Go back to ancient times to be God of War

"The advantages of this matter outweigh the disadvantages. General Qi Dashi is helping you."

An unremarkable carriage passed by on the smooth official road. A boy with a bun face was driving the carriage intently. Two horses followed on both sides of the carriage. Two childish soldiers were riding on them. The rear of the carriage was tied with iron ropes. With several huge boxes.

It was Qi Yang and his party who came to Beijing to face the saint.

Although it is commonplace for military generals to hurry on the road, but Xie Tingchun was worried that he would not be suitable for strenuous activities after recovering from a serious injury, so he dragged him into the carriage forcibly. General Dashi recounted the conversation with Xie Tingchun when he came to him.

Xie Tingchun pondered for a moment, Qi Yang did not join the Qi family army in his previous life, and he was not familiar with General Qi Dashi, so the adoptive son and adoptive father naturally never happened.Many things in this life have changed their trajectory. After thinking for a while, he quickly extracted a lot of information from Qi Dashi's actions: "I think General Qi proposed to recognize elder brother as his adopted son at this time. One is the battle at Huiyang Mountain Pass." Afterwards, everyone could see clearly that the eldest brother not only had general talent, but also handsome talent. General Qi was naturally delighted to see Lie Xin, and he was determined to train his successor. Second, going to the capital was somewhat unknown risk. Pai Zheng is fighting like fire and water, and with General Qi as his backer, there will be fewer obstacles in the firearms matter."

It has become common practice among military generals in the Great Xia to recognize each other's adoptive sons and adoptive fathers, but General Qi Dashi doesn't know whether it's because of his unfulfilled career or other reasons. Ordinary people can be grandfathers at his age, but he is still alone, with wives, concubines and children. No one, it was really the first time to recognize Qi Yang, this matter was widely spread in the whole Longxi region, and caused quite a stir.

There was even a storyteller who compiled a folk song and spread it among the people-big Qi and Xiao Qi, heroes form a family.

After Xie Tingchun finished speaking, he turned his head away, only to find that Qi Yang was looking at him with a gratified expression and a little bit of amazement: "Li Nu is really smart, he can think of so many things."

Xie Tingchun suddenly had a bad feeling.

Could it be that this person didn't recognize this adoptive father because he thought of part of the deep meaning?

"Then big brother...why did you agree then?"

Qi Yang smiled shyly, and said as a matter of course: "General Qi is a famous general in all battles, he is loyal and courageous, and loves soldiers like a son. I have always admired his character. Besides, for some reason, when I saw General Qi, I felt very kind. , seems to have seen it somewhere, this is probably the fate that the Buddha said."

Xie Tingchun: ...

A wise man has no worries, after all, he is not as good as the Buddha, and he has lost.

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As dusk fell, Qi Yang and his party hurried on, and they had already reached the Rulin Mansion, and there were only a few hundred miles left to go to the capital.

A small station has appeared in the line of sight ahead.

"Hello, my lords." Seeing someone staying in the shop, the fat shopkeeper in the post station hurriedly greeted him enthusiastically: "Are you staying in the shop?"

Qi Yang nodded, showed the official certificate, looked at the people behind him and said, "Five rooms."

"Okay." The fat shopkeeper spat on his finger with a "bah", flipped through the manual in front of him, flipped through it, but suddenly froze in place.

He secretly raised his eyes to look at Xie Yi who was gesturing at him on the roof beam, and the shopkeeper suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment and let out a burst of awkward laughter.

"Hehehe... look at my memory!" As he said, he smacked his fleshy cheeks: "I'm sorry, my lords, there are only two rooms left in this inn."

"Ah?" Qi Yang was taken aback, and immediately raised his eyebrows, his eyes showed doubts: "No, I took a look when I came here just now, and there are at least a dozen houses in this station that are not lit. "

The fat shopkeeper became alert now, and sighed: "Isn't everyone asleep!"

Qi Yang raised his head, looked over the window and looked out of the room, the expression on his face was a little hard to describe.

The sky outside the window... wasn't even completely dark.

"The journey is tiring, and you get tired quickly, hehe, you get tired quickly." The fat shopkeeper smiled flatteringly, fully explaining what it means to be shameless and invincible.

The shopkeeper refused to admit his life and death, Qi Yang had nothing to do with him, and was in a stalemate, Xie Tingchun suddenly stepped forward and comforted him softly: "Brother, it doesn't matter if we sleep together, just now I asked Sanwa and Da Lang, they don't mind either."

Indeed, it's not that Xie Tingchun and Xie Tingchun have never shared the same bed before. After Qi Yang joined the army, he had already developed a good habit of sleeping in an open space. Since Xie Tingchun didn't mind, he naturally didn't care.But when he saw the boy with a bun face standing beside him, he couldn't help but ask, "What about the rich? Crowd with us?"

Fugui was suddenly called by his name, and when he looked up, he saw his young master was smiling, looking at him like a spring breeze: "Fugui, what do you think?"

What can i say! ?

Fugui was trembling all over, quickly stood up straight, and said righteously: "No need, I prefer to sleep in the woodshed!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up his little baggage and ran away, and his figure disappeared behind the post station.

firewood... room...

A gust of cold wind blew, and Sanwa and Zhu Dalang who were following behind exchanged an unbelievable look.

**

There were only two rooms in the room, and the bigger one was naturally given to Qi Yang and the others. As soon as he finished packing up and set it up, Qi Yang dragged a chair to the table and sat down, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from his bag and set it up again. He took out an old booklet about one finger thick, opened it under the lamp with a serious expression, and began to copy with a brush in a somewhat awkward manner.

"Where the method of using soldiers is to drive thousands of cars... um..."

"Si, the Si that is hard to follow."

A voice suddenly sounded from behind, Xie Tingchun didn't know when he posted it, stretched out a finger and tapped it on the back of his hand holding the writing brush, horizontally and vertically, and wrote a character "四" little by little.

"Brother is so powerful, I have already started to read the art of war, huh?"

Xie Tingchun let out a chuckle in his ear, and the hot breath sprayed on the sensitive auricle, and Qi Yang felt that something was wrong everywhere in his body, it was crisp and numb, his earballs trembled slightly, and the ink-soaked brush in his hand trembled. , sprinkled a few drops of ink, and quickly formed a piece on the rice paper.

"This is... the notes on the art of war that my adoptive father gave me." Qi Yang moved his neck with some difficulty: "River slave, why are you so close?"

"Eh?" Xie Tingchun didn't move, with a confused and innocent expression: "Is it too close? If brother feels hot, I'll fan you."

The two looked at each other strangely for a while, Qi Yang turned his head silently.

...Probably my illusion.

An oil lamp is like a bean, and the two of them write and read together, and there is a little taste of the quiet time.

After transcribing for a while, Qi Yang put down the brush, compared the crooked handwriting in his hand with the neat lower characters on the page, and wrinkled his face somewhat dissatisfied.

"Why do you look so ugly?" He murmured seriously and distressed.

Xie Tingchun tilted his head to look, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Xie Tingchun taught Qi Yang how to hold the pen, point, horizontal and vertical strokes. He is a good student. Although the speed is very slow, he still works hard to transcribe stroke by stroke. Every word on the paper is horizontal and vertical, and the thickness is even. , it looks a little naive and cute.

"Brother's handwriting has improved a lot. It can be seen that he has worked hard." Xie Tingchun patted Qi Yang's arm encouragingly: "It's just that I lack experience in structure."

After hearing this, Qi Yang took a closer look, and found that this was indeed the case. He immediately pondered over the art of war for a while, and then concentrated on writing a new line.It's just that the hands of wielding guns and swords are different from those of literati. On the one hand, they are nervous and hold the pen too hard, and on the other hand, they are afraid that their hands will be too strong to pinch the pen barrel, so they are quite awkward when writing.

"Don't use such force, just relax." Xie Tingchun suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap Qi Yang's finger, and wrapped it around Qi Yang's finger from behind him. He picked up the pen luck, led him to slowly move the pen tip, started the pen, and closed it, leaving a "" on the rice paper. The word "Qi" was followed by the word "Xie".

"Teaching by hand is worse than teaching by mouth. There are twists and turns, thick and specific, and it's easy to write by yourself... When I was enlightened, my master said so." Xie Tingchun pressed his left hand on the table calmly, looking from the side. Qi Yang wrapped himself in his arms.

Qi Yang's entire attention was focused on the strings of handwriting that flowed out from under the pen tip, and he was unaware of it.Under the guidance of Xie Tingchun's hands, the handwriting on the rice paper is horizontal and vertical, beautiful and graceful, and there is no problem in making copybooks.

As soon as the pen was changed, the rice paper changed from a simple and practical art of war to a poem.

Mountains have Fusu, Xi has Hehua.If you don't see your son, you will be crazy.

The handwriting also instantly changed from neat and beautiful to chic and free, and every time the pen tip turned a corner, Qi Yang felt the slender fingers around his hand tighten slightly, as if trying to grasp something empty.

When the last horizontal stroke fell, Xie Tingchun still held his hand and did not move for a long time.

"Is this a poem?" In the silence of the room, Qi Yang looked at the beautiful and smooth handwriting, and suddenly asked.

He has never read a book, and he can still understand simple articles, but the obscure lines are like a book from heaven in his eyes, but his intuition like a small animal tells him that there are many things between the lines that he doesn't know, and maybe he shouldn't know.

"En." Xie Tingchun's voice floated from above his head, a little ethereal.

"What means?"

There are lush fusu on the mountain, and beautiful lotus flowers in the pond. I have never met Zidu, but I have met you, an idiot.

Just met you idiot.

Xie Tingchun slightly parted his lips, and silently repeated it to the back of Qi Yang's head, then suddenly shook his head and chuckled softly:

"In the future... I will tell my eldest brother one day in the future."

"Hey, I've learned how to play tricks." Qi Yang laughed, suddenly raised his head, and while he wasn't paying attention, touched Xie Tingchun's face with a soft brush pen, and the tip of that handsome nose was immediately stained with black ink. .

Xie Tingchun also did not expect such an appearance, a pair of eyes suddenly widened, and with a little black on the nose, it looked very cute, like a little cat.

Qi Yang seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and instantly smiled "poof".

"Hahaha, this is really a little raccoon slave! Really like it!"

His eyebrows and eyes are curved, and the outline of his face under the lights is more distinct and beautiful. With a thought, Xie Tingchun suddenly tightened his two arms, completely encircling the person in the chair into his arms!

The two arms on his body were hot like irons, bursting out with a powerful force that his body should not have possessed. The young general, who claimed to have never been in vain in strength and bravery, was slightly taken aback for a moment, losing the best opportunity to refuse. .

The fair and beautiful face in front of him suddenly approached, barely half an inch away from Qi Yang's cheek.

The visual impact was too great, and Qi Yang murmured in a daze for a moment: "...the raccoon slave?"

The corner of Xie Tingchun's mouth suddenly twitched, revealing a sweet smile, Qi Yang's eyes suddenly darkened, and he felt something warm and smooth on the tip of his nose, rubbing it lightly twice.

Breathing intertwined, hot and sticky, Qi Yang's consciousness seemed to be slowly dragged in and swallowed by a quicksand-like vortex. There was a dark color in front of his eyes, and the delicate touch of young skin on the tip of his nose, as well as the faint scent of laurel leaves.

Just when he was about to fall into that mysterious and mysterious state, Xie Tingchun suddenly raised his head, stretched out his hand and tapped the tip of Qi Yang's nose, and then stretched out his slender fingers in front of him.

There was an ink stain on the white fingertips.

"Brother is doing the same now." Xie Tingchun teased with a playful eye, "Should I meow and let me hear if it looks like it?"

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Today I found out that I was on the monthly list, and I was in a very good mood, so I flew 15 small red envelopes in the comment area~

It’s so funny to say, on the first day this book was on the list, I said thank you everyone, to celebrate the list of ten random red envelopes, but the result seems to be exactly ten comments, and one of them was saved by a little angel. It’s so shameful hahahahaha, I hope I won’t be publicly executed again tomorrow┑(￣Д￣)┍

ps Suddenly found that I seemed to have not waved my hand for several chapters, and the bento wholesale, it seems that I am really a sweet writer, hey!

-----Thank you Gugua for mine, thank you Qiaobei, this name, Mosaic and Miwu for the nutrient solution! -----

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who voted [Mine]: 1 Gugua;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

10 bottles of Qiaobei Liai; 5 bottles of this name; 1 bottle of innocence under the mosaic and scorpion;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!