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Chi Can's eyes fell on the envelope, and he suddenly realized something, suddenly closed the mahogany box, and said with a dry smile: "It's nothing, a bunch of boring things." Come, come, let's keep drinking. ”

Shao Jingyuan frowned unhappily.

How does this man speak?

Shao Mingyuan had already walked over and reached for the mahogany box.

Chi Can hid back with the mahogany box in one hand, knowing that he couldn't dodge, he raised his hand and threw the box out: "Yang Er, go on!" ”

Yang Houcheng reflexively stretched out his hand.

Shao Mingyuan jumped up and instantly held the mahogany box in his hand.

Yang Houcheng spread his hands: "Shixi, you know, let me compete with Tingquan in force, just like letting me play chess with Zizhe and compare my beauty with you, it is purely to embarrass me." ”

Chi Can uncharacteristically did not quarrel with Yang Houcheng, and looked at Shao Mingyuan with a sinking face.

Everyone realized that something was wrong, and their eyes all fell on Shao Mingyuan, and the atmosphere became inexplicably tense.

Shao Mingyuan lowered his head and opened the mahogany box.

Ji Can stopped talking and sighed deeply.

What came into view was a box full of letters, one after another, some of which had been yellowed, others moth-eaten, revealing the rough letterhead and blurred handwriting inside.

The environment in the north is harsh, and there is a shortage of materials in the war all the year round, and even if it is very rich, many of the objects that the rich and noble families in the capital are accustomed to enjoying cannot be bought.

For example, those expensive letterheads.

Shao Mingyuan involuntarily picked up a letter and rubbed the rough paper.

This is the letter he wrote.

It was a letter he wrote to his wife Qiao's with guilt and expectation since he got married for more than two years.

But now, all of these letters are locked in this small mahogany box, and on the day he moves, they are delivered by his mother.

To this day, there is something he still doesn't understand.

It turned out that he had written these letters one by one in the war-torn Northland, and his wife Qiao's had never received them.

He thought that Qiao's had always complained about him, complaining that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a husband and had never been by her side, so he didn't say a word.

He didn't know until today that she had never received a letter from him.

So when she first saw him, she was pushed by the Tartars and stood on the mottled Yancheng city wall, what was she thinking?

Isn't it...... Hate him extraordinarily?

Shao Mingyuan's face became more and more pale, as pale as snow.

"Tingquan, what are these?" The atmosphere was too depressing, and the needles could be heard, Yang Houcheng really couldn't stand such an atmosphere, and asked under inexplicable pressure.

Shao Mingyuan opened his mouth, but found that his throat was astringent, and he couldn't say a word.

What is there to be sad about, his mother should have seen clearly how he treated him.

"Yes-" Shao Mingyuan forcibly spoke, and suddenly a burst of qi and blood surged, and a fishy sweetness surged up from his throat.

"I'll go out first." He hurriedly put down the sentence, closed his mouth and strode out.

"Tingquan-" Yang Houcheng and the others chased after him uneasily.

Before he walked out of the door, the scorching heat came to his face, and his perseverance was as strong as Shao Mingyuan, but he still couldn't help opening his mouth, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out.

The bright red blood fell on the bluestone steps, which was particularly dazzling.

"General!" The guards who had gathered in the courtyard to drink changed color and rushed over.

Shao Mingyuan raised his hand to stop: "Drink your wine!" ”

In the eyes of the world, the champion who is like a gentle and noble son is direct and cold in front of the soldiers.

Northland has lived so many years of sharing weal and sorrow and licking blood on the tip of the knife, which has created the iron-blooded character of these men.

The general's words were orders to them, and everyone sat down again and drank silently, but these sons and daughters who shed blood without tears, at this moment, tears silently smashed into the wine glasses.

The spicy wine mixed with bitter tears rolled down their throats, making everyone eager to pick up a knife and cut down the things that had wronged them.

"Tingquan, you-" The faces of Yang Houcheng and the others who chased him out changed greatly.

"Second brother, what's wrong with you?"

Chi Can suddenly looked at Shao Jingyuan.

Shao Jingyuan was a little inexplicable: "Why does Master Chi look at me like this?" ”

"Looking at you?" Ji Can raised his eyebrows, because he drank wine, his cheeks were slightly red, and he was so beautiful that people could ignore gender.

Shao Jingyuan was stunned for a moment.

Ji Can's fist swung fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm still beating you!" ”

A punch smashed on the bridge of Shao Jingyuan's nose, and blood immediately splattered.

Ji Can was not puzzled, and rushed over again with his fist.

"Master Chi, what are you doing here?" Shao Jingyuan was surprised and angry, and couldn't help but retreat again and again, and finally scuffled together.

Shao Jingyuan was born as the son of Jing'an Hou, when he was young, Jing'an Hou's wife Shen was angry that Jing'an Hou fought all the year round, gathered less and left more, and did not want his son to set foot on this road again, so he invited many gentlemen to teach him the Four Books and Five Classics.

It can be said that Shao Jingyuan was cultivated according to the standards of famous sons in Beijing, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are very good, and the poetry is not a problem, but if you want to talk about the value of force, let alone Yang Houcheng, even Chi Can can't compare.

At this time, the two of them scuffled together, and Shao Jingyuan was almost crushed by Chi Can in all directions.

"Don't fight, if you have something to say, say it well." Yang Houcheng rushed over to persuade him, and held Shao Jingyuan's hand tightly.

Shao Jingyuan almost died of anger.

He's going to be beaten to death by the bastard surnamed Chi, okay, and there's actually a guy who pulls the bias!

"Third brother—" Hou Shizi of Jing'an, who had a blue nose and swollen face, shouted angrily.

Shao Xiyuan woke up like a dream, shook off his feet and ran to Shao Mingyuan: "Second brother, why are you vomiting blood?" ”

Shao Jingyuan: "......" The third brother usually hates the second brother, doesn't he grit his teeth with hatred, can you ask about vomiting blood later, if you don't help, he will really be killed!

has a little friend Yang Houcheng pulling the shelf, and Chi Gongzi is getting more and more fierce.

Zhu Yan saw that the fight was almost over, and raised his voice: "Don't fight, let's see how Tingquan is." ”

It's almost there, it's not good to beat someone to death.

"Yes, yes, don't fight, Tingquan matters." Only then did Yang Houcheng stop Chi Can.

Chi Can stopped his hand angrily, spat on the ground, and said fiercely: "Shao Jingyuan, what kind of pickled place is your Hou Mansion, Tingquan doesn't want to say more, don't think we don't know!" I warn you, if you do this kind of immoral thing again in the future, I will see you hit once and again! ”

Shao Jingyuan's fairly handsome face was already swollen into a pig's head, and he said vaguely: "Master Chi, what do you mean by this...... I've offended you somewhere......"

"Good looks?" Chi Can sneered, "Shao Jingyuan, you dare to swear poisonously, you don't know in your heart that your old immortal mother is not at all happy to give a gift to Tingquan?" You just take advantage of Tingquan's rare joy to watch jokes, what kind of brotherhood is pretending! ”

Shao Jingyuan was speechless by Chi Can's scolding.

At this time, Shao Xiyuan's exclamation came: "Second brother, what's wrong with you?" ”