General's Gown

Murong Xiu opened his eyes, his eyes slowly fell from the two ministers to Yan Changqing.

After a long time, he said, "I'm sure."

Zhang Jian and Xue Zheng each breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads at the same time, and finally resigned.

Sunlight slanted in from the mahogany carved window lattice, and shone on Murong Xiu's side face, casting a heavy shadow.The hall was extremely quiet, only the faint chirping of birds on the green trees outside the window could be heard.

Murong Xiu suddenly rushed up and grabbed Yan Changqing's shoulders, the knuckles between his fingers turned white.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Yan Changqing silently looked at Murong Xiu's distraught face, and tightened his lips.

"You know that Xue Zhaoyi will make a big mess, but you don't explain it, and let Xue Zhaoyi pull you out of the harem on purpose, don't you?"

Yan Changqing remained silent.

"You just figured it out, as long as the ministers see you, I will never be able to hide you in the palace again, right?"

Yan Changqing looked Murong Xiu straight in the eyes, and finally spoke.

"Yes."

The waist is still neither humble nor overbearing, straight.

However, at the next moment, Murong Xiu suddenly rushed over, pressed him to the ground, and pressed down with all his strength.

Yan Changqing immediately resisted, but as soon as he made a move, Murong Xiu grabbed his wrist and pressed it to the ground.

"This catching move was taught to me by my elder brother himself." Murong Xiu said viciously, and with his other hand, he peeled off Yan Changqing's tightly covered neckline bit by bit.

"Your Majesty." Yan Changqing looked at Murong Xiu without blinking.

"This time, it doesn't matter what you say."

Murong Xiu felt that he was a complete fool.

For more than half a month, no matter whether he was presumptuous or restrained, he still couldn't get Yan Changqing.Half of it was because of Yan Changqing's resistance, and the other half was because of Murong Xiu's vacillating thoughts.He always felt that if he got Yan Changqing's people first, he would not get his heart.

How stupid he is, he thinks that he can slowly make Yan Changqing accept himself by doing nothing.But what about the result?Not only can't get the heart, even people will run away!

Yan Changqing's hair tie loosened in the resistance and pulling, and a large piece of black and soft blue silk scattered from his shoulders and neck, spread out on the gorgeous and rich gold silk carpet, and Murong Xiu felt his heart tremble violently again.

Yes, he couldn't think of that much anymore.Especially when he learned that the Dongyun man was not dead, he panicked even more.

He knew that Yan Changqing must have had different thoughts about that Dongyun man.

Never.His elder brother Changqing can only belong to him forever.If you want to melt him into your own flesh and blood, and eat him into your stomach, no one can take him away, and you can't see him!

"Brother Xiu."

Yan Changqing changed his tone and continued to call him.

Murong Xiu was taken aback, covered Yan Changqing's mouth, and continued to peel off his clothes.

Yan Changqing twitched his elbow and grabbed his hand.The two pairs of eyes just looked at each other quietly.

Suddenly, Yan Changqing's hand went around the back of Murong Xiu's neck, and patted it very gently.As if to appease an irritable little beast: "Brother Xiu, do you still remember this sentence?"

"Why don't you say you have no clothes? The same robe with your son."

Murong Xiu froze suddenly.Stare closely at Yan Changqing's eyes.

From his black eyes, Murong Xiu saw his own projection.

That is, my 14-year-old self.

On that day, paper money flew all over the sky and merged with the vast snow.In front of the cold concubine Xian's coffin, Yan Changqing hugged a thin boy with tears all over his face like this. He patted the back of his neck gently like a big brother, as if comforting a small animal, to comfort him.

Qi said without clothes?Go with the child.Master Wang Yuxing, repair my spear.Have hatred with the son!

On that day, Yan Changqing whispered in his ear, solemnly swearing.

Qi said without clothes?Tongze with the child.Master Wang Yuxing, repair my spear.Work with the son!

On that day, the little boy gritted his teeth and followed along with tears in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember this poem?"

Crystal clear, black and white eyes, it seems that even the iceberg and snow water closest to the dome are not one ten thousandth as clear as it.

"I...I don't remember!" Murong Xiu immediately replied, his voice inexplicably flustered.

"Does the emperor still remember what the empress said before she was about to leave?"

Murong Xiu suddenly shrank into a ball, tightly covered his ears with his hands, and shook his head in a panic: "I don't remember! I don't remember!"

"You will always be monarchs and ministers, and you will always be brothers."

Yan Changqing spoke slowly, word by word.

A long time ago, that pale and sad face that was intentionally buried deep in memory suddenly appeared before Murong Xiu's eyes.In front of the fluttering three-foot white silk, his mother and concubine also said slowly.

For a moment, Yan Changqing's face seemed to overlap with that of his mother and concubine.

monarch and minister.brother.

As if being struck by lightning, Murong Xiu closed his eyes tightly and covered his ears in deception.But Yan Changqing's words still entered his ears word by word.

"A monarch and a minister are a monarch and a minister. A brother is a brother."

Yan Changqing straightened his ripped skirt, and solemnly knelt down and kowtowed.

"What else?" Murong Xiu raised his head suddenly, his throat was extremely dry, and his expression was frantic and eager: "What else? I...I..."

Before he could finish speaking, hurried footsteps were suddenly heard outside the gate, and the eunuch Liu Quan knelt outside the gate, with a sharp voice: "Your Majesty, Hurry up at eight hundred miles in Monan!"

If it weren't for the extremely urgent battle report, Liu Quan would never be so flustered.But Murong Xiu didn't even think about it, he grabbed the thing at hand and threw it at him, "Get out! Get out!"

Before Liu Quan could dodge in time, the gilt lampstand thrown by Murong Xiu smashed him right on the ground. Bright red blood flowed down his forehead and covered his face instantly, and he didn't care to wipe it off. His voice trembled violently:

"Your Majesty, there was a sudden earthquake in Monan and they died... so many people died, I dare not report it!"

earthquake?Like a bucket of ice water pouring down his head, Murong Xiu instantly woke up.

Why is there a big earthquake!Is God punishing him?

Because he did something against God's will to his brother, the most loyal and brave general to Dayan?

Seeing that Murong Xiu didn't speak, Liu Quan thought that the little emperor had been frightened into a fool, but he could only bite the bullet and continue to report: "Strong... After the strong earthquake, the officers and soldiers in Monan fled to death. The twelve counties in Monan have all been reduced to enemies!"

Murong Xiu stared at him steadfastly, bloodshot eyes appeared at the corner of his eyes: "What did you say?"

Yan Changqing strode forward, grabbed the battle report, and spread his fingers tremblingly.Every word on the brocade silk seemed to turn into a tragic scene of landslides and ground cracks on the border of Monan, with flames blazing.

"Your Majesty, I request you to lead troops immediately to Monan for support!"

Murong Xiu's body trembled, and his clenched fist finally loosened slowly.After a while, he finally nodded slightly.

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In ancient society, people often attributed disasters to punishment from heaven.So every time after an earthquake, the first thing the reigning emperor did was to issue a "crime edict", reviewing his own mistakes and begging for forgiveness from heaven.So when Murong Xiu learned about the earthquake, his first reaction was to think that he had offended the heavens.

In the text, Murong Xiu sometimes calls himself "I" and sometimes "Zhen". This is not my typo.Generally speaking, when Murong Xiu wants to put on airs and use his status as the emperor to suppress others, he calls himself "Zhen" (such as in front of ministers), but in front of Yan Changqing, he doesn't quite recognize He Changqing's status as a monarch and minister, so he mostly calls himself "I".Of course, sometimes he is very impatient and impulsive, and he will pop out "I". (After all, Brother Xiaoxiu is the emperor who was driven out of the market, so he has a bit of an obstacle in his identity.)

General Yan finally came out, not far from the reunion with the big gangster Helian