The General Is As Urgent as Law

Jiang Ye and Wei Lin were inexplicably assigned to protect Xue Ziqin, which sounds like a promotion. After all, they are usually placed next to the general, and they are usually entrusted with heavy tasks. But this is not the case. Except that the two of them stayed in the account of the general, the rest of the matter was that when the general was away, he chatted with the teenager to relieve the boredom.

"The situation was urgent at that time. I saw Jiang was about to die. Immediately, he swept the legs of the enemy with a whirlwind of super invincibility against the enemy, and then saved Jiang." Wei Lin said while lifting his leg At the edge of the couch, the smallpox tells the teenagers about what he and Jiang once experienced on the battlefield.

The teenager heard it with great interest, and was laughed at by Wei Lin ’s long trick name. Jiang also sat next to him peeling tangerines. Wei Lin ’s untruthful experience of adding oil and vinegar heard him uncomfortable, and he did not intend to leave Wei Lin at all. Order some face. He handed half of the peeled oranges to the teenager and half took it in his hands and said, "Nonsense, I'm going to save you, don't you just make it up?" He broke it into his mouth.

Xue Ziqin sent this mandarin to buy it in the city. Needless to say, he knew it was for the young.

Carrying Xue Ziqin, Jiang also tasted one, the taste was really pleasant, sour and sweet, so he took the initiative to take the job of peeling oranges, peeling for the teenager, and eating for himself.

"Give me one." Wei Lin watched Jiang Ye shove all his petals into his mouth, and he didn't want to discuss who saved who and asked for oranges.

"You have to eat it yourself." Jiang also said to throw one to Wei Lin.

Wei Lin reached out and took it, complaining while peeling: "Why don't I have Xiao Mu's treatment?"

"Then you folded the ribs, and I promise to peel oranges for you." Jiang also said.

The young man was very spirited these days, and Xue Ziqin was not in the general account during the day. Instead, Jiang Ye and Wei Lin accompanied him to gossip every day. It was more about watching the two quarrel. He said with some envy: "You are like this, Life is very interesting, not like me. "

After Wei Lin peeled one, it did n’t look like Jiang was eating so beautifully. The tangerine was not big. He threw it into his mouth and chewed and said vaguely, "The general is so good to you, We still envy ... "

"Talk after you eat!" "Oh ..."

The young man was reminded of Xue Ziqin's face by Wei Lin's words-he always felt that he had met with this Xue Xue, but he couldn't help but think of nothing, those flashed in his mind from time to time The picture can never be a complete story. Even the name "Tang Mu" felt like a fake.

Perhaps Xue Ziqin was lying to him, but he didn't call it this name?

Perhaps Xue Ziqin didn't know him at all, so why should he be so obedient to him?

"General Xue said he was acquainted with me." The teenager returned truthfully.

The orange was sweet and sour just now, and Wei Lin got greedy when he ate. He reached out to Jiang Ye and touched it back. He continued peeling and said, "Since it's an old acquaintance, what Xiao Mu can't remember, ask. Is n’t General Xue just fine? Maybe after hearing it a little, I can remember it. "

"Agree." Jiang also rarely agreed with Wei Lin's words, and then nodded.

"I asked, but General Xue seemed unwilling to say." The teenager said, his brow furrowed, thoughtful.

Wei Lin looked up at Jiang Ye, who was also looking at him.

The two of them thought that they were almost the same. Xue Ziqin could not have any "overcome intimacy" with the teenager?

But the teenager's brow furrowed was totally unrelated to Xue Ziqin. These days he recuperates in the general's tent. In the daytime, Jiang Ye and Wei Lin are the company. He rarely finds his memory deliberately, because every time he forcibly thinks, his brain is as painful as it is about to split. But after falling asleep at night, he had many dreams scattered. The woman who had dreamed of Jinyi Huafu also dreamed of a very anxious man's face, as if shouting his name, but after waking up, he could not remember what the man shouted.

I just think it must not be the word Tang Mu.

Just when a few people were speechless and a little quiet, a voice from someone outside the account said: "I will give Tang Gongzi medicine."

The voice was lifted as soon as the curtain fell, and Wei Lin unconsciously put his feet down on the couch, and immediately stood obediently, and Jiang Jiang, too, was more calm, how to sit on the couch or how to sit. The person who came in was Luo Yansheng.

Three years later, listening to Zhong Yi said that Luo Yansheng has long been a master of medical skills and has become a good player in the Northern Army. Perhaps the nutrition in the barracks was not very good. Luo Yansheng was older, but his body had not changed much. It was slightly taller than before, and it looked the same as the 16-year-old boy.

Wei Lin saw Luo Yansheng relax at once, and sat on the couch at random like a boneless person. He even lay down more than just now. He lay down most of the time and looked at Luo Yansheng with his head in his hands: "Yan Sheng ... I thought it was General, scared to death. "

"Brother Wei is good, Brother Jiang is good." Luo Yansheng's temperament hasn't changed much, he still behaves well, and occasionally blushes, especially easily embarrassed.

Jiang also nodded, counted as a hello, and turned to look at Wei Lin's unformed look, and an unhappy "boom" sounded, but Wei Lin was unmoved, so he lay down and chewed with Luo Yansheng. Come: "Some days I haven't seen you, how are you doing?"

"It's good." Luo Yansheng walked into the couch with a medicine pot in his hand. But now that Xue Ziqin's general's couch, not only lay the teenager who was half a few, but also the Jiang Ye who was peeling oranges, and Wei Lin was lying lazily at the feet of the teenager. Where can I give the teenager medicine?

Jiang also got up and made a place to remind him: "You haven't let it go, Yan Sheng has no place to feed the medicine."

"Oh ..." Wei Lin realized that he and Jiang had occupied their positions. He quickly got up and stood with Jiang.

Luo Yansheng poured a bowl of soup medicine with a medicine pot and sent it to the teenager.

The teenager took it, frowned uncomfortably at the smell of medicine, but without a word, he grunted and drank.

"How are you feeling these days?"

"Fortunately."

"Offended ..." Luo Yansheng said, reaching for the boy's chest and touching it, and then touching it around his waist, and asked, "Can it still hurt?"

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt that much."

"In another month, I should be able to move around and recover very well." Luo Yansheng said, closing his hand and lifting the medicine pot again, "Then I'll go first, Tang Gongzi has a good rest."

The teenager nodded, no thanks. Luo Yansheng didn't care about these things, and after saying hello to Jiang Ye Wei Lin, he left.

Jiang also looked at Luo Yansheng's back, for a moment he was in a trance.

Wei Lin also looked at it, and he also made a sentence with Jiang: "I usually can't see it. Looking at the back like this, Yan grows taller."

Jiang also thought about his own affairs and did not answer Wei Lin. Seeing that he didn't move, Wei Lin touched his shoulder a little, and then asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's been a long time since I've disappeared, I don't know if I have grown taller."

"homesick?"

"A little bit."

Wei Lin turned to his shoulders and patted gently: "There is always a chance to go home and see."

The teenager saw that they were talking and did not intervene. He picked up the book he hadn't finished reading and looked at it again. Since he said that Xue Ziqin's soldiers' books were boring, Xue Ziqin didn't know where to get a lot of books back, not only some folk anecdotes, but also history books, or literary poetry collections.

Jiang Ye asked Wei Lin back: "Do you not want your mother?"

"What should I say ..." Wei Lin put his hand back and scratched his hair. "I haven't seen my mother since I was five years old. If you think about it, I really didn't think so ..."

"Oh ... didn't you see it last time?"

"Yeah, after saying a few words, I don't know what to say."

When Wei Lin said this, Jiang also quietly looked at his face. His expression was a bit dazed, not like the soldiers in the army talking about their relatives in their hometown.

Wei Lin also wanted to say something, but he glanced a little at the side, remembering that the teenager was still here, he stopped mentioning this stubble and sat on the couch again. He picked up the other books on hand by the teenager, glanced at it, and said, "'Gongyu period biography'? What is this?"

He knew the first few words at first glance, but Wei Lin couldn't figure out what it meant. He looked at Jiang Ye, his eyes full of help, Jiang also took the book from his hand, looked at it, and said, "This word is not 'Jade'."

"what is that?"

"This ... is not 'jade' anyway."

The young man's attention was removed from his poetry collection, and he looked at the book in Jiang Ye's hand.

He didn't seem to have read this book before, so he reached out to Jiang and asked to come over and said, "'Guanyu period biography', this word is '玊'."

"'玊'?" Jiang also listened to him and repeated it involuntarily, which instead revealed that he did not recognize the word.

Wei Lin seized the opportunity and sneered at him quickly: "Don't you know? Do you still pretend to be with me?"

"I said I met?"

"Isn't that your understanding?"

"Whether you know me or not, you don't know anyway."

Jiang Ye's remarks similar to Lai Pi made Wei Lin not know how to pay back each time. It used to be that he had said nothing about Jiang, and now it seems that Jiang has really grown a lot. Wei Lin groaned disdainfully, then looked at the teenager with curiosity and asked, "What does this book mean?"

"It's just a person named" Public Period ", his biography." Said the teenager.

Jiang also asked, "What does this word mean?"

The teenager looked at the word "玊" in a trance, and his speech was a little vague: "Bad jade ..."

"Whether this person's surname is" gong "or surname" gong ye "..." Wei Lin then asked.

But this sentence could not be heard in the ear of the teenager.

In his mind is the meaning of the word '玊' that he just explained.

Not his voice, but the voice of a woman, the woman in a dream.

The woman's fierce face, looking at him, condescending, saying, "Hang, haha, Cen Lihang. In your father's eyes you are just a flawed jade, do you know? Your father and emperor don't love you at all, you are just Defective products are not needed, "the woman's voice was sharp and angry, making him start to tremble from the depths of his heart. The picture in my mind changed again, and it was another man's face, and he smiled wretchedly at him and said, "In this palace, don't say men, no woman can be more beautiful than you."

"Hanger."

"Even Jinfei is too lazy to care about you, do you think you still have a place to stay in this palace?"

"I will take you for a snack."

"I will protect you."

"Xianer !!!"

Countless people, countless words twisted together in his mind, and finally fixed on the face of an anxious man, and shouted his name.

The boy's face was pale and his breath was short.

Jiang Ye and Wei Lin were still thinking about who was in the "public period", and suddenly heard the rapid breathing in his ears, and looked at the young man at the same time.

"Xiao Mu, are you okay? Xiao Mu?" Wei Lin asked tentatively, but although the teenager opened his eyes, his eyes were out of focus, and he didn't know where to look. He reached out and shook before the boy's eyes. The boy suddenly closed his eyes and fainted.

"He fainted, he fainted!" Wei Lin shouted in panic.

Jiang also looked at the situation in front of him and didn't know what was going on, but Wei Lin shouted in a panic like this, only disturbing his mind, and opened his mouth and said, "I saw and saw, please hurry to find Zhong Yi, I'm here Stay here. "

The juvenile was still leaning on Ping Ji. At this moment, he fainted, and the man was still half lying on Ping Ji. He started to gently hug the young man, moved away and let the young man lie down, Wei Lin quickly left the general account, went to find Zhong Yi.