please respect yourself

Yan Suiyuan was not outside, he stood in the courtyard, watching the snow fall on the branches, and the flowers on the branches.Thousands of flowers fly to pieces, and the snow turns into ice.

He thought, if Cheng Zangzhi approached this place, the organ had not been opened, or there was no clue to open the organ.Maybe, he can really trust Cheng Zangzhi.

"I hope that heaven fulfills people's wishes." Yan Sui wished to break branches of snow plums, and his wish was hidden in the dark fragrance and sparse shadows.

Wearing a black robe with splashed ink, it seems to be the darkest night in the world.It's not that Cheng Zangzhi doesn't like fresh clothes, but that he feels that in this world, Yan Suiyuan's breezy and moonless beauty, and the flawless white snow in his crow-green hair are enough.

Walking to the round table in the outer room, Cheng Zangzhi discovered that Yan Suiyuan was in the courtyard.

Green umbrellas and white snow, people are like jade trees.

Yan Suiyuan lowered his head slightly, and when he was contemplating, he heard Cheng Zangzhi shouting in the room: "I just said that whoever picks up this umbrella, I will have trouble with anyone, Suiyuan, Suiyuan, you are really a man with a heart like iron, You can't get through with me!"

The dark figure should have been as quiet and oppressive as the Milky Way at night.People are like a child, childish and flamboyant.

Holding the umbrella handle tightly, Yan Suiyuan turned around and sat in the room again.

Cheng Zangzhi poured tea for him, and the green leaves in the teacup were in full bloom, and the fragrance was overflowing.

He put the teacup down, looked directly at Yan Suiyuan, and asked, "Next, shall we go to Mr. Lu's house, or take care of the people here first?"

Yan Sui wished to look at the sky, and said in a low voice, "Wait. Mr. Lu's crimes have already been confessed. We just need to act according to what the old man said."

Cheng Zang said indifferently, "It's fine, anyway, where are you, I am."

Yan Sui is willing to drink tea, the taste of tea floats away.Can't help but think of the sweet soup in the capital, it was Cheng Zangzhi's first overreach.Suddenly, some do not know the taste of tea, as light as white water.

Cheng Zangzhi's eyes fell on the hand holding the teacup, and suddenly he stared at Yan Suiyuan's lips that had drunk the tea.With a slightly smiling expression and a somewhat serious expression, he asked, "The tea here is not as satisfying as the soup I gave you."

Actually thought of a place to go.

Yan Suiyuan felt that the teacup was hot, so he quickly put down the teacup.With a steady look on his face, he said, "Master Cheng, if you are bored, you can enjoy the snow with the guards first."

"I'm not busy, and I'm not bored." Cheng Zangzhi groaned with a smile, "If Suiyuan is boring, we can consider the good things that Li Huaien wanted to bribe me before. How?"

Yan Sui wished his eyebrows to show his patience, "Master Cheng Jiedu, please go enjoy the snow with the guards first. Take me to tidy up a bit, and see you later."

For a while, everything was quiet.

Cheng Zangzhi looked at Yan Suiyuan intently, as if he wanted to embed the person in his eyes.Under the dark eyes, there is no way to express the unknown emotions.He stood up abruptly, the movement of oppressing Yan Suiyuan was too fast to grasp, and a hand that was invincible to Wanfu was holding Yan Suiyuan's jaw.

Taking advantage of Yan Suiyuan's unresponsive moment and the moment of astonishment, he lowered his head and touched deeply, rubbed his lips and teeth in every possible way, and tried his best.

"I'll wait for you, let's watch the snow together."

The shadows of people gradually fade away, and the sense of emptiness fills the room.

Yan Suiyuan lowered his eyelashes, not looking for that mysterious and mysterious figure.

He got up and went to the closet.Open the closet, the clothes on the bottom plate are messy.It is self-evident whether it has been opened by someone.

In the empty room, Yan Suiyuan's inaudible laughter sounded.The laughter was extremely slight, extremely weak, and no sorrow, joy, sorrow or anger could be heard.But the vacant room that it sets off is even more empty.

Yan Suiyuan suddenly felt that, in fact, Cheng Zangzhi was not a good dancer with long sleeves, wandering and drilling camps, let alone a martial artist.He is very open and aboveboard, almost rampant and arrogant, but not ambiguous and elusive.

What Cheng Zang wanted was never his nameplate, never.Twice abrupt, meaningless.

Rearranging his clothes, Yan Suiyuan's expression was completely suppressed, and his eyebrows were clear.He pushed open the door of the pavilion and stood in the air.His eyes dropped slightly, and he saw the green umbrella in the corner of his eyes.

Cheng Zangzhi walked away in the snow, but leaned the umbrella upright by the door.

He took the umbrella and opened it.Cheng Zangzhi said that he was waiting for him to watch the snow together.

The main hall of the Governor's Mansion is open to the front and back, and the wind blows the snow into the hall.

Cheng Zangzhi sat on the suddenly opened threshold, his long legs bent slightly, the wind poured into his robe, and the snow fell on the hair that fell from his forehead, and was then melted by the temporarily moved oven around him.

He handed the roster he got from Yan Suiyuan to Zhao Jue, and said, "I'd rather kill by mistake than let it go."

Zhao Jue turned over, surprise and anger rose to his brows.Then he said: "This subordinate understands."

Sitting quietly like this for a long time, watching the wind rise and snow fall, the clouds surge and the clouds spread, and the garden trees entangle each other.Gradually, unknowingly, the eye sockets were red, and even the heart was hot, as if there were iron bumps that were about to burn red.

Zhao Jue handed over the stove, a few clouds of snow fell on the stove, and instantly melted into warm water.

Cheng Zangzhi took the stove, held it with one hand, lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.

The wind whimpered, and Zhao Jue sounded very much like ten years ago, ghosts crying and wolves howling in Chengmen's deep house, and being in the forehead nose hell was nothing more than that.He pressed the saber at his waist, whispering in the cold wind, very gray and cold.He said: "Young Master, when my father went to Chengmen for rescue, he was stopped by elite vanguard troops along the way. All the people told my father that the general situation is over and they should protect themselves. But my father said that raising an army for a thousand days is a matter of using it for a while. To repay the general's kindness, the mountain of swords cannot be stopped, and the sea of ​​fire cannot be stopped."

"Scholars die for their confidantes. We are vulgar warriors, and we are willing to die for the general."

Three hundred soldiers, three hundred blood, three hundred threw their heads and sprinkled blood.Just for one person.For this man they called the general, he bid farewell to his parents, wife and children.Thousands of rebels and rebels have been infamous, and their stigma will last forever without mercy.No one will remember them anymore, no one will lament the bravery of the soldiers, and no one will have history to reflect their loyalty.

Cheng Zangzhi had used eye drops, so he no longer shed tears easily.His voice was extremely rough, and his throat was tied with a knot, but he still stubbornly uttered the truth, "A gentleman dies as a confidant, and leaves Yanjing with his sword. They... are all my father's confidantes, Chengmen's confidantes."

"I know."

The tone is lingling, and the emotions collapse in the wind, following the wind to the end of the world.

"Young General," Zhao Jue suddenly knelt on the ground, held his sword in front of his forehead, and said solemnly, "Please kill him too, kill him!"

Thousands of snow are finely broken, and the wind is also chasing.Who is he?As long as one of Cheng Zang opens his mouth, Fengxue will take advantage of the opening to kill his heart.The five viscera were condensed with ice and frost, and even the blood vessels were filled with extreme coldness.

"Young general," Zhao Jue shook his sharp sword, his tone remained murderous, "You don't have to hide from your subordinates anymore, you never planned to use Yan Shangshu, and you never planned to kill Yan Shangshu from the day you returned to Beijing , you’ve been lying to yourself all this time.”

Cheng Zangzhi was holding the stove in his hand, he couldn't feel the warmth, he was just taciturn.

"Young general!" Zhao Jue said almost heart-to-heart, with a very miserable and gloomy tone, "Killer pays for life, father's debt is paid for by son, even if Yan Zhuang didn't personally send troops to destroy Chengmen. However, uncle is like father, heroic soul You can see it from above. Don’t let them down! Yan Shangshu, you are the worst enemy. In my humble opinion, kill Yan Suiyuan first, and then kill Yan Ting.”

Cheng Zangzhi's long brows were suddenly cold at the word "Kill Yan Suiyuan", but he never said anything to reprimand Zhao Jue.

He knew that Zhao Jue was just like him.Zhao Jue's father and mother were both slaughtered when they rescued Cheng Men, and the Zhao family was full, so only Zhao Jue was left.Full of hatred, full of vendetta, full of blood, he knows it all.

Therefore, Cheng Zangzhi said impersonally, "I know everything."

Cheng Zangzhi's words were scattered by the wind and spread in all directions, but every word was still clearly audible.

Zhao Jue's heart sank, he couldn't feel the major general's determination.However, he can die for the general like his father.What the major general can't do, he will overcome the thorns that block the major general.

The manly voice wrapped in the wind whispered, falling into the ears of the person at the end of Nagato.Yan Sui wished to press his brows, feeling a little sore and a little relieved.

He walked out of the Nagato and entered the open hall.Looking around, Cheng Zangzhi was sitting in the air. Zhao Jue put away his sword when he noticed his arrival.

Yan Sui wished that his robes were covered with snow, and he had clearly opened an umbrella when he came, but in the end, the wind and snow invaded his body and made him cold.He smiled lightly like snow, and said: "I have something to discuss with Cheng Jiedu envoy. If Zhao guards have nothing to do, can we go first?"

Zhao Jue bowed his waist, "Please Yan Shangshu." Then he walked out with the door open behind him.

Yan Suiyuan walked to Chengzang's side and sat side by side with him.Cracking the flying flowers with his fingertips, he said, "I have a few questions, I need to check with Cheng Jiedushi."

Not seeking answers, but checking answers.

Cheng Zangzhi turned his head to look at him quietly, and said after a long time, "Why don't you come with an umbrella? My clothes are all pitch black, and I don't have any white clothes for you to replace." There have been several snowfalls before and after, are you not afraid of suffering from the wind and cold? The wind and cold medicine soup is very bitter."

Yan Suiyuan's smile faded, his expression was flat, and he said: "Cheng Jiedushi, for me, nothing in this world is very bitter."

"Really?" Cheng Zangzhi's expression also faded, and he said, "Maybe it's because I'm too easy to be jealous, and I even rush to eat bitterness."

Yan Suiyuan changed the subject, "Cheng Jiedushi, when did you find Wang Ergou? What was his original name? Where did he come from? Where is the suburb of Beijing where the night spy was? Who is Cao Jiao?" Who wants to ask for death? Li Huaien's annual income is so meager, how can they live a life of luxury? Besides, where does the acupoint in the room lead to? How long ago did Cheng Jiedushi discover these? "

"You can answer slowly. I have the patience to listen."

"Yan Shangshu, but I don't have the patience to answer." Cheng Zangzhi's face showed a bit of disappointment, like the sea passing through mulberry fields, and he said: "Didn't Yan Shangshu say that this trip will not appoint an inspector's office, nor a minister of the interior?" , Wei Zheng, Yang Fengxian, Wang Ding, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, Chang Ming, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, Yue Zhao, Minister of the Ministry of Rites... These people are not high in power, who are not more useful than me in your investigation, and who are not more useful than me, but they are sent I'm coming to Jinzhou..."

"Send me to this Golden State that has fallen into the hands of others, just because I am the commander-in-chief of the Hexi garrison? Just because of some unexplainable suspicion on my part?"

"Now that all the envoys are sitting at the top, aren't you afraid that I will sneak into this place and be secretly assassinated?"

"It doesn't matter if I die, the imperial court can smoothly acquire the Hexi garrison."

Note-A gentleman dies with a confidant, and raises his sword out of Yanjing. —— Tao Yuanming

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