I'm a bully in troubled times

Jiang Yu's handwriting was a little less sharp and more tender than before.The strokes are much rounder.

"If the relationship lasts for a long time, how can it be day and night..." Qi Ranming said in a low voice, then smiled and shook his head. Is he trying to comfort himself instead?

"General Qi?" Wei Boyong watched Qi Ranming smile at the note, with an unusual expression, and couldn't help but wondered.

"Huh?" Qi Ranming raised his head, "What's the matter?"

Wei Boyong glanced at the note in Qi Ranming's hand.

Qi Ranming folded the note without changing his face, and put it next to his body.

Qi Ranming is a man who never smiles at others.Although Wei Boyong lived and died with him last year, he knew that this man was wary and didn't like to socialize with others, and now he was appreciated by the monarch and became the commander of the Chinese army, his superior, so he didn't dare to ask more questions.

"If it's okay, then go to rest, and we will set off early tomorrow morning. We must move quickly in this battle, and speed is the top priority, so we must not delay too long on the road." Qi Ranming said.

"Yes." Wei Boyong agreed, and retreated from Qi Ranming's military tent.

Jiang Yu, who stayed in Jicheng, didn't have much time. He was immersed in reluctance and longing. He was busy with official duties and books that he couldn't finish reading every day.The papers submitted by officials from all over the country will be passed in his hands, and those he can approve will be approved, and the ones that cannot be approved will be submitted to Yan Hou for disposal.As a result, Jiang Yu was so busy that he only slept for two or three hours a day, and almost even used his meals directly in the palace.

However, on July [-]th, the day of the Ghost Festival, Yan Hou gave Jiang Yu a holiday and allowed him to visit the grave.

Although Jiang Yu already knew that his parents died in vain, but in Yanhou's place, the couple might still be traitors. The grave sweeping that Yanhou referred to was mainly for his grandparents and uncle.

Xun Shu had a new funeral. He passed away in March and was buried in June. It has only been more than a month, and it is the first year again.

Jiang Yu first finished sweeping the tombs of his parents, and after offering sacrifices, he went to Xunfu's mansion to sweep Xunshu's tombs with Xun Rong, Xun Bowen's mother and son.The mother and son had to obey three years of filial piety, so they had closed their doors to thank guests for the past few months.

Afterwards, Jiang Yu went back without end.

Wushang is the residence of Jiang Yu's maternal grandparents, and he has to visit their graves there.Before Jiang Yu's parents died, they sent Jiang Yu to Wushang, which saved Jiang Yu from being executed together with their husband and wife.

A few years ago, Xun Shu arranged for people to take care of the endless house. After Xun Shu passed away, no one cared about it, so it was abandoned.

Jiang Yu found a few people and cleaned the house again.This house was the place where he lived when he first came here. Although the memory at that time was not very good, it was deep enough that Jiang Yu didn't want to think about it.The emotions of the original owner remained in his body, making him feel pain when he thought of this place.

When ordering someone to clean it, Jiang Yu unexpectedly found an unopened letter.

On the envelope was written the words "Jiang Gongzi's Personal Invitation". The pen was a little immature, lacking in power, and a little vain. It could be seen that the person who used the pen should not be strong.

Jiang Yu opened the envelope to take a look.

Due to the long time, the envelope and letter paper have turned yellow, and the pen and ink are probably of the best quality, so the handwriting is still clear, and it has been well preserved over the years, without dirt or damage.

"Young Master Jiang is well.

In your letter from last year, you said that you were going to live in Wu Zhan’s grandfather’s house, so I sent this letter to Wu Zhan, I wonder if you can receive it.

The weather in Quwo has been getting colder recently, and Jicheng is in the northeast, so winter is even more difficult..."

He talked about some interesting things in Quwo in his heart, and asked about his recent situation in Wuhui.The tone is brisk, with the unique escape of young people.

The final payment - Yingxi.

Jiang Yu knew that this was of course not Yingxi's, but a letter written to him by Qi Ranming, who took Yingxi's generation to Quwo as a hostage 12 years ago.The letter was Qi Ranming who could no longer see Jiang Yu's nipples.

In these years, Qi Ranming has changed a lot.

With this letter, Jiang Yu vaguely recalled some fragmented pictures.

The spring breeze in Quwo blows the tender green branches of willow trees, and a hundred flowers bloom.The boy and the boy bid farewell to each other in the infinite spring.

"...I will be returning to Jicheng in the near future. I will write to you at that time, and you should reply."

"Well! But can I receive it?"

"Maybe, maybe not. But as long as you write, there will always be one that will be received."

It turned out that the original owner when he was young was such a gentle person, no wonder Qi Ranming wanted to follow him when he saw him.

He won the goodwill of the original owner for no reason, but it's a pity that such a person as the original owner has such a hard life.

Jiang Yu faintly recalled the joy of the young Jiang Yu when he received Qi Ranming’s letter when he was in Jicheng, and remembered that he replied to the letter on the desk in front of the window, which was filled with the fragrance of ink. .

So there was such a festival, Jiang Yu thought to himself.

Looking at the date of inscription, the original owner was already ill at that time, so I didn't have time to read this letter, maybe I was thinking about recovering from my illness before returning, but I didn't expect that I would not be able to recover from the illness, and I would no longer be the person I used to be when I opened my eyes again.A solitary soul floating in chaos in another world, how could he think of such a trivial matter?

There is only Qi Ranming, who has never had any friends, and is alone, so just such a tiny bit of warmth must be held in the palm of his hand.

Jiang Yu sighed, and searched the house again, but couldn't find any other letters.Jiang Xuanzi's old house in Jicheng had already been sealed up, and his Suiyang Lord's mansion was awarded later, so the other letters should not be found.

After Jiang Yu returned to Jicheng with this letter, he took the time to write a reply to this letter.He had no time during the day, so he had to light a dim lamp at night to write in front of the gradually dissipating heat outside the window, the gradually rising autumn dew, and the pattering autumn rain all night.

The autumn rain infiltrated the pen, making the lines between the lines a bit cool and sad.You can also see the fiery warmth of maple leaves in casual places.That is the tenderness hidden in the bottom of my heart, which is not shown to others.

"...The maple leaves in Jicheng are red today, maybe not today, but I didn't notice it in the past. It's just that I came back earlier today, and I saw the bright red of a tree by the street under the dim yellow sky in the evening. It's really lovely. "

"If possible, I wanted to send the letter to you, but I don't think you will receive it. Besides, I don't know where to send it. Your marching style is unpredictable, so I really can't figure out where you are hiding. Where are you going?"

After writing the first letter, Jiang Yu became used to writing letters to Qi Ranming that he would not send.

It's not for showing him, it's not for anyone to know, it's just to comfort Qiu Yushi alone after a day of complicated business.

"... Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, you have only been away for more than a month, but I feel as if a year has passed. It really is a day, like three autumns."

After Jiang Yu finished writing, he would dry the ink, fold it carefully, put it in an envelope, and lock it in the cabinet.

Usually it is midnight at this time, the night is quiet, and the autumn rain is continuous.

"Sorrows and joys are always merciless. Before the first step, every bit of it will be dawn."

However, at the border of Qi State at this time, it was raining heavily.

Although the soldiers of Yan State were physically exhausted after a day's fierce battle, and all of them suffered heavy injuries, their spirits were extremely tense, and there was a hint of excitement.

Yesterday Qi Ranming set up an ambush to attack the soldiers of Qi State, causing Qi State to suffer heavy losses.Qi reinforcements came in haste.I heard that the coach was Nangong Chuo, who had been beaten by Qi Ranming, the coach of their Chinese army. For this reason, Qi Ranming decided to launch a second attack when the Qi army was not ready, and pursue the victory with victories, and become more and more courageous.

The higher the morale of the Yan army, the lower the morale of the Qi army.

Although it was raining at night, the soldiers of Yan State were all lying in the grass, motionless like leopards scouting their prey, and the rain splashed on them, but they could not shake their bodies.

Nangong Chuo is a scheming person, cautious and cunning, otherwise Jiang Yu would not be deflated, and Qi Ranming would not be seriously injured and flee to Guo Gongshan.

But Qi Ranming is quite a brand new person. If Nangong Chuo studies Jiang Yu's previous methods of using troops, what else can he conclude? Regarding Qi Ranming, he can be said to know almost nothing.In addition to this person's extraordinary martial arts.

Qi Ranming used his troops to appear and disappear, and he was good at making surprise soldiers and using dangerous moves. He liked to win in danger, and he often hit people by surprise.

Nangong Chuo speculated that Qi Ranming's temperament might launch an attack tonight, but he also believed that the Yan army, which had just experienced a difficult battle, needed time to recuperate, and it was still raining tonight—except for Nangong Chuo, the rest of the Qi army also Think so.

Therefore, the defense is not very attentive.

But it's useless even if they pay attention.

Because there is a commander who is desperate to fight, all the subordinates are infected by Qi Ranming's desperate aura.In addition, the Marquis of Yan has clearly announced that those who have achieved military merit in this war can be rewarded according to the military merit system, regardless of their origin and past.

The civilians and slaves who had never enjoyed this kind of treatment were holding a sigh of relief and vowed to earn fame and fortune in this battle.

Therefore, the Qi army had already been beaten a little scared by this group of desperate tiger and wolf divisions.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and seeing that it was almost dawn, the Qi army's defenses were at their weakest.

Qi Ranming waved his hand, and the soldiers beside him rushed up.

Even the sound of rain could not cover up the shouts of killing, and the sound of footsteps shook the sky.

Unexpectedly, the Yan army would launch a surprise attack at this time, and the Qi army was defeated in a panic.Fortunately, Nangong Chuo was calm enough to immediately stabilize the situation and lead the soldiers to fight back.

Just as Nangong Chuo was rushing to kill in the heavy rain with a livid face, a thin figure passed through thousands of troops, stepped on the shoulders of hundreds of Nangong Chuo's soldiers, and came straight towards him.

Qi Ranming used his lightness kung fu to the extreme, and almost emptied half of his internal energy—but he didn't care.

People who have always been on the edge of life and death will not leave any retreat for themselves.

The only way out is to kill Nangong Chuo - this battle will be won.

Capture the thief first, capture the king, the truth that children understand.

But everyone knows that the reason why the king can be the king is not so easy to kill.In addition to his own strength, there are countless people around him who support him.

However, the interception of these people did not have much impact on Qi Ranming.

Qi Ranming's gaze is firm enough, and his goal is clear enough, even if he suffers some injuries, he will never stop rushing towards Nangong Chuo.

The moon was hidden behind the dark clouds, the stars were dim, and that bit of sword light was like snow, cutting through the darkness, piercing through the raindrops, and rushed towards Nangong Chuo's face.