Rebirth of a Star General

The white dew falls on the moon, and the mountains are clear. The bonfire reflects the fragrance of wine, elegant and sparse. The recruits bowed their heads to drink and eat meat, raised their heads to chat and admire the moon, which became the unique scenery of Liangzhou Wei.

Mars floated out along the autumn wind, making people wonder if it would burn clothes. But in a moment, it became a fire, accompanied by a low whimper.

Mai sobbed: "I've forgotten what my parents look like..."

"I'm even worse," Wang Ba said with a blank face, "I haven't seen my parents since I was born."

He Yan: "..." She raised her hand and poured herself a gulp of wine, trying to calm herself down.

This was to comfort her, so everyone compared their own unsatisfactory things. In the end, it seemed that they were comparing each other who was more miserable. This is good, the recruits next to them are all laughing and laughing, but only on their side, there is a gloomy cloud, a sad wind and rain.

Looking at Mai and Wang Ba who were hugging their heads and crying, and then looking at Young Master Jiang Jiaojiang, who was drinking alone with red eyes, He Yan was speechless. Well, he didn't know who was comforting who.

Huang Xiong glanced at her and said, "Brother He, are you good at drinking?"

He Yan was startled and looked down at herself. Before she knew it, she had already drank the third bowl. She didn't know how much the original Miss He was drinking. The weak Miss He should not drink this spicy and pungent spirit with a broken bowl, but for the former General Feihong, it was very difficult. familiar.

When it’s cold, when you’re afraid, when you’re in a bad mood, when you’re hungry, you can temporarily resist the tough times if you have wine on hand. Wine can ward off cold, strengthen courage, satisfy hunger, and relieve sorrow.

When she was in Shuojing, she did not drink a drop of alcohol, for fear of being exposed, but in the Fuyue Army, in Moxian, she gradually became a habit. She has also practiced the amount of alcohol, and none of the young generals and recruits in the tent can drink her. Sometimes when celebrating a great victory, she was the only one who could wake up at the end of the banquet.

This may be the legendary loneliness and defeat.

What surprised her was the stone. She thought that the stone grew up in the mountains and looked solid. She thought it was a good drink. Unexpectedly, before half a bowl of wine was drunk, she fell on her back and fell into a deep sleep—this is drunk. already?

His remaining half bowl of wine was taken away by his younger brother Mai, and he drank the bowl with Wang Ba and said, "I didn't expect everyone to be from the end of the world. In this way, we will be a family in the future." The spicy wine thorn's nose turned red, and then, just like a stick of incense, he also lay on his back like his eldest brother, drunk.

He Yan: "...It really is his biological brother."

Wang Ba lost such a drinking friend in an instant, so he took Jiang Jiao's shoulder again, handed Jiang Jiao a bunch of roasted rabbit meat, and said, "Don't just drink stuffy wine, come, eat some meat. Your fiancee doesn't choose you, yes The two of you have no fate." This was the first time he said something like a human, "In life, gathering and dispersing are all fate, and you don't have to force it."

Jiang Jiao took his rabbit meat and still drank silently. Seeing this, Huang Xiong smiled. He looked at the moon in the sky and said to himself, "I miss my family."

He Yan took out a moon cake from the snack basket Cheng Lisu gave her. The moon group is a small one, shaped like a rhombus, with the red "flowers are full of moon" written on it. She took a bite and tasted the sweetness of sesame seeds and peach kernels.

"If they were alive, I shouldn't be here, just in the hometown of Zhuang Hu," Huang Xiong said: "My mother's food is delicious, and I want to eat her food."

He Yan lowered his head and ate the cake silently, and Huang Xiong asked, "How about you?" He turned his head and looked at He Yan, "How do you usually live at this time?"

Is it the usual Mid-Autumn Festival? He Yan was a little dazed.

Before she joined the army, she spent the Mid-Autumn Festival at He's family with others. It's just that he has a special status, and people stare at him wherever he goes, so he's not very free. In fact, she also likes the liveliness of the festival, but it is inconvenient to wear a mask. She is an embarrassing existence in the He family. In terms of identity, she is of the blood of a legitimate daughter, but on the other hand, she does not belong to the big house or the second house.

When I joined the army in Moxian for three years, I was worried every day at the beginning. I didn't know when I would die in the battlefield and the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion. I didn't even think about it.

Later, when she returned to Beijing and married into the Xu family, she was already blind at this time last year.

The full-hearted expectation of spending a full moon with that person has not been fulfilled, and he has fallen into darkness. At that time, she thought she couldn't get out, and it would be like this all her life. On the 15th day of August, she asked Xu Zhiheng to take her up the mountain to worship Buddha, hoping that the Bodhisattva would bless her and Xu Zhiheng would let her see the light again. Xu Zhiheng agreed.

In fact, on that day, she didn't really want to seek the blessing of the Bodhisattva.

When the tip of her tongue hurt, she accidentally bit her own tongue, and the sweet and greasy taste was instantly covered by stinging pain. "

"When I saw you, it was like seeing myself back then." Huang Xiong took a sip of wine and said, "You are just like me back then."

He Yan smiled: "Brother, my family is living well." Even, they are living better than most people.

"But you're not reconciled." She heard Huang Xiong's voice and looked sideways. The bald-headed man's face showed a kind of wisdom and vicissitudes of middle-aged people who have experienced wind and frost. I was unwilling to report it, so I was always distressed and trapped myself."

He Yan's heart moved, but he didn't speak.

"I don't know what your hatred is," he looked at the moon. "Sometimes your eyes are the same as mine."

He Yan is a little dazed, does she have it? She always thought she was covering up well.

"It will be fine one day." The big man lowered his head and patted her shoulder: "You have to believe this."

He Yan didn't speak, and silently picked up the wine bowl to drink. Huang Xiong stopped talking, eating meat and drinking on his own. Wang Ba was also a little drunk, sitting on the spot with his head up and smirking, while Jiang Jiao buried his head in his knees, not knowing whether he was crying or fell asleep.

...

The coaches also gathered together, eating meat and drinking by the bonfire, and the hard training for the past few days, and now these new recruits are finally seeing results. It's a lot easier, and Cheng Lisu is also here. He is a young master from the capital. He has never experienced this novel way of playing. Even the roasted rabbit leg sprinkled with coarse salt is delicious. Originally, I thought I had time to talk to He Yan, and after taking a sip of wine, I felt that my legs were weak, I couldn't walk, and sat back again.

The coaches laughed kindly, and someone said, "Young Master Cheng has to practice his alcohol intake. With this amount of alcohol, he can't be my Liangzhou Wei Erlang!"

"I'm not your Liangzhou guard," Cheng Lisu muttered, "I'm just here to have fun."

This kid can always say his "no" righteously. If this is the children and grandchildren of the coaches, they would have been picked up and beaten ten times. But this man was Xiao Jue's nephew, so everyone said, "It's still Young Master Cheng who is open-minded!" "It's not good to be greedy for cups. My wife doesn't allow me to drink! Learn from Young Master Cheng!"

"Young Master Cheng," Liang Ping asked him, "Does the Governor really not come out and have fun with us?"

"Uncle doesn't like places that are too noisy," Cheng Lisu replied, "certainly he won't come."

Everyone felt a little regretful, and some people felt that Xiao Jue was too impersonal. After all, this is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Even a general who does not enjoy the Mid-Autumn Festival with his subordinates is too arrogant to have a deep relationship with his subordinates.

But some people didn't mind too much, Ma Damei smiled, "Why don't you send some food and drink to the Governor, it's hard to avoid being alone on a holiday."

"It's not necessary," Cheng Lisu said, "My uncle wouldn't drink this kind of inferior yellow rice wine."

Everyone: "..."

Well, after all, he was the second son of Shuo Jingxiao's family, and he would never force him to drink.

Du Mao asked curiously, "Mr. Cheng, do you know how the Governor's alcohol capacity is? I heard that General Feihong is not drunk after a thousand cups. I wonder if the Governor is better or worse than General Feihong?"

When the instructors heard this, they immediately looked at Cheng Lisu with bright eyes. Whenever there is talk about who is more powerful than General Feihong or General Feng Yun, it always teaches people something new. From swordsmanship to alcohol consumption, from height to temperament, people have to compare them one by one. It is a pity that these two have never appeared together, nor have they competed in person, except for their former classmates. Moreover, General Feihong has always been wearing a mask, so who is better is still a mystery.

"Of course it's my uncle." Cheng Lisu replied without thinking, "I've never seen my uncle get drunk when I'm so old."

In fact, Cheng Lisu had never seen Xiao Jue drink. But he couldn't say this in front of the instructors. No matter how powerful General Feihong was, he would definitely be no better than his uncle.

"Go, go, don't talk about people behind your back." Shen Han waved his hand, "Drinking and drinking, how can you talk like a mother-in-law! Young Master Cheng, come, I'll give you a toast... Young Master Cheng?"

Cheng Gongzi's cheeks were red and he was already drunk.

...

It was night, the green curtain closed the bright moon, and the figure Xiao Shu collapsed. The sound of autumn is quiet, and someone is playing the piano.

On the moon, Mulan has bones, and Ling Bing is like a jade. The long sword is like frost and snow hanging on the wall. The young man in outer clothes has a handsome appearance and a calm expression.

He played "Flower".

The sound of the piano is far away, like pearls falling on a plate. This is the Mid-Autumn Festival night. It should be the time of reunion. Even if the coach and recruits of Liangzhouwei are thousands of miles away from their families, they will gather together happily and sing and drink. It is better to be quiet. He didn't seem to notice either, he just plucked the strings earnestly, and the bundled blue silk hung down on his shoulders, and the moonlight turned a layer of cold color.

From spring to autumn, from summer to cold, it seems to be just the blink of an eye.

The moonlight was even colder due to the sound of his piano, the night sky was as clear as water, and the sound of the piano seemed to drift endlessly in the sky, making people want to cry.

Suddenly, something smashed into the yard, making a crisp sound, interrupting the cold sound of the piano. Xiao Jue paused, raised his head, and through the window, he could see that something was thrown in outside the courtyard wall.

He paused for a moment, stood up, and pushed out the door. At this moment, a third thing smashed in and landed right next to him. He bent over to pick it up and found it was a stone.

Fei Nu showed a shadow from behind and whispered: "Master, outside..."

Xiao Jue opened the courtyard door.

A young man in red stood outside, holding a small jar of wine in his hand. The wine stopper had been pulled off, and the aroma was fragrant. It was the Eighteen Immortals.

He is quite generous, just such a small jar of wine, ordinary people have to hide it for a long time before they are willing to take a sip. Judging from his appearance, it is considered that he has already drank a lot.

This person is He Yan.

Xiao Jue looked at her indifferently, He Yan's eyes widened, it seemed that he could see clearly what he looked like, and said, "Xiao Jue?"

Fei Nu, who was behind him, couldn't help but glance at He Yan, and he actually called the young master's name, which was really bold.

"What are you doing here?" Xiao Jue asked him.

"I thought and thought," the young man didn't know how much he drank, and he smelled of alcohol all over his body, but his expression was as usual, he didn't see the slightest bit of drunkenness, and he couldn't tell whether he was drunk or not, he said, "You choose I was not convinced that Lei Hou went to the forward camp, so Xiao Jue," the corner of his mouth curved, "let's fight!"

Before he finished speaking, he rushed towards Xiao Jue!

Seeing this, Fei Nu behind him was about to step forward and heard Xiao Jue's order: "Don't move." He didn't dare to move.

The young man flew forward and raised his fist towards Xiao Jue, Xiao Jue turned sideways to avoid him, frowned and looked at him.

He Yan had no weapons, so he came with his bare hands. If it is an assassin, it is too stupid. But his words are clear, his eyes are clear, and he doesn't look like a drunken madman. Xiao Jue simply looked at him in a relaxed manner, to see what this person wanted to do. He Yan couldn't make a single blow, so he turned around and came back.

The young man is flexible, but he sincerely wants to fight, but the method he uses is clumsy and rough. How is the head.

Xiao Jue turned sideways to avoid it again. He failed to make two sneak attacks in a row. He Yan wondered to himself, "When did my skill become so bad?"

Fei Nu who was waiting on the side: "..."

Does this young man think he can beat Second Young Master Xiao? I had long heard that this He Yan of Liangzhou Wei was arrogant and arrogant, but when he saw it, it was as expected. The young master is really good-natured, and he didn't throw the brazen kid out of the house.

After repeated defeats and repeated defeats, she did not feel discouraged at all, and immediately came again, this time she was still dodged by Xiao Jue, Xiao Jue was about to speak, when she suddenly saw a black thing coming straight towards her from behind, frowning. As soon as he twisted it, he took out the Yin Qiu sword and slashed across it without even thinking about it.

"Crash", the thing shattered in response, he stepped back a few steps, and was not touched. He Yan, who came with that thing, couldn't escape, and was doused from head to toe.

The moon is full, the wind is dewy, the osmanthus is beginning to bloom, and the wine is full of fragrance. There are fragments of the Eighteen Immortals scattered on the ground, each of which is clear and fragrant, and the young man's clothes are fragrant, and he frowns.

She seemed to be awakened by the debris of the wine jar all over the floor, looked at Xiao Jue, stepped forward, like a little lady who was trampled on the bead hairpin in the flower market, and said, "If it breaks, you will pay!"

Fei Nu looked at it, and felt that this young man was really drunk, otherwise he would not speak so confidently and arrogantly. He whispered to Xiao Jue, "Master, do you want your subordinates to take him away?"

Xiao Jue raised his hand to stop it and shook his head gently.

The two masters and servants have been together for many years, and one look can tell what the other is thinking. Fei Nu suddenly understood that the reason why Xiao Jue didn't throw He Yan out immediately was not because of his good temper, but just because he wanted to give He Yan a try. This young man's identity is now suspicious, and his whole body is full of doubts. If he can ask something out of drunkenness, he can save a lot of effort. If he pretended to be drunk again tonight and actually did something else, then his heart would be punishable and even more unforgivable.

Fei Nu hid in the tree and stopped talking.

Xiao Jue turned around and walked into the house, saying as he walked, "Why should I pay?"

Hearing the words, the young man rushed into Xiao Jue's house. She ran very fast, her footsteps staggered, grabbed in front of Xiao Jue, blocked Xiao Jue's way, and said, "Do you know who I am?"

Xiao Jue laughed, her eyes cold: "Who are you?"

He Yan slapped his thigh, "If you don't change your name if you can, or if you sit down, I, He Yan! The number one guard in Liangzhou!"

"No. 1 in Liangzhou?" Xiao Jue looked at her with a half-smile, "Who told you?"

"Do you still need someone to tell me?" The young man, who didn't know whether he was drunk or not, said in an astonishing voice, "I know it."

Xiao Jue walked around him sideways, put down his sword, picked up the teapot on the table to pour tea for himself, and only took a step, the boy stuck up like his tail again, stood in front of him, and asked him, "You said, I'm short. Not short?"

Is this person drunk and likes people who are taller or shorter? Xiao Jue glanced at the top of his hair that had just reached his chest, and nodded, "Short."

He Yan: "I'm not short!"

Xiao Jue: "..."

He Yan asked him again, "Am I stupid?"

Xiao Jue stopped pouring tea in his hand, stared at him, and said slowly, "Stupid."

He Yan: "I'm not stupid!"

Xiao Jue suddenly regretted that he didn't throw He Yan out of the yard immediately, but instead came here to ask for trouble and take his words. Aside from listening to his nonsense here, it doesn't seem to get any useful information. Either He Yan is too stupid, or this person is shrewd enough to leak.

"What else do you want to praise yourself, let's do it together." He lowered his eyes and said indifferently.

He Yan: "I am tall and mighty, fierce and invincible, handsome and refined, and my righteousness is thin. Why, why does no one like me? Do you know how hard I work?"

Xiao Jue: "..."

"Because of you, I'm very unhappy on Mid-Autumn Festival tonight. Let me ask you," she took a step forward, her distance from Xiao Jue was as far away as possible, looked up at him, and asked earnestly, "Do you like me?"

Xiao Jue took a step back, pulled away from her, and brushed off the sleeves that had been deformed by her. As if seeing the god of plague, she calmly replied, "I'm not cutting off my sleeves."

"Neither do I." He Yan murmured, raised his head suddenly, looked sad and angry, and asked loudly, "Then why do you prefer to like Lei Hou rather than me! Other than that that person is a little taller than me, how can he match me? In terms of looks, skills, or the relationship between you and me in the past, Xiao Jue, you are too much, too lacking in vision! I am very disappointed!"

At this time, Shen Han, who was walking outside the house and planned to send some roasted rabbit meat to Xiao Jue, covered his mouth with a surprised expression. Just now, he seemed to have heard a great secret.

Inside the room, the young man wearing only a moon-white lining silently looked at the person in front of him. The young man looked up at himself, his eyes were bright, and there was no fear or hesitation in his tone, which calmly made people wonder what she was thinking. something.

What is past love? It's just that he gave him a potion of wound medicine before, and it has become a love in the past. This person is too familiar.

"But it's nothing," the boy suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, smiled slyly, and whispered: "You pick Leihou into the forward camp, I will find Leihou every day to learn from each other, ten times and ten defeats, full of people from Liangzhou Wei. We all know that you Xiao Jue is blind, what a broken eye. What will you do when the time comes?"

Xiao Jue: "..."

After saying this, He Yan hiccups, leaned forward, and fell on Xiao Jue's soft slump. When he fell, half of his body slumped on the horizontal Wanxiang Qin, pressing the strings of the piano. There was a piercing screeching sound, and with a bang, it fell to the ground.

Xiao Jue stood in the middle of the room, her brows beating faintly, she just felt that today's idea of ​​taking advantage of the wine is really bad and couldn't be worse.

At a glance, he saw that there was still a figure at the door, hesitating, he said coldly: "If you don't come in, what are you doing outside?"

Shen Han was startled and came over tremblingly. Just now, he heard the secret at the door, and he was seen by Fei Nu when he entered the yard. It was true that he did not retreat, nor did he retreat. At this moment, the governor was in a bad mood, so don't make fun of him.

"My subordinate took some freshly roasted rabbit meat from outside, thinking that the governor might not have any use for dinner, so he sent it here on purpose." Shen Han put the barbecued meat wrapped in oil paper on the table, "The governor is slow, this subordinate goes down first. already."

"Wait." Xiao Jue said displeasedly, "You can't see such a big living person?"

He motioned to Shen Han to look at He Yan, Shen Han took a look, and his heart moved. He just listened to He Yan's words and had a close relationship with Xiao Jue. Right now, he saw that this young man was sleeping so generously on Xiao Er Gongzi's soft collapse. That is the weakness of Second Young Master Xiao! In Liangzhou Weizhong, I am afraid that there is only one person who has the courage to do so.

The relationship between the two of them is really unusual!

Xiao Jue walked to the soft collapse, lifted He Yan by the collar on the back of her neck, and threw her in front of Shen Han: "Your person, take away."

"Don't dare, don't dare." Shen Han said.

Xiao Jue: "What?"

Shen Han hurriedly said, "What your subordinates mean is that the recruits of Liangzhou Guard are all under the supervision of the capital. How can you say that they are subordinates? They are the people of the capital."

Xiao Jue laughed angrily: "Shen Han, you talk a lot today."

"This subordinate understands," Shen Han snorted, "this subordinate will take him away!" Just now he turned around and walked halfway, and seemed to remember something, Shen Han asked, "Where does the governor think that this subordinate should send this young man?"

Xiao Jue looked at him calmly: "Would you like to send it to your house?"

"No, no need!" Shen Han's scalp was numb, and he said, "He Yan...let's send it back to his original room!"

After Shen Han left, Fei Nu walked into the house.

Xiao Jue had already picked up the Wanxiang Qin on the ground. Thanks to He Yan's pressure, one of the strings was broken. Looking at the broken string, the young man couldn't help pinching his forehead.

"Master," Fei Nu looked in the direction Shen Han was going, "Mr. Shen is a little weird today."

"He's often weird," Xiao Jue replied.

"Young master thinks, is He Yan drunk today?"

Xiao Jue put the violin away, just now He Yan was planning to drink tea, and the tea in the tea cup had already cooled down. He poured out the cold tea, poured another one, took a sip and said, "Not sure."

Not sure if He Yan was drunk or not, because a normal sober person probably wouldn't talk to him like this. But looking at her steps, words and expressions, there is no trace of chaos. The most important thing is that tonight he didn't do anything except crush a violin, smash a jar of wine, and say crazy things. Including revealing who he is.

This is confusing.

"He seems to have a lot of criticism about Lei Hou being able to enter the forward camp." Fei Nu said: "He wants to enter the forward camp."

Xiao Jue ridiculed: "It's not just the forward battalion, he is bound to win against my Nine Banners battalion."

"Then..." Fei Nu asked, "Is it possible to send him to the forward camp, and it will be a plan?"

"No," Xiao Jue said, "I have other arrangements."

Fei Nu didn't speak anymore, Xiao Jue thought of what He Yan said earlier, that he had to find Lei Hou every day to prove his bad eyesight. This kind of rogue behavior, this person is really handy.

Looking at the mess in the house, the yard was full of debris, and he had to find a spare time to go to Liangzhou City to ask the master to repair the piano, but He Yan actually said, "Because of you, this Mid-Autumn Festival night, I am very unhappy." , it really doesn't make sense.

The young man stood in the room, as graceful as jade, as tall and straight as a green pines, after a while, he sneered, "I'm sick."

...

Shen Han, who was carrying He Yan outside, was also very unhappy.

When others saw it, they looked at Shen Han in surprise, and said, "He Yan is drunk, why is the head coach still carrying him?"

Shen Han said nothing with a sullen face. If it hadn't broken the relationship between He Yan and Xiao Jue, Shen Han would at best find someone to bring He Yan back. But now that he knew that the two of them had a close relationship, how could Shen Han dare to neglect.

He Yan just said that he and Xiao Jue have "a relationship from the past"! It seems that they have known each other a long time ago, so why did the Governor pretend not to know He Yan and secretly investigate He Yan's identity. Could it be that the two of them were good at first, but there were many changes in the middle, and they became what they are now?

No wonder everyone in Dawei knows that Dudu Xiao is not close to women. When he grows up like this, he is one of the best in heroism. So many women are eagerly rushing up, and countless stunning people are not tempted. Good bite!

When he was at Xiao Jue's door, He Yan's sentence "Why do you like Lei Hou and don't like me" was so poignant that those who heard the truth shed tears. It's a pity that the Governor was as hard-hearted as he was, and was completely unmoved. Shen Han thought wildly, the more nervous he was, the more strange stories he remembered.

For example, He Yan and Xiao Jue did know each other before, and they have been friends for a while. It was only later that Xiao Jue discovered that He Yan's identity was different, so he cut off the love thread and drew a clear line with the other party. He Yan, who was young and unwilling, knew that Xiao Jue was coming to Liangzhou, so he joined the army and asked Xiao Jue to ask for an explanation. He even practiced hard and wanted to enter the forward camp to impress Xiao Jue.

He Yan really did a good job, but unfortunately Xiao Jue named Lei Hou in order to avoid suspicion. He Yan was sad and miserable, so he couldn't help but drink alcohol to relieve his sorrow.

The hard-hearted Dudu Xiao categorically refused, but it was because of a trace of old love that He Yan fell asleep on his own soft slump.

Very good, Shen Han applauds himself in his heart, which is very reasonable. It should be like this, and it is inseparable.

Uncle: Straight man, don't cue

Shen Han: Drunk and strong wine, standing in the wildest CP