Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

There was nothing in the camp recently, and all the soldiers complained about the poor food and lack of oil and water, so the superior gave an order to send soldiers from one battalion to go fishing in the river east of the camp today, and tonight all the soldiers will eat meat. Immediately cheered like thunder.

The river to the east of the camp was originally a tributary of the Jialing River, but due to the deposition of silt, an isolated river beach was formed. The banks on both sides of the river beach were flat, and there were knee-high silt accumulations on the river beach. And turbid, except for the faint fishy smell in the water, occasionally you can see fish jumping out of the water.

After a few months in the camp, I didn't know the taste of meat for a few months. I had already made a group of men so greedy that their mouths and tongues were dry. When they saw live fish, they took them off one by one, and plunged them into the river.

Now that it's summer, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. It's refreshing for everyone to relax in the river while touching fish. Ge Bing also took off his clothes and flopped around like a white loach in the river. Probably because he was too noisy. He scared away a lot of fat fish, a man grabbed him by the waist, lifted him over his head, gave a rough hey, and threw him far away.

"Wow..." There was only a thud, water splashed everywhere, and everyone burst into laughter.

The sun was scorching hot, and the cicadas were singing and noisy, and the scene was very pleasant. There was a scuffle in the wide river beach, which made the river even more turbid.The rough man, the young boy, the leaping fat fish, the scenery is unique.

The river is very deep. If an adult man stands in the middle of the river, he can just show his head. Soldiers who are brave enough to swim run to the middle of the river to wait. Just like Su Qingchi, he helped watch the fish on the river bank.

The bamboo baskets containing the fish are now being inserted into the mud on the river bank, half of them submerged in the water, lest the fish die of lack of water. Su Qingchi sat on a big rock by the bank, under the shade of a tree, just to enjoy the shade of the people in the river. I have long forgotten the task of catching fish, swimming one by one, messing around, singing folk songs.Ge Bing showed half of his black head, and he was swimming around in the river, not knowing what he was doing. The water ripples moved shallowly as he passed, without the slightest sound. Later, he had a reed in his mouth, and he was completely submerged. In the water, you can only vaguely see two thin water ripples led by a reed pole in the middle of the river.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Su Qingchi was worried that something might happen, when a man suddenly appeared in the middle of the river. Ge Bing held up a big fish in his hand and shouted, "Brother Zhao, fish, what a big fish."

Half swimming and half paddling approaching the river bank, he held up the fish and threw it on the river bank, with his hands on his hips, very proud.

It really was a big fish. Su Qingchi rolled up his sleeves and trousers, took off his shoes and socks, stepped on the mud and walked to the river bank to pick up the fish and put it in a bamboo basket. He stood up and waved to Ge Bing, "Good job, I have fish soup to drink today."

When everyone heard the fish soup, they immediately cheered and their morale was boosted. A man waved his thick black-haired arms and shouted, "Brothers, catch the fish with me, catch the fish as a dog thief who killed our brothers, and stew his mother!" How many big pots."

"Okay!" Everyone's blood boiled.

Su Qingchi walked to the bank and sat down against a rock, forgetting that his feet were covered with mud up to his calves. The warm wind blew over with a bit of fishy smell, making him feel comfortable. Looking at the group of men in the middle of the river, Su Qingchi couldn't help but bend the corner of his mouth.

"Why don't you go down?" Someone beside him suddenly asked.

Su Qingchi turned his head, the smile on his face was reduced by two points, and he turned his gaze to the river again, without saying a word.

Shang Chengenfang came back from riding and archery practice in the martial arts field behind the camp, and the horse was now tied to a tree beside it, making the sound of "咴咴".Probably because he had practiced for a long time, his body was a little sticky, Shang Chengen pulled his collar, and his gaze stopped in the middle of the river.Su Qingchi sat on the rock, as if he had forgotten the man beside him, staring ahead with a smile on his lips.

Shang Chengen lowered his head, and saw the other party's slender arms, and the pair of well-shaven calves under the trouser legs rolled up to the knees, the calf was clearly black and white, the white part was the skin, and the black part was the mud.

The weather is hot, the shade of the trees is mottled, and there is not much shade. Su Qingchi's clothes were slightly opened. From Shang Chengen's angle, he could just see the two slender collarbones inside, and the shallowly outlined lines. , extremely smooth.

Shang Chengen turned his eyes away, showing no expression on his face.

It was a full sun in the sky, bright red like fire, and the surface of the river was covered with mist. Under the shade of the tree bottom, one was standing against a tree, the other was sitting against a stone, one was handsome, and the other was fair and handsome. , Although in military uniform, it is a rare harmony.Seeing Ge Bing being thrown around jokingly by several soldiers, Su Qingchi couldn't help laughing lowly.

The voice was clear and mellow, which was rare and pleasant, and Shang Chengen couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

There were people throwing fish from the river bank one after another. Su Qingchi got up, bent over and rolled up his trouser legs higher, and stepped on the mud with bare feet, just like his skin whitened into ink.

"Don't catch all the fish." The man laughed loudly, washed his hands and tied the corner of the robe around his waist, his legs were slender and well-proportioned, even though his waist was wrapped in the robe, he was not as slender as a man.

The sky is getting late, the sky is full of rays of light, the blue of the sky has faded, and half of the sky is dyed by orange, the blue with light makeup, the orange with thick smears, and the breeze is blowing. A group of people humming mountain tunes along the mountain road, carrying bamboo baskets and returning home with a full load .

After returning to the camp, the Huotoujun set up a big iron pot and was very busy. A dozen fish were put into the pot, and the hot soup was full of ingredients. It was bubbling hot, and the gluttons of the soldiers and generals in the battalion were stirred up, and they sniffed desperately one by one.

In the evening, a few braziers were set up outside the camp, and the crowd sat around in a few groups, with an iron pot in the middle, and gave them a bowl of fresh fish soup. After drinking it, the whole barracks sang and laughed vigorously and lively for a long time.

Su Qingchi only needed a jug of wine, filled a pot of Tao Wan, held it up and said to the people around him, "Come on, for the Green Camp, for the bloody and indomitable man on the front line who killed the enemy, if you are a man, do it with me!" bowl."

"Well said! Do it!" Everyone raised their bowls and poured them down.

Everyone's blood was high, after tonight, even if they died in battle in the future, they would die without regret.

The blazing bonfire reflected on Su Qingchi's cheeks, making his complexion rosy, his lips became watery and ruddy due to drinking, and a pair of slender phoenix eyes were floating at this time, and they were inexplicably more charming .

Su Qingchi was infected by the almost boiling hot atmosphere, his heart was full of blood, his fair cheeks were flushed, he licked his lips, followed the crowd to drink a few more bowls of wine, finally he laughed and exclaimed happily.

The wine is old strong wine, Su Qingchi clinked bowls with everyone and drank a few bowls, but he still didn't feel anything, when the strength of the wine surged, he felt unbearably hot, his breathing became rough, his exhalation was hot, and his body was slightly distorted , leaning on the man beside him, his eyes were slightly slack.

Su Qingchi didn't know who the man beside him was. He just felt dizzy. Even so, he was still full of enthusiasm and eager to express himself. He had never had such a hearty joy like today.

In the face of a battlefield where life and death are uncertain, what are the entanglements in the past now?A man should throw his head and sprinkle his blood in the horseshoe fire, so that after the phoenix is ​​reborn and reborn from the ashes, he will look back and forget the heavy shackles that once bound him, but only a few cocoons.

What can't be forgotten, what can't be let go, wait for the blood in the iron and blood battle, forget everything, and give up everything.

Su Qingchi laughed up to the sky, leaned on the shoulder of the man beside him, held up the flagon beside him, poured it down with his head up, the spicy liquor filled his throat, choked his eyes red, smashed the flagon, and looked at the sky. Ink's sky, smiling and closing his eyes.

Shang Chengen didn't move at all, something hot and humid on his arm penetrated into his skin through the cotton armor, it was scorching hot, with a hint of astringent taste.

Su Qingchi was drunk, and leaned on his shoulders and fell into his arms. He was probably really drunk. He leaned his head on his lap and looked at him, smiling at him.

What is flashing in those charming eyes, frenzy, pain, confusion.

What kind of a smile can be so beautiful that it makes people heartache.

Shang Chengen didn't have time to ask, the man in his arms had already fallen into a deep sleep, and there was a silver thread in the corner of his eye, which was crystal clear, and it was even more dazzling in the firelight.

The rough thumb pressed against the delicate skin, slowly wiping away the moisture.