break the barrier

"Teacher..." He was hoarse as soon as he opened his mouth. This was the voice of negotiating before the battle, and it was the voice of commanding thousands of troops, but now he stumbled because of a commonplace sentence.

"Teacher, Jiyun misses you."

The handwriting on the note finally took shape, and the sound was quenched, and Wei Xiao's heart was full of emotions.

After many years, looking at the man in front of him, he already needs to look up.For the first time, he couldn't control his gaze, and his surroundings became phantoms, and Zhou Prison was the only one he could see.

His outline became firmer, his stature broadened, and his exposed skin was darkened by the war and trekking, with some shallow marks of swords and swords hidden, and a hideous scar was added to his forehead.All over the body, only the remaining pair of eyes are still bright, and the way they look at him does not seem to have changed.

Wei Xiao unconsciously raised his hand, Zhou Prison was close at hand, but he didn't dare to make any more movements, for fear of breaking the dream.

"General, it's getting late, it's time to go back to the station." The iron armor rang softly, and the soldiers behind Zhou Prison clasped their fists to ask for instructions, and looked up at Wei Xiao with unfriendly eyes.

Zhou Ju couldn't see it with his back turned. He only noticed the change in Wei Xiao's eyes. He followed Wei Xiao's line of sight and saw only the soldiers who bowed their heads. With a faint smile on his eyebrows.

"Teacher?" Zhou Prison asked him.

"It's all right, let's go, general."

The bravery of the Black Wolf Army is true, and so is the poverty.They are all people who were crushed under their feet and gnawed rotten fruit before. It is not easy to have the idea of ​​living instead of living.

The so-called army is just people who used to only know how to walk on their knees, but suddenly realized that they can walk, so any hard object can be a weapon, and donkeys can also be used as war horses.

Zhou Prison patted Wusun, the only horse beside him who could be called a war horse, and took the rein and handed it to Wei Xiao, "Teacher."

The war horse spirit, who understands human nature, was given the reins by the owner to another person, and it obediently recognized that person as the second master. It tapped its hooves and approached Wei Xiao, and rubbed its head to show its favor.

This horse is wearing a horse mask. Although it is only inferior animal skin and the workmanship is extremely rough, it shows that the owner loves it. Wei Xiao took the reins, smoothed the horse's mane, and whispered in the horse's ear, "Even you better than me."

"Teacher?" Zhou Prison didn't hear his murmur clearly.

"It's nothing." Wei Xiao turned his gaze back, "I'm the general's prisoner, the general should call me by my name."

When he said this, he was not serious, he was still smiling, his eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes turned to look forward to the streamer. The warm wind of early summer came from behind him, blowing up his scattered strands of hair, and hanging them on the prison wall of Zhou Prison. ears.

Zhou Prison's ears were burned red by the hair tail, "Old, teacher, don't joke."

He dodged his eyes to look at the toes of the shoes. The scribbled combat boots were covered with forest mud. He was very embarrassed by Wei Xiao's exquisite satin red shoes, so he took half a step back.

As a result, the hem of Wei Xiao's clothes fell into his eyes, and a small piece of dust suddenly smeared on the fine silk red robe. He didn't think too much, squatted down according to his instinct, and wiped off the heavy dirt for Wei Xiao with the back of his clean hand .

In his field of vision was the black soil and red robe, but Wei Xiao suddenly faced the thousands of troops. Except for the young man who was closest to him, the rest of the soldiers were either surprised or worried.

However, Wei Xiao didn't intend to dodge at all, and immediately looked at the one with the ugliest face in the army, obviously expressionless, but seemed provocative.

When Zhou Prison got up, he narrowed his gaze again and said softly, "General, it's time to set off."

Wei Xiao rode a war horse, while Zhou Prison took the next best thing, "robbing" the young general's precious horse behind him, and letting him ride with others.

Zhou Prison ordered the return journey, and the soldiers cheered for the victory of the battle, riding thousands of hoofs out of the dust and fog, which almost obscured Wei Xiao's sight.

But he didn't dislike it. The thick yellow smoke perfectly covered all traces of the upper city. He just walked forward and never looked back.

When the army reached the forest, the air was clear and the sound of horseshoes became weaker. He looked at Zhou Prison who was standing on his horseback.

"General, what is the final result of the negotiation?"

"I cut off the first and second roads that the teacher ordered to be built for transportation outside the central city, and left only the main road for transportation in the upper city." Zhou Prison made four fingers straight and circled the rein to hold firmly, "That's what the teacher did for me. Forged, not shared by outsiders."

His horse was a little shorter, Wei Xiao stretched out his feet with a smile, and lightly kicked Zhou Prison's thigh with the toe of his shoe, more like playing around, "Why did you become a cultivator for you? I am for my Da Chong people. "

The two were at the forefront of the team, and their every move was seen by hundreds of soldiers. The soldiers inevitably complained about the rude behavior of the proton in the upper city, but that was all. After all, their general didn't realize it.

"Then my surname will be Da and Chong Zimin from now on." Zhou Yu said.He thought it would be embarrassing to reunite after a long absence, and he was still thinking about how to greet him without being blunt, but Wei Xiao said that it was a state matter, "Is the teacher blaming me?"

"Ok?"

Zhou Yu muttered, "Teacher has a birth relationship with me, and he doesn't ask me how I'm doing."

He spoke directly from the bottom of his heart, but Wei Xiao made a joke again. Wei Xiao couldn't help laughing while lying on the horse's back, his shoulders trembled, and he had to adjust his sitting posture after being knocked over by the horse.

He turned his head to look at Zhou Prison, his eyes were curved, and his long eyelashes added a bit of tenderness to him, "It's like a child. I asked you what you were doing? You won't answer badly and make me feel bad for nothing."

"…Oh."

Just passing by a mound, Zhou Ju leaned over the mound and pulled out his scimitar. Not far from the mound, there was still a piece of damp, which probably really scared the child.

Wei Xiao saw it, and didn't ask any more questions, but just stroked the horse's neck, "What's the name of this horse?"

"Uh…"

"What? Haven't named it yet?"

"...nor."

Zhou Prison originally wanted to deal with Wei Xiao's words, but he couldn't lie to Wei Xiao, just ask the horse's name, it's not a difficult thing at all, it's just...

The young officer who was robbed of his mount came up behind him. He was a "good-hearted man". He pointed at the horse under Wei Xiao's crotch with a smirk, and said loudly, "This horse is called Xiaoxiao!"

Wei Xiao sat up straight and looked at Zhou Yu. Sure enough, Zhou Yu had turned his head to avoid it, and his neck was flushed.

He pursed his lips and suppressed a smile, and cleared his throat pretending to be serious, "What does Ji Yun mean? Do you want to ride on me every day?"

"No!" Zhou Yu hurriedly denied that it was like this in the past. Whenever he met Wei Xiao, he was stupid. He never said anything, and he could only say what he thought.

"Teacher, don't be angry. Jiyun didn't mean to offend, but...I really miss you."

"I'm not angry, I'm just kidding you."

"Get on the horse, what are you going to do by stealing other people's horses?" Wei Xiao continued.

He moved forward and quickly gave up the stirrup, but Zhou Prison looked hesitant.

Wei Xiao is the person he respects the most. When he was young and ignorant, he didn't understand, and he cried and pestered him. Now that he understands, how dare he be presumptuous.What's more, now that he is covered in blood, how can he be close to the teacher's body.

He didn't move, and Wei Xiao didn't let go, only to see Wei Xiao's eyebrows lowered, his shoulders slumped, his thin lips pressed slightly, it was pitiful, "Ji Yun is unfamiliar with me."

"No no no...I..."

Zhou Prison didn't have this intention, and didn't know how to explain it in a panic, so he quickly changed horses, pulled the reins and turned behind Wei Xiao, which made Wei Xiao smile.

It's just that this horse should be ridden alone. As a big man, he clung to Wei Xiao as soon as he got on the horse.Yao recalled that when he was young, he rode with Wei Xiao, but now the positions have been switched. He used to be nestled in Wei Xiao's arms, but now Wei Xiao is leaning on him.

It wasn't until the sky was dyed with ink that the team finally arrived at the station, and the supply troops had already set up their tents. Wei Xiao looked around and followed Zhou Prison into the tent.

He hadn't ridden a horse for such a long time. Even though Zhou Prison rode with him in the second half, his back still felt a little sore. He wanted to sit down and rest, but he took into account that this was Zhou Prison's king's tent.

Strangely, Zhou Prison standing next to him was equally cautious, "It's all right for the general to let the proton enter the king's tent, why is my territory still so restrained?"

Zhou Prison immediately turned to Wei Xiao, waving his hands in front of his chest like cicadas' wings, and tried his best to deny, "I never regarded the teacher as a proton! That's just... just an excuse to take the teacher home."

"Well, that's good."

The word "go home" seemed to relieve Wei Xiao's tense acupoints all over his body. He pushed Zhou Yu to sit on the main seat, let his heart sit on the side, and leaned on Zhou Yu's shoulder.

It was supposed to be like this, the close distance reassured him, he let go of his tiredness, and stretched out his hand to caress Zhou Prison's palm.

A thick callus has grown and a new injury has been added.After five years of separation, the shoulders he was leaning on were already so broad, he was unwilling, and looked into the only pair of eyes that had remained the same before, "Ji Yun, we will never be separated again."

After years of matte lamps and shadows, the smell of mud in the tent is better than the incense in the sleeping hall, leaning on it like this, Wei Xiao fell into a dream.

within the high wall.

The bedroom where Wei Xiao lived is about to be moved into a new owner. Sheng Chun is looking in the direction of the city gate in the courtyard. The new owner will move in tomorrow, so he should leave.

Strange to say, the cuckoo was supposed to bloom at every hour, but when he turned around, the delicate buds in the daytime unexpectedly burst into red flowers at night.

"Your Majesty, this old servant has seen the flowers bloom for you."

In the silence of the night, he took a few steps to sit on the flower bed, and there seemed to be an illusion in front of his eyes. The rhododendrons in the flower bed were in full bloom one after another, and dozens of butterflies came through the night.

"My lord..."

He muttered to himself, got up and walked into the hall. He was about to be an octogenarian, and his hands and feet were not flexible after serving three generations of kings, but he still held on to his strength and moved out the easel, brush and inkstone.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness, the butterfly is here, the butterfly is here!"

He seemed to have seen Wei Xiao running out of the inner hall, followed by the juvenile Prison Zhou who was two ends shorter than him. This was probably the scene he most wanted to recreate in his life, and seeing him now made him complete.

The guards outside the hall heard a strange noise and stepped into the courtyard holding the handle of the knife. The courtyard was empty except for the old eunuch beside Emperor Fei who fell on his back in the flower bed, crushing the flower branches and crushing the tender buds.

He breathed forward, no ups and downs, only a peaceful face.

Wei Xiao, who was far away at the Heilang station, seemed to have a feeling. He suddenly woke up from the dream, and was supported by Zhou Prison to stabilize his figure, "Teacher is trapped by a nightmare, so I won't wake you up."

Wei Xiao didn't answer, feeling inexplicably stuffy in his chest, he pressed his left chest and shook his head, "Jiyun, I dreamed of Shengchun."

"What did Eunuch Sheng say?"

"He said..." Wei Xiao recalled the scene in his dream, but his mind was blank, and he vaguely grasped a little thought, which was interrupted by the sudden female voice.

The voice of the future came first, and the voice outside the tent was clear and powerful, "Brother General! Are you asleep?"

With ambiguous titles and intimate words, Wei Xiao frowned silently.