Broken Iron Clothes

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Yuan Mujie picked him up in front of the barracks in a four-wheeler, and Yuan Mucheng knelt in front of him on one knee, resting his forehead on his knee, and let him caress the top of his head.

"Just be safe." Yuan Mujie smiled lightly and looked down at him, until dinner time, his eyes still fell on him intentionally or unintentionally.

Yuan Haoxun was also silent when eating, the only sound in the tent was the chopsticks being pinched until the bowls and chopsticks were put down, most of the wine on the table at that time had entered Yuan Mujie's stomach.Seeing that his cheeks were slightly drunken red, Yuan Mucheng pushed him back into the tent first.

The four-wheeled vehicle just stopped at the side of the couch, and Yuan Mucheng was about to lift Yuan Mujie's shoulders, but the man raised his hand to stop him.

"Brother is not drunk." Yuan Mujie still insisted, propping up the bed with both hands and sitting on the bed conveniently.Yuan Mucheng moved the four-wheeled cart away again, put the man's legs together on the couch, and covered him with a quilt.

With the pillow behind him, Yuan Mujie sat leaning back, grabbed Yuan Mucheng's hand first, and said after a while: "Forgive me for saving face, I only dare to talk to you in private."

Hearing this, Yuan Mucheng simply sat on the spot and quietly listened to the man beside the couch.

Yuan Mujie said: "Elder brother has not been able to accompany you often since he was a child. In the palace, he always reminded you to pay attention to etiquette when dealing with the princes. At home, he did not spend as long with you as elder sister and aunt. When it comes to brotherhood, It’s not even comparable to He Xiao. I’m not a delicate person. I always feel that you are like a fish in water in the military camp, so I think you will be like me, aggressive and warlike. It’s either my dullness or my negligence. I don’t know what you really think in your heart. After thinking about it a lot, I feel that I should be like a responsible elder brother, and confess what I think in my heart with you, in fact, I..."

"Brother," Yuan Mucheng interrupted, "you have always been right. Human beings have weaknesses, negligence, and failure to be perfect is even more normal. It is enough to say these words once. Don't let my mother-in-law to comfort people."

Yuan Mujie said: "I understand what it feels like to have to. If you don't want to do something, big brother doesn't want to force you to continue doing it."

Yuan Mucheng said: "The military camp is my responsibility. Even though I am very playful, I have not been able to take it back, but I have no regrets during the nine years in the military camp. Fortunately, these nine years have saved me from living like a child." A prodigal son. Although I want to quit, if I were Yuan Mucheng before the age of 15, I might really do it, but now I have to worry more, just like my elder brother, staying in Yuzhouying is not a problem. It's really for the sake of fighting, but because the Jingping Palace wants to gain a firm foothold."

Surprised that the person he didn't dare to look directly at had matured a lot without knowing it, Yuan Mujie couldn't help feeling: "Brother, it's been a long time since I had a proper conversation with you."

Yuan Mucheng chuckled: "We still have a lot of time to talk about in the future, we don't need to use drunkenness as an excuse, just lie down, and I'll peel off the handkerchief for you."

The handkerchief was immersed in the lukewarm water, Yuan Mujie looked sideways at the place where the steam rose, and said, "Young Master Jiang's matter, Eldest Sister mentioned it to my father and me before."

Yuan Mucheng paused for a while, and asked, "What did the old man say?"

"I didn't say much, but Mr. Jiang is still King Wei Xu's third son after all, so my father won't do anything."

Recalling the atmosphere at the dinner table just now, Yuan Mucheng smiled and handed the handkerchief to his hand: "When the three of us sit together, we are just three pieces of hard wood. After all, the old man is the biggest in this military camp. He doesn't speak first. Who dares to speak, Huaichuan is not used to such a way of getting along with people, and he has no chance to say a few words to you, but I have an idea, and I have done all the things that I have decided for life. If the old man refuses to Promise, at worst I will drag Huai Chuan to pay homage in front of him, if he is willing to beat me, he will not be willing to beat and scold Huai Chuan."

Yuan Mujie laughed: "Nonsense, maybe you brought people into the camp. Isn't your father's attitude clear enough? Besides, when the camp was short of rations, Young Master Jiang gave him all his money and money. Choose a date to meet with him." Dad sat down to talk, how could he not agree."

Yuan Mucheng was stunned for a moment: "Huaichuan donated food?"

"That's right, you were still in the western region at that time, so you shouldn't know about it."

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He Xiao and Ji Dong's marriage is scheduled to be in the spring of the next year, thinking that their natal family will have to meet, Gu Nanxing and Yi Qinchen also set off from Mengzhou with Zhong Dingshan, thinking that if they can arrive in Yuzhou before New Year's Eve The camp gathering was also lively.

Now that the wedding is being prepared, and the Yuzhou camp is full of joy, when it was time to try on the wedding dress, Yuan Mucheng personally went to Yuan Muqing's tent.

Yuan Muqing's camp has never been evacuated, although it is vacant, there are always people taking care of it, once Fang stepped in, it was as friendly as if the person had never left.The wedding dress that Yuan Muqing had prepared a long time ago was still neatly placed in the box, Yuan Mucheng sent someone to deliver it, and then stayed in this tent for a long time.

It was almost dusk, and there was no sound from Yuan Muqing's tent. Jiang Shiqing lifted the curtain and entered the tent, only to see Yuan Mucheng curled up on the couch and fell asleep in the darkness.Jiang Shiqing quietly tucked the quilt for him, then sat down on the ground, leaning on the edge of the couch and watching carefully.

Yuan Mucheng has been an iron shield and sharp spear for a long time, and when he takes off his armor, he is still a person who can feel pain and itch and needs to rely on, but he is often unwilling to show his weakness.

But Jiang Shiqing had seen that appearance occasionally.

Jiang Shiqing touched his outline from the air, and smiled lightly. He thought of Yuan Mucheng's tears, the self-blame and sadness when he leaned on his shoulder, and the childishness after being drunk... They have experienced a lot together, but he has seen Yuan Mucheng His weakness, just like Wen Yu and Yuan Muqing have seen it before.

Yuan Mucheng's breathing was very even. Jiang Shiqing listened, and when he learned the breathing frequency, he had to close his eyes.

A gust of wind penetrated the curtain, Jiang Shiqing turned his head to look, Yuan Haoxun was raising the altar to signal to him, he got up and followed out lightly.

The evening wind was very cold, and a fire was set up on the ground. Yuan Haoxun sat by the fire and patted the empty space beside him: "Sit down, there is no need to talk about so many etiquettes."

Jiang Shiqing sat down there, and a jug of wine was thrown towards him. He reached out to catch it, and just holding it in his palm, the smell of wine could come out from the lid.

Yuan Haoxun first lifted the cover and touched him, and said: "I have never thanked Yuzhouying for the food donation."

"Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about Huai Chuan's effort." Jiang Shiqing raised his head and took a sip. He was not used to the taste of wine, but he only frowned slightly.

"Huaichuan, the word comes from mountains, rivers and rivers. It sounds open-minded, but the old man took it for Mucheng, but it is much narrower." Yuan Haoxun looked at the fire, but the brilliance in his eyes was light. trying to trap him in the barracks."

Jiang Shiqing didn't speak, Yuan Haoxun only turned his head slightly to look at him: "There are some things, I think you should know."

The fire was crackling, and occasionally sparks shot up. Yuan Haoxun warmed his hands, and the scars all over his palms were exposed in the burning light. He said: "Since their mother left, I thought of a way to preserve the Jingping Palace. Fighting on the battlefield also selfishly gave Mu Jie the opportunity to make military achievements, in order to make the Yuzhou Camp and the entire Northern Territory unable to survive without the Yuan family. I was easily defeated again. But Mujie had an accident, and I felt guilty towards him, but I am old, no matter how many meritorious deeds I have made on this battlefield, I cannot escape the twilight of a hero, so I was harsher on Mucheng, He was a soldier who came in halfway, not even called a soldier, and almost knew nothing about the barracks. I let him suffer and hone himself. He just took over the burden of Mu Jie and me until now, and he is more promising than me at the same age. But I never thought that if Mucheng is not here one day, what will I do to defend the Yuzhou camp? It wasn't until Mu Qing left that I finally figured it out."

He sighed in relief: "It's time for the Yuan family to decentralize power. The battlefield has already tossed me enough. Now that I have three children under my knees, only Mucheng is safe. If I insist on letting them stay here, I think I will regret it."

When the man was silent, he looked like a dormant tiger, but as he said, he was afraid that the hero would be late. This tiger is old, its teeth are not sharp, and its claws are not good. Following in the footsteps, he knows how bitter the battlefield is.

"A companion is like a tiger. Your Majesty spared the life of the queen mother, but continued to honor her with the name of the queen mother. Do you think he really let go of his hatred?" Yuan Haoxun said, "People's hearts and reputation are what an emperor needs These."

Jiang Shiqing replied: "On the other hand, what an emperor fears most is threats to him, and the friendship between Xiao'an and the Supreme Emperor will become such a threat, so Xiao'an can't have soldiers in his hands, and can't have power."

Yuan Haoxun nodded: "That's right, the way to preserve Prince Jingping's mansion now is that the Yuan family gave up their military power and gradually transferred the Yuzhou Camp and Xuanhe Army to others. Now, I think it's time to herd The city is free."

Jiang Shiqing asked: "Then what are the plans of the prince and Marquis Jingfang?"

Yuan Haoxun said: "Mu Jie has lost his legs, so even if he stays in the barracks, he won't feel threatening. I don't interfere if he goes or stays. As for me, if I leave the Yuzhou camp, I might find a green hill The land of green water, take their mother and Mu Qing there, it's quiet and quiet."

Hearing this, Jiang Shiqing was silent for a moment. He knew that Yuan Mujie's legs were mutilated in order to bring back Lu Sheng's body. He wanted to thank him, but he didn't dare to open his mouth to reveal the scar.

Yuan Haoxun has noticed this since he entered the camp. Seeing that he was silent, he said: "I think you have kept the matter of Mu Jie in your mind for a long time. There are some things that you don't need to say. It's enough if you think about it. It should also be a burden."

The altar leaned towards him, and Jiang Shiqing raised the altar to touch him: "Thank you, my lord, for your enlightenment."

The swaying flames swayed in front of the figures of the two, and were blown out of shape by the wind. Yuan Mucheng stood quietly behind them, watching from not far away.

That was his father and his lover, both figures were warmed by the light.

Not noticing the person behind him, Jiang Shiqing sipped the aftertaste in his mouth and asked, "Has the prince ever drank like this with Xiao'an?"

Yuan Haoxun lowered his head and laughed: "I have never had a chance. I am so strict with him, I don't know what he wants to say about me."

"Say that you are the boss of the camp and my own father, otherwise what else can I say?" Yuan Mucheng was the first to throw himself on Jiang Shiqing's back, hugged him tightly behind him, and then squeezed into the middle of them and sat down.

Yuan Mucheng said with a smile: "You drink and joke behind my back, why don't you know that I'm itchy to watch from behind."

Yuan Haoxun shook his head and sighed, picked up the wine jar at hand and threw it into his arms: "Here, I'll give you a good drink."

Yuan Mucheng lifted the lid of the altar: "That would be the best."

The three of them laughed and chatted in the wind, and the wine jug in their hands was empty. This kind of joy was even unprecedented.But Jiang Shiqing was drunk, and fell limply on Yuan Mucheng's shoulder, and was hugged from the side of the extinguished flame to the couch.

The drunken face was also pretty, Yuan Mucheng couldn't help pinching the cheek in front of him, but the man looked at him in such a daze.

"It's the first time I've seen you drink like this, it's hot." Yuan Mucheng lowered his head and sniffed at him, but his neck was tied up.

"Xiao'an," Jiang Shiqing dragged his voice, sounding a little lazy, "Why are you ignoring me?"

Yuan Mucheng pinched the tip of his nose: "That bastard Yuan Xiaoan ignored you, so who is talking to you now?"

"Who is it?" Jiang Shiqing seduced him, then softly rubbed against his ear.

"Xiao'an, I'm so hot and cold." The kiss fell from the cheek and moved to the side of the neck, Jiang Shiqing blew hot air into his ear, "Will you hug me?"

Yuan Mucheng lowered his voice: "Ask who I am again."

Jiang Shiqing met his eyes: "Who are you?"

Yuan Mucheng grabbed the wrists attached to his neck and slammed them on the couch: "It's a beast that wants to eat you up."

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In a blink of an eye, the New Year's Eve has arrived, and the sound of gongs and drums in the morning has crowded the streets and alleys. Until night, Shangxi Garden is still alone, quiet and cold.

Liu Zhaoyu looked through the window, only Chang Yi was left beside him.

"Chang Yi, do you know why I keep you by my side?"

Chang Yi lowered his head: "I don't know."

Liu Zhaoyu said: "At the beginning you were able to serve me by my uncle, so I couldn't figure out when you joined Feng Shi, and I didn't know what you did for Feng Shi. Later, I finally understood, why did you come to me again? You can't be like Xu Yixu, who seems to be helping the Feng family, but is actually a member of the Yan family, so killing me is not out of your control."

Chang Yi was stunned to the point of numbness, and did not dare to lift his head for a long time, Liu Zhaoyu smiled and said, "It is useless to talk about these now, it is useless..."

The sound of cannons came and went, and some of them could be heard when walking into the garden. Liu Zhaoyu stepped into the garden alone. He walked all the way, leaving off his cloak, boots and robe, and walked forward until he was completely alone.Ye froze his thin jacket, and he shivered from the cold, the ropes on his ankles were tied in knots, connected to a heavy stone, and he was waiting for the last sound that could be heard in the world, and he was about to leave.

The wind blows, the firecrackers blare, and the flames burst into pieces, shattering into star dots, and the water droplets splashed on the water gradually subside.

There are regrets in this life, and there will be no more in this life.He found the light in the water, he found the vast world, and he wanted to swim there, and then swim there.

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The sound of firecrackers startled the long night, Jiang Yu put on his clothes and looked out the window, recalling the past, suddenly a little white fell on the back of his hand, and melted away, when he looked up again, a vast whiteness had blown from the night.

The snow spot was blown obliquely by the wind, and it was about to hit the heavy gate. Wen Kaisen stepped on the gate of Song Mansion unknowingly with a lamp. Now that Song Bing has been exiled, the gate will be closed forever.Even though he knew that the door would not open again, Wen Kaisen still stared at it, hoping for something.

The snow drifted quickly, covering the field of vision, Liu Zhaoye looked at a certain place, and suddenly remembered a touch of color in the bright lights.

"Is there a date for Princess Wusen's wedding?" Liu Zhaoye asked.

The eunuch beside him responded: "The Ministry of Rites discussed the agenda with the cabinet, and the paperwork has already been handed over."

Liu Zhaoye nodded, turned his head and moved towards the hall, the next snowfall could only fall on the railing, and after falling for a long time, a thin layer of snow gradually accumulated.

The edge of the sword swept towards the snow, drawing a cold light, and the tip of the sword pierced out from the covered eyes again, followed by dots of pale white.

"Senior brother, why do you dance with your sword blindfolded?"

Lin Song pulled off the cloth belt and put it on his wrist: "Remember one person."

The man was far away in the north, and he suddenly raised the curtain to look into the distance from the slightly warm tent.

"It's snowing." Yi Qinchen turned his head and said.

Yuan Mucheng and Jiang Shiqing knelt in the tent and toasted Yuan Haoxun and Zhong Dingshan. When they heard that it was snowing, they gathered their clothes and went outside the tent.

Bai Xue fell in front of his eyes, the beauty moved his face, Yuan Mucheng covered him in the cold wind: "You want heavy snow."

Jiang Shiqing smiled and replied, "You watch it with me."

"Xiaoan, after He Xiaojidong's marriage is over, I want to go to Qinzhou. Now that I have taken Xuguo all over Dali, I should send him back to Qinzhou for burial."

But Yuan Mucheng said: "Our marriage is also going to be done, he has to be here, and Mr. Lin Meng, I heard that he plans to open a medical clinic to accept apprentices in the next year, and Lao Gu and the others are also preparing for the opening of the tavern. Our business must be rushed Do it before they get busy."

"If you want to do it quickly, Gaotang's prostration has been completed tonight, and we have the last prostration left," Jiang Shiqing turned around and tapped the corner of his lips with his forehead, "Pray?"

Yuan Mucheng asked him: "Now?"

"Right now." Jiang Shiqing stepped back two steps away from him, raised his hands to shoulder height, and wanted to salute with him.

Yuan Mucheng did as he did, and when he was about to bow down, Jiang Shiqing squatted down and grabbed a handful of dust from the ground and threw it at him.Yuan Mucheng raised his arm to cover it, but when he came back to his senses, the man had already run away.

"This is dirt, Jianghuaichuan!" Yuan Mucheng chased after him, and the two laughed and fell to the ground, rolling in wet mud.

After a few laps, Yuan Mucheng pressed him under him, and pressed his forehead against the man while panting: "Why didn't you tell me about the donation of food to the north?"

Jiang Shiqing smiled back at him: "It's only when you hear it from others that you can't put it down."

"I can't put it down." Yuan Mucheng smiled and clasped his ten fingers, handing him the remaining heat from his lips and tongue.

They kissed and kissed for a long time.

Yuan Mucheng said, "I actually met you a long time ago, right?"

Jiang Shiqing didn't answer, just looked at him.Yuan Mucheng didn't need to listen to his answer, but just hugged him tightly.

"I'm late, Huaichuan."

Jiang Shiqing responded softly: "Fortunately, it's not too late."

They embraced each other in the heaven and the earth, and they will hold hands until the white head, and will not change until death.

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