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In the Jewelry Pavilion, a beautiful young man came out of the room, closed the door gently, his face was still blushing, suddenly he heard a commotion, and in the blink of an eye, he saw a flawless handsome man The young man stood before him.

The man was not tall and burly, but he looked capable, with his hair tied up in a simple bun, hanging behind his back, with a horizontal knife lightly held in his left hand, and a handful of shorter ones pinned to the back of his waist. His eyes were indifferent, and the young man could feel a chill rising from his back when he glanced at him.

The young man froze for a moment, seeming to restrain himself, at least the beautiful boy didn't see the slightest chill in his eyes anymore.

The clattering and crackling sounds from the stairs were approaching, and it seemed that they were here for this young man. The young man hurriedly reprimanded in a low voice: "Don't do this here, my lord is still resting!"

As soon as the words fell, the young man felt a gust of wind blowing around him, and the person in front of him disappeared, and the door of the room that was just closed was pushed open at some point, his face paled with fright, he turned his head and quickly stopped the thugs who were chasing up, saying : "Don't bother adults..."

The group of thugs still rushed into the door in a mighty manner.

As soon as Chang Ming entered the room, he didn't have time to think about it, and went directly to the couch around the screen. It was still cold in spring, and the big cloak on his body was still carrying all the wind, frost, snow and rain. Dig out Yijing.But as soon as he stepped into this room, he felt very warm all over his body, as if there was agarwood lingering in it, and even the steps he stepped out couldn't help but slow down a step.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, when Chang Ming was a step away from the couch, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind, and subconsciously stopped, holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, before he could see clearly what the silver light in front of him was. He Wu waved the knife recklessly, knocking back the silver light, and then stepped forward, slashing down with the horizontal knife, barely enough to split the gauze curtain, and the sharp edge of the gun was only a fist away from his eyes After a while, Kankan brushed the corners of his eyebrows, if Chang Ming hadn't dodged in time, I'm afraid he would only be looking at the map with one eye in the future.

The gauze curtain slowly fell between the two of them, and Chang Ming drew back the knife in time, but the other party did not let him go, and pressed the gun against his throat.

"The Seventh Battalion Commander, the crime of murdering the Shangguan is not a small crime."

"The commander of the army made atonement," Chang Ming quickly dropped the horizontal knife in his hand, knelt down on one knee and bowed his head, "I know my mistake, but I didn't have time to react at the time, and the knife was really unconscious."

"Where is that person!?"

"Catch it!"

Yijing heard the sudden commotion in the room, so he took it back and asked, "Who is making noise outside!"

Suddenly there was a dead silence outside the screen, and someone timidly said: "My lord..."

"Let's all step down." Yijing said, and the group of people left with gratitude.

Only then did Yijing take a look at Changming, and said, "Get up."

As soon as Chang Ming got up, he saw Yijing sitting leisurely on the couch with his long hair loose and covered with a brocade quilt. He put the long (can't do this?) gun on his lap, apparently woken up by Chang Ming. Thinking that someone was assassinating, he shot first, which made Chang Ming fight back.And...his upper body is naked (really not pornographic!), with clear texture, scars on it, big and small, just showing off that he has experienced many battles, there are purple marks on the collarbone, and the long inscription Suddenly thinking of that beautiful boy with a blushing face, he could understand a thing or two, and immediately wanted to bump himself to death.

"Yijing, what's the matter?"

Just as Chang Ming was about to leave the room with an embarrassed face, he didn't want someone to knock on the door.

Yijing glanced at Chang Ming, and said, "It's nothing, the old man is good at making trouble."

Chang Ming gave him a hard look.

"Hahahahaha..." There was a burst of meaningful laughter outside the door, and the man continued: "Then I'll go first, Huacishu and the others have all gone to the barracks, don't overwork yourself ' is."

Chang Ming doesn't even know where to look now.

Yijing rubbed the center of his brows with a headache, and said to Chang Ming, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "I still need to change clothes, you go outside the screen and wait."

"That..." Chang Ming had already left those urgent matters out of the blue, but hesitated for a while with a strong nasal voice: "If you are tired, I will take your leave first, and you have a good rest."

"Are you looking for death?"

Chang Ming clicked his tongue.

While waiting for Yijing to change clothes, Chang Ming sat at the round table and remembered the incident of going to the Ministry of Officials today. From this point of view, Yijing was exchanging cups with some military officers last night, so those people suddenly gave up on him this morning. The many criticisms he received turned into endless praise... Could it be that Yijing could easily do it overnight?

When he was really thinking about everything, Yijing had already come out from behind the screen, called someone to bring hot tea, poured a cup for Chang Ming, added some carbon to the brazier, brought it to Chang Ming, and then sat down.

"Did you go to the official department?" Yijing cut to the point, directly omitting the greetings.

"Already gone." Chang Ming frowned, stood up abruptly and said, "But the officer..."

"kindness?"

Chang Ming was discouraged, and sat back on the stool again: "Why did the commander notice...and take the subordinate away earlier than the subordinate?"

Yijing took the hot tea from the servant, poured a cup for Chang Ming, pushed it in front of him, and said leisurely: "After all, I am the master of Xing, so of course I will be sensitive to such things. Besides, your body temperature is too high Gao, with a handsome face, and never drinking alcohol, all of these have made me suspicious, didn't you realize that Gan Yi has already noticed just by looking at you...Of course you are really good-looking. "

Yijing raised his teacup, as if trying to hide his embarrassment, but Chang Ming was so frightened that he took three steps back.

"Sit down," Yijing said helplessly, "I have a wife, so I don't have to wait until now if I want to do something to you."

Chang Ming slowly sat back opposite Yijing, wrapped his hands around the teacup, and said in a low voice: "But this matter..."

"Gan Yi's actions, I'm afraid everyone will know that you are actually Jiang Yuan."

"Then why did the commander delay Gan Yi, and ordered me to be the battalion commander of the Seventh Battalion... I am Jiang Yuan..."

"Why can't Jiang Yuan be an official?" Yijing raised his eyes and stared straight at Chang Ming.

Chang Ming met his gaze, but suddenly didn't know how to answer. He murmured after a while: "If the subordinate is not on the battlefield...without a mark, it will undoubtedly cause confusion among the Xingzhu troops."

Yijing closed his eyes and shook his head and said: "Even if there is no Jiang Yuan, there are countless ways to make Xingzhu's military morale chaotic, because Xingzhu is originally a kind of person who is easy to fight and bloody, and Xingzhu is incompatible. Things are always the same.”

"I still feel like something is missing."

Yijing chuckled suddenly: "Perhaps you will understand in the future why Jiang Yuan entered the former dynasty's fight."

"But the subordinate is only acting as the battalion commander, Chu Guangliang..."

Yijing raised his hand, and said slowly: "I have my own calculations, Chu Guangliang will not make things difficult for you, if there are other people talking, I will settle it for you."

This sentence flattered Chang Ming, but it was also puzzling. Yi Jing has always been ruthless and scheming, so he would definitely not protect him just because he is Jiang Yuan.

Before Chang Ming could figure it out, he heard someone knock on the door and reported: "Third Master, the younger one is Wen Ji."

Yijing said that he was the third in the family, and Wen Ji was his servant, so he was called the third master.

"Come in and talk."

Wen Ji did not speak after entering the door, but took out three letters from his arms and sent them to Yijing.After hastily scanning it, he handed it to Chang Ming without saying a word.

After Chang Ming saw it, he panicked for a moment.

The first two letters are two pieces of news that Wen Ji inquired about. One said that Gu Xiaowu had suffered all kinds of troubles recently and couldn't take care of herself;

The third letter was sent by Gu Xiaowu to Yijing, the handwriting was scrawled, it seemed to be in a hurry, because her adopted daughter was known to everyone, and she couldn't take care of herself, because she had to ask Yijing to take care of her adopted daughter.

"Are they going to use the girl from the Gu family to threaten Mr. Gu?"

Yi Jing nodded, then turned to Wen Ji and said: "Go to the place where Mr. Gu wrote the letter immediately, protect Miss Gu, play it by ear, and after everything is settled, report before it is too late. I will send someone to pick you up again." of."

"Yes." Wen Ji said no more and left in a hurry.

"Master, why don't you let the subordinates go?" Chang Ming said worriedly.

Yijing glanced at him: "You are already the commander of the Seventh Battalion, wandering outside without returning, what do you look like!"

Chang Ming shut up and didn't speak.

Yijing continued: "It won't be too long a good life. After returning, it is almost arranged to transfer some personnel from the right to the left."

Chang Ming raised his head, thinking that after replenishing the military attache on the right, the intensive training would start again, and he would continue to burn out, and he felt a headache right now.

Yijing seemed to have understood what he was thinking, and said helplessly: "As an official, you need to know many things, but doing everything yourself will only make you overwhelmed."

Chang Ming blinked his eyes and was stunned.

"That's all for now, please deal with it." Yijing turned his head to get the cloak, and was about to go out. He didn't forget to tease: "It seems that Gan Yi likes you very much."

Three months later, Yijing found that before he had time to watch the flowers blooming in the warm spring, the flowering period was already late. The vegetation outside the window was lush and green, and the climate was still cool, but he seemed to hear the sound of cicadas.

Qin Zuoxi lay lazily on the window sill, looking at the commotion of the crowd in the Seventh Battalion, he could not help but relax his brows, the breeze blew in, tugged his hair, and turned over the paperwork on the Yijing table, the setting sun and the setting sun were dim and unclear, On the contrary, Yijing frowned so tightly that his shadow could be folded.

"What happened to the commander? The Seventh Battalion had a great time."

Yijing threw the documents on the table as if giving up on himself, rubbed the center of his brows with a long sigh, and said in a deep voice: "The previous court was not optimistic. This year's national examination essay exam, there are only a handful of Jiangyuan participating, and because of various All kinds of problems, in the end only one person entered the second class, barely mixed up with the official position, but after that...not to mention that Gu Xiaowu has been severely suppressed by Gan Yi and others in recent months, she has barely survived, and she can't win over newcomers Jiang Yuan, I'm afraid they will be kicked out of the former dynasty easily."

"But we are only military officers, too much interference in civil affairs, I'm afraid it's hard to protect ourselves." Qin Zuoxi changed his relaxed face just now, and now he has a serious face, "not to mention Jiang Yuan's body, the national examination martial arts It's even worse, if this continues, Gan Yi will be able to wipe out the Jiangyuan officials in the Qing Dynasty."

Yijing nodded and said: "That's right, Prime Minister Su died, the tree fell and the monkeys scattered, our general situation is over, and those who judge the situation will understand that now is not a good time for Jiang Yuan to enter the court, not to mention that we have no chance to let the sage know Gu Xiaowu existence." Speaking of this, Yijing also looked out the window, and casually asked Qin Zuoxi: "What happened to the Seventh Battalion?"

"Last time the Seventh Battalion fought against the Ninth Battalion, and the Seventh Battalion won beautifully. He is superb in martial arts. For the sergeants from the left, it is not difficult to convince the crowd." Qin Zuoxi glanced at Yijing, which undoubtedly also has Yijing in it. After running behind the back, he continued: "And it seems that Chang Ming is much more relaxed than before. It is said that in the past few months, many gifts from the Prime Minister's mansion have been rejected by him, which is quite frightening...you He has been refusing to come forward, why is he willing to quell those bad rumors for him now, and let him be the battalion commander to reorganize the Seventh Battalion? At the beginning, it was said that he was just an agent, Chu Guangliang..."

Yijing interrupted: "After thinking about it, Chu Guangliang is actually just content to be a military officer. What happened in these years caught him off guard, and he has no intention of continuing to stay here. Compared to him, maybe Li Changming is more suitable, right? "

"But this is still too sudden." Qin Zuoxi frowned, "Isn't Chu Guangliang leaving with peace of mind?"

"It doesn't matter." Yijing smiled meaningfully, "I have already told him that two people will come back from afar."

Qin Zuoxi was taken aback by what he said, and suddenly a notification came from outside the door: "Commander, the Prime Minister has sent you an invitation.

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