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It was even more exposed, and the Zhuge Mansion, which had been noisy for a day, fell into silence, and the servants on duty nested by the fire in the gatehouse and grinded their teeth, saying that this and that family have nothing. A girl who got up at night passed by the yard, startled the sleeping puppy, the puppy barked a few times, maybe smelled the familiar smell, hummed and chirped and lay down again, the servants pricked up their ears and listened for a while, no one wanted to leave the stove to see what was going on, squeezed each other and waited for a while, and finally heard the sound of the girl returning to the room, and then chattered and spoke.

This is Zhuge Mansion, now South Korea is the world, in addition to the border dispute with Dazheng, the country is also a clear place, Zhuge Yi is the emperor's teacher, Zhuge Hanchi is the first general, looking at this South Korea, which thief dares to break into here. Late-night food was brought from the dining room, and the servants swarmed up, not seeing the dark shadow that flashed in the corner.

"Whew-" Yang Yuncong tore off the black towel on his face and let out a long breath.

There is still no harvest today, I think it is because Emperor Han Wu knew that Gongzi would send someone to inquire, so he closed all the channels, the palace is so big, where did he hide Miss Biao?

"Yun Cong?" suddenly shouted outside the door, Yang Yun Cong was shocked, and threw the black clothes he had just taken off on the wooden beam with his backhand, and then turned over and got on the bed.

There was a slight knock on the door, and then it creaked open.

Hanchi walked into the house with two wine jars, and when he saw Yang Yuncong's sleepy eyes, he couldn't help but smile slightly, and said, "I can't sleep, I want to find someone to drink, can you?"

"Unless, it's the most famous ten miles of incense in the east of the city. Yang Yuncong tore off the coat he was wearing at the head of the bed, and when he got up, he smelled the overflowing aroma of wine.

"It's indeed ten miles of incense, you haven't been here for a long time, but you know a lot about the most famous wine in Jing'an City. ”

"I've been wandering alone for a long time, and I think the only thing I remember most clearly is the wine I drank and the girl I loved. ”

"Hahahaha, happy people say happy words, I like your temperament, I ordered the dining room to send the side dishes with wine, and we will drink it happily in a while. ”

Hearing this, Yang Yuncong picked up the wine jar and poured it sharply, wiped the corners of his mouth and drank a good wine, Hanchi also laughed when he saw this, grabbed the wine jar and poured a sip, and then sat down with Yang Yuncong face to face.

"You said you're not Korean, but why did you come here? "Heh, in fact, I don't know where I am, I only know that I have no father and mother and no home since I was a child, and this world is just a journey for me, and wherever I go. ”

"With your skills, you have a chance to get ahead wherever you go, so why are you interested in staying in Korea and staying by my side. ”

Yang Yuncong paused slightly when he heard this, seemed to think about it for a while, hugged the wine jar and took another sip, before he smiled faintly and said, "Xu Yes, because you are the most promising general in this country, the chances of getting ahead with you will be much greater." ”

Han Chi shook his head after hearing this, and laughed a little self-deprecating and a little lonely: "Others say so, you have been following me all these days, don't you think that I, Zhuge Hanchi, am I really the most promising general in this Korea?"

"There are some things I don't know, and I have never participated in the process, so it is inconvenient to comment, but it is the loneliness in the general's heart, Yun Cong sees it in his eyes, but he doesn't know what it is for. ”

"Huh. Hanchi smiled again, and became more and more bitter.

"yes, how do others know what this is for, maybe even my dad can understand. Hanchi hugged the altar behind him, looked up at the air, as if he remembered something, and after being stunned for a long time, he muttered: "Somehow, being with you always reminds me of the past, when I had a group of brothers like you by my side, although I had a hard time, I had never been so helpless...... They treated me like a brother and a father, and no matter how tragic the fight was, they never let go of my hand, but ...... And yet I ......"

But I turned my back on them.

I leave them with morality, and the eleven brothers who lived and died with me should hate me now.

"I don't know, I really don't know whether my original decision was right or wrong, I just know that there is no Luo Bing in this world anymore, this person, at least in their hearts, is dead. ”

Yang Yuncong quietly looked at the man in front of him, thinking about what he was saying at this moment, and suddenly, he felt some sympathy for him.

Luo Bing, one of the twelve guards beside Zheng Zhezhu, in the eyes of the Koreans, he is the first general valued by the emperor, and in private, he should value more than the eleven brothers who grew up together on Zheng Guo's side.

People are not plants and trees, and they have been accompanied by day and night for more than ten years, how can they say that they can give up if they give up. However, loyalty and filial piety etiquette, how many choices he can have, his life is just a chess piece on the chessboard, advancing and retreating, and he can't help himself.

"Tuk tuk. ”

The servant who delivered the wine and food entered the door at the right time, Yang Yuncong reached out and took the tray, and then took the two jars of wine sent by the servants, and said in his heart, I am afraid that I will not return if I am not drunk tonight. So he simply asked people to take two more jars, put them on the ground and smiled at the cold pool: "Since you drank it, you let it go, how long has the general not tasted drunk?"

"After the age of ten, I don't dare to get drunk. ”

In those seven words, how much bitterness and bitterness were brought out.

He left home at the age of ten, and since then he has been walking on thin ice, and he has been frightened step by step. Afraid of revealing his identity, he was trembling day and night, suffering every minute and every moment, longing to return to his hometown, but why did he return here, his heart was still terrifyingly empty, as if his real self had already died......

"Then get drunk on it once, regardless of whether it's heaven or earth, just be ourselves!" Yang Yuncong raised the wine jar and poured it down, and when Han Chi saw it, he laughed three times and raised the altar to drink, and the two of them drank the six jars of wine with such a heroic spirit.

Hanchi had never drunk so much, he felt that he was burned by the fire, his internal organs were churning, he lay on the table for a while, cried for a while, laughed for a while, was in a daze for a while, and fell asleep for a while.

Yang Yuncong sighed and staggered up to go to the cold pool.

His amount of alcohol is better than that of Hanchi, and the three altars are not enough to bring him down. He stretched out his hand and was about to pull up the cold pool, but suddenly thought of something, so he squatted down at the table, looked at the cold pool half-drooping on the side of the table, and whispered: "When I entered the palace today, I saw the son of cinnabar between his eyebrows at the palace gate, who is he?"

Hanchi was obviously unconscious, looked at him with his eyes open hard, and suddenly said: "Gongzi has the grace to save my life, if anyone dares to hurt him, I, Zhuge Hanchi, will protect him even if I fight for this life!"

Yang Yuncong was a little puzzled, thought for a while, and followed Han Chi's words and asked, "Who wants to hurt the prince? Is it the emperor?"

"The Emperor...... The emperor, no, no, no, I don't know what the emperor is going to do, the concubine Xin in the Linghua Palace looks exactly the same as the son, the emperor and he...... But why does he hang a portrait of his son......"

Yang Yuncong felt a buzz in his head, and suddenly seemed to understand something, looking at the drunken cold pool, he got up and jumped onto the beam!