Golden Stage

The angle of Yan Xiaohan's question is really tricky. No matter how Fu Shen answers, he is tantamount to admitting that he is "brother". If he doesn't answer, Yan Xiaohan will take it as a default. Speaking of "punishment", [-]% of them are still outrageous in the end.

However, being interrupted by him like this, the lead-like guilt in Fu Shen's chest seemed to be lighter, and it was no longer a heavy burning pain.Yan Xiaohan was very good at explaining him, probably because Fu Shen could listen to what he said, and gradually planted a considerable sense of security in Fu Shen's heart.Although it is not yet at the level of "dependence", at least Fu Shen is willing to discuss with him when something happens, instead of blindly concealing it and preferring to be alone.

"You deserve to be punished," Fu Shen rubbed his backhand on the side of his face, "Then punish you like a horse and carry me back to town, okay?"

Yan Xiaohan agreed straight away: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he said with unsatisfactory intentions: "This opportunity is not lost, don't you want to punish me?"

Fu Shen hooked his chin with a single finger, and said mockingly: "Madam, what you think is not punishment, but a weasel giving a chicken New Year's greetings."

"The adulterer sees the adulterer," Yan Xiaohan said sternly and righteously: "The front line is important, I don't want to do anything to you——I'm not a beast."

Inexplicably, General Fu became a "beast": "..."

Yan Xiaohan held Fu Shen's shoulders, and brought him in front of him. Fu Shen originally leaned on Yan Xiaohan's body, but this time he simply lay down on his lap.Yan Xiaohan bent down and kissed him between the eyebrows: "Don't worry, it won't take long, there will always be a chance to satisfy you."

Fu Shen was already too lazy to prove his innocence. Hearing this, he said lazily, "I advise you not to talk too much. After taking Chang'an, why don't you go back to court? Or are you planning to find another way out, come to Beiyan Iron Cavalry?" As a supervisor?"

Yan Xiaohan asked back in a low voice: "Sit on Lord Hou's lap as an army supervisor?"

Fu Shen imagined that scene, couldn't stop laughing, and almost rolled off Yan Xiaohan's lap.Yan Xiaohan hastily stretched out his hand to stop him, saying, "I don't intend to go back."

Fu Shen raised his head and asked, "Why?"

Yan Xiaohan said: "Jiangnan is too cold, I'm not used to it."

Fu Shen scoffed, "Nonsense, it's already May now."

"Master Hou, do you know what is a cold quilt and a lonely pillow, with a dream of a thousand miles away?" Yan Xiaohan sighed sadly, "It doesn't matter if you follow you, or continue to join the army, as long as you stay in the north, don't leave you It’s okay if it’s too far away. I finally found you, let me go back and taste the tossing and turning, won’t it be cold?”

These words precisely hit Fu Shen's dumb acupoint, he was speechless for a moment, and said with difficulty: "Did you secretly go to a private school behind my back, why did you recite poems?"

"..." Yan Xiaohan suppressed a smile, "Speaking of this, I remembered it. Do you know that when I was in Jinlingcheng, I once met a hunter who sold a wild goose..."

He told Fu Shen the story of the swan geese passing on the book, and with a last smile, he said a little shyly: "I was also crazy at that time, and I was holding on to things from the north and refused to let go. I always thought that if it was you... ..."

"Cough, what?" Fu Shen interrupted him, uncomfortably said, "There's no need for 'what if', it's me."

Yan Xiaohan was stunned on the spot, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he asked dryly, "You... say it again?"

"There is a piece of white silk on the goose's leg, on which is written 'Is my wife safe', right?" Fu Shen held his hand and said frankly: "It was when I was in Ganzhou, I really thought you couldn't stand it, That's how I came up with it."

Who would have thought that sweetness could be squeezed out during those bitter days, Yan Xiaohan felt like falling into a dream, his chest heaved, and he said in a daze for a long time: "From south to north, the distance is more than thousands of miles. We met..."

Fu Shen laughed awkwardly, "Yes, what a coincidence."

Yan Xiaohan heard that his tone was wrong, and looked down at him suspiciously.Fu Shen recalled the stupid things he did, and there were rare times when he couldn't hold back his old face and urgently needed a crack in the ground: "I didn't do anything else, but at that time I thought there was only one wild goose, and how lucky it would be to fly over Jinling City? So I asked the soldiers in the city to help, um... I killed a dozen more. I thought so, maybe one of them will fall into your hands."

Yan Xiaohan repeated: "'Ten only'?"

"Probably?" Fu Shen thought for a while, and said uncertainly, "Anyway, there are one or two exercises every day, right? I can't remember."

"You..." Yan Xiaohan didn't know what to say about him, "You really..."

"Du Leng is almost forced by me to become a veterinarian." Fu Shen answered calmly, "I miss you too. Do you think that Jiangnan is cold, but Ganzhou is not cold?"

When he dreamed of flying across thousands of mountains and rivers, how could the person beyond the mountains and rivers ever let him go?

After the reunion full of sorrow and joy, it turns out that both of them are in the same obsession, and the same is alone.

They were silent for a while, and only deep kisses and hugs could soothe the soreness in their hearts.

At this moment, the world is quiet, everything is silent, the world seems to be at a standstill, only the river is rushing endlessly, all the way forward, flowing to the sky.

The next day before dawn, Fu Shen woke up from Yan Xiaohan's arms, and slowly sat up tired from not getting enough sleep.The hand on his waist slipped down, Yan Xiaohan held it free, and immediately woke up, asking in a hoarse voice, "Are you going to wake up?"

"Keep you up so noisy last night, okay?" Fu Shen stretched out his hand and patted him on the back, probably because he had just woken up, and his tone and movements were unreasonably gentle, "It's nothing to do today, you lie down again a little while."

He has never slept deeply, and yesterday his mood went up and down again, and he woke up sometimes at night.As soon as his body moved, Yan Xiaohan would drowsily hug him into his arms, coax him a few words, and fall asleep again while hugging him.

"It's okay," Yan Xiaohan struggled out of the warm blanket, threw himself forward, hung himself on Fu Shen's back, and said sleepily, "Don't wear those boots today, sit in a wheelchair , I'll help you wash up."

Although the boots made by the Armed Forces Division of the Northern Yan Army allowed him to walk as usual, they were not real legs and feet, and they exerted force in a different way. Wearing them for a long time was especially burdensome on the waist.Therefore, Fu Shen also carried a wheelchair when marching, and used it to travel when he was not so busy.

Yan Xiaohan noticed it yesterday when he entered the door, but he didn't make a sound.It was only now that he mentioned a sentence as usual.Fu Shenxin accepted his calm and considerate, nodded in agreement: "Okay."

Yan Xiaohan forgot to close the door when he came back from fetching water. Yu Qiaoting, who got up early, happened to pass by this house again. He couldn't hold back his strong curiosity, and peeked in through the half-closed door, almost scared his hands off. in the pancakes.

The Marquis of Jingning who murdered without batting an eyelid and frightened the barbarians sat obediently on the edge of the kang, while Yan Xiaohan wiped his face and hands with a towel, skillfully and attentively like an old mother, waiting for Yan Xiaohan to take care of everything on him, Fu Shenlan Stretching his hands triumphantly, and saying something, Yan Xiaohan bent down and picked him up, put him on the wheelchair and sat down.

This scene didn't look like a broken leg, but rather a broken brain.

General Yu, who is still a bachelor to this day, can't figure it out anyway: Commander Beiyan, whose Wen Neng can secure the world, and Wu Neng can set the world, what kind of medicine did he take wrongly, so that he only knows his daughter-in-law when he goes to the kang, and only knows his daughter-in-law when he goes off the kang? shoes?

Soon, this confusion became a common question for all the generals of the Northern Yan Army stationed in Tangli Town.

They have never seen the days when Fu Shen was convalescing in Yan's mansion, when he was able to stretch out his hands to eat and open his mouth. Now in this poor village, Yan Xiaohan only thinks he wants nothing. Even if he wants to take care of him, he can only do so within a limited time. place to play.

In fact, all extraordinary things are done behind closed doors. In front of outsiders, especially in front of a group of subordinates, although Fu Shen doesn't pay attention to the majesty of the coach, Yan Xiaohan has to be careful to avoid being criticized.But the more this is the case, the more restrained and tender the small actions such as serving tea and pouring water, or even whispering in a low voice.

Not long after, a group of people ran away because they were tired of them.

Fu Shen took a sip of tea and wondered, "What's the matter today, all of them look like little ladies who are thinking of spring?"

Yan Xiaohan smiled secretly, "Who knows."

Not long after, the soldiers came to report that General Zhao Xicheng had crossed the Ziyang River and was asking for an audience outside the station.Yan Fu and Yan Fu looked at each other at the same time, and Fu Shen ordered: "Please come in." Taking advantage of the vacancy, he turned his head and smiled at Yan Xiaohan: "General Zhao can't sit still so soon, it can be seen that you, the superintendent, are still there." A little weight."

"It's just a few catties and taels, it's not worth mentioning," Yan Xiaohan said generously, "If Lord Hou wants it, I'll give it to you for free."

Fu Shen laughed loudly: "What's the use of my coming, save it for Chinese New Year stew?"

Yan Xiaohan pretended to be well-behaved and docile: "Actually, you can also raise her to relieve boredom and sleep with her arms around."

Fu Shen really thought how much he liked him, since he came out from the southwest last year, he hadn't been so happy and happy, until Zhao Xicheng came in, the smile in his eyes didn't stop.General Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and thought to himself that the Marquis of Jingning, who had a happy face, could it be that the city of Chang'an was already secured?

Zhao Xicheng used to be a general of the Fenzhou army. The commander of Fenzhou died when the Tartars invaded. After Emperor Yuantai went west, he refused to surrender to the enemy, so he led the remnants of Fenzhou to Jingchu.When the new dynasty was established, they led the people to join Jinling.

He was one of the few generals from the north that Yan Xiaohan could use.Fu Shen had teamed up with the Fenzhou Army to fight the Tartars before, and he still had some impressions of Zhao Xicheng. He only remembered that he was upright and stubborn, and was always suppressed by the Fenzhou Army's head coach.Unexpectedly, after the death of the commander-in-chief, it was he who came forward to support the banner of the Fenzhou Army. After going through untold hardships, he finally returned to the Central Plains.

General Zhao is in his prime, but he still respects Fu Shen.The two politely discussed how to attack Chang'an. Seeing that he was in a good mood, Zhao Xicheng asked tentatively, "Dare to ask the Marquis, do you think the battle of Chang'an...is certain?"

"Huh?" Fu Shen smiled and said, "Thirty to fourty percent. Chang'an is easy to defend but difficult to attack. It's a tough battle."

What are you laughing at? !

Yan Xiaohan sat by the side without saying a word and listened to the two of them talking, pretending that he was just a beautiful decoration, and would secretly glance at Fu Shen every now and then, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

When the discussion about the war came to an end, Zhao Xicheng finally stated another purpose of the trip: "Master, since the war is going to start soon, why not let Lord Yan go back with you first, about military affairs..."

Fu Shen interrupted before he finished speaking: "Why, you can't fight without a supervisor?"

"This..." General Zhao hesitated for a moment, frowned and said, "Master Yan is the emperor's special envoy to supervise the army, staying in the Beiyan army... I'm afraid it's against the rules."

"What's going on in the world now?" Fu Shen's smile faded, "General Zhao wants to tell Ben Hou the rules of your new dynasty on the territory of the Northern Yan Army?"

The two sides are not a family now, Fu Shen holds several lands in the northwest, and can almost sit on an equal footing with the new dynasty.Seeing sweat on his forehead, Zhao Xicheng hurriedly got up and apologized, repeatedly offended.

"Back then, the Supreme Emperor decreed to bestow a marriage for this Marquis, and the golden words were well known to the world." Fu Shen put down his teacup, and said coolly: "It is true that Mr. Yan has served the new dynasty, but he is a member of this Marquis, and His Majesty the New Dynasty also Let’s talk about first-come-first-served. The Marquis asked him to stay here, even if he couldn’t get out of this door with even a strand of hair. General Zhao, do you understand what I mean?”

The author has something to say: "Go to the kang to know the daughter-in-law, and go to the kang to know the shoes." It’s not an ancient saying, I’m not using it rigorously, just take a look at it casually.