Mr. Mi Gongji

Three years later

"Miss, the young master's Flying Pigeon transmission..."

"Bring it here." Ye Qianzi was wearing a white mourning dress, put down the wooden mallet in her hand, took the note from the servant girl's hand, and spread it out carefully.

Ever since Ye Qianjiao took away Gu Shenzhi's son three years ago, he has never been to Yunzhou again. Three years have passed in a flash, and the connection between them is only based on these few words of flying pigeons. .

Ye Qianzi read the content on the note, put it on the oil lamp and burned it up, turned her head to look at Gu Shenzhi's spiritual tablet enshrined at the side, reached out to take it down, hugged it in her arms, and used her sleeve to carefully examine it. He wiped it gently, and said softly: "Brother Shen, Chen Yang is in good health and has started to read the Four Books and Five Classics. My brother said that Brother Shi likes him very much and has been pampering him."

Her tone of voice was very gentle, and her drawn willow eyebrows were raised slightly upwards. Even though she was wearing white plain clothes now, she still couldn't hide her excellent temperament.

Seeing that the master lost his mind again, the servant girl at the side called her a few words, but seeing that she didn't respond at all, she stretched out her hand to support her, and said, "My lord left the house two days ago. Before leaving, I sent the butler here. He said he was asking Miss when she would move back to the palace."

Ye Qianzi took a breath, frowned, and said: "This place is very good, why go elsewhere, didn't the prince always tell the court that he was at home to keep his filial piety? Then, wouldn't it be more reasonable for me to live next to the old prince's mausoleum to guard the mausoleum? "

But why would he travel far away at this time?Ye Qianzi frowned. Three months ago, Wan Ping's Wanyan Lie was named the Grand Marshal of Zhengsu by the plastic king. He led 20 soldiers and lived 120 miles outside Suzhou City. He stared at Suye, just listening to that title , knowing their ambitions, why did Yang Yan leave Yunzhou, which he worked so hard to manage, at this time?She was about to ask about the whereabouts of the man, and thought that in the past three years, there seemed to have never been any conversation between the two, so how could he tell her his whereabouts.

After Gu Shenzhi died that day, Ye Qianzi asked Yang Yan for a divorce letter, but that person seemed to be a completely different person after Gu Shenzhi's death. After the first seven days, Yang Yan moved to live in the army, and the divorce paper he asked for was nothing.Not long after that, she also moved to Wangyue Nunnery near the tomb of the Southwest King. She lived here for three years. She was talking about guarding the tomb for the old prince. In fact, only she knew who was guarding the tomb.

Ye Qianzi lowered her head, picked up the writing brush that was stained with ink on the table beside her, and began to write carefully, while the pigeons beside her were sitting on the window sill, cooing and waiting.

As night falls, only a shadow of the setting sun still hangs in the west, dragging out a magnificent red line. Yang Yan stir-fried the vegetables and tofu in the pot, watching the soldiers coming and going with their rice bowls and started to eat, adding more at will. After lighting a firewood, the green vegetables made a sound of prickling and prickling in the pot. Yang Yan added another spoonful of cold water, poured it down and prickled, and the fragrance of the green vegetables burst into the pot.He stir-fried a few more times, and saw that the leaves of the vegetables were turning yellow, so he picked up a big shovel and shoveled them up, while shouting: "Everyone, the fried vegetables are out of the oven."

"Quick... quickly add some..."

"What's so delicious about green vegetables? It's so bland. How many times have I eaten green vegetables this month... It's almost like a bird in my mouth."

"If you want to eat meat, beat the bastards from Suguo back to your hometown, and there will be meat everywhere in the wine pool."

Although some people complained and some were helpless, everyone still ran to Yang Yan's Huotoujun tent excitedly, and carried out the pot of green vegetables that had just come out of the pot, and within half a stick of incense time, the pot of green vegetables had bottomed out , not even a drop of vegetable soup left.It has been a month since Yang Yan came here to serve as the leader of the fire army. According to his observation, if Shuguo really launches a war against Suye this time, Suye may repeat the mistakes of 20 years ago.

At the beginning when he proposed to join the Suye Army, from Second Uncle Zheng to Fourth Uncle Guan, none of them agreed, but in the end, he simply came up with a trick to get rid of his shell, and arrived at Suye alone. Yang Ye didn't have a service file, so the conscription chief didn't dare to let him go to the battlefield, so he became a hot soldier in the camp, but although the hot soldier was small, Yang Yan did it with relish.In the past when he was in Yunzhou, he also boarded and lodged with the soldiers and practiced together. Now that he has become a fire leader, he realizes the importance of the fire leader. He eats three meals a day. If we are satisfied with what we eat, we should use as few ingredients as possible to make food that satisfies as many people as possible.When the army is coming, food and grass are the key.On the first day Yang Yan came here, the Huotou Army Commander made them all swear: people are alive, food is still there, and people are dead, food is still there!

"Is there any more fried vegetables?"

Yang Yan was holding his rice bowl and was about to start eating, when someone walked in at the door holding the wooden barrel he carried out just now. The man had a blood-stained bandage on his head, and his mouth was cold, which immediately made Yang Yan feel unfriendly. He picked up the shovel, tapped the iron pot and said, "Neng...and some vegetable soup."

The man frowned, his face was still cold, but Yang Ye could see a trace of anger in his eyes, Yang Ye thought to himself, this wounded soldier probably fought with Shuguo on a small scale a few days ago One of the group of wounded at that time, the battle was not very good to be honest, although they were forced from 120 miles outside the city to [-] miles, but just looking at the number of casualties, it is clear that Suye suffered a big loss , he didn't think there was anything worthy of respect for being wounded in this kind of battle, so his attitude was unfriendly.

"Every time you open a meal in the future, remember to leave some of it for the brothers in the wounded barracks. They are wounded, so it's impossible to grab it with others, you understand?"

Originally, what he said was very reasonable, and Yang Yan couldn't help admiring him, but his superior and arrogant appearance made Yang Yan angry when he heard it, and said casually: "If you can't get it, you can get it." Go hungry, it’s the same as losing someone on the battlefield and then being hacked by someone else.” He raised his eyes and glanced at the soldier’s face unintentionally, feeling a chill down his spine, because the man’s gaze Like two knives, they have already cut themselves into pieces.Yang Yan coughed, and was about to say another word for him to go down the steps when the curtain of the tent opened, and a pair of navy blue cloth boots with a little bit of mud came in. Moving his gaze upwards, he saw a long off-white gown. There are only two kinds of people who dress up in the army, one is the local guide hired by the army, and the other is the military doctor stationed with the army.

Yang Yan's gaze followed the gray-white gown all the way up, and when he was about to move to his face, he heard the man say, "Lieutenant Yan, the wounded soldiers are hungry, why haven't you passed yet?" That Yang Ye felt that even if he was turned into ashes, he could recognize the voice of a person, but he hadn't turned into ashes, and he was still standing here, so he couldn't believe it, and quickly lifted it to stop on the person's chest. His eyes, a face that made him fall into the ice cave, instantly came into his eyes.

My own Shenzhi...it is absolutely impossible to be like this, Yang Yan shook his head, a cabbage heart in his mouth fell into his bowl, he lowered his head, put a few mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, and shook his head I thought: Shenzhi is dead, I watched him be buried three years ago, the best beech wood coffin, the material I chose by myself, I carried him in with my own hands, watched the coffin be sealed, watched him go to the ground for safety.Yang Yan was chewing, and suddenly felt a pain on the tip of his tongue, it turned out that he bit his tongue.He couldn't help raising his head again, and looked at the person standing in front of him with a sense of scrutiny.

"Mr. Shen, this fire-headed soldier has divided up all the dishes. Brothers are going to eat white rice again today. I was only a little late, so I robbed them all." It's a bit of a childish habit of self-pity.

The person called Dr. Shen walked a few steps inside, glanced at the leaves of soup and vegetables left in the iron pot, sighed, turned to look at Yang Ye and said, "Little brother, the wounded soldiers haven't eaten yet. , It's a pity that there is no food, I don't know what to do, can you be flexible?" He said, actually took out a piece of broken silver from under his wide sleeve, squatted down, and stuffed it into Yang Ye's hand.

Only then did Yang Yan see his appearance clearly. He should have been very handsome, but on half of his face, from the tip of the eyebrows to the cheekbones, there was a black birthmark, and there were a few hairs on the birthmark, which made people look When Yang Yan thought of Gu Shenzhi's face, if such a thing grows, he felt flustered in his heart, turned his head quickly, pushed away the piece of silver and said, "It's all a camp. Brothers in Li, of course we have to take care of each other, I just need to stir the pot again."

Shen Xiao smiled, the moment when the corners of his lips were raised slightly happened to be seen by Yang Yan, his eyes were full of smiles, he saw that the fire-headed soldier in front of him was staring at him in a daze, he quickly stood up, cupped his hands and thanked him Said: "I don't know how to call this military master, Shen Xiao is a military doctor who just arrived in the camp a few days ago."

"Oh...my name is Guan Shan." Yang Yan replied calmly, put down the rice bowl in his hand, clapped his hands and stood up, took out a few green vegetables from the basket on the side, put them on the chopping board and cut them up. Very much a firefighter.

Shen Xiao took two steps back, turned his head and said to the lieutenant general with gauze wrapped around his head: "Vice general Yan, you go back to the barracks first, when the food is ready, I'll send it over."

Yan Zishun put the vegetable bucket in his hand aside, and said with a nod: "Doctor Shen won't go?"

"Don't go, let's help this brother Guan build a fire here." Shen Xiao squatted down naturally, picked up the fire book and lit the fire under the kitchen hall, looking very skillful.