In one's life, there is always a moment in time when one can't let go of anything except a certain unreasonable idea, and the powerful desire seems to be able to swallow up the whole soul, and let the rationality stretch out from the forehead. Paws scratching the door can also be ignored.
For example, many years ago, Gu Yun burned into a puddle in his head in the wild northwest, thinking about leaving his post and roaming the world without distractions.
For example, many years later, Chang Geng walked out of the palace confinement with the breeze and snow, and without any distractions, he wanted to see Gu Yun, who was thousands of miles away.
Chang Geng ran back to the Hou Mansion without thinking, and the two iron puppets at the door turned around and stared at him silently. As soon as he met the eyes of the puppet glowing with purple light, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
Chang Geng stared at the two iron monsters for a long time as if awake from a dream, and finally slowly came back from the state of being almost paralyzed. He sighed softly, reached out and touched the cold arm of the iron puppet, and slowly lowered his head. He bowed his head, bowed his waist, and exhaled a thick white steam.
In the past, when he and Gu Yun were separated and reunited, and there were four years of not seeing each other, it seemed that it was not as difficult as this time. Chang Geng himself didn't know whether he was becoming more squeamish as he lived, or whether he was becoming more and more greedy for Gu Yun. There seemed to be a string in my heart, and it began to tighten when Gu Yun suddenly wrote a letter saying that he missed him.
Every time a thrilling battle in the south arrives in Beijing, the string will be tightened a little, and every time the situation in the DPRK becomes more sinister and complicated, the string in his heart will be tightened again, until just now, it It stopped suddenly and without warning.
At this time, the door opened from the inside, and it was Huo Dan, the general of the Hou family, who came out.
Huo Dan was taken aback when he saw Chang Geng's ghostly appearance: "Uncle Wang is asking me to find you, Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"
Chang Geng's eyes were slightly red, but he still managed to adjust a smile in the fastest time, and patted the snow slag on his body: "It's nothing, I'm a little dizzy in a hurry, what is Uncle Wang looking for from me?"
Huo Dan was a very rough person, and he didn't see anything unusual when he heard the words. I went to the military plane to ask for a meeting, so I had to find the Hou Mansion."
The person who came was a man of about thirty-four-five. Chang Geng didn't know him, but he must have seen him somewhere, and he looked a little familiar. While quickly adjusting his disordered mental state, he tried to recall the identity of the guest.
Fortunately, the man himself took the initiative to explain: "Liu Zhong, deputy director of the Foreign Affairs Mission of Xiaguan, has seen the prince."
The so-called "Foreign Affairs Mission" was created by a gang of out-and-out masters and sects from the Ministry of War that somehow got on with the Honglu Temple and joined forces. For fear of hurting Emperor Longan, they didn't even dare to call them "peace negotiators", so they had to be nondescript. Under the name of "Foreign Affairs Corps" and under the banner of "One Civil and One Military", the bullshit reason for the front line to "retreat the enemy through other means" is purely to block Gu Yun.
Chang Geng frowned. As soon as he saw this person, he had a very bad impression. Because he didn't show his demeanor, he nodded his head indifferently and said, "Master Liu is about to leave for an envoy, and he's visiting late at night. What's the matter?"
Liu Zhong suddenly took a step back and knelt down. He pointed to heaven and said, "If Xiaguan said a half-truth today, it must be struck by thunder, and even his parents will not be able to find peace under Jiuquan."
Chang Geng took a half step sideways: "Master Liu, what is this doing? Get up quickly."
Liu Zhong refused: "Your Highness, do you know that the immediate supervisor of our regiment's chief inspector and subordinate officer was once a student of Fang Da Shi?"
Of course Chang Geng knew it. Not only did he know it, but he was also disgusted for a long time. If it wasn't for the lack of skills in his avatars, he would have been able to find out Ling Chi one by one of the bunch of traitors who contributed to the foreign affairs team.
"Your Majesty, please." Liu Zhong quickly explained to Chang Geng what the senior scholar Fang had secretly instructed the foreign affairs envoy, and then said, "Only a few confidants of the chief inspector know about this matter, and he is one of the poorest officials. ."
Chang Geng tapped the small table beside him with his fingers: "My lord is visiting Hou's mansion late at night, isn't it because of his confidant?"
Liu Zhongshen gave a gift: "Xiaguan's ancestral home is Hangzhou, his biological parents died early, and he grew up with the elders of the clan since childhood. Later, he traveled to study all over the world, and he also worked as an assistant in Gonghou's family. Fate, recommending me to an official position, I know that the kindness of encounter is difficult to repay."
Chang Geng raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Xiaguan has had a childhood sweetheart since he was a child, and the two have no guesses. He has been engaged, but has not yet passed the door," Liu Zhong buried his head low and tucked his shoulders, "If you want to become famous, you will go back to your hometown to ask for a marriage. Who knows that he is suddenly attacked by Qiangliang before this day. "
Liu Zhong lowered his head and wiped his face, and gave him a heavy kowtow: "Although the deceased is dead, the living are always uneasy. Thank you for your mercy."
Chang Geng sighed softly: "Master Liu, get up and speak."
The two had been spying for a long time, and when they sent Liu Zhong away, there was already the sound of a watch on the street, Chang Geng stood at the door for a while, pinched his eyebrows, turned his head and said to Huo Dan, "Please take a look at Miss Chen. If you haven't slept yet, please invite her over."
Chen Qingxu has been living in the Hou Mansion these days, ready to start trying to treat Chang Geng's Ur bone, but this will be a very long process, King Yan is always not free, and he may not have time to come back in ten days and a half.
As soon as Chen Qingxu saw Chang Geng, he felt that his face was very wrong, and said, "Your Highness, the more you think, the harder it is to control yourself. Are you too tired recently?"
Chang Geng gave a wry smile. He intensified the conflict ahead of time. In fact, many things were not ready in time. Every step was like a dangerous road.
But he has no time.
He was afraid that his enemies would not give him this time, that Gu Yun would report good news but not bad news, and that he would suffer in a place he couldn't see that he didn't know.
Chang Geng: "Miss Chen, if it's convenient, you might as well start giving needles today."
Chen Qingxu was stunned: "The process may be very painful. Your Highness is busy with government affairs during the day, can you bear it?"
Chang Geng shook his head: "I don't know, but I always have a bad feeling. In recent days, the suppression has become more and more ineffective. The right should not be broken."
An hour later, Chang Geng realized that he still underestimated the "pain" mentioned by Chen Qingxu after all.
Chen Qingxu brought a bowl of medicinal soup in front of him and prepared a silver needle.
Chang Geng reached out and took it: "What is this?"
"When His Highness is no longer trapped by Ur bone, I will copy the recipe to you," Chen Qingxu said, "but it's best not to ask before you drink."
Chang Geng: ""
I don't know why, in his impression, things related to the barbarian's voodoo smell of corpse oil. Hearing this, Chang Geng suddenly had a lot of bad associations, and immediately stopped asking. Try to curl up your tongue, hold your nose and drink it.
Chen Qingxu leaned over and lit up an acupuncture, and the calm and cold fragrance spread throughout the room. She sat cross-legged three steps away from him, and said solemnly: "His Royal Highness, after I start the needle, you must keep the spirit platform all the time. Qingming, otherwise no one can wake you up, do you understand what I say?"
Chang Geng nodded.
Chen Qingxu: "I will do it when this An incense stick burns out. Please use this incense stick to clear your mind and get rid of distracting thoughts."
At first, he didn't feel anything, Chen Qingxu made the needle steadily and accurately, his hands and feet were very agile, Chang Geng just closed his eyes and closed his eyes, and suddenly, a chill full of fear rose from behind him - as if he could not avoid looking at others The kind of fear that he could only close his eyes and wait for when he raised his murder weapon. The muscles in his back contracted involuntarily. Although he couldn't move, he made a subconscious avoidance action.
Chen Qingxu's needle could no longer be pierced immediately, and she became solemn: "His Royal Highness."
Chang Geng felt an invisible whip hit his back fiercely, and there was a murmur in his ears, and the screams of women who had been over ten years ago exploded in his ears.
Mixed in those years of nightmares, Chen Qingxu's voice mixed with An San pierced into his ears: "His Royal Highness, this is Hou's Mansion, can you hear me?"
Chang Geng shook his head fiercely, and nodded slightly with all his strength.
Chen Qingxu put the next silver needle in, and the second Anxiang had already burned out. She glanced at the western clock on the table: "This is just the beginning, does Your Highness need to get used to it?"
Chang Geng bit the tip of his tongue lightly: "No, continue."
Chen Qingxu stopped talking nonsense, the needle flew like a fly, and the hallucinations that had just faded came back again.
Chen Qingxu's expression tightened. She saw that an old scar on Chang Geng's collarbone suddenly became red and swollen for no reason.
"His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness King Yan!" Chen Qingxu called him.
Chang Geng didn't respond.
Chen Qingxu didn't dare to make another move. Suddenly, out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a pair of iron shoulder armors hanging at the foot of the bed. It looked like it had been some years, and now the style of the steel armor in the army has already changed. Chen Qingxu suddenly remembered that when he talked to Chang Geng about the symptoms of Ur bone in the early years, he seemed to have accidentally mentioned that the first time he broke free from the nightmare, it was Gu Yun who hung a pair of armor on his body by the bedside.
Chen Qingxu swept away his long sleeves, the iron shoulder armor made a clear sound of impact, the sound of gold and stone swept across the quiet room, and Chang Geng's increasingly rapid breathing suddenly stopped.
There are many demonic obstacles in front of him, and he was first trapped in his own body when he was young - sharp hairpins, red-hot fire sticks, dirty horse whips, and sharp and sharp hands like a woman's iron pincers and at the end of everything, there is a Gu Yun, who was wearing half steel armor, watched him silently after many years.
Chang Geng stared at him like a life-saving straw, struggling to maintain the clarity of his front line. I don't know how long it took, the hallucinations like ghosts and ghosts all over his body gradually disappeared, Chang Geng came back exhausted, and saw that An Xiang on the table had been burned out. , Chen Qingxu is gathering the silver needles.
Only then did he realize that he could move again.
Chen Qingxu: "How do you feel?"
Chang Geng moved his hand, and saw that there were many small scratches on his arm at some point, which had quickly formed scabs, and it was a little itchy. He tried to clench his fists: "It seems to have crawled out again."
After Chen Qingxu left, Chang Geng fell asleep. Over the years, his sleep was like a flat lake, and a stone could be broken. Except for the loss of blood and coma, he rarely had such a feeling of drowsiness, and it was the first time he didn't have a nightmare.
He dreamed of a towering watchtower with far-off firelights in the distance. The camp was heavily guarded, and there was a smell of waiting. A group of soldiers returning from the camp was tightening the reins. Suddenly, the leader turned back. Glancing in his direction, it was actually Gu Yun, with a glazed mirror on his face that was more fancy than a mask, and the silver edge and the black armor made a splendid smile, giving him a narrow smile.
In the dream, Chang Geng laughed and said, "What kind of dress is this?"
Gu Yun stretched out a hand from the horse's back, and his iron arm, which was burning with Zi Liujin's power, gently pulled him onto the horse's back, hugged him from behind, and smiled in his ear: "I am lonely in the army. , to hook up with a few more beauties."
People are not very good at concealing the subtle thoughts in their hearts in their dreams, knowing that what he said was a joke, but Chang Geng still felt a little unspeakable grievance in his heart: "I am in the capital at night, and I am afraid that I will make a wrong move every day. I look forward to hearing a few words from you, but I can't wait."
Gu Yun said helplessly: "Your Highness, you came all the way to act like a spoiled child?"
Chang Geng heard what he said and thought he was right. He wanted to make trouble with Gu Yun in a different way, as the folklore says. make trouble. Gu Yun raised his hand and took off the glass mirror on his face, tilted his head and kissed his face: "If you don't like it, I won't wear it."
In the early morning, Chang Geng woke up to the terrible sound of Gu Yun's flute. He got up in a daze and rubbed his eyes. He always felt that the magic sound was still around his ears. The corners of his mouth twitched.
This was the best dream of his life.
Accompanied by Gu Yun's earth-shattering song, even if there are really bulls, ghosts and snakes in front of him, he can be fearless.
What Chang Geng didn't know was that on the first night of the front line, when Gu Yun was returning from his patrol, he suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling that someone was watching him behind him. The lens wasn't broken, but the finely crafted lace knocked off a corner of his shoulder armor, so he had no choice but to admit that it was not useful, and replaced it with an ordinary one.
The next day Shen Yi heard about it, pointed at him and made a good joke: "Maybe which Lu Xian finds your sassy bag unpleasant to the eye."
"Then this immortal has a really wide control," Gu Yun said boldly, "Maybe it's because I look handsome and handsome, and I want to be my wife in a hurry."
Shen Yi: ""
Before General Shen spit out the overnight meal, a soldier came to report: "Commander, the messenger you sent to Dongying has replied."
Gu Yun: "Bring it in."
Some of the supplies of the Western Army were sent from the outer seas with the cooperation of the Eastern Ying people. In normal wars, the Eastern Ying people seem to have always been involved in it, but they cunningly refused to show themselves on the stage, even if it was a year ago. Chi took dozens of Dongying warriors disguised as monks in an attempt to kidnap Emperor Long'an - it was also out of his personal grudge, and the Dongying people didn't really come out to ask for an explanation for him.
Shen Yi: "How do you say?"
Gu Yun shook his head: "It is said that they are treated with courtesy, but their attitude is ambiguous. As soon as the messenger wants to talk about business, he will avoid seeing those who can be in charge, and find a group of white-faced dancing girls to accompany the guests. If they can take root in our country, they will be able to eat a mouthful of rotten flesh, but if the Western warships are defeated, they will still live next to us in the future, so they do their best and are not willing to completely offend us.”
Shen Yi frowned and said, "To please both ends, what is this?"
"Good stuff." Gu Yun said with a smile, "I'm relieved that they are so rude, I'll wait and see, it will be of great use."
Shen Yi shook his head: "We can't wait a bit, the southern front is too long, Zi Liu Jin is too tight, even if you deploy from it, there will inevitably be times when you can't keep up. Besides, I'm worried that if we keep fighting like this, the Central Committee will meet. There is a noise."
Gu Yun's expression faded.
Shen Yi reminded again: "I heard that the imperial court thinks that we should not just fight, we should 'one stick and one sweet date'. Recently, a new batch of foreign affairs envoys are being formed. If these people are really holding sticks to deliver sweet dates. That's all, I'm afraid it's a special trip to cause chaos."
Gu Yun pondered for a moment: "When will you arrive?"
"It's almost time to leave," Shen Yi replied, "It will only take ten days and a half - Zixi, what do you want to do?"
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