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As it was getting late, Xing Cheng arranged for Yijing and Wen Ji to stay at the Book City Inn, seeing that Wen Ji hesitated to speak, Xing Sheng comforted him and told him to go to bed first and hurry on his way tomorrow.

At that night, the full moon was high in the sky again, brightening the earth, and the autumn scenery was evenly divided, and it was always bright with clouds and thousands of miles away.The traces on the bluestone slab seemed to have become mottled that could not be hidden, and thousands of words were like sake in Xingcheng's hands, like real water but with a different flavor.

Xing Cheng pushed the door and entered, the man was sitting on the window sill, the moonlight was projected on the criss-crossed cheeks, the scars were congealed into wounds at a glance, his face was calm and pale, very frightening.

He let out a long sigh, closed the door, took a few steps forward, and then said in a low voice: "I think I know you well, whether it's marching, fighting, or forming an army, even if it's an official scheme, I can judge whether you are serious or not. What purpose."

Yijing didn't look at him, but replied hoarsely: "It's not a good thing to speculate on Shangguan's mind."

"I know", Xing Cheng hugged the jug, and could see that there were waves in the depths of his eyes. Under the bright moon, there was nothing to hide, but he still carefully hid himself, but he suddenly felt sad in his heart. I didn't expect it... Tell me, do you like Li Changming?"

Yijing closed his eyes and didn't respond aloud.

"Forget it, have a drink." Xing Cheng sighed, and put the sake in front of him, "We haven't seen each other for a few years, and we can't get together when we meet. I'll drink with you tonight."

"Don't drink," Yijing said sullenly, "I'm covered in injuries, drinking is not good... you go back, I'm gone, Gu Xiaowu is unable to arrange for a military officer to take over as Ningwu Army Commander, he will inevitably encounter many embarrassing things , you go back and look at him."

Xing Sheng raised his hand and patted the seal, and said decisively: "I won't accompany you. You treat him as a pawn, and I treat him as the battalion commander. Many people think that the world is falling apart when they are sad. They never think that there are people in this world who are more sad. A person who is claustrophobic and forgets about his heavy responsibility is not the commander of the Seventh Battalion."

Yijing intended to refute, but opened his mouth and did not speak.

"There are blood-stained mountains and rivers under our feet, and white hair and black hair in our eyes. When life and death are parted, it is the time of epiphany. Chang Ming may not be good at fighting for power and profit, but he is not a narrow-minded person." Xing Cheng's tone was flat, Feeling disappointed and proud, he took a sip of sake, and then said: "I have already written to Mr. Cheng Jing, he will pick you up in Qiucheng, and I will send you to Qiucheng. You don't have to rush on the road, it's important to heal your wounds."

"Then recuperate tomorrow and drink today." Yijing reached out to take the jug handed over by Xingcheng, poured it wantonly, and drank most of it, "Tell me, what method was used to get rid of Wang Shuzhong so quickly. "

Xing Sheng was silent.

"You really..."

"Don't ask, the matter is a foregone conclusion. I have my own measure, so you don't have to interfere." Xing Cheng cut him off decisively. The atmosphere between the two of them was silent and weird for a moment. It was hard to tell how long it took before Xing Cheng asked him in a hoarse voice: " Li Changming...why do you like him without saying anything? We have been deceived by you."

Yijing smiled wryly, his eyes were depressed, and the moonlight was bright, but he dodged Xingcheng's eyes in embarrassment.

"It's too late to say anything, I'm self-inflicted... When I learned that he was arrested and imprisoned, I regretted that I didn't say a word at the beginning, but now that I think about it, what's the point... …Those with deep roots of love will be separated forever.”

"The sky is full of talents, and they die in their prime..." Xing Sheng chewed on the eight words his master said back then, "but we have no way of knowing when that day will come... people have good and bad fortunes, we fight on the battlefield, life and death But in one thought, who didn't die in their prime?"

Xing Cheng looked up at the moonlight, his voice choked up, as if time had only stopped for a moment, and then moved forward without stopping.

"When Master was alive, I thought that at least I would be happy for a lifetime, but the old man passed away, leaving me alone to think..."

The moonlight was vast, clearing everything, Yijing lowered his head and stopped looking at him, but he heard the slight sound of water drops falling to the ground.

Ten days seemed to be peaceful in the court, and Chang Ming continued to take care of all the affairs of the Seventh Battalion as usual, but he heard that Meng Qian would also go to Jianhe Valley.

Li Changming leaned on the pillar, frowning secretly, inexplicably upset in his heart, but he couldn't explain why, until Fang Xingai came to report and Gu Xiaowu came secretly, he just came back to his senses.

Gu Xiaowu traveled all the way, and saw that the training in the Ningwu Army was still in order, and it was no different from when Tong Yijing was in office. He accidentally asked, after the Seventh Battalion Commander returned, everything was as usual, and he did not slack off.

"Why did Mr. Gu come here?" Chang Ming invited someone to sit down, poured tea, and greeted him calmly.

Gu Xiaowu looked up, the commander of the Seventh Battalion was still the same as before, with long hair and high ponytail, dressed in light armor and black clothes, he was majestic, but not high-spirited, his cold eyes had long been like stagnant water, even if he did not speak Without saying a word, there was endless sorrow, and the horizontal knife in his hand was not as sharp and tough as the flying frost in the world, and the slightly narrower blade looked particularly frivolous.

"Come and visit the Seventh Battalion Commander." Gu Xiaowu sighed.

Li Changming was stunned, and after a moment of silence, he said: "The court hall should have been cleaned up now. Even though Gan Yi is still seriously injured, Gan Biao can't lie to her. After that, there will be a three-legged confrontation. It is impossible for these two brothers to reunite. Well, it just depends on who the adults decide to join forces with against whom."

"However, Gan Yi is indeed the most powerful right now. Even if Gan Biao acts as a hindrance, the dead camels are bigger than horses. If we join hands with Gan Yi, we are afraid that after Gan Biao's death, we will have no place to stand."

"Cultivate plank roads in the open, and keep Chen Cang in the dark." Li Changming sneered and said: "Now the adults are the most important people, but even if the adults join forces with Gan Biao, it will only cost a higher price for Gan Yi. I'm afraid of the war in the southwest From now on, the treasury will be empty and it is time to rest and recuperate. Gan Yi has no choice but to restore Yijing. In order to strengthen his own power, Gan Biao must resort to military force and let the generals perform meritorious service...just wait for the adults to weigh it."

In exchange for these words, Gu Xiaowu remained silent.

"What did he tell you?"

"First, send deployments to remove Wang Shuzhong; second, take care of the affairs of the Seventh Battalion as usual, and keep silent about the prison; third, explain the Southwest War with your lord."

"Must Yijing recover?"

"If you don't want to go to war," Chang Ming reminded, looking directly at Gu Xiaowu, sweeping away the haze, leaving a heroic spirit, "The king of the south loves his beautiful concubine, but his power falls to the side, and his brother wants to replace him, but the younger brother of the king of the south hates the nobleman Shiqing Shilu was dissatisfied with the southern barbarian officials in our dynasty, the political situation was in turmoil, and the people fled. But Yijing has never advocated easy wars, and his eyes are like a torch. It happens that the Sifuluo family is settled in the Southwest Flower City, and there is no replacement for the civil and military affairs of the Manchu dynasty."

Gu Xiaowu looked at the Seventh Battalion Commander with half joy and half worry, thought for a moment, and finally said: "Well, I have my own concerns about this matter, but the court probably doesn't have time to take care of it right now, so you have to be wronged for a few days , Meng Qian is Gan Yi's confidant, and he will definitely get rid of you."

"I know." Chang Ming replied indifferently. He reached out to pick up the teacup in front of him and was about to drink it, but Gu Xiaowu suddenly said, "Since you have decided to stay in the Seventh Camp, Yijing may be here soon. Will recover, have you thought about marrying him?"

"Cough...cough cough..." Chang Ming was caught off guard by what he said, and he almost choked himself to death with a sip of tea in his mouth. After finally calming down, he asked incredulously, "Why did your lord suddenly say that?"

Gu Xiaowu didn't mean to tease, but looked at him seriously.

"You should know that it is difficult for Jiang Yuan to move an inch in the court, not to mention that no one marks you, and you are even more covetous. Yijing is the master of Xing, but it is the best stepping stone for you to gain a foothold in the officialdom. He is both the commander of Ningwu and Si Fu. The son of the Luo family has many contacts with officials in the court, and he will open the way for you, and you will be named a marquis and general, and it will be just around the corner."

"Such criticism is too much, and I'm afraid it will be destroyed." Chang Ming shook his head decisively.

"Criticism is only caused by power that cannot be suppressed. What's more, no matter what we do, there will be people who will comment on it. However, those who achieve great things do not conspire with others. Status and power are the most important things. Your marriage with Yijing is politics () Politics, Yijing was born in Si Fu Luo's family is politics () politics, Xing Sheng is still politics () politics as the commander-in-chief, and has nothing to do with any emotions. The battalion commander may wish to think about it and weigh one or two."

This remark caused Li Changming to remain silent, and Gu Xiaowu did not urge him any further.

"I know that this sentimental affair has involved many people and caused my lord many troubles. I also understand that if Jiang Yuan can make it to the top, it will undoubtedly be of great help to my lord... However, Changming may not be able to change the world's longitude and latitude, and he can't do it with a heart." The world..."

At this point, Gu Xiaowu interrupted and comforted: "You don't have to rush to decide that there are still many days, no matter what the battalion commander decides, I will not force me to interfere."

"Since it has nothing to do with feelings, why don't you want to persecute it?"

"People are not grass and trees", Gu Xiaowu closed her eyes and sighed, hiding her thousands of thoughts, "If Jiang Yuan can only give up everything to gain power, why should I be in power?"

Chang Ming blinked his eyes, but only concentrated on watching the hot air in the teacup.

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Xiaowu had already left, and Xing Sheng also quietly returned.

"Master Gu asked me if I would like to marry Yijing." Chang Ming still maintained that posture, even though the tea was already cold.

"It's up to you to decide for yourself," Xing Cheng said calmly, "She did say a good idea. Don't worry, as long as you tell the commander to get married because of politics, he will never say he likes you again .”

"why?"

"Because he likes you."

"You knew already?"

"Well... I know... I finally found out..."

Li Changming didn't make a sound.

"Chang Ming..." Xing Cheng took a few steps forward, sat in front of him, and asked in a slow voice, "I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you?"

"Chenying often finds time to visit me, don't worry..." The Seventh Battalion Commander said in a hoarse voice, "I don't want to think about it, but I still think about it a lot. It's me who reaped the consequences. My elder brother advised me twice, beware of Yijing, Alienated from Luo Jianghong, I turned a deaf ear!"

Xing Cheng could see clearly that his hands still had the scars from the pressure of the iron chain, which festered badly, and couldn't bear it, so he still grabbed his wrist and walked towards his home.

"Let Chen Ying give you the medicine," he said with a choked voice, although he didn't look back at Chang Ming, but he didn't allow Chang Ming to let go, "Chang Ming, no matter what choice you make when you walk out of the prison, I will do it for you." I won't blame you. It may be inevitable to be hurt by love, but elder brother only hopes that you live according to your own will."

Chang Ming noticed that his eyes were warm, and his eyelids moved slightly. He wanted to cry, but he had already forgotten the pain. The Seventh Battalion Commander did not cry in the end.

After receiving the letter from the Marquis of Lingjun, Cheng Jing rushed to Qiucheng in person, and finally saw his brother a few days later.

He seemed to be in a state of embarrassment. Although he had changed into clean clothes, his face was mottled and horrified. Although Cheng Jing felt sorry, he smiled wryly, "It seems that it's not time for you to go home yet."

"I'm sorry, I was kicked out of the court like this..." Yijing lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice.

"There is nothing to be sorry for," Cheng Jing said, "No matter how you decide, you have done what you should do, and you have not been sorry to my Si Fuluo family."

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