you are my tomorrow

The flames of war between the two armies seem to be more intense than before, perhaps because of the rest time to give each other sufficient preparation time, and for Zhao Rongzhen, this period of time brought him the disappointment brought by Zhang Wei's betrayal And anger, through the raging flames of war, he seems to be able to see the ridicule and banter in Chen Yuan's eyes. For the proud Zhao Rongzhen, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a "shame".

During the daytime, the smoke of gunpowder on the battlefield destroys people's will, and the sneak attacks at night become more frequent. Almost every two or three days, there will be sneak attacks from the enemy in the middle of the night. Unlike before, every time Those who come are all masters, they are no longer small soldiers who can be caught after a few steps, and the purpose of the masters is not a few bags of rice, every time they will use poisonous weapons to hurt or even kill some soldiers, Zhao Rongzhen in the barracks After a few times, people became panicked, everyone was in danger, afraid that they would be the next to be hurt or killed, and many people even escaped from the barracks.

Casualties on the battlefield are unavoidable. For those who escaped, Zhao Rongzhen tried to retain those who were still in the barracks, and even promised that after the battle, he would give them a sum of money and let them go back to their hometowns to reunite with their families. The method doesn't seem to have much effect, and those who want to escape will still leave. Many people just want to save their lives, and don't want to "make money with life, but spend life without life".

Originally, there were casualties on the battlefield, plus the soldiers who were killed and injured in the sneak attack, as well as those who escaped. The 1 elite soldiers brought by the comet dropped sharply to less than [-] after two months. Almost exhausted.

Although the enemy army also suffered personnel losses, it was far less than Zhao Rongzhen's losses.

This battle seemed to predict the final outcome before it was over.

When Zhao Rongzhen couldn't hold on, he sent a letter to Han Qing Feige to tell the truth. In the previous letter, Zhao Rongzhen did not report the sneak attack to Han Qing, but only said that the war was more difficult to fight.

Han Qing in the palace knew the actual situation ahead, and immediately transferred another 3 horses and food to the barracks. However, Han Qing still blamed Zhao Rongzhen for not telling him about the surprise attack on the barracks in advance. After the battle, the two of them can go far away, but Han Qing has no way to make any further concessions on matters concerning the country.

Therefore, when the prime minister arrived at the court camp with the recruits and provisions, Han Qing's handwritten letter also arrived. There were some words of reproach on it, but the most important thing was that the handwritten letter finally punished Zhao Rongzhen—ten boards.

Zhao Rongzhen kowtowed to his opponent on his knees, "I am willing to be punished." After getting up, he took the handwritten letter, "Bring the bench." Zhao Rongzhen turned around and ordered Zhongyi, who was kneeling behind him, and Zhongyi knelt on the spot, looking at Zhao Rongzhen in embarrassment.

"General, the injury from last time hasn't completely healed..."

"If you are told to go, you will go. Do you want to disobey the emperor's will?" Zhao Rong was not uncomfortable in his heart, and he did not report the truth of the general camp. If Han Qing knew that he was still protecting Zhang Wei, the punishment he received would definitely not be like this a little bit.

Zhao Rongzhen took it as a punishment for himself, and also as helping Zhang Wei bear some punishment, even though he swore that if he could see Zhang Wei again, he would definitely not spare him.

"Zhongyi, go." Comet standing next to Zhao Rongzhen turned around and spoke, Zhongyi was startled, he thought that Comet would help him persuade Zhao Rongzhen, even if he was punished, he would have to wait until the battle was over, he did not expect that Comet would say the same thing as Zhao Rongzhen, "Go get the bench, do you hear me?" Comet's tone was a bit harsh, but he looked at Zhongyi with deep meaning. Zhongyi had no choice but to get up and get the bench. "Prime Minister, even though Brother Huang didn't order me to do anything in the barracks, I knew about the surprise attack in the barracks, and I didn't report it to Brother Huang. It's not all General Zhao's responsibility. , the general didn’t report, I should have explained to the emperor, so if you want to punish the general, you can’t punish the general alone.”

"Comet...Your Highness, no..." Zhao Rongzhen heard that Comet might want to be punished together with him, so he wanted to stop Comet, but Comet's smile that lowered his head to reassure Zhao Rongzhen made Zhao Rongzhen speechless.

"A while ago, the gate of the barracks was in disrepair. The general was injured to save me who was standing under the gate. I have not fully recovered because of the battle. The general still has to lead the army to fight, so I can't be injured anymore. So the ten boards, I will be divided. Qiban is ready, please help the prime minister." Comet looked at the prime minister pleadingly, hoping that the prime minister could help him.

The prime minister and the fifth prince don't have much contact with each other. He only sees Comet in red and playing the pipa at state banquets. Although he has a bit of musical talent, he always feels that Comet is always in the deep palace and has no own music. Territory, has not made any contribution to the country, and has always been "A Dou who cannot be supported". Now, seeing him in plain clothes and a little tanned skin in the barracks, the Prime Minister was still a little surprised. He felt that Comet and The fifth prince who was in the palace before is different, it seems to have changed a lot, the red clothes faded, and all the nobility and status seemed to fade away, what came out from those eyes was not the indifference, but the indifference. The firmness he fears seems to be a man who can hold up the sky.

After thinking for a while, the prime minister finally nodded after Zhongyi found a stool and a long stick. When Comet lay on it, smiling and looking at Zhao Rongzhen who looked at him distressedly, Zhongyi was too surprised to speak. What did you miss?

The long stick was raised high, and the barracks, which had been a little noisy because of Comet's decision just now, suddenly fell silent. Everyone seemed to be holding their breath and looking at the person lying on the bench—this person has never moved a bit until now. The person with only one finger is being punished for others.

When the powerful seven boards landed on Comet, Comet didn't say a word, but frowned and endured desperately until the sound of the seventh board hitting his body fell, and his eyebrows were frowned into the word "Chuan". Before he let go, his forehead was covered with sweat, he still looked at Zhao Rongzhen who was kneeling beside him with a smile, biting his lip desperately while wanting to cry.

"It doesn't hurt...it doesn't hurt at all..."

At that time, Comet's smile was always engraved on Zhao Rongzhen's heart. Those boards not only hit Comet's body, but also hit Zhao Rongzhen's heart one after another. Those pains were also indirectly brought to Comet by himself...

The prime minister felt that Comet was right. After all, Zhao Rongzhen had to lead troops to the battlefield, so the remaining three prime ministers only let the executors beat them symbolically. Having said that, Zhao Rongzhen and Comet didn’t mention anything about Zhao Rongzhen’s rescue of Comet. Zhao Rongzhen didn’t want to mention it, and Comet also forgot to mention it. Han Qing felt a little sorry for it. Although he blamed Zhao Rongzhen psychologically, Han Qing was hesitant. It was decided after the announcement, and in a sense, it was for the ministers to see. If he knew that Zhao Rongzhen had saved Comet, Han Qing could use the reason of Comet to be exempted, and he would only blame Zhao Rongzhen in the handbook.

After listening to the prime minister's report on the tragic situation in the barracks and the war zone, Han Qing felt the pressure he had never felt before. When Zhao Rongzhen left the capital, he took most of the troops with him, and when Comet left, he took some people with him. They sent some troops again, and these were almost the last ones Han Qing could send. The people in the country heard that the war on the border was fierce, and many people who escaped passed on some information from the military camp. When Qing sent people to recruit soldiers, it was very difficult. Among the 3 people sent by the prime minister, a small number were recruited by Han Qing through compulsory conscription. Some people were still needed in the country to guard the city. If Zhao Rongzhen asked him for someone again, Han Qing would find it much more difficult.

Zhao Rongzhen also mentioned in his letter before that this Chen Yuan is a difficult character, and his abilities may be higher than his own. This battle also lasted intermittently for half a year. It's not that Qing doesn't believe in Zhao Rongzhen, it's just that reality needs to be faced.

Han Qing felt dizzy again. He looked back to see that the seat behind him on the left was still empty. When Meng Qinghuan was around, he would always stand there when Han Qing was busy, quietly Waiting for Han Qing's order.After Meng Qinghuan left, Han Qing used to look at that position, but it was always empty.

Thinking of Zhao Rongzhen's desperate efforts to save Comet, Han Qing felt that he and Meng Qinghuan had never been through strong winds and waves. The relationship between the two of them was like a small river flowing slowly. It was also silent, as if it had never appeared before.

Han Qing suddenly missed Meng Qinghuan very much.

The kind that I want very much.

The kind that wants to see him right away.

Han Qing searched for information about Meng Qinghuan in his mind. He seemed to have only told himself that he grew up in a temple outside the west of the city after the age of ten, and there was also a house left by his parents in the west of the city. Other Meng Qinghuan seemed to have no I told myself.

So, Han Qing recruited a big inner guard and asked him to go out of the palace secretly with him. He wanted to go there to be a temple to help Zhao Rongzhen pray for the victory of this battle. In fact, he also wanted to see the place where Meng Qinghuan grew up, and ...Can I see Meng Qinghuan?

It's good to see you once.

The guards accompanied Han Qing out of the palace in a carriage, and Han Qing told the soldiers guarding the gate to keep quiet and to go back quickly.

After leaving the palace, the carriage ran all the way west. In less than half an hour, the two of them left the west gate of the capital. Han Qing asked the guards to slow down and walked along the road to see if there was anyone else, maybe it was the Meng Mansion.Not far from the west gate, they found a house. Han Qing got out of the car and wanted to knock on the door to enter, but there was a "Zhang Mansion" plaque on the courtyard wall next to the door, but the plaque had traces of being inlaid on the back. Qing still let go, no matter whether this was the Meng family or not, at least it is not now.

It seems that Meng Qinghuan doesn't live here anymore. If he doesn't live here, where can Meng Qinghuan go?Did you sell your house and go elsewhere?Will we never see him after that?

Thinking this way, Han Qing just thought that he might see Meng Qinghuan, and he was still a little excited because of the word "Zhang's House".

Han Qing got into the carriage again, and the guards heard from passers-by that there was a temple on a nearby mountain. Han Qing thought it might be that temple, because Meng Qinghuan said that the temple was not far from his home.

At the foot of the mountain, both of them got out of the car and walked up the mountain step by step. The afternoon sun shone through the dense leaves along the road, dotted the steps up the mountain with warm mottled one by one, and there was fresh air all around. There will be an unknown fresh fragrance floating from an unknown place, and it will disappear in a blink of an eye. There is silence in the silent mountain forest, only the occasional clear and crisp bird calls and the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves.

Han Qing was not in a hurry, he walked slowly, he wanted to breathe in the fragrance more, just like... the smell of Meng Qinghuan, fresh and not pungent, it makes people want to stop, just like poppy is addictive.

After half an hour, the two of them climbed to the top of the mountain. The gate of the temple was closed tightly. The guard knocked on the door, but no one answered. The guard knocked again. Qing habitually lowered his head and brushed off the dust on his body. When he raised his head, the door just opened with a "squeak". The little monk who opened the door looked familiar. up.

"...Celebration?!"

"emperor?!"

The guards had been guarding the gate of the temple. After Han Qing worshiped the Buddha, he was invited by the abbot to drink tea in the guest room. Meng Qinghuan must have told the abbot. When he got to the guest room, he saw the abbot but not Meng Qinghuan. Han Qing looked around the room. Look, there's no one else in the house.

"Jing Neng is not here." The abbot clasped his palms together and bowed to Han Qing, and Han Qing returned the same courtesy.

The two sat down, and the abbot offered Han Qing a cup of tea first, and then poured his own cup of tea.

"...Jingneng? Is it Qinghuan's name here?" Han Qing remembered Meng Qinghuan's appearance just now.

Blue-gray long foam, black cloth shoes...not a single hair on his head.

Han Qing felt chills all over when he thought about it.

His Meng Qinghuan has already become a monk.

So, is that house sold?

Even if you want to forget your life in the palace and yourself, do you have to use this method?

This was a reality that Han Qing couldn't accept for a while.

"Not just the name here, but this name will be used in the future."

The abbot's words accelerated Han Qing's already sinking heart, and his heart kept falling rapidly toward a bottomless black hole without end.

"...why...why..." Han Qing frowned and muttered to himself.

Why did Meng Qinghuan choose such a path for herself?In the future, won't we even meet each other?

He doesn't understand and doesn't want to understand.

Meng Qinghuan, who usually seems soft-hearted, chose the cruelest ending for the two of them.

"Your Majesty, there are some things that Qinghuan cannot tell you, so I'll excuse the old monk's bluntness. His choice is neither wrong nor right, but it is the best for you. You are the king of a country, and your The future is the future of our country... He will remember you for being kind to Qinghuan, but you can’t be with you all the time. Your majesty, you have to learn to look away. Qinghuan also said his hope for you, please. The emperor must remember."

"What if I'm not the emperor?"

"... Isn't there such a thing? The frontier war is not over yet, and the safety of the world still needs your protection. We need you." The abbot put his palms together and bowed to Han Qing again.

Han Qing lowered his head, looked at the calm brown water in the teacup, and felt mixed emotions in his heart. Would Meng Qinghuan's life here be as peaceful as the water?This is Meng Qinghuan's former life, right?

"Abbot, your temple is so quiet, can you let me stay alone for a while?" When Han Qing raised his head again, the corners of his eyes were sparkling, but they didn't slip down. The abbot didn't say anything, stood up, bowed, and walked out of the guest room. Closed the door.

In fact, Meng Qinghuan was always outside the door. He leaned against the door and listened to the commotion inside. When Han Qing said that he wanted to be quiet, Meng Qinghuan left the door again, trying to escape, but was still seen by the abbot. Meng Qinghuan was so flustered. I don't know where to put my hands and feet.

"Come and wait outside the door to see if the emperor needs anything. There will never be such an opportunity in the future." The abbot ordered in a low voice, Meng Qinghuan was a little surprised, and bowed to the abbot gratefully .

When the abbot left the door of the guest room, Meng Qinghuan returned to the door, squatted down gently leaning against the door, and gently rested his head on the door, and Han Qing was the only one left in the door. The sunlight entering the room was a bit dazzling, so I left my original position, sat down with my back against the door, and leaned my head gently on the door, but couldn't help but shed tears.

At this time, the two people don't know that they are back to back and head to head. If there is no door, they are one.

Half of the door is the spirit who is trying to persuade himself to forget the past, lowering his eyes, telling himself to keep looking forward; half of the door is the soul immersed in the memories of the past, looking into the distance, but unable to face the front.

It was evening when Han Qing came out of the guest room, and Meng Qinghuan had already fallen asleep leaning against the door. When the door opened, Meng Qinghuan woke up immediately. Han Qing was startled, and Meng Qinghuan immediately stood up, but his legs were already numb. Han Qing helped Meng Qinghuan up slowly, but Meng Qinghuan pulled his hand out of Han Qing's hand a little bit awkwardly, stood up straight while supporting the door, but kept his head down.

"...Is it called Jingneng?" The familiar voice sounded in his ears again. For Meng Qinghuan, it seemed like a kind of temptation. He wanted to look up at the person in front of him, but he didn't have the courage.

"...Yes, Poor Monk Jingneng." Meng Qinghuan put his palms together in front of his chest, and bowed respectfully.

Looking at Meng Qinghuan who kept his head down, Han Qing really wanted to lift his face up. When he came to the temple, he hadn't had a good look at Meng Qinghuan's face, so he hesitated for a moment with the hand raised in the air, and then put it down.

This place of pure cultivation should not be disturbed by the affection of these children.

The two faced each other, but they were silent. In the quiet temple, there was only the sound of rustling leaves after the wind blows, and the sound of the wind. The withered and yellow leaves on the ground were blown up and then fell again. A monk did not disturb the still picture, but just passed by silently.

"I'm going back to the palace. From now on...you take care of yourself." After a long time, Han Qing broke the silence and patted Meng Qinghuan's shoulder lightly.

"...Then I'll send it to the emperor." Meng Qinghuan still didn't look up, and said in a low voice.

"No need, the guards are outside, I can go by myself."

"Then... the emperor also take care, go slowly."

"En." Agreeing, Han Qing withdrew his reluctant gaze and walked down the steps.

Without looking back.

Meng Qinghuan raised his head and looked in the direction of the door when he felt that Han Qing had gone a little farther and was approaching the gate. Han Qing opened the door and stepped over the threshold. The guard outside the door let the door open and leaned forward. Body, after Han Qing stepped out of the door, he first settled down, then turned around, and looked at Meng Qinghuan who was standing in front of the guest room door, looking at him. This time, Meng Qinghuan did not avert his eyes, but looked at himself calmly.

The corners of Han Qing's mouth slowly turned up, and finally revealed Meng Qinghuan's favorite, sincere smile.

Similarly, Meng Qinghuan returned a similar smile.

Until that door closed again and they could no longer see each other.

There is still a long way to go in the future, I need to walk slowly, I will not go too fast, I still need time to go back and review our past, and then remember bit by bit, because if you choose to forget, I will walk again It’s too fast, the past is gone before I remember it, and no one will help us remember it...

Meng Qinghuan thought that they would have nothing to worry about when they gave each other such a smile, but at that time Meng Qinghuan didn't know that two years later, after hearing that Han Qing's first child was born, he was still crying in front of the Buddha statue. Can't be myself.

He didn't know whether he was happy for Han Qing or sad that he couldn't have as much as Han Qing.

Or maybe both.

But that's all in the future, in the future.