White Feather Huaisha

Su Yu rubbed his hand that was covered with finger prints, and said slowly and roguely: "I heard that you are quite flamboyant. Don't you know what people who like people want to do?"

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The swords of the Beiji people are powerful, if not for the fear of pain, Xie Huai would have wanted to do it for himself.

Xie Huai laughed silently for a while, only to hear Su Yu continue: "Don't you like me too?"

Xie Huai's eyes gradually became silent, and the night was filled with smiles, revealing traces of hesitation.

In fact, Xie Huai did not have answers to Su Yu's questions.But no matter how many beautiful desires, they are still out of reach in front of a person who "can't" in the first place.

The answer was there, but he didn't even want to look at himself, let alone think about what was wrong with him, let alone open himself up.

But God happened to let him meet a young man named Su Yu.Su Yu gently kneaded the lump of blood on his chest into a crimson flower, and then put it into his palm full of hope.

There is no fragrance of flowers and no weight, but Su Yu's eyes are brand new, and the spring is indeed in his palm, which is sure.

Xie Huai felt like a cow that had been hungry for the whole winter, regurgitating the appearance of spring thousands of times, and finally mustered up the courage to look down, and saw the criss-cross lines on the palm of his hand.

Every palm print is a knife mark, destined to be horizontal in front, or sprinkled down on the head.He can't run away in a hurry, and he can't turn a blind eye. He has to see every bifurcated curve clearly and accurately, and there is no room for a shadow.

Three years ago, Xie Huai took the pill of feigning death to push the boat along the river. It can be said that he was not naive, and he just pushed away the last period of arrogant youth of King Huai so drastically.Now that three years have passed, the hateful crosswind has penetrated into every aging joint of the dynasty. Those extravagant hopes for the country and the ambition for meaning have surpassed everything else, and Su Yu cannot be an exception.

The world is narrow for him, so he wants to drive his horse across the big river and step out of the sky 33 times beyond the sky.

The petals in the palm of the hand are light crimson, the calyx is deep red, blown by the non-existent wind, the cinnabar-colored flower heart trembles like a blink of an eye, very much like the eyelashes of a young man.He looked at it in his heart for a long time, but decided to take the flower away.

Su Yu slept all day, his hair was messed up and fluffy.Xie Huai stretched out his hand to cover the messy kitten-like hair, and replied in a nutshell: "I don't like you. ——There's no need to be angry, the problem is with me. I don't like anyone, I don't care. I understand. Is it? Some people just don’t have time to like people, and I do.”

Su Yu said sullenly: "What do you mean not being free? The mole here hasn't been caught yet, where are you going?"

Xie Huai's hand touching his head quickly turned into a flick of his fingers, and he flicked his forehead two hundred and fifty-one times, "Let me take care of everything. What does the imperial court support Li Cunnian for? Keep your voice down."

That night in the Beiji military camp there was a secret tunnel underwater, He Geng dragged Su Yu for a long time, naturally to cover others from escaping.He Geng is a school lieutenant in charge of a hundred miles of borders, so what is the rank of the person who can make He Geng risk his life to protect it?

It can be seen that He Geng was just a food delivery man, and there were important figures in the camp at that time, but it was a pity that he ran away.

Who is the big shot, can't care about right now.Now the most troublesome thing for Xie Huai and Li Cunnian is another thing - there are spies in the Longzhou Army.

The night attack was quite sudden at that time, but He Geng still had time to cross half of the hill to the water prison and killed more than 20 people, so someone must have tipped off the news.

Beiji's sharp minions turned into soft fingers, and penetrated into the city of Dazhou. No one knew when the people around him would be replaced by spies without anyone noticing.

Xie Huai discovered the clues in Qingzhou, and indeed there is a problem in Longzhou.

Su Yu's head was blown and he didn't have much reaction. He just rubbed his forehead, "Where are you going?"

Xie Huai took out a letter from his bosom, and Su Yu took it, but couldn't see anything clearly under the moonlight, "Bad... Huai? What's the word?"

Xie Huai was too lazy to light the lamp, so he opened Su Yu's claws, took the letter back, and summed it up concisely: "Don't read it. It's an obituary from Jinling."

Who needs to notify Xie Huai when someone is dead?

Su Yu was startled, "... His Majesty is dead? You don't have a father?"

Xie Huai flicked out again, "I think it's beautiful. It's Yuan Gong."

The father and son of the emperor and Xie Huai committed too much crime, and the emperor was also a person who ruined other people's lives. Like Xie Huai, it was unlucky to bump into anyone—although it was hard to say who would beat the other between them.

Three years ago, Yuan Ye had a meeting with the emperor. After being stripped of his military power and returning to the southern border, his health continued to deteriorate.When I was young, I led soldiers all the year round, and my whole body was full of old injuries. When I got old, the cold winter was even more difficult.

The Wen, tendons and martial bones that used to cross the mountains and rivers were finally ground into a fragile and hollow old bone by the years.

On a certain morning in this winter, Yuan Ye woke up early, found the whetstone as usual, and carefully took care of the precious sword bestowed by the emperor that year.

The tooth-piercing sound of sharpening the knife didn't last long. When Yuan Jingzhi pushed open the door, he saw cold blood all over the place.

I don't know whether Mr. Yuan suffered a stroke and fell on the edge of the sword, or he just couldn't bear it and planned to kill himself. In short, the old man has passed away long ago.

The obituary was passed on to Jinling, and from Jinling to Xie Huai.

Although Yuan Ye lost his military power, the Gaotang army that commanded the southern border was still Yuan Ye's subordinates back then. Once Yuan Ye died, the group of soldiers who had been angry for a long time would definitely take action.In addition, all the members of the Yuan family from the eldest to the fifth were killed in battle, and there was only one delicate sixth lady left in the whole family—the one who almost went to the king's city with a knife to settle accounts with the emperor.

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if Yuan Jingzhi is still loyal and willing to bow down for Jinling, she is a woman after all.Dazhou paid attention to the fact that there were no women in the army, and after many calculations, no one in the entire southern region could hold back.

The emperor was regarded as an overlord in his life, unifying the stormy Zhou Dynasty, but he failed to achieve great harmony in the world.Up to now, Da Zhou has just cleaned up the famine of refugees covering the Central Plains. As for the chaos and dissatisfaction and customs and grievances on the border, there is no time to take care of it.

Folks often say that the emperor is incompetent in his later years, but people with a discerning eye know that this is not even the weights and measures to distinguish between a foolish ruler and a wise ruler. There are wide and narrow minds and high and low means, but there is no even a blurred gray line between internal and external chaos.The debate between the so-called "the backbone of a country cannot be bent" and "the world will not be settled if a house is not swept away" is like a struggle between bones supporting the Great Wall and bones exposed in the wild. It is a futile paradox in the first place.

There is no need to wait for the king's order to be announced urgently, Su Yu can tell that Xie Huai has to go back to Jinling, and maybe he has to go to the south.

Su Yu sat up slowly, and went down to push the door—the campsite was lit up, and the black flag of the Huben Army had already been unfurled, and they were in the final formation.

Xie Luan was still dozing off with the pillow in his arms, but was thrown onto the horse by Yanyan, "Don't sleep, don't sleep, I'll give you back the pillow! Forget it, forget it, hold it, you don't need to return it..."

Su Yu closed the door and searched for clothes all over the world.

Xie Huai said, "Why?"

Su Yu dug out the old clothes, "Take me."

Xie Huai might be going to the southern border, and he might be going to war.At least in terms of fighting, Su Yu knew that he was quite reliable.

However, Xie Huai put his elbows on the table, stroked his chin and thought for a while, "Why are you taking me?"

It's different from before, now a contempt can stop Xiao Su from talking.

The movements of Su Yu's hands paused, "...you just came to say goodbye to me, didn't you?"