White Feather Huaisha

Wu Jue built a pergola under a barren slope. In front of the shed, under the sun, civil servants and generals who had surrendered to the new emperor knelt down. Four maids beside him waved fans for him.

The little emperor smiled silently, "Can I call you if I have nothing to do?"

Su Yu had just "solved" Wu Xing's going or staying for him, and felt that there was a mountain to explain, so he rode his horse over, got off his horse, ignored He Daxi who was kneeling at the end of the team, and patted his robe before walking over.

The sun was blazing outside the shed, and Wu Yan was clearly in the shade, but somehow felt that the figure in white outside the shed was dazzlingly bright.

The sun illuminated Su Yu's ears red and transparent, and when he got closer, he could see the tiny blood vessels inside and the fluff on the skin surface.

Just like the small and sweet peaches that Jiuhuiling paid tribute to the Weidu Palace, they are also like the lavender covering on the paulownia flowers, which are fragrant, soft and still, and should be enjoyed on celadon dishes.

As soon as his thoughts fell, Su Yu had already walked in, the bright sunlight subsided in an instant, and the obvious exhaustion and paleness from staying up late appeared, exactly the same as the expression on Xie Huai's face.

Two people have been together for a long time, whether they have facial features or minds, there are always some things that will become more and more similar.Both of them like to squint their eyes to look at the sky, and when they are silent, they are extraordinarily handsome and fresh, and sometimes they don’t even need to look at each other. As soon as Xie Huai leaned back on the chair, Su Yu would lean back and lie on his lap, closing his eyes.

It was as if behind him was a mountain piercing the clouds that could not be moved by manpower.

Wu Wei suddenly remembered that when Wu Wei was alive, he had taught him a way to judge people: those with soft ears have soft hearts, and those with hard ears have hard hearts.

The civil servants under his feet were complaining about their mistakes, but Su Yu interjected: "Your Majesty, the matter that His Majesty ordered the last general to do last night—"

The little emperor raised his hand suddenly, "This matter is not important. Lord Su, can I touch your ear?"

Su Yu was stunned for a moment, and the civil servant was also stunned.

The little emperor said again, "Ear."

Su Yu felt that the little emperor's hobbies were more special than Xie Huai's - he didn't know why he would think of the word "hobby", but he felt a little nervous.

Fortunately, Wu Yi adhered to the method of repeating, repeating, repeating, repeating, repeating, and immediately took his hand back, "Forget it. Emperor Zhou went to the jade field with my grandfather to choose jade. Master Su Hou rested here, and we will come together later." Let’s go back to Khotan for the celebration banquet. The banquet is in the evening, so let’s hurry up, it’s still too early to go back.”

The old king is a crazy person, and he loves to invite people to dinner in his life. Last night, Xie Huai slapped his ass and went to war after drinking half of it. The monks of the Mahayana Temple were blown to the palace to give lectures to the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty—by the way, a banquet was held.

Su Yu didn't really want to rest with him, but he really didn't want to leave for a while.

Because I got closer, I realized that the little emperor has a vicious eye. This is the original site of the refugee village where he was stationed when he was the Yingyang Guard. There should be many tombstones on the barren slope behind the shed, but it seems that they have been ran away. The iron hooves that came and went broke.

At the end of summer, Qiuhu took the lead in making his debut in the Northland, and the sun was particularly vicious.

Su Yu stood up the wooden sticks on the rocky slope, and one of them was broken by stepping on it. He searched his memory, but he still couldn't think of the girl's name, and Xie Huai's face and voice came out first.

Xie Da understood that he would still treat him as a little amnesiac with bitterness and hatred, scolding him was neither beating nor beating, so he could only wrap him in a smelly cloak for a while, "I haven't seen you for a while, Su Yu "For a while, let it go! Don't let it go! Why do I need you to teach me?!"

It's like a neurosis.

It is estimated that he will not need to come to Longzhou again in the future. The northern border has been completely stabilized, so he can concentrate on other things.

Su Yu sat there beating his head under the sun for a while, until he fell into a drowsy state, and his limbs lost strength. Finally, he remembered the name of San Lun's sweetheart, Uncle Liu's youngest daughter.He took a new wooden board, wrote "Ayue" on it, and erected it again. He estimated that it was almost time, and walked towards the arbor.

Probably because he stayed up late for too long, and the old injury hadn't healed, he was really tired today. After walking two steps, he broke out in a cold sweat. He stood still and bent down to rub his knees.

He heard Wu Jue talking to the maid, who said, "Your Majesty, who was that just now?"

The little emperor thought for a while, and replied, "It's my husband."

"gentlemen"?

Su Yu didn't feel that he had taught Wu Jue anything, but Wu Jue taught him more and more that people's hearts are not enough to swallow images, and people can't look like people.

When he went in for a drink, there was no one around, only Wu Wei was left staring at him with his round bald head propped up, "Are you going to Da Zhou?"

Beiji people always seem to be confused about "go" and "return", and divide the territories of all countries in the world as they like.

Su Yu said, "Yes."

Wu Wei said, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Seeing that he was going to talk nonsense and perfunctory, Wu Jue quickly added: "If you are embarrassed to say it, just write it on paper, and I can go back and read it."

Su Yu put down the cup, really picked up the pen and dipped in the ink, wrote a few words on a piece of paper, then paused again.

Wu Yi didn't keep his promise at all. He leaned on the table and leaned next to him, saying "Do you have a fever" and "Why don't you write?" Today, and then what?"

Su Yu pressed his sore eye sockets and said, "I can't think of it."

Wu Jue's hand suddenly approached, squeezed his ear, and quickly put it down, "No."

Su Yu's ear bones are very hard, like his waist, like his person.

Wu Jue was a little unhappy, and something unpleasant came up in his subconscious.

Su Yu rubbed his ears, as if he wanted to wipe away the traces of his touch, "...Why? Why not?"

Wu Jue stared at his fingers and said, "It must be finished."

Su Yu put down his pen, "I'll make it up for Your Majesty when we meet in the future, we should go."

Wu Jue seemed to have no interest in the matter of "we can meet again in the future", folded the piece of paper and stuffed it into his arms, asked the guards to help him get on the horse, walked for a while, and asked again: " Lord Su, do you have anything you want to ask me?"

The two were left far behind by the guards, and the little emperor seemed a little sad to part. Su Yu felt the atmosphere was heavy, and said with a smile, "Who did your majesty say I was?"

Wu Jue turned his head back, hiding his white face in the shadow of the sun.

Su Yu thought he was crying, but he thought it was impossible.After a long time, the little emperor finally turned his face calmly, and looked straight into his eyes with Buddha-like eyes, "Who do you want to be for me, Su Yu?"

The tone was indescribably ambiguous and weird, and Su Yu was taken aback for a moment, feeling a chill all over his body, and even felt that he was hallucinating, "What did you say?"

Like introducing the material of the beams and bedposts of the palace, Wu Wei introduced it plainly: "I want you. If you are willing to stay with me forever, that is the best. If you don't want to, it doesn't matter," the little emperor finally bent Curving the corners of her lips, she said with an almost romantic smile: "I have a whole palace now, you don't have to stay in the tower like Jialan, it will stink."

Su Yu's mind was blank, and his hand subconsciously reined in the horse's rein.

Last night it was "Don't kill my uncle", which is the most important thing, today it is "This matter is not important".

There is no time to think about the connection between "Jialan" and "stinky", he hasn't seen Xie Huai for a long time.

The so-called "Xie Huai has gone to Yuchang" is probably a rumor spread by Wu Jue!

Wu Jue held the rein of the white horse unskillfully, looked at Su Yu who turned his head stiffly, and the voice of the young man in white was wet and harsh, "Did he offend you?"

Wu Jue raised his chin, and said in surprise, "Will he help me for nothing? Put yourself in the same place," he thought for a while, "If it was me, I would appoint a big Sima."

Wrong, all wrong.They have made thousands of calculations, calculated the combat power of each soldier, and firmly believed that even if Wu Hao was going to attack, he had no soldiers in his hands, and there were at least ten days left for them—except that Wu Hao didn't even count for one day. I don't want to be locked in a cage, even if the cage is only made of soft gold thread.

None of the guards around Wu Jue were from Khotan, and he had been secretly dispatching troops from Beiji since last night.

Back then when Xie Huai walked into the Weiyang Palace with great ambitions, the group of white-clothed Qing should have been so caught off guard.The spring snow in the high position is blinding, but there is never a lack of fresh ambition and vitality in this world.

Su Yu's movements were as fast as lightning, and he leaned over and pinched his collar almost in an instant, speaking as fast as a cannonball, "The rule of Da Sima has existed since ancient times, if you stay safe, He is a link, if you are not benevolent, he is a warning! You only do good things, why should you be guilty?!"

"It's not because of this." Wu Wei said, "No."

The temperature of Su Yu's whole body was rapidly draining, the lips of the little emperor in front of him opened and closed, and the wind poured the child's voice into his ears word by word: "It was when I was collecting firewood outside the Great Wall. I asked him,' Are you Su Yu's wife?' Do you know how he replied?"

Wu Wei's smile slowly disappeared into the scorching air, and his voice became colder and colder, "He dared to answer me, 'He is my family'."

Xie Huai's "family" seems to have a different meaning from his "family", but both are unpleasant.The two words themselves are sinful, no matter who they are.

"Since then, I have made up my mind that he must die."

Su Yu suddenly let go of his hand.Wu Jue straightened his collar, looked ahead, tapped his eyelids casually, and smiled optimistically and brightly again, "Besides, isn't he dying anyway?"

Almost only the sound of the mighty south wind was left in my ears, and debris of wood chips and paper ashes drifted from the stream. I don't know who was burning the paper money. Half of the white circle was blown by the wind and landed on the back of Su Yu's hand. As soon as it was touched, it flew away whirling with a fiery temperature.

When the whip touched the ground, there was a loud "snap".Su Yu bent down fiercely, and rushed out like an arrow from the string.

Wu Jue remained calm and gave orders: "I want him."