General's Gown

A neat team of chariots and horses walked slowly on the streets of Shengjing City in Yan Kingdom.

The common people in Shengjing have seen a lot of battles of princes and nobles entering the capital on weekdays, so they didn't take this unremarkable team of horses and horses seriously at first, and they still wanted to do business bustlingly.However, no matter whether they were running a shop to do business, or they were carrying burdens and yelling in the streets, all of them were given a strange order in advance: motorcades entering Beijing, noise is prohibited, and offenders will be fined heavily.

So this team of horses and horses entered Beijing, and Shengjing, which was once bustling and bustling, became a dumb city for the first time. Many people blocked both sides of the road where the horses and horses were traveling.

"Hey, what kind of big shot are you talking about here, who won't let us common people talk when we enter the capital?" Someone asked in a low voice.

"I heard that he is a noble man who is seriously ill, and he can't bear to be disturbed. That's why we don't let us speak loudly." Another voice was lowered.

"Hmph, what a nobleman, I think it's the little face of the old emperor, otherwise, who can put on such a battle!"

"Shhh! Keep your voice down!"

A somewhat smug voice said: "You are really sure. The car curtain was blown open just now, guess what I saw?"

The people around immediately became interested when they heard it, and they all probed over to listen.

"Don't be fooled if you see anything!"

"There's a big beauty sitting in that car! Although it's only a blink of an eye, those eyes, that face... tsk tsk!"

People around looked enviously.

"Really! I heard people in the palace say that the emperor wants to take this nobleman into the palace to take care of him himself!"

"It doesn't look long, and there will be another favored empress in the palace!"

"you do not say!"

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In the carriage, Yan Changqing slowly opened his eyes. He lifted a crack of the curtain and quietly looked at the scenery outside the window.The bustling Shengjing street scene is full of large and small taverns, workshops, and pawnshops on both sides of the street, and colorful business banners flutter in the wind.There are also tea stalls with simple sheds.Whether it was the people at the stall or the people surrounding the carriages and horses, they all covered their mouths and whispered, stretching their necks from time to time to cast curious glances at the carriage.

When the curtain of the car was lifted, there was a burst of suppressed exclamation from the crowd on both sides of the road.The guards of the convoy immediately stepped forward, drove the crowd rushing forward, and motioned for silence.

Yan Changqing never liked people staring at him, but this time, he continued to look into the distance as if he hadn't heard of it.

Along the bank of the moat, there are row upon row of tall and short houses, and festive Spring Festival couplets are pasted on many doorways. The bright vermilion has not faded, but the big trees at the doorway have already sprouted fluffy new leaves.Under the tree, children and smiling women gathered scattered and frolicking.

But now, all the warmth and tranquility seem to be far away from him.

The guard, Ah Jing, waited carefully by Yan Changqing's side.Seeing him dressed in plain clothes, satin-like blue silk draped all over his back, leaning against the window lattice and watching silently, his pair of black eyes like deep pools have lost their usual sharp brilliance, he couldn't help feeling sad, and said in a low voice : "My lord, why don't you rest? It's time to drink medicine."

Yan Changqing seemed to have never heard of it, and he didn't even roll his eyes, just like a delicate sculpture.

Ah Jing bit her lips secretly, and said in a low voice, "Master Zhang has settled down the fat girl that my lord saved that day according to my instructions. Please don't worry about it, just take care, lord."

Yan Changqing finally turned his head a little numbly, looked at the little guard who was kneeling aside, not daring to raise his head: "What about them?"

With a nonsensical sentence, Ah Jing raised his head in confusion, and said, "They...?" Before he could finish speaking, A Jing suddenly choked up when he met a pair of black and white eyes that were extremely clear.

"53 people." Yan Changqing said: "There are 30 Xuanjia soldiers and 23 accompanying guards. Tell me, why are you the only one who survived unscathed?"

"I..." Ah Jing opened his mouth, but couldn't speak anymore.

That's right, from the very beginning, he received the secret decree from Emperor Yan Murong Xiu and reported Yan Changqing's whereabouts along the way.But he never felt that he did anything wrong.He knew that the current emperor had a very good relationship with his general, so he didn't think there was any problem with the emperor's move. It was just that the monarch cared about the safety of his subjects, and that should be the honor of the subjects.It wasn't until after he robbed the ship in Jiaolu River that he still followed the emperor's instructions, sent pigeons to send letters to report the situation, and brought in reinforcements, did he suddenly realize that something was wrong.

Why did they kill everyone regardless of whether they were rescuers?Whether it was the brothers who fought side by side with him, or the villagers who smiled and gave them delicious meals in the hut, they were all killed with a knife without any explanation?

Could it be that his message was wrong or the emperor had other thoughts?

Although after this incident, he was exceptionally honored as a sixth-rank Flying Cavalry Captain, but when he closed his eyes, he could still dream of the blood all over the ground in Qixia Village, and Yan Changqing's ghostly pale face in front of the cliff.

Ah Jing fell to her knees with a thud: "General, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Yan Chang looked at him quietly.

Is Ah Jing wrong?Although Yan Changqing couldn't help blaming him in his heart, he knew that the biggest responsibility did not lie with him at all.

Yan Changqing suddenly said, "Has anyone been found?"

Ah Jing was taken aback, and suddenly understood what Yan Changqing was referring to, and said, "Not yet...? The river is rushing down the cliff, Master Zhang has been unable to find it, maybe... maybe he escaped?"

Ah Jing didn't know what kind of news Yan Changqing wanted to hear about Helian Rongchuan, and while answering truthfully, he looked up at Yan Changqing's expression cautiously.However, Yan Changqing's face was still as pale and cold as when he just woke up. Only when he said the word "escape", did his eyes as calm as ancient pools suddenly burst into bright light for a moment.But it was only for a moment, the light in those eyes was like a flash of epiphyllum, and it withered into deathly silence and sadness in the blink of an eye.

Yan Changqing turned his head away, closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was enduring a violent emotion.Ah Jing hurriedly stepped forward, holding the medicine bowl high in both hands: "My lord! The doctor said that you must never get angry again, please take care of yourself!"

There was a crisp sound of metal hitting.Yan Changqing lowered his eyes, quietly looking at the iron chains around his wrists.The first time he woke up from a coma, he put this pair of shackles on his hands.

What's the meaning?When he is a prisoner?

Yan Changqing raised the iron chain and sneered: "I'm carrying this, how can I drink it?"

"This……"

Ah Jing was in trouble.At first he knew that Zhang Jian had chained Yan Changqing while he was in a coma, and he was also furious, but after hearing Zhang Jian say that this was the emperor's intention, he had no choice but to keep quiet.He couldn't figure out why his general was obviously a person who had made great contributions to suppressing the bandits, so why was he locked up, afraid that he might escape?

It's just that when his proud general woke up, he didn't get angry for the first time, he just sneered, the frustration and resentment between his brows made Ah Jing feel distressed.

Just as he was thinking, Ah Jing's hand was empty, Yan Changqing took the medicine bowl, raised it lightly, and fell out of the window.

"My lord, this...?"

Yan Changqing closed his eyes exhaustedly and ignored Ah Jing.

It was another nightmare. In the dream, Yan Changqing seemed to have returned to Qixia Village. The dark red blood covered the gray sky. Amidst the screams and cries, countless men in black came from all directions, and the cold light suddenly appeared, but he went on again. He couldn't move even an inch, and could only watch the hundreds of sharp arrows rushing towards Helian Rongchuan, piercing all of them into his flesh and blood.

Helian Rongchuan was covered in blood, but he smiled and said to him: "It's you, very good, very good."

Yan Changqing tremblingly realized that he was also holding a bow in his hand at some point, and that the deadliest arrow in Helian Rongchuan's chest was shot by him.

Helian Rongchuan's blood was still on his hands.

"Do not--!"

Yan Changqing screamed hoarsely, and woke up suddenly, his chest heaved violently, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Some cold palms brushed his face lightly, and the voice was full of concern: "Brother finally woke up?"

Yan Changqing raised his eyes and looked at Yan Emperor Murong Xiu in front of the bed without saying a word.

The iron chain jingled, and Murong Xiu held Yan Changqing's right hand, showing a gentle, harmless smile.

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Thank you little angel Zhiruo Chujian for the grenade, thank you little angel for the landmine in the earthen pot, flipped in the air for a week and a half and bowed in a fancy way~

Note the protagonist's age and zodiac signs: Yan Changqing is 20 years old and belongs to the rabbit, and Helian Rongchuan is 21 years old and belongs to the tiger.Murong Xiu is half a year younger than Yan Changqing, and belongs to the dragon (no wonder he is the Son of Heaven=口=)