Royal Road

A pair of bones are distinct, white and slender hands pressed on his chest. Each finger was lustrous and slender, like a feather without weight, which seemed to touch his heart.

Looking up, the delicate lips came into view. The lips are full of lustrous luster and bright red blood stains, which are scary and make people bloody. The man seemed to be saying something, his lips moved lightly, and he could see the white teeth and the red soft tongue faintly. The faint fragrance of medicine wafts around the body, lingering everywhere.

He should be in his arms. When this thought came up, Yi Yan couldn't bear it anymore, folded his arms, and hugged the person in his arms. With a gentle touch, the pleasant medicinal scent disappeared instantly, and the person struggled, accompanied by a whine and a faint blood.

He should let him not be afraid and make him smile again. But he couldn't do it. It was as if a fire was burning in his body, and his whole body was trembling and his heartbeat was drumming. Holding the slender waist firmly, he leaned over and kissed it. Lips like petals trembled on his lips, soft and seductive heart trembled.

In the struggle, their limbs gradually intertwined, their long arms wrapped around his neck, and their nails were wedged into the flesh. It was cold, it was hot, it was all the joy he could feel, it was also pain, it was a dying yearning. If Ruowu's breathing is always in his ears, like crying, like forgiving, and panting...

Until the man called out.

"Yi Yan."

The voice was clear and peaceful, with a faint smile. Just like every call in the past.

Yi Yanmeng opened his eyes!

There was no one in front of him, only the tall wooden beams hanging from the roof. The room was empty, with no low couches or cases, not to mention the smell of medicine that could not dissipate. This is not the bedroom in the main courtyard, but the barracks in the camp. He has moved here since the construction of the new camp.

The taut heart fell in place, and immediately, an indescribable feeling surged into my heart. Yi Yan suddenly lifted the thick bedclothes, and the fine sweat beads all over his body turned into cold sweat by the cold wind, but he didn't care about that, instead he looked at the wet crotch and clenched tightly. The teeth are closed. Why do you dream of this? !

Pulling off the stained shirt, he jumped up from the bed and walked to the door. There was still some leftover water in the basin. Not caring about the temperature of the water, he took a hand and patted it firmly on his face.

The biting coldness seeped in along the ice water, giving birth to a slight pain. But this pain is not enough! Yi Yan only felt trembling all over, because of the cold and anger. Since that day, he has dreamed of absurd things for three consecutive days, but this was the first time that a real face appeared in the dream. How dare he dream of this? !

That is the lord! Saved him, saved the benefactor of the tribe! He taught him the art of war, book calculations, gave him the trilogy and all the trust, and treated him like a family student! He should have respected and loved him, how could he dare to be so blasphemous? !

The heavy breathing echoed in the room, and Yi Yan hit the floor with a punch. Blood burst out, but he ignored the wound on his hand. Instead, he jumped up, put on his robe, took off his bow and arrow, and strode towards the school ground.

In the past few days, the military has also been on vacation, and the school grounds are empty and there is no half-person figure. Holding the bow, he walked to the grass target. Taking a deep breath, Yi Yan raised the strong bow in his hand, the bowstring buzzed, and the arrow shot sharply, wiping the grass target and flew out. Another arrow, another arrow... Every time the bow sounded, it was like beating his viscera, tearing his arm, until the seventh arrow, the sound of a feathered arrow, pierced the bullseye!

His body was soaked in sweat, but the breath he exhaled was white, like a mist condensing in front of him. Yi Yan dropped his sore arm. That's something he shouldn't dream of. But in the dream, there is only unconcealed joy...

"Yingzheng!" A scout strode towards this side, "There is news from Taihang Pass, Luoyang City is broken..."

The voice came suddenly, and Yi Yan had already turned around and looked straight over. That is a face that makes people tremble. The gray and blue eyes went deep into the cold lake, with both exposed killing intent and resentment, as if he accidentally broke into some private forbidden place. I forgot all the shocking words, the scout opened his mouth, and did not squeeze out the remaining words.

But just for a moment, all the expressions on that face disappeared, and Yi Yan said coldly: "The King of Changsha is defeated?"

"No...no!" The scout awakened and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty has cut the official position of the King of Changsha, and Luoyang Kaichengna has fallen!"

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"What? The king of Changsha was cut off from an official position and Luoyang opened the city?" After hearing the horrifying news after a few days of rest, Liang Feng couldn't help but straighten up and asked sharply, "When is this?!"

"After the La Festival," Yi Yan replied, "I am afraid that it will be a few days since Kaicheng."

"The situation is not right!" Liang Feng thought for a moment and said flatly, "The King of Chengdu is attacking Luoyang. His Majesty is probably the one who would not want to see Luoyang City broken. Now that Luoyang hasn't heard any urgent news, he suddenly revoked the position of the Crown Prince of Changsha. There must be someone Make a difference from it."

After being here for half a year, Liang Feng has roughly figured out the ins and outs of this melee between kings. The cause of the chaos was Sima Zhong, the second son of Emperor Wudi Sima Yan, the emperor of the dynasty. When this guy was the prince, there were idiotic rumors, his IQ was worrying, and he was unable to control the world at all. After ascending to the throne, Queen Jananfeng, together with his relatives and imperial relatives, manipulated the government, ruined the court, killed auxiliary ministers, and killed the prince. Seeing that a woman could usurp power, the Sima family's young and strong princes with heavy soldiers in their hands could not sit still, and immediately started abandoning them, and began a chaotic battle for the power.

Before this battle, Luoyang had changed hands several times. Now these princes inside and outside the city, Sima Ying of Chengdu and Sima Yi of Changsha are the closest to Sima Zhong. They are half brothers and sons of Sima Yan. This siege battle is also a wrestling between the two. Hejian King Sima Yong stood on Sima Ying's side, and his general Zhang Fang led tens of thousands of troops and was the vanguard of Sima Ying's army. The East China Sea King Sima Yue and Dongying Company Ma Teng were trapped in Luoyang City by rebel soldiers.

A total of six Sima ethnic groups inside and outside the city during a great battle, it is not surprising that there are moths. However, the emperor could not remove the official title of Sima Yi in the light of love and ritual. No matter how stupid, after being abolished by his uncle Zhao Wang Sima Lun, Sima Zhong should know that the Chengdu king who is now marching south and wants to capture Luoyang has no good intentions. It can be said that the Changsha king is his only support now! What's more, with the current situation where the king is strong and the emperor is weak, it is hard to tell who controls Luoyang. How could the king of Changsha be easily wiped out of office?

Then there is someone else who cuts off officials and arrests people. Luoyang was trapped and lacked water and food. This endangered the lives of the nobles in the city. The king of Changsha is unwilling to surrender, and the DPRK is willing to be the leader of the party. It can be said that this is a small court coup. The king of Changsha violated the interests of most people and was imprisoned.

However, Liang Feng didn't care about things in the court, he was concerned about the situation in Luoyang. Now that the King of Changsha has been imprisoned, will the soldiers under his men who have been fighting desperately for months be convinced? Will the group of enemy troops who are blocked outside Luoyang City, lose their troops and defeat them, and hit a real fire, will they be reconciled? Maybe there will be chaos in the city!

"Send someone into Luoyang immediately! Go to the Shaofu to pick up Jiang Da back!" How can Liang Feng be negligent, if Luoyang City is in chaos, Jiang Da, a weak medical officer, can't escape. Anyway, the city was also broken. It shouldn't be a big problem to rescue people out in the name of Wang Clan in Taiyuan.

Yi Yan nodded: "I will arrange this."

"Send a few more, in case there are refugees, they can also be brought back through Taixing." I thought there would be no more refugees before the beginning of the spring, but now it seems that what he thinks is simple. It's just that these are easy to handle. After Luoyang is relieved, Sima Teng will also return to Bingzhou. I don't know if this guy will cause any more trouble after holding back in Luoyang for so long.

Alas, none of these idiots from the Sima family have stopped!

As he was thinking, Liang Feng shifted his gaze and suddenly caught sight of the scar on Yi Yan's left hand. He couldn't help frowning and said, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Unexpectedly, he would be discovered, Yi Yan's breathing was stagnant: "I accidentally hit it during practice."

This is clearly a self-harm by hammering the wall. Liang Feng's experience is so rich, he shook his head gently: "These few days are on annual vacation, and you will take a few days off. I am afraid that you will still be busy after the new year. If you can't stay in the camp, you can go to the house. It depends on the progress of your handwriting."

Yi Yan clenched his teeth in silence and nodded. He really couldn't refuse such an invitation. The wound on the fist was aching again, like a rope being pulled. It was just a dream, he shouldn't think too much...

"Go down and bandage the wound well. If you get injured in winter, it is easy to get frostbite, and it will be difficult to treat." Seeing Yiyan bowing his head silently, Liang Feng smiled, "Although the task is arduous, don't put yourself down. The pressure is too tight. Don't worry, Luoyang may have some trouble, we still have room for buffer."

This comfort comes with a sense of fearlessness. Those remaining images in the brain are like thin snow under the spring sun, disappearing. Yi Yan nodded vigorously, turned around and walked out.

Looking at the still straight figure, Liang Feng also sighed. There are still too few people available. If there were a few more talents, why did he push Yi Yan this little guy to such a point.

However, those who can study today are rich people. The so-called "bad families" are not really poor people, but are just "common people", that is, those small and medium landlord classes that cannot be classified as gentry. If you want these people to take refuge, there is really no other way besides being rich and powerful. In this world, being an official will die, and not being an official and not being able to recruit people is really terrible. Maybe it's time to run a class to find some children orphans from war to cultivate their own power?

Raising a few years is a handful of grassroots personnel, just to keep up with the pace of expansion of the team. With a silent orientation in his mind, Liang Feng took out a piece of paper and quickly remembered it.