Innocent cast of white iron

In the afternoon, Zhuge Ming came to ask for an interview. Zhao Qi was looking at the roster sent by Mu Jiancheng, and raised his chin to signal the guards outside the tent to let him in.

As soon as Zhuge Ming entered the door, he made a deep obeisance, and said, "The grassroots Zhuge Ming pays his respects to the Marshal!"

Zhao Qi closed the booklet in his hand and said, "Mr. Zhuge, you don't need to be too polite." Looking at the attendant at the side, he said, "Quickly fetch a stool for Mr. Zhuge."

This Zhuge Ming was wearing a white shirt, with a bookish air all over his body.Zhao Qi met him once, and that was on the [-]th night of last year, Zhuge Ming turned into a painting stall owner, threatening that if someone could write an inscription on his painting, he would send him his painting for free.

Thinking of the past, Zhao Qi couldn't help but smile, and said, "I didn't expect that the peddler on the street that day was actually the famous Mr. Yongle."

Zhuge Ming smiled, but he didn't feel any embarrassment because of Zhao Qi's identity, so he said as usual, "The Marshal is overrated. Back then, the grassroots only thought that the Marshal and Mr. Liu were well-behaved, and they thought they were the sons of a rich family. , I didn’t expect one to be the number one scholar, and the other to be a well-known prime minister. The grass-roots really don’t know Taishan, and they are playing tricks in front of adults!”

Zhao Qi said, "When I saw him that day, I was very hasty and didn't ask Mr. Zhuge's name. Later, I heard Changqing mention Mr. Changle, who turned out to be the head of the four great talents in the capital. It can be seen that this commander is also blind to gold and jade."

Zhuge Ming who said this flattery was very happy in his heart, but he was still in doubt in his heart.Although Zhuge Ming has a lot of talent, he doesn't like to deal with people, and he doesn't want to get in touch with officialdom, so he often stays at home, sings poems and paints, enjoys flowers and drinks, and invites a few close friends to discuss literature together such as.However, these are okay as a way to pass the time. Although Zhuge Ming loves poetry and poetry, what he is most interested in is the formation of troops.Now that it's a war, Zhuge Ming is naturally happy to be introduced by Liu Changqing.Now hearing that Zhao Qi seemed to approve of him, he couldn't help but calm down.

The two said a few more words, and Zhao Qi had a measure in his mind. This Zhuge Ming was indeed a talent worth using, and what's more, today's war requires a skilled craftsman who understands the art of war.Thinking of this, Zhao Qi sent an order to Zhuge Ming to be the military advisor of the Korean Army, to lead the troops in formation and make suggestions.

When the two armies are fighting, there are many factors that affect the victory. The marshal is of course the aspect that drives morale, and the abilities of the soldiers themselves are also very important. However, what is more noteworthy is the military adviser behind the two armies. The enemy is more than a million soldiers.

In history, there are many battles in which less is more victorious. In addition to the right time and place, it is the harmony of people. This aspect still depends on the military division to adjust.Zhao Qi didn't do much research on this aspect, so naturally he handed it over to Zhuge Ming.That Zhuge Ming knew very well that the responsibility was heavy, so he quickly knelt down to accept the order.

It was already evening when the two of them finished talking, usually it was time for dinner, but the soldiers were still training outside the tent, every move was accompanied by earth-shattering shouts, the morale was astonishing.Not long ago, the people who were defeated in a battle were indignant, wishing they could see the enemy army in front of them, wielding long knives and spears and cutting off their dog's heads.

Zhao Qi stood watching from the sidelines, and was also agitated by their shocking shouts.

Mu Jiancheng was training soldiers, and when he saw Zhao Qi standing below, he quickly stretched out his hand to signal the soldiers to stop.The soldiers didn't know why, they took back their weapons and stood on the ground one after another, lined up neatly.

"Soldiers!" Mu Jiancheng shouted in a low voice, which was unusually loud and clear on the open grassland, "Soldiers! The enemy army from Guangluo broke through our city of Tusu! A fire burned all the houses in the city and brutally killed me. Innocent people in Korea, how can such hatred not be reported! Now that the imperial court has sent 30 reinforcements to support us, what should we do!"

A commander shouted loudly, "Kill the enemy for revenge!"

All the soldiers raised their weapons and echoed, "Kill the enemy! Take revenge! Kill the enemy! Take revenge!"

Mu Jiancheng nodded and said again, "Soldiers, if we allow the enemy to break through the western frontier, our family members will be killed and burned next! It is our homeland! For the honor of the soldiers! For our family ! Only victory is allowed in this battle! No defeat is allowed!"

"Only victory! No failure!"

"Follow the marshal to the death!"

"Follow the marshal to the death!"

Zhao Qi looked serious, raised his hand to signal them to stop, and said, "Soldiers! The country of Dahan is in your hands, and the lives of thousands of people in Dahan are in your hands! Hold the long swords and spears in your hands tightly, and decide Don't let the Guangluo enemy army get close to our Dahan!"

"Never let the Guangluo enemy army get close to my Dahan half a step!!!"

"Never let the Guangluo enemy army get close to my Dahan half a step!!!"

"Never let the Guangluo enemy army get close to my Dahan half a step!!!"

The soldiers roared, shouted, and repeated it over and over again. Their hearts were already churning with anger and blood, and they just wanted to rush into the Guangluo enemy camp to kill the enemy and vent their hatred!

It took Zhao Qi a while to calm down, his eyes gradually darkened.War is ruthless, every victory is piled up by the flesh and blood of countless soldiers, and these people are standing here alive now, in order to protect their wives and children behind them, and protect their homeland, they hold the sharp weapon in their hands tightly. Waiting without fear to rush into the enemy camp.

Don't you see, there are millions of heroic souls on the battlefield, and they were so heroic back then.

Don't you see, the wife and children are resentful on the height of the railing, and the newlywed Yan Eryun's temples are slanting.

Defend the three hundred cities in the western border, and the people of Guangluo will not be returned if they do not break!

Zhao Qi was startled to realize that he had started to feel sorry for others, so he couldn't help lowering his eyes and smiling, and said nothing.

Logically speaking, Liu Changqing should live alone in a tent. When the people below were getting ready, Liu Changqing drifted past quietly and said, "I only live here for two days, and I happened to have some important discussions with Marshal Zhao. No more preparations."

So, Liu Changqing lived in Zhao Qi's tent in good faith.

Zhao Qi stared dumbfounded at the servants bringing in Liu Changqing's clothes one by one, and asked after a while, "What's the meaning of this?"

Liu Changqing said, "Well, I see that the life of the soldiers is hard, because there are not enough tents, some of them are sleeping outside..." He sighed, "I can't bear to see them spare another room for me to live in, and it's only about two days. I'll just live with you, and save the trouble of these servants."

Zhao Qi glanced at him and said nothing.The soldiers sleeping outside were obviously just patrolling at night!

Seeing that he didn't object, Liu Changqing immediately became elated, and smiled softly at him, saying, "I guess Feilu doesn't mind?"

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Qi replied lightly, raised his hand and flicked the candle wick on the table.The candlelight danced leisurely a few times, and the warm yellow light reflected on Zhao Qi's face, making him look less indifferent and more warm and soft.

Liu Changqing only felt his heart beating fast, his hands were twisted together nervously, wondering whether what Zhao Qi said during the day was what he had in mind.Careful thoughts drifted farther and farther, until the attendant outside the door came in carrying hot water, "Marshal, the hot water is here."

Zhao Qi raised his head, pointed to the screen beside him, and said, "Put it behind."

"Yes."

Several people put away the wooden bucket for bathing, poured hot water on it, wiped off the splashed water stains on the side with clean towels, and then retreated out in an orderly manner.As soon as they went out, Liu Changqing said, "I was worried that Feilu would suffer a lot in the barracks, but I didn't expect the servants to be so considerate in serving them, and it would be so troublesome to take a bath. I thought I would just find a pond outside. Let's all wash up together."

Zhao Qi glanced at him, noncommittal.Is Liu Changqing arranging his desire for pleasure?It's quite courageous.

Zhao Qi stood up, and regardless of Liu Changqing watching, he took off his coat, put it on the screen, walked behind the screen, took off the clothes inside, and went to take a leisurely bath.

Besides, Liu Changqing, listening to the sound of water behind him, stared blankly at the screen as if trying to see a flower.At this moment, Zhao Qi who was behind the screen suddenly spoke, probably steaming, with an ambiguous voice, "Chang Qing, wipe my back for me."

Liu Changqing felt his legs go limp, swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and said after a while, "I'll go to the latrine and talk about it when I come back."

Liu Changqing didn't see that Zhao Qi behind the screen was curling his lips, and with a soft smile, he said in a low voice, "Is it hard?"

"(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻" Liu Changqing was silent for a long time before making a deep nasal sound, "Hmm..."

"Wipe my back." He listened carefully, but with a smile on his face.

Liu Changqing let out an oh, and walked over the screen cautiously to him. At this time, Zhao Qi was sitting in a wooden barrel, the water covered his chest, and the jade hairpin was placed on a low stool beside him. The chest was submerged in the water again.

Liu Changqing was stunned for a long time, only felt that his sword eyebrows were drawn into his temples and the bridge of his nose was straight, so he was naturally very handsome. At this time, there was a layer of heat, as if the whole air was filled with warmth.Especially when Zhao Qi looked at him with soft smiling eyes, Liu Changqing felt that he was almost attracted by the other party's eyes, coughed twice, and tried to calm down, "Feilu, come and wipe your back for you. .”

Zhao Qi smiled, "Very good." Then he turned his back to him, laid down leisurely on the edge of the barrel, closed his eyes and went to rest.

Liu Changqing was left alone staring at his bare/naked back. After all, he was born rich and noble from the urine, and his skin was first-class, but there was a hideous scar on his fair back, winding from his shoulders to his waist. The part is still glowing with pink flesh color.

Liu Changqing leaned forward, touched the scar with his fingers, and said, "How did you do it?"

"Don't talk." Zhao Qi said in a low voice, "Let me rest for a while." As he spoke, his breathing sank, as if he had fallen asleep.

Liu Changqing was taken aback, thinking that he must have not had a good rest for a long time, so he ordered someone to prepare hot water to take a bath and take a rest.He frowned, reached out to pick up a dry towel beside him, dipped it in water to wipe Zhao Qi's back, and muttered softly, "My heart hurts to death."

Zhao Qi didn't fall asleep, but closed his eyes to take a rest when he felt tired, but he heard Liu Changqing's words.Thinking of Liu Changqing's devotion to him these days, he couldn't help feeling that the child was straight-hearted, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a chuckle, and suddenly asked, "Changqing, do you really like me?"

Liu Changqing was taken aback for a while, then nodded after hesitating for a while, remembering that Zhao Qi couldn't see it, he let out an 'hmm' again.

"I see."

"!" What do you mean I know?Liu Changqing doesn't understand anymore, didn't he know it before?But how many times have you confessed yourself?Hmm... Wait, that's not the point. Shouldn't confessing to yourself be an acceptance or a tactful rejection? What does "I know" mean...

Liu Changqing suffered from insomnia again.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Luo Qingzhou: Do you still remember me?

Zhao Qi: who are you

Luo Qingzhou: Hey, dead author, let me out!

Author: Sit up and move by yourself

Reader: How about morality?

Author: The dog ate [End]

V was so happy for the first time.So let Liu Changqing be happy too.