morbid trapping

Li Dezhuang's mood can no longer be described with the word "fuck".

Mu Jian is sick?Still have brains?

Well, he doesn't stay in the capital, what are you doing here if you have nothing to do!

This is the battlefield, a place where you will lose your head if you are not careful!

Vice General Zhao was also shocked.

"Your Majesty has only been enthroned for a year, and he has personally conscripted? Who is in charge of the court?"

Liu Zhuangshi said: "It must have been arranged."

Deputy General Zhao stomped his feet, "No wonder the Yi people attacked there first, and the co-authors knew His Majesty was there!" He thought for a while, and asked from the bottom of his heart, "Is Your Majesty crazy?"

"He's a lunatic!" Li Dezhuang walked out angrily, "I'm going to Weicheng, let Your Majesty go back!"

It's strange to say this.

Vice General Zhao didn't understand.

"Counselor Ji, you have never met His Majesty. With your official position, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see His Majesty. How can you let His Majesty go back? Will he listen to what you say?"

As soon as these words were uttered, Li Dezhuang who had walked to the door stopped abruptly.

Liu Zhuangshi, who knew about it, looked at Deputy General Zhao and wanted to explain, but knew that he couldn't say it.Swallowed it back.

Li Dezhuang turned his head a little stiffly, looked at Deputy General Zhao, and pursed his lips, "You are right, I was negligent."

Deputy General Zhao patted himself on the chest and volunteered.

"Let me go!" Liu Zhuangshi closed his eyes, a little powerless.

"Yanmen Pass is still counting on you and me to guard it. If you leave, let Brother Ji guard it with me?"

He is a staff officer, not a general.

Deputy General Zhao: "Oh, what should I do?!"

Liu Zhuangshi said: "Let Staff Ji go and bring a team of elites. Go to His Majesty, even if you can't persuade His Majesty to leave, stay with His Majesty and protect His Majesty."

Vice General Zhao: "But how can he meet His Majesty?"

"It's okay, I wrote a handwritten letter saying that he was going on my behalf. His Majesty must have met him."

As Liu Zhuangshi spoke, he walked to the table and sat down, writing with a pen.

It was written in a short while, carefully pretended, and handed to Li Dezhuang.

"I know you are in a hurry, but when you go, you should also pay attention to safety."

Li Dezhuang nodded.

The road to Weicheng is not difficult.

Li Dezhuang rode a good horse again. He set off in the morning and arrived in the evening.He took the souvenir letter from Liu Zhuangshi and gave it to General Meng's mansion. The gatekeeper saw it and went in.

He wanted to go straight to Mu Jian, but after thinking about it, he went to General Meng.

He was worried that Mu Jian was not fake.

But it is still possible not to meet him, or not to meet.

To avoid pulling out inextricably linked relationships.

Cut constantly, the rationale is still chaotic.

General Meng has long heard of Staff Officer Ji, Ji Enxu's name.Now that I can see the deity, I am naturally overjoyed.

He was invited to sit down again, and someone was poured tea for him.Talk to him about the new weapons.

Li Dezhuang answered him a few words, then hurriedly asked: "I heard that His Majesty has personally conscripted?"

General Meng's face turned serious.

Although there were only the two of them in the room, and Li Dezhuang's voice was very low when he asked, he still looked around vigilantly.

Lowered his voice back to him.

"That's not true. Although our Majesty is young, since he took the throne, he has done everything that benefits the country and the people. Lowering taxes and selecting talents. Right now, he has personally confiscated and restored the Thirteen Youyun Prefectures. Our army Great morale!"

"When did he come?"

"It's been half a month since I came here. His Majesty's whereabouts are hidden, so he has been hiding it from anyone."

Li Dezhuang was startled, "How did the Yi people know?"

"We let it out."

"Your Majesty has shown his face, so someone will know about it." General Meng took a sip of tea, "Your Majesty said that the Yanmen Pass is dangerous and is a battleground for military strategists. If there is a fight at Yanmen Pass, it must be a fierce battle. , The people are devastated. The nearby Maicheng is a place of food and grass supply, and it cannot be damaged, so the Yi people are attracted here."

Li Dezhuang suddenly stood up.

"Your Majesty is the king of a country, how can you be a bait?!"

General Meng was taken aback by his sudden anger and blinked his eyes, "Your Majesty said that the people are the most important and the king is the least. This is nothing."

General Meng reassured him, "Don't worry too. Your Majesty is fine, just suffered a little injury."

Li Dezhuang just sat down, when he heard this sentence, he stood up again.

"injured?!"

No, what's the matter with you? !

A bunch of people can't protect Mu Jian? !

What can Mu Jian do?

He grew up in the cold palace and only started to learn martial arts when he was eleven or twelve. His kung fu is not enough to look at.

The imperial conquest is to boost morale.

Really let him go to the battlefield!

General Meng blinked his eyes puzzled, "Small injury..."

"Small injuries are injuries!" Li Dezhuang was in a hurry, "How is Your Majesty?"

"Are you okay? Staff Officer Ji, you are so anxious, why don't you go and have a look?"

Li Dezhuang immediately calmed down.

"No need."

Still gone.

Li Dezhuang cupped his hands, "General Meng, I'm just asking about your majesty's situation on behalf of my general. You can rest assured that your majesty is fine. I will return to Yanmen Pass at dawn tomorrow. Please, General Meng, don't let me come here. Inform Your Majesty."

General Meng didn't understand.

You are all here, why don't you let people know?

Although General Meng didn't understand, he nodded in agreement and arranged a room for Li Dezhuang and his party to stay.

Before going to bed, Li Dezhuang kept most of the elites he brought to protect Mu Jian.The rest will go back to Yanmen Pass with myself tomorrow.

Everything is in order.

Know everything you want to know.

I didn't see anyone I didn't want to see.

But Li Dezhuang couldn't sleep.

During the year in Yanmenguan, the little things between him and Mu Jian will always come to mind.Mu Jian's paranoia, obsession, acting like a baby, selling well...

It's like a seed hidden in my heart without knowing when, it has quietly germinated and grown slowly.

Li Dezhuang held a lantern and took a walk in General Meng's house.

The shadows of the moon are heavy, and the shadows of the trees are whirling.

He was alone, and the sound of his footsteps was clear and lonely in the empty night.

"Meow--"

In the dark, a cat meowed.

Li Dezhuang stopped and looked around, but he didn't see the cat.When he got closer, he saw a thin, small, dirty milk cat with glazed eyes staring at Li Dezhuang.

He raised the lantern in his hand.

The cat came towards him.

Li Dezhuang squatted down and hugged the cat in his arms.

The cat struggled in his arms.

"The cat scratches people, be careful."

The familiar voice penetrated the night and was carried to Li Dezhuang's ears by the wind.

Li Dezhuang looked up in surprise.

Sitting on the top of the wall was a man in black clothes, with a thin face and thick bruises under his eyes.

But it didn't affect his handsomeness in the slightest.The hands rested lazily on the knees, and there were two faint scratches on the back of the hands.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The man on the wall said, "That's my cat."

Li Dezhuang's heart trembled, as if he had returned to that winter day many years ago, and saw the child lying on the wall, dressed in rags, and his two little hands were as cold as carrots.

The person on the wall asked: "Do you like my cat? If you like it and want to see it, you can come to me."

Li Dezhuang had a lump in his throat and said after a while, "I don't like it. Since it's yours, I'll give it back to you."

Let go...

The struggling cat fell to the ground nimbly and disappeared without a trace.

But the man on the wall still looked down at him.

Eye attention.

The time between the two of them seemed to slow down because of his gaze.

"Lantern," said the man on the wall.

"Won't you give it to me? I'm afraid of the dark."