Jun You Ji Fou

According to the ancestral practice of Daxia, all the clansmen, nobles and court officials who participated in the spring hunting must first go to Jianzhang Palace with the emperor to burn incense and sacrifice, and then set off for the Hunting Palace the next day.

Although the spring hunting atmosphere is no longer what it used to be, the necessary rituals are still complete, and today is no exception.

After reading the words to worship the gods, the sound of drums and music stopped, and the ceremony was over. Li Yanzhen was thinking about the unfinished landscape painting, and without any delay, she gave the order to get up and drive back to the palace.

The government affairs of the other people present have been handed over to their subordinates these days, and they have nothing to do. However, the Jianzhang Palace is full of spring, and the imperial garden in the setting sun is beautiful. All the officials slowed down in unison. While chatting, they walked out slowly.

Su Shiyu lagged a little behind, and turned to leave after seeing that the guard of honor was put in order, and within a few steps, someone approached him from not far away, and greeted him, "My lord!"

The round-faced boy was dressed in official uniform and saber, and it was rare for him to suppress the childish air between his brows, but it was a pity that he was destroyed by his joyful expression at the moment.

Su Shiyu didn't notice that Luo Xin was under the guard before, but he was only slightly surprised, so he nodded gently, and asked politely, "How are you doing in the Ministry of War these few days?"

"Not too good." Luo Xin replied honestly.

"What's wrong?"

"Didn't your lord close the case of King Huainan just a few days ago? The verdict is posted all over Chang'an. Now everyone knows that King Huainan is not a good thing. I'm not blaming my lord, but you know, my lord, I'm stupid. I don’t know the twists and turns. I joined the army only because when I was a child, I heard people tell about General Chu’s war against the Huns. I was very envious, so I also wanted to fight to serve the country. The King of Huainan never used me. Before knowing that he was going to rebel He didn’t have any special feelings, so he came to Chang’an with the adults, and he thought it was nothing.” Luo Xin was a little frustrated, “But I’ve been here for a few days, and people always ask me about Huainan King. I think I don’t want to talk about it. Several times I even heard them secretly discussing that I am a remnant of Huainan, that my lord brought me to Chang’an to lure wolves into my house, and it’s possible that you, my lord, have other ideas..."

He stopped speaking, lowered his head and did not speak further.

Su Shiyu didn't care about the last words, and just smiled lightly, "Since you always know what you want to do, why are you being stumbling down by others' criticisms now?"

"But even the patrol soldiers don't really believe me..."

"Is what you want to accomplish wrong?" Su Shiyu asked suddenly.

"Of course not!" Luo Xin was categorical, "How could it be wrong to kill the enemy for the country!"

"The other people suspect you, will it make you shake?" Su Shiyu looked at him with calm eyes.

Luo Xin thought about it seriously, then shook his head, "No, otherwise I wouldn't have come to Chang'an with you."

Su Shiyu withdrew his gaze and smiled, "Since that's the case, why do you bother with those criticisms?"

Luo Xin was taken aback for a moment, before he realized it after a while, solemnly nodded to Su Shiyu, his gaze was as firm as iron, and then he couldn't help but said: "My lord... I want to ask one more question."

"But it doesn't matter."

"Do you have a bad relationship with General Chu?" He asked carefully.

Su Shiyu was slightly surprised, "Why did you say that?"

Luo Xin hesitated for a moment, and said falteringly: "When they discussed, they all thought that you brought me to Chang'an to use me to divide General Chu's power, and even allow me to replace General Chu one day, but...why? General Chu He is so powerful, and he has done so much for Daxia, why should he treat him like this?"

Su Shiyu was silent, and turned his head slightly to look forward. Chu Mingyun stood alone under the weeping willow, holding a branch of bise with his hand, looking at something absently.

——Why do you still treat him like this?

Because you have never seen Chu Mingyun who is decisive, cold and ruthless.

Because you have never seen Chu Mingyun who is smiling and counting all the tricks.

You have never seen him so easily that Da Xiazi had to give up his military power.

You haven't seen how he rose to power in just a few years.

Only bones and blood can be stacked to such a height.

After going to Huainan, Su Shiyu had the intention of testing and confirming, but Chu Mingyun realized that he did nothing and buried his ambition deeply.

That night from the pavilion, Chu Ming said, "Expand thousands of miles of territory, and summon all parties to worship", Su Shiyu heard the truth, but it was more than that simple.

But if he doesn't move, he can't figure it out.

Nothing can be done.

——Why do you still treat him like this?

It's also because of me that I can't figure out what he is thinking.

Helpless, helpless, don't know what to do, don't know how to treat him, no matter in public,... or in private.

Seeing Su Shiyu lost in thought, Luo Xin knew he had said something wrong, so he quickly apologized.Su Shiyu glanced at him back to his senses, smiled flatly, and let him find an idle topic.

Chu Mingyun withdrew his gaze, casually tore off the slender willow leaves and crushed them at his fingertips, feeling that the conversation between the two was going to be endless.

Ye Jue rubbed a light green mark on Su Bai's fingertips. Suddenly, he heard the footsteps of two people not far behind him while he was wandering. He turned around slowly and was about to speak, but found that it was the Ninth Prince of the Huns, Yuwen Falcon. with his attendants.

There was a moment of wrong eyes.

The attendant lowered his eyes in horror, and Chu Mingyun turned back indifferently.

Then Yuwen Falcon's voice sounded, speaking in the language of the Huns, he asked the attendant, "Yu Lu, why are you so afraid of him?"

"Ninth Prince, you have never been on a battlefield, so you don't understand. It's like someone who has never seen a ghost, of course they don't know how terrible a ghost is."

"A ghost? Him?" Yuwen Falcon was obviously displeased, "Yu Lu, you are a strong Hun guy after all, and that guy is as white and tender as a woman. Doesn't your face look ugly when you say that?"

Chu Mingyun could understand the Hun language as early as during the battle, but he didn't bother to speak it if he couldn't speak it. Yuwen Falcon thought he didn't understand, so he didn't hide his words, so he simply pretended to be deaf and dumb, and didn't bother to answer .

But Yu Lu hurriedly pulled Yuwen Falcon when he heard the words, "Ninth Prince, be careful what you say, the Han people are more powerful than you think."

"I know that the Han people are powerful. They have lived in narrow houses for a long time, and they are full of ditches in their hearts. They are best at tricks and tricks. If it weren't for those, with the strength of our prairie men, this would have been our pasture long ago. .”

Yu Lu sighed in a low voice, and said vaguely: "The Ninth Prince is still young, and he should gradually understand that the stories circulating in the tent are not all believable."

"What are you talking about?" Yuwen Falcon pulled back his sleeves and looked straight at him, "Tell me, is the story of Brother Huang's believable? We fought against each other 13 years ago. Is the victory believable?"

"...It's believable." Yu Lu said.

"Then what are you so afraid of? Isn't there a decent general out there?" Yuwen Falcon said, "Thirteen years ago when the Xiongnu attacked, so many generals in Daxia abandoned the city, and almost no one resisted. The most ridiculous In Liangzhou, it was actually a woman who stood up. In the end, the woman's body was hung on the city tower. When the air dried up, it could not arouse the bloodiness of the remaining soldiers. During the ten days of massacring the city, not even a man who had the courage to resist No, weak and incompetent," he said sarcastically, "the Han people are nothing more than that."

Chu Mingyun pinched off a willow branch.

Yu Lu was startled, looked at Chu Mingyun's motionless back, grabbed Yuwen Falcon regardless of dignity, and hurriedly changed to another path, his figure disappeared in the lush forest.

The thin branch was stuck in the palm, oozing dark juice little by little, and moaned that it was about to burst.

Chu Mingyun slowly loosened his five fingers, the sticky touch of his hands was like thick blood plasma, he raised his eyes and looked into the distance, the blood color of the setting sun spread out in the sky, stretching to the invisible distance.

- Don't look back.

The smoke of gunpowder burned in my memory for 13 years, flying arrows and arrows shot down from the sky, and the vermilion city gate collapsed, leaning on the ruined walls to watch this purgatory.

—No retreat.

The flames of war burned all the grass and trees in the mountains and rivers, and cried and cried throughout the prosperity of thousands of miles.The Xiongnu's iron hooves stepped over young children and girls, and burned thick blood-colored mottles on the bluestone slabs, and the depths of scorched fire marks.

——Ming Yun, don't look back, don't retreat.

—You want to escape.

—You have to escape!

——Everyone can be afraid, anyone can retreat, everyone can give up, and everyone can wait to die, but you can't!

"...Sister."

The red-clothed woman holding the sword froze, and said slowly and hoarsely: "What's the matter?"

"...you look so vicious now."

The woman was stunned, tears rolled down from her red eyes, she covered her eyes, and scolded with a choked voice, "Bastard!"

In the end, he couldn't help but look back. Across the shadows of the trees, the blood soaked from the familiar city filled his eyes, extending all the way up, dyeing the entire sky red.

Holding the sword in front of him, he ended up hanging his corpse for public display.

Chu Mingyun closed his eyes and smiled very lightly.

A sword whistle pierced through the air.

All the ministers looked around in amazement, only to see the branches and leaves whirling in the forest, and there was no one around.

Before he could ask a question, another figure rushed into the forest, almost passing them, but he couldn't see who it was.

Only Luo Xin stood there in a daze, not knowing what the calm Master Su had seen, so he chased after him without a word of explanation.

Among the luxuriant green leaves, the corners of dark blue robes fluttered, flashed past, and was accurately caught by Su Shiyu's eyes. He concentrated on his speed again, and stretched out his hand suddenly while the shadow of the clothes flickered, and clasped Chu Mingyun's shoulders. Taking advantage of this moment of slowness, he brought him into his arms, wrapped his arms around Chu Mingyun's chest, and suppressed him with great effort.

"open!"

"Calm down." Su Shiyu was still panting, and hugged him tightly from behind.

But Chu Mingyun couldn't listen to a few words, and just struggled fiercely. He couldn't use it in the shackles, and the long sword in his hand suddenly turned in the palm of his hand, and stabbed straight behind him.

Su Shiyu didn't move at all, and forcibly resisted the sword.

The sword's edge sliced ​​open the side of his neck obliquely, and a coolness fell, and the blood line immediately stretched along the shoulder line, leaving a bright red mark on the plain white collar.

Su Shiyu shuddered slightly uncontrollably, frowned, and increased the strength of his hands, locked Chu Mingyun tightly in his arms, raised his other hand to cover his eyes, his strength was unceremonious, but his tone was relaxed. Soften, "Calm down, they are envoys for peace, at least you can't kill them right now."

Chu Mingyun didn't expect him to hide like this, and he didn't feel a slight pause in the movement of breaking free. The moment his eyes were covered by his palm, everything turned blank in an instant, and he could hardly hold the sword.

"Don't be impulsive, calm down, think about it, you have already killed all your enemies on the battlefield, and you have recovered all the lost land..."

"It's okay, it's okay, those who hurt you have been killed by you..."

"...It's all over."

He repeated it again and again, and finally felt that the person in his arms gradually gave up struggling, but his whole body was still trembling uncontrollably, as if he was trying his best to endure.

There was a slightly itchy touch from the eyelashes in the palm, and after a long time, Chu Mingyun slowly opened his mouth:

"Hey," he said in a hoarse voice, "just use your tone and say a few more words to me."

"What do you want to hear?" Su Shiyu asked.

Chu Mingyun was silent for a long time, then said very lightly: "Say you are here, say you are still alive."

Su Shiyu was taken aback for a moment, then turned his face close to Chu Mingyun's ear, and said slowly and seriously, "I'm still alive, and I'm here," he paused, and continued in an extremely gentle tone, "I be with you."

Word by word fell into the ears, and the voice was as warm as jade.

This bosom is warm, the familiar calming fragrance is warm and moist, and there is a faint smell of blood mixed in it.

Everything pointed to the existence of this man with absolute certainty.

Chu Mingyun gradually calmed down. After a breathless silence, he suddenly laughed: "Do you only have this little strength?"

Before Su Shiyu could react, he was embraced by Chu Mingyun who suddenly turned around.

He let go of the long sword in his hand, and the three-foot green blade fell to the ground with a clang.

He hugged Su Shiyu tightly, with the strength of crushing the flesh and blood, and with the attitude of absolutely possessing and not giving up.He lowered his eyes and buried his head in Su Shiyu's neck. After smelling the bloody smell, he moved closer and licked it without warning.

Su Shiyu froze suddenly, the warm and moist touch continued unconsciously on the side of his neck, his lips and teeth pressed against the skin, and the tip of his tongue traced the trajectory of the wound, licking away the blood bit by bit.

The breath fell on his neck, making his spine feel numb.

Chu Mingyun's hand holding him tightened unknowingly, loosened his neckline, licked along the blood line, from neck to shoulder, slowly, his lips were on his collarbone, wanting to chase away the bloodstain again end.

There was a slight breeze in the forest, and the coolness on his shoulders woke up Su Shiyu suddenly, "...Master Chu!"

He pulled away Chu Mingyun's hand and took a step back, closing his neckline which was mostly torn open, and closed his eyes to hide a trace of panic in his eyes.

Chu Mingyun stood where he was, his eyes gradually became clearer, he blinked slowly, as if he had woken up from a big dream, and couldn't react for a while, "...Master Su."

Su Shiyu had already straightened his robe, except for the bloodstain on the neckline, there were no traces. When he looked up, he even smiled as usual, and said calmly, "Lord Chu, just calm down."

"I……"

"It's not a troublesome injury, Mr. Chu don't need to blame yourself." Su Shiyu interrupted him.

"I didn't mean that, I just..."

"There are still people waiting over there, let's go back as soon as possible."

Chu Mingyun remained silent and looked at him quietly, but Su Shiyu looked away, and smiled softly after a while, "You don't have to worry about it."

Chu Mingyun didn't know what he wanted to say. At this moment when his thoughts were sluggish, Su Shiyu looked back at him with a smile, like water and smoke, light and peaceful, and then walked back.

The blood on Su Shiyu's collar was very conspicuous, but he couldn't cover it up. When he and Chu Mingyun stepped out of the forest one after the other, there was a whisper among the courtiers who hadn't left yet.

Su Shiyu walked back in front of Luo Xin as if nothing had happened, nodded and said apologetically, "The situation is urgent just now, so I'm sorry."

Luo Xin shook his head in a daze to express his indifference, and asked, "My lord, why are you injured? Was that sound from General Chu's sword just now, you two..."

Su Shiyu said flatly, "There was some accident just now. Master Chu drew his sword to block the fallen tree. When I went there, I was scratched by a sharp branch. It's nothing."

Luo Xin believed it without thinking. He stared at Su Shiyu, and couldn't help but wonder, "How is your lord? Did you get any other injuries? Why is your face still a little red?"

Su Shiyu paused, put the back of his hand to his cheek, and said in a steady tone, "Really?"

"That's right!" Luo Xin nodded and raised his finger, "There seems to be some spots on the base of the ears."

"..." Su Shiyu put down his hand, met Shang Luoxin's sincere gaze, and sighed, "That's all the same as what I said before. You don't have to rush to make any achievements to prove yourself. It's better to read more books when you have time."

"What are you doing studying?" Luo Xin was puzzled, "I'm a general, and I don't take the number one exam."

"Read more books and learn some ways of dealing with the world." Su Shiyu said.

Such speculative news always spread too fast. When Chu Mingyun returned to the mansion, Du Yue and Qin Zhao were already standing in front of the door waiting for him.

"Okay you, swordsmanship is so good, I heard that the angle could almost kill my brother?" This is Du Yue who eccentrically shortened 'cousin' to 'brother' to show his position.

"You decided to give up playing around and go straight to the fight?" This is Qin Zhao, who always has a face that looks like he's about to move.

Chu Mingyun walked towards his room as if he had never heard of it.

"What's wrong with your face so ugly?" Qin Zhao chased up and asked.

"Hey, Chu, have you been struck by lightning at last?" Du Yue's tone suddenly turned cheerful.

Chu Mingyun waved his sleeves and slammed the door to block those two things out.

Chu Mingyun sat down at the table, added a cup of tea for himself, and his expression gradually became complicated after he drank it all. Then he raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows, and said to himself in disbelief: "How could I hold the cup of tea?" Su Shiyu licked it..."