Yuanheng, who was still asking questions, and whispered a few words to another companion who had returned from Huanbi, ignoring his whispered dissuasion, and said, "I'm here."
He swiftly and silently stepped out of the window without even attracting Yan Yuanheng's attention.
After Yan Yuanheng asked the doctor for some questions, he realized that only one of his two new companions had left, and the other one was holding his book bag and looking at him with sincerity.
Hearing that Shi Tingyun was called away by Brother Sixth Emperor, Yan Yuanheng was not very angry.
Yan Yuanheng had long heard of Shi Tingyun's name.
He is the only son of General Shi Jinghong. He is unusual and has high expectations from his father. Even his father loves him very much. During the festival, he is given vegetables and gifts, which shows how much he is valued.
Besides, it was the Sixth Emperor who called him away, so it was useless for him to be angry.
Yan Yuanheng sighed slightly, and as soon as he went out, he saw Shi Tingyun running quickly with a few pieces of cake in his handkerchief, and when he saw the Thirteenth Prince, he grabbed his hand: "The Thirteenth Prince, it's been a long wait. Please. Come this way."
Yan Yuanheng, who has always acted dignifiedly and prudently, was pulled to a staggering and confused way in the corridor of Guozijian with him for a long time, leaving the other little companion reading all the way.
When he arrived at a small pavilion with pleasant scenery, Shi Tingyun stopped, knelt down on one knee, and presented the cakes held firmly in his hands to Yan Yuanheng: "Please use the cakes for the Thirteenth Prince."
Yan Yuanheng stood firm, panting slightly: "Is this the Sixth Emperor's brother?"
Shi Tingyun said frankly: "Yeah, I invited me. I brought some. The Thirteenth Prince had too little lunch, so he was just padded to his stomach."
Yan Yuanheng stared at Dim Sum and pursed his mouth: "I'm not hungry."
But the aroma of the cakes stimulated his already shriveled stomach, and Yan Yuanheng made a muffled sound in his abdomen.
His face suddenly turned red.
Shi Tingyun stood up and recommended with a smile: "When having lunch, I saw that the Thirteenth Prince likes to eat sweets. Tingyun tried them one by one, and these three kinds of cakes are the sweetest. The Thirteenth Prince really doesn't try any of them. try?"
Yan Yuanheng turned his face away, not wanting to appear too greedy: "What is the Sixth Emperor looking for you for?"
"He didn't say it." Shi Tingyun fiddled with the lace of the handkerchief in his hand, "Zuo is just giving me some benefits. He wants me to be his companion to help him."
The children in the palace are the most precocious, not to mention Yan Yuanheng, who was influenced by his mother's concubine's lessons and was cautious since childhood.
Suddenly startled, he hurriedly covered his mouth: "Keep your voice down! Don't talk nonsense!"
Shi Tingyun stopped talking, held the handkerchief in his hand and motioned him to use it quickly.
However, Yan Yuanheng put away the pastries and said solemnly: "Don't abuse sweets before meals, it will spoil your appetite."
Shi Tingyun smiled: "Then leave it after dinner."
At that time, no matter how cautious Yan Yuanheng was, he was just a child.
He hesitated for a long time in his heart, and before parting on that day, when he asked, he stopped and said, "...Are you going to go?"
This is a sentence without beginning and end, but Shi Tingyun understands it.
He smiled and said, "Shitingyun will come to accompany the Thirteenth Prince to study tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. It will come in a year, and it will come in ten years."
Perhaps it is a prophecy, Shi Tingyun has been a companion of Yan Yuanheng for ten years.
A full ten years.
In ten years, many things have changed.
Yan Yuanheng, who was prudent and cautious in his childhood, gradually overtook Yan Yuanzhao with his true talents and practical learning. endlessly.
Compared with these two, Shi Tingyun's temperament has not changed much.
From the very first acquaintance, he was a man who was free and happy, as if everything could not involve him.
As he said wildly after drinking when he was fifteen years old: Wangcheng's new generation, only I am the only one.
Shi Tingyun is familiar with every corner of Wangcheng. For the first time, he took Yan Yuanheng out of the palace, went to the casino to win 10 taels of silver, and used the 10 taels of silver to take him to play around Wangcheng, go to the tea stall to hear about books, sip melon seeds for three cents a plate, and get in the crowd Look at the shadow puppets, watch the Westerners play with snakes, and even get close to the Westerners, borrow his snake in Western dialect, play with it for a while, and then use it to scare Yan Yuanheng.
Yan Yuanheng is not afraid of snakes, and said lightly: "Naughty, be careful to be bitten."
Shi Tingyun joked that he had become an old school at the age of twelve or thirteen, and he was not angry.
Yan Yuanheng never stopped getting angry at the right time.
He likes to watch him do things very much. Whether it is practicing guns, practicing calligraphy, copying, washing inkstones, or drinking, what he does is different from others.
Yan Yuanheng didn't quite understand what kind of feeling this was.
He thought, with any one person for so long, there is probably such an unusual feeling.
However, since Chu Ziling entered the Shifu, the situation has changed from before.
Originally, Yan Yuanheng was always beside Shi Tingyun when he was happy and sad, and started to follow a servant all the time, calling Shi Tingyun to cherish it.
Chu Ziling was born with a pair of smiling eyes, he was used to things, and he was very handsome. Shi Tingyun also said that he was chosen among the many servants because he was pleasing to the eye when he smiled.
Facts have proved that Shi Tingyun's vision is really not bad. Chu Ziling learns everything very quickly. Yan Yuanheng once met Shi Tingyun and taught him the carbine style of Shijia gun. Chu Ziling only watched it twice before performing the full style with ease.
Shi Ting Yun Aicai and Yan Yuanheng were sitting and drinking tea together, but he still did not forget to brag about Chu Ziling and himself: "I really found a treasure."
Yan Yuanzhao snorted coldly: "A little smarter servant, is it worth you to take it to the stage and say it again and again?"
Shi Tingyun spoke for Chu Ziling: "He is not a servant, but a piece of jade. You can wait and see."
Yan Yuanheng on the side was silent.
He thought, did my rough jade also raise a piece of his rough jade
He lowered his long eyelashes slightly and looked at the floating tea leaves in the cup, trying to ignore the vague discomfort in his heart.
And after a polo match, he couldn't ignore it anymore.
A drunk young man stabbed the horse with a spur in the competition. The horse was frightened and went mad. He suddenly exerted his strength, and threw the young man off the horse. Shi Tingyun was right next to him. He flew off the horse and caught the young man. He took a short life, and Chu Ziling jumped straight on the back of the mad horse. Amidst the panicked neighs of the horses, he took the reins and asked the mad horse to calm down slowly and ride around the field. Immediately, he came to Shi Tingyun, who was protecting the drunk boy.
Chu Ziling slightly tightened the reins, the horse raised its front hooves, neighed, and stopped a step away from Shi Tingyun.
The heat from the horse's nose lifted Shi Tingyun's hair.
He looked up at Chu Ziling on horseback.
Chu Ziling leaned down and handed the rein to him.
And Yan Yuanheng, who was eager to ride his horse from the other end of the racecourse to protect Shi Tingyun, clearly heard that Chu Ziling was handing back the reins, and said to Shi Tingyun with a smile: "Young master is down, Ziling is up. Is this okay."
Yan Yuanheng was stunned when he saw Shi Tingyun, who had always been dashing, and then pursed his lips in joy, as if he was embarrassed.
Yan Yuanheng had never seen Shi Tingyun like this.
His heart was sore, and after drinking a few cups of hot tea, it was still difficult to calm down.
Yan Yuanheng stroked the belly of the teacup and asked himself in a low voice, what happened.
Later, when the southern border rebelled and the war was tense, Shi Tingyun rushed to the battlefield at the age of sixteen, with a Chu Ziling by his side.
The war lasted for two years, and finally a decisive battle was fought on the Daqing Mountain not far from the Jinji Mausoleum.
The emperor was really worried about Shi Jinghong's safety, so Yan Yuanheng, who was also worried about Shi Jinghong's safety, invited himself to the frontier.
When he arrived with his troops, the decisive battle was over, the southern border surrendered, and the battle ended.
Yan Yuanheng met General Shi, declared the imperial decree on his behalf, and after discussing the business, he suppressed his inner tension and asked where Shi Tingyun was.
He found Shi Tingyun at the Daqingshan battlefield.
In the wild wind, Shi Tingyun was sitting on the slope, his silver helmet fell, his long hair was messy, and he was sitting there quietly thinking about his thoughts.
And his eyes stayed on the back of Chu Ziling, who was cleaning the battlefield not far away and standing tall.
Yan Yuanheng called him.
Shi Tingyun then turned his head, dragged his injured leg and knelt down to greet him, Yan Yuanheng hurried to help, and heard his long-lost joking tone: "Thank the emperor for the gift of the thirteenth prince to the last general."
That night, Yan Yuanheng had a very inappropriate and strange dream in the camp tent.
As soon as the dream passed, he felt really uneasy in his heart, surprised by his own evil thoughts, so he had to quietly bury his trousers beside the army tent while the sky was still dark.
The war is over, General Shi asked Shi Tingyun to return to Wangcheng to recover from his injuries. However, no one could guess what General Shi was thinking.
- Shi Tingyun is the time to get married.
But after returning to the city for more than a year, Shi Tingyun and Yan Yuanzhao were mixed together. There are rumors that Shi Tingyun likes Longyang, either with the sixth prince Yan Yuanzhao or with the thirteenth prince Yan Yuanheng.
For some unknown reason, Yan Yuanzhao always likes to joke with Yan Yuanheng about these absurd things.
Yan Yuanheng was upset when he heard it, and said politely, "Brother Liuhuang, don't spread such nonsense in the countryside. If you tell Su Chang to know it, it's too outrageous."
Yan Yuanzhao covered his mouth with a gold fan: "Thirteenth brother, it's just a joke. But you said, if Tingyun was to choose between you and me, who would Tingyun choose?"
Yan Yuanheng strongly suppressed the impulse in his heart: "Brother Six Emperors, please be careful."
That night, Yan Yuanheng went to bed early according to his habit, but he couldn't help thinking that if he used to come to choose, he would definitely choose Brother Liuhuang. The two of them had never known each other since they were young. Brother is very lively...
For this reason, he fell asleep an hour late.
On the second day, Yan Yuanheng, who was dizzy and dizzy, thought that he was really mediocre.
The Shi family has a family business to inherit, and Shi Tingyun will definitely be with a woman.
However, Shi Tingyun stayed in Wangcheng for a full year and a half. The emperor asked him many times, and the second uncle of the Shi family often invited matchmakers to come to the house to talk about his relationship, breaking the threshold of the general's residence, but Shi Tingyun refused one by one. No intention of this at all.
Shortly after Yan Yuanheng heard that his father was planning to stop Yunyun for marriage, bad news came out of Zhennan Pass.
General Shi Jinghong died suddenly, and his death was due to poisoning.
The lieutenant found poison in the steamed buns of the general's day, and the cook complained of injustice.
The general has always been careful, and every time he eats, he uses a silver needle to test the poison, so no one knows how the poison was accidentally eaten by the general.
When the bad news came, the emperor thought about the feeling of reading with Shi Jinghong when he was a child, and was so frightened that he vomited blood.
Yan Yuanheng was thinking about it in his heart. After serving the illness as usual, he hesitated again and again, but left the palace and went to the general's mansion.
It was Li Yeshu who entertained him. He had red eyes and said, "Young Master is drunk, and A Ling is with him."
Shi Tingyun gave himself one night to get drunk.
Yan Yuanheng asked Ashumo to pass the news, and he stopped outside the cloud house when he walked slowly alone.
He heard Shi Tingyun talking, but he was talking about Yan Yuanzhao.
Shi Tingyun said: "...I know what Yuan Zhao is thinking. When he was a child, he thought he would have the power to fight for the throne, so he wanted to repair it with me. Later, Yuan Heng came from behind. Befriend me again, I just hope that the new king will come to the throne in the future and have a stable life. I know he is always yelling at you, but he is not a bad person..."
Yan Yuanheng was surprised.
He had talked too much with this little boy.
He wanted to go in and stop it, but he stopped unconsciously, waiting for him to talk about himself.
However, after holding on for a long time, he only waited for a simple comment: "Yuanheng, he... has a promising future..."
"For the emperor, for the father, for the two of them, I want..." The people inside struggled to get up, but returned to the bed softly, "The country of the Yan family, Shi Tingyun is here to guard..."
Chu Ziling's voice came from inside: "Young Master, don't make trouble, go to bed earlier."
"...A Ling." After a long pause, Yan Yuanheng heard Shi Tingyun crying and said hoarsely, "A Ling, I don't have a father anymore."
Yan Yuanheng felt a pain in his heart, just as he was about to push the door in, he heard a sucking sound similar to a kiss.
Immediately afterwards, he heard Chu Ziling whisper: "Young master, don't be sad. A Ling will go to the southern border with you, and will live and die forever."
Yan Yuanheng's face changed greatly, and he almost fled from the general's mansion. Only on the day when Shi Tingyun led his army to leave Wangcheng, he accompanied his sick father from a distance and watched Shi Tingyun leave.
From then on, Yan Yuanheng could only hear Shi Tingyun's message from the battle report.
Until his death, Yan Yuanheng regretted it. When he left the city, he failed to have a good word with him.
…
The process of injecting the world line this time was extraordinarily long and slow, and Chi Xiaochi could even clearly feel the pain and love of the original owner Shi Tingyun.
He regards Yan Yuanzhao and Yan Yuanheng as his best friend, but he only loves Chu Ziling in his heart.
Chu Ziling is the rough jade that he polished with one hand.
At first, he wanted to help him get out of slavery, but later, this piece of jade was so eye-catching that it robbed him of all his sight.
However, in the eyes of the world, masculinity is just a hobby that is not too elegant, and when the family teaches, it is never allowed to take concubines.
Shi Tingyun didn't want to involve other girls, and he didn't want to tell Chu Ziling what he was thinking about, which caused him to lose his mind.
The death of his father pushed him to a position he had never imagined before.
He came to Zhennanguan and hurriedly took over the military affairs of southern Xinjiang.
After the death of his father, the people of the southern border moved immediately, and it was completely possible to guess which force was behind the poison.
The Beifu Army is strictly disciplined, and when a general is changed, although there will be no chaos, it is inevitable to secretly worry:
The major general has been on the battlefield and has been a frontman. He has some prestige in the army, but he has never held the post of commander.
Is Shi Tingyun really capable of leading the entire Beifu army
Shi Tingyun never showed a trace of vulnerability in front of others. Occasionally, when drinking with the soldiers, he still wanted to tell some interesting things about the city in the past, and laughed together with the soldiers.
Until a certain time, after a desperate battle between Zuobi Mountain, his deputy general Chu Ziling disappeared during the battle.
Shi Tingyun, who has always been as stable as Mount Tai, lost his temper for the first time, rushed out of the handsome tent in the rainy night, and rode his horse to the mountains, turning over the corpses one by one, trying to find Chu Ziling.
His playmate, who has been with him since he was twelve years old, his Puyu, the only person in the army to whom he can pour his heart out, his...
When he pulled up a blood-covered corpse, he suddenly heard an astonished voice behind him: "… Young Master?"
During the melee, Chu Ziling was slashed in the back by a saber, fainted, and lay in a heap of dead people for a long time before being woken up by the heavy rain.
The lost and found ecstasy is submerged in the clouds like a wave of ecstasy.
He heard his voice, without saying a word, he stumbled forward, grabbed Chu Ziling's muddy hair, and kissed it directly.
That night, the rain continued, and Shi Tingyun, who fell into the mud, choked on water when he kissed him, and coughed violently.
He wanted to indulge himself for a while.
Tonight, only tonight.
He called him: "Aling."
Chu Ziling patted him on the back: "Young Master, I have a name and a surname, so I call me Chu Ziling."
Shi Tingyun gritted his teeth and said in a muffled voice, "Chu Ziling, you have a wound on your back, the young master allows you to... come up."
The person in front of him was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed the small scar at the corner of his eye, and bent his eyes: "Young Master... General, I have offended you so much, please forgive me."
That night, Shi Tingyun brought Chu Ziling and several missing wounded soldiers back to the camp.
The two rode together on a ride, and no one could see any clues.
Only when dismounting, Chu Ziling calmly helped Shi Tingyun.
Shi Tingyun glared at him angrily and hilariously, gritted his teeth and endured the discomfort in his body and walked into the tent, but a big stone fell to the ground in his heart.
He thought that Chu Ziling had no intention of him, so he didn't want to reveal it, who would have thought that he would have the same intentions as himself.
For Shi Tingyun, who is always in the haze, but has to hold on, this little consolation is enough.
The battle in the southern border is getting more and more tense, and the people in the southern border seem to be able to predict every move of the Beifu army. The tactics are vicious and ruthless. Fortunately, Shi Tingyun itself is also agile and changeable. To win the battle, he took advantage of the terrain and trapped horses in Baizhiyu, and devoured the nine thousand cavalry army in the southern border with five thousand soldiers and horses, and gradually established his reputation in the army.
The soldiers all said that a tiger father has no dog son, and the general Shi Xiaojun really has the style of being a father.
The pain of losing his father was gradually overshadowed by the situation that tilted towards victory.
The opportunities that the people of southern Xinjiang had worked so hard to gain were lost bit by bit.
One day, Shi Tingyun was reading a letter in his account.
Coincidentally, two of his good brothers sent letters on the same day.
Yan Yuanzhao asked him how he was doing. If he died, he didn't need to return.
Shi Tingyun wrote the word "no" on the top of a piece of paper, and a reply was announced.
Yan Yuanheng sent a letter to ask him if he was well, and wrote a letter into an elegant and old-fashioned parallel style.
Shi Tingyun was top-notch and filled with the word "good". He handed it over to his lieutenant and asked him to send it. Suddenly he heard a report from outside that the war was over. As expected, the Beifu army won. The soldiers chased after the small remnants of soldiers.
Shi Tingyun threw a pen and scolded nonsense: "The poor bandit is not forced, how many times have I told him!"
He stood up: "Lieutenant General Sun, order a team of personal soldiers and follow me to meet them, just in case."
Vice-Chancellor Sun had followed Shi Jinghong when he was young, his former coach, with a more generous personality, and he was quite helpless to the major general's attitude.
... After all, the major general was born in a military commander, and he has long been accustomed to fighting in person, and he is always reluctant to sit in the tent.
Shi Tingyun rode his horse away, but he didn't want to encounter a horse trap on a small road he was chasing.
Trapped Horse Pit is a series of formations. When you first enter it, the camouflage above the trap is stronger. The further you go, the weaker the camouflage laid on the trap. When the vanguard is aware of it, it is often too late, and the trap under your feet has collapsed. And the traps that have been passed are also loosened by the continuous horseshoes, and a trap is a large area.
Although Shi Tingyun immediately stopped the rear team after realizing it was wrong, the screams of killing from the four fields and the falling arrow rain still took the lives of most of the soldiers in an instant.
Shi Tingyun was not in the coverage of the arrow rain, only two iron feather arrowheads carved with the southern border eagle head accurately shot through his shoulders, and shot him off the horse, the intention of capturing alive is obvious. .
Is there an ambush? !
Is it conspiracy
But how could the people of the southern border know that Chu Ziling would lead his troops to chase
Is Chu Ziling okay
Shi Tingyun didn't have time to think about it, he struggled to get up, gritted his teeth and pulled out the arrowhead, and went to grab the silver spear on the horse's side, when he suddenly felt dark.
… the arrow is poisoned!
In a daze, Shi Tingyun propped up the ground with his spear and stabilized his body, but he was unable to resist the attack of the medicine and slowly slid to his knees on the ground.
As the sky turned around, there was a shadow shaking in front of his eyes.
He raised his head forcibly, but saw a person who made people think he was in a nightmare.
Chu Ziling stood in a small group of troops dressed in southern Xinjiang, still wearing the armor of a lieutenant general of the Beifu Army, leaning over to salute, with a smile on his face: "Young Master, Chu Ziling has offended a lot, please forgive me."
In the nineteenth year of Jianping, an expedited battle report was introduced to Wangcheng.
Shi Tingyun, the major general of the Beifu Army, was betrayed by the deputy general Chu Ziling and captured in the southern border.
At that time, even the people of southern Xinjiang thought that Chu Ziling was just a lap dog with a lust for profit.
Chu Ziling was led to the King of Southern Borders to receive praise for his great merits. Who would have thought, he actually revealed that General Shi Jinghong was also his swordsman.
It was he who smeared poison on Shi Tingyun's home letter and asked him to deliver the letter when Shi Jinghong was eating.
He knew that General Shi Jinghong had the habit of turning pages with spittle while reading. When he opened the letter, he had poison in his hands. As long as he mixed poison in the discarded food afterwards, he could hide it from the sky.
The King of Nanjiang was overjoyed, and when he was announcing that he was going to give him a big reward, Chu Ziling showed a token in public, and his words were astonishing, saying that his actions were all for Nanjiang.
... He is the son of the King of Southern Borders, a real prince.
His mother was a second young lady from a family in Zhennanguan.
More than ten years ago, in the midst of war, the people of Nanjiang beat Zhennan Pass, and Miss Chu was taken captive and raped.
Afterwards, the Beifu army fought back and attacked the army camp of the King of Southern Borders. The King of Southern Borders abandoned the camp and fled, leaving behind two women who were already sixty pregnant.
Miss Chu was rescued by the Beifu army and received silver taels, but she had no face to return home. It was too late to have an abortion. While dawdling on the way home, she suddenly moved in a mountain, and the abdominal pain continued, just when she was desperate. At that time, she met a widower who was playing woodcutter in the mountains and was rescued by him. After many hardships, she finally gave birth to a child.
The woodcutter's temperament is gentle and his character is not bad. Miss Chu has nowhere to go. The two of them are pitiful people, so they got together for a company.
Chu Ziling looks like his mother, especially with a pair of smiling eyes, without the characteristics of a southern border.
He took Chu as his surname and was self-raised by Miss Chu. He was very intelligent. At the age of five, he was sent to a private school in a small town at the foot of the mountain.
When he was eight years old, the woodsman took Chu Ziling to the market, and a fortune-teller passing by made a divination for him, saying, Chu Ziling's fate is too hard, he will be cruel to his parents and his mother, and he will overcome his relatives and friends. It is the fate of a lonely star. .
The woodcutter didn't care, and told Miss Chu this hexagram as a joke. Who would have thought that in seven days, on a rainy night, the woodcutter threw a bundle of firewood and hurried home, rolled down the hillside and broke his legs. His legs were found three days later. His limbs had festered. After being transported home on a stretcher, he struggled for several days and finally died.
Miss Chu was hit hard. Can't afford to be sick.
Before she became dazed and passed away, she finally poured out her suffering for the past few years to her son who knew nothing about it.
He is the son of a barbarian, he was not what she wanted, and he killed the good man she had found so easily. Miss Chu knew that she should not hate an innocent child, but she had to hate him.
Before she died, Miss Chu grabbed his hand and cried out for hate, whether it was life or people.
And Chu Ziling buried his mother and got the jade pendant that was left in the camp when the King of Southern Border fled.
My mother hid this jade pendant in order to avoid getting entangled on the way back home, so she could pawn some money.
More than ten years later, he took this jade pendant, stood on the Nanjiang court, and calmly fabricated his mother's love for the Nanjiang King. After the Nanjiang King left, his mother carefully kept this thing, day by day Take it to watch the memory of the story.
And he, after sneaking into the general's mansion for several years, was flattering, but with pure filial piety, he wanted to serve the southern border, and one day he would return to the southern border to correct his mother's name.
The father and son of the Shi family were the nominations he had prepared for a long time.
Many court officials in the court congratulated the King of Southern Borders. The King of Southern Borders was overjoyed and recognized him with great joy.
He didn't remember the name of the woman in the Central Plains long ago, but the jade pendant belonged to him, and he was willing to believe that there was a stupid woman willing to give birth to a child for him.
More importantly, Shi Jinghong and Shi Tingyun, these two southern border kings' henchmen are in serious trouble, one is dead and the other is captured. It's a real thing that can't be faked.
These were all mentioned in his jokes with Shi Tingyun after Shi Tingyun was imprisoned.
Chu Ziling turned around in front of Shi Tingyun, showing his gorgeous robe: "Young Master, look, this dress is beautiful?"
He said: "If I only used jade pendants to defect when I was young, I'm afraid I will be driven out by scoundrels."
He said: "I am an illegitimate son who has no merit and no money, how can I wear such clothes and bear such heavy use? Everything Ziling has received is thanks to the great kindness of the son, and Chu Ziling will never forget it."
Shi Tingyun was heavily shackled, and his mouth was stuffed with numbness. Hearing this, he just sneered lightly.
He was long past the point of despair.
When he woke up for the first time, Shi Tingyun saw the surrounding scene and almost went crazy.
He didn't want to believe what he saw before he fell into a coma, until Chu Ziling personally came to him and showed the varnish seal that was hidden by the soldiers and stained with poison.
The words "Stop Cloud" are branded on the flame paint.
Su Chang is what his father expects from him. May his heart be as pure as snow, always ready and unremitting.
It was because his cherished Su Chang sent the letter that his father opened the letter without defense and read it while eating.
Seeing this, Shi Tingyun gradually calmed down.
He looked at Chu Ziling, his voice hoarse: "...why. My Shijia, why am I sorry for you?"
"The Shi family treats me very well." Chu Ziling smiled and said, "But you are good to me, but it is just the alms of the superior to the slave. I can be a prince, and I can obviously suppress that Yan Yuanzhao, why do you want to? I pour tea and water, and be a lieutenant for life? I want to let my mother know that she doesn't deserve to hate me, I can make her a queen, and a woodcutter can't, he can't. "
Shi Tingyun thought of the promise of the past, and the rainy night that was pouring down.
Chu Ziling and his master and servant for many years could easily guess what he was thinking through his expression.
He bent down with a smile and looked into his eyes: "It is inevitable to be lonely in the military camp. It is a small duty to be able to serve the general all night. Do you regret it? Do you think that night should be yours?"
Shi Tingyun suddenly laughed mournfully and muffled until he coughed violently, still refusing to stop.
Seeing Shi Tingyun's attitude like this, Chu Ziling was stunned for a while, and his tone was somewhat tentative: "... Young Master, you don't really love me, right?"
Shi Tingyun didn't give him an answer.
Chu Ziling had already given him enough humiliation, and he really didn't need to add any more points to this humiliation.
Chu Ziling did not kill him, but locked him in his tent and sealed his mouth, preventing him from biting his tongue and committing suicide.
He kept the time to stop the cloud, so as to witness his glory.
And Shi Tingyun also learned more about Chu Ziling from this time of imprisonment.
Nearly ten years of self-willed slavery made Chu Ziling extremely disgusted with the word "slave", but his cheap brothers who grew up beside the King of Southern Border looked down on him, and often referred to him as "raised by people from the Central Plains". Chu Ziling could show tolerance outside, and when he returned to the tent, he would use him to vent his anger, either with whips or with meat.
Chu Ziling, who became a prince, no longer needed to hide himself, especially in front of Shi Tingyun.
While laughing, he pinched Shi Tingyun's face, making him call himself a slave, while he was bullying him and wantonly insulting him.
Shi Tingyun was tossed to death by him several times, but he never let go. This often made Chu Ziling even more furious, and he used his ruthless hands several times until Shi Tingyun was exhausted and fainted.
Later, Shi Tingyun didn't even want to die.
At this point, to die is to admit defeat.
Soon after, Chu Ziling started his long-planned counterattack.
As a lieutenant, Chu Ziling followed Shi Tingyun to the battlefield, learned the secrets of the Beifu Army, and the terrain in the pass. When Tingyun was deducing how to defend on the sand table, Chu Ziling looked in the opposite direction to him. on the offensive step.
He carefully prepared for so long, is to lead the Southern Border Army to counterattack the Central Plains.
There was a shortage of frontier commanders, and the marshals who took office in a hurry could not establish his prestige in the army. Chu Ziling struck while the iron was hot, and took advantage of the tactics that Tingyun had granted him at Zhennan Pass.
Every time Chu Ziling passed a city, he would bring Shi Tingyun with him, as if to torture him.
He succeeded.
Shi Ting Yun gnashed his teeth every day and was tortured, and after the war, Chu Ziling would come to the tent to humiliate him again.
He crouched on Shi Tingyun and said, "Young Master, you have returned to your homeland. How does it feel to be fucked on the scorched soil of your homeland?"
Shi Tingyun didn't say a word until he gritted his teeth and fainted.
In the haze, he felt a hand gently caressing his face, and the voice that sounded in his ear was a long-lost tenderness.
"... Young Master, Young Master, why can't you be soft-spoken. If you are soft-spoken, I will treat you well."
A few months later, Qucheng was destroyed.
During the day, when Tingyun fell asleep in the tent, he was inexplicably carried out of the tent by two strong men from the southern border.
Outside the tent is Chu Ziling's smiling face.
He said, "I can't believe it. The one who guards the canal city is actually an old acquaintance of the son and me. The son is here to meet."
When Yan Yuanzhao, who was wearing iron shackles, was pushed in front of Shi Tingyun, the two looked at each other for a long time and were speechless for a while.
After several years, no one dared to imagine that the two of them would look like this when they saw their old friends again.
It was the first time that Shi Tingyun saw Yan Yuanzhao wearing a battle armor.
Chu Ziling coughed lightly, interrupting the two of them looking at each other.
He came to Shi Tingyun's side, squatted down, pointed at Yan Yuanzhao, and said, "Do you want him to live?"
Shi Tingyun's complexion changed.
Chu Ziling showed a mischievous smile: "If you say to him, 'Little slave is humble, see the prince', or 'Xiao slave is humble, dare not defile the prince's body of gold', I will consider it."
Yan Yuanzhao was shocked.
He had excellent ears, which were originally used to appreciate Gongshangjiaozheng and indulge in pleasures, but at this moment, Chu Ziling's jokes and insults to his former friends were all in his ears.
"Say it." Chu Ziling said to Shi Tingyun with a smile, "If you say it, I will spare his life."
Shi Tingyun hesitated for the first time.
In the past six months, he has been humiliated, no matter how painful his heart is, he has never shown weakness once.
However, if Yan Yuanzhao...
While he was hesitating, Yan Yuanzhao suddenly burst into flames, struggling frantically regardless of the shackles.
He roared hoarsely: "Your surname is Shi, you dare to kneel on me!"
"Shi Tingyun, why do you think Sixth Master is dating you!? It's just because of your surname Shi! Your surname is Shi!"
"...Do you think I, Yan Yuanzhao, are still your best friend? No! Not from the beginning!"
Shi Tingyun stared at him.
What Yan Yuanzhao said were all facts that Shi Tingyun had known since he was a child.
Shi Tingyun can understand his use, but he never thought that Yan Yuanzhao would feel guilty because of the calculating heart when they first started dating, and even thought that as long as he said such petty selfishness, Shi Tingyun would not be able to do it. Will humiliate myself for him.
In Yan Yuanzhao's words, he was determined to die: "If you dare to kneel on me, I will bite my tongue immediately!"
Chu Ziling waved his hand in desperation, and seven or eight strong soldiers from the southern border rushed forward together, surrounded Yan Yuanzhao, punched and kicked, and the pain of dislocation of muscles and bones could not be heard.
Shi Tingyun was sluggish for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he roared: "Stop!! You guys—"
Chu Ziling played with the jade pendant on his waist and stood to one side, as if waiting for something.
Shi Tingyun knelt down with a thud and slammed on the ground twice, and blood spattered directly: "Chu Ziling, please, spare him... Give him a treat, I beg you, beg you!"
Chu Ziling crouched down and said curiously, "Young Master, I just asked you to ask, why didn't you ask?"
Shi Tingyun vaguely heard the sound of a knife entering his body, and his eyes were completely split: "Yuan Zhao... You spare him, I will listen to you in everything..."
Chu Ziling admired enough of him bowing his head and begging for mercy, and his heart was overjoyed, and he asked quietly: "He hated me so much and looked down on me. Now, he has fallen into my hands, why should I spare him."
Shi Tingyun wanted to pounce on Yan Yuanzhao, but the iron shackles made him unable to move at all.
He watched and listened to Yan Yuanzhao's silence.
He watched the group of people from the southern border disperse, and watched Yan Yuanzhao kneeling on a burning plaque, unable to rest his eyes.
He heard someone say that the prince died