Basheng Ganzhou

万思琤 (mòqíchēng)

He is from the Central Plains.

In the entire General's Mansion, there was only one foreigner.

When he woke up, he was in this room, his mind went blank, and he couldn't think of anything.

He suffers from a loss of soul, he doesn't know who he is, and he doesn't know why he is here.

The little girl guarding his door said that this is the Wuhe Grassland, separated from Chang'an by two mountains and one river, and told him carefully about the height of the mountain and the danger of the water. It means that these two mountains and one river are worth thousands of mountains and rivers.

At noon, another beautiful woman in a pink dress came to make a fuss. The horsewhip in her hand drew a bloody mark on his arm, and scolded him fiercely: "You humble Central Plains slave, sooner or later I will kill you!" Divide the body into five horses and throw it on the Wuhe grassland to feed the wolves."

He lowered his eyes and hid behind the screen, waiting for the guards to drag her away.

When the sound outside was far away, he moved his left shoulder lightly. The pain was severe, and he stood still for a while with his lips pursed. Lines are written on it.

Before today, people would come and make trouble every three days, some scolded him for his meticulous work, some scolded him for being a disaster, all kinds of things, they were all stopped and thrown out, today this one scolded him as a slave.

The hidden guard squatting on the roof of his house, dressed like a black crow, said that there is no noble family in Wuhe Grassland that does not have a dozen or twenty Han slaves. The drinker offered him up, but he didn't appreciate it, and made a fuss every day.

His master's family is the master of the general's mansion, Wan Qicheng.

According to the blind storyteller in the teahouse two miles east of the mansion gate, the family of Wanqi, the general who protects the country, has been a fierce general for generations. The sons of the Tiao family have filled their lives at the border for generations.

In this generation, Wan Qizheng, the great general who protects the country, has made outstanding military exploits at a young age, is extremely brave, and has far surpassed his father and brother in merit.

"Four years ago, the Di people in the southwest suddenly slammed the border and bloodbathed a nomadic tribe in the Wuhe grassland. General Wan Teng, who was only [-] years old, ran for thousands of miles and slaughtered a city of the Di people in one day. The moat has flowed for more than a month, and the word Wanqicheng has spread throughout Kyushu since then, and the name is no different from Yan Luo Yasha, and everyone who hears it is frightened."

There was applause from all around, Mr. Storyteller took a sip of cold tea, shook his folding fan, and continued: "Talking about his outstanding military achievements, it is natural to talk about his love affairs. This young general really looks good. He is eight feet tall. Qimuge, the most beautiful flower in the prairie, fell in love with him at first sight at a celebration banquet. He returned to the tribe and begged his father to withdraw his engagement with Prince Baro of the Alatan tribe, and proposed to General Wanqi. Wuhe Grassland Everyone was shocked by Qi Muge's boldness and affection, but General Wan Teng refused, and on this grassland, the only person who can reject Qi Muge is General Wan Teng."

At that time, when the wandering storyteller said this, he yelled, which aroused the dissatisfaction of a noble lady from a noble family, and directly ordered someone to beat him to death in the street. Fortunately, the black crow appeared in time.

It's not his military exploits and reputation that he's complaining about, it's this person he's complaining about.

This man, who was hailed as a god by the common people, imprisoned him in Geleshan, imprisoned him by his side, and since he woke up, he was constantly under surveillance every day, and slept with him every night.

He's sick of him.

Really bored him from the bottom of my heart.

At night, there was no light in the bedroom, Yuehua came in through the window, mosquito repellent incense was lit on the bedside, and the person on the exquisitely carved big bed was lying with his back facing him, as if he had fallen asleep.

Wan Chengzhen raised his lips lightly, walked to the bank of the book, and looked at the ugly and unique style of writing in the moonlight, which read: "Sooner or later, I will kill you."

Poured a cup of herbal tea and drank it in one gulp, chuckling lightly.

A black shadow fell silently, saluting respectfully.

Wan Chengcheng lowered his voice and asked, "How is he feeling today?"

Ruo Yu knelt down neatly, and said: "This subordinate has neglected his duty, today Wu Luolan broke in and whipped Young Master Chu."

The room was quiet, and the sound of cicadas outside the window was particularly obvious. Ruoyu's forehead was dripping with sweat, and he secretly thought something was wrong.

The dark eyes were hidden in the place where the moonlight couldn't reach, and there was a shadow. The man looked at the kneeling people on the ground, and the chill in his voice seemed to go straight from the dog days to Sanjiu: "You did it on purpose."

This is not the first time he has neglected his duties.

Ruoyu knew that it was useless to deny it at this time, so he gritted his teeth and said, "My subordinates can't understand him being disrespectful to the general."

Wan Chengcheng: "Let Da'an replace you."

Ruoyu raised his head incredulously: "General, just because of a Central Plains man whose origin is unknown..."

"go out."

Wan Qicheng's tone was flat, but Ruoyu could hear the anger in his calm tone.

Ruoyu bowed his head deeply, kowtowed, and left quietly.

When Da'an came in, Wan Qizheng was wearing a tunic and was washing his hands, and the room was filled with a faint soothing aroma.

Da Jing stood aside and waited for orders.

Wan Tengcheng: "Kill Wu Luolan and throw it on the grassland to feed the wolves."

"Yes."

Da'an is different from Ruoyu, he only executes and doesn't ask why.

Wan Chengcheng: "Let Ruoyu go to the border to learn the rules."

If there is no time, it means no time.

Da'an replied: "Yes."

Wan Chengcheng waved his hand, signaling him to go out.

Just as Da'an took two steps, he heard the command from his master again: "The cicada outside is making noise, he doesn't sleep well, you catch it."

Da'an: "..."

Daan: "Yes."

Everyone in the whole government knew that the general favored this young man from the Central Plains, and he had also heard about it, but he did not expect it to reach this level.

The cicadas in the Wuhe Grassland are louder than those in the Central Plains, and the cicadas are long and unpleasant. Chuxiu is not used to hearing them and cannot sleep well.

He took the medicine and walked to the bed, looking down at the boy on the bed.

That clear and handsome face, which was still childish, finally showed the milky fat of the past when it was healthy. The sound of cicadas chirping outside the window disappeared, and his slightly frowning eyebrows stretched out, his mouth was slightly opened, and he breathed steadily, occupying I got half of the bed and slept soundly.

He was most like before when he was asleep.

Wan Chengzheng sat on the bed, gently lifted his clothes, revealing his white and delicate shoulders.

He frowned, staring at the blood-oozing wound, his heart burst into anger.

After a while, he gently applied the ointment to the wound.

This ointment was still made by Chuxiu. On the eve of parting, he stole Chuxiu's things, including a piece of his jade pendant and several bottles of medicine.

He has never used it, and he has not been willing to use it for so many years.

It's a pity that Chuxiu no longer remembers.

"what are you doing?"

The boy's vigilant voice sounded suddenly.

Wan Chengcheng helped him pull up his clothes, and said softly, "It's okay, go to sleep."

Chuxiu's nose moved, her eyes fell on the blue and white porcelain vase in his hand, and she asked, "What is that?"

Wan Qicheng paused, put away the porcelain bottle, and said, "Ordinary medicine."

He intentionally changed the subject and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

After waking up for such a long time, Chuxiu felt familiar with something for the first time. He stretched out his arms to reach for the medicine bottle without answering Wan Qicheng's words.

Wan Tengcheng put the medicine bottle on the low bed beside the bed, caught his body that was about to throw himself into his arms, supported his arms like a child, and hugged him into his arms.

Chuxiu yelled at him angrily: "It hurts!"

Wan Chengcheng quickly let go of the hand that was pressing on his wound, let him lie on his chest, and coaxed, "I'm helping you vent your anger."

The man's handsome face was not ordinary under the moonlight, and his voice was deep and hoarse, which was very pleasant, but Chuxiu didn't care to appreciate it, and hated him so much that his hands and feet were constrained, and he couldn't get away after tossing for a long time.

The two stalemate for a while, Chuxiu was tired, he yawned, and said fiercely in a clear voice: "I will kill you."

Wan Qicheng caressed his black hair and said softly, "Can you not kill me?"

Chuxiu rested her chin on his hard chest, and said firmly, "No."

Wan Chengcheng laughed lowly.

The dull laughter made his chest vibrate, Chuxiu suspected that he was laughing at herself, became even more angry, and started to throb again.

Wan Chengcheng quickly said: "You said it yourself before, your hands only save people, not kill people."

Only Wan Chengcheng knew about his past, Chuxiu calmed down, looked at him with wide eyes, and asked, "What else did I say?"

Wan Chengcheng was silent for a while, but said, "I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

Chu Xiu was woken up by him and asked him to sleep with his head on his head, she was so angry that her teeth itch.

He couldn't move, only his head could move, and he was so angry that he bit Wan Chengcheng's chest through Wan Chengcheng's coat, and forced hard.

Wan Chengcheng didn't expect it, so he snorted, and then laughed again.

He raised his hand and pinched Chuxiu's face, his tone could not hide his affection: "Be careful of grinding your teeth, bite in another place."

Chuxiu is really going to be mad at him, this person really doesn't eat soft and hard, and doesn't eat oil and salt.

He ground his teeth again, raised his head, looked at Wan Chengcheng in the moonlight, and asked coldly, "When will you let me go?"

Wan Chengcheng's eyes dimmed, he hugged him up, put the tip of his nose against the boy's, and said, "I don't know."

Chuxiu looked into his eyes and asked, "Then tell me, why don't you let me go?"

Wan Chengcheng: "I don't know."

Chuxiu narrowed her eyes and said in a wary tone, "Have I offended you? Did you kill my whole family, and you brought me by your side to monitor for fear of my revenge?"

He must have gone to listen to the book today, and it provided him with a new way of thinking.

Wan Qicheng closed his eyes, kissed Chuxiu's nose, and said, "No."

He hijacked Chuxiu's words to speak again: "If you talk again, I will kiss your lips."

Chuxiu shut her mouth and gave him a hard look.

The boy fell asleep.

Wan Chengcheng was not sleepy.

He hugged the boy, embraced his worldly treasure, for fear that if he let go, he would run away.

The moonlight outside the window is bright, the galaxy is brilliant, and the grassland on a clear night is very beautiful.

On the eve of parting three years ago, Chuxiu lay in his arms, looked at the sky full of stars, and smiled recklessly: "When you are drunk, you don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams pressing down on the stars."