According to the example of the Great Xiazu, all the clans and nobles and important officials of the court who participated in the spring hunting must first accompany the emperor to the Jianzhang Palace to burn incense and sacrifice, and then set off for the hunting palace the next day.
Although the spring hunting atmosphere is no longer what it used to be, the rituals and rituals that should be there are still complete, and this day is no exception.
After reciting the words for worshiping the gods, the drums stopped, and the ceremony was over. Li Yanzhen was thinking about the unfinished landscape painting, and without delay, ordered to take the lead and drive back to the temple.
The government affairs of the others present have been handed over to their subordinates these days, and they have nothing to do, but the Jianzhang Palace is full of spring, and the scenery of the imperial garden in the setting sun is like embroidery. While chatting, he walked out slowly.
Su Shiyu was a little behind. After seeing that the guards of honor were in order, he turned around and left. Before he took a few steps, someone approached from not far away and greeted, "Sir!"
The round-faced boy was wearing a saber in the official attire, which rarely lowered the childish air between his brows, but it was a pity that he was ruined by his happy expression at the moment.
Su Shiyu didn't notice Luo Xin being among the guards before, but he was only slightly surprised, so he nodded gently, and asked politely, "How are you in the military these days?"
"Not very good." Losin answered honestly.
"What's wrong?"
"Didn't your lord just close the case of King Huainan a few days ago, and the verdict is all over Chang'an. Now everyone knows that King Huainan is not a good thing. I'm not blaming my lord, but you know, my lord, I am stupid. , I don't know what it means to go around. I joined the army just because I heard people talk about General Chu's war against the Huns when I was a child. I was very envious, and I wanted to fight and serve the country. The King of Huainan never used me, and before he knew that he was going to rebel He didn't feel anything special either, so he came to Chang'an with the adults, and he didn't think it was anything." Luo Xin was a little frustrated, "But I've been here for a few days, and people always ask me about the King of Huainan. I don't think I would say it. I even heard them secretly talk several times, saying that I am a remnant of Huainan, and the lord brought me to Chang'an to lead the wolf into the room. It is possible that you, lord, have different intentions..."
He stopped talking, lowered his head and said nothing.
Su Shiyu didn't care about the last words, he just smiled lightly, "Since you always understand what you want to do, why are you being stumbled by others' criticism now?"
"But even a patrolman doesn't trust me very much..."
"Is what you want to achieve wrong?" Su Shiyu asked suddenly.
"Of course not!" Luo Xin said decisively, "How could it be wrong to kill the enemy for the country!"
"Does it make you shake when others doubt you?" Su Shiyu looked at him, his eyes calm.
Luo Xin thought about it seriously and shook his head, "No, otherwise I wouldn't come to Chang'an with you."
Su Shiyu retracted his gaze and smiled, "If that's the case, why bother with those criticisms."
Luo Xin was stunned for a moment, and it took a moment for him to react. He nodded solemnly at Su Shiyu, his eyes were as firm as iron, and then he suddenly couldn't help but said, "Sir... I want to ask another question."
"But it doesn't matter."
"Do you have a bad relationship with General Chu?" he asked carefully.
Su Shiyu was slightly surprised, "Why did you say this?"
Luo Xin hesitated for a moment, then hesitantly said: "When they were discussing, they all thought that you brought me to Chang'an to use me to divide General Chu's power, and even allow me to replace General Chu one day, but... Why? General Chu clearly So powerful, he has done so much for Da Xia, why do you still do this to him?"
Su Shiyu was silent, and turned his head slightly to look forward. Chu Mingyun stood alone under the weeping willow, raised his hand to hold a green branch, and looked at something absent-mindedly. The sunset brushed his long eyelashes with a soft light.
-Why do you still do this to him
Because you have never seen Chu Mingyun, who is decisive and ruthless.
Because you've never seen Chu Mingyun who has done everything with a smile.
You have never seen him so easily made Da Natsuko have to give up military power.
You never saw how he rose to the pinnacle of power in just a few short years.
Only bone and blood can stack to such a height.
When he went to Huainan, Su Shiyu had the heart to test and confirm, but Chu Mingyun did not act as if he had noticed it, and buried his ambition.
That night, Chu Ming said in the pavilion, "Expanding the territory of thousands of miles, summoning all directions to worship", what Su Shiyu heard was true, but it was more than that simple.
But he did not move, he had no way of guessing.
Nothing can be done.
-Why do you still do this to him
Also because of me, I can't guess what he's thinking.
I can't do anything, I can't do anything, I don't know what to do, I don't know how to treat him, whether it's public, ... or private.
Seeing that Su Shiyu was lost in thought, Luo Xin knew that he had said something wrong, so he quickly apologized. Su Shiyu glanced back at him, smiled plainly, and let him find a casual topic.
Chu Mingyun took his eyes back, ripped off the slender willow leaves and crushed them at his fingertips, only to feel that the conversation between the two was almost endless.
The leaf juice ran out a little green trace on the plain white fingertips. When thinking about it, he suddenly heard the footsteps of two people not far behind him. He turned around slowly and was about to speak, but he realized that it was Yuwen Falcon, the ninth prince of the Huns. with his attendants.
The eyes were wrong for a moment.
The attendant lowered his eyes in horror, and Chu Mingyun turned back indifferently.
Yuwen Falcon's voice sounded, speaking in Hun dialect, and asked the attendant, "Yu Lu, why are you so afraid of him?"
"Ninth Prince, you haven't been on the battlefield, so you don't understand. It's like someone who hasn't seen a Specter, of course, doesn't know how terrifying Specter is."
"Li Gui? Him?" Yuwen Falcon was obviously displeased, "Yu Lu, you are a strong and strong man of the Xiongnu, and that guy is as white and tender as a woman, don't you look ugly when you say that?"
Chu Mingyun could understand the Hun language as early as during the war, but he couldn't speak it and didn't bother to speak it. Yuwen Falcon thought he couldn't understand it, so he didn't hide his words, so he just pretended to be deaf and didn't bother to answer. .
When Yu Lu heard the words, he hurriedly pulled La Yuwen Falcon, "Ninth Prince, be careful what you say, the Han people are stronger than you think."
"I know that the Han people are very powerful. They have lived in narrow houses for a long time, and their hearts are also full of ditches. They are best at some intrigues. If it wasn't for those, with the strength of our grassland men, this place would have long been our pasture. ."
Yu Lu sighed in a low voice, and said vaguely: "The ninth prince is still young, and it is time to slowly understand that the stories circulating in the tent are not all credible."
"What are you talking about?" Yuwen Falcon pulled back his sleeves and looked straight at him, "Tell me, is the story of the emperor's eldest brother credible? We fought thirteen years ago. Is the great victory credible?"
"...is credible." Yu Lu said.
"Then why are you so afraid? Isn't there a decent general now?" Yuwen Falcon said, "I think thirteen years ago when our Huns attacked, many generals in Daxia abandoned the city and ran away, and almost no one resisted. The funny thing was still Liangzhou. It was actually a woman who stood up. In the end, the woman's body was hung on the city tower. Until it dried out, it could not arouse the blood of the remaining soldiers. In the ten days of the massacre, not even one had the courage to resist. No, weak and incompetent," he said sarcastically, "the Han Chinese are just like that."
Chu Mingyun pinched off a willow branch.
Yu Lu was startled, glanced at Chu Mingyun's motionless back, grabbed Yuwen Falcon regardless of his respect, and hurriedly changed his way, and his figure disappeared in the lush forest.
The thin branch was in the palm of his hand, oozing dark juice little by little, and groaning about to burst.
Chu Mingyun slowly loosened his five fingers, the sticky touch on his hands was like thick blood plasma.
- Don't look back.
The smoke of gunpowder burned for thirteen years in the memory, flying arrows and arrows fell into the sky, the vermilion city gate collapsed, leaning on the broken walls to watch this purgatory.
- Don't go back.
The beacon burns up the mountains, rivers, vegetation, and cries throughout the prosperity of thousands of miles. The iron hoofs of the Xiongnu stepped over the young and young girls, scorching thick blood-colored mottles on the bluestone slab, and scorched black fire marks.
—Ming Yun, don’t look back, don’t step back.
-You have to escape.
-You have to escape!
-Everyone can be afraid, anyone can back off, anyone can give up, and anyone can wait to die, but you can't!
"… Auntie."
The woman in red with the sword froze for a while, and said slowly and hoarsely, "What?"
"...You look like a real murderer now."
The woman was stunned, her red eyes suddenly rolled down with tears, she covered her eyes, and scolded with a choked voice, "Bastard!"
In the end, he couldn't help but look back. Across the shadows of the trees, the blood leached from the familiar city filled his eyes and stretched upwards, dyeing the entire sky red.
With the sword in front of him, he ended up with a corpse hanging in the air.
Chu Mingyun closed his eyes and smiled very lightly.
A sword whistle broke through the air.
All the ministers looked at the prestige in astonishment, only to see the branches and leaves in the forest swirling, and there was no one around.
Before he could ask a question, another figure swept into the forest, almost passing them, but couldn't see who it was.
Only Luo Xin stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what the calm Master Su saw, would he chase after him before he could explain it.
Among the lush green leaves, the corners of the dark blue robe fluttered, and it flashed by, and was accurately caught by Su Shiyu. He concentrated and picked up the speed again, and suddenly stretched out his hand in the flash of the clothes and clasped Chu Mingyun's shoulder. Taking advantage of this moment of stagnation, he brought it into his arms, and wrapped his arms around Chu Mingyun's chest, trying to suppress him.
"open!"
"Calm down." Su Shiyu was undecided, and hugged him from behind.
But Chu Mingyun couldn't hear a few words, and only focused on struggling fiercely. He couldn't use it in the shackles, and the long sword in his hand suddenly turned in the palm of his hand and stabbed straight behind him.
Su Shiyu did not move at all, resisting the sword forcefully.
The sword edge slashed the side of his neck diagonally, and a touch of coolness fell, and the blood line suddenly stretched along the shoulder line, and a blushing mark appeared on the plain white collar.
Su Shiyu trembled slightly uncontrollably, frowned, but the force on his hand increased, he locked Chu Mingyun in his arms and raised his other hand to cover his eyes. Softened, "Calm down, they are envoys for peace, at least you can't kill them right now."
Chu Mingyun didn't expect him to dodge like this, the movement of breaking free paused for a while, and the moment his eyes were covered by his palm, all kinds of things turned blank in an instant, and he could hardly hold the sword.
"Don't be impulsive, calm down, think about it, you have killed all your enemies on the battlefield, and you have recovered all the lost ground..."
"It's okay, it's okay, those who have hurt you have been killed by you..."
"...It's all over."
He repeated it again and again, and finally felt that the person in his arms gradually gave up the struggle, but his whole body was still shaking, as if he was trying his best to endure it.
The slightly itchy touch of the eyelashes swept across the palm of the hand, and after a long time, Chu Mingyun slowly opened his mouth:
"Hey," he said in a hoarse voice, "just use your tone of voice and say a few more words to me."
"What do you want to hear?" Su Shiyu asked.
Chu Mingyun was silent for a long time, and said very gently: "Say you are here, say you are still alive."
Su Shiyu was stunned for a moment, then turned his face to Chu Mingyun's ear, and said slowly and earnestly, "I'm still alive, I'm here," he paused and continued in a very gentle tone, "I be with you."
Words fell into his ears, his voice was as warm as jade.
This bosom is warm, the familiar soothing fragrance is moist, and there is a faint smell of blood in it.
Everything confirmed the existence of this person with great certainty.
Chu Mingyun gradually calmed down, and after a breath of silence, he suddenly laughed: "Do you only have so much strength?"
Before Su Shiyu could react, he was embraced by Chu Mingyun who suddenly turned around.
He let go of the long sword in his hand, and the three-foot Qingfeng fell to the ground with a thud.
He hugged Su Shiyu tightly, rubbing flesh and blood into his blood, with an absolutely reluctant attitude. He lowered his eyes and buried his head in Su Shiyu's neck. After smelling the bloody smell, he approached and licked it without warning.
Su Shiyu froze suddenly, the warm and moist touch continued on the side of his neck as if he didn't notice it, his lips and teeth were pressed against the skin, and the tip of his tongue traced the trajectory of the wound, licking the blood stains bit by bit.
All his breath fell on his neck, causing his spine to go numb.
Chu Mingyun hugged his hand and tightened it unconsciously, loosened his neckline, and licked down the blood line, from neck to shoulder, slowly, his lips were attached to his collarbone, and he wanted to remove the blood. end.
There was a slight breeze in the forest, and after brushing off the coolness on his shoulders, Su Shiyu woke up abruptly, "...Master Chu!"
He pulled away Chu Mingyun's hand and took a step back. He closed his neckline, which had been torn apart by most of it, and covered his eyes with a trace of panic.
Chu Mingyun stood on the spot, his eyes gradually became clear, he blinked slowly, and seemed to wake up from a big dream, but he couldn't react for a while, "... Mr. Su."
Su Shiyu has already arranged his robes, except for the bloodstain on the neckline, there is no trace of traces left. When he looked up, he even smiled as usual, and said lightly, "Master Chu, just calm down."
"I… "
"It's not an injury that gets in the way, Master Chu doesn't have to blame himself." Su Shiyu interrupted him.
"I didn't say that, I just..."
"There are still people waiting there, let's go back as soon as possible."
Chu Mingyun said nothing and looked at him quietly, but Su Shiyu looked away, and after a while he smiled softly, "You don't have to mind."
Chu Mingyun didn't know what he wanted to say. At this moment when his thoughts were stagnant, Su Shiyu looked back at him with a smile, like water like smoke, calm and quiet, and then walked back.
The blood on Su Shiyu's neckline was very conspicuous and could not be concealed. When he and Chu Mingyun walked out of the forest one after the other, there were whispers among the courtiers who had not yet left.
Su Shiyu walked back to Luo Xin as if nothing had happened, nodded apologetically and said, "Just now, the situation is urgent, I'm sorry."
Luo Xin shook his head blankly to show he didn't care, and asked, "Sir, why are you injured? Was that sound from General Chu's sword just now, you two..."
Su Shiyu said flatly, "There was an accident just now. Master Chu drew his sword and blocked the fallen tree. When I first went, I was scratched by a sharp branch, nothing."
Luo Xin believed it without thinking, stared at Su Shiyu, and couldn't help but wonder, "Is your lord okay, didn't you suffer any other injuries? Why is your face still a little red?"
Su Shiyu paused, pressing the back of his hand to his cheek, his tone still steady, "Really?"
"That's right!" Luo Xin nodded, raised his finger and pointed, "It seems that the ears are a little too."
"..." Su Shiyu put down his hand, met Luo Xin's sincere eyes, and sighed, "What I said earlier is nothing more. You don't have to rush to prove yourself by making any achievements. It's better to read more books when you have time."
"Why do you study?" Luo Xin was inexplicable. "I am a military general, and I am not a champion."
"Read more books and learn some ways to live in the world." Su Shiyu said.
Such conjectural news always spreads too fast. When Chu Mingyun returned to the mansion, Du Yue and Qin Zhao were already standing in front of the door waiting for him.
"Okay, you are so skilled in swordsmanship, I heard that the angle could almost kill my brother?" This is Du Yue who shrewdly shortened 'cousin' to 'brother' to show his stance.
"You decided to give up and go straight to the fight?" This was Qin Zhao, who always had an ice cube face that was about to move.
Chu Mingyun walked towards his room as if he had not heard of it.
"Why is your face so ugly?" Qin Zhao caught up and asked.
"Hey, Chu, did you finally get struck by lightning?" Du Yue's tone turned cheerful.
Chu Mingyun waved his sleeves and slammed the door to keep those two things out.
Chu Mingyun sat down at the table, added a cup of tea for himself, and his expression became more complicated when he drank all of them, then he raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, and said to himself in disbelief: "How can I hold Su Shiyu licked it up..."