The general is in charge of the routine again

Yang Jianxin helped him fill a bowl of soup and put it in front of him: "You are weak, drink more."

Wen Mu nodded obediently, took Yang Jianxin's bowl, and poured him a bowl of soup as well.

The two of them were relatively silent, and the entire tent was so silent that the sound of the yellow sand hitting the tarpaulin outside could be clearly heard.

The wind and cold made Wen Mu a little weak, and he leaned back on the chair wearily after only eating a little food.

Looking at Yang Jianxin who was eating with his eyes half down, his eyebrows and eyes were like torches, and under the dim candlelight, there was some chill on the battlefield.

The chill seemed to subside slightly in front of him.But that thing seemed to grow in his bone marrow, and he could feel the aura emanating from him even as he sat and ate in silence.

It is completely different from Yang Jianxin in Beijing. He is only suitable for standing on the battlefield and galloping. Only on the battlefield can his value be reflected, and only on the battlefield can he find his own belonging.

Yang Jianxin raised his eyelids and looked at Wen Mu who was staring at him in a daze. He put down his chopsticks, frowned, and reached out to touch his forehead. It was still a little hot, but it was not as hot as yesterday.

Wen Mu shrank into his clothes, his eyes were bright red, and he was looking at him pitifully.

With a nasal sound, she said, "Can you sleep with me tonight?"

Wen Mu, who was sick, was extremely clingy, as if he could cry the next second if he refused him.

Yang Jian's heart ached, he couldn't see him crying, and seeing how uncomfortable he was, he ordered someone to clean up the table, carried him to bed, and stuffed him under the quilt.The weather tonight is extremely cold, the autumn wind quietly blows in through the gap, and the blown candles flicker from side to side.

In a daze, Wen Mu seemed to hear Yang Jianxin calling him, his voice was extremely gentle.

"... Muzhi, Muzhi? Drink the medicine before going to bed, okay?" Wen Mu frowned slightly, his eyelids were like falling stones, and he was drowsy, which made him a little impatient.

Moaning and chirping, the whole person retracted into the quilt to avoid the people who kept grabbing him.

Illness comes like a mountain.

Since Wen Mu's body was injured, she couldn't stand the slightest bit of wind and cold, and she was as delicate as a princess, and she needed to be taken care of carefully.Otherwise, it will be like now, the first second it was not very hot to the touch, and the next second it will fall into a drowsy sleep, and it will not wake up no matter how loud it is.

Yang Jianxin frowned slightly, controlled the man who was going straight into his arms like an octopus, slapped him lightly on the buttocks and said: "If you are sick and don't stop for a while, you really deserve a spanking."

Wen Mu hugged his neck with a crying voice, rubbing her head on his neck: "Yang Yang, hug..."

Yang Jianxin was stunned, looking at the whole person lying on top of him in the dark, his throat was a little dry, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "...sit down and drink the medicine, and then I will leave by taking advantage of being sick and unscrupulous .”

Sure enough, after hearing what Yang Jianxin said, the person who was still in a daze just now backed away from Yang Jianxin with a flushed face.Sitting obediently on the bed, he picked up the bowl of medicine and smelled it. The strong bitter taste made him no longer want to drink it.

Twisting her pretty eyebrows, she drank the medicine in one gulp, her delicate little face wrinkled together in an instant, and she stuck out her tongue, so bitter that she didn't want to drink it a second time.

Before Wenmu could react from the bitter taste, a candied fruit was put into his mouth, and the place where it touched was sweet, suppressing the disgusting bitter taste.

Yang Jianxin let out a short, muffled laugh, which was so low that he couldn't hear it unless he listened carefully. He stood up and was about to leave when someone grabbed his sleeve when he heard the man behind him crying: "Yang Yang, you promise to go today!" Sleep with me."

In the end, I felt a little guilty, but I insisted on tugging on Yang Jianxin's sleeve and not letting go.

"Suddenly regretted..."

The man with his head down was stunned, then raised his head abruptly, with two tears in his eyes, he apologized hastily: "Yang Yang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you, I won't lie to you again next time, you Don't go, don't go—"

Yang Jian's heart ached, he stretched out his hand to cover Wen Mu's eyes, grabbed two handfuls on his heart, and the feeling of heartache dissipated quietly, he interrupted Wen Mu: "Don't apologize, I won't leave, go blow the candles .”

The eyelashes in the palm flickered, and slid across Yang Jianxin's palm lightly, with a slight itchiness.

Yang Jianxin withdrew his hand, touched the place where the eyelashes slipped, pursed his lips and spread the bedding on the ground without saying a word.

Just as Wen Mu was about to speak, Yang Jianxin glanced at him lightly, and lay obediently on the bed to watch Yang Jianxin tidy up.

Soon, the small tent was darkened.Quietly, only the breathing of the two of them could be heard.

Wen Mu turned over and faced Yang Jianxin, the dim yellow light cast a shadow on Yang Jianxin's face, as if he was in a painting.

He quietly copied Yang Jianxin's eyebrows and eyes in mid-air, from forehead to eyes to nose, and finally stayed on his lips, whispering: "Yang Yang, I want to sleep with you."

Yang Jianxin squinted his eyes halfway to see all his movements, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but he said: "Mr. Wen, please rest quickly, it will be fine when you get sweaty."

Wen Mu put his hands under the blanket in frustration, it was no different from the outside, he curled up in the blanket as it was still cold, his nose was so swollen that he couldn't breathe, it would be better if he opened his mouth, and fell into a deep sleep unknowingly.

Yang Jianxin looked at him, but he could only see a black shadow, and he called softly: "Muzhi, are you asleep?"

The person on the bed was motionless, snoring slightly because of a blocked nose.

Yang Jianxin lifted his quilt, got on the bed, hugged the cold man into his arms, kissed him several times on the forehead, and when he was satisfied, he said: "Little thing, let you suffer a little, if you regret it ...You can still run now, but if you want to run again in the future, your legs will be broken, you will be locked up at home, and we will be friends with you every night."

After all, he went in along the edge, fiddled with the two bells in the empty lobby, and then went to the backyard, it was so soft that he couldn't touch it enough.

I stayed at the door for a while, walked back and forth in the corridor a few times, and fell asleep after enjoying myself.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Yang Jianxin got up and began to put on his clothes. He touched Wen Mu's forehead, and the fever had subsided.

He covered Wen Mu with a quilt, rolled up his own bedding, and left the tent.

The sky was blue and white, and it was deserted, and it was so cold that I couldn't even stretch out my hands.

Yang Jianxin lit charcoal, packed four Mrs. Tang into the tent, and stuffed them one by one into Wen Mu's bed.

Spring and early autumn are the best seasons to wage war, and Jianmen Pass from late autumn to winter is the quietest, and the surrounding countries stay at home obediently for the winter, so Yang Jianxin and the others can live a good life in the coming days.

Wen Muyouyou woke up, Xiao Wu was carefully laying out the vegetables.

He took out Mrs. Tang, grabbed it in his hand, stretched his waist and said, "Where did Yang Yang go?"

Bucai's Xiao Wu immediately put down the plate in his hand and replied, "Go and check if the trap is damaged."

"He went alone?"

Xiao Wu: "No, they led a battalion."

Wen Mu nodded, Xiao Wu clumsily helped Wen Mu get dressed.

Wen Mu asked again: "You stuffed Mrs. Tang in?"

"It's not a subordinate, it should have been put away when the subordinate came down."

Wen Mu thought about it, smiled, and hugged Tang Pozi in his hand even tighter.

Yang Jianxin temporarily received Cheng Liqiao's task, and asked him to take a battalion of troops to check all the defenses and traps they made. It should be that there is turmoil in the frontier, and Cheng Liqiao is afraid that the Twelve Cities of the Three Kingdoms will take the opportunity to invade, so he is fully prepared.

They went to check the defenses first, and ordered people to re-fortify the defenses that might have problems.After checking all the defenses, it was already midnight.

When the cold wind blew, Yang Jianxin couldn't help shivering.

Lan Qi's hand didn't dare to hold the sword anymore, as soon as he touched it, it was icy cold, so he could only rub his hands together and put them into the warm pocket under the armor.

"It's been too cold for the past two nights, bring Mrs. Tang with you when you patrol the traps tomorrow, I really can't stand the biting cold wind." Lan Qi was so cold that he couldn't speak well.

The cotton-padded clothes issued by the imperial court have not yet arrived, so they can only wear the old cotton-padded clothes worn out last year.

Yang Jianxin touched the cotton-padded coat, and his thoughts went to Wen Mu again. He didn't know if he had taken the cotton-padded coat, and he hadn't seen him wearing it in the past few days, so he probably didn't take it. He will take off the cotton-padded coat and leave it for him to wear tomorrow.If his small body suffers from the wind and cold again, he may lose ten years of life.

A person who has been raised with great difficulty cannot just be ruined by himself.

Thinking of this, Yang Jianxin stopped suddenly, and signaled the team behind him to stop.

Listening carefully, there was movement in the short grass on the right, Yang Jianxin immediately directed Lan Qi to lead a group of people to outflank from one side, and he led the rest to the other side, and the two groups quickly closed the encirclement in a double-teaming manner.

In the dark grass lay a person, thin and small, like a woman.

Lan Qi received Yang Jianxin's signal, and carefully turned the person on the ground over, and a face that was all over the world was reflected in everyone's eyes.

Lan Qi was startled, he laughed and said: "This woman is really beautiful."

The other soldiers also looked at it one after another, and then laughed.

Only Yang Jianxin didn't smile, because he looked familiar with this person, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

"Cangyi people?" Yang Jianxin frowned, "Take Ren Haosheng back first, and wait for the general to deal with him."

Lan Qi picked him up and said, "It looks thin and small, but it's quite heavy."

Yang Jianxin glanced at him, but didn't speak, still wondering where he had seen this person before.

When there were still 50 meters away from the camp, Yang Jianxin saw a person standing at the door, his thin body was covered with his cloak, it seemed that because it was too dark, the person couldn't see if he was back, and he just walked back and forth, poking his head Looking at him, I couldn't help it in the end. I took a few steps forward, and after confirming that it was him, I waved happily.

"Yang Yang!"

Then he ran towards Yang Jianxin.

It was so dark that Wen Mu couldn't see clearly if there were any pits on the ground. When he was about to run in front of Yang Jianxin, he suddenly lost his feet and fell to the ground with a "plop".

Yang Jianxin was startled, and ran over to put Wen Mu's armpits with both hands, and lifted him up from the ground.

Wen Mu subconsciously wrapped his legs around Yang Jianxin's waist, and opened his hands wide, which should have hurt a little, but he just shook them, and then grinned happily: "Where did you go this day, it's so late just came back."

The crowd behind Yang Jianxin opened their mouths wide as if they had eaten eggs, and looked at the two in front of them in surprise.

Lan Qi thought he was ill, otherwise how could he have seen Mr. Wen hugging Brother Yang and acting like a spoiled child?Hearing those milk voices, he almost lost his soul.

Yang Jianxin ignored the people behind him, hugged Wen Mu with one hand, took off the cloak with the other hand, wrapped Wen Mu in it, and carried him directly into the tent.

The food must have just been heated and was still steaming.

Yang Jianxin put Wen Mu on the bed, and grabbed Wen Mu's neckline with his hands. Wen Mu's heart skipped a beat, his face blushed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't hide his excitement. He was about to untie Yang Jianxin's armor when Yang Jianxin, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

"That's all you're wearing and standing at the door?"

Wen Mu looked up at him blankly.

Yang Jianxin frowned, looking a little displeased, Wen Mu immediately argued: "No, no, I have a hand stove."

Yang Jianxin looked even more displeased, Wen Mu was too frightened to speak, so he could only quietly tug on Yang Jianxin's sleeve, and was about to apologize, when Yang Jianxin was moved, and began to take off his clothes one by one.

Finally, he took off the old cotton coat inside and put it on Wen Mu, shouting: "Xiaoyi!"

Xiao Yi was so frightened that he fell from the tree and hurriedly said, "What orders does General Yang have?"

"Hurry up and bring a bowl of ginger soup to Mr. Lin, just out of the pot."

"Yes."

Yang Jianxin stretched out his hand to try to warm his forehead, it wasn't hot, but a little cold: "Is there any discomfort?"

Wen Mu smiled and rolled his eyes, put his arms around Yang Jianxin's neck, pressed down and said, "No, it's fine."

"Don't go out next time when it's so cold, stay in the tent, if it's cold, I'll chop some firewood tomorrow, and ask Xiaoyi and the others to light the brazier for you, understand?"

Wen Mu nodded.

At this moment, Yang Jianxin remembered that Wen Mu fell down again, so he pulled away the arms around his neck, took a closer look, there were only a few traces of sand, and asked, "Where did you hit when you fell down just now?"

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt." Wen Mu hung his arms around Yang Jianxin's neck again, and his eyes fell on Yang Jianxin's lips.

Yang Jianxin realized later that he was too worried just now, and he actually cared about this little thing. Now that he thinks about it, he must be so happy that his tail is going to the sky.

He was about to pretend to scare Wen Mu, Wen Mu asked him: "Jianmenguan cotton clothes are usually the first to arrive, why are you still wearing old clothes? It shouldn't be very warm this year."

Yang Jianxin nodded, his neck was a little sore, he went to grab Wen Mu's arm, but Wen Mu didn't want to let go, he was afraid of hurting Wen Mu, so he could only hug him up, sat on the bed by himself, and let Wen Mu sit on his lap .

Wen Mu especially likes this posture now, it's like a kitten that has been petted by its owner and feels comfortable.

Yang Jianxin: "I don't know why this year, the padded clothes were delivered half a month later than in previous years. The general asked in the memorial, saying that there was a rainstorm during the transportation, which delayed the time."

Wen Mu frowned, based on his many years of experience in court, this batch of cotton clothes was not delayed by the heavy rain, but someone deliberately prevented the batch of cotton clothes from reaching Jianmen Pass.

Of course, Wen Mu didn't want to tell Yang Jianxin about these dirty things: "You gave me the cotton coat, what will you wear tomorrow?"

"One more thing." Yang Jianxin tugged at his arm and said, "Let go quickly, sit down and drink the ginger soup."

Wen Mu reluctantly let go, he hadn't hugged enough yet, and stared at Xiao Yi who came in sadly.

Xiaoyi suddenly felt a chill down his back, handed the ginger soup to Yang Jianxin tremblingly, and left the tent as if fleeing.

Yang Jianxin suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, Xiaoyi waited at the door for a while, afraid of coming in at an inappropriate time and being angry with the master, but General Yang called him in, but he was still angry with the master.

In danger.

Wen Mu himself was also afraid of getting another cold tomorrow, so he frowned obediently and drank the ginger soup.

After the two had eaten, Yang Jianxin changed his clothes and was about to wash them when Lan Qi knocked on the door suddenly: "Brother Yang, the general is calling you."

Yang Jianxin stuffed the clothes under the bed, and took out another cotton coat from the box. The sleeves and shoulders were torn, and there were many small holes, with blood stains on the holes.

He took a look at putting it on, put on his coat again, and said expressionlessly before leaving: "Go to bed early."

Without waiting for Wen Mu to speak, he walked out of the tent, and called Xiao Yi to exchange Wen Mu for Mrs. Tang.

Wen Mu watched Yang Jianxin leave the tent, his face darkened in an instant, he touched the cotton padded jacket on his body, and snorted coldly: "You are brave enough to do something on Yang Yang, you have lived long enough."

Wen Mu sat in front of the table, arranged paper and pens, fondled the cotton-padded coat, on which Yang Jianxin's body temperature still remained.Pick up a pen and write on the paper, after finishing writing, let the ink dry, and said: "Xiaoqi."

Xiao Qi came in, and Wen Mu handed the letter to him: "Send it to His Highness Jiu as soon as possible, and tell His Highness that the chief envoy cannot be kept, and if caught, let him freeze naked for seven days and seven nights, so as not to die, and then freeze into an ice sculpture. "

"Yes." Xiao Qi rode a horse overnight to deliver the letter.

Only then did Wen Mu restrain his anger slightly, turned his head and saw Yang Jianxin's clothes, and raised his eyebrows.

Take it out, ask Xiaoyi to fetch water, pour it into the basin, recalling how Yang Jianxin washed his clothes, found the saponins and started to wash.

Yang Jianxin didn't know that he was washing clothes for the person he wanted to spoil.

He hurried to Cheng Liqiao's tent, there was a person lying on the bed, it was the Cangyi woman they rescued.

Under the dim candlelight, Yang Jianxin saw the man's face clearly and was even more astonished, but in his mind he was still more beautiful than Wen Mu.

I can't take his eyes off at all, but this person is really familiar.

Cheng Liqiao knew what he was thinking when he saw him, and said solemnly: "This person seems familiar."

Yang Jianxin nodded.

"Do you still remember the young Cangyi general I captured a few years ago?"

After Cheng Liqiao said this, he remembered that there was indeed such a thing, but he remembered that the young general didn't stay long and was sent back to Cang Yi.

After so many years, how could he pass out in Jianmen Pass?

"What concerns does the general have?" Yang Jianxin asked.

Cheng Liqiao: "Before we know the purpose of his coming here, send people to take turns to monitor and pay close attention to Cang Yi's movements. Tomorrow, we must check all the defenses and traps to make sure nothing goes wrong."

"Yes." Yang Jianxin said, "General, did something happen in the court? Otherwise, why did you suddenly remember to check the defenses and traps?"

Cheng Liqiao rubbed his temples: "There has been some turmoil in the Southwest recently. Director Wen told me yesterday that the Hechang Kingdom's trade incident has aroused strong reactions from various countries. Countries with a heart may make a fuss about this matter, and it will inevitably lead to cross-border conflicts." It’s a matter of fact, if we don’t move well, it’s impossible to break through the city in such a chaotic time. Let me re-check the defenses, traps, etc., and pay attention to the movements of the people in the army, for fear of internal and external troubles.”

Yang Jianxin did not expect that Wen Mu would discuss military affairs with Cheng Liqiao. After all, Cheng Liqiao regarded Wen Mu like a scourge and believed him to be a treacherous minister and eunuch.

Yang Jianxin nodded: "Tomorrow I will bring more people to speed up the inspection."

Cheng Liqiao gave a "hmm", waved his hands and said, "You go back first, don't make Director Wen wait in a hurry."

Yang Jianxin smiled and left.

As soon as he walked to the door of the tent, a basin of sewage came out from the small end, Yang Jianxin entered the tent suspiciously and asked, "Why did you use so much water?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wen Mu wringing the clothes he had just changed with his whole body wet.

Both hands were red from the cold, and when he saw him coming back, he grinned: "General Cheng finished talking to you?"

Yang Jian's heart softened, and his eyes softened. He walked over and took the clothes in his hand, hung them on the clothes rail, and put a basin under the dripping clothes: "Hurry up and change the wet clothes, next time this rough Don't do the work, let Xiao Yi and the others do it or I do it."

Wen Mu shook his head: "I want to wash your clothes. In the future, I will learn to cook, clean up the house, and learn how to serve you."

After finishing speaking, he himself was still embarrassed, blushing and lowering his head.