Aoyama

Hangover greenhouse, woke up the next day, Lin Yun rubbed his eyes, and there was a naked beauty lying beside him.Looking at it again, the body already has the muscular lines of a man, and she is an outdated beauty.Looking at it again, I was completely startled awake, this beauty is Ze Fei.

Ze Fei snatched the quilt in a daze, talking meanly in her dream: "My lord's nonsense last night, I will definitely tell Mr. Han."

Lin Yun fell off the bed with a livid face: "What are you, what did you do to me?" Ze Fei's eyes had not been opened yet, but there was a smile on her lips: "Your Excellency is such a rascal, return my innocence."

There is no reason for a young man to bully a benefactor, Lin Yun frowned, and pulled him up: "It's just nonsense after drinking, even if you tell Mr. Han, he won't have the slightest opinion." Ze Fei pinched him With that fair and clean face, he said with a smile: "The grass on the wall, falling on both sides, I can see through you."

In the second half of the day, Lin Yun dragged Zefei to Mingluan Mountain.In the corner of the Lin family's cemetery in the mountains, there is a monument standing quietly - the tomb of Lin Huan.

After weeding, lighting incense, and pouring down three cups of beer, Lin Yun sat down in the field, and said indifferently: "My unlucky brother found that piano for you back then." Ze Fei lay lazily on the ground. On the tombstone, there was no sound.

Lin Yun sighed: "The blessings of generations of ancestors have all been planted on those dirty wrists of Yingge. Lin did not intend to fight, so he sent brother Huan back to his hometown to be a magistrate. However, the bloody battle in Wucheng left the green hills empty Bone, in this world, few people remember him."

Zefei said: "The world is difficult, people's hearts are difficult, adults just want to survive, I understand." The feather fan in Lin Yun's hand finally stopped and stopped fanning.

On the astrology platform, there was a cool breeze, and the sapphire porcelain reflected the brilliant galaxy.The empress bent down and picked up the scarlet drawing paper on the ground.Behind him, Jing Li'an sat in front of the ancient silver piano and plucked a piece of "Yaoguang Opera".

Jin Nian was beside him, whispering softly: "Your Majesty, Mr. Han has been waiting for you for a long time." Yun Bing said: "Let him come here to see me."

After a while, Jing Li stopped the song, stood up and saluted, "Master Han." Han Shui didn't answer, and walked straight in front of him.Yun Bing glanced back and said with a smile, "Mr. Jing, don't worry if you continue to play." Han Shui saw Yun Bing, and then saw the red paper in her hand, with a complicated expression on his face.

Yun Bing smiled relievedly: "Han Qing's errands are done well, I am very happy, always thinking, I have to reward you with something." The girl walked slowly.

I didn't dare to look more, I just felt that the brows and expressions were very familiar.When she got close, the girl lowered her eyes and saluted, her two eyelashes seemed to be coated with starlight, she was gentle and lovely.Han Shui respectfully returned the gift.

Yun Bing said: "Princess Xinyang Yunyao, she is twenty-eight years old, she can be considered a beauty." Yunyao covered her sleeves and smiled: "I have seen it before, Mr. Han even gave many gifts to my sister."

Startled, Nye realized that the person in front of him was the girl who was walking with Qi Lin at the Star Lantern Festival.Han Shui said: "If there is any offense, please forgive me, Your Highness the Princess."

Yun Bing smiled and said: "Qing is also in his twenties, and he should have started a family long ago. How about I betroth Xinyang to Qing?" Han Shui immediately knelt down and said in a trembling voice: "I am from a humble background, so I have no home and no job. You are absolutely not worthy of Her Royal Highness the Princess." Yun Bing asked, "Your Majesty is not worthy of the general banner of the film department, so who else is there?"

Han Shui's heart ached, so he fell to the ground and answered: "General Xuanyuan, Qi Lin." Yun Bing smiled lightly: "Okay, if that's the case, when General Qi returns triumphantly, I will be a matchmaker myself, and please take care of Han Qing. "Han Shui made a promise.

After watching this good show, Yun Bing sincerely wanted to reward Han Shui with something. After repeated questioning, Han Shui finally replied absent-mindedly: "I heard that the old Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment is going to retire and return to the field. The current servant, Dongqing, is talented and capable." Ji, quick-witted and prudent, worthy of great responsibility, I would like to recommend him as Minister of the Ministry of Punishment." The corners of Yun Bing's lips lightly raised: "Okay, as you wish."

Yun Bing didn't even mention Mo He's blatant provocation, and tore off the red paper without any hassle.

At present, General Qi gathers troops in the outskirts of the city and works day and night. He has become a man of great brilliance, and even a hair of his hair can shine in people's eyes.He negotiated strategies with Jin Yu, Xiao Da and others around the sand table map, and Pinellia was often on the sidelines to advise and offer advice.

One day, when talking about the expedition, Ban Xia interjected: "Lord Han said that before the emperor sacrifices to heaven, he will first inspect the military camp to make sure everything is safe."

Qi Lin frowned: "It's enough trouble for the emperor to hold this heaven sacrifice ceremony, and he still needs to come to inspect it first?" Xiao Da continued: "In this case, wouldn't it be necessary to receive Mr. Han first?"

On the day when the army set out for the expedition, the emperor decided to personally lead a hundred officials to worship the gods at the south gate, sprinkle wine to cheer, and play songs to send them off.The emperor's face was given by General Qi, but Lord Han's face was completely denied by General Qi.In front of all the generals, Qi Lin said to Ban Xia: "He came to make trouble."

The brothers in the film department were all a little dissatisfied. They always felt that General Qi was putting on airs and was a person who crossed rivers and demolished bridges.Han Shui didn't complain at all.He stopped his nonsense and went to Chen Li's cloth shop to order several sets of winter cotton coats.

On the eve of the expedition, Han Shui changed into the dark pattern cloud silk robe he had cut three years ago, and asked his servants to bring those winter clothes, and went quietly to the military camp in the outskirts of the city.

Under the moonlight, tents are camped for hundreds of miles, like pearl clouds floating in the deep wilderness.The tents of the Chinese army were brightly lit, and the guards in front of the tents saw Han Shui and saluted, "Your Excellency, I will report this to the general later." Han Shui stopped him: "No need."

Lifting the curtain, I caught a glimpse of the tall and straight figure in the tent, pointing to the mountains and rivers, shining like a flame.Han Shui sighed: "Don't disturb, Han is just waiting at the side of the tent." Then he put down the curtain quietly.

The late-autumn wind was already a bit chilly. Standing under the fluttering banner of the Chinese Army, Han Shui gathered the thin cloud silk robe around his body.He stood there, watching the soldiers patrolling outside the tent back and forth, and he had no intention of sitting in the tent.

I don't know how many patrols, finally the footsteps of the generals can be heard in the tent.While talking and joking, the curtain was lifted openly, and the warm yellow light suddenly came out. Qi Lin and his brothers walked together, and saw Han Shui waiting in front of the tent.

Qi Lin said: "Didn't I tell you not to come?" Han Shui said: "It's not for official business, but I just brought some cotton clothes for the generals. This battle will take half a year, at least, and it will be usable in winter." Yu smiled embarrassedly: "Thank you, Mr. Han."

The servants distributed cotton clothes, one for each, Ban Xia blinked and asked, "My lord, do your subordinates also have a share?" Han Shui nodded.Xiao Da pulled one piece in his hand, unfolded it, shook it, and said with a smile: "It's quite thick, Xiao, you're welcome."

All the generals thanked them and left one after another.Seeing Han Shui's embarrassed look, Qi Lin couldn't help laughing. He stepped forward and pulled the person into the inner tent: "Hands are so cold, and you don't wear so much, it must be frozen outside."

Once inside, he kissed him.On the dirt floor, grass candle lamps, and rough wooden beds, there are two shadows of lingering passion in disorder.After the kiss, Han Shui broke free: "Don't mess up these clothes, you are from the Southern Kingdom Wonderland."

Qi Lin smiled and grabbed a corner of his robe, looked carefully, and found that it was as elegant as clouds and as cool as water.

Han Shui calmed down for a while, then opened his mouth and said: "The terrain of Yandang Mountain is complicated. You have not fought for a long time, so you must be careful. I heard that Mohe is full of tricks..." Qi Lin held his hand tightly and said, "Don't worry, read Tianying was brought out by myself, there will be no mistakes."

The expedition is imminent, even with this promise, Han Shui's heart is still fluctuating, and his face is also worried: "If you, if you really can't beat it, don't be brave and leave yourself a way out."

Qi Lin stared at him, "Why don't you go with Yan'er?" Han Shui was stunned, his mind was filled with the romantic words from the past - "If Yan'er goes, the general will be unable to get out of bed."

Qi Lin squeezed the sweaty hand in his palm, and said softly, "Qingyan, please do me one more thing." Han Shui nodded, agreeing to everything.Qi Lin took out a hairpin from his bosom, the whole body was emerald green, crystal clear and flawless.

When Han Shui saw it, he was startled again.Qi Lin smiled knowingly, gently inserted the Guihun hairpin on the bun of the person in his arms, and whispered: "Before you come back, I want you to wear it every day."

At dawn, the horn blew, awakening thousands of tender dreams.Yunmeng's 40-strong army, with hundreds of miles of battalions on the outskirts of the city, ushered in the first ray of morning light, which was heroic and faint.

Hundreds of officials in the court wear stars and moons, and stand at the south gate in the early morning to wait. At Maoshi, the empress painted the spirit pattern of the god of war on her face, wore a dragon robe of rising clouds, led three hundred priests, set up a seven-star altar, burned scriptures to worship the gods, and danced swords on the altar.

The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven lasted for an entire hour. Afterwards, eight hundred musicians set up an array to play triumphant songs, and the Empress held a wine toast to the heroes on the high altar.After some speeches, he was so impassioned and magnificent that all the officials in the audience wept.

The sky is full of armor, the flags are covering the sun, under the grand scene, people's hearts are floating.Xiao Yu secretly called Xiao Da and warned: "No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it belongs to Your Majesty. If you want to live a few more years, don't learn from Qi Lin Zhangyang." Xiao Da remembered.

On the altar, Qi Lin led all the members of the Yuetian Camp to resign and listen to the destiny. Yun Bing gave the tiger talisman and ordered all the ministers to die, and said to Qi Lin with a smile: "The general is out, and the emperor's order is not acceptable. I don't doubt the employment, and you can gallop. "Qi Lin agreed without hesitation.

At that time, the army headed for Yandang Ridge in the south, Yun Bing smiled slightly, looked back at Jing Li and said, "My lord, today's scene is specially dedicated to you."

Jing Li was so frightened that he fell to the ground, trembling all over, not knowing what to say.Yun Bing helped him up, his eyebrows and eyes frowned: "You are joking, young master, don't take it seriously."

The secrets here made all the officials puzzled, but Chu Rong, Xiao Yu and Han Shui's hearts were like mirrors, but they didn't dare to say a word.

The author has something to say:

One of Qi Lin's attributes: He will win every battle, so there is nothing to worry about.