I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai [Rebirth]

Shui Jing said calmly: "Remember your appearance."

Instead of swearing that you will never forget, it is better to engrave it in your heart stroke by stroke.

Xie Wuyi was slightly startled, then pursed his lips and smiled.

He raised his hand to hold Shui Jing's finger, pulled it a little closer and stuck it on his forehead, then closed his eyes, and guided Shui Jing's fingertips to slowly sweep across the eyebrow peaks, temples, eye sockets, cheekbones, and bridge of nose from top to bottom.

It finally settled on the lips.

Xie Wuyi slowly opened his eyes, and asked softly with a smile, "Have you memorized it, Master?"

Shui Jing's fingertips were still attached to his lips, Xie Wuyi's lips moved slightly, and the soft touch immediately became clearer, and the warm breath from the words swept across gently, making the fingertips twitch slightly. itch.

Shui Jing's eyes fell on his lips, and suddenly felt that his fingertips were hot as if they were close to a candlestick. His Adam's apple moved, and he withdrew his hand and said, "Remember it."

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The days stationed in Anyuguan are not as comfortable as those in the palace, but for Xie Wuyi, they are more fulfilling. Every day from morning to dusk, the sound of the school field drills echoes in the sky, and the period of sword training is still every ten days. In addition, it is to practice and study the art of war repeatedly.

Before you know it, the end of the year is approaching, but there is still no news from Daluan.

The twelfth lunar month in Yu Country is not as cold as in the northern countries. If it wasn't for the withered vegetation, it would not even be able to feel that it was the depths of winter.

On New Year's Eve, which coincided with the period of sword practice, Shui Jing shortened the teaching time, stopped before dusk, and entered the pass together with Xie Wuyi.

The border gate was originally a place for the garrison, and all the living facilities were kept simple. Therefore, the styles of all the mansions in Anyu Pass were not much different, including Xie Wuyi's residence naturally.

There is a table and table in the outer room, a few small tables, a bed in the inner room, a bookshelf and a few wooden boxes, other than that, there are no extra decorations.

Since it was New Year's Eve, the practice on that day only lasted for half a day, and the food was much richer than usual, and the prohibition on alcohol was temporarily lifted.

Before dinner, Xie Wuyi led tens of thousands of soldiers on the high platform of the school grounds to worship their ancestors and heaven in accordance with the New Year's Eve tradition in previous years, to inspire the soldiers and reward the soldiers.

Due to the large number of people, the New Year's Eve dinner in the army was more lively than ordinary homes. Xie Wuyi received a few toasts, and after the soldiers had finished eating, they quietly retreated to the room and returned to their residences.

Shui Jing was waiting for him there.

With no change of opinion, Shui Jing asked, "What do you want me to do today?"

Xie Wuyi lifted the hem of his clothes and sat down, saying, "Eat New Year's dinner."

Shui Jing wanted to remind him that he didn't need to eat, but he thought that Xie Wuyi didn't know this, so he didn't say any more.

The meals on the table were exactly the same as those eaten by the soldiers. Although they were a little richer than before, they were also very simple.

His face was slightly flushed, Shui Jing said, "Have you been drinking?"

"Drank a few glasses," Xie Wuyi said, picking up the bowl and chopsticks, "the only time in the army that can't help drinking is New Year's Eve all year round. The soldiers were happy to toast a few glasses, and I drank them all."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Shui Jing: "Master, do you want a drink?"

"No, no, no." Shui Jing immediately waved his hand.

His refusal was too blunt, there was even a hint of haste in the bluntness, it was rare for Xie Wuyi to see him behave like this, so he couldn't help being curious: "Master, are you... nervous?"

"How is it possible?" Shui Jing denied.

That's what he said, but when he heard that he was going to drink just now, he felt guilty for a moment.

Although he doesn't know whether he really said everything as Shijiu said after drinking, but there is no guarantee, just in case, he really told Xie Wuyi the secrets of the beds of the kings of various countries on this New Year's Eve...

Shui Jing blinked.

Although he doesn't care about these...but let's avoid it.

Xie Wuyi didn't speak, just looked at him quietly with a bowl in his hand, his eyes full of searching.

Shui Jing was helpless, and said with a smile: "I don't drink well, so it's better not to drink. If you are curious, you can ask your national teacher when you have a chance to understand."

Xie Wuyi nodded, then suddenly thought of something, looked at the front and smiled and said, "Master should know that the national teacher loves wine very much. He once said that winter is the best time for drinking, so he looked for a hut in the mountains. , Cooking wine in a small stove in the heavy snow, watching the snow while drinking, the taste will be different.”

Shui Jing knows a lot about wine, but it is limited to the development history and brewing process. As for the "taste", as a person who "turns into a storyteller immediately after drinking a glass", he really has no experience at all. He didn't comment, just listened quietly.

Xie Wuyi seemed to be imagining the scene of cooking wine around the stove surrounded by flying snow, paused for a moment, and then said: "It's a pity that Yu Country is too warm, and there is no snow all year round. The national teacher probably doesn't like this place very much."

I don't know if Shi Jiu likes Xue Shuijing, but Shi Jiu hasn't left Yudu this year, so it shouldn't be considered dislike.

Shui Jing raised her eyebrows and asked, "Have you never seen snow before?"

There is no midwinter in the capital of Yu, and there has never even been the scene of fallen trees and desolation that will appear here in the northern border.

If you live in Yudu for a long time, you will have a feeling of "there are no four seasons in the world", as if there are lush vegetation and blooming flowers at any time.

Thinking about it this way, it is very likely that Xie Wuyi has never seen a snow scene before.

Xie Wuyi smiled and said, "I've seen it in the painting, it's beautiful."

beautiful?

Shui Jing tilted his head and thought for a while.

The mountains at the end of the North Sea are covered with white snow all year round, and only when Shui Jing occasionally returns to the Four Seasons Mountain will there be a few different colors.

Shui Jing recalled the boundless whiteness, but didn't think there was anything beautiful about it.

He thought, maybe it's because of the painter's exquisite skills, or because Xie Wuyi has never seen it with his own eyes, so he imagined it to be extremely beautiful.

A while later, the army cook brought over two plates of freshly cooked dumplings and a bowl of hangover soup.

There were not many dumplings, but they were steaming hot. The chef explained with a smile that these were all made by the soldiers in the afternoon. When they were just out of the pot, they could not find Xie Wuyi at the banquet. The generals were afraid that His Royal Highness had drank a few more glasses. But he was not feeling well, so he sent him dumplings and hangover soup.

Shui Jing looked at the dumplings, and then realized that the meaning of the so-called New Year's dinner and ordinary dinner seems to be quite different.

For Shui Jing, there is not much difference between spring, summer, autumn, winter, morning, midnight, and night. He has never tried to divide time into nodes, and he can't even remember how many years he has lived in this world.

Year after year, again and again, there is no beginning and no end.

He doesn't understand the meaning of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, let alone why the world celebrates such a day.

Hearing the laughter and shouts and the clink of cups coming from a distance, and seeing Xie Wuyi eating alone in front of him, he suddenly felt that the room was deserted.

Thinking about it, he picked up the chopsticks on the side, took a dumpling from the plate and put it into his mouth.

Xie Wuyi looked up at him, as if he didn't understand why he suddenly started eating, but when he saw that Shui Jing's expression was normal, he just smiled and lowered his head to continue eating.

Shui Jing couldn't help asking: "Why don't you eat with them?"

Xie Wuyi swallowed the food in his mouth, and said, "It's rare for them to make a fuss, and they are uncomfortable when I'm there, and it's hard for them to enjoy themselves."

Shui Jing thought for a while, and said again: "I have heard that 'we miss relatives every festive season', do you miss Yudu?"

Xie Wuyi put down the bowls and chopsticks when he heard the words, shook his head and said: "I have only been out of Beijing for a few months, and those soldiers who are really homesick are those soldiers. Many of them have not returned home for several years since they were in the army. That is the real truth. 'Beloved'."

Shui Jing heard the sky-shattering cheers and noise from outside, glanced at the direction of the banquet, and raised his eyebrows in disapproval.

Xie Wuyi seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said: "That's just an illusion, the more bitter you feel, the more you have to laugh loudly and drink violently, they are all strong men, so we can't hug each other together Are you crying?"

Shui Jing neither understands the feeling of homesickness nor why he laughs when he wants to cry, but since Xie Wuyi explained it this way, he just listened.

As soon as Xie Wuyi finished speaking, someone suddenly trotted over from outside the house. After running into the house, he knelt down and clasped his fists, panting heavily, "Your Highness!"

Seeing the soldier's hasty expression, Xie Wuyi immediately turned serious, frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

"Report to Your Highness," the soldier took a few more breaths and replied, "Daluan's spy report is here."

Xie Wuyi pursed his lips and asked, "How?"

"Daluan announced to the world six days ago that..."

The soldier raised his head while reporting, and saw Shui Jing at a glance, and suddenly got stuck.

Xie Wuyi said, "You say what you say."

The soldier nodded and continued: "It is said that when the spring is warm in March, we will start a war against the Qi Kingdom."

"Qi country?" Xie Wuyi was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Do you have any explanation?"

"No," the soldier shook his head, his face became a little weird, and he continued, "There are only a few words on it, like... a letter of war, in short, it is to prepare the country of Qi to welcome the Daluan cavalry."

Xie Wuyi was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Understood, you go down first."

"Yes." The soldier bowed and retreated.

After the soldier left, Xie Wuyi frowned slightly and blinked slowly, as if he was a little puzzled.

Shui Jing knew what he was wondering about, because when he heard the report just now, he also felt that Da Luan's actions were a bit inexplicable.

Anyone who has a little knowledge of the art of war should know that the most important thing in using troops is to "surprise the unprepared". When Daluan fought against Qiong and Sang, he sent his troops to the east without saying a word. It can be said that the two countries were caught off guard.

But Bai He was an exception.

Before the war, Bai He took the initiative to show his favor to Da Luan. Since Da Luan accepted Bai He's Haidongqing, in the eyes of the people in the world, he accepted this favor.

The thoughts of the people are very simple, since you have accepted the overture, if you use force against me, you will be rebellious and unrighteous.

This kind of accusation is actually not painful to Daluan, but although the common people are unarmed, they still exist in every city and every countryside.

If the officials from various places in Baihe were smarter, they would properly use this dissatisfaction to fan the flames, making the people in all cities hate Daluan, so that all the people would unite to resist the army.

And if the lieutenant general of the Baihe army was smarter, he would be able to use the so-called "teacher of justice" to inspire the lieutenant generals and greatly increase the morale of the defenders.

In this way, with the soldiers and civilians in all parts of Baihe united, what Daluan has to deal with is not only tens of thousands of defenders with high morale, but also dozens or even millions of civilians who are everywhere and cause chaos from time to time. The difficulty of attacking the city will inevitably increase. So go up and up.

Therefore, if Daluan wants to launch an army against Baihe, he must first regain "justice" to his own side, and find a "legitimate" reason, even if this reason cannot withstand serious scrutiny.

Because of this, there was the original paper "Baihe Raptor Killed the Crown Prince of Daluan".

However, the current state of Qi is not Baihe. They have neither shown their friendship to Daluan nor had friendship with Daluan. If Daluan wants to attack Qi, he can directly mobilize troops without making a sound. There is no need to make a public announcement world.

What's more, Daluan's announcement turned out to be a so-called "war letter". Doesn't this mean that he reminded Qi to prepare and gave them time to prepare?

After thinking silently for a long time, Xie Wuyi turned his head and asked, "What does Master think Daluan's move is?"

Shui Jing withdrew her thoughts and asked, "What do you think?"

Xie Wuyi considered it carefully: "Could they be... ulterior motives?"

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During the festive season, I miss my relatives a lot. ——Wang Wei, "Recalling Shandong Brothers on September [-]th"

Take it by surprise and attack it unprepared. ——Sun Tzu's "Sun Tzu's Art of War"

The drunken man's intention is not to drink. ——Ouyang Xiu's "Drunkard Pavilion"