Jinsu Liuguang Lightly Worrying about the Years

It was noon on the second day when Jin Ye discovered that Xiao Qianyou had disappeared. He looked at the broken flowers all over the ground and the golden chains that had been cut off on the ground, the corners of his mouth curled up coldly, his eyes glistened, and his knuckles turned white as he fisted. .

Xiao Qianyou, you still chose him after all!That being the case, don't blame me for not being sympathetic!

It took a long time for Jin Ye to let go of his fist, and there were bloodstains overflowing from the palm of his hand, and spots fell on the onion-like fingers.He raised his head, as if he wanted to expel all the depression in his chest in that one breath.

At the same time, Xiaoqian, who had successfully escaped, could not care about anything else, and rushed to Tongyuan overnight to stop Jinye's plot.

Jinsu became more and more idle, but when he was free, he felt that life had become boring, and when he was tired of writing and drawing, he found a box of Go in his room, and wanted to ask Qinglong to accompany him, but the latter had already left a long way before he could open his mouth. , looking like I'm very busy.

Therefore, Jinsu took Hu Anbin to play chess under Huaxia.

Hu Anbin was originally in high spirits, with a look of joy on his face, but life in this military camp is sometimes boring, and it is rare to have time to relax.It's just that the joy on his face didn't last for a long time, and he looked at the opposite person with a sad face: "Can the prince know how to play chess?"

Jinsu smiled apologetically at him, "I have learned."

Hu Anbin shook his head, thinking in his heart that this is not true, but the endgame was really right in front of his eyes, and Bai Zi who was completely wiped out was indeed walked by the opposite person step by step, did something go wrong?

After working with Jinsu for a few days, he found that the latter is humble and polite, with clear thinking and taking the overall situation into consideration. In his heart, he seems to be a wise man, but the broken chess game in front of him makes him feel like an idiot.He blinked, stood up and cupped his hands: "Deputy Commander, this subordinate still has business to deal with." Before Jin Su could speak, he had disappeared in a flash.

Jinsu raised his eyebrows, picked up the black stones on the chessboard with plain hands and put them into a box, shaking his head and sighing, "I never thought it would be so difficult to find someone to play chess with!"

Qinglong, who was standing aside, could hear clearly, but didn't answer.Jinsu's chess skills are unquestionable, even worse than a three-year-old child, probably just because he knows the rules.He couldn't help thinking of An Haotian, how did he feel when he learned that he was defeated by such a person?

The season has passed, and the peach blossoms on the branches are showing signs of defeat. They rise with the wind one after another and fall erratically. Occasionally, a few pieces of pink fall on Jinsu's hair, and are taken away by the breeze, as if passing by in the world of mortals. Those three thousand blue hairs attract temporary nostalgia.

Under the feet is green ankle-length grass, covered with a layer of pink, with only a touch of emerald green here and there.

Qinglong looked at the man under the flower in a daze, and saw that he put the chess pieces into the box one by one, and the purple and gold-rimmed sleeves swayed, bringing up many petals from the ground and dancing in the air.The man occasionally shook his head and sighed, with an expression of underappreciated talent.

Sometimes ruthless, sometimes perverse, sometimes willful and reckless, sometimes considerate of the overall situation, sometimes optimistic and sometimes sad.He couldn't help but wonder, what kind of person is he?From the simple sixth prince back then to Prince Shunshuo today, how many things are hidden in those colorful eyes?

In the distance, soldiers rushed over, Qinglong unconsciously walked over and stood beside Jinsu, he didn't know why he reacted like this, maybe it was because he was used to protection by Xiaoqianyou's side.

The soldier landed on one knee when he got close, and before Jinsu could ask, he said, "The marshal was injured on the battlefield, please go over to the deputy marshal."

Is Liang Fang injured?Jinsu twirled the sunspot in his hand, secretly thinking that this is not a good move.The reason why I can be so leisurely and worry-free is because Liang Fang knows how to measure gains and losses. With him, I don't have to worry about Yiguo's army attacking at any time.With this injury, those who are usually dissatisfied with him are bound to take the opportunity to stir up trouble.

The wheelchair landed on the bluestone ground, and the sound of 'squeaking' flowed out all the way. Jinsu's mood was like the sky in the same abyss, even if it was sunny, it gave people a very gloomy feeling.

In the room, Liang Fang was lying quietly on the bed alone, her pale face matched her white hair and beard, she opened her eyes only after hearing the door opening, it seemed that it was very difficult for her to turn her head, he just kept going like that. Looking at the top of the tent: "I'm old, I'm old, I'm useless."

The soldier brought Jinsu back and went out, Qinglong stayed by the door, watching Jinsu rowing his wheelchair to Liang Fang's bed from a distance.

"Marshal, why should he underestimate himself?" Jin Su remained calm.

"That child can't tolerate sand in his eyes. A few years ago, you had a great reputation abroad, which inevitably aroused his jealousy and defense. Since you are doing well in Shunshuo, why come back? Wouldn't it be nice to be your prince of Shunshuo with peace of mind? ?” Liang Fang seemed to be tired, sighed and closed her eyes again.

Jinsu looked down at his legs, and chuckled: "Actually, the Marshal himself understands those things. I'm afraid only the Marshal knows those things best. Does the Marshal want to look at Yasukuni like this and change his surname?"

Upon hearing this, Liang Fang suddenly opened her eyes, and turned to stare at Jinsu with an incredulous expression.The latter just laughed, and the wind didn't move when he laughed.It took him a long time to turn his gaze back, with a look of remorse on his face: "The late emperor has shown me the kindness of knowing you!"

"That's why the Marshal should find out the truth for the late emperor and return justice to the people of Yasukuni."

"Do you want to sit on that dragon chair?" Liang Fang said this very straightforwardly and boldly.

"Little Wang, with his current appearance, does he still have heart? The marshal should know that the reason why the late emperor passed on the throne to him was because that person was not surnamed Jin." In today's world, only that person is the one who truly cares for the people of the world.

"What do you want to do?" Liang Fang weighed in her heart, but she still couldn't make up her mind.

"It must be in the Marshal's mind that the territory of our Jing Kingdom will never tolerate even the slightest invasion, and Xiao Wang also has this intention. Yi Kingdom has long wanted to rule the world, just because there is a traitor in his country, Ran An. Now that Ran An is eliminated, Then they extended their claws to our country." Jinsu paused and said: "With the wisdom of the marshal, you should know that this matter of ceding land and making peace will not satisfy the appetite of Yi country. Instead of protecting one side of the people, it will attract wolves into the house. "

"This country!" Liang Fang murmured only three words, but there was no more to say.His eyes opened and closed, closed and opened again, but his brows were always frowning, and his thin white eyebrows were twisted into a straight line.

"If the marshal has nothing else to do, Xiao Wang will leave first." Jinsu said as he turned the wheelchair.No matter what, Jin Ye is his nephew. Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been difficult to balance. One side is the great cause of the country, and the other side is his own close relatives. Even if Jin Su is asked to choose, no matter which side he chooses, he will be in a dilemma.

"Until the old man recovers from his injury, the prince will decide everything in the army." Jinsu walked to the door, heard the voice behind him, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth, saying: "Thousands of people in Yasukuni will appreciate the loyalty of the marshal. , History books are compiled and engraved, and there should be a clear reputation as a marshal."

"The old man has nothing else to ask, but to keep the two of them alive." The old man's voice became much older in an instant.

"Xiao Wang tried his best."