Golden Stage

Kill them all.

This is the deepest impression left on the world by the big case that involved the vassal king, the guard, and the civil servants, which shocked the government and the public.

Han Yuan was killed at the same time, King An withdrew his domain, Jin Yunfeng committed suicide, and all the members of the Jin family, including men, women, old and young, were not spared.

Few people know that there are two people who could have escaped to death, but in the end they failed to escape Feilongwei's net.

No one knew that those two people who were destined to die lived incognito in a small border town, and that after seven years, they could meet their saviors again.

The shock that this unexpected discovery brought to Fu Shen was comparable to that of the imperial decree a month ago.

Over the years, he has changed a lot. He has been tempered by the world and played tricks by fate.The military career of driving ducks to the shelves made him quickly abandon the most useless childishness, willfulness, and unnecessary sensitivity.

With a calm mind and a restrained edge, he understood what it means to be "involuntary", and also learned to respect "everyone has his own ambitions".He even rebuilt his friendship with Yan Xiaohan, and wrote off the past, never mentioning it again.

Back then, Fu Shen threw off the jade pendant angrily, and broke up with him loudly and loudly.But later, when his anger dissipated and he thought about it, he realized that he should actually be content, because Yan Xiaohan saved him enough face that day.He will arrange for Fei Longwei to attack after he leaves, at least half of it is to hide it from him and not make him sad.

Regardless of justice or integrity, he treated Fu Shen with utmost benevolence and righteousness.

It's a pity that Fu Shen was angry at that time, and no matter what Yan Xiaohan did, in his eyes, he was "deliberate and deliberate".The two have been strangers since then, until the winter of the 18th year of Yuantai, when foreign envoys came to court, and a polo meeting was held in the palace. Gentile polo master.

Halfway through the game, the polo was knocked out of the field, and the little eunuch who was in charge of picking it up moved a little slower.People who often play polo are very strong, and if you hit the stick, you will be half disabled if you don't die.Fu Shen was the closest, rushed over to pick up the little eunuch with one stroke, and threw him onto his horse.

Polo has always been rough, and injuries from collisions are common.The foreigner wanted to be provocative, but he didn't stop, and swung his next shot straight at Fu Shen's face.

But before the club was handed over to Fu Shen, something swirled over from the corner of his eye, and slammed on the temple of the foreign player with such force that it literally knocked an eight-foot man alive. Immediately smashed into the ground.

Fu Shen looked back in astonishment, and saw Yan Xiaohan sitting upright on the horse, flicking his wrist as if nothing had happened, and said flatly, "Sorry, my hand slipped."

That blow must have used a lot of strength, and even pretended to miss, the burden on the wrist was not insignificant.Fu Shen observed carefully, and in the second half, Yan Xiaohan really switched to holding the pole with his left hand, and the right hand holding the rein seemed not to dare to use too much force.

He was in a complicated mood, and it was inevitable to think of the old things, and he comforted himself that since he had made a clean break, he would be grateful for his kindness and owe nothing to each other.

After the polo match, he stopped Yan Xiaohan outside the field and gave him a bottle of good wound medicine as a thank you.Yan Xiaohan didn't let him go just like that, and while strenuously bandaging his swollen right hand, he asked, "The barbarians are targeting us everywhere, and they will attack us whenever they can. If you go to save that little eunuch, won't you put yourself in danger?" In a dangerous place?"

He actually has the face to mention the word "save"?

Fu Shen didn't have a good face towards him, and asked stiffly: "Otherwise? Just watch others beat him to death?"

"That's just an eunuch." Yan Xiaohan felt uncomfortable with one hand, so he simply gave up, resting his right hand on his knee, and asked calmly, "Is it worth your help?"

Fu Shen understood what he meant, so he became even more angry. He casually pulled off the bandage at the side, sprinkled the medicine and wrapped it up in one go, wrapped his right hand into a rice dumpling, threw a cold word, turned and left.

"So what about the eunuchs? The worst people to save are those wolf-hearted people who will avenge their kindness and revenge by any means. They deserve to die."

The two became strangers again.

In the second year, Northern Xinjiang experienced great changes. Fu Shen experienced the pain of bereavement one after another. Before he could get rid of his filial piety, he was pushed to the battlefield by the court princes.

In the early winter of Yuantai 20, before Fu Shen left Beijing, Yan Xiaohan took the initiative to send him a post, asking him to sit in a garden somewhere.It was snowing heavily in the capital that day, and there were few pedestrians.Fu Shen stepped across the dry grass and snow, walked across the small bridge by the lake, and came to the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Glass windows on three sides and a curtain on one side keep out the wind, and the room is warm and fragrant.There was a sprig of white plum in the bottle, some side dishes on the table, and tea was gurgling on the clay stove.Yan Xiaohan stood in front of the window watching the snow, and when he heard him enter the door, he turned around and smiled.

Fu Shen was dressed in a white filial piety, with an indifferent expression on his face. He had grown taller, but he was much slimmer than before. He seemed to be born out of his youthful innocence, showing a handsome and distinct outline in the future.

"What did you call me for?"

He still has a bad face, but his eyes are no longer full of distrust.Of course, it may also be that there are too many national and family vendettas on him, and Fu Shen no longer has the energy to worry about the trivial things in the past.

Yan Xiaohan said: "Tomorrow when the army sets off, you and I will get to know each other for a while, and see you farewell, would you like to reward me?"

Fu Shen unceremoniously lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat down at the table: "It's already here. Don't force you to stand, just sit down."

Yan Xiaohan poured tea for him, raised his glass and said, "The road ahead is difficult, I hope the general will take care of it. I hope that in the coming year... I can drink with the general here and enjoy the snow."

The road ahead is not only difficult, wolves, tigers and leopards are almost certain to die.

But he didn't persuade him, he couldn't persuade him, and he wasn't qualified.The loyal army soul of the three generations of the Fu family, death on the battlefield is not a kind of destination.

Fu Shen held the cup in one hand, touched him lightly, and snorted softly, "Don't be too affectionate, who wants to watch the snow with you next year? Why don't you make a wish, if I unfortunately die in battle, the last thing before I die is The thing is to forgive you."

The wind whimpered on the lake, the snowflakes fluttered one after another, and the sky was like a huge void that couldn't be filled.

It's called seeing off, but it's actually the same as farewell.

"I wish the general a victory and a triumphant return." He didn't shake his hands, smiled as usual, and said softly and steadily: "I hope you hate me forever."

Facing all kinds of difficulties and dangers, Fu Shen finally managed to go against the current and find a way out.The wish in the pavilion in the center of the lake came true, and when he returned to the court, Yan Xiaohan had already been promoted to the imperial inspector of the Flying Dragon Guard, and he was even more worthless than before.The two worked together in the DPRK, and they pinched each other when they met, and finally became a pair of sworn enemies that everyone knows.

The past and the old things are put aside gently.

But Fu Shen asked himself, did he really put it down frankly?

He didn't care about the cause and effect, the wound was scarred, and he recovered as before, but was it so easy to forget the feeling of being stabbed through by a knife?

Once bitten, twice shy.Fu Shen has to reserve a second hand in everything he does now, which is the habit left over from back then.He was no longer afraid of being betrayed, but he didn't dare to trust anyone wholeheartedly anymore.

However, under the layers of past events, there is still the final truth hidden.

Caiyue is not dead.

"... Nian'er and I were taken away by Feilongwei and locked in a prison, but we were not tortured, and no interrogation was made. About two days later, someone put drugs into our food and drinking water. Knowing how long I slept, when I woke up, I was already in a carriage in the forest of Baoyan Mountain. There were food and clothing in the carriage, and we settled down in a nearby village with the money and learned how to make wine. The year before last There was a disaster in the village. I heard that you are in northern Xinjiang, where there are frequent business trips and peace and stability, so I brought Nian'er to the north. Unexpectedly, under the blessing of Buddha and Bodhisattva, I actually met my benefactor..."

It is no longer necessary to guess who made the escape of the golden cicada.After Yan Xiaohan took him back, maybe before he had time to report it, Jin Yunfeng committed suicide in prison.Everyone is dead, the conclusion is drawn, Caiyue and the child are irrelevant, it doesn't matter whether they are dead or alive.According to Feilongwei's way of cutting grass and roots, it's probably a glass of poisoned wine.He took this opportunity to replace the poison with the drug, transported the two of them as corpses out of the city, and let them escape.

As for why he suddenly showed kindness, although it sounded like he was being self-indulgent, Fu Shen couldn't find any other reason to explain it.

It is because of him.

Fu Shen really couldn't find the words to comment on this heartless bastard Yan Xiaohan, his heart felt like someone had beaten him, it was as fast as a drum, it was sore and painful, he wished he could fly to Guanshan overnight, return to Beijing and beat him up so that He never dared to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf again.

If Fu Shen hadn't met Caiyue, Yan Xiaohan would probably never have told him the truth of this matter for the rest of his life.He will always put on a face of "mercenary" and "unscrupulous", never explaining, never arguing, and never asking people to understand.His birth is his original sin, some people are born to struggle in the mud.

But now, does he still dare to say frankly that there is nothing higher than "profit" in his heart?

A jug of spirits burned his heart slightly.

"How ruthless this must be, Brother Yan," Fu Shen whispered to himself while grabbing the armrest of the wheelchair, "Do you really have the heart to make me hate you forever?"