moonlit night

The road to Jingming Mountain is not easy.

King Guyue sat in the carriage, his deep and far-sighted eyes passed through the window, passed through the refugees looting the porridge, and fell on a pair of mother and daughter who were not far away.

The little girl was only four or five years old, and she was tightly pulled by her side by her frowning mother. Her chubby little hands were desperately holding a broken bowl, which contained half a bowl of cold porridge that had just been made.

They had already walked for several days hungry, and the only thing that could save their lives was this bowl of rice porridge that was donated by the court.

The narrow space next to it was filled with swarms of looting refugees. Someone was pushed and bumped into by others. The little girl staggered, and the broken bowl in her hand fell to the ground, spilling all the porridge.She didn't care about crying, so she threw herself on the ground in a hurry, sticking out her young tongue like a puppy, desperately trying to lick the clear soup that had been spilled all over the floor, while the woman beside her covered her mouth face, squatting on the ground and weeping silently.

No matter how the country changes hands, it will always be these hard-working little people who suffer.

With tears in her eyes, the woman felt a warm hand holding her shoulder. She raised her head and saw the childish face of an ancient Yue soldier in armor. Standing in a newly built shed, he said: "Sister-in-law, there is a new porridge shed set up by the imperial court, and dry food is being distributed. I will lead you there."

After speaking, he unskillfully picked up the little girl who was still licking the leftover porridge on the ground, comforted her a few times, then shouted "Excuse me", and led the girl towards the grain shed unimpeded.

As he walked, he peeked at the carriage not far away, and found that the curtain on the window had been closed at some point. He felt a little disappointed for no reason, but when he thought of

It was the king who ordered that the military rations used to reward the army be distributed to the refugees, and what he was doing was doing good deeds, so he immediately became energetic again.

But the young soldier never thought that there are so many refugees in the world, if they really rely on the imperial court to allocate food, can they be saved?

King Guyue was sitting in the carriage, tapping his fingers on the thin blanket covering his lap, lost in thought, and he didn't know who he was thinking about.

And the sufferings of the people outside the window seem to be far away, but they are close to him.

There is only a thin layer of brocade curtains.

He didn't think about it carefully before, he just felt that killing and surrendering is unknown, and every time Li Yan wins, no one will be left alive, and countless innocent people will die in vain. Returning as spoils of war is a heavy burden for Gu Yue, even a bottomless abyss, swallowing up everything the people have worked so hard for.

If the prisoners of war are innocent, aren't the common people more innocent than them?

But he also understood that even if he knew this truth, he might not agree with Li Yan's approach.

Presumably that person knew this a long time ago, so he refused to defend anything, even if he was splashed with dirty water from nowhere, he was unwilling to let the king who lived in the shadow of peace and knew nothing about the world condemned by conscience.

But how can he be so worthy of other people's painstaking efforts to protect him?

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, shall we continue our journey, or find a place to stay first?" The soldier who was acting as a temporary coachman poked his head in and asked.

King Gu Yue recovered from his turbulent thoughts, and said in a trance: "Hurry up."

After finishing speaking, he hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Li Yan...how is the general now? Is there any new news ahead?"

The coachman shook his head: "Not yet, but auspicious people have their own fortunes. Don't worry, the king, the general will be fine."

rest assured?

How to rest assured?

That person disrespected the heaven all day long, never knew how to respect ghosts and gods, murdered and set fire to lawless things one after another, in the end, would any god want to protect him?

Seriously injured, life and death are uncertain.

Thinking of these eight words, King Gu Yue shuddered in his heart, wishing to fly to Li Shang immediately to confirm that he was safe and sound.

But people are not birds after all, if you really want to go to the garrison, you have to climb up the rugged mountain road a little bit, and when the broken carriage finally climbs to the mountainside, all you can see is devastated, and the fire on the hillside has not been extinguished. Mixed with a strong smell of blood, it seems that they have just experienced a fierce battle.

The sky was still dark, only the moon in the sky temporarily acted as a light source of illumination, and the deputy general who was ordered to come to meet them led them into the pitch-black barracks.

Because the orders are issued directly to the senior commanders, almost no one here knows that the most honorable king of their ancient Yue kingdom has come to this extremely dangerous front line by himself quietly!

For fear of revealing the location, there were no torches in the barracks. Only by looking closely could we see the occasional faint lights flickering in each barracks. Outside the tent, he whispered: "My lord, the general is inside."

King Guyue paused his hand stretched towards the curtain, and suddenly there was some cowardly nervousness in his heart. He didn't show it on the surface, but he withdrew his hand and asked as if he didn't care: "How is he?"

"Not very good," the deputy general frowned, looking exhausted, "the military doctor said, it would be too late if it was sent back later. The situation is very dangerous, and I am still in a coma. Can I survive tonight? Well, if you want to see it, go and see it, maybe it will be the last one."

Hearing this, the King of Ancient Yue didn't have the heart to feel timid, so he immediately opened the curtain and hurried in.

The lieutenant general watched the shocking flash across his face, waved his hand, and stopped the rest of the people who also wanted to follow in.

After entering the tent, with the faint candlelight inside, King Guyue could barely see a person lying quietly on a simple camp bed in the corner. He fumbled for the candle, and slowly approached it while shaking the special wooden chair. Beside the bed, I began to look at that person by the candlelight.

The more I look at it, the more shocking I feel.

The dark red blood soaked through the bandages, new wounds covered old wounds, and hideous flesh rolled out.However, the most frightening thing was the knife wound on Li Shang's chest that was almost visible, as if he wanted to split open his entire chest, and take out all the internal organs to show the public to see what color it was.

Rao was the King of Ancient Yue who was always calm when he was in trouble, but he still couldn't help taking a breath when he saw all this appalling.Thinking that all of this is largely thanks to myself, my heart began to throb again, wishing I could personally take the place of the person in front of me and suffer.

He kept frowning tightly, and looked at Li Shang's whole body carefully, and finally reached out his hand hesitantly, and took out a square handkerchief from his arms, wanting to wipe the blood on his face.

Although King Gu Yue did not tell others the secret of his getting better health, but there was no one around, and there was a semi-disabled unconscious on the bed, so he didn't bother to hide it anymore.With some difficulty, he moved himself from the wooden chair to the side of the bed and sat down. He moved closer to Li Shang, and his movements were extremely gentle, as if what he was wiping was not a rough-skinned old man, but something. Broken blue and white porcelain.

However, even so, after a while, he couldn't help but give the hand holding the square handkerchief a heavy meal, and pressed it on Li Shang's face without measure.

He saw Li Yan's dark eyes opened at some point, and was staring at him without blinking. There was some hot emotion in it that was getting thicker and thicker, so thick that it couldn't be melted away, making the little reflection of King Guyue Wrapped in it, it is almost impossible to hide.

"Are you worried about me?"

He heard Li Yan ask.

The voice was unbelievably hoarse, as if no water had been taken in for many days, and smoke would come out of his throat, but the first thing this man woke up was not to ask for water, but to ask such boring questions.

King Guyue ignored him, looked around for a while, and finally found clean water on a small table not far away. He wanted to get up to get it, but was grabbed by someone.

Li Shang laughed silently, and gave his own answer to the above question:

"You're worried about me."

After finishing speaking, the big gangster smiled more and more like a flower, then quickly lowered his head, kissed silently on the back of the hand he was holding tightly, and refused to let go after the kiss, his lips were still in the air. Rubbing it a few times, stick out the tip of your tongue and lick it.

The King of Guyue opened his eyes wide, and tried his best to withdraw his hand in horror. During the process, because of his panic, his fingers accidentally caught the bandage on Li Shang's chest. of blood.

King Gu Yue only felt that he was more frightened today than in the past year combined. He raised his eyes to look at Li Shang, and found that the other party's eyebrows were wrinkled, his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and there was fine cold sweat on his forehead. , presumably the pain is not light.

He was about to call for a military doctor, but was pulled by Li Shang, King Gu Yue subconsciously wanted to break free, but Li Shang lost his strength, and fell on the bed together under the tug.

Under this posture, the two of them suddenly got very close. King Gu Yue felt that he was quickly surrounded by the man's breath mixed with blood, his heartbeat was unbelievably fast, and even his breathing became short of breath. He subconsciously wanted to support himself and crawl When he got up, he quickly bumped into the solid chest of the person next to him. Li Zhan grabbed his hand that was igniting the fire, and began to complain, "Hiss, it hurts, take it easy, it hurts so much."

King Guyue's expression froze, and there was a bit of gnashing of teeth in his tone: "You know it hurts too? Let go, let Gu get up."

After finishing speaking, his body was still stiffer than before, and he had a headache feeling that the tone he blurted out seemed too intimate.

Fortunately, Li Shang also knew what is enough and enough is enough, so he obediently let go of it right away, allowing King Guyue to sit up, tidy up his messy clothes, then snorted coldly, and quickly shook the wooden chair and went out.

As soon as King Guyue went out, the military doctor and the deputy general came in. The military doctor began to remove the bandages on Li Shang with a bitter face, while the deputy general said excitedly: "General, the gunpowder we released has worked, and those bastard grandchildren were indeed killed by you." The news that he was about to die was blinded, so we took the initiative to get out of the trap just now, and now our people are already in ambush, ready to attack at any time, just waiting for your order."

"You're dying, kid," Li Yan glanced at him and said, "I'll go there right away. In addition, find a few more people to keep an eye on the king. During my absence, you must not let the king go out of the camp. If not, first Chop you up and feed it to the dogs."

He swept away the frivolous appearance when he was playing a hooligan just now, and his expression was dignified and serious. The lieutenant was infected by the rare seriousness of the coach, and couldn't help standing up straight, and said loudly: "Yes!"

In fact, Li Shang still had some doubts in his heart. He lied that he was seriously injured and dying.Then who leaked the false news that he was seriously injured, so that even King Guyue, who was far away in Wangcheng, was alarmed?

He even ran over on purpose.

Although it is not unreasonable to force the explanation, and the king's reaction is very satisfactory, but after careful consideration, I always feel that something is wrong.

But the vicissitudes of the battlefield did not give him time to think carefully, so this idea only popped up for a moment, and then it was submerged in the more urgent military situation along with other thoughts.

Let's ask again when you come back, Li Shang thought so, and quickly put on his horse and headed towards the expected ambush.

It's a pity that man's calculation is not as good as heaven's calculation, and no one can have everything he wants.