[Quick Transmigration] Xiao Shou is always dying

"Jiajia, don't drink too much." Qi Mo cut off the pottery bowl in Ji Jia's hand, and took it in his own hand. The wine that was filled by Nan Gongzhang, the clear water reflected the color of golden red burning clouds, and Qi Mo's eyes were dark , glanced at Nan Gongzhang, raised the wine bowl in his hand to him, drank it all in one gulp, then turned his head to look at Ji Jiadao, "You were injured a while ago, don't drink anymore."

Looking into the distance, Ji Jia didn't know whether she had drunk too much, or because of the heat of the bonfire, her cheeks were flushed. When she heard Qi Mo's words, she took a moment to react before she nodded in a daze.

The bonfire on the side was crackling, the comrades around toasted happily, and many soldiers sang songs from their hometown, which was very lively.

But Qi Mo could only see the young man beside him.

The setting sun coated the handsome young man with a layer of golden light, even the jet-black hair seemed to be dyed with color, and the young man's eyebrows and eyes became extremely soft, with a kind of illusory beauty.Qi Mo couldn't help sighing and admiring when he looked at it. He thought that Ji Jia would be very uncomfortable at the border and would find it difficult to accept the cruelty of the battlefield, but he didn't expect that Ji Jia was much stronger than he imagined... Although at first There were also periods of great incompatibility, but he overcame it very quickly and decisively, which made him feel frightened, distressed and admirable, and even more heartbroken.

Qi Mo knew that Nan Gongzhang was probably the same.

Don't ask him why he knows, it's a very strange feeling, although Nan Gongzhang only shows his great appreciation for Ji Jia, and he feels a bit like a corporal, but he just knows it.At this time, Qi Mo was extremely thankful that Ji Jia's brain was not enlightened. In this case, no one would have a chance. However, compared to Nan Gongzhang, Qi Mo was very sure that his favorability in Ji Jia's heart must be many times higher than that of Nan Gongzhang. .

Seeing Ji Jia's cute appearance, Qi Mo couldn't help showing a smile. He stretched out his hand to touch Ji Jia's forehead, and then touched Ji Jia's cheek. Seeing that Ji Jia still seemed a little unresponsive, he was amused. Sure enough, Drunk again.

Nan Gongzhang also burst out laughing, apparently noticing Ji Jia's situation.

"Qi Mo." When his name was called suddenly, Qi Mo agreed reflexively. No matter where he was, it seemed that Ji Jia was the only one who called his name like this.

"I..." Ji Jia looked into the distance, his expression was a little ethereal, and his eyes were a little blurred. If someone who knew Ji Jia looked carefully, it would be easy to find that Ji Jia was drunk, but his words were very clear, "I Not drunk."

Usually people who say they are not drunk are already drunk.Qi Mo was amused in his heart, and knew that drunk people can't care about it, so he could only follow Ji Jia and say, "Okay, okay, not drunk, not drunk, you Ji Jia is the worst, and you will never get drunk after a thousand cups."

Ji Jia smiled lightly when he heard the words, nodded in agreement, and reached out to Guan Qimo for the pottery bowl.

Qi Mo couldn't laugh or cry even more. Naturally, he couldn't give the wine bowl again, "Did you forget the last time you lost a game of chess to me, and you still want to drink if you didn't win?"

Ji Jia was taken aback when he heard this, and he really didn't want the pottery bowl anymore, so he sat quietly and watched the soldiers laughing.

Surrounded by joy, I don't know who called out first, "Master Zuo, it doesn't matter if you can't drink, why don't you sing a song to make up for it?"

"Yes, yes, Ji Jia, it's rare to be so happy today, so don't refuse! I can sing with my broken voice, how can you be silent?" It was another general of the same level as Ji Jia, he Just now, he sang a magic sound piercing his brain, and couldn't help but tease Ji Jia.

"Okay, you all stop making trouble, Ji Jia is drunk." Qi Mo said helplessly for Ji Jia, he couldn't control these soldiers if they really wanted to make a fuss.

Before the soldiers below could complain about Qi Mo's favoritism, Ji Jia had already refuted, "I'm not drunk." He spoke clearly, and his posture was straight, not at all drunk.

"That's right." The soldiers roared with pride, "General Zuo, come and sing!"

Ji Jia pursed her lips, and readily agreed, "It's just a song, nothing difficult."

Qi Mo's eyes lit up, and he said in surprise, "Jiajia, can you really sing?"

Men sang, in fact, there were many in the military camp. Anyone could hum a few songs from their hometown, and hum a few words when they were happy, just for fun.The barracks are not like Beijing, and the men feel bad when they sing.Discipline comes first in the army, and the rest of the time is casual.

Ji Jia nodded firmly. Not only can he sing, but he can also sing very well. His singing style is very popular. This is the only real thing in the 17 years before his life.

Nan Gongzhang looked at Ji Jia in surprise, but he was used to the military camp for a long time, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so he took a sip of the wine, and the rough pottery bowl he used, but he just used it with a feeling of good porcelain, Wouldn't it be fun to eat wine and enjoy music, and urged, "What are you doing mysteriously, if you are a man, don't dawdle, hurry up and sing!"

The soldiers around were excited and looked over expectantly.

Ji Jia smiled slightly, looked at the sky with her beautiful phoenix eyes, took a deep breath, and sang in a cool voice, "Among the hustle and bustle, who is worried, who is frowning? Reining in the horse and neighing, the crowd dispersed, who walked away?" Pressing forward? In the prime of life, I vowed to live up to the life given to me by the heavens. The echo of the water flowed in my ears, messing up the ink stains in my eyes. But seeing Hua Luoyan go away without paying attention, he just poured out his heart full of will, reflecting the madness and drunkenness of the wheel. Drenching, whose temples are reddened by the fire? But seeing the water and the sky meet and set sail, he just laughs that the danger is coming together, and the majestic horse is full of chivalry, and the sigh can be remembered in an instant."

The crowd gradually fell silent, and only this beautiful and deserted voice was flying under the quiet night sky. It was pleasant to the ear, and it entrusted a kind of longing with a strong appeal.

Although I don't know who the "he" in this word is, and I don't know what kind of emotion it is, but the deep sigh at the end hit people's hearts hard.

Under the light of the bonfire, people suddenly thought of many, many days and nights of fighting on the battlefield, thought of one tragic and fiery battle after another, thought of relatives far away, lover waiting at home, deeply Deeply moved, my mind drifted to the distant home.

This young man who took off his heavy armor and his face did not even lose his innocence and childishness, his clear and singing figure turned into an eternal picture, which was imprinted in the hearts of countless people and could never be erased.

Unlike everyone who was intoxicated by the singing, Qi Mo frowned tightly. The singing was indeed very pleasant, even without a little soundtrack, it was enough to move everyone who heard it, but Qi Mo felt anxious, and his mind was full of anxiety. It seemed that something was about to move, trying to break through the strong shackles, but it couldn't do the same no matter what.

In the dark, Qi Mo had a strange feeling.

He seemed to have heard this song, and he remembered it.

But why?He had never known that Ji Jia could sing before, nor had he heard Ji Jia sing, but he felt that he knew the singing voice.This singing voice should not be full of sighs like this, but a kind of... a kind of what?

... Lingering and lingering.That's how it should be.

In the silence, Nan Gongzhang and others looked at Ji Jia in surprise, and finally couldn't help clapping their hands and applauding loudly.

Thunderous applause resounded through the entire camp!

"Okay! Ji Jia, you sing really well! Bi Jingzhong..." Nan Gongzhang wanted to praise, but suddenly felt that it was inappropriate, so he laughed a few times regardless of embarrassment, and patted Ji Jia's shoulder, Smiling at Ji Jia, Ji Jia returned a smile, which was different from usual, this smile was like the satisfaction and innocence of a child eating candy, Nan Gongzhang felt his heart beating like a drum just by looking at it, and immediately averted his eyes, with the side A general's wine glasses collided, making a crisp sound, clear wine splashed out, and happiness spread.

Nan Gongzhang's applause suddenly awakened Qi Mo, who was in deep thought. Qi Mo came back to his senses, feeling flustered and still a little uncontrollable. He quickly looked for Ji Jia, and saw Ji Jia sitting beside him, straightening his head. When I was about to fall asleep little by little, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Qi Mo shook his head, shook off the strange thoughts in his head, and couldn't help laughing at himself. Could it be that he likes Ji Jia so much that he likes it crazy, that's why he feels like he's familiar with what Ji Jia does?It's really... stupid.

Smiling helplessly, Qi Mo held Ji Jia's head, let him lean on his body, took off the cloak, and gently covered Ji Jia's body.Turning his head, he participated in the hustle and bustle of the soldiers.

The bonfire burned all night, and the carnival lasted all night.

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In the spring of the 33rd year of Qingyuan, the Hu-Han war ended, and the Daewoo army won a complete victory. With the Hu prince as a hostage, they finally returned to the dynasty.

Ji Jia rode on a tall horse and set off towards the capital with the huge team. His thoughts were a bit complicated. Although he had been in the army for more than a year, Ji Jia had not lost contact with Beijing. His mission was not to make contributions. Merit building is a means, not an end.

He is more concerned about Ji Qian's situation than anyone else.

The development of the army took away the third prince who admired Ji Qian the most, coupled with the foreshadowing made by Ji Jia before, it was impossible for him to rise up, and he could only follow the sixth prince to be a good person. However, as a prince, the sixth prince will naturally He pays a lot of attention to the war, and doesn't have so much time to pay attention to Ji Qian.And the military situation is not allowed to inquire casually, so he can only hold back.This is information extracted from Mrs. Ji's letter.

In addition, Mrs. Ji was worried about his life, so she went to see people everywhere for him, and decided on a good one in her heart, so she would definitely invite Ji Qian to ask. Speech in a good manner, once he made it clear what he meant by refusal, Mrs. Ji would respect him very much, so she had to go to the young lady's house to apologize in person, and only made Ji Qian a stranger inside and out.In addition, the later good concubine was not easy, and Ji Qian's room was already so troubled that he was often battered.This is what Ji Yuxin meant.

Ji Wan also sent a letter, saying that her husband was acquainted with Ji Qian, and he often heard Ji Qian insulting and cursing Ji Jia, and told him to be on guard against Ji Qian when he came back, and not to be fooled.

Ji Qian couldn't rise anymore, Ji Jia knew it.