General Zhiyi

Yin Liansheng woke up from his sleep, gasped for several breaths, turned his eyes to the window, looking towards the southeast direction, the sky was already slightly bright, and the corner of the sky was turning white, and the clouds were vaguely dyed with interlaced light of light gold and red. Peaceful and peaceful.

He stared blankly for a long time, but he couldn't calm down the panic and bewilderment in his chest. The so-called peace and tranquility in his eyes were just an illusion.

His gaze fell on the table, where there was a good report spread out. It was written by Tang Jingxu, and every stroke and line between the lines was full of his breath. After years of polishing, he has become more and more aware of the feelings he has for Tang Jingxu, and the almost crazy urge to take him as his own. It intensified, burning his reason all the time.

He dreamed, and in 18 years, he had a total of three dreams.

When he was 12 years old, he dreamed of a boy, with a smug smile on his mouth, kneeling in front of him on one knee. The lonely wind in Luoxia Town messed up the boy's black hair, and blew the boy's Qingyue voice into his ears. inside.A few days later, Tang Jingxu came here stepping on the wind and dust.

A year after returning to the imperial city, he was seriously ill and in a trance, his dreams were extremely chaotic, he was ordered by the heavens, the soldiers came to the city, the country was destroyed and he died...

The prediction of the dream is that his mother, Shuiyue, the goddess of the fairy capital of the heavens, left him a dispensable and different. It is ridiculous to say that Shuiyue tried her best to save his life However, in the end, he would still end up dying young, but he is not a person who accepts everything, so he cannot accept such an ending.

Since the day he was canonized as the crown prince, he has been planning secretly. He has no attachment to this world. Since he is destined to lose his life, he will give up. He cherishes his life and just wants to live.

But this time, he dreamed of Tang Jingxu again. Tang Jingxu was at the foot of the imperial city, right in front of his eyes. He stretched out his hand but couldn't touch it. Yin Liansheng saw an enemy soldier who was in a surprise attack, and looked back slightly at the people on the city wall. Yin Liansheng saw it clearly, and the publicity and confidence in those eyes had already lost.

Even so, Tang Jingxu still stood among the thousands of troops, blocking the city gate, beheading every enemy soldier who approached tirelessly.Until... a sharp arrow crossed the sky from a certain part of the imperial city wall, and passed through Tang Jingxu's left chest from behind...

The image in the dream flashed before his eyes, the arrow seemed to have pierced Yin Liansheng's heart, and the pain that pierced his heart made him almost out of breath.

Will it die?

Will Tang Jingxu die?

Yin Liansheng watched Jiebao's eyes slowly creeping up with bloodshot eyes, and the nails on the edge of the bed left deep scratches on them...

The spring breeze was blowing the willows, Tang Jingxu picked a piece of willow buds and threw them into his mouth to chew. He poked his hand on the bridge of his nose, and said with a smile: "This scar really doesn't match you."

Bai Zhou slapped his hand away, took out a sharp dagger and played a few swords in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said: "Otherwise, I'll draw one for you too, let's compare and see who is better for each other?"

"Just my face, let's not talk about how many girls' hearts will be hurt if I scratch it, the main reason is that I'm afraid of hurting your self-esteem." Tang Jingxu rubbed his chin, looked down at the delicate bamboo flute on his waist, his face was full of trembling .

Bai Zhou saw the bamboo flute along the way. It was the bamboo flute that a girl ran up to him with a blushing face and forced it into his hand after five years of tug-of-war with Yule Kingdom. , At that time, his mind was blank for a moment, and then it boiled, and he hesitated for a long time before he straightened his tongue: "Girl, you are..."

"I made it with my own hands, can you... can you... give it to Major General Tang for me?"

The girl's face was flushed, and shyness and anticipation shone in her eyes. Just a few words instantly chilled Bai Zhou's boiling brain. Looking at the bamboo flute in her hand, Bai Zhou seemed to be stuck in her throat. It took a long time to focus on it. Nodding, said: "Girl, do you have any special customs?"

Seeing that the girl was taken aback, he hurriedly added: "What is it? If you take my flute, you will be my son-in-law or something?"

"No, nothing, nothing!" After saying that, the girl ran away in a hurry.

What is hateful is not that this bamboo flute was given to Tang Jingxu by his hand, but that Tang Jingxu was standing in the tent behind him at that time, separated by only a thin cloth curtain, the shrewd man with excellent hearing The bastard fully understood Bai Zhou's misunderstanding at the beginning, and after the girl left, he walked out slowly, took the bamboo flute from his hand, and played "The Song of Yue People" by his ear.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Bai Zhou panicked with embarrassment on his face, gritted his teeth and gave Tang Jingxu a look, then clamped the horse's belly and went in front of him.

Seeing that the base of Bai Zhou's ear was red, Tang Jingxu couldn't help but burst out laughing. He didn't think about it, but after a while, Bai Zhou turned around and came back, looked at Old General Tang, then at Tang Jingxu, His complexion was strange, hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?" Tang Jingxu wondered.

Bai Zhou: "There is someone up ahead."

"It's not uncommon to have ghosts in the imperial city, who is it?" Tang Jingxu smiled.

Bai Zhou quickly glanced at Old General Tang from the corner of his eyes, and said in a low voice, "It seems to be...the crown prince."

Tang Jingxu's smile suddenly froze on his face, he seemed to glance at Old General Tang unintentionally, and lowered his voice, saying, "Is he alone?"

Bai Zhou nodded: "I should have been waiting for quite a while. When General Tang saw it, I would inevitably blame you again. Why don't we find an excuse to go ahead?"

Old General Tang never liked to participate in government affairs, and he did not allow Tang Jingxu to stand in line without authorization. In his opinion, the person the Tang family wanted to be loyal to could only be the Emperor Yin. Even if Yin Liansheng was the crown prince, Tang Jingxu could not Clearly stand by his side.

Thinking of his father's upright face, Tang Jingxu felt a terrible toothache, rolled his eyes, turned around and shouted at Old General Tang: "Father, Bai Zhou said he missed his mother, and wanted to go back quickly." Home, we..."

When Bai Zhou heard this, he was stunned for a moment, quickly covered his mouth, and hurriedly explained: "I'm not... I don't!"

His pale justification was completely ignored. Old General Tang and the soldiers burst out laughing, waved at them, and said, "Go, go."

Seeing this, Bai Zhou's face turned blue and white, and pinched Tang Jingxu viciously, then let him go, saluted old general Tang, and speeded up with Tang Jingxu to ride forward .

Soon, Tang Jingxu saw Yin Liansheng under a jujube tree next to the official road.

I haven't seen him for five years, and he has completely faded away from his youthful innocence. His facial features are a little deeper, and he is leaning against a tree with his eyes closed. At first glance, he is almost as tall as Tang Jingxu, but his body is still thin, and he is dressed in plain white clothes. It made him look like an ordinary Mr. Pianpian, without the slightest arrogance of being a prince.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes, Yin Liansheng opened his eyes slowly, his slender eyelashes were stained with water drops left by the lingering spring rain not long ago, moistening his eyelids, seeing Tang Jingxu, he took a step closer, and said with a soft smile : "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Tang Jingxu and Bai Zhou got off their horses, knelt down on one knee and saluted, and said, "Why is Your Highness guarding here alone? Although the Canglang clan hasn't appeared again in the past five years, Your Highness must not take it lightly. Why, Your Highness..."

"I sneaked out." Yin Liansheng's voice was not as clear as when he was young, and seemed a little low.

Tang Jingxu was speechless for a moment, but Bai Zhou beside him said kindly: "Your Highness, let us send you back to the palace!"

Yin Liansheng didn't speak, his eyes moved down and landed on the bamboo flute hanging by Tang Jingxu's waist, he saw the peach blossom-shaped tassels tied on it, and frowned slightly.

Sensing Yin Liansheng's gaze, Tang Jingxu untied the bamboo flute indifferently, and said with a smile: "It's a gift from someone else on the way back, so it's a kind of thanks."

"woman?"

Yin Liansheng stared straight at Tang Jingxu's face, without much expression on his face, but the two words he uttered were a little bit colder. The big-hearted Tang Jingxu coughed dryly, and said bluntly: "Haha, Your Highness is really sharp."

Bai Zhou blankly glanced at the direction he came from, and felt that if the delay continued, General Tang and the others would catch up. It would be embarrassing if General Tang greeted his mother by then.

He coughed twice, Tang Jingxu immediately understood, and said: "Your Highness, you should go back to the palace first, if His Majesty finds out that you left the palace without authorization, it will have a bad influence."

Before the words finished, Yin Liansheng suddenly stepped forward, put his nose close to Tang Jingxu's neck and took a deep breath, smelling a faint smell of alcohol from him, raised his eyes and said softly: " I heard that the fruit wine in the southeast is very good, so I want to try it too."

Tang Jingxu was so frightened by his sudden closeness, he subconsciously took a step back with his right leg, and his body leaned back slightly, with one hand on his waist inadvertently, with a calm expression on his face, he said with a light smile : "Then I will bring a few altars for His Highness to taste tomorrow."

Seeing this scene, Bai Zhou couldn't bear to look straight at him, and looked at Tang Jingxu with sympathy in his eyes.

Yin Liansheng laughed, took two steps back, and said, "It's a deal."

On the second day, when Tang Jingxu stepped into the prince's bedroom with wine, he accidentally saw seven or eight empty wine jars, which looked like they were newly fired. Xiao Hua, who was in doubt, saw Yin Liansheng coming out, pointing to the wine jar and said: "I made it, I'm going to make some peach blossom wine."

Hearing this, Tang Jingxu couldn't help thinking of Yin Liansheng who passed out after drinking half a bowl of peach blossom wine when he was in Taohuaxi.

"Together?" Yin Liansheng asked.

Tang Jingxu paused, nodded and said, "En."

After working for nearly two hours, the two of them buried several wine jars under a plum tree in the palace courtyard. When he stood up, Tang Jingxu realized that it was already night, and the moonlight was sporadically shining on Yin through the treetops. On Liansheng's body, his eyes seemed to be filled with soft moonlight, which was incredibly bright in the night.

Tang Jingxu held the hand he extended to him, pulled him up from the ground with a little force, and said with a smile: "After ten years or so, it will be dug out, and I will have a share of this wine. Your Highness can't drink it alone."

Yin Lian gave a pause, and replied in a very soft voice: "No."

Back in the palace, Tang Jingxu was about to say goodbye, and when he turned around, Yin Liansheng's unkind words wafted into his ears: "After the concubine mother leaves, the day like the birthday always feels deserted than usual. some."

"..." Tang Jingxu paused, sighed, and then turned around, "The fruit wine in the southeast has a lot more stamina than peach blossom wine. Let's eat something to fill our stomach first, and your highness is not strong enough to drink, so let's just try it." Taste it."

Yin Liansheng smiled lightly and shook his head: "It's been five years, it's not justified if you haven't made any progress, try?"

"Oh?" Tang Jingxu suddenly became interested, and raised one eyebrow, "Then Your Highness should take it easy."