Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

"It's time to deal with Haozhou and Anfeng." Lin Yuan said to Chen Bosong.

After they separated last time, the two hadn't seen each other for a while. Lin Yuan didn't forget what he had said after waking up from the drunkenness. He only felt that his skin was getting thicker, and he didn't feel embarrassed. Only Chen Bosong avoided him and stayed in the military camp every day. He trains in the army and doesn't come out very often.

Now being summoned by Lin Yuan, Chen Bosong's face sank like water, his muscles tensed up, his lips were drawn into a line, he didn't look at Lin Yuan, he just stared at the teacup in front of him.

The tea leaves are floating in the cup, just like his mood at this time, rootless duckweed, neither up nor down.

He couldn't guess what Lin Yuan was thinking, and he didn't know what Lin Yuan was going to do.

That night he left like a dream, his feet seemed to be stepping on clouds, and he even forgot how to take steps.

He went back to the room and stayed up all night excitedly.

But Lin Yuan never summoned him again.

It seems that it was just Lin Yuan's unintentional words after drunk.

The listener has an intention, but the speaker has no intention.

Seeing that Chen Bosong didn't answer for a long time, Lin Yuan wondered, "What's the matter? Flowers bloom in the cup?"

Only then did Chen Bosong come back to his senses, and said calmly: "I will lead the troops to Anfeng."

"It happens to cooperate with An Laosi and the others inside and out."

"Just go in a few days." Lin Yuan took a sip of tea, "The sooner the better."

Chen Bosong's lips pursed more and more.

It was as if Lin Yuan couldn't wait to send him away, making him bitter.

Lin Yuan looked at his face and asked with concern: "What's the matter? Haven't slept well these days? Now that you are a general, there will always be someone who can share the burden. Don't be too tired."

Chen Bosong suddenly said: "It's better to be tired, so as not to think wildly."

Lin Yuan was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that Chen Bosong meant something.

He smiled and said, "Is this my fault? Or is it my fault?"

Chen Bosong choked for breath, and just about to kneel down to plead guilty, Lin Yuan grabbed his wrist and couldn't move for a while.

He looked deeply at Lin Yuan, this person touched his mind, but he couldn't touch him.

"Let's eat something." Lin Yuan said, "I asked someone to cook beef noodles."

He didn't call himself "Zhen" in front of Chen Bosong.

The beef noodles were served hot, with thinly sliced ​​sauced beef on top. The ancients paid attention to health preservation, and they would not serve too much, but only [-]% full. Chen Bosong's appetite was bigger than Lin Yuan's, but he couldn't eat it , I wanted to resign after only two bites.

Lin Yuan chewed and ate slowly, and even drank two mouthfuls of soup.

Since ascending the throne, among other things, the quality of life has improved.

Although I am busy with government affairs, my basic necessities of life are well taken care of.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, I should..." Chen Bosong had just finished speaking, when Lin Yuan said, "What's the rush, we haven't talked at night by candlelight for a long time."

Chen Bosong didn't know whether he didn't dare to resist the order or didn't want to leave, but he actually stayed.

When he came back to his senses, he actually sat on the dragon bed.

Chen Bosong was a little lost in thought, thinking that this was probably a dream of his own.

The dream was so real that it terrified him.

Before Lin Yuan ascended the throne, when he just realized his intentions, he also had absurd ideas, snatched Lin Yuan away, locked Lin Yuan up, made Lin Yuan only look at him, and only think about him , if Lin Yuan wants to escape, he can lock Lin Yuan in the house, he will treat Lin Yuan well, and let Lin Yuan live a life without worrying about food and clothing.

But just think about it.

Chen Bosong looked at the bed curtain.

He didn't do that, he knew that even if he did, he would be persuaded by Lin Yuan in the end.

No one is Lin Yuan's opponent. His young master is so powerful and smart. What the young master can do, he can't do.

He also knew that the young master enjoyed all of this.

Enjoy power, but also pursue power, say what you say, and ascend to the heavens.

Unlike him, he is satisfied as long as he has food to eat, clothes to wear, and a good home for his brothers.

He was not born like the young master.

But he was always worried that the young master would be cheated and harmed by others, so he had to become stronger and be able to stay by the young master's side.

He didn't like fighting, but he forced himself to lead the army.

He doesn't like trickery, so he wants to play tricks with his own eyes closed.

As time went by, Chen Bosong himself was at a loss, what exactly did he want?What is he planning all his life?

Now that the young master has become His Majesty and Emperor, no one can make him bully him anymore.

So what are you still holding on to?

The young master sees his little thoughts, do you think he is ridiculous?

Chen Bosong's eyes were lost and out of focus, staring blankly at the top of his head.

Lin Yuan was lying on the bed in his underwear. The bed was big enough for three or four big men to lie side by side.

"Aren't you sleeping?" Lin Yuan said, "What are you doing wearing a coat?"

"Forget, you wash your feet before you come in."

Lin Yuan thought of Brother Dao's foot odor, and frowned for a moment.

In his memory, Chen Bosong's feet didn't smell bad, but after so many years of marching, his feet were always stuffy in his boots, so he probably didn't smell bad at first, and now it's not much better.

The servant fetched water, and Chen Bosong sat aside to soak his feet.

His feet are very big, much bigger than Lin Yuan's. There is no flesh on the feet, thick calluses on the soles of the feet, and scars on the ankles.

This injury made him recuperate for a whole month, and he was almost cut off his hamstring and became a cripple.

What was he thinking at that time?

It's not what to do if you become a useless person.

But without him, what would the young master do?

He couldn't trust the young master's righteous brothers.

He couldn't trust people like Zhu Yuanzhang and the others.

He felt that there were wolves and tigers in front of the young master, and if he fell, the young master would have no one to protect him.

Chen Bosong even thought out the ending for himself.

Either he died on the battlefield, or he disarmed and returned to the field after the battle, far away from his young master, and found a remote place to die.

Sitting on the bed, Lin Yuan suddenly said, "Do you still remember the time when the three of us came out of our hometown and were scattered by refugees on the road?"

Time travels for a long time, Lin Yuan's memory and the memory of the original owner are mixed together, and it's hard to tell who is who.

Chen Bosong soaked his feet and said, "I remember."

Lin Yuan asked again: "You were only 16 years old at the time, were you afraid?"

The 16-year-old boy, before leaving the Lin family, was herding cattle and chopping firewood. He had never done any heavy work or seen much of the world.

Chen Bosong recalled that time, he nodded and said, "I'm afraid."

Lin Yuan: "Afraid of death?"

Chen Bosong suddenly turned his head and smiled at Lin Yuan: "I'm afraid I will die too early and I won't be able to support my mother."

Now Chen Bosong's mother has become a nanny, and stays by Yang's side, and her food and clothing are not bad.

Chen Bosong himself was also surprised.

If you talk about your thoughts for the young master, it is also after the reunion.

But in detail, they grew up together since they were young, and they should be tempted when they were teenagers.

Looking back now, when he was a teenager, he only felt that the young master was too soft-hearted, too easy to be deceived and bullied.

He only treats the young master as his own brother and loves him.

Who knows what happened next.

He became caught off guard and didn't dare to think about it.

Lin Yuan suddenly said: "The days go by too quickly."

Chen Bosong said in his heart: I am old, and everyone of the same age has grandchildren, let alone grandchildren, my sons are still in the crotch.

Lin Yuan said again: "Do you have a favorite girl?"

Chen Bosong said in his heart: Do I have one, you don't know?

Seeing that Chen Bosong didn't answer, Lin Yuan knew that he was getting awkward. He sighed and said, "The older you get, the more awkward your temper becomes. You don't like to talk, and you have to let people guess everything you think."

Chen Bosong looked at him.

Lin Yuan waved to him: "Come here, let me take a closer look at you."

Chen Bosong didn't want to go there.

The mind didn't want to go, but the body moved.

He sat on the edge of the bed and clenched his hands into fists.

Lin Yuan reached out and scratched his face.

He really hasn't looked at Chen Bosong for a long time, Chen Bosong has changed a lot.

In the past, Chen Bosong still had the vigorous vigor of a young man, but now there is only blood and murderous aura left. Even if he has no expression on his face, it makes people feel that he will draw his sword the next moment.

His eyes had grown deeper, his cheeks had thinned, and his facial features were firmer than before.

Lin Yuan's fingers brushed over Chen Bosong's eyes. There are already lines under his eyes, and the nasolabial folds are also deepening.

But he is still very handsome, not the innocence of a teenager, not the handsomeness of a youth.

He has a mountain-like momentum, steady and murderous.

Lin Yuan asked him softly, "When?"

Chen Bosong raised his eyebrows, his eyes were sharp.

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "When did you become thoughtful?"

Lin Yuan had already discovered what Chen Bosong was thinking. Chen Bosong was not good at concealing it. His eyes were always burning like fire. Maybe Song Shizhao also saw it, but no one pointed it out.

But Lin Yuan couldn't remember when Chen Bosong's gaze changed.

Time is like water, and memories will always slowly blur.

Chen Bosong had a cold face, but his fists were trembling slightly: "The year when Gaoyou was captured."

That year, both he and Zhu Yuanzhang were the main generals. He saw Zhu Yuanzhang standing beside Lin Yuan, and he felt great anger in his heart.

That's his seat.

When the anger subsided, he realized that was not his seat.

By the young master's side, there will always be someone who keeps pace with him, not Zhu Yuanzhang, nor him.

will be a woman.

That woman knows what the young master likes to eat?What do you like to drink?What do you like to play?

Do you know how many moles the young master has on his body, and what injuries the young master suffered when he was young?

He was mad with jealousy for a woman who didn't exist.

I was also scared to death by my own thoughts.

It cannot be discovered by anyone, especially the young master.

Chen Bosong endured it for more than ten years.

The result fell short, and was finally discovered by the young master.

Chen Bosong closed his eyes, his forehead was full of veins, he gritted his teeth and said, "Master, you can deal with it as you like."

Lin Yuan said softly, "You know I won't kill you."

Chen Bosong thought to himself, yes, he is a hero, the world has just settled down, the young master will not kill himself to win the hearts of all the heroes.

Chen Bosong actually felt a little ridiculous.

Lin Yuan said again: "Your mother, I will take care of you."

"Let her enjoy her old age in peace. If she wants to remarry, I will also prepare a dowry for her."

Chen Bosong looked deathly at home, but his tone was very steady: "I'll leave it all to you, young master."

"Come on, drink this glass of wine." Lin Yuan took the wine glass and brought it to Chen Bosong's lips.

Young master, is this going to poison him?

Chen Bosong opened his eyes, picked up the wine glass, and drank it down.

Probably putting everything down, Chen Bosong looked at Lin Yuan with dark and greedy eyes.

He said, "Master, I have had many dreams."

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Really? What did you dream about?"

Chen Bosong's lips were dry, he licked the corners of his lips.

"I dreamed that I pressed you on the bed, and you would make me heavier and lighter."

Chen Bosong laughed, with tears in his eyes: "In my dream, I thought that it would be best if I died at this time. How lucky would it be to die at the happiest time of life?"