Golden Stage

The world is cold and hard gray and white. He seems to be locked in a cage of iron gray. It does not distinguish between day and night, and he cannot feel the passage of time. Only his consciousness is still weakly active, and he keeps asking him: Who am I?Where am I?

The gray world gradually lit up, and he raised his hand to touch a piece of rough stone pattern. This touch touched some memories, and he remembered - this is the city wall of Yanzhou City.

When he was eight years old, his second uncle took him to the grassland, to the fortified garrison of the Northern Yan Army, and even climbed the gate tower of Yanzhou City.

That is, he was a little bean, not as high as the city wall, and he stretched out his short hands to scrape the cracks in the wall, and was picked up by Fu Tingxin and placed on his shoulders.

In an instant, the world is vast and the mountains and rivers are far away.

Outside the city are endless mountains and grasslands, and inside the city are neat and clean houses and streets.Outside the city there are sentry posts, war horses grazing lazily, inside the city there are crowds coming and going, and there are tall cages selling steamed stuffed buns.

Fu Tingxin still looked very young, his face was a little rough from the frontier wind, and his beard was unshaven, but he was still tall and handsome. When he smiled, there was a small dimple on his left cheek.

"Let's go back, huh?" Fu Tingxin carried him on his shoulders, turned around and went down the city wall: "It's cloudy, it's going to rain."

He stretched out his hand ignorantly, and sure enough, a small raindrop fell from the blue-gray sky.

The scene takes a sharp turn.

This time he was standing at the head of Yanzhou City, and he had already grown into a man, like a cold iron long knife standing against the wind, outside was a dense army of Zhe people.

He no longer needs to sit on anyone's shoulders to overlook the land.

"General." The young lieutenant general in black armor with a gentle appearance came to his side, "The Beiyan iron cavalry has assembled and is ready to fight at any time."

"Okay." He stretched out his hand in the air, caught a raindrop that fell suddenly, and said softly, "It's raining."

The scene changes again.

He knelt in the heavy rain, and his heart was chilled. The big red clothes were like maple leaves floating on the water and refused to float away. At the end of the green brick floor was the closed vermilion palace gate.

The cold rain kept hitting his face, and his heart was blank, but he felt that something was missing, and asked himself blankly: Who am I waiting for?

Numerous scenes flashed before his eyes one by one like a revolving lantern. He saw many familiar or vague faces, but there was no one who should be remembered deeply.

But he clearly has no memory of that person.

The scene suddenly freezes at a certain frame, the heavy rain is still falling, but it is isolated by the house, there is only the continuous sound of rain, he is leaning on a fire stick, his legs are crossed, his eyes are wandering, and he falls on the man next to the fire absent-mindedly. side face.

The man seemed to be very indifferent to him, and he seemed to be indifferent to answering, and refused to turn his head when he was stared at.

He thought to himself: Did I provoke him?

Thinking about it carefully, he seemed to say something just now, which didn't seem to be pleasing to the ear, and that person's expression changed on the spot.

Memories flooded into his mind along with the faint sound of rain, and the cold water droplets hit his face, and he finally realized that it was not rain.

"Looking at him alone in the world, I couldn't close my eyes even if I died."

Why don't you speak?

Is it because...don't believe me?

As soon as he thought of this sentence, it immediately fell like a needle for calming the sea in his mind, opening up the chaotic world, and all the scattered and broken consciousness condensed and formed around this point of desire to survive.Through the tightly closed eyelids, he felt the light of the outside world for the first time.

Fu Shen's fingers curled up in Yan Xiaohan's palm flicked slightly, and with just such an insignificant movement, he successfully fixed a living person in place.

"Du...cough," Yan Xiaohan's voice cracked, and he was still trembling at the end, "Doctor Du, he seems to have moved just now..."

"Really?" Du Leng suspected that he was overly sensitive, and walked over and said, "Let me see."

Yan Xiaohan stood up from the side of the bed, intending to make room for him, but just as he was about to let go of his hand, he suddenly felt his fingertips tighten, and he was firmly grasped.

"Don't go..."

The closed eyes opened.

"..."

Yan Xiaohan's eye circles turned red in an instant, his fingertips to his arms stiffened into a mallet, he almost squeezed out a voice from his throat, he couldn't believe it, and asked softly: "Jing Yuan... ?”

Like a ruthless queen mother, Du Leng pushed away the hands they held, rushed up to feel Fu Shen's pulse, and said, "Get out of the way first... General, how do you feel now, where does it hurt? "

Fu Shen wanted to shake his head, but he was so dizzy after lying down too much, so he had to lie still and said in a weak voice, "It doesn't hurt, I'm dizzy. I just had a dream. I dreamed that golden beans fell from the sky and woke me up. I don't believe it." Touch it, my face...is it wet?"

Yan Xiaohan: "..."

Du Leng turned his head without a word, and looked at Yan Xiaohan whose eyes were still red.

What tears can wake up a deep coma?It's fucking elixir.

Fu Shen's gaze never left Yan Xiaohan. Despite the very unfriendly atmosphere in the room, Doctor Du checked Fu Shen conscientiously, and finally said: "The poison has been cured, although it hurts the inner But there is no serious problem, I will give you two medicines, and you will be alive and kicking after a period of time."

"Thank you," Fu Shen said weakly, "I've bothered."

Du Leng waved his hands, not wanting to be polite to him, and told Yan Xiaohan some taboos about drinking and eating, and left very tactfully.

After his footsteps disappeared outside the door, Fu Shen stretched out his hand to Yan Xiaohan who was standing stiffly at the end of the bed, "...Come here."

"What are you doing?" Yan Xiaohan suddenly fell out of the state where he couldn't react at all, suddenly realized his gaffe, hurried over, leaned over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Shen grabbed one of his hands, pulled it to his lips and rubbed it lightly.

"Nothing," he said, "I just want to kiss you and stop crying."

Yan Xiaohan took a long breath of cold air extremely restrained, as if someone had acupuncture points on him, his whole body was stiff, he forgot how to blink, and a large drop of water hit the back of Fu Shen's hand directly.

"Scared you?" Fu Shen pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly, "It's okay, didn't you just wake up?"

Yan Xiaohan bent down slowly, not daring to use force, but still hugged him as tightly as possible, buried his face in the socket of his neck, and put his ear against the beating pulse on the side of his neck.

He had thousands of words, but he couldn't utter a single word, so he could only call him with a trembling voice: "Jing Yuan."

"Well, don't be afraid." Fu Shen said, "I told you, if I leave you alone in this world, even if I die, I won't be able to close my eyes."

That's not a joke that promises casually.

So, you have to trust me.

"What's life and death, what are you talking about?" Yan Xiaohan raised his head again, no trace of crying could be seen at all, he carefully kissed the corner of Fu Shen's lips, "Sit up, drink some water, OK?"

Fu Shen nodded, and stared at him with bent eyes, with an indescribable tenderness and attachment in his eyes.

Yan Xiaohan made a thick bed for him with pillows and quilts, and got up to pour water.

Those few words just now exhausted all his strength, Fu Shen half-closed his eyelids tiredly, and leaned against the head of the bed, but his mind was very clear.He remembered that a few days ago, the military report from the imperial court approved the peace talks between him and the southwestern rebels, so Fu Shen asked people to set up a simple camp between the two armies, and agreed to meet with Duan Guihong here.On the day of the accident, in order to show off, he and Duan Guihong left the guards outside, and each brought only one lieutenant into the account.In the end, before he could say a word, when he was about to touch the teacup, he suddenly felt dizzy, his throat felt sweet, his eyes darkened, and he fell down.

When his consciousness was about to dissipate, Fu Shen heard his lieutenant shout, "There's an ambush! It's been tricked!"

The last thought in his mind at that time was also a trick.It is impossible for Duan Guihong to poison him, the lieutenant with his eyes open must be him.

"Come on, rinse your mouth first."

Yan Xiaohan embraced him from behind, and handed the small teacup to his mouth.After several years of taking care of people, his skill in taking care of people has not changed. After Fu Shen rinsed his mouth according to the words, and was fed a few sips of water by him, he felt that he had completely come back to life.

"How did you do it?" Fu Shen asked while staring at the bandage on his neck.He vomited blood several times, his body was weak, and he didn't dare to speak forcefully. He said softly, "Neck."

Yan Xiaohan looked down distractedly, and said nonchalantly, "I had a little misunderstanding with the prince, so it's okay to rub against it. Do you want more?"

Fu Shen shook his head to signal that he didn't want it anymore, and leaned softly on his shoulder: "I am like this, and I can't help you fight back. You can ask him to have a fight with him some other day...It's outrageous to even beat your niece and daughter-in-law."

Hearing that Fu Shen woke up, Duan Guihong who was about to come in to visit: "..."

WTF!With a white-eyed wolf whose daughter-in-law forgot her mother!

Yan Xiaohan finally couldn't help laughing in a low voice, hugging him and complaining slightly: "You're sick, why are you still gossiping so much. Your lord has worked so hard to save you, and you just want to beat someone up."

Outside the house, Duan Guihong took back the steps he had stepped out, lingered for a while, and left with a complicated mood.

Inside the room, Fu Shen secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and said to himself, "God, I'm laughing."

He knew that he frightened Yan Xiaohan.Being able to dream means that he has subconsciously recovered his perception of the outside world, but he is still awake, so he always feels raindrops on his hands in his dreams, so it shouldn't be an illusion.

A beautiful pear blossom with rain is of course also good-looking, but with his current state, he can't be hugged or coaxed, so forget it.

"My lieutenant..."

As soon as Fu Shen opened his mouth, Yan Xiaohan stopped him back involuntarily: "You don't have to worry about these, leave it to me, as long as you heal your injuries, I won't worry about anything."

Fu Shen didn't argue with him, and buried his face in his arms: "Madam decides."

Fu Shen was in poor spirits, and he became sleepy not long after. Yan Xiaohan fed him the medicine himself, and put him into the bed properly. After he fell asleep, he washed his hands and went out to meet Duan Guihong and du cold.

Today is the seventh day of July. According to Fu Shen's poisonous announcement, two days have passed. The imperial army was in chaos. The news of Fu Shen's death spread wildly.

The incident happened suddenly that day, and Fu Shen suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground. Duan Guihong was startled, but before he could react, he saw the lieutenant who had entered the account with Fu Shen drew his sword in his hand, and shouted: "There is an ambush! It's been tricked!" !"

The sound was earth-shattering, and the guards outside the tent rushed in immediately upon hearing the sound, and the troops from the southwest rushed in, but they couldn't just watch Duan Guihong being surrounded, so they also broke into the tent, and the two sides fought into a mess in an instant.Duan Guihong was only stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that he was being bullied.However, the situation at the scene was really unclear. Duan Guihong didn't have time to catch the lieutenant general, so he ordered someone to carry Fu Shen and retreat. He went back to the camp and asked the military doctor for a checkup. He confirmed that it was a symptom of poisoning, but he couldn't find out what it was. poison.

Thanks to Du Lenggan who took the risk to defect late at night, he was more reliable than Duan Guihong's military doctor in identifying Fu Shenzhong's poison as a scorpion poison.This kind of scorpion often appears in the deep mountains of Guangnan. The venom is transparent and colorless, and the smell is sweet, like wine, so the locals call it "drunk scorpion".Soak live scorpions in wine to force out the venom, which is a kind of poison called "Tomorrow's Drunk".

The biggest feature of this poison is that it will not take effect immediately after taking it, but it will not take effect until noon the next day. Because this poison is no different from water and wine, and the onset is delayed, the poisoned person is often not aware of it, and the treatment is even more important. It is impossible to talk about it, and the poison will kill you immediately.

It's wet and rainy in the Southwest these days, sometimes Fu Shen's legs hurt, Du Leng suggested that he drink a little wine every night to get rid of the humidity.It was a mistake in this link that gave Xue Sheng's people a chance.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, Fu Shen was brought back to the Southwest Camp by Duan Guihong instead of being snatched back by the imperial army.Qiuyebai is specialized in counteracting the venom of snakes and scorpions, Duan Guihong lacks everything except Qiuyebai.This herb once saved Fu Tingxin's life on the northern Xinjiang grassland, and now it has saved Fu Shen's life.

"My lord took Jing Yuan away, confirming the rumors of an 'ambush and assassination'," Yan Xiaohan said, "However, this is not the worst case for us."

Duan Guihong's perception of this "nephew and daughter-in-law" is very complicated.He was scolded mercilessly by Yan Xiaohan last night, and he felt that this person was a fucking ruthless character, but after listening to a few words outside the door today, he felt that compared with that bastard Fu Shen, Yan Xiaohan Anyway, I still have a conscience.

"What are you going to do?"

Yan Xiaohan said: "The emperor respects and fears Jing Yuan. Although Xue Sheng holds evidence of Mr. Ying's illicit liaison with the Southwest, he dare not reveal it directly. Instead, he wants to use assassination methods and frame the prince. It shows that they are also afraid that once the incident happens, there will be chaos in northern Xinjiang, and the situation will be difficult to control at that time."

"According to the current situation, if Jing Yuan is "dead" in your hands, the Northern Yan Iron Cavalry and the old Ministry will put all the accounts on the Southwest, and without Jing Yuan, the monolithic group in Northern Xinjiang will naturally split up. Will be coerced by the 'strong general' again, kill two birds with one stone, and their goal will be achieved." Yan Xiaohan analyzed in detail, "With the emperor's temperament, death is like a lamp going out, so he probably won't pursue the faults of the Fu family anymore. I can still keep my famous name."

Duan Guihong asked: "What if he is not dead?"

"Then his relationship with the Southwest is hard to tell," Yan Xiaohan said, "When the time comes and we bring out Duke Ying's letter, the [-]% leave will become very real. It's hard to say if you lose your life, but if you lose your reputation." Certainly."

Duan Guihong heard the meaning behind his words, and said in a strange way: "So what do you mean? You want him to die, and then hide his name and hide in the mountains and forests, so you can find another beautiful wife and concubine, and enjoy the wealth in peace, right?"

Yan Xiaohan didn't think he was disobedient, he shook his head and said, "My lord is too high to look down on me."

"Don't talk about living away from the world, even the blue sky and the yellow spring, I will go with him." He said, "It's not that Jing Yuan can't leave me, but I can't leave him."

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