Long Song Wanli Dingshan River

Chang Ge hadn't waited for the third prince to take the molasses sugar when he suddenly woke up from this dream like the shadow of the moon in the water.

He smelled a faint cold fragrance, and the heavy snow was like a cold plum, so that before he woke up, his eyes were full of fragments of snow blown late at night.

It's the first day after the snow, the sky is not yet bright, and the house is already white with the snow light.

There were two or three small coughing sounds from beside him, as if they were afraid of waking him up, so they lowered their voices very low.

When Chang Ge opened his eyes, he first saw the jet-black hair hanging down on the plain white shirt with dark lines.Layers of wide sleeves poured down on the bed like moonlight, and the outside snow light shone on this man, making him look as majestic as the moon and unstained by dust.

Zhu Zheng was sitting on the side of his bed, reading a book quietly, the pages of the book were flying, and a faint fragrance was floating.

"Why are you here, sir?"

Zhu Zheng listened to the sound and turned his head gently.

His pair of phoenix eyes were originally affectionate, when he lowered his brows and closed his eyes, the coldness in his eyes faded away, making them extraordinarily gentle.

He didn't answer Chang Ge's question, instead he said softly: "The sun is rising, little general."

Chang Ge immediately sat up: "How could that be!"

He has always had the habit of doing morning exercises. He worked hard every morning and evening, and never dared to relax. No matter how late he rested every day, he would definitely wake up on time for morning exercises.

The corners of Zhu Zheng's lips curved slightly, and there was a faint smile in his brows and eyes.

Sure enough, the sky outside was still numb, obviously not bright yet.

Chang Ge lifted off the quilt that was pressing on her body: "Okay, sir is lying to me again."

Every time he gets annoyed, he always raises his eyebrows lightly and his eyes sparkle. He is even more handsome than when he is laughing. It is for this reason that Mr. Zhu Zheng likes to deliberately make him angry.

Chang Ge is short of breath, simple in mind, hooked when teased, and his angry appearance is even more endearing.

Zhu Zheng pretended to be calm and said lightly: "What kind of sweetheart did the little general dream about yesterday?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he asked, Chang Ge was about to get up, but his body was visibly stagnant.

There must be something wrong with that "Daru".Zhu Zhengxiang.

Chang Ge was upset and didn't know how to explain it for a while.

He did dream about his sweetheart, and he even gave his sweetheart a piece of old baby's butter sugar, and he woke up without seeing whether he answered it or not.

Seeing Chang Ge's eyebrows and eyes dodging, Zhu Zheng looked into his eyes more seriously: "The general doesn't want to look at me, so it's right."

As if to prove it, Chang Gehuo immediately raised his head and stared at him, but then lowered his head in guilt after staring.

Chang Ge seems to be in a good mood.

If Zhu Zheng dared to be so naughty on weekdays, he would have been warned by glaring eyes.Taking advantage of his good mood, Zhu Zheng went one step further: "Is there any indecent act in the dream?"

When Chang Ge was asked, he was stunned for a moment, his brows were slightly frowned, and he really began to think about whether there was something wrong in yesterday's dream.

He first dreamed of the sweet wine in his uncle's tent, and the big eagle his mother took to fight, and the wolf king Daru... Could it be that he was talking nonsense with his husband as his mother?

It's quite embarrassing to think about it, how old you are, but you can still dream about childish things pestering your mother.

Chang Ge's face turned red and white because of thinking about himself, which made Zhu Zheng feel that there was something really wrong with Daru.This name doesn't sound like a Chinese name, maybe it's someone Chang Ge met when he was in the north...

He was suddenly a little rejoiced that Chang Ge didn't stay in the northern region for a few years before returning to Chang'an to enter the Imperial Academy, and since then he has been by his side every day, no matter what Darugrupilu, Chang Ge has never seen him since.

Chang Ge thought about it, and finally confessed with red ears: "I dreamed of the big eagle in Xiling."

Daru is a big eagle?

Zhu Zheng intends to turn around and ask Jing Yun. He is also from Xiling and knows some Xiling dialect.

Chang Ge lowered his voice: "It's really cold this winter, it must be even colder on the grassland, maybe the short grass has already been covered with ice, and even the sheep don't like to eat it."

"...I dreamed about the northern border, dreamed about many things from the past, dreamed that we were warming together in my uncle's tent, and dreamed that the winter when you came, the Sunite sheep sent by the Duke of Jizhou all the way was really delicious. , Fragrances are bursting from miles away..."[1]

Zhu Zheng was amused by him.

"Now remember the incense. I don't know who, when I was about to kill, I held the sheep and cried several times, and I didn't let it go."

Chang Ge's ears had a fever, and he pretended not to hear.

"If you want to go back, let's go to Xiling together when you have time."

"Xiling..." Chang Ge suddenly smiled sadly at the mention of these two words, "Forget it, I'm just mentioning it. It's a cold and bitter day, why do I still read it."

He turned his face away, a few strands of crow's feathers protruded from under the quilt, he felt agitated, so he stroked against the crow's feathers, and then straightened it in the direction, repeated many times, but the more he reasoned, the more confused his mind became.

Zhu Zheng took a few steps away, then turned back quickly: "Chang Ge, come here."

Chang Ge turned around and saw that he was holding a sandalwood comb in his hand, and said with a smile: "Why, sir, you know how to do this? I'm not that particular, just put it together and tie it with a hair tie."

After he finished speaking, he casually pulled on the distribution belt, and for some reason, he tied it up casually a few times, and then tied it up again indiscriminately.There were a lot of messy and broken hair on the front and back, and it didn't look decadent, but rather free and unrestrained.

"It's fine for others to have gray hair, but for the general to tie his hair, he must know how to do it."

Zhu Zheng pulled him in front of him, sat with his back facing him, took off his hairband, and said softly, "Tell me if it hurts."

Zhu Zheng was born in the emperor's family for the first half of his life. He stretched out his hands to eat and opened his mouth. He was born to be taken care of by others. How could he take care of others? He laughed mercilessly that he couldn't even comb his hair, so he had to laugh for three to five years.

As a result, Zhu Zheng was very light-handed, picking out any small knots one by one. Not only did it not hurt at all, but every time he combed, he was very sympathetic and solemn, which made him feel uncomfortable.

In the past, he was really the type to casually tie up and go out to wander. His mother, Huo Xunling, was also a carefree person. No one had ever helped him manage three thousand hairs so meticulously.

Zhu Zheng's fingertips were dry and warm, and when he was combing, they seemed to brush past his ears. Chang Ge didn't know what was wrong, but felt that this contact was like burning him.

After Zhu Zheng combed him thoroughly, he brushed his ears and hair, and then carefully gathered the hair, tied it behind his head, and tied the hair tie lightly.

"Okay." Zhu Zheng put down the sandalwood comb, and said lightly, "From now on, don't sleep with your head down, your hair is already knotted."

Chang Ge looked back at him resentfully.This person is really, every time he feels that he is a little gentle...and then immediately changes his face to show others.

However, after looking at it, he realized that Zhu Zheng's hair was slightly different from before.

Zhu Zheng's hair always hangs down and is as cool as still water to the touch. Today, although it is generally smooth and long, the ends are a little messy, like the messy ends of hair that you didn't pay much attention to after taking a bath.

Zhu Zheng usually speaks impeccably, and his clothes are even more spotless, and he is elegant and restrained from beginning to end.

The end of the hair is slightly curled, this kind of flaw is already to the extent of "not wearing clothes and shoes" on Mr.

Chang Ge immediately made a big fuss about this point, shaking the end of his hair, and looked at him with a smile: "Mr. is particular about people, why is it so rough today, and the end of his hair is curled."

Zhu Zheng lowered his eyes, and snatched a small piece of hair from his hand with an unhappy expression.

"Why, I was caught, sir is annoyed."

Zhu Zheng sighed very lightly.

He said softly: "The general is only smart in using troops."

The answer was inconsistent, and Chang Ge couldn't figure out the reason behind it. He turned a corner and said he was stupid, but he understood it.

He was a little aggrieved: "Why are you cursing, sir?"

Zhu Zheng only glanced at him faintly.

After washing up, Xiaoqing delivered breakfast, and Zhu Zheng simply finished the breakfast together before leaving.

Xiangyang has long been out of food, and there has been no rice or millet for many days, only a light side dish, it seems that there is no time to wait for it to grow up, and it is picked up in a hurry, and the portion is not much, it will be two or three bites.

At this time, it is extremely difficult to barely evenly eat, Chang Ge has no complaints, but feels that Mr. is suffering.He was about to move his chopsticks, but saw that Zhu Zheng's jade chopsticks were on hold, so he didn't intend to move his chopsticks.

Chang Ge only said, "If you want to do this, sir, I won't eat anymore." Then Zhu Zheng picked and moved his chopsticks, but he ate very little, and left most of it to Chang Ge.

During the meal, Changge also talked about the siege of Xiangyang, and mentioned that the forward general who besieged Xiangyang this time was Situ Wu.

Situ Wu is three years younger than Chang Ge, and has a younger brother named Situ Wen.

The Taixue was established by the government in the Great Zhou Dynasty. When the two brothers Situ Wu and Situ Wen entered school, Chang Ge was also in the Taixue, so they knew each other.

"Situ Wu has become like this! He actually strung the heads of the common people into strings several feet long and hung them on the watchtower as a witch's banner to show off his power. It is said that the ghosts in the north are barbaric, but the ghosts have never seen such extremes." Cruel thing!"

Chang Ge was a little annoyed: "Not to mention, four years earlier, the Great Zhou was still there. Although the Liuxiong ruled for nearly a hundred years, in name, no matter whether the princes or the residents of Kinki, they all belonged to the people of the Great Zhou. Zhi, at least you should have some empathy.”[1]

Since childhood, Zhu Zheng has been strict with his food, and only uses his chopsticks to help him choose his favorite food, without answering.

Seeing Chang Ge mentioning the surge of qi and blood, he was afraid of affecting his body, so he calmly advised: "Don't be too angry. I felt the pulse last night, and my body seems to be weaker."

Chang Ge's movements froze, his eyes flickered for a while, he didn't say any more, and just ate with his head down.

Both of them were full of worries, one was thinking about who Dalu was, the other was thinking about how to divert the topic from the pulse, but it was Youqing who relieved them, knocked on the door and said: "General, Mr. Wuzheng Gelan came to visit."

Chang Ge was puzzled for a moment, he didn't seem to know Mr. Wuzheng Ge Lan in his memory.So he prevaricated and said: "I don't care, let him go to the shivering prefect of Xiangyang."

"The eunuch also followed, nodding and bowing to him."

Chang Ge paused for a moment, then his eyes suddenly fell on Zhu Zheng who was sitting across from him, and he said with a smile, "Mr. is in the official office, let them go to the West Wing to look for him."

Zhu Zheng looked up at him.It's really calling people.

The sound of Youqing's footsteps went away, and within a few words, he came back again: "General, Mr. Lan must see you, and only you."

"...This Young Master Lan..."

You Qing seemed to be listening to the outsider, and hastily added: "He said, he has what you need most."

The author has something to say:

[1] Duke of Jizhou: Zhu Zhan, Lord of Jizhou, one of the second Duke and third uncle of the Zhu clan

[2] Kinki area: the area around the capital city

Thanks to WY, happy every day, seem to sponsor the Chu army~

Thank you Huaisang for the arms mine~