It's not good to be a courtier

When he was running all the way, Feng Yan wished he could come to him immediately, but now standing in front of the simple wooden door, he actually felt a little bit of nostalgia.Pushing open the half-open door, the bed was facing the door, Murong Qi, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes suddenly when he heard the voice, and was slightly taken aback, his amber eyes were tightly locked on him.Feng Yan didn't even have time to look at his changes in the past three years, only to see that his face was blue and his lips were pale.Someone kicked her back, Feng Yan staggered, and stood sideways.

Two people passed him and came in, one in white and the other in green. The young man in green said anxiously: "Your Highness, senior brother is here." With a calm expression on his face, he casually lowered his head to inspect his injuries, and said for a while: "I only went back to Gu Yueyu, and you made this injury again, let me take a look."

Murong Qi lowered his eyes without saying a word, and slowly brought out the arm that was covered in front of his chest, revealing a black gold arrow hilt, the arrow was extremely short, three inches above the arrow did not enter the body, only the An inch of the arrow shaft is exposed outside the body.Feng Yan's eyes jumped suddenly, it was the hidden weapon of the Guchuan tribe.The young man in white grasped the arrow handle with his slender and flexible hands and inspected it carefully. There was an almost inaudible frown between his brows, and he probed again in disbelief. He asked strangely, "How did you offend them?"

Murong Qi was silent, the young man seemed to be used to it, he cleaned his hands in the copper basin at the side, turned around and said: "Everyone who has nothing to do with it, go out."

Feng Yan raised his eyes and looked at Murong Qi again, but the man never raised his eyes again, he stretched out his hand to stop the young man in white, and asked in a low voice, "Sir, how are you going to take his arrow?"

The young man in white didn't even lift an eyelid, he just prepared the equipment by himself.The young man in blue who was standing quietly next to him taunted: "Why, you also know medical skills? It doesn't look like you are dressed like this," he said, looking him up and down, with disdain in his eyes.

Feng Yan also looked at the blue-clothed youth, and saw that the white-clothed youth didn't intend to pay attention to him, so he simply said: "When the master fetches the arrow for him, you must not pull the arrow from the front, you must remove the tail feathers and let it show from the back."

The young man in white paused for a moment, then raised his body to look at him, with an expression of interest on his calm face, he said with great interest: "You actually know this arrow?" Without waiting for his answer, he turned to look at Murong Qi and said: "Since you have found a helper, why did you call me here urgently from eight hundred miles away?"

Feng Yan raised his eyes to look at the young man in white, and said apologetically, "I am not a doctor, but I have seen this kind of arrow before. I have also seen many military doctors take arrows rashly, and finally made irreparable mistakes."

The young man in white nodded, and seeing the disapproval on the young man's face, he explained to him: "The arrow is named for its luxuriance, it is short and sharp, and the arrow is poisonous. Generally, those who are hit by the arrow will pull it out in a hurry to avoid the poison from deepening. The intention of the person who designed this arrow. This arrow is the arrow in the arrow. The second wound will cause irreversible damage. Nine out of ten people I encounter will die. The method just mentioned by the general is the best solution. After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Feng Yan, "I was planning to use this method to Your Highness, can you go out now?"

Feng Yan turned to look at Murong Qi, his voice was weak, his face was pale and gloomy, sweat poured down from his forehead, he turned around after thinking for a while and said, "Can I stay, you need someone to help him. "

The young man in white didn't say a word, because he knew that His Highness the Eighteenth didn't like to be close to strangers the most. He waited for a while, but he was slightly surprised that he didn't get a reprimand from His Highness, who was always ruthless.

At that time, Feng Yan had already walked to the side of the couch and squatted down. The young man in white first used thick iron scissors to cut off the excess ornaments on the arrow handle. Feng Yan came up to support Murong Qi. The young man in white was even more surprised. She didn't even change her expression, let alone avoid him.For a moment in a trance, he used his inner strength to punch the arrow out of Murong Qi's body, and blood spurted from Murong Qi's back, dripping down on the couch in a dark cloud.Murong Qi did not move at all from beginning to end, not even frowning.

After everything was tidied up, Wang Qi came in to deal with the aftermath, stepped forward to inspect the broken iron arrow, but found nothing wrong with it, Feng Yan said: "Sir, don't touch the arrow, carefully gouge it out. "

After a while, the end of the arrow that had wiped off the blood stains was presented upright. Feng Yan looked at the arrow with serious eyes. The middle suddenly separated, spit out dozens of fine and dense flower-shaped barbs woven with subway silk, which spread out to be the size of an adult's palm.The iron arrow entered the body, and the arrow was poisonous. Once the arrow was pulled out according to the normal treatment method, causing a second wound, the person would undoubtedly die.

Waiting to deal with everything, the sun was sinking, Feng Yan looked at the dim lights in the thatched hut, and felt an illusion of today and yesterday in his heart. He suddenly thought of the scene where he left three years ago, and the faint melancholy in his heart lingered. After Qi came out, he said: "I didn't know when I came, but since his crisis is resolved, I will go back."

"It's best to go back, so as not to be bored. I don't know how you got the news and came up to show your hospitality, but you ended up being ashamed when you rushed to nothing." At some point, the blue-clothed youth stood not far from them. Listen to their conversation clearly.

Duan Liyi was coming out of the cubicle, upon hearing this, he immediately said solemnly: "Your Majesty, don't talk nonsense, Young General Feng was once His Royal Highness's military attendant, and served His Highness before."

The young man in blue sneered, "I only know that his martial attendant is you, but I don't know this person."

Feng Yan smiled faintly, cupped his hands and said, "Sir, Mr. Duan, please leave Feng Yan." After speaking, he jumped on his horse and galloped away, taking away a haze of clouds.

Wang Qi quietly looked at the direction Feng Yan was leaving, and couldn't help thinking of what His Royal Highness said to him after being shot by an arrow, "If it doesn't happen, I will protect you." He replied, "If you are ungrateful, the hero may not survive." His Highness lowered his eyes and remained silent, his face turned darker and darker, but his eyes were still full of radiance.He also thought that this place is not far from the North Guard Camp, maybe His Highness would have a strong desire to survive after seeing him, and now it seems that he made the right bet.

In the middle of the night, candles were suddenly lit in the hut. Wang Qi, who had been guarding outside all the time, opened the door and entered. He saw Murong Qi leaning on the side of the couch with his clothes on, holding a black and heavy arrow handle in his hand.Wang Qi walked up to him and said, "Your Highness, don't bother yourself at this time."

Murong Qi didn't move at all, his eyes were heavy, and he said indifferently: "Guchuan haunts Qilian Mountains, connecting Xianbei, Beihu and Dayan. Beihu has always been greedy for me, Dayan. Now that the iron cavalry has grown stronger, it will soon go south. Gong, if they want to break through the Yumen Pass, they will definitely ask Gu Chuan for help." Murong Qi rubbed the arrow handle in his hand, fell silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "Has he arrived yet?"

Wang Qi replied: "It's been half an hour, and the secret guard came to report, and no one else was disturbed."

"The general has guarded the northern border for dozens of years, thinking that the northern border is under his control, but he doesn't know..." Murong Qi took a deep breath, his brows furrowed slightly, the poison traveled through his heart, even though it was restrained with medicine, it eventually caused damage.He slowly closed his eyes, and Feng Yan's anxious look appeared in his mind. Three years of living in the northern border had honed him to the ground and made him firm. Although it was just a rough glance, the radiant gaze was deeply imprinted on his face. In my heart, don't rush.

Feng Yan stayed up all night, recalling the figure of Murong Qi in his mind over and over again. That tall and proud young man now has a little bit of the appearance of the stalwart Emperor Jianxi in the future.Emperor Renhe is declining day by day, and the imperial court is now controlled by Murong You, but the most ferocious poisonous snake is Murong Qi. How Murong Qi can wipe out everything in the situation surrounded by these two powerful enemies is really unimaginable to Feng Yan, but the final winner But it is him, the depth of his heart and the wisdom and wisdom can be glimpsed.After thinking wildly all night, he got up early the next morning. When he got out of the camp, he saw the orderlies cleaning. He asked, "What are you cleaning?"

As soon as Yao Ying came out of the camp, he found that the orderlies were all over the camp. He actively packed them up, yawned, turned a corner and found Feng Yan, and saluted, "It's so early, Major General..."

Feng Yan came over and put his shoulders on his shoulders, and the two of them walked all the way to the food camp, saying as they walked, "Who wants to come here, so solemnly?"

"You were not here last night. The general ordered down to say that there is an envoy patrolling the sky. I don't know who it is." Yao Ying introduced the situation to him while walking, said that she looked around at the secret place, and whispered in his ear. , "I heard, I just heard that some unfavored prince who came here was squeezed out." After speaking, he patted his shoulder, "Hey, it doesn't have much to do with us anyway, eat and drink and stay here That's it, let's go and have breakfast."

Feng Yan nodded, feeling a little uncertain, wondering if the unfavored prince was referring to Murong Qi, but he was injured just now, so he shouldn't come so soon.He and Yao Ying just sat down, and each of them was biting a deep-fried dough stick happily. A messenger soldier from a large tent hurried into the tent and panted, "Two generals, the great general invites two of you to the main tent. The letter soldiers will report back, and the emissary We have already set off from the posthouse."

Yao Ying swallowed the fried dough sticks in her mouth, and said strangely: "The posthouse at Yumen Pass is four hours away from the Beiwei Camp, so why don't you go to the big tent to gather?"

The soldier wiped his forehead and said: "The envoy's outpost has arrived, and the general summoned all the generals to enter the account."

"This envoy is arrogant enough. He even sent a sentry over here. I think he has stayed in the capital for a long time. I don't know what's going on. Li Weili has come to the North Guard Camp." Yao Ying's face suddenly sank, lost He took the half-eaten fritters in his hand, picked up the cloth next to him and wiped his hands.After Feng Yan drank the last sip of soy milk, the curtain of the camp tent was lifted, and Liu Wei ran in, picked up a deep-fried dough stick and stuffed it indiscriminately, "Damn, why didn't you call me when you woke up, the big tents are all assembled, and I haven't eaten yet." breakfast."

Feng Yan Yiran picked up the cloth next to her and wiped her hands, and said slowly: "With your speed, there is no need to wake up too early." Before he finished speaking, Liu Yun had already eaten two fried dough sticks, a big pancake and a bowl of soy milk. Seeing that Yao Ying and Feng Yan were about to leave, he grabbed another big pancake in his hand, trotted to follow, and said while eating, "Who is here this time? The battle is so big?"

"No matter who comes, the North Guard camp has never been flooded, what are you afraid of?" Yao Ying walked in the front, and the three of them chatted all the way to the big tent. After entering the tent, their buttocks were still hot, and the messenger came to report that the envoy had arrived. .

All the generals immediately stood up and followed the general to welcome them out of the tent. Outside the camp, a gorgeous carriage stopped steadily, and there were heavy guards of honor.

The heavy curtain was lifted, and a pair of slender hands with distinct joints were supported by the attendants standing under the car. The young man in plain palace attire bent over and stepped down on the couch, his movements were smooth and smooth, without any trace of stagnation.If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes yesterday, Feng Yan would almost have thought that the young man with a rosy face and a slight smile in front of him was not lying dying on the couch waiting for treatment yesterday.

All the generals kowtowed and shouted in unison: "See His Majesty Eighteenth, and may His Highness be blessed to Chang'an."

"All the generals are in peace, and my palace patrols the sky on behalf of the sky. Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life. I have traveled all the way. The peace in the north is really the blessing of my big swallow." Murong Qi had a warm smile, and he glanced at someone from the corner of his eyes. Smile even more.

The two sides exchanged pleasantries for a few times, Feng Yong led the generals to welcome Murong Qi back to the big tent, Murong Qi sat in the main seat, and calmly dealt with the next conversation.Feng Yan sat in the last seat on the right, listening to it, his eyes couldn't stop looking at his chest, for fear of seeing the blood stains on the plain palace dress.

After talking for more than an hour, they talked about trivial things, and Murong Qi kept laughing nonchalantly.Feng Yong racked his brains for more than an hour, then stood up and said: "Your Highness has been exhausted all the way, go back to the camp to rest and rectify, and prepare a banquet in the army to clean up the dust for Your Highness."

Murong Qi refused again and again, but finally agreed, Feng Yong personally sent Murong Qi back to the camp, and the two were able to rest after some courtesies.

Feng Yan didn't even bother to eat and went back to the tent, walking back and forth for half an hour.Liu Yun, who came back with a full belch after eating, opened the tent and came in to see his appearance. He couldn't help laughing and said, "There is nothing wrong with you going to ask for peace. After all, you have served him before. If you don't go, you will be criticized."

Feng Yan hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm not afraid of anything, I'm just afraid of causing trouble to him."

"In his current situation, it's not your turn to trouble him. He has enough troubles. Although there are two tigers fighting in the court, he is still a prince after all. It's normal for people to covet you. Just go and come back. On the way, I went around to have a look, and the door was empty." Liu Yun went to the table and poured himself a glass of water to drink a few sips, and then said: "Besides, your unembarrassing status in the Beiwei camp is not because you worship him Thanks, hey, hey, I heard that the small kitchen has brought up the antelope meat at noon today, you might be able to eat it now."

Feng Yan rolled his eyes at him with disdain, opened the tent and left, and ran straight to Murong Qi's camp. When he was almost at the door, he saw Fu'er guarding the door, and immediately came up to him and saluted: "General, You're here," hurriedly turned around to close the curtain for him, and said softly, "The general advises Your Highness to sit and read for half a day and not take a good rest." After speaking, he glanced at Feng Yan meaningfully.

Feng Yan lowered his head to enter the tent, Murong Qi raised his eyes slightly, seeing him, the frost in his eyes melted, he slowly put down the book in his hand and said: "You haven't eaten yet, let's go together." Then he stood up and went to a table Sit down at the dining table and serve the dishes yourself.

Feng Yan was stunned, walked to the table and sat down, and then took a good look at him. In the morning, the plain palace attire had been replaced by a silver one. Although he couldn't see haggardness on his face, the corners of his eyes were red, but he couldn't hide it. Live tired.

"Yesterday..." Feng Yan paused, and immediately shut up vigilantly. Beiweiying is no better than the capital, and there are ears in all directions.He raised his hand to cover Murong Qi's back, his hand was where his injury was, he rubbed it slightly, and wrapped a thick bandage underneath.

"No problem," Murong Qi said with bright eyes, picked up a chopstick of antelope meat and put it on his plate, "It's just a small injury."

Feng Yan slowly put down his hands, and suddenly wanted to ask him a lot, asking him how he was doing in Beijing, why he suddenly appeared in the northern border, why he messed with Gu Chuan again, and why he didn't wait for his injury to heal before coming back Exploring the camp, these questions kept circling in his mind, and finally turned into a sigh, Feng Yan took a deep look at Murong Qi, and said a little depressed: "Your Highness is only 14 years old now, why does he feel much taller than I was then. "

Murong Qi smiled and bent his slender eyes, and said with a little regret: "You coaxed me again, your father is much taller than my father, I'm afraid I can't grow up to you."

Feng Yan scratched his head and felt that he was exaggerating a bit. Seeing Murong Qi pouring a glass of wine, he quickly stopped him and said, "You don't take your body seriously. It's not surprising that you got hurt a little when you were young. At this age, even cloudy and rainy days can be a hindrance, so don't drink alcohol, there will be a banquet in the evening."

Murong Qi frowned and asked, "What will happen if it rains on a cloudy day?"

Feng Yan said nonchalantly, "I've been stabbed in the back before, but now it's wet and painful behind the rain, it's not a big problem."

Murong Qi lowered his eyes, he really put down his wine glass, and ate a piece of food with chopsticks, but he just tasted it, lacking interest in the food on the table.

Feng Yan saw him picking this and that, eating a little of everything, picked up his chopsticks and said, "How do you have the strength to recover like this, you don't eat anything. You see, this piece of mutton is very good, those vegetables are nothing Everyone can eat it, but you still dislike it." While talking, he added a mountain of vegetables to Murong Qi on the plate, and seeing him eating a little bit, he said happily: "I will take you to Yucheng to eat when you are done. Mutton hot pot, this is the best day to eat hot pot."

Murong Qi frowned, and answered solemnly: "Okay, then it's a deal."

The two chatted while eating, and when they stopped their chopsticks, they both felt a bit full. Murong Qi said happily: "Where do you live, take me to see?"

Feng Yan was a little confused: "We are not like you. We use a tent by ourselves, and it is not as clean as this. It is not as refreshing as here. I have nothing to do in the afternoon, so I will stay here."

Murong Qi rolled his eyes again, Feng Yan said: "Go to sleep for a while later, the banquet in the army is no better than in the palace, it needs a lot of energy to cope with it at night."

Murong Qi nodded, really asked someone to come in to wash up, lay down on the bed and squinted his eyes and said: "If I snore later, don't scare you away."

Feng Yan said with a clear smile: "It's all old men, it's nothing to snooze, you go to sleep, I'm sure I won't run away in fear."

Murong Qi smiled and closed his eyes, Feng Yan was sitting in front of him, looking at this one and looking at that one, he actually found a few scripts in a pile of books, was about to read for a while, and glanced up at the bed.

Murong Qi closed his eyes, breathed lightly, slept well and quietly, his small fan-like eyelashes cast black shadows under his eyes, his white jade-like face showed some firmness, he was more and more like his impression Emperor Jianxi in the movie, the lonely and proud emperor who is always calm and resolute, thunderous.

When Murong Qi woke up, almost an hour passed, he slowly opened his eyes, and at a glance, he saw Feng Yan who was reading the script with relish.As soon as he moved, Feng Yan noticed it, dropped the book and walked over, "I woke up, did you sleep well?"

Murong Qi smiled and replied: "I slept very deeply, but I didn't have a dream, what are you looking at?"

"You still like to read story books? I thought you were too busy to care about anything else." Feng Yan looked at the table and said embarrassedly: "It's a bit messy, but I didn't read anything else."

"It doesn't matter if you read it, you can take all those notebooks, they still take up room with me." Murong Qi said, raising his hand slightly, Fu'er immediately came in to change his clothes.

Feng Yan stood up, and said strangely: "You took so much space," he searched and picked all of them into his arms.

Murong Qi looked at his busy back, pursed his lips and said nothing, a smile bloomed on his cheeks.Fu'er looked at it from the side with a smile on her face. His Highness originally searched for these words in the capital, and brought them all the way to the north, and it really hit General Feng's wishes.

The two gossiped for a while, someone outside the camp asked to see him, Feng Yan looked at the person, it was Gu Kunyu from Youwei Camp, an offshoot of Murong Qi's mother's Gu clan.Gu Kunyu didn't expect to see Feng Yan here, and said in amazement: "How can Your Highness associate with him, he is the direct descendant of the Feng family, and he is a member of His Highness Six."

Murong Qi looked at Feng Yan and said, "You go back first, see you tonight." As he said that, he turned around to see him off, but was stopped by Gu Kunyu, Murong Qi's face remained motionless, and he stood there watching Feng Yan leave. The streamer in the eyes was dim, suddenly full of murderous intent, fleeting.

"What's the matter with uncle?" Murong Qi asked, with alienation in his eyes, he slowly sat down behind the desk, the 14-year-old boy leaned back slightly in the chair, feeling a little domineering.

Gu Kunyu blinked his eyes, and felt that such a scene seemed familiar. The former emperor, the all-powerful Shengzudi, also had such a demeanor, commanding all the heroes to create the Great Yan with his own strength.Just for a moment, he felt that he was thinking too much, and said: "Your Highness is young, and there is no one available around him, so it is inevitable that he will be led astray. Knowing that His Highness is coming to the Northern Territory, your uncle specially sent you a powerful gift." Some people come to help you, I brought them, they are outside the camp. This is called to come in for you to recognize."

Murong Qi didn't speak, and there was no joy or anger in his calm eyes.Seeing that he had no objection, Gu Kunyu quickly said: "Don't come in yet." The curtain was lifted, and a long and tall young man stood by the gate, bowed his hands and said, "The last general, Long Yun, has seen His Highness."

The corners of Murong Qi's eyes twitched slightly, looking at that unparalleled face in the world, he said faintly, "Get up," the hand that was hanging casually on the back of the chair at that time was clenched with veins, and then turned his eyes to look at Gu Kun very naturally. Yu said: "Uncle is troublesome, so I will accept him." He said and looked at Fu'er.

Fu'er carried a box from one side, walked to Gu Kunyu and opened it, and the room was full of flowers.Gu Kunyu was overjoyed, and took the box, "Thank you, Your Highness, for the reward."

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I recommend "Tea Injury", a pretty good song.