South no wind

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The battle at Ganning Pass was pressing, and he couldn't get away. He ran to the Tiansheng military camp that day. He originally wanted to report a letter to Li Canglan, reminding him that Xiyue might unite with the other two tribes, or use magic.

When he saw Li Canglan's body covered in bruises, he realized that he was one step late.

The Xiyue army used witchcraft to blow sand hundreds of miles away, trapped the Tiansheng army in the formation, and burned them with evil fire. The Tiansheng soldiers had never seen such an formation, and there was great chaos.

In that battle, the general was seriously injured, the dragons had no leader, and it would take ten days for the reinforcements to arrive. If they didn't act decisively to take over the stall in Li Canglan's hands, Ganning Pass would definitely fall.

He couldn't think too much, he couldn't leave his close friends and soldiers at Ganning Pass and walk away.

In front of the mountain gate, the gatekeeper Taoist came up to him.

"My lord, please show me the greeting card."

"I'll go!" Nan Yu tilted his head and looked at him: "You don't know me?"

"Senior Brother Nan, that's not right, it's His Royal Highness King Qi now." How could Daotong not recognize this famous person from Nangu.

"What king of Qi, I'm Nan Yu, a direct disciple of Lord Ling Guang." Nan Yu felt that this person was inexplicable.

"His Royal Highness King Qi is no longer a member of Nangu, so we still have to pay homage to him."

Nan Yu was startled: "What do you mean?"

Daotong, who was guarding the gate, felt that His Royal Highness King Qi must have not memorized the sect rules at the time: "His Royal Highness King Qi has returned to the world ahead of time, so he is no longer a member of the sect. Besides, His Majesty Emperor Tiansheng has also issued an edict, making it clear. The identity of His Highness formally ended His Highness King Qi's Nangu practice. Therefore, if you want to enter the inner sect, you still have to ask for a post, this is the rule."

Nan Yu was upset, and couldn't understand for a while: "What's messed up, get out of the way." After saying that, he strode inside.

Daotong couldn't stop him in time, stomped his feet and followed: "Brother Nan...you can't force your way in."

When Nan Yu ran into the Meiyuan in one breath, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. There was no gunpowder and the battlefield was fighting. At this moment, the Meiyuan was as quiet as before.

Thinking about the person he was about to meet, Nan Yu paused, feeling a sense of being close to home, and stood in the yard to calm down.

"Uncle Master!" Pushing the door open and entering the room, there was no one there, and he went to the hot spring in the backyard to search around, but he still didn't see Feng Zhixi's figure, so he went out?

Nan Yu returned to the yard and stood there for a while, where is he?He didn't know he was back?I didn't send a letter beforehand to surprise him, but I didn't expect it to be empty.Mr. Huanxi, who usually doesn't leave the gate without leaving the gate, leaves the nest as soon as the sun rises, which is very rare!

After leaving the bamboo sea, I saw Mingming who heard the news and ran over: "Senior brother Ming, where's the uncle?"

"Ah?" Ming Lang looked at Nan Yu in confusion: "Didn't you meet Master? He left Nangu yesterday and went to Kangdu."

Nan Yu's heart sank, could it be that he missed it on the way?

"Hey, Junior Brother Nan, where are you going?" Ming Lang followed behind Nan Yu who was hurrying: "Master may go to the seminary."

Nan Yu suddenly stopped, and turned around: "If the uncle comes back, be sure to let him wait for me here."

Ming Lang nodded hastily.

In front of the gate of King Qi/Mansion in Kangdu City, Nan Guang was about to close the door when he saw his master galloping up on horseback, and he was speechless: "Dian, Dian, Your Highness!"

"You are sick!" Nan Yu's face was pale, sweating profusely: "Can't talk yet?"

"No, it's not." Nan Guang pointed to the other direction of the road: "Yes, it's Mr. Huanxi, he..."

Before the words finished, Nan Yu had already galloped out.

The streets on winter nights are deserted, and the drizzle-wet streets glow with a cold light.

Feng Zhixi was walking on the road in a black robe, and he didn't like riding a horse if the distance was not far.It was only when I arrived at Prince Qi's Mansion that I found out that Nan Yu had gone to Nangu, and I was annoyed that I didn't wait in Meiyuan, but it was getting late at this moment, and it was not realistic to go back to Nangu, and I was afraid that the two of us would miss it after looking around like this, so I had to go back to the God Academy first. One night, make plans tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, someone galloped on the street, accompanied by a faint cry, which could not be heard clearly, until a shout resounding through the night sky from the long street shook him all over.

With the sound of hooves approaching behind him, he couldn't move or turn around.

This cry rang countless times in my mind and in my sleep. Is it an auditory hallucination again at this moment?It wasn't until someone got off the horse and grabbed him from behind that he suddenly came back to his senses.

Nan Yu's face was flushed, and he was out of breath: "Why...not in Nangu...waiting for me?"

Just as Feng Zhixi was about to speak, he saw Nan Yu rolling his eyes, his figure flickered, and he leaned heavily on his shoulder...

"Your Highness is injured, just returned to the city, and then went to Nangu non-stop, running back and forth for a day and a night, even Iron Man couldn't bear it anymore." Nan Guang whispered, helping Feng Zhixi to lift Nan Yu up, Treating the wound on his back: "Is Your Highness still burning?"

"Hmm." Feng Zhixi said in a deep voice.

Nan Guang said: "The arrow wound has already scabbed over. It may be that His Highness rode hard, and it split open again. There is also a knife wound on the arm..."

"I saw it." Feng Zhixi said, and asked Nan Guang to support Nan Yu, and after helping him to bandage the wound on his back, he began to treat the festering wound on his arm, and blamed him, "Why didn't you apply the medicine before?"

"Your Highness didn't say anything, and we didn't know about it. We've been on our way." Nan Guang was obviously also very guilty: "The battles were fought in a hurry, the casualties were heavy, and the military doctors were too busy to deal with minor injuries. His Highness's arm I only discovered the injury yesterday when I was changing clothes, and I asked him to apply medicine, but he said that my medicine was not as effective as Mr. Huanxi's, so he left in a hurry."

Feng Zhixi felt a pain in his heart, Nan Yu, are you stupid?

"Hiss!" Nan Yu was awakened by the sharp pain of the wound, and was dazed for a long time. After finally seeing the person in front of him clearly, he grinned and immediately wanted to lean over.

Feng Zhixi pinched his shoulders: "Don't move!"

"Oh, it hurts! It hurts! It hurts!" Nan Yu yelled, "...Uncle!"

Nan Guang was in a daze, he didn't see His Royal Highness King Qi so afraid of pain when he was at Ganning Pass!

Even when he pulled out the arrow on his back, he didn't make a sound, but now he was just dealing with an old injury, and he was yelling, not to mention acting coquettishly.

"Hiss! Lighten up!" Nan Yu continued to yell.

"Since you know the pain, why not treat it?" Feng Zhixi said.

"I just want to see how you feel sorry for me." Nan Yu smiled and stared at Feng Zhixi.

Nan Guang suddenly came to his senses, and finally came to his senses. He recalled the scene of Nan Yu holding the sachet to sleep every night, recalling the name Nan Yu called out in his dream, and looked at the burning eyes of him and Mr. Huanxi in front of him. .He didn't look at him again: "Then what...Your Highness, the little one will...retire first, please... Mr. Huanxi."

"Go!" Nan Yu didn't even look at him, his gaze continued to be entangled with Feng Zhixi, there were only two people left in the room, Nan Yu couldn't hold back anymore.

"Say don't move." Seeing Nan Yu approaching, Feng Zhixi sternly said, looked up at his aggrieved eyes, and said slowly, "Wait until I bandage you up."

Nan Yu was finally honest.

Feng Zhixi's side face reflected a beautiful silhouette beside the candlelight, this is the face he thought of towards the tomb, this person who is carefully bandaging his wound is what he wants to see with all his heart the first person.

The living night of the wind, the night of the wind that can be seen and touched.

Listening to his voice, even a scolding sound, I feel it is beautiful, I wish I could pounce on him, crush him, flatten him, round him, toss him hard, to relieve the torment of body and mind.

"Although it is a skin trauma, it should not be underestimated. Don't use force until the wound is healed. Also, you can only sleep on your stomach for the next few nights." Feng Zhixi said after dressing the wound.

Seeing Feng Zhixi, Nan Yu's expression was calm, and he was inexplicably disappointed, and the starlight in his eyes seemed to have dimmed a bit.

"Huh?" Seeing that he didn't respond, Feng Zhixi thought he didn't hear him speak.

"Did you miss me?" Nan Yu said softly.

Feng Zhixi froze for a moment, took out his nightgown and put it on for him: "What do you think?"

"I want to hear from you." Nan Yu didn't know why he had such emotions, maybe Feng Zhixi didn't show the ecstasy he imagined, and it was because when he went to Nangu, he was told that he was no longer from Nangu. Man, he didn't have time to think about it when he was running all the way, now he calmed down, facing him, all the emotions began to surface.

Feng Zhixi sat down, reached out and hugged him across his waist, and sighed softly in his ear: "Think about it!"

One sentence instantly calmed down the surging emotions in Nan Yu's heart, any grievances, any loss, all disappeared without a trace.Satisfied with the embrace of day and night thoughts, leaning on Feng Zhixi's shoulder and smelling the unique plum fragrance on his body, it was like a dream.

Feng Zhixi picked up Nan Yu's face and looked at it carefully. Nan Yu, who came back with a whole body of injuries, seemed to be darker again, and his face also had traces of being blown by the wind and sand, and his fingers were a little rough. He was the pampered and handsome boy in the past. , At this moment, there is some vicissitudes of life.When holding Nan Yu's chin, he couldn't help but imprint his lips on his lips with distress. His lips, which had been weathered for a long time, were a little dry and cracked, and they made a rough rubbing sound when touched. Feng Zhixi licked his own lips, Slowly nourishing Nan Yu.

There is no tongue entanglement, just the tip of the nose touches, the lips touch, even though the face of the other party is blurred because they are too close, just leaning against each other, smelling each other's breath, feeling the gradually accelerating heartbeat Voice, a heart that is too determined to be more certain.

The long-awaited beauty is in front of you, but you don't want to eat it in one bite, savoring the sweetness carefully is the greatest courtesy to this longing.

Nan Yu knew in his heart that Feng Zhixi would miss him, just like himself, just like the synchronized heartbeat at this moment, there was no need for words at all, the words were just to relieve the deep yearning, so that he would not get carried away when he reunited after a long absence .

At night, the Prince Qi/Mansion was silent, and Nan Guang didn't know how far he had retreated, only the candlelight in this sleeping hall was left shining in the quiet embrace of the two.

The quiet touch between the two lasted for an unknown amount of time, until Nan Yu realized that even if it was just such a simple hug, it would be difficult to suppress the gradual turbidity of breathing and the swell of blood vessels.

When Feng Zhixi moved his lips away, his face was flushed, and Nan Yu grabbed him when he stood up: "Where are you going?"

"Ok?"

"I said," Nan Yu covered her mouth and coughed lightly: "There is no one else in the house, so you can sleep here!"

"You have injuries." Feng Zhixi didn't know why he suddenly said that, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He knew Nan Yu's habits very well, so he tried his best to restrain himself when kissing him, and tried not to touch and breathe. Teasing, for fear of accidentally lighting the fire: "I mean..."

"I know." Nan Yu couldn't help laughing, of course he knew what Feng Zhixi was worried about: "Don't worry, I can bear it."

There was nothing to do at night, Nan Yu followed the doctor's order, but Feng Zhixi couldn't bear to wake up, so he let half of his body press her and slept all night.

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☆, want to run

After Nan Guang stood guard all night through the three palace gates, he confirmed one thing.

After confirming, the emotions were a bit complicated. It is not uncommon to have a broken sleeve, but this happened between Nan Yu and Mr. Huanxi.

One rejects people for thousands of miles, the other is rebellious. The two people who are cold, hot, and quiet have an unexpected harmony.

Even the emperor had no choice but to run wild and obey the orders of that cold and frosty person, and the flower of Gaoling only showed so much aura in front of Nan Yu.

After Nan Guang sorted out the doubts and conflicts in his heart, he breathed a sigh of relief to Tianchang, and walked towards King Qi's bedroom. Since his master did not shy away from him, he had nothing to be embarrassed about.

But what he didn't expect was that what he thought was reasonable in his heart quickly refreshed his cognition within a few days.

"Huan, Mr. Huanxi." Just as Feng Zhixi closed the door and came out, Nan Guang was startled.

Feng Zhixi was also a little uncomfortable: "Well, he... Nan Yu hasn't woken up yet, so go prepare some food."

"Okay," Nan Guang replied, "Where is Mr. Huanxi going?"

"I'll go out and get some medicine." Feng Zhixi said, except that he is not good at cooking, he is used to doing other things by himself.

Nan Guang was shocked: "Leave this matter to the disciples...you can do it, junior. Mr. Huanxi is resting in the mansion. There is no one in the mansion. There is only an old man who guards the gate. Mr. Huanxi treats him as his own home. Be more casual." The more Nan Guang talked, the more he saw that Feng Zhixi's expression was not right, so he simply stepped forward to take the prescription in his hand, and ran away in a hurry.

What should I call him in the future? I am no longer a disciple of Nangu, so I can't use the title of master, and now he has such a relationship with the master, wouldn't it be... oh no, no, Yifengzhixi Personality, Nan Guang dared to think that if he was called Princess Qi, it would be strange if he would not be silenced by a sword. Thinking of it, he shuddered and felt very funny.After thinking about the seven bends and eight turns, no matter how big or small, it is still the most appropriate name to be called Mr. Huanxi, and everyone in the world calls it that.

Feng Zhixi was stunned for a while, then returned to the dormitory, staring at Nan Yu who was lying on the bed and hadn't woken up. Last night, he was pressing on him in a posture. When he woke up, he wanted to push him away, but he hugged him even tighter. In desperation, he moved a pillow for him to hug, and he was able to escape slowly.

How long has he not slept well?

Feng Zhixi sat back on the bed and looked at Nan Yu's sleeping face. Nan Yu was very handsome, not only good-looking, but also had a kind of toughness and aloofness that no one else had. After going through the wind and frost, this temperament became more obvious. The person on the bed was no longer the ignorant young man back then.

Jian Mei frowned, her long eyelashes were closed tightly, and Rufeng's thin lips under the bridge of her nose were slightly arched, sleeping very peacefully.One hand clasped the pillow tightly, veins appeared on the hand, and several wounds seemed to have just healed.

Feng Zhixi felt a little sad, and put his hand up, but was grabbed by the sleeping man, grabbed his fingertips and brought them to his lips for a kiss, then held tightly, muttering something, Didn't even wake up.

Feng Zhixi leaned over and was caught by him dumbfounded.

This posture is a bit tired after a long time, and last night he was pressed against the pillow all night, Feng Zhixi felt his arms start to feel sore, he pulled hard, but was held even tighter by Nan Yu, so he had no choice but to lie down again, relying on Beside him, let him hold a hand.

Still feel like a dream.Guessing that it was almost noon, Nan Guang's meal should be ready, so he tried to wake Nan Yu up.

Nan Yu opened his eyes and saw Feng Zhixi, the corner of his mouth twitched, and the first thing he did was to turn over and put him under him: "... Zhixi"

"Get up, Nan Guang is coming soon, don't mess around!" Feng Zhixi shouted in shock.

Nan Yu kept kissing his forehead, cheeks and lips: "He doesn't dare to come in, let me hug him for a while."

"It looks like you've rested?" Feng Zhixi pushed him away with all his strength: "I slept like a pig last night."

Nan Yu smiled, and stuck to it again: "Well, I slept well, shall we..."

Feng Zhixi's long-lost headache happened again, but this was in Qi|Prince|Prince's Mansion. Although Nan Yu didn't shy away from it, he couldn't do it himself. It was hard for him to get rid of Nan Yu who looked aggrieved. When he left the dormitory, he saw Nan Guangyuan Waiting far away, inexplicably a little guilty.

After lunch, Nan Yu was not in a hurry to change the dressing, and asked Nan Guang to prepare a horse, and said to Feng Zhixi: "I will change it when I come back, I have to go to the palace to sell it badly."

After Nan Yu left, Feng Zhixi went to the temple.

Zhao Yi's health deteriorated, he lost the energy to scold his apprentice, and lay dying on the bed.

Feng Zhixi brought the medicine bowl as usual, Zhao Yi struggled to take a few sips, but couldn't swallow anymore, he shook his head and signaled to take it away.

The evening of the wind is not reluctant.

The two were silent for a while, and then Zhao Yi spoke slowly: "I guess you don't need me to explain your confusion now!"

Feng Zhixi smiled: "I still need it."

Zhao Yi turned his head: "Is there anything else you don't know? It has been spread all over the sect."

"That's not what I want to know." Feng Zhixi looked at Zhao Yi: "I want to know what Master thought at the beginning, to keep me."

Zhao Yichang sighed: "Would you believe me if I said I've been regretting it?"

"Trust." Feng Zhixi said: "If it were me, I would regret it."

Zhao Yi smiled: "You! Very good, you can laugh now."

"If Master were me, what would I do?" Feng Zhixi asked.

Zhao Yi was stunned for a while, but didn't answer.

"What does master want me to do?" Feng Zhixi asked again.

"As a teacher, I don't even think about my own affairs, how can I care about you?" Zhao Yi's dry eyes flashed a trace of warmth: "When something comes to your door, you know what to do. It's just a choice."

Feng Zhixi did not speak.

"After three months, I will leave, and I will see the outcome."

On the evening of the wind, there were mixed flavors, he knew Zhao Yi's destiny, but he didn't expect it to be so soon, too soon!

Is the 23-year relationship between master and apprentice coming to an end?

"Don't look like that, other people are fine, you are a person from the underworld, and you are still entangled in life and death, isn't it ridiculous!" Zhao Yi said disgustedly: "By the way, I know why you are called Feng Zhixi, Su... ..”

"The disciple knows." Feng Zhixi restrained his emotions: "That Yugewan, I have already told me."

"The fisherman's song is late, the ghost scholar. Hahaha, I've heard the name for a long time!" Zhao Yi suddenly laughed: "Hundreds of years ago, a red fan fell to the ground and caused a disaster. Because the Qian family in Qingzhou was wiped out overnight, This caused a scholar to be full of resentment, and after his tragic death, he turned into a ghost and returned, slaughtering and messing up the entire Qingzhou City, the river of blood was floating, and the corpses all over the ground were headless, tens of thousands of heads were piled up into mountains, and sacrificed in front of the former Qian Mansion."

"How did Master know about it?" Feng Zhixi said indifferently.

"The "Biography of the Scholar" is about the late fisherman's song. Of course, the author of the book must be exaggerated, but the cruel and ruthless methods alone are so outrageous that it is enough to make the world's eyes change after reading it! Forgot , you don’t read idle books.”

"What's the antecedent?" Feng Zhixi couldn't tell how he felt about Yugewan, the sinister man who was shaking a red fan like a gentleman, was somewhat inconsistent with the murderous demon described by Zhao Yikou: "Why would he do such a thing?" thing?"

"It is said in the book that this ghost scholar was born in the scholarly family of the Qian family in Qingzhou. His ancestors have held important positions in the dynasty for generations and are extremely famous. He was plotted by traitors, involved in the royal family's battle for succession, and was wiped out by foreign parties. At that time, he and his father, the governor of Qingzhou, were still doing disaster relief elsewhere. Hearing the bad news, he hurried back to Qianmen, only to see a house full of tragic scenes, including an old man in his eighties and a baby in his infancy. He skinned and removed his father’s flesh in front of his face. How could the young scholar be so stimulated? He wandered around the ghost world for several years, and finally returned. Blood washed Qingzhou. This is no longer what ordinary people can do. When I saw this place, I wondered whether this fisherman had sacrificed his soul to have such frightening power. Now you don’t remember What happened in the previous life, or you can explain it to me."

Feng Zhixi didn't respond to Zhao Yi's words, Yu Gewan, as the Zuo Cheng of Sen Luo Dian, must have extraordinary abilities, but the source of that evil power couldn't be explained based on his current experience and knowledge.But it was something else that caused anxiety.

"But such a character is just a loyal servant of your Pluto Su." Zhao Yi sighed and glanced at Feng Zhixi.

"Master..." Feng Zhixi looked sad: "I'm not him."

"Yeah, you're not him." Zhao Dao said, "I hope so too. It's selfish to keep you. Xu Hanguang wants to use the Dragon Chanting Sword to make you lose your soul, but it's against the law of heaven. The Void God Realm, the Nether Realm, and all sentient beings have their own reasons." Dao follows retribution, seeing that you are about to die, I can only temporarily seal you in the baby's body, so I am at odds with him, alas, he died soon after being seriously injured, it is my fault. It is not my fault Compassionate, but there is no other way." After Zhao Yi finished speaking, he stretched his body, seemingly relieved.

"Sect Master Xu is acting on behalf of the heavens, which is reasonable and reasonable." Feng Zhixi remained calm: "Master is merciful, and I will be grateful for it."

Zhao Yi snorted softly: "It's not that simple to act for the heavens. The King of Pluto is immortal and has a long lifespan. How can he be punished by a mere mortal? The momentary pleasure brings only endless resentment and suffering for the common people. As far as I know The most important thing is that because of this, the void will be disturbed, and the power of the gods will be used to seal it for 500 years. I don’t know how many cross-border disasters will happen again and again in those tens of millions of years.

Feng Zhixi was confused when he heard it: "Master, don't worry, this disciple knows what to do!"

"That's the best," Zhao nodded and sighed, "I'm afraid that the tree wants to be still, but the wind won't stop!"

Nan Yu stepped into the Xuanzheng Hall under the attention of civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

"I will see my father." Nan Yu knelt down.

Emperor Wen's expression was a bit complicated, and he raised his hand: "Be flat."

"My son came late for violating the summons. Do you want to be punished by the emperor?" Nan Yu heard the whispers of the officials on both sides behind him. Now that he has extraordinary internal strength, he naturally heard it clearly.

"It's still that virtue! Tsk."

"A little bit of military merit, even His Majesty doesn't care about it."

"I'm talking about you guys." Nan Yu turned around and said loudly: "Keep down when talking about people's rights and wrongs. The emperor didn't say anything. After I receive the punishment, it won't be too late for you to go to the street to discuss it. You can still That is to say, even the son of Qin, who is not able to support the wall with mud, does not know where he got the credit, so he is dumbfounded."

"Pfft!" Emperor Wen couldn't hold back.

The ministers were stunned by Nan Yu's presence, and saw the emperor laughing out loud, they were terrified and knelt down one after another.

"Your servant deserves death!"

Nan Yu thought this might be the catchphrase of all the officials, they deserve to die if they don't move, if they really carry them out and fulfill their wish, I'm afraid another catchphrase will come out soon: "I'm wronged!"

"All right, all up, how decent it is!" Emperor Wen said impatiently.

"Father, the matter of Gan Ningguan, my son just took it easy, and has no merit. If you want to reward the meritorious service, give it to General Li and those soldiers. My son is here for one thing, and I ask my father for permission." Nan Nan Yu said.

"Say."

"My son wants to imitate the second emperor brother and practice in seclusion."

Emperor Wen was stunned for a moment, and he didn't slow down for a long time: "What did you say?"

"My son wants to escape the world and practice, and I hope the emperor will grant it." Nan Yu repeated.

Emperor Wen was obviously a little surprised. After looking at Nan Yu for a long time, he suddenly said sternly: "Nonsense, one wants to hide from the world, and the two also want to hide from the world. They both went to hide from the world. Who will take over in this world?"

The eldest son of the first emperor, Nangongxuan, had a strange expression, while the third prince, Nangongpei, looked flat, with his eyes downcast, as if he was resting.

"Isn't there still the emperor father? Besides, the two emperor brothers are full of abilities and work so hard, is the emperor still afraid that there will be no successors?" Nan Yu felt that the emperor put a big hat on himself.

How could the officials who had lived in the temple for a long time fail to realize that this was the emperor's deliberate slip of the tongue, the words "take over the world" had a profound meaning, and the three princes in the palace were all present, and Emperor Wen threw out this sentence, which obviously meant to test.

"Won't everything be worry-free with me?" Emperor Wen said, "Won't I be tired? Won't you two brothers be tired? If you don't share one or two, do you want me to be exhausted? Do you want to exhaust your emperor?" Bro?"

Emperor Wen's words made all the officials confused. I am afraid that the eldest son and the third prince were thinking that the ministers are not afraid of being tired, and it is best to let the ministers bear the burden alone.

What Nan Yu thought was, you are an emperor after all, how can you talk like that?

I don't know how to pick it up for a while, yes, I won't help, I will run away, don't care who you are.

Naturally not.

But if it is said that the minister knows that he is wrong, he will definitely work hard in the future, and work together with the two imperial brothers to relieve his father's worries.

No, no, that's even more impossible!

I want to go back to Nangu, but I can't go back. I will find a small sect, take my junior uncle away from disputes, and live the life of a fairy couple. It's beautiful to think of it, like a dream.

"I have always distinguished rewards and punishments. Meritorious service is meritorious service. Li Canglan and the other guards will reward themselves according to their merits. Guard Gan Ning Pass. Your contribution is indispensable and you deserve it." Emperor Wen said: "Now that you have left Nangu, Don’t think about the practice anymore, the real practice is in the world, eating the king’s salary and worrying about the king’s worries is the way of a courtier you want to practice.”

Broken dream.

"My son would like to follow the instruction." Nan Yu replied in a low mood, but also faintly unwilling: "The minister there can ask for a fief, a small piece, maybe a remote one, the more partial the better, as long as it is not cold."

"Presumptuous!" Emperor Wen was really angry this time, pointing at Nan Yu: "You still want to run? There is no fiefdom, so stay in Kangdu for me, heal your wounds and start going to court."

The dream was shattered.

Go to court?That's impossible, it's impossible to go to court in this life, just looking at the faces of these courtiers is enough, and getting involved in their intrigues is impossible.

Nan Yu supported his right arm and knelt down slowly: "Father, my minister is a warrior. Rather than listening to the government, it is better to let my minister guard the border. The battle at Ganning Pass is not settled, and the three wolves in the western border are ambitious. The general has not recovered from his serious injury, so I have invited myself to be the deputy general of General Pang Bo, and I will go to Ganning Pass to continue to put down the chaos, so I will take care of my father and the emperor."

Emperor Wen was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Nan Yu would rather go to the western frontier with thousands of miles of yellow sand than stay in the capital in rich clothes. What was the reason for him to avoid the government.Can't help but look at Nangongxuan and Nangongpei, the former's expression is slightly relaxed, while the latter's expression is still dead.

"Have you thought about it?" Emperor Wen asked, "Has the injury healed?"

"I've thought about it." Nan Yu actually didn't think about it, as long as he didn't keep Kangdu, the farther the Emperor Tiangao was, the better: "It's just a small injury, don't worry about the emperor."

"Okay, my son is loyal." Emperor Wen said in a loud voice: "Nangong Yu listened to the order, and Yaocheng, Qilian, Jianing Pass, and Ganning Pass will be the chief generals to lead the four armies. Pang Bo and Li Canglan will be the deputy generals and go to the west. The three tribes of Xinjiang put down the rebellion, and they will not return if they are not broken."

Nan Yu was stunned for a moment: "I obey the order."

its not right!General, I don't want to be the general.

"Father, my son's qualifications are still inexperienced..." Nan Yu came back to his senses.

"Back to the court!" Emperor Wen didn't wait for him to finish, he glared at him, ignored the civil and military officials who looked at each other, and walked away.

This time, the Xuanzheng Hall was unexpectedly quiet, not because Nan Yu couldn't listen to the discussion, but because the emperor's handwriting was too big. The generals of the four cities held an army of 60, which was [-]% of the entire Heavenly Saint's strength. That's it. What does it mean to hand it over to Nangong Yu alone?

Nan Yu felt very heavy, as if he was caught off guard by a boulder and fell on his head, not only sinking, but also dizzy.Why didn't I just run away, and even entered the palace to receive such a thing.

And Emperor Wen seemed to be sure that he would come, what did he think, this is 60 people!Just put it in my hand like this, and it's still hot, aren't you afraid that I will take them to death?

Not only did the boulder that was hit on the head not fall to the ground, but it was hugged in his arms, unable to throw it away, making it difficult for Nan Yu to breathe.

Just after leaving the palace gate, I heard someone calling: "Fourth brother."

Naturally, Nan Yu would not think that someone was calling him, so he continued to walk forward.

"Nangong Yu." The people behind them increased their volume.

Nan Yu turned her head, it turned out to be the third prince Nangong Pei.

"Brother Huang is...calling me?" Nan Yu was surprised.

"How many fourth brothers do I have?" Nangong Pei came over, "Congratulations to my fourth brother for being appointed a general. How do you feel?"

"Huh?" Nan Yu was baffled, this imperial brother had nothing to do with him, and he only saw each other at the palace banquet every year: "How does imperial brother think of me?"

Nangong Pei smiled: "I don't know why the fourth brother has been missing for two years, but he went to Nangu to practice. It's rare!"

Nan Yu tasted the taste, what is rare, and what does that expression of your prodigal son mean!

"Father is also for your own good." Nangong Pei raised his hand and was about to touch Nan Yu's shoulder. After being avoided by Nan Yu, he tidied up his hair in embarrassment: "Oh, you and I haven't seen each other for many years, but we are separated. ha."

We've never had any contact, okay?

"Brother Huang has something to say." Nan Yu was a little impatient.

Nangong Pei looked just like his mother and concubine, not handsome, his slender eyes cracked into a smile, revealing a small gleam of light: "It's okay, I brought a few pots of good tea, and I want to invite my fourth brother to share."

"I'm not that elegant, I'm fond of wine." Nan Yu squeezed out a little smile: "Brother Sanhuang, let's drink by himself, I have something to do in the house, so I'll go first." Ignoring Nangong Pei's collapsed smile, he turned and left.

At the gate of the mansion, Chang Hai, the chief eunuch, led two young eunuchs, and a man who looked like an imperial doctor was waiting at the door, and from a distance, he began to smile, with a smile in his face.

"His Royal Highness King Qi, according to His Majesty's will, ordered Wang Taiyi to come and inspect His Highness's injuries."

Nan Yu was annoyed in his heart: "No need, everything will be fine soon. Go back, thank you Your Majesty!" Then he entered the mansion, the old man who guarded the gate received his master's eyes, and with a bang, shut the eunuch Chang Hai's smiling face. Outside the gate of the mansion.

Nan Yu walked through the corridor until the red figure in the courtyard came into view, and he felt a lot more relaxed. When he raised his smiling face, he realized that he had almost no expression on the way.

Feng Zhixi leaned over to clean up the medicinal materials purchased by Nan Guang, his head sank on his shoulders, and then a pair of hands wrapped around his waist: "Master, I have caused trouble."

The author has something to say: As a hard-working author with no name, no clicks, no attention, hidden deep in the pile of thousands of books, I feel lonely and cold at the moment, even wearing cotton socks can't resist the spontaneous cold.In front of a faint screen light in Wan Lai's silent night, the author, who had a sore butt after sitting for a long time, was squatting on a chair to type, and he didn't know why.I began to have feelings for the characters in the article like a neuropathy, and I couldn't bear to put them on the shelf. What should happen must continue to happen, and the results should be explained. Not for anything else, but for the little uncle who is as hardworking as me. When it comes to a good death, ordinary people put all their heart and soul into it, but that idiot actually used... to love someone!Sigh, continue to move forward according to the outline, and carry out your path to the underworld to the end.

☆, no evening

Feng Zhixi turned around and looked at him, and saw that Nan Yu was fine, just pitiful: "Huh?"

Nan Yu shook off the herbs in his hand, pulled them towards the bedroom: "Let me tell you, I really caused trouble..."

While listening to Nan Yu's words, Feng Zhixi changed his medicine: "Then, don't I want to call you General Nangong now?"

"Other people call me that, I think it's like scolding. You call me that, it sounds pretty good, very majestic." Nan Yu tasted it, and said proudly: "When I was young, what I liked most with Li Yan was fighting, especially Take a small wooden sword, put a piece of red cloth on it, put a copper bowl on your head, and insert two pieces of pheasant feathers, that feeling will blow up the sky!"

Feng Zhixi flicked on his forehead: "How about I take a bowl and put it on your head, and insert two chicken feathers?"

Nan Yu laughed: "No, the general's armor is really on my body, I don't know how heavy it is, I'd rather be brisk."

"Does the wound still hurt?" Feng Zhixi asked.

Nan Yu stretched his muscles and bones: "I feel much better, and your prescription still works."

Feng Zhixi packed up the medicine bottle: "Well, the wound has scabbed over, but you still can't use too much force."

Nan Yu posted it: "Then I lighten up..."

Feng Zhixi knew that Nan Yulang's disease was onset, and stared at him seriously: "Wait another day."

"Really?" Nan Yu's face was full of joy, and he didn't know where to put the big stone in his arms at the moment.

"When will we leave?" Feng Zhixi asked.

"Ah?" Nan Yu was often caught off guard by Feng Zhixi's forced change of subject.

"Xijiang, when will the general leave?" Feng Zhixi smiled at his silly expression.

The big stone came back again, Nan Yu frowned: "On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Pang Bo prepared his armor and luggage and left."

"Is the formation diagram I gave you useful last time?" Feng Zhixi asked.

"It's useful, it's very useful." Nan Yu nodded: "Let me tell you, I just relied on those few formations to defeat the enemy. I have never seen those soldiers in Sheng, they got into the trap obediently, were beaten violently with their heads covered, and I don’t know where they came from