Purple must

Ten years after the Weiyang alliance, Xie Ji, the former mountain boy, has moved to be the grand master of the Zhou Dynasty, and he was born in white and ranked among the three princes.At that time, the national teacher Feng Qi had returned to the mountains and forests for a long time, and Grand Master Xie would always think of the teachings of the national teacher Feng Qi when there were disputes among the princes.

At that time, the night wind was blowing, and the national teacher was sitting under a wisteria tree, and said unhurriedly: "... there was a pack of wolves on the grassland in the past. They were all brave and good at fighting. Every one was a good hunter. The leader was old. So they all wanted to be the new leader, and no one would obey the other, so that they competed with each other and tripped each other when hunting."

"Then one day, another pack of wolves came to the grassland. They were equally brave and robbed the sheep with the first pack."

Xie Ji didn't know where Feng Qi got his pleasure, so he told him stories.But he knew there was something in Feng Qi's words, so he could only coax him to continue talking patiently. "And then?" Xie Ji endured his impatience, put down the scroll and asked.

Feng Qi seemed very pleased with his question, and continued with great interest: "Then, although each of the pack of wolves was a superb hunter, they were no match for the siege of a pack of wolves. They can only watch the female wolves and cubs in the pack starve. They found that only by uniting with the outside world can they survive. So these wolves began to cooperate with each other to fight, and finally drove the outside wolves out."

When Feng Qi said this, he coughed for a while, and continued: "This story says that if a group of people are at odds with each other, a common external enemy will unite them. The same is true for a country."

In the Weiyang alliance, the princes met each other in arms, each with their own thoughts; the national teacher was sick and weak, but he sat firmly on the futon, took advantage of the situation, argued a series of arguments, and resigned jade.Later generations wrote "Zi Yi Jue", and the song said:

"The Wei River is majestic, the purple clothes are unique, the wisdom connects the world, and the sun and the moon shine brightly.

"The Wei River is bleak, with purple sleeves and eight winds, a joint businessman, and his speech is as clear as a horn.

"Weishui soup soup, purple rice is taller, phoenix dances at Qiguan, and horizontal sky is tall."

The Weiyang alliance agreement has been made, and Jinghou occupies Guancheng, so he still guards Qiguan; the national teacher thinks about Jihou's kindness and tolerance, and led the Qing army to come from afar, so he ordered him to lead the army to meet him as a bait, I wish you all Then heavy troops lay in ambush between the forest and rocks on the hillsides on both sides for an ambush.Little Qiguan, swords drawn.

On the night of the alliance in Weiyang, Feng Qi lit two lanterns and hung them on the treetops, and sat in Lu Changqing's barracks to study a strange-looking chariot.Xie Ji was sent by Huang Yuan Ke to help Feng Qi, beating him with a hammer.

After listening to the noise for a while, Lu Changqing got up and walked out of the military tent.In the halo of the lantern, the slender national teacher sat next to a chariot with teeth and claws, coughing and directing Xie Ji to work.His voice was low and hoarse, although the battle was imminent, he was calm.

"What is this?" Lu Changqing asked.

"I call it a ballista," Feng Qi covered his mouth with a veil, coughed up some blood, and slowly put away the blood-stained veil, with a calm expression, "a weapon like a crossbow is easy for new soldiers to use. And it is especially good against cavalry. Although it is clumsy, it can just make up for this shortcoming in ambushes in the valley. I have modified the original crossbow. Using this small wheeled chariot can increase flexibility and range beyond the past. twice as much."

After celebrating the bow, this kind of ballista was built again, presumably for the purpose of ambush in Zhuhou Valley, and it may be called "Zhu Nu" by the world in the future.Feng Qi's talent is unmatched in the world, but at the same time he is also a double-edged sword.However, Huiji will be hurt, Lu Changqing felt relieved when he saw the blood-stained handkerchief in his hand.

Feng Qi called Xie Ji to fetch a silk armor, he stood up, held the soft armor and handed it to Lu Changqing. "In the early years when your brother fought with the dog army, the soldiers in the army were often injured by the sharp arrows of the dog army cavalry. Over the years, I have thought about it and tried to make this kind of soft armor. This soft armor is woven with extremely fine silkworm silk It is very light, and it can keep warm when fighting in cold areas. When the arrow is shot, it will be entangled by raw silk, and when the silk is pulled out, the arrow can be taken out, thereby reducing damage."

The soft armor in Feng Qi's hand is the same as the one given to Ji Xiao in the Chunjun Inn that day.

Feng Qi tilted his head and coughed for a while, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said: "This soft armor requires a very skilled craftsman to weave, so I only have time for them to rush out a hundred pieces. I have already given it away. Jinghou, Zhuhou, Jihou, you can distribute the rest to Qingbing."

Lu Changqing didn't accept the soft armor, but instead said: "I asked the wastelander, he said that your coughing up blood will not get better, and it will get worse in the future. There is a herbal medicine called aster, which is very effective in treating coughing up blood from fatigue. Although there are also some in Qing Kingdom, they are still the best ones grown in Quanrong."

Feng Qi smiled faintly: "Didn't Marquis Qing say that you are only happy when you see me in pain?"

Lu Changqing said: "Your cough is for my brother. I have always been very clear about grievances. I will always pay you back this kind of favor. As for your killing my brother, colluding with Feng Yun, and cheating your death to hide the truth, I will also pay for it." .”

He took out a brocade pouch from his bosom, and Feng Qi recognized that it was the last brocade pouch.Lu Changqing opened it in front of Feng Qi, but there was no note inside, and a pale gold elixir fell out.

Lu Changqing raised his eyebrows and said, "What is this? The national teacher always likes to play guessing tricks."

Feng Qi sighed: "It's not that I like guessing riddles, it's just that I'm worried about the meticulous work in the palace, which is why it takes so much trouble. I have refined three golden pills in total, one of which was given to the late king, and this is one of the remaining two." .This golden elixir does not have the effect of strengthening the body, but if it is taken during bruises and internal injuries, it has the power to save life and return yang."

"Aman, put it away, it may be useful in the future...cough..." A gust of wind blew by, the two red lanterns swayed non-stop, Feng Qi's shadow was shaken and blurred, and he covered his mouth and coughed again.This time the cough was fierce, he coughed so hard that he fell down, his thin back arched, and he suddenly looked old

He still has me in his heart, Lu Changqing thought in a daze.

On the face, he just smiled coldly, and threw the kit containing the golden elixir together with the two previous ones at Feng Qi's feet, "I can do anything to cheat death, and you still expect me to trust you? Keep your treasures safe." Well, I don't need it."

Feng Qi covered his mouth and coughed violently, looking down at the three kits under his feet, for some reason, there was an indescribable sadness in his heart.After coughing for a while, it gradually stopped.He wiped off the blood from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, pinned the disheveled sideburns behind his ears with his thin fingers, picked up the three kits one by one, and put them in his arms as if he didn't care.

In the shadow of the night light, his face is pale and beautiful. Standing in the mountains, he looks like a temple.After standing there blankly for a while, he returned to his normal state, and smiled gently, "Ah Man, just don't give it away, why give it back to me, I can't even lose face."

Such a smile, like a snow-white peony that suddenly blooms in the dark night, is gorgeous and compelling.Lu Changqing's heart suddenly trembled.

He didn't understand why a person could be greedy for life and fear death so lowly as a dog, but at the same time possess such a glorious bearing.Just like running water, it can be plunged into the mire, or it can be vented for nine days.The nature is soft and tough, simple and full of flavors.

The bottom of my heart is still happy, because the person I once admired is still standing after all.It is better to hate him and regain his power than to trample on a dog.

On the next day, Lu Changqing led Qing Guo's elite soldiers and generals along the valley path pointed out by Feng Qi to secretly go to Chencang, intending to go around to the rear of Quan Rong.He distributed the soft armor to the soldiers, but he only wore a blue long cloak.Feng Qi, who was sitting on the white horse in front, was wobbly. Lu Changqing took a closer look, only to realize that his feet were not on the stirrups.

"I've been in a Taoist temple for so many years, so I don't know how to ride a horse anymore?" Lu Changqing sarcastically said.

Feng Qi turned his head sideways, just smiled, hooked the stirrup with his foot.Since he broke his hamstring, he couldn't ride a horse, but telling Lu Changqing about this matter, exposing his weakness and being ridiculed by him, what's the point.

The army marched for a while, when Lu Changqing's eyes suddenly moved.Under the dead tree on the edge of the cliff, there are a few small lilac flowers blooming impressively.That day, after the wilderness guest mentioned the herb of aster, Lu Changqing began to pay attention, and he knew its description and properties by heart. Now that he saw it suddenly, he could recognize it at a glance.It's just that these aster plants are growing abruptly and blooming sporadically.

Lu Changqing dismounted, walked to the edge of the cliff, and plucked one of the flowers.

Feng Qi gently pulled the rein and looked at him in surprise.

Lu Changqing stood alone by the dead tree, twisting a small lavender flower between his slender fingers. Although his expression was as cold as usual, there was a sense of exceptional tenderness in his whole person.

Aman's gentleness, he only cares about small flowers and grasses, Feng Qi thought lightly, still recalling that when Lu Changqing was a child, he especially liked to take him to play on the mountain behind the Qing Palace, picking fruits and watching squirrels.

In a daze, Lu Changqing had already got on the horse, rode up to Feng Qi, and handed the flowers to him: "This kind of flower is an aster, and the rhizome can be used as medicine. I dug a plant just now, and I will show it to the wilderness guest when I go back. It's just this flower It’s a bit strange growing up here.”

Feng Qi was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that he went there specially for his own cough, even though he was usually eloquent, he didn't know how to react for a while.For a moment, it seemed as if he had returned to the past. The little Lu Aman held the red fruit that he picked from the tree with both hands, and said in a childish voice: "Master Fengqi, this is so sweet, you eat it." The child who admired him like that, but now Wishing him to die, but now, he suddenly revealed a gentle side.

I always feel that his emotions are seeping into my heart little by little, which makes Feng Qi feel a sharp pain.

Since the hatred cannot be wiped out, why should you be gentle with me.Once I put away my old feelings and become ruthless again, it will only make me more painful.This kind of fierce love and hatred, just like Lu Shutong back then, was going to swallow his heart alive, so intense that it couldn't be ignored.

Why did you have to meet Lu Shutong at that time?When I heard that he had found a new love and married the son of Quan Rong, did he really have no resentment in his heart?Resentment breeds, and trust is lost. When the son of Quanrong entered from Jingguo and rushed to Haojing, Lu Shutong stood by and watched. Everyone said that Lu Shutong was dissatisfied with King Wen's ostracism and suppression of Qing Kingdom these years. Inu Rong joined hands to rebel against the old master.What's more, Xi Zuo actually found the letter that Lu Shutong wrote to the son of Quanrong, asking him to raise troops to attack Haojing.Feng Qi is familiar with Lu Shutong's handwriting, and no one else can fake it.All burned within a short period of time, the cough relapsed, and he was bedridden.Hao Jing spread the news that the national teacher was dying, and he did not hide it.Perhaps at that time, if Lu Shutong really refused to come, he would really have lost all hope and died on the sick bed.However, Lu Shutong not only came, but also only brought a hundred riders to come day and night in the rain.If it weren't for the bad weather, the lack of people and horses, and his impatience, who would be able to trap Mr. Qi Tong?

Lu Shutong died, Feng Qi was heartbroken, but he didn't fall down.The messy clothes rushed into the palace of King Wen, and the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who had always been as stable as Mount Tai, was shocked and rolled off the dragon chair.Afterwards, he lived alone in Qiguan for three years, searching for Lu Shutong's remains.However, the strange thing is that Lu Shutong and the Bailaiqi seemed to evaporate out of thin air, leaving no bones left.Feng Qi couldn't help but think of Lu Shutong's agreement with him when they parted that year: the third generation of Prince Baowen abandoned this purple robe, went boating with him on the five lakes, and retreated to the mountains and forests.

"Feng Qi, I'm going back to Yongdu right now. Maybe I won't see you for some years, but you must not forget our agreement." Mr. Qi Tong looked at him and smiled, the sunset behind him was like gold, and the green grass was in the sky.

"Lu Shutong has been a member of Fengqi all his life. Even if you have become old and ugly after completing the agreement with your master, I will take you away as an old man." He said with a smile in his eyes. .

The next moment, the warm lips had already touched the corners of the mouth, and the corners of Feng Qi's eyes were hot, and tears rolled down without paying attention.

Holding a sharp sword in his hand, Lu Shutong performed lightness kung fu, flying all the way down the stone wall of the high platform in Qiguan, swinging the sword to carve words.

Under the high platform, tens of thousands of Qing troops lined up neatly and mightily, waiting for their king.After Lu Shutong finished carving, he floated to the ground, smiled at Feng Qi, cupped his hands, and got on his horse.

Under the setting sun, Lu Shutong waved his sleeves and raised his whip, and left Qiguan in the west, followed closely by the mighty army behind him.The scene was magnificent and magnificent, but Feng Qi knew that the world was unpredictable, this farewell today may not be the day when we will see each other again in the future, his heart is sad.

He got off the high platform alone, and stood in front of the stone wall, only to see the twelve words written in dragons and phoenixes on it—you and I have an appointment, and we will never forget it after many years.

Feng Qi came to his senses, the road had become very narrow, only for a single rider to pass, with a cliff on one side and an abyss on the other.Lu Changqing ordered the soldiers to lead the horses one by one.

Feng Qi got off the horse, took the reins, and walked carefully against the cliff.The mountain wind roared, blowing his belt flying from time to time.The white mist rolled under the feet and rushed past.When the fog comes, you can't even see the necks and backs of the people in front of you. When the fog clears, you can clearly see the distant mountains again.

Lu Changqing walked behind Feng Qi, sometimes paying attention to the slowly advancing team, sometimes resting his eyes on Feng Qi.Riding a horse caused Feng Qi's ankles to sting more and more, and the insteps were always tense, and every step he took at this moment was sore and unbearable.

Another burst of white mist surged in, and Feng Qi saw a vast expanse of whiteness, which did not disperse after a long time.An ominous premonition welled up in my heart, and cold sweat rolled down from my forehead and temples.

In the thick fog, Lu Changqing only heard a sharp horse neighing, his mind went blank for an instant, and he had to rush forward instinctively. In the confusion, he grabbed a thin wrist and pinned it firmly to the ground.

After the white mist dissipated, Lu Changqing realized that the white horse Feng Qi was leading was gone, and the trail was full of traces of being kicked down by the horse's hooves.The nerves all over his body were tense, and when he relaxed a little at this moment, the blood flowed back to his limbs, making his hands and feet numb and painful.

"Aman... let go..." Feng Qi gasped.

Lu Changqing turned a deaf ear to the demon, Feng Qi couldn't help but said anxiously: "Aman, if you pinch it, my wrist will be broken."

Lu Changqing was stunned for a while, before he noticed that he had grasped his wrists tightly with both hands, and pressed him firmly to the ground.It took a lot of effort for Lu Changqing to let himself go and sit up.

Feng Qi's slender wrist was scratched by him, and blood was faintly oozing from the two bruises.

Feng Qi, who was paralyzed on the ground, looked very sluggish, he struggled a few times, but couldn't get up, his whole face was a little distorted.

It was the first time Lu Changqing saw him so panicked, and asked with a frown, "...what's wrong with you?"

Feng Qi was stunned for a while, then slowly, he showed a bitter smile: "Aman, can you give me a hand... For some reason, I can't sit up."

Lu Changqing grabbed one of his ankles, Feng Qi groaned because of the pain, and immediately pressed his lips together tightly.

"What's wrong with your feet?" Lu Changqing asked in a deep voice, "The tendons in your hands and hamstrings were severed, didn't I order someone to connect them for you?"

Feng Qi moved his lips, not knowing what to say, so he turned his face away and smiled blankly.

Lu Changqing didn't like Feng Qi's hesitant to speak and pretending to be indifferent, which not only made him jealous and angry because he was excluded, but also made him feel distressed.

"Feng Qi, are you pretending to be pitiful in front of me?" Lu Changqing pinched his chin, Feng Qi raised his head and shook him away.

"In your eyes, I am a liar." Feng Qi smiled silently with his shoulders trembling slightly.

"Enough!" Lu Changqing hated Feng Qi's behavior the most. Before he set fire to the Minghua Palace and pretended to be dead, he was fooled by the man's appearance.However, despite the stern reprimand, he still squatted down and carried the limp man on his back.

The team moved on, and the fog cleared.Feng Qi's cool sweat fell into Lu Changqing's neck, and slid down along the collarbone, itching all the way to his chest.His warm breath blew against Lu Changqing's ears, and there was a faint scent of solemn and serene sandalwood.

The god in his heart can only move forward by leaning on his back now.

The calming breath of sandalwood turned into Gu in an instant, making Lu Changqing hot.

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