Mountains and rivers come into my dreams (26)

Yang Sheng gently clasped the dragon case with his knuckles,

"Who else."

At the same time, several people rushed to come out.

Yang Sheng smiled mildly.

Originally, this imperial examination was conducted by Guan Wuwang, and most of the people selected in the first few batches must have been Guan Wuforget's favorite poor students, but Guan Wuwu probably didn't expect that now, the weaknesses of these poor students were caught by him, and he gave these poor students the most desired thing, which could firmly grasp these people that Guan Wuwang originally intended to win in the palm of his hand.

No matter how angry and anxious Guan Wushu is, he doesn't dare to act rashly until the battle is over.

And in this way, it is he who is convenient.

Guan Wuwu still has to make an appearance of surrendering to him, and he can't interfere with his behavior of rewarding him in court, even if he wants to interfere, he can only do it in the form of admonitions.

As long as he doesn't adopt Guan Wuwu's advice, what can Guan Wuwu do to him?

Border.

The Xiqing army was fully equipped, and four-fifths of them had to be directly transferred back to Xiqing to defend the imperial city.

Everyone wants to go back to Xiqing, because if they continue to stay at the border, they will undoubtedly be sent to death.

Now that they have too many people to win, and there are four-fifths of them in the number, can they still win the war?

This is obviously a death for nothing.

Several commanders argued, and they all wanted to go back by themselves and leave each other behind.

And the rest of the soldiers can only wait for the result of the negotiation.

"Why do you have to stay? There aren't many people left in your battalion, and staying behind is a few fewer lives, but most of my battalion still has more than half of them. If you stay here and die, the loss will be worse than yours. ”

"What if my battalion is small? I was about to be promoted to adjutant general, if it weren't for the sudden death of the lieutenant on the battlefield, now that I am a deputy general, with a higher position than you, I am naturally qualified to order you and decide who leaves and who stays. ”

"Fart! You haven't even wiped your butt clean after all, those things you did, do you dare to say that when the deputy general was captured by Da Zhou Shengsheng yesterday, you didn't push the deputy general? Didn't you think that the lieutenant general died, hello to the top! ”

"You talk nonsense...... I didn't! ”

The commander, who was said to have pushed the lieutenant general, turned red and embarrassed, and stepped forward to scuffle with another commander.

The other commanders didn't make the slightest movement at all, just quietly watched them fight.

If anyone is killed, then he will not be in charge of the soldiers under his control.

Leave his soldiers in Qingzhou to die, and everyone else will be safe and sound.

The sound of the main tent reached outside, and the soldiers felt nothing but chills.

Who to leave to stay in Qingzhou, this should be a righteous rhetoric and an unshirkable matter, I thought that the main account would be a picture of fighting to stay.

But I didn't expect that it was such a situation where no one was willing to send them to death and wanted to leave the other party in Qingzhou to die.

Now His Majesty has given no other orders, nor has he sent a new general here.

With such a scene in front of me, I am afraid that I will waste time in vain to entangle the issue of who will stay in Qingzhou.

Qingzhou itself is not a rich place, His Majesty in order to fight from Qingzhou to Chang'an, so he has been keeping an eye on Qingzhou, even if his imperial city is smashed by the Great Zhou, he is still unwilling to completely give up Qingzhou.

To tell the truth, life and death in Xiqing Capital are uncertain now, and no one knows who will die first if they go back or stay.

There is not much point in arguing about this matter, and it is really a fallacy to think that he will be safe and sound when he returns to Xiqing.

As long as there is war. It must be blocked by the three armies. Today, the situation in Xiqingjing City is unknown. It is not known how many secret soldiers Da Zhou put in Xiqingjing City, and His Majesty did not retreat all the troops in Qingzhou back to the capital under such an urgent situation, could it be that he wanted to send him to death.

In today's situation, how can you care about whether you can invade Da Zhou. It would be nice to be able to keep yourself.

There was still a quarrel in Xiqing's main tent, and a thousand commanders who were still ignoring them on the side just now, pulled out his sword and stabbed it at the thousand commanders who said that he could be a lieutenant general.

The commander who said that he could be a lieutenant general suddenly bled profusely, and the other commander who was beating pushed away in a panic.

The main tent was finally silent, dead silent.

The murderous commander threw away the sword and said lightly,

"Leave the soldiers in his charge, pick a place to replace him and stay here, and all the rest will return to Xiqing."

Everyone was silent, although killing was a result they had never thought of, but the scene in front of them was already the fastest and best result they could get.

The soldiers carried the dead bodies out of the main tent. Then the other commanders had a man of skill take his place.

The rest of the people began to evacuate Qingzhou overnight.

The night was dark, the palace chief jue burned the fire, there was no one around, it was quiet, she was already planning to leave, Zuo Miaoqing was reluctant to go, she had no way to force it, just follow her, Zuo Miaoqing would be safer, and tomorrow she would take advantage of the dawn to take Zuo Miaoqing away.

Li Su decided to stay in Qingzhou, because Li Su's life volunteer was to save the dead and help the wounded, and on the battlefield, maybe it was the place where Li Su shined.

She is not qualified to take Li Su away.

Gong Changjue's hair had just been washed, and it was inconvenient for her long hair to hang down, so she pulled it up with a wooden hairpin, and in the border pass, even if someone saw that she was a woman, it would be fine, after all, she was leaving tomorrow.

The palace chief jue used a wooden stick to stir up the fire, and Chu Ranxuan walked next to her and sat down.

"I have already sent a book to inform the nightingale that she will arrive in Yinzhou tomorrow, and you will meet her on the road soon after you leave Qingzhou."

Gong Changjue hummed shallowly.

Naturally leaning on his shoulder, he closed his eyes,

"Shizi, you have to come back quickly."

"The matter in Qingzhou is over, but the turmoil in Chang'an has not subsided, and perhaps, the turmoil in Chang'an has just risen."

The light of the fire danced across her face, and her brow was quiet and peaceful.

She was by her side, and his tiredness for many days was relaxed at this moment.

Chu Ran said,

"Don't worry, Zuo Jin and Guan Wushu will watch it."

Chu Ranxin touched her hair,

"Sleep for a while, you have to conserve your strength for the rest of the day."

Gong Changjue snorted.

After a while, she fell asleep leaning on him.

The dark blue night sky that was full of stars hung low, and the night shrouded the heavens and the earth, surrounding this moment of tranquility, Chu Ranxin looked down at the palace chief, a little sweat broke out on her thin white forehead, and Chu Ranxin took out a handkerchief to dry it for her.

Her brow furrowed slightly, as if she was dreaming of something very uncomfortable.

Gong Changjue saw it again, the lampstand painted with hibiscus, and the man who seemed to be very close to her.

The man's voice was soft,

"I'm back."

"I see it, your heart is burning well."

His eyes moved to the candlestick beside the couch, and the candle flame on the candlestick burned steadily.

"His heart's work is indeed the best thing to light your lamp. I haven't been here for so many days, and your heart is still burning so strongly. ”

Not long after he finished speaking, Gong Changjue heard a thin woman's voice sound,

"Husband."

The man was a little surprised, but still smiled,

"How did you find it?"

The woman stood in the doorway and said,

"I'd like to see the recipe too."

"Over the years, I have been flying and stirring, and I have also hurt Changjue, I just hope Changjue doesn't hate me."

"Later, I went to look for a long recipe and wanted to apologize to her, but I was turned away."

"When the Gong family was in prison, I went to see her, but she thought I was here to get down to the bottom and ignored me."

The woman's voice was soft, with some resentment and grievances, and even more regret after reminiscing about the years.

Man's Road,

"Wan'er, before the execution of the Gong family, you can talk to Weng Yu like that, let Weng Yu stay in Changjue and not kill, and delay the time, it is already the best apology for Changjue, don't blame yourself too much."

The woman slowly walked into the house,

"In the past, I was pampered, so the relationship with the urn Yu was acceptable, and I said to the urn that it was better to keep the long trick dead than to let the long trick live and torture her. I said this in this way, trying to save Changjue's life, but I didn't expect that the torture that Urn Yu thought was to make Changjue suffer a lot of insults, and for this reason, it also affected Changjue's sister, and now that I think about it, I still can't let go of it in my heart. ”

The man said lightly,

"That's an urn metaphor for evil intentions, full of male thieves and female prostitutes, I can't blame you."

The woman suddenly knelt down in front of the bed, bursting into tears.

"Changjue, I hope you can spend the next life in peace and stability, in this life, you have had too hard."

The woman's warm hand held the cold hand of the palace chief, and the heat came from the woman's palm,

"Long Recipe ......"

Gong Changjue woke up suddenly.

The bonfire was still as strong as before she went to sleep, and when Chu Ranxuan saw her wake up, she asked softly,

"What's wrong?"

Gong Changjue straightened up, a little dazed,

"How long did I sleep?"

Chu Ran said,

"A quarter of an hour at most."

He raised his hand and touched her hair,

"But you have a nightmare?"

The warm touch spread, and she felt grounded in front of her.

The palace chief looked at the fire,

"I don't know if it's a nightmare."

"I always dream of a man."

Chu Ran's eyes changed slightly.

The palace chief said,

"It's not my father, it's not my uncle, it's not like you."

"But this person just inexplicably gives me a very close feeling, as if I have known him for a long time."

Chu Ranxuan said softly,

"It's just a dream, don't think about it."

Gong Changjue shook his head,

"Nope."

"It seems like more than just a dream."

"In that dream, I seemed to be dead, and I was still alive."

Chu Ranxin's hand on top of her head froze for a moment.

The palace chief said,

"Sometimes, I can even feel a person lying next to me, just like me, life and death unknown."

"That person wasn't there at first, but then he appeared next to me for some reason, and appeared in a situation where life and death were uncertain."

Chu Ranxuan endured his shock and panic, and said softly,

"It's just a dream, don't worry about it so much, maybe after a little time, this dream won't appear anymore."