"Jiajia, don't drink too much." Qi Mo intercepted the pottery bowl in Ji Jia's hand, held it in his hand, and was filled with wine by Nangong Zhang, the clear water surface reflected the color of golden red burning clouds, Qi Mo's eyes were vague, he glanced at Nangong Zhang, raised the wine bowl in his hand to him, drank it all, and only after drinking did he turn his head and look at Ji Jiadao, "You were injured some time ago, don't drink it next." ”

Ji Jia looked into the distance, I don't know if he drank too much, or because of the heat of the bonfire, his cheeks were red, and when he heard Qi Mo's words, he reacted for a while before nodding in a daze.

The bonfire on the side crackled, the comrades-in-arms around them toasted happily, and many soldiers sang the ballads of their hometown, which was very lively.

But Qi Mo could only see the young man beside him in his eyes.

The setting sun gilded the good-looking boy's body with a layer of golden light, and even the black hair seemed to be dyed with color, and the boy's eyebrows and eyes became extremely soft, with an illusory beauty. Qi Mo couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he couldn't help but admire, he thought that Ji Jia would be very uncomfortable with the border pass, and it would be difficult to accept the cruelty of the battlefield, but he didn't expect that Ji Jia was much stronger than he imagined...... Although there was a very uncomfortable period at the beginning, he overcame it very quickly and decisively, which made him feel frightened, distressed and admired, and even more heartbroken.

Qi Mo knew, I'm afraid Nangong Zhang was the same.

Don t ask him why he knows, this is a feeling, very wonderful, although nangong zhang is just extremely appreciative of ji jia, quite a bit of a corporal of lixian, but he just knows. At this time, Qi Mo was extremely glad that Ji Jia's brain was not civilized, so no one would have a chance, but compared to Nangong Zhang, Qi Mo was extremely sure that his favor in Ji Jia's heart must be many times higher than that of Nangong Zhang.

Looking at Ji Jia's cute appearance, Qi Mo couldn't help but smile, reached out to probe Ji Jia's forehead, and touched Ji Jia's cheek, seeing that Ji Jia was still a little unhappy, and sure enough, he was drunk again.

Nangong Zhang also laughed, obviously noticing Ji Jia's situation.

"Qi Mo." was suddenly called by his name, Qi Mo reflexively agreed, no matter where, it seemed that Ji Jia would always be the only one who called his name like this.

"I ......" Ji Jia looked into the distance, his expression was a little ethereal, his eyes were a little confused, if people who knew Ji Jia looked carefully, it was easy to find that Ji Jia was drunk, but he spoke very clearly, "I'm not drunk." ”

People who usually say that they are not drunk are already drunk and don't want it. Qi Mo was funny in his heart, and he also knew that drunk people couldn't care, so he had to follow Ji Jia and say, "Okay, good, not drunk, not drunk, you Ji Jia is the most bear, a thousand cups are not drunk." ”

Ji Jia smiled lightly when he heard this, nodded approvingly, and stretched out his hand to ask Qi Mo for a pottery bowl.

Qi Mo couldn't cry or laugh even more, the wine bowl naturally couldn't be given anymore, "Have you forgotten the last time you lost a game of chess to me, and you still want to drink if you don't win?" ”

Ji Jia was stunned when he heard this, he really didn't want the pottery bowl anymore, and sat quietly on the side, watching the soldiers laugh.

There was jubilation around him, and I don't know who shouted first, "General Zuo, you can't drink, why don't you sing a song to make amends?" ”

"Yes, yes, Ji Jia, it's rare to be so happy today, don't shirk! I've sung this broken gong, how can you be silent? It was another military general of the same level as Ji Jia, he had just sung a magic sound through his brain, and he couldn't help but ridicule Ji Jialai.

"Okay, don't make trouble, Ji Jia is drunk." Qi Mo helplessly helped Ji Jia and said, this group of soldiers, he can't control it if he really wants to be lively.

Before the soldiers below had time to complain about Qi Mo's favoritism, they heard that Ji Jia had already retorted on the side, "I'm not drunk." "The words are clear, the posture is straight, not at all like drunk.

"That's it." The soldiers made a commotion and said arrogantly, "General Zuo, come and sing!" ”

Ji Jia pursed his lips and agreed heartily, "It's just a song, there's nothing difficult about it." ”

Qi Mo's eyes lit up, and he said in surprise, "Jiajia, you really know how to sing?" ”

Men sing, in fact, there are a lot of them in the barracks, and anyone can hum a few words of the songs of their hometown, and when they are happy, they can also hum a few words, just for fun. The barracks are not like Jingzhong, and the men feel all kinds of bad when they sing songs. Discipline comes first in the army, and the rest of the time is casual.

Ji Jia nodded firmly, not only can he sing, but he can also sing very well, his singing voice is very popular, this is the only real thing in the seventeen years before his life.

Nangong Zhang glanced at Ji Jia in surprise, but he had long been accustomed to the barracks, and he didn't think there was anything wrong, so he took a sip of wine, and the rough pottery bowl he obviously used was used by him with a feeling of good porcelain. ”

The soldiers who were surrounding also looked forward to it because of the great feeling.

Ji Jia smiled slightly, his beautiful phoenix eyes looked at the sky, took a deep breath, and sang in a cold voice, "Who is worried about himself in the bustling dust, who locks his eyebrows?" The crowd dispersed with the neighing of the horses, who was pressing forward step by step? I was in full spirit, vowing to live up to the life given to me by the sky, and the echo of the water in my ears sounded, disturbing the ink in my eyes. But when he saw Hua Luoyan going without paying attention, he was only full of wantonness, reflecting the mad wheel and drunkenness, whose temples were red by the burning clouds? But when he saw the water and the sky sailing together, he only laughed at the danger of coming, and the gods were chivalrous in the waves, and he sighed and remembered for a moment. ”

The crowd gradually fell silent, and under the quiet night sky, only this beautiful and cold voice was flying, pleasant to the ear, entrusting a kind of longing, with a strong appeal.

Although I don't know who the "he" in this word is, and I don't know what kind of feelings it is, the last deep sigh hit people's hearts hard.

Under the reflection of the bonfire, people suddenly remembered a lot, thought of the days and nights of fighting on the battlefield, thought of one tragic and fiery battle after another, thought of distant relatives, and loved ones waiting at home, deeply moved, and their hearts drifted to distant homes.

This young man, who took off his heavy armor and whose face did not even retreat from his innocent and childish nature, turned into an eternal picture, imprinted in the hearts of countless people, and can no longer be erased.

Unlike everyone who was intoxicated by the singing, Qi Mo frowned tightly, this song was indeed very good, even without a little soundtrack, it was enough to move everyone who heard it, but Qi Mo felt anxious, there seemed to be something in his mind that was about to move, wanting to break through the solid shackles, but he couldn't do it anyway.

In the dark, Qi Mo had a strange feeling.

He seemed to have heard the song, and he remembered it.

But why? He had never known that Ji Jia could sing before, and he had never heard Ji Jia sing, but he felt that he knew this singing. This song should not be full of sighs, but a kind of ...... What is it?

…… Lingering and reeling. That's how it should be.

Under the silence, Nangong Zhang and the others looked at Ji Jia with surprise on their faces, and finally couldn't help but applaud and applaud loudly.

The applause was thunderous, resounding throughout the camp!

"Good! Ji Jia, you sang so well! Than Jingzhong ...... "Nangong Zhang originally wanted to praise, but suddenly felt that it was inappropriate, and laughed a few times regardless of embarrassment, patted Ji Jia's shoulder, and smiled at Ji Jia, Ji Jia replied with a smile, different from usual, this smile is like a child's satisfaction and innocence when he eats sugar, Nangong Zhang felt his heartbeat like a drum after just looking at it, and immediately shifted his gaze, collided with a general's wine glass next to him, and made a crisp sound, clear wine splashed out, and happiness spread.

Nangong Zhang's applause suddenly woke up Qi Mo who was in thought, Qi Mo came back to his senses, felt that his panic was still a little irrepressible, his eyes hurriedly went to look for Ji Jia, and when he saw Ji Jia sitting beside him well, his head was about to fall asleep little by little, and he was finally relieved.

Qi Mo shook his head, shook off the strange thoughts in his mind, and couldn't help but laugh at himself a little in his heart, could it be that he liked Ji Jia to the point of madness, so he had this feeling of déjà vu for what Ji Jia did? Really...... It's stupid.

Laughing helplessly, Qi Mo held Ji Jia's head, let him lean on himself, took the cloak and gently covered Ji Jia's body. Turn your head and join in the excitement of the soldiers.

The bonfire burned all night, and the party was all night long.

***

In the spring of the 33rd year of Qingyuan, the Hu-Han War ended, and the Daewoo army won a complete victory.

Ji Jia rode on a tall horse, followed the huge team towards the capital, his mind was a little complicated, although he was in the army for more than a year, but Ji Jia and Jingzhong did not break off contact, his task is not to make meritorious contributions, to establish meritorious deeds is only a means, not an end.

For Ji Qian's situation, he is more concerned than anyone else.

The development of the army took away the three princes who admired Ji Qian the most, and the foreshadowing made by Ji Jia before, so that he could not rise at all, so he could only follow the six princes to be a good person, but the six princes, as princes, naturally paid very high attention to the war, and did not have so much time to pay attention to Ji Qian. And the military situation is not allowed to be inquired casually, so he can only hold back. This is the information extracted from Mrs. Ji's letter.

In addition, Mrs. Ji is worried about his life, and she looks at people everywhere, and she has a good family in her heart, so she will definitely invite Ji Qian to ask, this is the kindness of the elders, no matter how unwilling Ji Qian is, he has to speak in a good voice, once he makes the meaning of the refusal clear, Mrs. Ji will also respect him very much, and only go to the lady's house in person to apologize, and only squeeze Ji Qian inside and outside is not a person. In addition, the later concubine was not troublesome, and she had already made Ji Qian's room jump with dogs, and she was often anxious. This is the meaning of Ji Yu's letter.

Ji Wan also sent a letter, saying that her husband knew Ji Qian, and often heard Ji Qian insulting and cursing Ji Jia, and asked him to be on guard against Ji Qian and not be fooled when he came back.

Ji Qian can't rise anymore, Ji Jia knows.