After the heavy rain, the air in the desert is no longer dry and dull, and people can open their hearts and breathe a good breath. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the dark clouds receded, it was late, and the sunset clouds were gone, and a crescent moon crept up to the middle of the sky. This land has been dry for a long time, and the rain has fallen heavily. Many small hills have slipped, and some spies have reported that there is a quicksand area ahead, which is quite complicated and dangerous.

"Your Majesty, our army will set up camp here tonight, it has rained so heavily, the sand is loose, and I am afraid that we will encounter danger if we hurry further. ”

A column of ordinary desert caravans was stationed next to a sand dune, and the people who hurried took advantage of this gap to bring out water and food, although it was time to rest, but the team was not loose, and seemed to be guarded around a carriage to form a defense.

And the respectful leader bent down and asked the man in the carriage for instructions.

The son in the car was wrapped in a black veil around his face, only revealing a pair of heroic and beautiful eyes, he slowly shook his head and frowned slightly, it was Yuwen Yong, the emperor of Zhou State.

"No, we have traveled thousands of miles to cross the desert just to catch Qi off guard, Qi has already strengthened the city defense of Jinyang Luoyang, the old strategy will definitely not work, the Turks in this place are not afraid to come in, and the Qi army would never have imagined that we would make a surprise attack around the northern road. Yu Wenyong said.

"Yes。。。。。。 Then we'll go a few more miles, through the quicksand, and rest. With a wave of the leader, he greeted the surrounding men and horses, and the army was ordered to stop, and soon the caravan was ready to set off and march forward.

Along the way, it was also a rapid march, and Yuwen Yong drove his own expedition without slackening. The carriage spun again, the sun had set outside, and he had lifted the curtains and leaned against the edge of the lattice with one hand on his forehead, looking out at the endless undulating desert landscape.

Thinking that he was approaching the place where the person was, Yu Wenyong hooked his lips and smiled for no reason.

Obviously, His Majesty the Emperor of this Zhou State did not take into account that he was leading an army to raid thousands of miles at this moment, instead of driving to visit relatives and friends, and the person in his heart saw him, but he definitely couldn't laugh.

"Danger! Quicksand ahead!"

Yu Wenyong was sketching the man's voice and smile in his mind, and shook violently with the carriage for no reason.

There was a sound of confusion from the men and horses in front of them, the horses neighed, and his guards stood by the side of the carriage and drew their swords to guard against it.

"What's the matter?" asked Yu Wenyong as he lifted the curtain of the carriage. Despite the dissuasion of the guards, Yu Wenyong still got out of the carriage. The hustle and bustle in front calmed down after a while, and a soldier hurriedly came to report it: "Your Majesty, there is a pit in front of you after the quicksand has fallen, and the road may be dangerous, so it is better to take a detour。。。。。。 ”

"Take me to see it. Yu Wenyong said.

"Yes!" the man commanded.

Quicksand is what business travelers walking the desert are most afraid of encountering. As long as you are in it, you will die. The bottomless hourglass-like terrain devours living beings, and the more you struggle, the faster you die.

Looking at the sand at your feet still slowly flowing in one direction, you can imagine how rampant the quicksand here is. I'm afraid that the original landform has changed shape.

Yu Wenyong made a gesture and asked the whole army to turn around this area.

Yu Wenyong, who was dressed as a businessman, wrapped the turban on his face, turned around and was about to turn his head away.

Suddenly......

Something hurriedly gliding through his field of vision grabbed Yu Wenyong's attention. Emperor Zhou turned his head suspiciously, looking at the messy scene in the quicksand.

Frowning, as far as the eye could see, there was desolation in the night.

There was a hand, revealing the flowing yellow sand, clutching at a stone in the sand.

"Someone, pull him up!" Yu Wenyong ordered loudly.

"Yes!" the soldier obeyed and took the rope from the horses behind him. These were siege military baggage, which was naturally strong, and a soldier threw a rope and encircled the man's hand, and when he pulled it tightly, he tied the other end to his horse. As soon as the horse walked backwards, the man was pulled by the rope and began to slide gently. The pit was so deep that the horse was pulling a little harder, and the man's knotted hands were creaking.

For no reason, Yu Wenyong just felt his heart tighten, frowning and shouting, "Slow down!"

"Yes! take it easy, slow down!"

The soldier readjusted the horse's pace, and with such care, he finally pulled the man out of the mud and sand. Although I don't know why the emperor is so nervous, there is a good chance that the people who have fallen into the quicksand have already run out of breath, and they are really doing this too much at this moment.

The stars in the sky were thickened.

It took half an hour to prevent the quicksand from being squeezed and starting to fluctuate, and the not far road dragged the man to safety.

The soldiers of the Zhou State only knew that they couldn't drag the thing that didn't know whether it was a corpse or a living person, so the soldiers who wanted to use their horseback skills in front of the emperor didn't notice it, and their emperor's majesty's eyes became more and more surprised, and his face changed patterns.

The minister, who was dressed as the head of the merchant brigade, saw Yu Wenyong's abnormal expression, and looked at the rescued person who was gradually getting closer in confusion, and couldn't help but be very curious.

Unfortunately, the man was covered in yellow sand and mud, and even though the sand kept shaking off, he still lay on his back on the ground and was dragged. No face to be seen, only a few strands of long black hair peeking out of the turban. It must be a young man, the minister thought to himself.

Finally arrived in front of him, and someone wanted to lift the person up from the sand, but His Majesty the Emperor Yu Wenyong took the first step.

The minister panicked, for fear that the emperor should not fall for such a hasty plan.

"Set off quickly, bypass this quicksand and set up camp. Yu Wenyong obviously didn't give the minister a chance to admonish, and he didn't even think that the man had just come out of the sand and was covered in mud, so he picked up and took a step, and actually went towards the emperor's carriage. The speed was very fast, and the people around him hadn't been able to take a closer look at the figure of the rescued person, and in a blink of an eye, Yu Wenyong turned around and covered himself with the cloak on his body.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" the minister chased after him, puzzled.

"Go, this person is about to die, what are you squeaking and whining?!" Yu Wenyong glanced at the minister, his face full of resentment.

"Yes。。。。。。 "Although the emperor is young, his vigorous and resolute skills and the strength of the power he holds alone now make his subordinates dare not exceed the slightest. Since the emperor wants to save people, let's wait until this dangerous place is over.

The convoy set off again, hurrying away, not daring to slack off.

Yu Wenyong hugged the man and sat in the carriage.

He couldn't believe it, and after a while, he raised his hand and took away the cloak he had put on.

This man also looked like a merchant, with a veil around his face.

Without taking off the turban veil in a hurry, Yu Wenyong's hand trembled slightly and stroked the corners of the man's eyes and eyebrows, feeling like he was dreaming.

As soon as he said goodbye, he thought that goodbye must be on the battlefield, who would have thought that this person would come to his eyes so suddenly.

Yu Wenyong was ecstatic in his heart, sweeping away the depression and depression of more than half a year. But when I felt the man's cold face, my brain began to function normally.

He hurriedly lifted the man's veil, put his fingers on it, and without feeling his snort, he carried the man in his arms to him in a more panic, and pressed it close to the man's chest and listened to the heartbeat.

Yu Wenyong was very scared, he missed this person again and again, does God still plan to send this person to his eyes and let them say goodbye to heaven and earth?! When he was thirteen years old, he saw him for the first time on the long bridge in Yecheng, and since then it has been like a lingering poisonous weed, planted in his heart. The more you try to pull it out, the more it spreads. He wanted to treat him as an upright opponent, but it turned out that he couldn't do anything on the battlefield。。。。。。

Thinking of the body temperature of the person in his arms gradually disappearing, Yu Wenyong shook off the curtain of the carriage and shouted loudly without any scruples: "Come on! Find Lang Zhong here!!"

The soldiers were in chaos, and the Zhou army had a very difficult night to go.

Out of the realm of quicksand, I can finally take a good rest, and the emperor's tent in Yuwen Yong is brightly lit.

Although he didn't know why the emperor was so nervous about the life of the passerby who was trapped in the quicksand, the accompanying imperial doctor still paid for the young man who was lying on the emperor's couch at this moment. The most precious life-saving medicine brought back to the blood Fang Dan was taken out for healing under the soft and hard application of Yuwen Yong, the emperor didn't seem to like others to see that person's face, so the imperial doctor was rescued through a veil to diagnose the pulse, hazy, but not like what I heard before that I felt that the rescued person was a man, I couldn't see clearly, the imperial doctor still knew that it was an incomprehensible beautiful face, no wonder the emperor was so nervous.

"Your Majesty, it's the third watch, the old minister is guarding, you go and sleep for a while. The imperial doctor didn't want to think about where the emperor would sleep at the moment, so he loyally protected the lord's way.

"No, there's enough rest in the carriage all day. How is this person?" Yu Wenyong asked back and forth, just this sentence, although the imperial doctor had already said that he would do his best to obey the destiny of heaven.

The imperial doctor saw that the emperor was anxious, so he turned around and went to the pulse, this person was buried in the quicksand for a long time, he was angry, if it wasn't for the emperor's insistence on saving, he was really reluctant to bring out the life-saving elixir he brought out.

Eh?。。。。。。 The Imperial Physician frowned slightly, as if in disbelief, and checked the man's wrist again.

Surprised, the elixir he brought out was really so miraculous?!

"How?!"

Yu Wenyong saw that the imperial doctor's expression was different, so he asked nervously.

"It's really a blessing and a great life, and it's actually a lot better in a while! The heart is very strong, and the minister thinks it's time to come back to life!" said the imperial doctor.

When Yu Wenyong heard this, he was overjoyed.

As soon as he squeezed out of the position of the imperial doctor, he lay down on the side of the bed, and looked at the man's face closely, and it was really much better than just now.

"Reward! I reward you heavily!" Yu Wenyong was happy, and he rewarded the imperial doctor. The imperial physician was overjoyed when he heard this, and after thanking him again and again, he withdrew from the tent in a familiar manner.

"Chang Gong。。。。。。 Yu Wenyong's fingers brushed over the jade-like face that was no longer cold, and his eyes were full of joy and affection.

The pale face had a little flesh and was full of life. Along the undulating contours of his facial features, Yu Wenyong's slender fingers finally rested on the two lip flaps, soft, and began to have a ruddy color.

The snort blew gently on the tips of his fingers, like a feather brushing Yu Wenyong's chest.

I don't know how long I watched like this, but the oil lamps in the tent burned out, and there were meteors on the dome of the vast earth.