[Han Ye] Unknown guest

The willows are blown in spring, and catkins fall on every tile in the capital.

The practice field was crowded with people, the sergeants' cloth armors were rubbed against each other, the muttering became louder and louder, everyone gathered together, stretching their necks desperately to see the scene inside, they consciously formed a circle, leaving an unbearable The room that can be used as a ring is excitedly waiting for a rare martial arts performance.

This competition was decided two days ago. Both sides are the two school lieutenants and generals of the Eleventh Guards. Everyone bet together to win or lose.Even the momentum of this matter attracted several other captains, who were coming to watch as if they were joining in the fun. The sergeants immediately gave way in fright, and the leader said: "You said that these two love to compete all day long, why don't you I'm too tired to panic."

"Brother Lin, I don't understand now." Sun Zheping folded his hands and stood lazily, "I'm enjoying it."

"But having said that, this is the first time Han Wenqing and Ye Xiu have formally performed martial arts," Huang Shaotian interjected, "The letter of war is almost posted at the intersection of the stone steps in the harem, I'm afraid that others will not know that they are going to fight , How many unrelated people outside the army have come here today, what kind of gimmick are they arguing about, I have never seen such a pushy person before."

"Shh, stop talking, here we come."

Lin Jingyan signaled them to be silent, two figures had already stepped into the two sides of the martial arts arena, and before anyone could take a closer look, a bright silver light galloped towards them, making an extremely loud howling sound, and everyone sighed with emotion. It was the legendary God of War who was evil.Han Wenqing didn't like to see Ye Xiu make such a false move every time. He stood still, wearing only black iron armor. Han Wenqing lowered his head and tightened the leather sheath wrapped around his palm, aiming at the evil sharp spear He directly assumed a fighting posture, like a fierce tiger waiting for an opportunity to kill.

Ye Xiu gripped the handle of the gun tightly, full of condensed fighting spirit, he rarely wore his black hair high today, and looked much more energetic than before, the wind blew the hem of his clothes, and the dragon shape at the end of the gun floated in the sunlight, the young man was full of vigor, Unstoppable, he shouted at Han Wenqing: "It's a deal, don't go back on your word if you lose!"

Han Wenqing sneered: "I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

The performance of martial arts is limited to one stick of incense. At the beginning, you need to toss a copper coin high, and you can fight when the copper coin hits the ground.A sergeant next to him took out a copper coin, trembling, and threw it vigorously into the air. Han Wenqing and Ye Xiu held their breath, and moved their bodies at the same time the moment the copper coin jingled to the ground, detonating the tense atmosphere.

Han Wenqing's fists were blown by the wind, and he attacked Ye Xiu like a tiger roaring. Ye Xiu did not back down. He used the spear's cold light to break the move, and the speed was like lightning. The shape was about to come out, both sides took a step back each, and dozens of moves had been made in an instant.

There was no room for a moment of extra gasp between them, and soon they were close to each other amidst the exclamations of the onlookers. Han Wenqing grabbed Ye Xiu's right arm with a very thin gap, and then set fire to him like an eagle. Ye Xiu raised his knees and quickly kicked Ye Xiu's face sideways. Ye Xiu unhurriedly held the handle of the gun and pushed forward violently. Throwing it up, the shovel slid past Han Wenqing's side, and the moment he caught the handle of the gun again, he turned back, and the tip of the gun had already reached Han Wenqing's shoulder.

Ye Xiu was holding the gun, and was about to use that lore-killing stab, but Han Wenqing dodged it faster than his gun. Han Wenqing used one leg as the axis, and after spinning half the distance away, he suddenly leaned back, letting the The dragon's title was empty, Ye Xiu rushed forward immediately, and swung Que Xieping towards him. Han Wenqing charged towards the spear point without any intention of being biased. With one hand, he directly raised his palm and slapped it, colliding with Han Wenqing's hard fist violently, creating a half-meter-high air wave, shaking the military flag outside the field three times.

"Falling Flower Palm!"

Someone recognized the move and exclaimed in admiration. Without waiting for Ye Xiu's reaction, Han Wenqing quickly withdrew his fist and went on the offensive again. He retracted his knee and rushed up to break away from Ye Xiu's restraint, kicking Ye Xiu's right wrist holding the gun directly. However, Ye Xiu seemed to be He saw through it first, and threw the gun into the palm of his left hand at the critical moment. Han Wenqing failed to knock down his weapon, but immediately pushed it heavily on Ye Xiu's arm with the back of his hand. At the same time, Ye Xiu swung the gun with his left hand, The tip of the spear was already approaching Han Wenqing.

Their movements stopped in an instant, the wind raised dust and catkins, and a strand of white cloth fell down. Han Wenqing spread his palm, and the cloth fell on his hand. Ye Xiu's sleeve burst in the next second. , along the cut and scattered on the ground piecemeal.With a little force on his wrist, Ye Xiu also lifted the black forehead from Han Wenqing's hair.

Everyone was stunned, and no one realized the end of the martial arts performance. It wasn't until Second Lieutenant Zhang Jiale took the lead in applauding that everyone woke up like a dream. They roared and applauded desperately.

The two people in the middle looked calm, Ye Xiu put away his evil spirits, stuck the butt of his gun in the sand, and sighed exaggeratedly: "It's a tie again, what's the point?"

Han Wenqing turned his head in silence, threw the cloth strip in his hand at Ye Xiu, Ye Xiu didn't answer it, but raised his usual smile and heartlessly clasped his fists at the crowd: "Calm down, play normally."

When he turned around again, Han Wenqing had already gone far alone. The soldiers could only see Captain Ye taking out a piece of yellow paper from his pocket. The writing on it seemed to be a black mess. Han Wenqing chased after him in the direction he left, and then they both disappeared from sight.

"Can you walk slowly," Ye Xiu finally called out to Han Wenqing in the deserted corridor, "Let's figure it out again, what should we do about this tie."

The paper was full of circles drawn crookedly, with the names of Han Wenqing and Ye Xiu written on the top respectively, and there were quite a few circles below. With a pat on the chest, he said confidently: "I have two laps more than you, Han Wenqing, I am willing to bet and admit defeat."

They fought half a year ago and started to count the number of matches, whoever wins will win the ring, and the half-year period will last.

Han Wenqing's face darkened, he tore the paper away, and after a while he squeezed out words: "What do you want to do?"

"Look, I scared you." Ye Xiu loved and hurt him, "Don't worry, I won't ask you to do such immoral things as stealing a noble concubine's handkerchief."

He rubbed his chin, thinking about how to make the most of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Han Wenqing was still planning to practice martial arts. He made a gesture to leave, but Ye Xiu quickly stopped him: "Hey, why are you running?"

"Don't tell me I'm leaving," Han Wenqing said helplessly, "I'll talk about it after I think about it, I don't have time to waste it on you."

"All right, all right, I've made up my mind," the young man approached unexpectedly, with sly eyes, and whispered, "Go buy wine, let's go."

……

The dream came to an abrupt end, and Ye Xiu's eyelids were as heavy as lead. He slowly pulled himself out of the extremely long memory, and then felt the constant soreness. He felt that no part of his body was complete. He was completely ravaged by Han Wenqing yesterday, and even now it is extremely difficult to open his eyes.

Ye Xiu said with difficulty: "What time is it..."

After he finished speaking, he was taken aback by the noise he made so dumb that he heard footsteps coming from beside him. Ye Xiu raised his eyes with difficulty, and vaguely saw Han Wenqing sitting on the edge of his bed. Ye Xiu didn't realize it. He blushed again, and he didn't even dare to feel what the place behind him felt like now. He only knew that he must be in a mess, and it was all caused by the person beside him.

"Don't pretend to be dead when you wake up," Han Wenqing said with an imperceptibly awkward voice, "Leave early."

Ye Xiu simply closed his eyes again, not quite calm in his heart, he hadn't really figured out how to face Han Wenqing, after all, they were so... so crazy last night.As long as Ye Xiu thinks about it a little bit, he will remember how Han Wenqing ran rampant inside his body, how he pinched his waist and pumped him wide open and closed, disregarding his cries for mercy, and finally poured his yang essence down to the ground. It's full of him... Now they have to pretend to be calm and pretend to be travelers together, and no one has any intention of mentioning the matter of double cultivation first.

But speaking of this, Ye Xiu got up, and when Han Wenqing closed the door and went downstairs, he sat cross-legged on the bed, calmed down and began to exercise to feel the surge in his dantian.Sure enough, with the protection of Han Wenqing's true energy, coupled with the nourishment of blood essence, his toxins were strongly suppressed a lot, and his luck became much smoother. Ye Xiu breathed out and felt a little relieved.

The house has been cleaned up long ago, there are no collapsed wooden barrels and water stains all over the floor, and I have been cleaned up to dryness, only the quilt that they pressed under them last night was drying on the window sill, and the covering on the body The beds are new.Ye Xiu scratched his cheek, got off the bed, dressed himself, picked up the Myriad Manifestation Umbrella standing by the door, and then opened the door and walked out.

It should be late now, the sun is already in the air, there are few diners in the hotel lobby, Han Wenqing's jet-black suit is particularly eye-catching, he heard Ye Xiu's push on the door, he raised his eyes to look at him, Ye Xiu glanced at him , holding the stairs downstairs, pretending to be careless: "Morning."

Han Wenqing just looked away, Xiao Dian flew forward and stood on Ye Xiu's shoulder and pecked his ear. Ye Xiu suddenly thought that Han Wenqing seemed to have bitten there last night, so he quickly took Xiao Dian and let it out the door.Han Wenqing coughed lightly, stood up, threw a few pieces of silver on the table, and walked out of the inn without saying a word.

The shopkeeper obsequiously sent Ye Xiu out. Seeing Han Wenqing go to lead the horse, Ye Xiu became worried.He had enough internal energy today to dare to use it to cover up his walking posture. The robe somewhat covered his trembling legs. The moment he got up, Ye Xiu was already anxious about riding Han Wenqing's horse today. Still trying to cover it up, Han Wenqing didn't see the clue.

The moment he got on his horse again, Ye Xiu sighed, Han Wenqing gave him a strange look, but Ye Xiu held his umbrella and said nothing.The two of them walked up the official road slowly, Ye Xiu recalled the route on the blueprint, and let Han Wenqing continue to move forward in the southwest mountainous area.

They were silent as if they had made an appointment. After walking for half an hour, Ye Xiu couldn't help teasing Han Wenqing: "Old Han, why didn't you admit it when you got out of bed?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Han Wenqing shuddered and retorted in a low voice.

Ye Xiu curled his lips: "Last night, you tortured me to death, but this morning it seems like you don't recognize me. If you don't know, you think you have some bloody hatred for me."

Even if he couldn't look at the front, Ye Xiu could guess that the person in front must have an expression of wanting to hit him at the moment. Han Wenqing didn't answer, but Ye Xiu knew in his heart that he had refreshed a lot today and had the strength to argue with Han Wenqing. It was all due to Han Wenqing last night. He thought about it and said seriously, "Thank you."

Han Wenqing stopped holding the rope, they were still entangled in the same bed several hours ago, indulged themselves to satisfy each other as if they had given up everything, and still had each other's breath on their bodies, but if they were in love at first Lover, this affair is nothing at all, but they are not, the two of them just did this intimate thing for some unavoidable reason, even they themselves don't know whether their relationship with each other is worthy of being the object of this double cultivation The perfect choice.

If another person had been by Ye Xiu's side last night... Han Wenqing didn't think deeply about it, but pursed his lips.

"Hey, it's a bit of a loss to know that you are willing to help my old enemy despite the difficulty." Ye Xiu patted him on the shoulder, "I want to watch something, don't be depressed."

After he finished speaking, Han Wenqing finally stopped being silent. He stared at Ye Xiu for a second, but Ye Xiu pretended not to see it.

They stepped into the plain of short thorns of haystacks, where the vastness is endless, and the cold wind blows like a tsunami.

Ye Xiu was afraid of the cold when he was young, and he used to wear a rat marten around his neck wherever he went in winter. Han Wenqing used to disdain to say that he didn't have the strength of a general at all, so he insisted on making himself like a weak nobleman until Later, he witnessed Ye Xiu wearing only cloth armor for a uniform uniform, and then stood in the snow with his neck propped up for a whole day, and ended up sneezing wildly for three days in a row, Han Wenqing realized that he might really be hardy The limit is a bit higher than others.

Ye Xiu got a headache from the wind. He didn't have time to tie his hair today, and it was scattered in the wind. The unspeakable part of his body was already uncomfortable, and it was swollen and painful from the saddle. He still had a faint sign of a runny nose. It is futile to hold an umbrella to block the wind, so he can only pray that he can cross the plain as soon as possible.Ye Xiu's nose kept itching, and he had to twitch at every turn. Han Wenqing couldn't listen anymore, so he reined in his horse.

"what happened?"

Ye Xiu thought he had noticed the enemy approaching, and his expression turned serious, but Han Wenqing just took off the suede girdle on his waist, and then threw it back. Ye Xiu subconsciously caught it, and was stunned. It took a while to realize that Han Wenqing was using it as a collar for him.Ye Xiu seemed to have seen a ghost, and said with emotion, "I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"No need to return it."

"Use it, of course, who dares to waste this kind of heart?" Ye Xiu was afraid that he would regret it, so he quickly wrapped himself up tightly, "Tell me, can you keep this kind of enthusiasm forever, don't always be stern. Put on a face, every time I see you, I feel old-fashioned."

Han Wenqing regretted the momentary sympathy he felt just now, and he didn't know if he was hurt by the wind. He just wanted to throw Ye Xiu off the horse and fend for himself.

The sky darkened quickly, the scenery on the plain was monotonous, and Ye Xiu felt uncomfortable under his body. He was tired from sitting and gradually fell asleep, but in order to keep vigilant at all times in case the rebels who were being hunted down caught up with him, Ye Xiu had to Stay awake.Little Dian was tired from flying, so he rested on the horse's mane. Apart from talking to Han Wenqing, Ye Xiu found that he seemed to have no other way to entertain himself.

He raised his hand to pick up a fallen leaf blown by the wind, and he held the dark green half between his fingers. Not long after, Han Wenqing heard a rough leaf flute behind him—Ye Xiu was playing on the flute, like a Like a child.Han Wenqing listened to it for a while, it was a toast song in the army back then, the conditions were limited, Ye Xiu didn't play it very well, and he missed a lot of tunes, but he still played the whole song seriously.

Ye Xiu raised the leaf, somehow he remembered the dream he had last night, it was all about juvenile things.

Idle is idle, Ye Xiu pondered for a while, and then spoke again: "Do you still remember that I sneaked out of the palace with you to buy wine, and you also led the horse, and then threw me in the house like a fugitive? You are on horseback, so many people on the street are watching, but it will ruin my reputation."

Han Wenqing originally wanted to say, "What kind of nonsense are you talking about to ruin your reputation", but he snorted again: "You were a drunk at the time, how dare you want to be prestige."

"..."

Ye Xiu's feet hurt from being poked: "I don't want to either!"

Han Wenqing was silent.If it hadn't been for that night, he might never have known in his life that a dignified God of Fighting would pour alcohol on his hands. What's even more frustrating is that Ye Xiu himself didn't know anything about it, so he just dragged him to try it. Trying something that violated the military regulations, he extorted half a month's salary from himself with great interest, pretended to be a seasoned drinker, and ordered the altar of old-fashioned flower carvings to be served on the table, but he was so drunk that he fell asleep after only one sip.

The memory was vividly outlined by a few scattered words, Ye Xiu buried half of his face in the suede girdle Han Wenqing gave him, revealing a pair of bent eyes: "Hey, that was the only time I could encourage you to do something. The chance of something out of the ordinary is gone, and my heart hurts to death."

After finishing speaking, he slowly added a sentence: "I must ask you for another promise some day."

Han Wenqing replied softly, "Stop dreaming."

There was only the wind howling in the air again, Han Wenqing didn't hear the person behind him continuing to bother him for a long while, and was thinking that it would finally stop, when suddenly his back sank, and it was Ye Xiu who leaned over.Han Wenqing froze, turned to look at him, and found Ye Xiu soundlessly asleep.

Ye Xiu felt that the wind in his ears became quieter, his consciousness was confused, and he finished the unfinished dream of yesterday in his tiredness.

In fact, he was not that drunk back then. Ye Xiu was woken up halfway by the bright lights on Yujie Avenue. He saw Han Wenqing with his back straight, holding the rein with one hand, and seemed to be carrying the vase of flower carvings that Ye Xiu hadn't finished drinking in the other, walking slowly by the side of the horse.

Time slowed down at this moment, they passed through with the sound of silk and bamboo, against the surging flow of people, the capital was as bright as day, and the smoke from the wine shop wrapped around their fingertips, carrying the fragrance of rouge from the red buildings and high pavilions.

Han Wenqing seemed to have stopped. Ye Xiu thought that the other party was going to throw him on the side of the street, but he didn't have the strength to call out, so he could only watch Han Wenqing walking forward alone. The jar was given to a peddler who supported the stall, and they talked for a while, Ye Xiu couldn't hear anything, and it took a long time to see that the peddler seemed to return a pot of hot tea, Han Wenqing took it, and turned around again.

He stood far away at the end of the street, the lights were still flowing, the young general's heart moved slightly, and he just lay lazily on the horse's back, looking at Han Wenqing from afar.