Aoyama

Six years of frightening dreams, drunk and late, on the third day of the twelfth lunar month, the sky was reddish, and in the yard, a rooster crowed at dawn.

Inside the bed curtain, there was a faint smell of Fenjiu, and a delicate beauty's lotus root hand was hanging on the man's half-open chest.

The woman serving the bed had a sweet smile, while Qi Lin was still hungover and turned sideways.

Ruanxiang, with a happy face, was dreaming a sweet dream, when the door of the room was suddenly kicked open with a "bang".Before Qi Lin could open his eyes, a gust of cold wind poured into the warm blanket, making him shiver all over.

The person who came was Jin Yu, the former chief general of the Annan Army.

"Brother Jin, don't worry, it's still early, it's still early." Qi Lin fastened his clothes calmly, "Qing...Master Han, he will arrive at night, so everything that needs to be prepared is ready."

Jin Yu tightened his hand holding the sword, and his knuckles turned white: "Qi Lin, no matter how drunk and dreamy you have been all these years, show me some seriousness today, and take it as the Yuetian Camp." Qi Lin rubbed his eyes and slapped a yawn.

In the first noon, the ceremony cards, seats, food and drink, dance and music were all prepared one by one. In the afternoon, more than a dozen old members of the Yuetian Camp arrived, drinking tea and chatting.

Qi Lin watched from the side, and complained: "Why did you wake me up so early in the morning..." All the generals laughed, it was full of love from life to death.

It gets dark early in winter, and at dusk, the two round red lanterns in front of the hall gradually light up.Qi San came to report that Mr. Han's frame had left the film department.Jin Yu patted Qi Lin: "Go, welcome at the gate of the house."

The sky is full of snow and cold.Jin Yu turned around and straightened Qi Lin's military robe, still uneasy: "I'll ask you again, who did you see?"

Qi Lin also turned his head, looked at the generals behind him, and replied with a smile: "Qi is not a three-year-old child, brother Jin passed it."

Jin Yu frowned, and Qi Lin hurriedly answered: "Han Shui, the headquarter of the Ministry of Film, is a first-rank official, a celebrity in front of the imperial court, and the only powerful minister in the whole court who is willing to honor his face and visit the Qi Mansion..."

The sound of the wheels getting closer and closer, Qi Lin's palms became tighter and tighter.Jin Yu sighed: "It's hard for you."

Four white horses pulled Chunmu Xiangxuan and stopped in front of the gate of the mansion.Han Shui got out of the car, wearing a jet-black embroidered shadow suit, with a graceful demeanor.Behind him are Dongqing, Tian Xu and other five or six flag shadows, all of whom are sophisticated and shrewd.

Qi Lin was stunned and forgot to salute.

Jin Yu stomped on him secretly, stepped forward to meet him and said, "Your Excellency came here on the snow, it's been hard work." Han Shui smiled and said, "Qi Mansion's wine is fragrant, you are not afraid of hard work."

Just as he was entering the door, Qi Lin gritted his teeth, turned around and chased after him, and grabbed Master Han Shui's hand under the sleeve.

Han Shui frowned and wanted to break away, but Qi Lin jokingly smiled and held his hand even tighter: "Your Excellency is always afraid of the cold, why are your hands wet with sweat before you drink today?" Jin Yu stepped on Qi Lin again. foot.

After talking and laughing, when they entered the table, silk and satin flowed in, and each table was surrounded by waiters of yin and yang, and eight buckets of wine.Jin Yu said with a smile: "Today, I would like to invite the luthier of the Lost Sound Workshop and the dancer of the Huangyue Workshop, Master Han."

Naturally, there was a lot of drinking, chatting about love and romance, one table and one story, plus Tian Laoqi had been in Lin'an for a long time, so he already knew some friends, and the scene was once lively and cheerful.

After the three rounds, Qi Lin turned sideways and said to Jin Yu: "Lord Han is in a good mood today, I want to toast him a few more glasses, brother Jin thinks it's okay." Jin Yu knew that something was wrong.

According to the ink rules of Yunmeng Dynasty Banquet, the following respects, three one exchange.Although Qi Lin has the name of Chi Xiao, he actually has no power, at most he is at the same level as the Minister of the Ministry of War, and he is regarded as the third rank.

This means that according to official rules, if Qi Lin wants to offer a cup to Mr. Han, he must drink nine cups first.

But Qi Lin picked up the wine glass, walked to Han Shui's table, shook his robe and sat down, said with a smile: "My lord, there is a habit of talking about friendship in the military. You have to tell stories. There are a few stories, drink a few glasses of wine .”

At that moment, the snow flocculated stopped, and the candlelight cast quietly.

Han Shui was silent, his eyes moist.

"Forgive me, General. Mr. Han can't drink Fenjiu." Tian Xu said with a grin, "You can listen to the story if you want, but I will serve you for this wine."

"Can't drink alcohol?" Qi Lin put the cup in front of Han Shui, "Nanchidao, Baimi Fenjiu, add three spoons of Qingxiang dew, heat it seven minutes, if Qi remembers correctly, adults like this."

Han Shui didn't answer, and rubbed his fingertips lightly on the table.Dongqing: "Even so, the general should have a few brothers first."

The beauty pours the wine, the wine is like a spring, drifting into the bottle of swallows and fish, and the house is full of fragrance.Qi Lin was not timid, he agreed, and he really greeted him with a cup.

Guqin music, folk music "Red Candle Girl", Water Sleeve Girl, and empty dance silk.After fighting the row of bartenders, Qi Lin swayed to Han Shui, without changing his face or trembling: "Master Han, Qi has the courage to offer you three more glasses."

Han Shui put down the thin chopsticks politely, and sighed: "Since the general has such sincerity, why didn't he go up to the court to talk about politics?" The calm tone made Qi Lin wake up suddenly.

Speaking of the crucial point, Jin Yu retreated from the dance and music, and wanted to propose the rebuilding of Yuetian Camp.But seeing that Han Shui didn't say anything, he picked up the wine cup in front of the table and drank it down in one gulp.

"My lord, this is against the rules..." Tian Xu frowned, and rushed to dissuade him.Holly stopped him.Tian Xu scolded: "Why are you dragging me?" Dongqing: "Pour wine for your lord."

Although Fenjiu is sweet, it is extremely fishy and spicy when poured.Han Shui drank six cups in one go, his face flushed from choking.Qi Lin smiled, didn't think it was a big deal, and said word by word: "How does it taste?"

Han Shui took out his Supa, wiped the corners of his lips, then tidied up his clothes slowly, avoiding answering.In the hall, bright candles flickered, Jin Yu glanced at Qi Lin, bowed and folded his sleeves, and pleaded guilty to the film department.

Drunkness soon came to the fore, Han Shui looked at the generals, a little dizzy.He never talked much, but suddenly his eyes were wet.

"At that time, I was young and ignorant, greedy for vanity, I am sorry for General Qi, I am sorry for the tens of thousands of people in Yinzhou, I deserve to die, I deserve to die by thousands of swords."

"The reason why I have survived to this day is only because of the kindness of the new emperor in Yunzhou. I hope that what I do for the rest of my life can make up for the sins of the past."

"Right now, the Fang party is gone, and the imperial court is revived. If all the generals still abandon their careers because of old grievances and abandon me, Yunmengheshan, then Han will apologise with his death tonight."

These words have been held back for six years, but when he confides, he is drunk and blurred, unable to articulate.

Then, Han Shui's eyes went dark, and he felt dizzy, unable to support himself anymore, and passed out.

Dreaming back to the first night of Shuitai, the moonlight is beautiful, and those starry eyes are dark and soft, capturing the soul and arousing love.Even though he went in and out every time like a knife, he couldn't bear to tell each other, and could only greet him with a charming smile, in exchange for the word "monster"...

Lying on the couch, Han Shui bit his white lips, thumped for a while, suddenly felt the fire-like temperature in his palm, and woke up.

Half of the moonlight outlined a handsome face, and the man was sitting by the bed, holding his hand tightly, the palm burning like fire.

The bead curtains and jade walls in the house are as old as before. It is a good Lanxiangyuan.Han Shui's heart sank, and the dream of the world disappeared.He woke up, pulled his hand back, and got real.

The maid entered the room, brought two cups of hot tea, and asked softly: "Wake up tea, do you like sweet or salty tea?" Han Shui didn't answer.

Qi Lin sighed, and handed over the cup of winter honey: "The aftertaste of military wine is strong, you like sweets, don't be brave."

Han Shui held the teacup and blew on the hot tea, with an indifferent look on his face: "The spring court meeting will be held, and the military system will be discussed. Your Majesty wants to rebuild the Yuetian Camp..."

But Qi Lin didn't want to listen anymore, he gently picked up a few strands of hair from the man's forehead, put it behind his ear, and called out: "Qingyan."

Han Shui shuddered, hid in the inner curtain, and continued what he said just now: "As long as you go to the court, you can plead guilty to the emperor..." Qi Lin interrupted him again: "How did you come here all these years?"

The affection between the words is open and frank, without the slightest hesitation or affectation.

Han Shui's heart was sour, he was silent for a long time, and finally asked softly: "Does the general still blame Qingyan?" The teacup in his hand fell off, the servant girl was startled, and hurriedly ordered to fetch a new bedding, but when she turned her head, she saw Qi Lin leaning over Kissed down: "Master, you..."

The wooden bed was disturbed, the more Han Shui struggled, the crazier Qi Lin became, the crazier he tore the clothes on his body one by one, occupying the fragrance of his lips and tongue, just like back then, every night he was a bastard to warm the spring night.

With half a cup of tea and a messy bed, Han Shui had lost all his strength and was lying on the half-wet bedding, his face was flushed and he was gasping for breath.

With tears in his eyes, Qi Lin slowly swept away the rags on his body, and the bloody unicorn branded on his fair skin came into view impressively.

Han Shui didn't dare to look back, and clutched the corner of the quilt tightly, but suddenly felt a few scorching heat behind his back, and it was hard to tell whether it was tears or love.Immediately, waking up from the drunkenness and panicking, Han Shui struggled out of bed with all his strength.

"General Qi respects himself."

The sky is bright, Dongqing and Tian Xu are waiting in front of the mansion, seeing Han Shui coming out with disheveled clothes, his face is ashen...

Dongqing asked a few words in a hoarse voice, but Han Shui didn't answer. He just lifted his clothes, got on the horse, and left behind.

In the spring, the court will be held.Hundreds of officials stepped into the palace with broken stars, divided into two rows and six rows, in order.Before the holy chariot arrived, Li Ang, Minister of the Ministry of War, stood still in the hall and yawned, but he heard a sentence from behind: "My lord, let me take your place."

Li Shangshu said: "It's not a year or two since I've been standing here..." Hearing the discussion in the hall, Li Shangshu looked back and his jaw dropped: "Qi, General Qi." Down.

Qi Lin clasped his hands together, and said with a smile: "My lord, what are you doing? Qi is not a ghost, and he is still alive." In the first row, Xiao Yu, Chu Rong, and Han Shui also glanced back, and walked in silence.

Afterwards, it was facing.Talking about the reconstruction of Yuetian Camp, Yun Bing's eyes lit up: "General Qi is here today?" The humorous tone made everyone laugh, but Xiao Yu's face was gloomy, and he opened his mouth and said: "Military governance is not child's play. When it comes to using troops to fight wars General Xiao Da is the best choice to open up the frontier and expand the land. Please learn from His Majesty."

In full view of everyone, Qi Lin stood up with a happy face: "Your Majesty, don't worry, listen to what I have to say." Yun Bing was very interested.Qi Lin took a step forward and said loudly: "At present, Yuetian Camp should not be rebuilt."

The courtiers were in an uproar, the emperor stood up and walked away, leaving the people below looking at each other in blank dismay, at a loss.Han Shui gritted his teeth, looked back at Qi Lin, and greeted him in every possible way.

He didn't realize until now that Qi Lin had survived the disaster in Yinzhou and had lived through the wind and snow for six years. He was no longer the upright and upright general he used to be.

After a long while, the officials had dried up, the eunuch Jin Nian hurried over from the back screen, and Xuan Qilin went into the inner hall to answer.Qi Lin shook his robe with a "wow": "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The rest naturally retreated without incident, but the lights in the inner hall were kept on for three days and nights.Qi Lindao, the drawback of Yunmeng's military system lies in the lack of morale in the army.

For several years, there have been constant party disputes, the princes and the military government have their own affairs, if there is no rectification, and a new army is forcibly trained, it will be just a mob army, not an army of a country.

In the fog, he didn't understand half a sentence, but Yun Bing finally wanted to understand one thing - this person is not only domineering, but also worthy of use and reuse.

"I don't seek merit, I wish to help the general to shine with the sun and the moon."

Qi Lin paused, and teased, "Coincidentally, Fang Tuo also said that." Jin Nian was beside him, really sweating, but he didn't know how many sweats it was today.Yun Bing frowned slightly: "Dare to ask the general's ambition?"

Qi Lin's eyes were clear, without any smoke, and he responded calmly: "Yunmeng has been in troubled times for a long time, and I am not talented. I am willing to lead the army to expand the territory and dominate the world."

Yun Bing asked: "For the country, for the name of a hero, or for me?"

If Mao Shi had come earlier, the palace servants would have been more lazy, or the toad bell would have rang less once or twice, so that General Qi could swallow those words, then those things would not have happened later.

But Qi Lin turned his starry eyes and said: "If your majesty lives up to the country, I will be your majesty; if your majesty has failed the country, I will be your majesty."

The author has something to say:

The third volume mainly talks about Yunmeng's main military activities in Tianchang's early years, that is, Qi Lin's revival of Yuetian Camp.

It is also a process in which the two support each other, understand each other, and conquer each other.