Seduction

Zhan Xingruo lowered his head slightly, after some hesitation, he reached out and stroked Gu Qing's hair.Gu Qing looked up, grabbed Zhan Xingruo's hand to her mouth, held it tightly, leaned her lips together, and said nothing.

"Gu Qing, I didn't keep my promise with your father, and I will be responsible to the end." Zhan Xingruo said, Gu Qing was still holding his hand, and the palm was sweating.

Zhan Xingruo also fell silent, and the held hand, with a little force, also held Gu Qing's thumb.

"One last question." Zhan Xingruo said, "Why do you believe that your father is a traitor? Have you never doubted it?" The chatterbox was closed, only that hand was clenched tighter and tighter. When Zhan Xingruo responded to him, his other hand also moved closer, and both hands held Zhan Xingruo like some peerless treasure that was afraid of breaking.

After a long time, Gu Qing still didn't speak.

Zhan Xingruo turned his head to look at Gu Qing, but saw that Gu Qing's shoulders shook slightly, he clasped his hands tightly to his chest, lowered his head, and gritted his teeth.

"Gu Qing?" Zhan Xingruo got up slightly, stretched his head to look at Gu Qing, only to see that Gu Qing shrank up, arched his right leg, buried his face in his clothes and sobbed like a child.

"Gu, Gu Qing..." Zhan Xingruo got up, and pulled Gu Qing into his arms in a strange way.Gu Qing didn't hug him like before, but kept crying, resting her head on his chest, crying loudly.

Zhan Xingruo didn't know what else he could do besides hugging Gu Qing tightly. It seemed that more than ten years ago, he saw Cheng Fenghou wrote in a letter and said lightly, "I can't survive, my little bastard can just survive, and please ask the military advisor Wan Don't tell him the truth."

But he didn't keep his promise, he still said it, as if Gu Qing wanted to cry out all the grievances in his heart for more than ten years, he burrowed into Zhan Xingruo's arms hard, and he didn't look up no matter how much he persuaded him.

Zhan Xingruo put his chin on Gu Qing's head and patted his back lightly.In Zhan Xingruo's imagination, Gu Qing who cries like this should be the little Gu Qing ten years ago, not him who can fight on the battlefield and strategize now.I thought that Gu Qing could now stand on her own and stand upright, but she neglected that the softest part of her heart will not grow a hard shell as she grows older.

Gu Qing stabilized a little in Zhan Xingruo's arms, but she was still unwilling to raise her head.

He said slowly, "I don't doubt it because, I don't believe it, why did my father end up being loyal to the country all his life, why did he end up like this, with his bones incomplete and his family scattered. If it's not his fault, it's the karma of reincarnation is wrong." Gu Qing raised her head, her hair was messily stuck to her face, her cheeks were trembling, and her eyes were full of hot tears.

Zhan Xingruo was taken aback, not knowing how to answer.

Ten years ago, Winter.

The heavy snow in Saibei was as violent as sand, not sticky or sticky, wrapped in the cold wind, blowing the broken battle flags into a rattling sound.

Hou Chengfeng raised his eyebrows, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

Chen Jiang was already in the capital at the moment, and the new lieutenant general saw Cheng Fenghou's injury, so he leaned over worriedly, "General..."

"Bah!" The wind was so strong that Gu Huaifeng didn't hear the lieutenant calling him, and spat blood into the snow on his own, only to see the worried lieutenant next to him.

"What for?" he asked.

"General you..."

"It's okay." Gu Huaifeng moved his mouth, "It looks like he lost a tooth. You're too ruthless, you bastards." He covered his face and said.

"When will the reinforcements arrive? Any news?" Gu Huaifeng asked the lieutenant.

The northern barbarians invaded, and Hou Chengfeng was ordered to go there, but it was not Chen Jiang who he had asked to play with him, but Zhang Jiyao, whom he had sent away a few years ago, to fight side by side.

"Have not receive yet."

"Not yet?" Gu Huaifeng frowned, looked up at the already bright sky, "I don't have time, hurry up and tell the soldiers to move their positions."

"However, the food and grass haven't been delivered yet, so we just keep moving them, just consuming them for nothing," said the deputy general.

Gu Huaifeng tilted his head and glanced at him, "Hiss, why are you talking so much?" He asked impatiently, and it took him a while to remember, "You are the son of the Taifu, right?" Gu Huaifeng asked.

The new lieutenant nodded.

"Teacher must have taught you a lot, didn't he teach you to obey orders?" Gu Huaifeng asked.

The new lieutenant general was taken aback, "Yes, but, general, I'm just offering my opinion."

Just as Cheng Fenghou turned around, he turned his head and told him, "On the battlefield, you have to speak from experience. The things you learned in books don't work here. Hurry up and arrange to go." passed.

Gu Huaifeng sat on the stone and took a sip of wine, thinking that the jug was taken at home when the peach blossoms were in bloom last time, and wondered what Ziyi was doing now, and whether Xiao Guqing had grown taller.

He blew the wind for a while, and his skin had long since lost the feeling of the winter in Saibei. The new deputy general ran over and told him out of breath, "General, it's too late, the barbarians have already arrived. Now, now, what should we do now?" ?”

Hou Chengfeng let out a breath, just staring at the new lieutenant general with delicate skin and tender flesh.

"Why did you come to serve as a soldier?" He asked suddenly, his voice was calm, as if he was chatting with a lieutenant general.

"Huh?" The lieutenant general was taken aback by the question.

"Your father is the grand tutor. Wouldn't it be nice to live a good life at home? What are you doing here?" Cheng Fenghou asked again.

The new lieutenant still looked at him suspiciously. "Have you thought about it, what if you can't go back?" Chengfeng Hou added.

The deputy general was fixed in the wind, and after finally seeing the wind and snow clearly, Hou Chengfeng stared at him with endless sadness and despair.

"I still have a son. He will take care of his father in the future and take care of him until the end of his life." The deputy general said.

Cheng Fenghou nodded, without speaking, stood up and grabbed the apricot blossom wine that was frozen on the snow.

"Call out the soldiers and fight out with me."

The wind was strong, and the sky and the earth were boundless. Cheng Fenghou's silver armor was particularly dazzling in the snow, with a bright red streak and a lonely soul.

He rushed to the front, lost food and grass to supply Gu's army like fish at the slaughter, Gu Huaifeng looked left and right, and one by one his comrades fell beside him.Gu Huaifeng's face and body were covered with blood, I don't know whose blood it was, the hot blood was sprinkled on the general's soul, and quickly dried up in the cold wind in Saibei.

He roared, shouted, swung the apricot blossom wine desperately, and fought out from the encirclement after circle. Winter finally shed a little sunshine in the endless thick clouds.

Gu Huaifeng stabbed the apricot blossom wine on the ground and looked back, except for the fallen barbarians, there were no more than a dozen people around him.

Not far ahead, Zhang Jiyao's mighty Tangtang's troops rushed over without haste, but the sound of horseshoes was loud. The deputy general looked back and said hoarsely, "General, the barbarians are here again. But the reinforcements have finally arrived."

Hou Chengfeng heard hope in the lieutenant general's tone, he turned his head, shook his head, and before Zhang Jiyao approached, he shouted back, "Stay away, those who come are not good!"

All the soldiers were taken aback.

"I'll let you run!" Cheng Fenghou shouted again.

The deputy general suddenly knelt down, "We are willing to follow the general to the death!"

"Are you fucking deaf?" Gu Huaifeng ignored the lieutenant and cursed loudly, "Did I not hear what I said!"

The rest of the dozen or so people looked at each other, and suddenly they all knelt down and said in unison, "We will follow the general to the death! We will follow the general to the death!"

Gu Huaifeng took a long breath, and grabbed the lieutenant general by his coat to lift him up.

"Don't die, do you?"

"I'm not afraid of how many people have fought in ancient times!" the deputy general said firmly.

Gu Huaifeng let go of him, watching Zhang Jiyao's army gradually reveal its outline in the snowstorm.

"Okay." Gu Huaifeng nodded, "When we get to the top, I'll treat you guys to a drink." He said, clutching the apricot blossom wine tightly, and rushed towards Zhang Jiyao.

There are no horses, no drums, no military flags, but a dozen or so people are like a huge army. The spirit of the entire Gu family army is burning and seething.

When Zhang Jiyao smiled, it was as if he was watching a few insects struggling for death. With a wave of his hand, the archers all released their arrows.

The arrow pierced Gu Huaifeng's armor and pierced his shoulder armor fiercely. Zhang Jiyao jumped off his horse, swung his gun, and swung it at Gu Huaifeng.Gu Huaifeng crossed the apricot blossom wine with one hand, fending off the menacing Zhang Jiyao.

"Hou Chengfeng is really good at it." Zhang Jiyao laughed.

Gu Huaifeng stared angrily, and shouted, "Bravely rebel! Take your life!" As he spoke, he stabbed Zhang Jiyao.

"Just because of you now?" Zhang Jiyao still smiled, "Gu Huaifeng, I gave you a chance, if you want to blame, you will blame yourself for being ignorant!" In a few words, the two had already fought together. He threw out a short knife and stabbed it hard into Gu Huaifeng's chest.

The person who fought to the end still fell together with the dozen or so people.

Heroes cannot escape the curtain, wars and deaths are inevitable.Gu Huaifeng fell down, and the wind from Saibei weaved a web, as if trying to catch this old friend who had been with him for more than ten years, but he couldn't help but scatter again and again.

Gu Huaifeng thought, whether he was right or wrong all these years, and whether his last choice was right or wrong.

He didn't know, and there was no pain on his body. He was afraid that Ziyi would blame him, and that Xiao Guqing would forget what his father was like in the future.The moment he fell to the ground, Gu Huaifeng only wanted to take another sip of peach blossom wine.

The snow was flying all over the sky, and the jug carved with small peach blossoms rolled in the snow for a while.

The scenery was already hazy, Gu Huaifeng desperately stretched out his hand, trying to catch the only thought about his hometown, like a snail, trying to climb to the mouth of the well to look at the sun, but it always fell halfway through the climb.

Zhang Jiyao tilted his head and looked at Chengfeng Hou, watching him struggling with all his strength, he didn't want to take a gun to resist, but just wanted to drink that sip of wine.

"It's ridiculous." Zhang Jiyao walked over, stepped down, and stepped hard on Gu Huaifeng's wrist, his ankle twisted back and forth, and the wind blew past, sweeping away the sound of broken bones.

That was the last voice left by a generation of generals.

Zhang Jiyao smiled, bowed his head to pick up the apricot blossom wine, pulled Gu Huaifeng's head, and sarcastically said, "Your Majesty Chengfeng. From now on, you are the rebel." He blew a trumpet to the barbarians, telling them that today's play is over , You can go home and rest.