Broken Iron Clothes

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There was a strong wind blowing from the hills, and it seemed that there was no end to mourning. Accompanied by Feng Ruoping's hoarse growl, the smell of blood was blown away.

Jiang Shiqing's eyes were still covered, and all he could perceive at the moment was the restless noise and the spreading blood.

But it was Liu Zhaobi's blood.

Jiang Shiqing was stunned for a moment when he read the name.Because no matter whether he was Lu Xianfeng, who complained for Wei Xu's palace and Qinghui army, or the Ninth Prince, who watched his brothers fight against the wall, it is undeniable that the one who died in front of him today was Liu Zhaobi, the starling he had never known.

He originally thought that as long as there were no other bonds other than blood relationship, he would be able to stay out of the matter, but at the moment Liu Zhaobi cut his throat with a knife, he felt turmoil in his heart.

They were supposed to be brothers, he was thinking.

Jiang Shiqing felt a sense of loss, turned around and put his forehead on Yuan Mucheng's shoulder, leaning against him quietly like this.

He was so tired that he wanted to lean on for a while.

Yuan Mucheng is his wall, and it is also the only warm place in the mountains and plains.

He poured out all the soft-heartedness and cowardice that he was ashamed of in Yuan Mucheng's eyes, and only hoped that he would not despise or refuse.

In silence, a pair of big hands covered the back of his head, Jiang Shiqing was led closer to his head by Yuan Mucheng, and simply followed his indulgence, put his chin on his shoulder, and embraced him calmly in the eyes of everyone.

He fell on Yuan Mucheng as if he was a victim, and from then on he sent Lu Xianfeng away safely, and only became Jiang Shiqing.

They will be aboveboard, even if his life is not long.

"Xiao'an, you have to hold me tight." Jiang Shiqing leaned against his shoulder, getting very close.

Yuan Mucheng's heart skipped a beat, and he hugged his hands even tighter.

He knew what Jiang Shiqing was talking about, and he was more afraid than anyone else that Jiang Shiqing would fall into hell.

He used his cheeks to feel Jiang Shiqing's temperature, then put his finger on the man's neck, counted the pulse, and recorded the evidence of his survival with his own senses, and he was relieved for a while.

"Hold tight," Yuan Mucheng said, "At worst, we'll fall together."

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Half a day has passed, and the people in the hills have almost retreated.The corpse was removed, and the blood on the ground had been washed to light red. Only Liu Zhaoyu was left sitting in front of the stele, as still as stagnant water.

Yuan Mucheng stared at him for a while, and walked in, but this time, he didn't take into account any etiquette of the emperor, and he didn't even take off his saber, so he went straight to Liu Zhaoyu and sat down.

Liu Zhaoyu blinked his astringent eyes dully, and said hoarsely, "Xiao'an, how do you think future generations will remember him?"

Liu Zhaobi, the only remaining prince surnamed Liu in Dali, was defeated in Yu Changning for five years, not as good as Xia Zhi, and committed suicide.

Just thinking about it, Liu Zhaoyu laughed jokingly, lowered his head and touched the sticky and hard blood on his hands, choked up and said, "But Ah Bi..."

"Ah Bi shouldn't be a traitor to the king." He bit his trembling lower lip and rubbed his hands vigorously.

Yuan Mucheng handed over a wet handkerchief clutched in his hand, Liu Zhaoyu took it, and silently wiped his hands, from the palms to the fingers, rubbing them stiffly over and over again.

In the end, the veil was crumpled into a ball and held between his hands. Liu Zhaoyu squeezed the dampness in his hand, and suddenly asked, "Are you blaming me?"

Yuan Mucheng just shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Liu Zhaoyu smiled wryly and said, "Why don't you even want to say a perfunctory lie."

Yuan Mucheng turned to look at him, with a slightly casual tone: "What do you want to hear?"

Liu Zhaoyu hadn't seen Yuan Mucheng let go of his restraint in front of him for a long time, and suddenly seemed to have the illusion of regaining what was lost, and stared at him for a moment.

"Except for pretending to be sick that day, I never lied to you." Liu Zhaoyu said.

Yuan Mucheng didn't speak, just nodded at him.

"Do you believe me?" Liu Zhaoyu said.

Yuan Mucheng looked back at him, and suddenly stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of his bewildered eyes, then changed the topic: "In the future, we must be wary of the situation where powerful ministers dominate the court, and don't do idlers, it's better to be busy."

Liu Zhaoyu looked down at the light red on the ground, raised his foot and rubbed it several times with the soles of his boots, but the color could not be wiped clean.

It was as if Liu Zhaobi died in front of him over and over again.

He took a deep breath, and then said: "Xiao'an, I will not be a good emperor, and everything I do now is to make up for what I owed nine years ago. At least when I am in power, the western region must be preserved. "

He raised his hand to pat Yuan Mucheng's shoulder, but because of the blood stains that were not wiped off, he patted his hand on his thigh instead.

"You are my Liu Zhaoyu's lifelong brother. Now there are not many people left that I want to protect. You are one of them. Therefore, Yuan Mucheng, you have to come back from the battlefield alive. When the time comes, I will personally recognize it as the dog who broke his promise first. Call me to you."

The promise they made to each other 11 years ago seemed to be echoing in their ears. Yuan Mucheng looked up at the sky, his eyes were dazzled by the light, and he couldn't help closing them, but he heard Liu Zhaoyu's voice, but the voice was hoarse and trembling Voice.

"I really can't afford to lose any of you again."

Liu Zhaoyu lowered his head and grabbed his robe tightly, the smell of blood could not go away all over his body, the smell seeped into his breath, as long as he took a breath, the image of Liu Zhaobi committing suicide would reappear before his eyes, he seemed to be cursed, to be sleepy day and night Died in the shadow of not being able to protect his brother, he couldn't escape for the rest of his life.

Just as he was hanging his head in mourning, a pack of oiled paper with residual heat was placed by his side.

"Eat it while it's hot." Yuan Mucheng said.

Liu Zhaoyu unwrapped the greased paper tremblingly, and saw a few pieces of lily puff pastry inside, the petals of puff pastry were shining brightly, and the inside of the stuffing exuded sweetness, diluting a lot of the fishy smell.

He looked at the lily cake in his hand, lowered his head and opened his mouth to bite, his eyes blurred with heat.

Yuan Mucheng sat with him for a while, and then he got up and walked outside. After walking a few steps, he heard a call from behind.

"Xiao'an!"

Yuan Mucheng looked back and saw Liu Zhaoyu's mouth full of lily crisps, whether it was from chewing or something else, his eyes turned red again.

He smiled at that side, turned around, waved his hands and strode away.

"Before I come back from the great victory, be your emperor well."

Hearing the sound, Liu Zhaoyu lowered his head while holding the oil paper in his hand and sobbed, unable to stop for a long time.

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Graves were piled up all over the hills, and Jiang Shiqing walked slowly among them, kneeling and kowtowing in front of every grave.

After performing an unknown number of salutes, he knelt down and bowed again, but just as his forehead touched the ground, a male voice came from not far away.

"Congratulations, brother, the great revenge will be avenged." Xu Yixu was neat and tidy, with a smile on his face.

Jiang Shiqing got up slowly without turning his head to look at him.

"The excitement has ended, Xu Siye is late."

Xu Yixu approached and said: "It's not too late, I just came here because I wanted to catch a glimpse of my brother. It was so lively just now, I didn't have the time to join in."

Jiang Shiqing said coldly: "See you, you can go."

Xu Yixu looked for Jiang Shiqing's eyes, followed his eyes without stopping, and said with a smile: "I haven't said anything yet, my brother is really ruthless. Now that my brother's revenge has been avenged, I have no credit but also hard work. Asking for some rewards is not."

Jiang Shiqing said: "It is inevitable for Xu Siye to be appointed as a guarantor if you have a face and a move. You don't have to come here to make fun of yourself."

Xu Yixu tilted his head towards his eyes and said, "Brother doesn't want to hear, did I do something?"

"Think about it," Jiang Shiqing's originally serious face suddenly changed. He straightened the hem of his clothes leisurely, brushed off the mud on his palm, and raised his eyes to ask, "Where is Xu Bin?"

Xu Yixu suppressed his smile, but soon those eyes were curved again.

"Brother, why do you choose things I don't want to talk about, but I can tell you that you will see him soon."

He carefully groped for Jiang Shiqing's expression, and looked deeply into those eyes, but he didn't know what kind of greed was revealed in his eyes at this moment.

He swallowed, and said, "But I want to know, is brother the kind of person who always repays favors?"

Jiang Shiqing responded indifferently: "I have something to say clearly."

Regarding his indifference, although Xu Yixu felt resigned, he never thought about giving in, so he pretended nothing happened and asked, "What did Xu Bin do in Aozhou before, does brother know?"

Hearing that he refused to speak directly, Jiang Shiqing ignored him and turned to leave, but Xu Yixu grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

But just as the fingertips made a circle on the wrist bone, Jiang Shiqing turned his wrist suddenly, clasped his wrist instead and pushed him directly behind him.

Jiang Shiqing's strength showed no mercy, Xu Yixu tasted the pain, but didn't even groan, but his eyes gradually became a little gloomy.

"I just touched you, it's not enough." Xu Yixu said.

Jiang Shiqing let go of his hand, and pushed the person away by the way.

When Xu Yixu turned around again, he met Jiang Shiqing's icy eyes, and was instantly stabbed by the refusal revealed in them.

The pain was a hundred times worse than the current wrist pain.

"Brother has never looked at me like this before." Xu Yixu approached again, with undisguised anger in his eyes.

Jiang Shiqing looked at that person and smiled perfunctorily: "Angry?"

Seeing that smile, Xu Yixu's heart was full of ups and downs, and the tip of his tongue couldn't help slipping gently between his back teeth.

"It's a little bit," he leaned closer, and said softly, "but I'm not angry now."

Jiang Shiqing turned his head slightly, approached his ear, and said a word: "Get lost."

Xu Yixu gritted his teeth and lowered his head with an angry smile.

Jiang Shiqing took a step back and missed his shoulder as he was walking out, but heard him casually say: "He went to see Jiang Yu."

Hearing the sound, Jiang Shiqing stopped, his gaze fixed in front of him for a long while without moving.

Xu Yixu stood where he was, and said unhurriedly, "Do you want to know where Jiang Yu is? I can find him for you."

Seeing Jiang Shiqing standing still, Xu Yixu walked up to him and said with a smile, "Are you interested?"

Jiang Shiqing raised his eyes and looked at him, still didn't say a word, but there was no resistance or indifference in those eyes, on the contrary, there was really some helplessness at a disadvantage, Xu Yixu felt the emotions at his disposal, and was delighted Crazy growth.

"Of course, people are not found in vain," Xu Yixu said, "but the conditions are not difficult."

His eyes wandered over the man's lips for a while, which made his lips dry, and he couldn't help licking his lips, before he said with desire: "Brother knows, what I want most, you just give it to me. "

Grinding his fingertips together, rubbing out his lust, Xu Yixu waited for his response with certainty, and tasted this kind of pleasure of handling Jiang Shiqing several times.

Fang wanted to take another step closer to find some intimacy, a sharp knife rubbed against the hem of his clothes and plunged straight into the ground, he looked down and saw that the blade was still vibrating, the force of penetrating into the soil was absolutely unmatched by human beings.

Turning around again, I saw Yuan Mucheng walking towards him holding the scabbard, his body full of murderous intent.

"If you want to survive, get out early."

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Sorry for being late again