Chiwuxing

It's been such a long journey.But this also became the fatal point when he was restrained and couldn't get up and escape, so that he tripped once when he carried him out.

"The two are not owed to each other, each is at peace," Zong Zhengxi stopped in time, knowing that there is no longer any right and wrong in this matter, he just said, "I know it, you are born restless, The lock won't lock."

"Hmph, as long as you know," Fu Chen stood up coldly, "I'm going to let Wei Xu go back now."

He walked to the side of the curtain, then turned back to look at Zong Zhengxi, with provocative eyes:

"...in your name."

Zong Zhengxi sighed helplessly, placed the bai tan, which was about to wither, on the edge of the table, and picked up the scroll again to browse.

In less than half a cup of tea, the man came back, and the fox fur was gone.

"...Isn't it difficult?" Fu Chen complained loudly, "...I think you still have the intention to punish him."

"What do you think of me? That's my bodyguard." Zong Zhengxi raised his eyes and glanced at him, then turned a page of the book, "You first instigated him to come here to do disobedience, and then you He took the initiative to bear it for you, no matter how you look at it, it is your fault and him."

"...Then I also kneel outside for two days?"

Fu Chen pretended to be a layman again, and a voice came from behind: "Come back."

He turned around, walked to the side of the man again, and stared down at him.

After a long silence, Zong Zhengxi looked back at the contest, and finally said: "...Sorry."

Fu Chen twitched the cheeks in his mouth, suppressed his eager smile, stared at him coldly, and said, "Why are you apologizing, what's wrong with you. It's my fault, I shouldn't make any claims."

"Well, it's good that you know."

Then, Zong Zhengxi continued to look at the pages of the book in his hand, with a calm expression on his face.

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect him to follow along like this. Unexpectedly, he felt frustrated, and had no choice but to act.Then he leaned over and bit down on that lip fiercely.It is only here that the most ups and downs of the Xun sound in the world can be expressed, and occasionally, it is harder than anyone else.

It's a pity that he doesn't know etiquette by nature, so he has to get to the bottom of it to make him soft.

"...he has a bad temper."

After a while, Zong Zhengxi retreated a little bit, met his eyes within a short distance, and said helplessly.

Fu Chen's black eyebrows were raised, and he was extremely arrogant.He pecked and bit forward again, and whispered to his lips: "Aren't you mine, I have no right to discipline you?"

"...Yes, of course." Zong Zhengxi smiled into his eyes, and said, "I should admit my mistake with you. First, I shouldn't lock you up. Second, I shouldn't vent my anger on others. This mistake is three- —”

He reached out to touch his chest, Shen smiled and said:

"Didn't realize your wolf ambition earlier... want to discipline me, huh?"

Fu Chen's grin that had been strained just now was released, and he licked the wound that he had just bitten open just now. Zong Zhengxi couldn't control it, so he stopped in time: "...Okay, it's so late, you'd better go to bed later After a while."

Fu Chen was pushed up, "tsk", still dissatisfied: "...Aren't you going to sleep?"

"I've rested during the day," Zong Zhengxi straightened the crumpled pages, and said, "...you're not sleepy right now, go and rest."

Fu Chen wasn't sleepy anymore, turned around and sat back on the chair next to him, and glanced at him from time to time.

"What?" Zong Zhengxi raised his eyes again.

"What... do you see?"

"...Miscellaneous history of the previous dynasty," Zong Zhengxi replied, suddenly paused, remembering that Fu Chen had read historical records in the army in the past, turned back to the previous page, and handed it to him, "You too have a look."

Fu Chen took it and read on that page.The content is just the old affairs of the previous dynasty before the Yan Kingdom. At the time when the North and the South were divided, there were still Chu, Chen and other countries, and the historical facts were all familiar to him, so there was nothing new.Only the following historian commented slightly differently:

...... The number one scholar ascended the rank, even though hundreds of thousands of soldiers were brought back to Youji, chasing strong enemies in Qiongmo, Kai Ge Lao returned, and presented Jie Jie to the Taimiao, his glory is beyond compare.

Fu Chen snorted coldly, and after reading this paragraph, he saw a man-made comment below:

Most of the military officials suspect that the imperial court favors civil servants, and if there are two people fighting, it is actually the military officials' rationale.According to the old saying, Mingde is first discussed in humbleness, while politics is first trusted in nobles.The noble one should be a man of prosperity, not a murderer who relies on martial arts.

The Zhu characters are squeezed between the cracks, one can still see the style of calligraphy is elegant and comfortable, but it is not Zongzheng's handwriting.As soon as he saw the vermilion pen and ink, Fu Chen knew where he got the book from.

"...It's a cliché, it's beyond reach." Fu Chen commented coldly, and handed the volume back to him, "You can read this kind of book with gusto? Why don't you rest with me."

"Even if you know what their words are disgusting, you still have to see where the rot is in their minds," Zong Zhengxi sneered. "After all, the country of Yan has already made the same mistakes. I still want to know, how many times can they fall again?"

"There are many people in the imperial court who have written and read this kind of book. It is impossible that no one has discovered the trick... To put it bluntly, they are still deceiving themselves and others," Fu Chen disdainfully said, "It's a pity that there are many fools in the world. Officials, I am afraid that the people are not dull enough, so I use words to confuse... How can I see the truth if I don't personally visit the bloody battlefield?"

Zong Zhengxi was noncommittal, and tapped his temple with one hand, his eyes were cold: "But the price of knowing the truth is that life hangs by a thread, and we walk on the edge of a knife every day... What persuasiveness do we have to make people watch?" Get the truth?"

Fu Chen turned around and took his hand: "Actually, there's no need to tell everyone the truth. It can't be done, and it's unnecessary. As long as you don't intentionally fool and deceive people, so that the people of the world can live in peace and tranquility, no Is that it?"

"That's the case," Zong Zhengxi slowly closed his eyes, pressed them into the young man's fingers, and said a little tiredly, "As long as these rotten people have the right to speak, there will be no time for peace... Repeating the same mistakes is the norm.”

Fu Chen squeezed his palms hard, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, someday I will be irritated, I will kill one when I see it, anyway..."

He pretended to cough slightly and stopped talking.

Zong Zhengxi raised the corners of his lips: "Using force against them seems like bullying the weak, using the big to bully the small... a group of frail people who only care about pleasure and don't want to suffer, just let them live in fear during those frightening days."

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows: "Are you... compromising?"

"It's not a compromise." Zong Zhengxi opened his eyes, his eyes were deep and cold, "It's waiting for them to bind themselves in a cocoon."

Fu Chen didn't take it seriously, but he didn't think there was anything to argue about, so he shook his head coldly and didn't say anything.

There was a long silence, and Fu Chen didn't expect that a random question would cause these troubles again, and he felt annoyed.Then he got up and took out the scroll from his hand, threw it on the ground, turned around and climbed on his stainless steel wheelchair again, there was a sudden movement, which caused a series of crisp sounds.

Zong Zhengxi supported him habitually, before the gloom had not dissipated, he raised his eyes and reprimanded slightly: "What's the matter?"

Fu Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Won't looking at this kind of rubbish affect my mood... I remembered that when you entered the room, didn't you ask me what I was laughing at?... Let me tell you."

Zong Zhengxi raised his eyebrows, only to see the young man's ear was on his side, and then whispered something.

"……presumptuous."

The facial expressions and reactions were as normal as usual, which inevitably made Fu Chen slightly disappointed.

"It's not the first time I've been presumptuous," he said provocatively, "...don't you dare to do anything to me?"

Zong Zhengxi snorted softly, picked up the book that was thrown on the floor, and put it on the table.

Fu Chen knew that he had acquiesced.There is still warmth in my chest, like the unexplained taste of stealing candied haws in my childhood, sweet and sour, as well as secret happiness and urgency.

"...I'll serve you one more time as an apology, okay?"

Hearing this, Zong Zhengxi shifted his gaze to the young man's warm and handsome face under the warm candle, but his movements were not light.According to his forehead, he flicked it with the wrong finger, and after really using some strength, Fu Chen saw a red mark on his forehead: "I came here overnight, you are really not tired, you little bastard, go and rest early."

Fu Chen was a little embarrassed, and turned: "...You didn't ask how the situation in Zhucheng was after the barbarians retreated?"

"Aren't you worried all the time?" Zongzheng Xi said, "Since you want to take care of me, of course I'm happy to be at ease... Anyway, according to your temperament, if you encounter difficulties and difficulties, you won't even think of coming to me for help. You cut off all my news Now, how else can I get involved in outside affairs."

"...I want you to rest, why don't you listen to me?" Fu Chen heard that he was really displeased, and asked urgently.

"I also want you to rest now, have you listened to me?"

Fu Chen was discouraged, and helplessly buried his head in front of his shoulders.

Each of the two felt a little powerless to help each other.

The way is different, do not conspire.But in the hearts of the two, they have always followed the same path before, and even if there are occasional differences, it will not hinder the overall situation.

Fu Chen frowned in anger, and said in a low voice, "If you are a woman..."

With the pain in his waist, he arched his back subconsciously, and continued to say: "...there are so many women who are considerate and obedient, why should I—"

With a wave of the black sleeve, the weak and pitiful candle was extinguished suddenly.

Fu Chen's nose was filled with hot air, and in the darkness, the young man closed his eyes with a trace of successful cunning.

This man can't please, he insists on being provocative, what's wrong...

Fu Chen managed to calm down the gap, pressed down Zong Zhengxi's forearm, and blew at him: "...I've agreed to serve you, don't move, I will move."

With his hands free, Zong Zhengxi put a coat on him, and he was covered in cold sweat.

"The window wasn't closed..." he sighed.

"It's just right...you turn the chair over and enjoy the night view."

"Another nonsense."

A thin silhouette was left on the half window.

"...I said that on purpose just now, don't mind."

"I see... But, do you really hope I don't mind?"

"... Forget it," Fu Chen laughed lowly, "You still mind... But, from now on, don't bother me about business matters, and I don't care about you, just like you said, each of us can do his own thing, okay? ?”

"If you don't touch my bottom line, of course I won't take care of it."

"...What is your bottom line?"

"Your life, your man."

Fu Chen's heart trembled, his movements froze: "What do you mean?"

"Don't do things that damage your heart, and don't be a person who compromises."

"...I, I promise you."

A stream of sweat slipped through the pores of the young man's forehead, along the way, it slid over the prostrate centipede on his left cheek, and just fell on the man's open upper lip.

Zong Zhengxi smiled lightly and licked it: "...Good boy, I will reward you if you promise."

"……What?"

There was a buzzing in the young man's mind, he had long been confused and didn't know the geometry of the moment, he was just talking gibberish.

"I will give you the home you want."

The galaxy turns in the sky, and the curtain hangs in the world.

"...the flowers are gone."