Royal Road

This meal was not very comfortable. After the guests left, Wang Yu found his confidant who was behind the account for the first time: "Look at Liang Zixi, will he join hands with us?"

Zhang Dian's face was condensed, and he shook his head: "This son is extraordinary, so he can't take it as an ordinary person. I think today's words are all excuses!"

How could Wang Yu not feel the opponent's perfunctory, and sighed softly: "Zixi is just a scribe after all, lacking some blood and courage. I am afraid that he will only dare to enter the game when the situation is better..."

Zhang Dian immediately cut off Wang Lin's words: "My son, this is a terrible statement! If you don't have the courage, how can you dare to send troops to attack the city in Zhengdan? It should be noted that the solar eclipse can be calculated according to the calendar. In case things are contrary to our expectations, it is not him. Sending troops encounters a solar eclipse, but only knowing the eclipse will send troops. This mind and courage are amazing!"

Wang Yu was startled. It was the first time he heard such a statement. Use solar eclipse to fight? This is crazy to dare to do this, right? And how accurate is a solar eclipse? But these words still made waves in his heart: "If he is really fearless, why should he reject such a good thing? If the Huns do not leave the Bingzhou, the Shangdang will have no peace. Is it possible that he wants to independently contend with the tens of thousands of the Huns?"

This is too exaggerated. How can a country be blocked by a mere county?

Zhang Dian sneered: "Who said he wants to stand up independently? He is not willing to let go now, but he wants to find a better seller. If he can work hard to marry Taiyuan, is he a person who has no desires? Now in Luoyang city. Isn’t there a shortage of'loyal ministers' too?"

"Voting to Luoyang? Didn't he still refuse King Dongyan's conquest, how could he flatter King Donghai?" Wang Yu didn't believe this inference very much. What kind of chaos is going on in Luoyang now, people who have a little brain won't directly vote. What's more, King Dongyan is a villain who must repay him. After offending him, do you still want to get any sweetness in Luoyang?

"Luoyang has the emperor." Zhang Dian threw out the answer, "How many are still in mourning clothes today?"

Be loyal to the emperor? Or are you optimistic about this new emperor and want to fish in troubled waters? This is not impossible, after all, Liang Zixi is young. When the time comes when the heavy officials are dying, he will not be confused, and he can rush towards the position of San Gong. What's more, when Sima Yue and Sima Ying were fighting between the two tigers, they hugged the thigh of the new emperor. If he really had such a plan, it would run counter to his father's plan!

"...It's just speculation, not necessarily true." Wang Lin finally shook his head. Thinking about the solar eclipse, it is impossible to associate Liang Zixi with any loyal minister. What's more, the other party did not show much respect for the emperor. It would be too early to draw conclusions like this.

Seeing Wang Yu still didn't believe him, Zhang Dian smiled deeply in his heart. Don't panic, there will be "empirical" soon.

The two were talking, when a guard came in suddenly outside: "Lieutenant school! The soldiers of the Liang Palace are out of camp!"

"What?!" Wang Yu stood up suddenly, leaving the camp? This kind of late at night, when you just left? why? !

A hint of pleasure flashed in the Zhang Dianmu, but the voice hurriedly: "The son! I am afraid that this son has been moved! Just explaining the prince's plan, he evacuated overnight. This is to turn against us!"

Wang Yu was also a little panicked. He had just talked about his father's ambition. If this matter were to be heard by the King of East China Sea, even if it could not have any influence on Youzhou, it would greatly damage Sima Yue's trust in his father. Before the time came, they were warned, and it was definitely not what they wanted to see.

But how could Liang Zixi make such a decision? After talking and laughing, shake your hand and leave immediately? Isn't he afraid to annoy the father who is the governor of Youzhou and the direct line of Taiyuan?

Regardless of what he thought, Zhang Dian said anxiously: "My son, this is the end of the matter, it's better to cut the grass and get rid of the roots! Liang Zixi only brought two hundred cavalry, and I have three hundred! As long as the tail catches up, they will surely be wiped out. Clean! In this way, the party will be in chaos, wouldn't it be better to put in an obedient one?"

"But..." Wang Lin hesitated, "But if the other party didn't intend to be an enemy to me, wouldn't it be completely broken up now? After all, they are in-laws..."

"My son!" Zhang Dian said, hating iron and steel, "Go chase first, and if the opponent doesn't fight back, then you can invite people back. If they fight desperately, don't they just sit down? They are all cavalry, and then hesitate. , They are about to run away!"

These words finally made Wang Lin made up his mind and said loudly: "Come here!"

Seeing Wang Yu began to deploy troops and generals, Zhang Dian felt relieved and it was done!

Among the two teams, he is the only one who knows why things are happening in this way. It was just because the cold food powder he had just put in the yangtou soup had happened!

Liang Zixi was almost killed because of a messy service. This is a well-known thing and the reason why he rejected Sima Teng's conquest for the first time. At that time, Sima Teng also sent an imperial doctor to visit the clinic in person, and he couldn't be wrong!

And if someone takes it loose, will it be banned? will not. Although he can't afford Hanshisan, Zhang Dian has also seen a lot of gentry's children in Fusan. These people are unrestrained, even if their bodies are ulcerated and suffering endlessly, they are not willing to give up taking this fairy prescription. So even if Liang Zixi didn't seem to be a man of disobedience at all, he couldn't quit this thing.

Therefore, a dose of Hanshisan mixed in the sheep soup can become the deadliest poison!

If he had taken the powder before, he would immediately overdose the powder. And even if it’s not time to take the medicine, Hanshisan also has strict requirements for the medicine. You need cold clothes, cold drinks, cold food, and cold sleep, that is, eat cold food as much as possible, wear light clothes, extreme cold is good. But wine needs warm wine, mellow wine, in order to suppress the power of medicine.

The mutton soup is warm, it is not the meal that should be used when taking loose. In the case, there were only tea and ice-cold thin wine, which was not conducive to detoxification.

Every year, how many gentry died violently because of improper dispersal? No one who has taken the medicine would dare not eat Hanshisan in such a sloppy manner! This alone is deadly enough. What's even better is that the cause of his death was dispersal. Others would only suspect that the dispersal was improper. Will they guess that it was someone else's murderous hand?

Don't say it was someone else, even Wang Yu himself couldn't guess the key.

If the surname Liang is lucky enough to not die immediately? This is the situation now. Found poisoned, frightened and fled. And this escape gave him a chance to get into trouble. Wang Yu talked too much, and he was uneasy when he revealed the handle. However, Liang Zixi was inexplicably poisoned at the banquet, and he would only suspect that it was the master who started it. In this way, one is desperately trying to escape, the other is eager to chase, and war is on the verge! He is a strong Xianbei soldier, and there are hundreds of people more than the opponent, so it is easy to stop him!

As long as people die, everything is up to them. Even if the negotiation is not completed, it is easy to explain to the prince. And he became the key figure to save this "crisis".

One link is tightly linked, so why don't you worry about killing the imaginary prefect!

The poisonous gas in his chest spit out clean, Zhang Dian put on a conscientious adviser posture, looked at most of the cavalry, chased out the camp.

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It's summer, and the wind at night is no longer biting. However, riding on the horse, Yi Yan only felt cold all over, and all his strength was used to hold the body tightly. Remorse, annoyance, and anger all disappear at this moment, leaving only the fear deep in the bones. He cannot lose the person in his arms. He wants to rush back to Lucheng and let Jiang Da treat the disease...

He couldn't hear the sound in his ears, and couldn't see the things around him. In his eyes, only the road under the moonlight was left, extending to the distance, towards the city when he came...

"General! General!" A horse rushed up desperately, "There are chasing soldiers behind!"

These words broke through Yi Yan's chaotic consciousness, and his teeth rang out: "Leave a hundred and eighty horses to stop the chasers. Be sure to stop them!"

That was the Xianbei cavalry, and the number was more than that of his own. This order was actually a death order. Only by fighting to death can it be possible to stop the enemy.

However, the soldiers accompanying them were all from Liang's residence. Is the confidant of the confidant, the confidant of the confidant. Hearing this order, no one hesitated, and immediately several school officers turned their horses to face the enemy.

Yi Yan did not slow down his horse at all, and continued to gallop. The killing shouts and howls were blown away by the night wind, and left behind with the blood. Little by little, the moon wheel climbed to the middle of the sky, and then a dark cloud floated over and blocked the silver moon. The unclear road in front of him also disappeared.

There was a terrible hiss. A horse stumbled and crashed to the ground. This caused a commotion in the horse team. Even when Yiyan sat down on the gray horse, his front feet were soft.

A hand strangled the bridle, and with a vicious mention, the horse that was out of control regained its stature. However, the team behind him was not so lucky.

"General! The road at night is rugged, it can't be done anymore!"

It was dark all around. This kind of night road, not to mention horseback, is extremely difficult to walk, and if you continue, you will only break your neck and cost your life in vain.

How did Yi Yan not know? Not to mention other horses, even his foal is exhausted! The best way is to let the horse rest for two hours and wait until dawn to start again.

Reaching out, the sweat on the person in his arms has dissipated and started to become cold, but the trembling continues. Yi Yan strangled the horse's rein, and something came into his mind like a spark of lightning. He immediately ordered: "Divide into two roads, keep going all the way, and follow me to find a place to take shelter all the way."

This is a splitting strategy. If they fail to block the pursuit, those who continue to move forward can become decoys and distract the enemy.

The captain of the guard that Liang Feng has been leading by his side, without saying anything, dials his horse forward. Ten more riders disappeared into the night.

Yi Yan didn't speak, turned his horse's head, and galloped toward the mountain forest aside. After groping for another quarter of an hour, they found a cave sheltered from the wind by the ridge, Yi Yan rolled over and got off his horse, and walked into the cave with the person in his arms.

I don't know how long it has been barren here, and it is pure withered grass dust. Several guards quickly cleared a clean ground and spread a felt blanket. Only then did Yi Yan bow and put down the person he was holding in his arms. With bumps along the way, the blood color of the man's complexion has faded, his eyes closed, his body trembling, his fingers bent into hooks, and his collar clasped as if he wanted to tear the shirt off his body.

Yi Yan twitched in pain, and said in a low voice: "Everyone is going out and guarding in shifts. Get some more water!"

Seeing the lord's appearance like this, several people hated and angered, and quickly retreated. Yi Yan lit a bonfire, turned back, hesitated, and stretched out his hand to untie Liang Feng's shirt.

Just now, he suddenly remembered that he had seen the lord. That was three years ago, when I first entered Liang Mansion. The lord had a seizure due to dispersal of toxins, and he was mad. At that time, he listened to Luzhu countless times about the things he had done. It is necessary to wear cold clothes and eat cold, and to warm wine to eliminate poison. If the trip is improper, there is a possibility of death...

The robe was loosened under his fingers. Next, is the jacket. On that white body, the high-heat-like temperature has receded, and it has become cold and sticky. However, no matter how cold he is, he cannot be warmed up. This is a prerequisite for cold sleeping and walking, and cold water is required...

"General, the water is coming!" There was a voice outside, but Yi Yan didn't let him in, got up and walked to the side of the cave, took the water, and said in a low voice, "Hang the curtain too to avoid the wind."

Even in the summer night, the mountains were very cold, and he couldn't let the lord really suffer from the wind chill. The man hurriedly followed suit, and Yi Yan returned to Liang Feng with the water basin.

On the thin black blanket, the man was unconscious, his clothes wide open, shaking, like a gust of wind that could **** a person away. Yi Yan's body also shook, he knelt down quickly, soaked in cold water with a cloth towel, and wiped it up. His movements were extremely fast, and his cold sweat was wiped away without much effort.

Yi Yan stopped his hand movement, took out the water bag, poured half a bowl, and set it on the side of the campfire. Afterwards, he took out the little gourd that was hidden next to him. This is the alcohol Jiang Da specially gave him. The wound on his shoulder has not healed. You must apply a little when changing the dressing to get better and faster.

People in the hospital said that this wine is too mellow and can hurt people's lives, so it should not be drunk directly. But in the wilderness, where is there alcohol to eliminate the poisoning of powder?

The water in the bowl was hot, Yi Yan gritted his teeth, tilted the gourd, and the thin wine line fell into the bowl along the round mouth. Suddenly, the rich aroma of wine wafted. He took off the bowl and let it rest for a while, and waited until the bowl wall was no longer hot before holding it up. Embracing the trembling body halfway in his arms, he joined the bowl.

The copper bowl rested on the pale thin lips. However, I don't know if it is because of the pain or the cold. The man's teeth are closed tightly, and the drink can only slide down the corners of his lips and fall between his neck. Yi Yan's hand froze, and after hesitating for a while, he picked up the bowl and put the warm drink in his mouth, then leaned over and pressed his lips together.

The deadlocked teeth were gently pried open by the tip of the tongue, and the extremely rich liquor slid into the throat along the base of the tongue.

Liang Feng felt that he had fallen into the water. The water was icy cold, and his whole body was numb. The water was undulating and tossing endlessly, wrapping his hands and feet, and strangling his throat, even if he struggled desperately, he couldn't get rid of it. However, there is always a touch of temperature very close to the side, like a flashing firefly. It made him want to snuggle, draw, hug him fiercely, and escape the torture of the cold.

Cold and hot, like a shadow, pulling each other, driving his consciousness crazy. The scorching heat returned to the abdominal cavity, and the skin all over his body seemed to grow dense spikes, itchy and numb, and it was so intense. Something in his head was wailing, groaning, and screaming.

Give me relief! Give me relief!

At this moment, a warm current appeared. Snaking down the throat, sweet and spicy, the screaming consciousness was smoothed inch by inch, and the ice spikes were washed away. The heat in my chest burst open with a bang. Liang Feng only felt that all the hairs were standing up. This is what he wants!

The frozen tongue came alive instantly. He sucked back hard, entangled with the warm and moist things. Plunder the rain of life-saving from there. This is not enough! Of course not enough!

With a bang, the copper bowl fell to the ground.

Yi Yan's breathing was suddenly chaotic. In his mouth, that obedient soft tongue suddenly moved, wrapped around the tip of his tongue, plundering the drink in his mouth, like a cub waiting to be fed, hungry and thirsty, and fierce. Unsuspectingly, he froze all over, and the pungent alcohol rushed down his throat into his nasal cavity, and also evoked the flames that had been suppressed for too long.

Consciousness collapsed at that instant, and he couldn't help but kissed back awkwardly, trying to cater to that dexterous tongue. However, when the hot palm touched the cold shoulder, it was like a basin of cold water poured down. He remembered what this place was and what he was doing!

Pushing away the person in his arms embarrassedly, Yi Yan panted heavily, sweat dripping down his back, whether it was cold or hot: "Master..."

He can't take advantage of the emptiness, can't just ruin what he has left. He is helping the lord to suppress poison, he is feeding alcohol...

However, the goal is a pair of round black eyes. Liang Feng opened his eyes at some point, and looked straight up. There was no look in those eyes, only chaos and hunger.

The thing that could save him escaped, and he wants to catch it back!

Unexpectedly, there was vigor, Liang Feng bounced up and rushed forward! Both hands firmly grasped Yi Yan's skirt and kissed it again. It was a real tongue kiss, exhausted, and unconscious technique. He didn't really wake up, he just followed his instincts, plundered, scrambled, exhausted everything, and let the unquenchable evil fire in his chest erupt!

This crazy strong kiss caused Yi Yan to fall to the ground. The naked body in his arms was constantly twisting like a live fish, and that presumptuous soft tongue could almost **** away the remaining reason. The blue veins on the forehead bounced and jumped, and Yi Yan suddenly turned over, pressing the person under her body, grabbing the messy wrist in front of her chest with one hand and nailing it to the ground fiercely.

"Lord...you...you are poisoned..." Every word was forced out of his throat. Yi Yan's eyes were red, and he insisted, "You want to go away...you want to drink..."

However, any rhetoric is useless to Liang Feng, who is ambiguous. The fire burned in his body, dispelling the chill, dispelling the pain, rushing and boiling frantically, looking for an outlet for catharsis! He held it for too long for too long, no one could take the warm body from him. He also grasped the consolation, using it to soothe aching body!

Liang Feng's leg hooked, and his bare thigh slid up against the waist of the bee, and then tightened again. The sexual organs that have been erected, because of this action, are attached to the flat and tight abdominal muscles of the body. There is firmness and flexibility, sweat is sticky, and there is also pleasant heat, which can let him completely pour out the heat!

Yi Yan's breathing was interrupted. The person under him was like an uncontrollable python, twisting vigorously, trying to wrap his body around him. Long-term exercise made the figure no longer dry and thin, and the thin muscles were wet and stretched to the extreme. Under the orange campfire, the fair skin looked like golden light.

The man's face also changed. No longer graceful, no longer confident, no longer gentle, but a gorgeous pink, the end of the eyes is like a thick rouge smeared with water. His figure was reflected in the dark and godless eyes.

Yi Yan let out a choked groan, the invincible, seemingly stiff shoulders collapsed and surrendered to the man's feet.

The trembling lips pressed against the pale thin lips.

The ferocious tongue kiss came back. Hungry and thirsty, stirring the roots of his tongue, sucking his teeth, even greedily trying to penetrate, touching the small tongue in his throat. Yi Yan hadn't tasted this, but he stumbled, learning to keep up with the frantic rhythm, chasing the opponent's lips and tongue.

The breath became sticky and gradually melted into one piece, the restrained wrist broke free and began to wander around. It seemed to hold tight, and it seemed to be torn apart. There is also the thin waist, which keeps moving, bumping, and finds a catharsis passage.

Yi Yan wrapped his hands tightly around the man's chest and abdomen, and sat up abruptly. The wide overcoat draped over his body floated with this movement, and then fell on the two of them again. Because of this action, Liang Feng couldn't help leaning forward and straddling Yi Yan's legs. A pair of powerful arms tightly hugged his chest and abdomen, pressing him against the solid steel chest.

This is still not enough. Muffled, Liang Feng's hand slid down, trying to hold his erect penis. But someone rushed in front of him, slid his big hand with a rough, hard cocoon to his crotch, and caught the hard thing.

"No..." That force was too strong, and Liang Feng couldn't help but groan, trying to curl up.

However, this voice did not recall Yi Yan's reason. On the contrary, he pressed harder, as if he was going to stick the pillar of meat on the flat abdomen. There was no rhythm, no rhythm, just rubbing and squeezing, greedy. Rubbing every inch of delicate skin.

The flame burned out the last reason, Liang Feng vigorously encircled the arm under him, and bit on it. Something was squeezed out under him, and it was sprayed viscously between the opponent's fingers.

"Master..." Yi Yan whimpered shortly. The pain in the neck made him tighten his body. Then, he pressed the slender waist in his arms and slammed it up.

Without taking off his pants, the rough cloth rubbed against the bare crotch. Just vented, how sensitive there was, Liang Feng couldn't help shrinking, and wanted to stay away. But the hand pressed on his waist was like a confinement, without giving way.

Like a groan or a soreness, he screamed long, fingers up, and digging into the light brown bun of the other party. The copper hairpin fell and the curly hair fell apart. Yi Yan raised his head regardless, and swallowed the sound of soul-eating into his abdominal cavity.

Hot liquid burst out of the pants, making a piece of it wet. There was a buzzing in Yi Yan's brain, and even his body trembled.

This is his! Only belongs to him! No one can take it away!

However, this time, the eager kiss did not get a response. The body in his arms slumped softly, as if his muscles and bones had been pulled out.

A burst of cold air rushed to his back, and Yi Yan suddenly let go of the person in his arms and tried lightly with his hands. When the warm nose sprayed in his hands, he returned to his soul. The lord is okay!

At this time, other things rushed into the eyes without mercy. The redness and swelling of the corners of the lips, the purple and blue on the body, and the turbidity sticking to the hips, in the open clothes, the body is simply terrible.

With a buzz in his head, Yi Yan shook again. What did he do? He hurriedly picked up the cloth towel in the basin, and he wiped it off, wanting to wipe off those traces a little bit. But how can it be done?

What did he do? !

With a choke, Yiyan clenched his fist and smashed it to the ground!

Blood burst out in an instant, and it seemed that the sound of broken bones could be heard. But he didn't feel anything, and even the gray-blue eyes had lost their luster.

After a long time, Yi Yan raised his hand and gently brushed across the sleeping face. I don't know if it was a loss of strength, those terrible symptoms have passed, and he seemed to be asleep.

The blood on the finger bones dripped down the white cheeks. Yi Yan took a breath, reached out his hand to pick up the hairpin, and ran up the mess. After that, he carefully cleaned the cloth towels, and again carefully wiped away the sweat and dirt on the person's body, and gathered up his clothes.

Everything is hidden under the thin shirt.

Yi Yan didn't move, letting the flames flicker, the cold was exposed, as if sitting on the side of the person.

On the second day, it was still dark. The group set off again and headed towards Lucheng.