Xue Ziqin came out of the wing, and the cold wind outside made him shiver. The more he thought about it, the more difficult it became for him to understand women, especially a lady like Cen Liyun, who started to cry at every turn, but couldn't understand a single sentence.
There were still a few hours before dawn, and even if it was dawn, Xue Ziqin would not have to get up. After all, this was not in the military camp, and everyone would want to be lazy.
After thinking for a moment, only Min Qiu can go there. I don't know if the other spare rooms have been cleaned up. In this weather, there is no bedding, and it is quite uncomfortable to fall asleep. Thinking of this, Xue Ziqin lightly ran to the room where Min Qiu was, and knocked lightly on the door.
"Min Qiu, Min Qiu."
There was an immediate reaction inside: "Who?"
"It's me." Xue Ziqin replied slightly louder.
Footsteps sounded, and then the door was opened a crack. Min Qiu looked at Xue Ziqin sleepily, and asked in a daze, "What's the matter, General?"
"Nothing, I'll go to sleep with you." Xue Ziqin said and planned to go in.
Who knew that Min Qiu quickly reached out and pushed him: "The general's wife has not seen the general for three years, why are you sleeping here..."
"Hey, it's annoying to cry and cry." Xue Ziqin didn't care so much, he reached out and opened the door, and immediately got into the house. He casually threw his coat on the table, then got into the mattress and lay down, and said again, "It's not that I haven't seen it for three years, it's that I haven't seen it at all."
Min Qiu shook his head helplessly, closed the door and fastened it, returned to the couch, and lay down side by side with Xue Ziqin.
The original sleepiness was almost worn down by Cen Liyun's crying so much, Xue Ziqin opened his eyes on the couch, feeling extremely energetic. Min Qiu had already fallen asleep, but was disturbed by Xue Ziqin and woke up. When he returned to the couch, he was still very sleepy. He closed his eyes and went back to sleep.
Who knew Xue Ziqin suddenly said: "How long have we slept together?"
"Since the general became a general," Min Qiu said.
When Xue Ziqin was still a major general, he often slept with the soldiers. They are all soldiers. Occasionally, because of the war, they sleep directly in the wild. When they are sleepy, they will lie on the ground, and they will not care about who is sleeping next to them, and a few more people.
When Min Qiu said this, Xue Ziqin remembered a lot of things from the past. Min Qiu has been following him for a long time, and he is still reliable.
Xue Ziqin said again: "Do you remember the time when you and the old man fought with Xisu?"
"Um?"
"Just the time you thought I was dead and cried."
"… "
"You're really fragile." Xue Ziqin thought about the scene at that time, and found it funny from the bottom of his heart. Next to him, Min Qiu rolled over, obviously embarrassed and didn't want to pay attention to him. But Xue Ziqin didn't think it was enough, so he pushed Min Qiu with his elbow and said, "Do you remember?"
"...Remember." Min Qiu had no choice but to answer him, and then yawned, "Go to sleep, General, it's getting late."
However, Xue Ziqin seemed to be unable to hear the second half of the sentence, and continued: "She is Yue'er's sister, why do I think she doesn't look alike at all."
Hearing this, Min Qiu suddenly regained his senses and replied, "The ninth prince was born of Concubine Jin, and Princess Yun was born of the queen."
"Then it must be like the emperor." Xue Ziqin said.
"Maybe it's like a mother."
"Then why is she crying? Married to the Xue family to be wronged like this." Xue Ziqin said again.
These words made Min Qiu feel wronged for Princess Yun. He moved a little further, lay flat and said, "What is the general pretending to be stupid, Princess Yun has never seen you when she got married, and the bridal chamber Huazhuye was also disturbed by assassins, can you not feel wronged?"
"...That's it."
Xue Ziqin replied like a fool. Min Qiu was so disturbed that he felt sullen in his heart, only to hear him quietly say: "If the ninth prince is crying like this, will the general still be annoying?"
He didn't know what was not Xue Ziqin's delusion, when he heard Min Qiu's words, he always felt that there was some sadness in it, as if there was something in his words. He didn't think much of it, so he answered truthfully, "Yu'er wouldn't cry like that."
"What if?"
"Then it's up to him."
"That's why the general is annoyed just because he doesn't like the princess." Min Qiu said.
"Why should I like her? I don't even know her." Xue Ziqin said confidently.
"… "
"I'll just stuff a girl to be your daughter-in-law, will you?"
"… want."
Xue Ziqin was speechless.
The two were silent for a while, Min Qiu didn't speak anymore, Xue Ziqin didn't speak anymore.
Min Qiu couldn't fall asleep anymore. Xue Ziqin started talking, and he also remembered the past events in his mind. Min Qiu suddenly asked, "Why does the general like the Ninth Prince?"
Since it was the middle of the night, Min Qiu's voice was kept very low and hoarse. He waited for a while, but Xue Ziqin didn't answer either. Hearing the gentle breathing in his ears, Min Qiu guessed that he must have fallen asleep, so he closed his eyes and planned to sleep.
After a short while, when Min Qiu was drowsy and about to fall asleep, Xue Ziqin suddenly turned over and put one leg on Min Qiu's.
Min Qiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He wanted to move his legs away, and he was familiar with the habit that his generals had developed over the years. He slept lightly and would wake up when touched. In desperation, he had no choice but to let Xue Ziqin hang on like this, and he would fall asleep.
The next morning, when Xue Ziqin was still sleeping soundly on the couch, Butler Zhang knocked on the door. Butler Zhang didn't know that Xue Ziqin was sleeping here with Min Qiu. He had called Xue Ziqin before, but was told by Princess Yun that he was not in the room, so he ran over to ask Min Qiu where Xue Ziqin was.
"Deputy General Min, Deputy General Min!"
Min Qiu got up sleepily and opened the door: "What's wrong with Butler Zhang?"
"The major general is not in the room. Does Vice General Min know where he has gone? The general is looking for him when he wakes up."
"Ah, General..." Min Qiu rubbed his eyes, always feeling that he knew where the General was, but he frowned and thought for a while, but he couldn't remember, so he could only say truthfully, "I don't know either."
"Excuse me." Butler Zhang seemed to be in a hurry, and after saying this, he bowed and left.
"It's okay."
Min Qiu closed the door, yawned long, and went back to sleep on the couch.
He lifted the quilt and got in with his eyes half closed. Immediately afterwards, he heard someone taking a "his-" breath in his ear.
Xue Ziqin was falling asleep when a movement next to him almost woke him up. He closed his eyes and didn't want to get up, but then he had to get up: "You pressed my hair!!!"
This exclamation made Min Qiu's drowsiness disappear at once. He hurriedly moved to the side, and then he remembered that Xue Ziqin ran over to sleep on his couch in the middle of the night yesterday.
Although Xue Ziqin's long hair was tied up, he never had the habit of combing it into a bun, and he didn't pay too much attention to where the ends of his hair fell when he slept. As a result, Min Qiu pressed down a strand of his hair as soon as he came up, and he was about to turn over when he pulled a sharp pain in his scalp.
"Uh..." Min Qiu turned to his side and said, "The general is looking for you..."
"I know, I'm sleepy." Xue Ziqin said impatiently, moving a little twice, his whole body was lying on his stomach, but his head was turned to Min Qiu.
His long and narrow eyes were slightly closed, and the bridge of his high nose was sunk in the pillow. Min Qiu looked at him, sighed to himself, and said softly to himself, "...Blind for such a beautiful face."
"What did you say?" Xue Ziqin asked in a deep voice without opening his eyes.
"The general is looking for you..."
Xue Ziqin propped up his upper body and sat up with a displeased face: "Got it."
Rao is still very sleepy, and the old man can't keep relying on him if he has something to do, so he has to get up and get off the bed. in the room.
He put on his coat, sat back on the couch, and patted Min Qiu twice, who was going to continue sleeping: "Go and get me the clothes."
"General go by yourself..."
"Am I a general or are you a general? Go if you want!" Xue Ziqin slapped him on the shoulder impatiently, with such force that Min Qiu almost cried out.
Min Qiu was helpless, but had to obey. He just got up on the couch to get dressed, and then Xue Ziqin got back into the quilt.
"Come on," Xue Ziqin said, only showing his head.
Min Qiu said while putting on his coat, "Yes..."
Later, Min Qiu bit the bullet and went to Xue Ziqin's room. The charming Princess Yun was not in the room. He hurriedly took Xue Ziqin's clothes and sabered a sword and ran back in a hurry.
The two packed their luggage before Xue Ziqin went to the front hall.
Butler Zhang came to call early, and it was not long before dawn. All the way, Xue Ziqin saw Xue Changfeng and two other women sitting there having breakfast on the large table in the front hall. One of them was crying last night, his wife Princess Yun.
Xue Ziqin stepped forward and said, "Foster father."
When Xue Changfeng heard the words, he put down the porridge and food in his hand, looked at him with a slightly sullen expression, and said, "You are not in your own room when you come back, where did you go?"
"I..." Xue Ziqin thought for a while, then casually gave a reason, "I was afraid of arguing with Princess Yun, so I didn't go."
"It's early in the morning, don't get angry." Fu Yang took some more dishes for Xue Changfeng and put them in his bowl, "Ziqin, right, come and sit, and talk about what you have to eat."
"Oh, good." Xue Ziqin nodded dumbly and sat down beside Princess Yun.
Last night, the candles were dim, and he didn't look carefully at Princess Yun's appearance. After getting very close at this moment, I noticed that although she and Cen Lixuan didn't look alike, they also had a first-class appearance, with red lips and white teeth, skin like cream, and eyes like stars. Feeling that Xue Ziqin was staring at him, Princess Yun lowered her head shyly.
Fu Yang has always said something, but she has never seen Xue Ziqin, but when she saw him, she started gossiping: "I heard that Lin'er is a soldier under Ziqin's command?"
"Lin'er? Wei Lin?" Xue Ziqin asked suspiciously.
"right."
"That's what happened, but he's gone with his father."
"Before that, thank you Ziqin for taking care of you." Fu Yang said.
Xue Ziqin was full of doubts, not knowing why.
He only knew that Wei Lin was Wei Yuanting's son, and also knew that the old man had a good relationship with him from the past, but he didn't know what was involved, why the old man had a good relationship and asked about Wei Lin.
If it weren't for Wei Lin's identity, Xue Ziqin couldn't guarantee that he would still remember such a soldier under his command. In contrast, he remembered Jiang more.
Fu Yang said generously, "Lin'er, it's my son."
Xue Ziqin almost spat out the breakfast he had just put in his mouth. He raised his eyes to look at Xue Changfeng, and saw that the old man looked as usual, as if he was not upset about it.
The old man's relationship with Wei Yuanting gave birth to a son... No matter how you think about it, it's not just an understatement.
Min Qiu next to him was equally surprised. If Fu Yang hadn't asked him to be seated, he wouldn't have planned to have breakfast with him. Now he and Xue Ziqin both had surprise written on their faces, then they looked at each other quietly, and continued to bury their heads in the meal.
Xue Ziqin couldn't bear the curiosity about this matter in his heart. While eating, he raised his eyes from time to time to look at Fu Yang on the opposite side, but the more he looked, the more he could see a bit of Wei Lin's shadow.
After breakfast, Xue Ziqin and Xue Changfeng went to the study.
Xue Changfeng hardly said a word, Xue Ziqin walked behind him and couldn't help but look at his adoptive father. After not seeing each other for a long time, he vaguely felt that Xue Changfeng was walking with vain steps, not as energetic as before. Thinking about Xue Changfeng's age again, how could he not be so obviously weak. After entering the study, Xue Ziqin said, "Foster father... Has your body been ill recently?"
Xue Changfeng went straight to the table and sat down, saying, "It's okay. You made a lot of noise along the way. The prefect came to discuss it before dawn in the morning."
"Oh? He's still here to discuss..." Xue Ziqin said, "Isn't this an order from my foster father?"
"So I sent him away for you." Xue Changfeng said coldly, "I don't need to explain the current matter, you should understand."
"Yes."
"How many people did you bring here?"
"More than seven thousand people."
"Very good," Xue Changfeng said, "Only waiting for the emperor's decree to establish the reserve, the second prince is doing a lot now, but our people are here, presumably the emperor will have some scruples, when necessary..."
"Qin'er knows."
"If the emperor died before the establishment of the reserve, it would be another fight."
"The thing Xue Jiajun is most afraid of is fighting." Xue Ziqin said, a confident smile appeared on his lips.
"You made such a big noise yesterday, I'm afraid there will be an imperial decree to enter the palace in the afternoon." Xue Changfeng said, "You said that the border is safe, and I came back to visit when I heard that I was ill."
"Yes."