Big brother practiced swordsmanship early in the morning. Ge Fat Xiaolai was ready to hold his stinky feet. Unexpectedly, his voice was so good that he didn't say it. When he came out first, he was frightened into a hairy quail on the spot. Dare to come out.
Chang Geng looked like he hadn't slept well in the early morning. His face was pale and blue, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. After taking a deep look at Gu Yun, he slowly lowered the tip of his sword and said in a restrained low voice: "It was I who accidentally missed and offended Lord Hou."
Gu Yun rubbed his chin, his face tightened and he didn't dare to smile.
He tentatively raised his hand, wanting to ride Chang Geng's back as usual, but he was dodged by Chang Geng unsurprisingly.
Chang Geng said indifferently, "Please come in, Lord Hou."
Gu Yun retracted his hand in embarrassment, put it on his lips and coughed dryly: "Chang Geng, wait."
When Chang Geng heard him call his name, he paused subconsciously, only to see Gu Yun turned around and waved behind him. The people who carried the box immediately walked in in unison, put the box into the courtyard, and at the same time retreated, kneeling in a row.
"Master."
Gu Yun stretched out his hand and held it up, motioning the soldiers to get up, and then stepped forward to break the lock on the box. Like pretending to be mysterious, he turned around and smiled at Chang Geng: "Come on, I'll show you something good."
"Click" the box lid popped open, and Fatty Ge pulled Chang Geng. Seeing Chang Geng's pale face, he couldn't hold back his curiosity.
I saw a silver heavy armor lying quietly in the box. There was no variegation in the whole body. The lines were so smooth that it was almost eye-catching. It was terrifyingly beautiful. Bulky iron bump.
Gu Yun said quite contentedly: "This is a custom order made by the master of the Lingshu Academy of mine a while ago. The burning efficiency of Zi Liujin is twice as high as that of the same heavy armor, and the joints have reinforcement layers, which will not be broken like those of the barbarians. The thing is stuck in a sleeve like this. It's a masterpiece. It's much better than the one I used when I was young. It's just that you don't have a name yet. You should be old enough to have your own name. You can leave your nickname. give it."
Chang Geng had no other expression on his face except that he was dazzled by the light of the heavy armor at first, especially when he heard Gu Yun suggested that he should name the heavy armor "Chang Geng".
When the word "Chang Geng" became so popular, Xiu Niang Hu Geer, Gu Yun, they all had a soft spot for his nickname.
Before his death, the enemy he regarded as his own mother gave him a dose of maddening poison, named "Chang Geng". Before the little adoptive father he wanted to take care of all his life turned into nothing, he gave him an unparalleled weight. A, also suggested that he should be named "Chang Geng".
Could there be a more ironic coincidence than this
In a word, the talented Gu Dashuai once again succeeded in achieving "the pot that can't be opened and raised" without his knowledge.
Chang Geng's long silence made the people around him feel uneasy, Fatty Ge took small steps and rubbed the corner of Chang Geng's clothes: "Brother, don't you wear it and see? This is the first time I've seen heavy armor. It's the group of barbarians that day."
Chang Geng suddenly lowered his head, turned back to the house without a word, and slammed the door hard.
The smile at the corner of Gu Yun's mouth gradually became a little bitter, and at the gate of the courtyard, he seemed a little helpless, but he quickly recalled it and found himself a step down in a self-deprecating manner: "The first time I become a foster father, it's not good to be a foster father. lol."
A mysterious soldier stepped forward and asked, "Commander, this armor"
"Put it on, leave it to him in the outhouse, and leave the key to him." Gu Yun paused, as if planning to say something, but finally deflated, "Forget it."
He was wearing indigo casual clothes, his clothes were thin, and he didn't seem to be that thick. He spent a lot of thought to please him. Pitiful.
Seeing this situation, Shen Yi couldn't help but slander: "Aren't you crazy, you kicked the iron plate this time? It's time!"
Fat Ge felt a little uncomfortable, scratching his head: "Uncle Sixteen"
Gu Yun touched Ge Fatty's small forehead and smiled reluctantly: "It's okay, you can play by yourself."
Said, he turned around and strode over to Shen Yi, forcibly pulled Shen Yi out of the way, and then bit his ear in a low voice: "Didn't I feel very happy when I gave him the iron wrist buckle last time, why doesn't it work this time? "
Shen Yi looked to the side and saw that there was no one around, so he said bluntly and sarcastically: "Master, are you treating people like a club and making the same move every time?"
Gu Yun was a little anxious: "Stop talking slander, what do you say?"
Shen Yi rolled his eyes: "Look, you have done such a big thing in the northern Xinjiang, and you have kept it from him for so long, and he is digging your heart out for you, how about you? He now thinks that you are pretending to be deaf and deceiving him. - And the mother who dragged him up since she was a child was a spy from the North, and now she's gone, maybe she was forced to death by you."
"Fart," Gu Yun interrupted him, "People like the Prairie Demon Girl must know that they will be willing to commit suicide if they want to succeed. If she had known that I was here, she would have understood that they were not playing, so she would not die. "
Shen Yi pondered his words for a while, but didn't understand the causal relationship here. He only heard that Gu Shuai's "heroes in the world, who will give up on me" is the key point - what does it mean "if you know he is here, you will understand." You don't play by yourself"
There is no cure.
Shen Yi didn't want to care about him anymore, so he said perfunctorily: "You let him stay quietly for a few days by himself, don't bother him with the trick of coaxing a concubine, and wait for him to come back by himself."
Gu Yun: "I don't have a concubine."
Shen Yi sneered: "Yeah, you don't even have a wife."
Gu Yun gave him a kick.
But after two steps, Gu Dashuai thought about it again, and thought that this matter was in the middle of his mind - just that he was too lazy to return to the capital.
But with a little prince, he can't stay in Yanhui all the time. He thought about it a little, and a bad idea came to his mind.
Gu Yun said to Shen Yi, "It's just right, last night's booklet hasn't been sent out yet, you go back and change it again, saying that the Fourth Highness is pure and filial. The grief is too much, and I can't afford it when I get sick. We will rest in Yanhui for a while, and then return to Beijing when His Highness recovers. It must be written reasonably and try to make the emperor cry."
Shen Yi: ""
If he could beat him, he must beat the surnamed Gu to tears now.
It's a pity that people can't keep up with the sky.
The next day, when Gu Yun was watching Chang Geng practice his sword on the wall, a Xuan Ying suddenly sent an urgent gold medal order. Gu Yun only glanced at it, and his expression changed.
The emperor was critically ill, and summoned the Marquis of Anding to bring the fourth prince back quickly.
Gu Yun turned over and jumped down from the top of the wall. Chang Geng vaguely heard him instructing someone outside the courtyard wall: "Tell Ji Ping to see me, and we are going back to Beijing right away."
Chang Geng was stunned for a while, leaning on his heavy sword, he smelled a bit of uncertainty about his future.
Everyone in Daliang thought he was the fourth prince, except himself.
Chang Geng always felt that his fate was too cheap. If he was really a prince, no matter if he was a purebred or a hybrid, he should have the bloodline of the True Dragon Emperor to protect him, right
Why is this so
But then again, it doesn't matter if he is a royal relative or a beggar.
Fatty Ge observed his words, and smartly saw that Chang Geng was in a bad mood, and immediately came up with a smile: "It's okay, eldest brother, I will follow you in the future, if you are a general, I will be a bodyguard for you, if you are a high official , I'll be a book boy for you, and if you're an emperor, I'll be a grandma for you!"
Chang Geng covered his mouth and stared, "Is this kind of nonsense talking nonsense, you're going to die?"
Fat Ge's small pair of mung bean eyes turned around.
Chang Geng's depressed mood suddenly improved. The little fat man from the butcher's family was fine. If he was more uneasy, wouldn't he seem too useless
Chang Geng thought to himself, "I'll just run away by myself. Anyway, I'm not worried about it. I ran to an old forest in the deep mountains and became a hunter, and no one could find it."
However, when he decided to run, he first had to give up the sixteenth Gu Yun. Chang Geng tried to use a knife, and the pain was so painful that he had to postpone it for a while. After this postponement, Gu Yun took him on the road back to Beijing.
Ge Fatty followed him and followed him. This country boy who grew up in the countryside chose a road far away from the capital city for himself, and even bought one and built another—when he was about to set off the next day, Chang Geng looked at him even though he had replaced it with one. Mrs. Cao, who dressed up as a boy but looked like a woman dressed as a man, really had no idea.
Madam Cao gathered up her courage and squeezed her voice hummingly: "Brother Chang Geng, that day you saved my life by the dark river, my father said that a man and a man should not be ungrateful, the kindness of saving life should be promised by yourself. "
Chang Geng got goosebumps when he heard "a manly man", and had a stomachache when he heard "promise with one's body", and replied dryly: "Promise with one's body is unnecessary."
Lady Cao's ears were flushed, and she said shyly, "I just want to go to the capital with you and serve you."
Chang Geng wanted to refuse, but when the words came to his mouth, they slipped into his throat inexplicably. In his impression, one of Ge Fatxiao and Mrs. Cao was a follower, and the other never said a few whole words in front of him, and they followed him. He couldn't talk about any friendship, but once he left Yanhui Town, the two of them seemed to have become all his memories of this place - Shen Shiliu didn't count.
Chang Geng hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and Gu Yun called the guard he used on the road, "Excuse me, this eldest brother, and ask Marquis Anding."
The guard quickly came back: "The commander said that it is entirely up to His Royal Highness to decide."
Chang Geng let out a sigh of relief, thinking that sure enough, Gu Yun would not care about such trivial matters.
Bringing Fatty Ge and Madam Cao with him, Chang Geng got on his horse and finally looked back at Yan Hui to the town behind him.
There used to be a giant kite returning here, and the noisy crowds on both sides of the strait greeted each other. Although they were impoverished, they were always peaceful and happy. Now they have only been swept away by the war, and the whole town seems to have fallen into a shadow. In the distance, there are only crows coming and going.
Chang Geng had an indescribable premonition in his heart—he felt that those happy and simple days in the past might never come back.
The strong brigade of the Xuantie Camp rushed to the capital as if they were marching all the way.
When sleeping in a valley that day, Chang Geng had a nightmare in his drowsiness. He dreamed that he was holding a steel knife in his hand. The knife pierced Gu Yun's chest, and blood spurted out Lao Gao. His face was as thin as paper, his eyes were dim, with a little looseness, and a thin line of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.
Chang Geng shouted "Foster Father" and sat up in shock, sweating all over his head, he subconsciously touched his chest.
Chang Geng smoothed the discarded sleeve silk, and found that it was very uniquely discarded. The traces left on it after being burned by Zi Liujin were like patterns, like an auspicious cloud, so he pierced a hole and hung it. on the neck.
The silk in the sleeve helped him kill a barbarian. Chang Geng thought that he had seen blood, so he could not be regarded as a child and qualified to be a real man, so he carried it with him all day long.
The touch of the black iron sheet was cold, which gradually calmed Chang Geng's mind.
He slowly exhaled a breath of foul breath and climbed out of his tent. The night guard saw him and immediately followed, but he refused.
Chang Geng walked to the small river alone, washed his face, heard the chirping of insects in the grass, he touched it, and grabbed the little cold cricket in the palm of his hand.
Flowing fire means that the autumn coolness will fall, and the fate of this little thing is coming to an end. Chang Geng thought it was pitiful, so he let go and started aimlessly along the river bank, and unknowingly came to Gu Yun's handsome tent.
He came back and laughed at himself. Just as he was about to turn to leave, he suddenly saw Shen Yi hurried over with a porcelain bowl in his hand, and a familiar smell of medicine permeated the place.
Chang Geng's nose twitched and he couldn't walk anymore.
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