laughing soul

After all, he was still thinking about Qiu Sheng's unhealed body, and Chu Yu was very measured when taking the medicine, which made him not feel groggy or uncomfortable when he woke up. Instead, he took this opportunity to make up for the relaxation of sleep brisk.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty is awake! Hurry up and tell Mr. Jiang!" Li Ci had come in to do some small work such as tidying up the house and tucking the quilt for the emperor, but he saw Qiu Sheng, who had been dead for two days, sitting comfortably The edge of the bed poured tea by himself, and after being shocked by the fact that "Your Majesty has cheated on the corpse" for a moment, he ordered the little eunuchs below to spread the news to stabilize the scattered people's hearts.

Qiu Sheng looked carefully at the bronze mirror for a while, and found that the panda eyes stubbornly perched on his face had disappeared, and his whole person showed a youthful vigor.

It was a good night's sleep.

Qiu Sheng clenched her hands tightly, her thumbs slowly pressed each knuckle, complex and indistinguishable emotions rose in her heart towards someone who disappeared for no reason and plotted against the emperor.

He admitted that Chu Yu's appearance and temperament are very suitable for him, and he can even easily make him, a veteran in love, collapse and lose control.It's just that the vows he made to make people happy are mostly deceitful. These stupid words forged in the lees can be blurted out almost without brain thinking, and even he himself can't tell how much truth there is in them. , somewhat false.

It is said that things develop step by step in this way, but it is just that the two love each other for life and death, or they see each other and hate each other for old age and never get along.

But these two kinds of results seem unlikely to be accomplished by Chu Yu.

He can't bear to turn into another person if he likes it, and he can't bear it when someone helps him win a battle and saves thousands of people from the Northwest Army.

Qiu Sheng was stunned for a while, and suddenly realized that Chu Yu had escaped from her shell, and it was still unknown whether she would come back, and she was worrying about unwarranted worries here like an old woman.

Well, after sleeping for two days, I became demented.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Dining Room has prepared desserts and cakes. Your Majesty has not eaten for two days. Eat some." Li Ci took the celadon plate from the cook of the Imperial Dining Room and neatly stacked it in front of Qiu Sheng. "Your Majesty, please use honey honeycomb Cake, Pine Nut Lily Crisp, Huangqiao Shaobing, Emerald Shrimp Dumplings, Furong Steamed Egg Custard..."

Qiu Sheng squinted at the small and exquisite pastries, and for some reason remembered the unfinished candied dates that were left on the table that day.

Should it be broken?Have you tidied up?Also... Can I eat it?

Then, for some reason, I couldn’t eat anything from the imperial dining room. Before Li Ci Yuyun finished reading a long list of menus, Qiu Sheng waved his hands: "Let’s put it aside, and you all stand down too. Tell all the ministers today And don't come to visit for now, just say to the outside world that I'm drowsy and won't see my courtiers... Well, let's just leave it at that... Hey, wait a minute."

Li Ci: "Your Majesty orders."

"If Mr. Jiang comes, don't stop him, lead him to the side hall first." After talking, he waved his hand and ordered Li Ci to kneel down. Qiu Sheng was about to return to the bed for a good night's sleep, but the mattress was really soft. It was outrageous, he just gently put his two long legs up, and half of the batter-like bed sank.When he put his head on it, he seemed to be floating in a bubble of water, tossing and turning without sleepiness.

He didn't think about the fact that he had slept for two full days and two nights, and if he slept again, he would be comparable to the pig brothers in the circle. Instead, his mother-in-law blamed him for getting up.

He slumped across the bed, staring at the candle lamp and thinking about life.

The Imperial Forest Army has already been dispatched, and the northwest has been set. The key is the problem of the navy, which will be really difficult to solve in a while.I've never heard of any royal secrets being held by the Su family before, even if there were, would it be fun for Dayue Jinyiwei to keep them?

He ignored the fact that he hadn't spent much time in the palace since he was a child, instead he cared about the many problems of his old father who passed away.

Qiu Sheng shook her head and got up from the bed. Taking advantage of Li Ci's absence, she sneaked away along the window and went to the imperial hospital in the middle of the night.

The old imperial doctors in the imperial hospital are all very expensive. They used to be pampered by the first emperor in the past, and they didn't touch anyone except the delicate princes and grandchildren in the royal family.Bisheng Qiu Sheng was a freak, and as soon as he was in charge, he secretly announced to break this rule. The so-called secret was that only the Royal Hospital and Jiang Chen knew about it.Because of this, Han Jianhua, who was covered in blood all over his body, lay down majestically under the pearl cotton brocade quilt that he had never laid down before.

It's just that he was still in a coma for the past two days, and he didn't even know that he was enjoying this kind of happiness.

The bastard emperor thoughtfully showed him where he was lying.

Seeing that his face was not as pale as it was two days ago, Qiu Sheng stretched out his hand to light the hollow of his knee and pinched him fiercely, and turned on the gas lamp by the table with the other hand.

It took a while for the gas lamp to come on, and before the fire was on, Han Jianhua turned over and drew his sword with a muffled grunt. When he turned his wrist and was about to strike, Qiu Sheng gently pushed back the unsheathed sword.

"What did you do? It was me." Qiu Sheng padded the pillow for him and leaned against his back, furtively took out two small jars from his bosom, "Zhuyeqing or Tusu wine?"

As a wounded woman, Han Jianhua, who was awakened in the middle of the night, couldn't laugh or cry, and reached out to pick up Zhuyeqing: "Why did you visit me late at night?"

Qiu Sheng didn't live in the palace since he was a child. He usually had nothing to do, either hunting bandits in the small forests of the counties or fooling around in the Nandaying military camp. The old general Han who died of tuberculosis not long ago treated this unfavored little prince more than his own son. They are all close to each other, this rather generous son not only doesn't care about Qiu Sheng's revenge against his father, but worships him, the two of them call each other brothers in private, and don't mention respect or inferiority.

No one expected that Qiu Sheng's two swords would become the emperor in the end, but this man's heart was wider than the sky, and the throne was nothing, and everything with Han Jianhua was as usual.

"Come and see how you've been beaten up." Qiu Sheng poured his wine with his head up, and a bitter herbal fragrance filled his mouth. He took the pen and paper by the light of the gas lamp, and grinded the ink himself. You were seriously injured, but the first two days... hey, you know that too."

While he was talking, he wrote out a few strokes. Han Jianhua poked his head over and managed to make out the meaning from the flamboyant cursive script: the wall has ears, and you and I talk with pen.How did the southern border dispatch soldiers?

Han Jianhua noticed something was wrong when he received the order to transfer troops in Jiangnan. In the eyes of others, Qiu Sheng might be just a little prince with no knowledge and skills, but he knew his temper well.Even if there is no one to supervise him, King Nan Xiao has studied the Four Books and Five Classics by himself, and practiced kung fu while seeing the chickens dancing.

Such a person who understands the art of war and has been on the battlefield in the South Day Camp can't make such a deceitful decision to transfer [-] troops, which clearly means the death of the South Day Camp.

"I'm afraid I'm very tired after a trip to the northwest. It's normal to rest for two days. Don't jump around on the battlefield for nothing in the future, don't let your little body be exhausted." Han Jianhua took the pen and wrote: At that time The battle situation was urgent, and as soon as the order to transfer troops arrived, someone was transferred there.Now, if you look closely at the jade seal soldier talisman, although the disguise is very similar, there are flaws in the end.It must have been made by a very skillful and fine craftsman. If he is given a longer time, he may be able to confuse the real one with the real one.

Han Jianhua was also careless when he was a child. After practicing swords enough, he went to the nearby craftsmen to learn from his master. After a long time, he really figured out a lot of tricks, and now he can be regarded as half an expert. up.

Qiu Sheng responded with his mouth, and his subordinates wrote: I have seen the dispatch of troops, and it is true.This person is among the courtiers and has a high position and authority. You should be more careful in the future.How is the current manpower at Nan Daying?

Han Jianhua looked at him and nodded, thought for a moment, and wrote: The Nanman itself did not pose a fatal threat, but the Western dog □□ shot a short cannon, and the brothers couldn't escape in time, causing heavy casualties.Of the three soldiers and horses, the 5000 Shu Army has been reduced by half, and the [-] Fire Army has [-] left, and the Jia Army has less losses, only [-] people.

Unlike the Northwest Army, which is divided into several battalions, each battalion has various types of arms, the South Camp has a clear division of labor into three arms, and they also take care of each other when fighting. Disadvantages.

The situation is much better than that of the Northwest Army. Qiu Sheng's brain is not focused on words, and he loses the door when he runs on the train. Sensible, bring me two back to satisfy my cravings, the cooks in the palace are all very old-fashioned, it's really the fat in the belly of mosquitoes - there is no oil or water in it."

Han Jianhua was stunned, and hurriedly wrote: How do you want me to answer the call?

The listener who was hanging on the beam outside the room also didn't know what to say. How dare you come here in the middle of the night just for one and a half ducks?Was this emperor a starving ghost in his previous life?

Qiu Sheng was busy thinking about business, and couldn't remember what he just said. When he looked up and was at a loss, he heard a soft sound from the window lattice. The two of them drew their swords and looked towards the window together. They saw a little red bird fluttering its short wings. came in.

He squinted his eyes and glanced at it, and it became clear in his heart.

Chu Yu's tomato eggs.

The person ran away without a trace, and then sent a little red bird to deliver the letter. It was the first time for Qiu Sheng to see such a crooked psychopath for the first time.

不过他这人为数不多的优点之一便是不迁怒于人，爱屋及乌是一回事，人要不得了，也不至于把鸟捆好了暴揍一顿。What's more, it's his problem that he can't figure out Chu Yu, he is still well informed, at least Jin Yiwei Dali Temple and Jiang Chen can't catch up with him.

He reached out to pick up the tomato egg, but saw that the red hair on the little thing's back had been pulled out by life, and blood was oozing faintly from the flesh, which was obviously a fresh injury.

Qiu Sheng looked out of the window with a cold face, only seeing a cold moon.Turning his head to write as if nothing had happened, he said: "I'm laughing, this is my own little pet. I love wandering outside in the middle of the night. No, I have to leave a window for this bastard. Big winter Yes, I can’t sleep well even when I’m sleeping.” But the pen fell into ink: This bird understands human nature, and it hurts the thieves outside.

After he finished speaking, he found the mechanism familiarly, and a small roll of paper fell out of nowhere. It was rice paper made of broken Haiyu wood. A piece of paper as big as a desk can be folded a few times. Knead to the size of a sheep droppings ball.Qiu Sheng unfolded the letter paper and covered half of the bed. Han Jianhua had lived in the Jiangnan border for a long time and had never seen such a magic weapon. It was as fresh as watching Western magic, and he couldn't bear to blink his eyes.

The paper succinctly stated the reason why Beili has a large number of rare scorpions and related rough countermeasures, reminding the Northwest Army to take precautions and not to relax their vigilance.Most of the remaining area is reserved for the extremely detailed map of the northwest border, and even the three main garrison points of Beili are marked. If you have to find something wrong, you just can’t explain where the local library is located. In this place, it is presumed that the supernatural powers such as Tianyuan Temple have not been able to find out the details.

The skeleton of Chu Yu's characters is neat and decent, but there are some romantic outlines hidden in the details. Qiu Sheng traced the handwriting on the paper with his fingertips and sighed softly.

what is this?Is it this kind of seclusion to live in seclusion outside the mountains and rivers?Doesn't come to bother his heart but is thousands of miles away?Isn't this digging out his heart?

Speechless for a while.

Taking advantage of Qiu Sheng's momentary distraction, Han Jianhua had roughly read the manuscript of the map. Even though he was not familiar with the situation of the Northwest Army, he was secretly amazed, but at the same time, he was vaguely worried and frightened.

This is not the handwriting of anyone he has met, whether it is Gao Lifang, who grew up in the army and waited for a long time, or Dong Qi, the Shangshu of the Ministry of War, who was born in the middle of the court, there is no combination of such delicate thoughts and lofty perspectives. courage.If this person is an ally, he probably has three points of confidence in prison, but if he is an enemy, he may not be able to sleep peacefully.

Can't help but write down: "Where is this messenger?"

Qiu Sheng frowned, he just guessed about Chu He's background based on limited information, so he had to prevaricate: "People from Tianyuan Temple."

Han Jianhua is a monk-phobic patient. It is not easy to research the reason. I just feel that the bald heads are like the lingering egg essence in the ghost stories I heard when I was a child. I want to meet this person's eagerness Immediately froze from the scare of the bald donkey, swallowed Zhuyeqing to suppress the shock, and changed the topic: I woke up yesterday, and Zizhong came to report that the imperial forest army lost to the Nanman Western soldiers and was on standby to withdraw.

Qiu Sheng sent the Imperial Forest Army early in the morning to keep Jiangnan by chance, but now that Jiangnan is not guaranteed, it is really not worthwhile to use the Imperial Forest Army, which is one in a hundred in the palace, to go head-to-head with the cannon.

Knowing the time of retiring from trial to assess the situation, the pride and blood in Qiu Sheng's heart can still be suppressed by reason.They made it clear that they wanted to punish him, so he took a few steps back along the direction of the wind, leaving some room for a comeback, not to mention the worrying state treasury of Dayue, which really couldn't afford the Royal Forest Army to toss around outside.

The Yulin soldiers held a cirrus blade, and a set of light armor and heavy armor. The guns and ammunition used were top-grade from all over the country. Eight thousand Yulin soldiers spent almost as much money as the entire Southern Camp.

"Drink less wine, you are still seriously injured, take it away." The subordinate said: You can rest assured to recover from your injuries, I am afraid you will not be able to come back when you are busy with the peace talks these two days, if something happens, just send a letter.

Han Jianhua is actually not a good wine drinker, but Qiu Sheng is alone in the wine jar and always sighs and sighs that there is no one to accompany him, so he is forced to be a wine boy with him.Bamboo Leaf Green in his hand only drank [-]%, just about to start a verbal fight, but a person outside the door yelled: "Who!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of bricks and tiles, and the two exchanged glances, knowing that the eavesdropper ran along the roof.

The person outside the door came in and made a big salute first: "Your Majesty, please see me."

It was Jiang Chen.

As soon as the old man heard that Qiu Sheng had woken up, he rushed forward dangling a handful of old bones that were about to fall apart, and ended up meeting an empty house. After a calculation, he came to the imperial hospital.

"Please." Qiu Sheng helped him up, "What's the matter, Mr. Jiang?"

"The Ministry of Rites has already arranged the peace talks. The Minister of Rites, Hu Tiandu, Lord Hu will lead the 20 people from the Ministry of Rites to Jiangnan. Preparations for the gift and money are also being stepped up. Everything has been arranged according to His Majesty's will, except for one thing," Jiang Chen paused. Dun, "In the past, if there was a negotiation between the two parties, the translators were arranged by the Nanman. This time, the shaman Chuanmu claimed that it was inconvenient for their translators to come, and asked the Dayue court to prepare someone who could speak the barbarian language."

Qiu Sheng bit her lip, frowning tightly.

If it is inconvenient to come here, it is clearly to provoke and demonstrate at him.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is the usual practice between the two countries. Shaman Chuanmu knew that he had to take advantage of the fire to get more benefits from Dayue. Qiu Sheng would do his best to stop the war anyway, and he knew it well.

There is no need to worry about no firewood to keep the green hills, even though what the late emperor left him is a dead mountain that is about to dry up.

"Go to the south of the Yangtze River to find people. Get closer. There must be people who can speak the Nanman language." Han Jianhua said, looking at Qiu Sheng, but he slowly shook his head.

Jiang Chen said: "It's too late."

"Time is tight, we can't exhaust the patience of the shaman Chuanmu," Qiu Sheng continued, "Go to Tianyuan Temple and find someone who can be used. I will write a letter to Master Jingran first. I would like to ask the old man to help you find someone. There are many capable people in Tianyuan Temple, so it is not difficult to find an interpreter. Besides, ordinary people may not be able to go to the peace negotiation table without training. Possibly, if we try our best to maintain stability, such a newcomer will not be needed.”

Jiang Chen was taken aback when he heard this, and asked, "When will Your Majesty be able to make friends with Master Jingran of Tianyuan Temple?"

"It's just a coincidence." Qiu Sheng had already laid out a piece of Haiyu wood letter paper at this time, and began to write nonsense when he lost his words. "A few years ago, I was hunting mountain monkeys in Tiancheng, Huadu. There are three or two skilled craftsmen, and there are some meat grinders that can eat people's arms. One roll and one leg can be very powerful...Hey, Jianhua, help me fold it carefully, don't miss the corners, the master is a careful person."

Jiang Chen was stupefied by this tool that eats arms and chews legs, and after reacting for a long time, he remembered that there seemed to be such a thing in Tianyuan Temple. It was made of iron, with a long pole, and on the head was a steel ring with spikes inside. When using it, the head is fixed, and the wrist is turned along with the strength, and the thing bitten by the spikes can be easily unscrewed.It's just that I figured out that this object was originally intended for picking fruits from high branches. It is estimated that all the wisdom of the bald donkeys in the temple would not be able to guess what Long Live God was going to do with this object.

If he knew it, he wouldn't borrow him anymore, Jiang Chen looked at Qiu Sheng and sighed helplessly, wondering what this stinky brat said to deceive Jing Ran.

The letter was naturally sent by tomato eggs. Not to mention the slow running of the flying pigeons used in the palace and the army, once the weather changed slightly, they would bump into it and send the letter in a confusing manner. Just missed the hour.

Tomato Dan obeyed Chu Yu's order, but also understood the instructions of others, and flew straight to the Xiangshui area.Coincidentally, the owner of the pavilion was still in Tianyuan Temple and had never moved, so he happened to see it.

Jing Ran read it to him, and after reading two sentences, he would boast hundreds of sentences. Because Chu Zhu was covered with disguise ointment at this time, he couldn't open his mouth, so he wished he could not stop yelling in the ear of the pavilion master: "The poor monk also said His Majesty will order someone to go to the south of the Yangtze River to find someone who can speak both languages ​​to serve as an interpreter. I didn’t expect him to think clearly and save time and effort to find the poor monk to ask for someone. Lord Chu, this is God helping you!"

Chu Yu raised his head with a confused face, and closed his eyes tiredly.

His face is tall and handsome like that of a foreigner, but now it is really a time of turmoil. Since his face has changed, all traces of the foreigner must be erased on his face, otherwise he will attract the suspicion of the courtiers and reveal his true colors. It is also difficult to explain clearly.

man...

He pursed his lips and fell into a sleepy sleep.