After this farce, the night has ended.

The wine in his hand is warm, slightly spicy in the mouth, slightly burning in the abdomen, everything is just right.

Huan Wen listened to Xi Chao's words, and was excited. His drunken gaze was aimed at his sword, so he drew his sword and chanted softly.

"Drunk and looking at the sword ......"

Xi Chao's words to analyze the situation were abruptly interrupted, and the action of pointing at the country in his hand paused in mid-air, and he couldn't help but be stunned at this time, just waiting for Huan Wen's next words.

But after waiting for a long time, Huan Wen still maintained the appearance of "looking at the sword with a lamp in a drunken manner", and never said anything else in his mouth.

Xi Chao looked entangled and shook his head helplessly: "General, why didn't you come out with such a sentence coldly?" ”

"Forget."

"Huh?"

"Xie Xiaoman wrote, I only remember this sentence." Huan Wen replied calmly.

"Oh." Xi Chao blinked, itching.

He is good at poetry, this simple sentence, but it has brought out an extraordinary artistic conception. Of course, Xi Chao wanted to know what it would be like in the back.

It's just that now, Xie Xiaoman doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and whether he can see him again in the future is unknown, and it is almost impossible to ask him face-to-face......

What a shame!

Xi Chao thought like this and sighed in his heart.

"The original manuscript is in my house." Huan Wen said coldly.

"What?" Xi Chao was stunned for a moment.

Huan Wen was slightly drunk and put down the sword in his hand. He burped a little indecently: "Before sending out the army, Xie Xiaoman left a bunch of poems and manuscripts in my house. It's all in my house now. ”

A feeling of loss and recovery began to haunt Xi Chao's heart, making the excited face of this literati in his bones turn red.

She used a bunch of poems. In exchange for half of my dry shares in the Moon Building. Huan Wen raised his eyebrows, drunken eyes, "You say, is this kind of thing insulting?" ”

Xi Chao's heart jumped twice, and he eagerly took two steps forward: "The general agreed?" ”

"Yes, Lanyuelou was originally a place to earn food and grass, and those obscene songs she wrote. It's really suitable for singing in the building. Huan Wen said casually.

"Obscene lyrics...... Obscene lyrics and songs...... "Xi Chao began to mess in the wind.

"Don't believe it!" Huan Wen said with a big grin, "What's the 'red crisp hands, yellow vine wine, and the willows on the spring palace walls of the city." The key is that some 'lazy to draw Emei. Makeup and grooming late', you say, what is that not an obscene song? ”

"It's late to make up and groom ......" Xi Chao was shocked by this laziness that he had never heard of, and was stunned.

Huan Wen took out the flask from the stove. I poured myself a drink. sighed: "Xie Xiaoman is indeed a smart person, but sometimes he is very stupid, and it is that kind of incorrigible stupidity. ”

But in the final analysis, Xie Xiaoman's behavior is not unreasonable. If you don't even know if you're alive tomorrow, you really have to do something for now. ”

"Sometimes, I guess what it's like to live in the shadow of death, but I can see it. There is only darkness and despair, wanting to break through that shackle. It's just too hard. ”

"That shadow is much heavier than the word hate. When I was a child, when I learned the news of my father's death in battle, the word hatred was always pressed on my body. ”

"But I'm not in a hurry. I hated it, it was painful, but I knew that I could wait, I didn't need to rush. Because I was too young at that time, I would sweat profusely and my feet flutter after a few swings of the sword in my hand. I need to wait. Wait for yourself to grow up. Wait for the enemy to grow old. ”

"So I waited a long time and hated it for a long time...... Of course, you know all these things very well. There's really not much more to say. ”

Huan Wen smiled, his smile a little pale.

Of course, Xi Chao knows the end of the story. Huan Wen waited too long, so much so that he waited for the death of the enemy, and that year, Huan Wen was sixteen years old.

But Huan Wen did not stop there, the sixteen-year-old boy carried a long sword, visited in the name of condolences, and killed the three sons of the enemy family on the mourning hall.

A real cut off from grandchildren.

Xi Chao has heard this story countless times, but he has never understood the details.

How did a sixteen-year-old boy fight against three? And how did you escape after the killing?

Huan Wen didn't say this, and no one dared to ask.

But Xi Chao understands one thing. It was the events of the year that created today's Huan Wen.

He is a man who grew up in hatred. is a man who has come to this position step by step after revenge.

The bloodshed and killing, conspiracy and exchange behind this, Xi Chao knew some of it and participated in some of it, but after all, some of them were buried deep in Huan Wen's heart and did not tell anyone.

In Huan Wen's world, there is no bitterness and hatred, no complaints, and no resignation. He just keeps moving forward, for an obsession in his heart, forever moving forward.

Such a Huan Wen, such a persistent and stupid Huan Wen, is even embarrassed to say that others are stupid?

Xi Chao couldn't help but laugh after a year.

Huan Wen knew what Xi Chao was laughing at, and he knew that he was speechless, so he couldn't help but rub his neck, and he was also bigger.

The night was thinning, and the crescent moon, which was not bright, had long since lost its brightness and became a simple ornament in the canopy.

Laughter leaked out of the tent and into the ears of the guards on duty outside.

The guards couldn't help but admire.

Being able to talk and laugh freely after an assassination is worthy of our general.

Yes, Huan Wen is not just a general. Moreover, our great generals.

"How is Xue Zicheng?"

"The doctor saw it and said that there was no serious injury, just a simple excessive blood loss, and it would be fine to sleep for a few days."

Huan Wen nodded.

Xi Chao sighed slightly: "Xie Xiaoman is actually a very kind-hearted person, and after winning Xue Zicheng, he even carried him back to the barracks. Otherwise, Xue Zicheng would have been buried in the wolf's belly by now. ”

Huan Wen did not speak.

"I just don't know who will come back after the battle between Zhao Haisheng and Xie Xiaoman." Xi Chaodao.

"That Zhao Haisheng ......" Huan Wen groaned slightly, "Calculate the losses of our military camp today, and hand over a note to Murong Ke." ”

Xi Chao couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this: "After all, the other party also came to the rescue with good intentions." It's an alliance between us, so it's not a big deal, right? ”

"No!" Huan Wen sneered, "If we hadn't watched, that Zhao Haisheng would obviously want to burn down our barracks!" I, Huan Wen, was the first to suspect that he was Zhao Jun's meticulous work!"

Xi Chao laughed twice awkwardly.

"Don't be playing with that yang and yin," Huan Wen glanced at him, "Murong Ke is a smart person, and he won't break with us because of such a little thing." Moreover, I don't like Zhao Haisheng's temperament very much. If you don't restrain yourself, the future cooperation may also be wrong!"

"Yes! Subordinates get it!" Xi Chao should come down, and was about to grind the ink, but his hand froze in mid-air.

It wasn't that he encountered any unexpected incidents, nor did he see any abrupt people, but Xi Chao suddenly realized the subtext in Fang Cai's words, and for a while, his face turned pale.

Huan Wen naturally realized it, so the fingertips holding the wine cup turned slightly white and closed his eyes.

"General...... The Xie family ...... "After all, it is something to be solved, and it will not be useful to hide it."

Their previous conversations seemed simple and casual, but they all contained a subtext.

If Zhao Haisheng needs to be restrained and taught a lesson, it means that they have subconsciously believed that Zhao Haisheng will definitely come back. Even, come back intact.

If Zhao Haisheng came back, it would illustrate another problem......

Xie Xiaoman can't come back.

If she doesn't come back, she needs an explanation.

An explanation of Chenjun Xie.

Even the entire Western Expedition Army needs to accept the wrath of the Xie family.

Huan Wen and Xi Chaonaturally didn't want to see such a thing happen, but they also didn't want to see Xie Xiaoman stand in front of thousands of troops alone.

They all have their own attachments, and each sticks to what they think is right.

These things, these ideas, may seem ridiculous, even pathetic. But it's something they are working for in this life, something they can exchange their lives for.

So Huan Wen knew that he couldn't convince Xie Xiaoman. It's like Xie Xiaoman can't persuade his military order to quit.

But Huan Wen didn't like to see Xie Xiaoman's death.

Although a long time ago, he knew that Xie Xiaoman had a sharp sword hanging above his head, and he had already been mentally prepared. But that's different after all.

He didn't want the man who wrote "Drunk and looked at the sword" to die. I don't want the person who was "honest" when I first saw him to be a corpse. I don't want the guy I once wanted to marry as a concubine to disappear. I don't want the woman who waved her hand and didn't forget to save the fire in the camp at the moment of life and death will never be able to appear in front of her again.

But what do these hopes do?

One is a half-blooded embarrassment, and the other is a well-prepared talisman, who wins and who loses, what extra suspense can there be? What is the difference between these hopes of mine and the thoughts of thinking that the news of his father's death was just a dream?

Huan Wen, Huan Wen, after so many years, in fact, you are just that powerless teenager.

As he thought so, he suddenly felt his throat tighten a little.

So he smiled self-deprecatingly.

"There is no need to talk about the Xie family," Huan Wen commanded, "Anyway, it's a headache, let's talk about it after returning to the army." Maybe we will die directly on the battlefield, and when the time comes, we don't need to think about this kind of headache anymore. ”

Huan Wen said, smiling casually.

"I'm really sorry," Xie Xiaoman walked in at this time and waved his hand at the two, "Your wish to die on the battlefield may not come true." (To be continued......)