Spring is thick and thin

The frontier is much colder than the capital.Wei Kangyu stood in the cold wind of early spring, straight as a sword, motionless, holding a red tasseled spear in his hand.

This spear is an enlarged version of the children's spear he used to wield as a child, and it is still like an arm in his hand.At this time, the sun had just risen from the end of the grassland, and the sky was gradually brightening up. Suddenly, Wei Kangyu moved. The sun, which was obviously not very warm, seemed to be too hot in the eyes of people, and there was only a moving phantom in front of them , and the howling sound when the spear pierced through the air.After a quarter of an hour, the figure finally stood still, Wei Kangyu put the gun back to his hand without panting, and stood up straight again.

Wu Bohou clapped his hands and praised: "Your spear skills are getting better and better."

Wei Kangyu smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.He asked, "Father, hasn't the military salary arrived yet?"

Wu Bohou nodded solemnly.His own son was brought to the grassland when he was underage. The grassland is not a place to enjoy happiness, not to mention the barbarians who come to harass him from time to time. The conditions on the grassland are also very harsh, the sun is scorching, and the climate is dry and hot.The garrison lives in the only small town near the border between the grassland and the barbarians. In addition to the soldiers, the people living in the small town are the hard workers who serve the soldiers.Eating, there is a lack of vegetables and fruits on the grassland, even if he is the son of a general, there are at most three dishes on the dining table, playing, there is no fun at all, the whole day is patrolling and hard training.

Although Wu Bohou has always been very demanding on his son's martial arts, Mengniang has always provided the best conditions for his son's basic necessities of life, and her son has been pampered to the point of growing up.Wu Bohou was worried about whether his son would be able to endure the hardships on the grassland before, but he didn't expect his son to endure it very calmly without even gritting his teeth.

Wu Bohou looked at Wei Kangyu with relief.It has been a while since he came to the grassland, and Wei Kangyu has changed a lot.The original fair face, now exposed to the wind and sun, has become sharp and clear, without the appearance of a white-faced niche; because he eats beef and mutton and drinks milk all day long, his muscles have increased, and his body has become stronger and stronger; his eyes have also been covered by the vast grassland. He has become more determined after training; his height has jumped up again, and he is already as tall as his father.

Compared with the young man in fresh clothes and angry horse at that time, he was completely two people.

After admiring his son, Wu Bohou pondered for a while before answering this question: "Not yet."

Wei Kangyu responded to his father with a clear look, and stopped asking, picked up the gun again, and continued to practice.

Nothing happened on the grassland today.If he didn't practice martial arts, Wei Kangyu really didn't know what else he could do.If Wei Kangyu didn't take into account that his body is not as strong as an adult and prevent him from practicing for too long, Wei Kangyu could practice from morning to night.

When Wei Kangyu waved his spear, his expression was serious and serious. The howling gunfire showed that this posture was not just good-looking, and the condensed fighting spirit overflowed.Wu Bohou watched for a while, and once again found that there was nothing to point out from the moves alone, and the rest could only wait for time to polish, so he turned and left.

After he left, Wei Kangyu still didn't stop moving, but under his awe-inspiring aura, it was his mind that had already flown away.Dual-tasking has never been difficult for him, and his brain can work faster under intense exercise.

The military salary that was supposed to arrive last month still hasn't arrived yet, and the last military salary payment was [-]% less than usual.Before, the frontier troops in this frontier had never been late or deducted.Who dares to withhold or delay the payment of the border army?Wu Bohou is not only a titled Marquis, but also a general of the town. He is deeply trusted by the emperor and has great prestige in the court. However, after Wu Bohou hastily brought his son back to the border, such a thing happened.

This is a very obvious signal.When the emperor became more and more old and the prince's ability was mediocre, Wu Bohou fell out of favor.

Wei Kangyu could guess the vicissitudes of the situation.Before that, the way his family trained him was not like this. Originally, they wanted him to hone in the Imperial Guards for two years, and then go to the border after he became an adult. A veteran of the army with the utmost strength.It's just that this planned route has been shattered before it even started.

The situation became more and more tense, but Wu Bohou never revealed a thing or two to Wei Kangyu. He only started to cultivate his leadership ability, taught him how to march and fight, and taught him how to apply the contents of the military book to practice, but he refused to tell him. The emperor's suppression of the frontier army in the court.Wei Kangyu just sneered at this. In his young and ambitious body, there was a heart that laughed at his conservative and tasteless loyal father.

The first hero of a son is his father, but in Wei Kangyu's childhood, Wu Bohou was never absent, and Mengniang seldom talked about his father's heroic deeds to Wei Kangyu, and the existence of Jing Yan occupied his place again. Most of the mind.He does admit that his father was strong.But hidden under this kind of acknowledgment is not admitting defeat, not admiration and admiration.He felt that the court's target against the Wei family had been clearly laid out, so why should his father whitewash the peace in front of him and tell lies about the financial problems of the court?

He couldn't understand what his father was ashamed to say, as if he had fallen out of favor with the emperor, which could only prove his own embarrassment.That indomitable man still had an idealistic feeling. Although he had made all the plans, he still didn't want to involve his son in it.

Wei Kangyu didn't know that.He only knew that apart from receiving a letter from Mengniang when he first arrived, he had no correspondence since then, and he also knew that the marvelous beasts raised in the Hou's mansion, which travel thousands of miles a day, no longer travel between two places.He had a heavy worry in his heart, for Wu Bohou's mansion, and for himself.But under this worry, he still has a sense of excitement that must be hidden. He must cover up his emotions so as not to shout——

Let the storm come harder!

He wanted to be a disaster for the glamorous Hui Dynasty, so as to protect Jing Yan.If the situation is calm, then Wu Bohou will be able to kill his relatives righteously before he makes any troubles.But now...he didn't even need to deliberately convince his father, he already knew that his father, who also focused on the family, would become the support behind him.

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Jing Yan looked at his doll distressedly.Those straw dolls stayed quietly indoors and were not damaged, but the wrinkled cotton dolls after spending the whole night at night and being damp were not good-looking. They were originally some inferior fabrics. I can't stand the tossing, discoloration, thread removal, and wrinkling. No matter how powerful Su Qin is, it's useless, and because of Jing Yan's negligence, he didn't bring them indoors in time. Su Qin's efforts yesterday, Half wasted.

This time Su Qin wanted to tidy him up, but Jing Yan refused.

There is no need, no matter how much these things are done, they can't be left intact, and it's not worth his painstaking efforts to restore them to their original state.After all, they don't carry any special meaning. They were just intended to sell them to make money. If they are broken, just make new ones.Jing Yan calculated his own money in his heart, uh, it can be said that he stopped embarrassingly at the beginning.

Where does he have any savings!Recently, I have been eating and drinking with Su Qin, and I don't need a penny. As a result, I don't even have the money to buy materials now.He looked at the small basket containing straw again, those small animals were woven so lifelike, well, let's sell them.

As soon as Jing Yan brought the basket in front of him, Su Qin said very caringly: "Then let's redo it, I got some materials, do you want to have a look?"

Jing Yan's eyes lit up, and Su Qin was stunned again. Fortunately, he didn't stutter this time.He went to the door to get the materials, which he had prepared long ago.There were not many materials, and Su Qin was afraid that Jing Yan would be tired, so he only prepared a big box.Because of the size of those dolls, the materials Su Qin prepared were all cut fabrics. These fabrics were all taken from his warehouse, and they were all tribute grades. They are overqualified for making dolls, but there is no way, who Let Su Qin only want to please Jing Yan, the price of these fabrics is really out of his consideration.

In addition to fabrics, there are also cottons of different densities. In addition, Su Qin also brought a very complete tool bag. The tools such as scissors, knives, needles, etc. are all glittering and inlaid with various gemstones. Each one is full of exquisiteness, clearly an art This is a tool and cutting bag that a noble lady is more interested in than practical. It is also collected by Su Qin. He thinks that only this kind of bag can be worthy of Jing Yan.

Although Jing Yan felt that the tool bag was too fancy, there was no room for him to pick and choose. It was good that Su Qin remembered to bring these.He entered the room with these materials, sat on the slum, and opened the fabric to take a closer look.He didn't know the place of origin and craftsmanship behind these fabrics, but these fabrics felt extraordinary, either silky, smooth, or as if they were nothing, which made him immediately lose the sense of damage to the previously made dolls. One last regret; there are many kinds of cotton, the color is very white, without cottonseed, the dense one is firm and elastic when held, and the thinner one is very fluffy. Comfortable, like rubbing against a cloud.These feelings are so comfortable, Jing Yan remembered that the quilt he covered here gave him such a feeling, probably the same kind of cotton.

Jing Yan raised his head from the cotton, a thread of cotton hung on his long and slender eyelashes.This high-quality cotton has been processed, it is tight and integrated, it should not be hung up easily, but Jing Yan's eyelashes are too long and curled up, he opened his eyes when he buried his head in the cotton After blinking a few times, I hung up a thread.This thread of cotton is very small and weak, and it will be ignored if you don't look carefully. Even Jing Yan himself didn't notice it, but Su Qin's gaze, although not naked, naked, was just a disguise. When Jing Yan appeared in his sight, he couldn't take his eyes away from Jing Yan.

Furthermore, Su Qin had been curious about Jing Yan's face before, and now he could finally see it. Jing Yan's face was still extraordinarily handsome, and it was even more difficult for him to take his eyes off Jing Yan's face.

At this moment, the cotton thread hanging on Jing Yan's eyelashes could not escape Su Qin's attention.He suddenly chuckled secretly, but the expression on his face remained motionless, and he said in a soft voice: "Don't move, there is something on your face."

Su Qin stood up and bent down towards Jingyan.Seeing the hand stretched towards his eyes, Jing Yan was a little puzzled, his head didn't dodge or dodge, and he didn't close his eyes reflexively because of the hand that was getting closer.

Su Qin's hands were trembling imperceptibly.Not only is his hand getting closer, but he himself is also getting closer to Jing Yan.The closer he got, the more Su Qin couldn't help feeling, how could he have such a delicate face that was flawless even when zoomed in?No matter which angle it is from, they are all meticulously crafted, without craftsmanship, and have a sense of immortality, and the wide-open eyes are so bright that it makes his heart tremble and he can't help himself.Maybe it's because of the angle, Su Qin always feels that Jing Yan's eyes are wet and shiny, the pupils are dark and deep, but they reflect his shadow, the shadow is so big that it occupies Jing Yan's eyes, so the owner of the eyes, It seems that there is complete trust in him.

The author has something to say: Hearing your calls, I hastily pulled Shou out for a walk.It's not what you said, I forgot him.

ps: I finally tried the heating, and I also paid the heating fee. I am very happy. I will send out ten small packets in this chapter~