After Waking up Beside the Villain

    Qifeng City lies on the Changgan River, a hundred miles away is Yusheng Pass. Yusheng Pass is vast and boundless, and the wasteland is long, connecting the long border.

    Dajin negotiated peace with Dazhou a few years ago, even though Chu Yunsheng relied on that victory, his bones were softened, and he only managed to recapture the ten northern land from Dazhou's tiger's mouth. Two fortresses. However, the twelve cities in the northern land were looted as early as when Da Zhou invaded.

    This kind of waste, it hurts the vitality, breaks the bones, and it is just a waste city that can’t be raised.

     Qifeng City is one of these twelve cities.

    A team of convoys driving on this official road is also a rare sight.

    The young owner, who took the lead on horseback, looked at the ancient city that was stained by the twilight of the sun, and narrowed his eyes. He always felt that it didn't look like a war-torn city that everyone could not avoid. Especially the wall, looking at it from a distance, it is completely integrated, and there are no gaps. It does not look like a giant stone and yellow mud.

    "The front is Qifeng City, the owner."

      It hasn't been evacuated yet, we either don't enter the city..."

    The young owner did not respond.

    They are caravans from the south, traveling all the year round. In addition to Dazhou in the north, there are some nomadic tribes that live between the two countries of Jin and Zhou.

    Da Zhou has spent many years fighting with Da Jin, and has no time to clean up and control these tribes. These tribes also stand on neutral feet. They don't help Zhou or Jin in the war, and they live their own lives by themselves. Year after year, it can be considered stable.

    Many caravans in Dajin often come to do business with these tribes, occasionally smuggling from them, and dumping some items between Dazhou and Dajin.

    Chu Yunsheng fought here last summer and autumn, and the caravans dared to put their heads aside. After all, people perish for wealth, birds perish for food, and the world is full of profit.

    It's just that most of the caravans are here, but most of them bypass the twelve cities in the north.

      As the owner did not change his way, he continued to head towards Qifeng City not far away.

    When they got close, the butler saw that something was wrong: "Master, there are people in this city? What is this city wall made of, why is there not even a stone crack..."

    The city walls of gray cement were first used on the twelve border cities in the north. The city gate is high, with the word "Qifeng" hanging on it. It is newly engraved, with black characters on a white background, and a silver hook painted on iron. An awe-inspiring edge is permeating it.

    The young owner looked up at the words for a while, and led the team to the downstairs of the city gate.

    There are two soldiers dressed in the Jin army at the city gate. They look young, but they have a serious evil spirit on their faces. They should have touched a knife.

    Seeing that it was a Jin army, the butler let go of his heart. It's just that they are surprised that there are people in their dynasty who are doing business, and they haven't heard the news of the reconstruction of the twelve cities in the north. Thinking of this, the butler dismounted, and while taking out the city fee, he asked these two soldiers to make a cliché: "Two officials..."

    The eyes of the two soldiers lit up when they saw someone, but when they watched the housekeeper take out the money, one of the older men immediately raised his hand to block and said: "Qifeng City does not receive city fees, Lu Yin Bring it, register at the gatehouse, and you can enter."

    The housekeeper was taken aback.

    In the early years of the Great Jin Dynasty, they did not exploit the people like this. But since the first emperor, the family has grown, and there are more and more silverfish in the court. Idea, income city fee.

    At first a penny or two, the emperor didn't care, and the people scolded a few words, but they didn't take it seriously. But over time, now even if a foreigner enters a county, they have to hand over a tael of snow-white silver.

    Suddenly hearing that there is no city fee, the housekeeper almost thought that this Fengfeng City was still in the hands of Da Zhou.

    After the housekeeper was stunned, he saw that the young owner had already registered the way guide and identity under the city gate building, and greeted people to enter the city. Before entering the city, the thin and thin scholar who was in charge of registering the road guide gave him a list with a smile, which was said to be an introduction in the city.

    "This Fengcheng, it's really a new city..."

    The young owner looked at the list and pondered, and led people through the long gate tower and into the city.

    The spacious and clean streets are criss-crossed, the neatly repaired houses are lined up, and there are food stalls or small shops standing on the street, coming and going, and it has its own popularity. The pedestrians on the road are sparse, most of them are thin and sallow, and at first glance they look like refugees, but they are different in appearance, and all of them are full of energy, like this city, exuding a vigorous vitality from the inside out.

    The wooden-wheeled carriages of the convoy all creaked and stopped.

    Whether it was a caravan or a bodyguard, they were a little stunned when they saw the scene in the city, and their faces were full of disbelief.

    There were also constant whispers in the convoy.

    "It is said that this is an abandoned city, but it looks like the county town in the south of the Yangtze River is more organized..."

    "What kind of paving is this avenue? It doesn't seem to have any slate cracks. Like the city wall, is there such a large slab of slate?"

    "Smells nice...what's that for food? Candy potatoes? What are candy potatoes...sugar made from potatoes and beans?"

    "Look over there, there are also schools and martial arts fields! It says that the public is free... Could it be that they don't charge money? There are still good things in the world that don't charge money for studying martial arts?"

    The convoy came in from the main street of Qifeng City, and it was very novel all the way.

    There are also many people on the side of the road looking at them, these foreigners. The streets are full of candy potatoes. As soon as someone in the convoy was curious, a few of them came after them with baskets.

    The young owner also noticed that in addition to the common people, there are patrols on the city streets, but they are not officers and soldiers, but young people with red tassel tied on their foreheads, just walking in groups Come here, but they are more tidy and solemn than the real officers and soldiers they have seen.

    The sunset was dark, and the young owner and the butler also went around the city.

    I have eaten potatoes that will ripen soon after planting, turned around the sweaty martial arts field, and saw several so-called border trade shops on the street, and then talked to the patrolling boys, at the end, young The owner and the housekeeper sat under the shed of the wonton shop, face-to-face and eye contact, unable to hide the surprise and contemplation in their eyes.

    For a long time, the butler sighed: "If all the twelve cities are like this, the heavens will change."

    The young owner said, "What if all cities in the world were like this?"

    The housekeeper was stunned for a moment. He wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he saw a fast horse whistling and slowing down, galloping past. The pedestrians on the street were used to it, and they all dodged lightly.

    The man on the horse was wearing a light armored cloak, his face was cold, and at first glance he was a man in the army.

    The child next to me refused to accept: "I want to be a general too! When a general, I will fight the big week! Sooner or later, I will tear up that **** covenant and avenge my grandma!"

& nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; "Me too, I am too! The teacher said, we can kneel down and sign up, we must stand up and tear! We have no ability now, but one day in the morning and evening, there will be skills ..."

    The voice got farther and farther, and the children gathered together and ran into the distance.

    The young owner was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "South of the Twelve Cities, Jingcheng, Central Plains, Jiangnan, Guangnan, Shuzhong... The places we have traveled are not one thousand, but eight hundred. The territory is vast, but lifeless. On the way here, I saw a sentence in the storybook - the young people in Beijing talk about peace, but the children in border towns dance with silver spears."

    The housekeeper looked at the young owner, and then heard the young, hoarse voice asking with a lot of hope that was about to break through his chest: "Uncle Li, I'm really curious. Who built the city, is there only one such city... and the 12 cities in the northern land were recovered, who fell into their hands?"

    No one answered this question from the young owner, but the answer was actually in the yamen across the street from him.

    The light-armored knight who sped past the street hurriedly dismounted at the gate of the yamen, hurried into the yamen, and reached the study at the back.

    touch randomly.

    Only one person by the window seemed to be somewhat free, bowing his head and holding the lamp, looking at a sand table on the table. Surrounded by dim lights, that handsome man stood upright in a cramped place, but he was as cold as he was standing.

    The wind sneaking from the window cracks turned up Chu Yunsheng's robe sleeves, and he turned his head slightly.

    This light-armored knight is Di Yan, who walked in at this moment and whispered, "Your Highness."

    Chu Yunsheng brightened the candle wick and waved his hand: "It's getting late today, gentlemen, go back and rest first."

    Several people in the house who were burying their heads and working hard raised their heads from the files, and their expressions were a bit dazed.

    When she realized what Chu Yunsheng said, she was ecstatic again, got up and was about to leave.

    However, before the few people crossed the threshold, Chu Yunsheng added a sentence: "The water conservancy calculation of the Changgan River and the reclamation of the 10,000 acres of barren land in the Three Rivers, tomorrow, the king of Japan wants See."

    The face of joy and relief immediately froze, and the gentlemen turned around and picked up some scrolls and drawings with a bitter face, and a man in coarse cloth picked up two iron plowshares from under the table, He ran away from the study in a hurry, for fear of taking a step forward and chasing after him as if he was instructed to urge his life.

    Seeing this, Di Yan persuaded: "My lord, you have made these newly recruited staff so busy and haggard, I am afraid that people will not be convinced."

    Rebuilding and rebuilding the Twelve Cities in the North Land without the knowledge of many people is no small matter. These days, Chu Yunsheng has been almost sleepless, patrolling the river bank, checking the wasteland, visiting the refugees, and grinding his jade tree-like demeanor to a cold and rough point.

    He heard Di Yan's words, but he wanted to laugh a little, and said lightly: "Where did you see those haggard and thin people? I'm afraid they all have a good appetite and have a red face. The cook wants to call a colleague to help."

    Di Yan thought about it carefully, it seemed to be true, and suddenly felt a little ashamed, so he hurriedly said: "It's the subordinate who made a blunder. My lord, the Beijing Zhongbeiying is reporting, and the children's camp has entered Zhongyuanyao. On the thirteenth day of the mountain campaign, two villages were pulled out in a row, and one was killed and seven wounded.

    A confidential letter has been delivered.

    Chu Yunsheng took the secret letter but did not open it, but said, "One dead and seven wounded... How much did the Beiying team help?"

    Di Yan replied: "I was only responsible for the final touch."

    Chu Yun said, "This king underestimated them."

    Chu Yunsheng had the heart to ask the little emperor's safety, but since it was an ordinary secret letter instead of an urgent 800-mile letter, it means that whether it was the death or the injury, it was not Lu Feng building. He asked more, but he exposed Lu Fenglou to more danger.

    Training soldiers with bandits and sending the emperor to the eyeless sword is a dangerous move that hangs by a thread, and he should not add a bit of risk to it.

    Di Yan paid attention to Chu Yunsheng's expression and said, "Your Majesty is good at skill and popularity. Qingqi secretly focuses on protecting him."

    Chu Yunsheng was not surprised that Di Yan guessed his thoughts, opened the secret letter and said: "According to the previous arrangement, continue to practice. There is no need to change the plan to suppress the bandits. If the knife is not sharpened, it will rust. If it is rusted, it will be impossible to kill people.”

    He hesitated, then asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, March will be over, do you still have to do your majesty's crown ceremony?"

    The Dajin royal family has never had a young emperor ascend to the throne, so it was established by the ancestors. Mostly February-March according to precedent. But right now, it's the end of March.

    In fact, without Di Yan reminding, Chu Yunsheng did not forget.

    It's just that Lu Fenglou and Guanli are destined to be postponed until next year. Moreover, March was only a royal day, not Lu Fenglou's true 20th birthday. This year, the crown ceremony could not be held, but Chu Yunsheng did not forget Lu Fenglou's birthday ceremony.

    Across the dim candlelight, Chu Yunsheng's stern brows moved slightly, and said, "No need to do it. This king and His Majesty have other arrangements."

    After he finished speaking, he raised his hand to let Di Yan back out, leaving a candlestick alone to read a secret letter with him.

    In fact, there is nothing to see in the secret letter.

    One of them is the children's camp where Lu Fenglou is located.

    To put it bluntly, the children's camp can hardly be regarded as another way to exile and join the army. Chu Yunsheng moved many wealthy households who committed crimes and crimes a few years ago. According to the harsh laws of Dajin, the children of these wealthy families will be slaves and prostitutes, falling into **** and unable to climb out for a lifetime.

    However, Chu Yunsheng checked and checked, but he did not want to do anything wrong.

    He did not send these teenagers to be slaves, but divided them according to their age and family background, and brought them out and injected them into various barracks before their homes were raided, and even the little girls were sent to the north The twelve cities in the land became a batch of women's army or female gentlemen.

    Among them, the one selected for the Beiying of the capital was the one that Chu Yunsheng personally inspected and was a little more innocent. Although they were all young masters and soldiers who were not familiar with the world and dreamed of playfulness, they were better in the end.

    It is a good seedling that can sharpen a sword.

    Chu Yunsheng also found a sword holder for this sword from the very beginning. After fighting with blood and dying together, this sword will truly recognize its master.

    The news about the children's camp in the secret letter is that Lu Fenglou seems to be aware of it, and secretly sent people to the suburbs of Beijing and Guangnan. In these days of suppressing bandits, he intends to run in with the young masters and soldiers in the children's camp. It is cheap to send to the mouth, and this little wolf cub will naturally not take it.

    Chu Yunsheng's brows and eyes lowered slightly, and through this line of ink characters, he seemed to see that romantic face, with a smile that was not a smile.

    The second news in the secret letter that caught his attention was the family's actions.

    The family has been silent for a long time since New Year's Eve, and several court meetings have appeared sullen, as if they have made up their minds to keep a low profile and keep calm.

    But under this quiet exterior, there is some movement. Three days ago, the family seemed to have sent someone to Diezhou.

    About Diezhou, whether it is the plot of the original book or the memory investigation as the regent, Chu Yunsheng has no impression, and he can't feel the intention of the family for a while. If it is really related, it is that the garrison in Diezhou belongs to the Li family army, the Li family of the four great families. The rest are unknown.

     Sitting in the messy study room overflowing with the fragrance of ink, Chu Yunsheng stared at a bean lamp on the table, and somewhat missed the leisurely and sloppy worlds before.

    Intrigue and intrigue, he didn't like it very much. The only thing that can be called interesting is to raise a little wolf cub who loves to bite people.

    The tongue of fire rolled up in a flash.

    The more you fear, the more you come.

    A sealed letter came diligently, I didn't expect that one day a rush of eight hundred miles came.

    Chu Yunsheng was still on the embankment of the Changgan River when he received the expedited message. The first heavy rain of spring in the northern region came crashing down, and the dark clouds covered the sky and the sun.

    The ice and snow in the upper reaches of the Changgan River melted, and the lower channel was narrow.

    There was an old gentleman who didn't care about his identity and grabbed Chu Yunsheng's arm: "My lord... I want to thank my lord for this time! This long dry river runs around the twelve cities in the north for nearly a hundred miles, and has suffered from floods for many years. Infinite, every early spring, countless acres of fields are submerged! When this old man was still on duty in this county, he was thinking about how to manage it, but how many people he recruited and how many ideas he came up with was a drop in the bucket!"

    "This time... if there was no guidance from the lord, if there was no such thing as cement, we would not have survived the flood in early spring so easily! This old man represents the people of the north, thank you lord!"

    If there is no excess as usual, there is another matter.

    Just as I turned around, I saw a horse galloping in the distance, breaking through the rain curtain, splashing mud and water, and a flag of emergency was erected on the horse's back.

     "My lord, it seems to be an urgent post!"

    Chu Yunsheng's complexion changed, and an ominous feeling filled his heart.

    He swung away the person holding the umbrella beside him, and quickly walked down the river bank.

    The horse's hooves stopped in front of him, and the heavy rain pressed down on the eyelids, almost suffocating the breath.

    The messenger got off his horse and said quickly: "My lord, the Beiying Children's Camp entered the Taiyang Mountains four days ago to suppress the bandits, and Ping'an Village harbored a large number of deserters and fugitives. Wang. Ping'an Village is very powerful, and the camp of children strayed into the trap, and was trapped for two days to break through and win—"

    The messenger's words that were beaten to pieces by the rain suddenly stopped.

    Chu Yunsheng's eyes were covered with frost, and he squeezed the words out of his throat: "How is the person?"

    "Your Majesty!"

    Di Yan jumped in horror, but when he caught up, he only saw Chu Yunsheng's chin taut, washed away by the pouring rain, as cold as ice: "Everything in the twelve cities is the same as before. "

    Leaving only such a sentence, the horse's hoof was raised high and galloped out, Chu Yunsheng's figure disappeared in the rain in the blink of an eye.

    Di Yan reluctantly wiped the rain on his face, and sighed to himself: "The emperor can't do it, he loves to be the queen... That's all, as long as you don't have a clean body in the future, you can serve you when you are old. ."

    Torrential rain and muddy roads.

    Chu Yunsheng changed two horses on the road, and finally caught up with the camp of children returning to Beijing when the rain stopped two days later.

    It is early evening and clears up after the rain.

    The continuous fire clouds cover the sky, majestic and magnificent, reflecting everything in a brilliant red.

    There are still two days away from Beiying. The children's camp has been fighting bandits for days and days.

    Seeing that the rain had stopped and the sky was getting dark, I did not rush to hurry, I set up camp in a clearing outside the woods, and rested for the night.

    Chu Yunsheng got off his horse when he arrived outside the camp, and did not enter rashly. Instead, he waited for the light cavalry patrolling around to find him, and then asked Lu Fenglou where he rested, avoiding people to sneak in.

    This is a very small tent, barely able to stretch out your arms and legs, so you can only squeeze two people to live together. But obviously, Qingqi opened a small stove for the little emperor, and only Lu Fenglou lived in this tent. There was still a strong smell of medicinal herbs in the tent, which must have been a long time after drinking the medicine.

    The curtain hangs behind her, blocking the dim evening light, leaving only the darkness inside.

    Lu Fenglou was lying on the inside, with his back to the door, breathing slowly, as if he was sleeping. The slender figure was soaked in the shadows, less frail, and more beautiful and firm ups and downs.

    Knowing that the aura of the protagonist of this world should have been taken away when Bei Hanfeng was imprisoned, as long as Lu Fenglou and him did not make a big mistake, they would not have to worry about their lives, but This way, galloping in the rain and soaking wet, Chu Yunsheng still had to admit, knowing that he knew, worrying was also worrying.

    In case there is another Taoist Dinglan, in case there is a fallacy outside the plot—

    Chu Yunsheng's eyes and brows were cold. He used to have a clear and calm mind. For the first time, he was a little chaotic.

    He walked in front of Lu Fenglou, half-kneeled on the thin straw mat, and was about to lean over to see Lu Fenglou's injury, but suddenly there was a gust of wind breaking from his ear.

    But the danger was only for a moment.

    Chu Yunsheng looked at this familiar face, his heartbeat slowly calmed down: "I heard that Your Majesty is injured."

    With the wrist in his arms, Lu Fenglou leaned forward, pressing his entire upper body against Chu Yunsheng's chest.

      Did you come back from here?"

    The hot and humid breath rushed to her ears.

    Chu Yunsheng's grip on Lu Fenglou's wrist loosened, and he was slipped away by that wrist in an instant, and a snake like a snake burrowed in through the gap of the cloak, and Shang's delicate palm was stuck to his body soaked clothes.

    The clothes are thin and fit snugly.

    Chu Yunsheng remained motionless in the stinging pain, his eyes were calm, but when Lu Fenglou lowered his head and bit the strap of his cloak, he whispered, "Where is the injury?"

    "Arms and back, minor injuries."

    Lu Fenglou was so tender and tender that he couldn't bear such a little injury. But he looked at Chu Yunsheng's indifferent face so close to him, but he felt that the slight injury was suddenly aching like salt.

    He bit off the strap of the cloak against Chu Yunsheng's Adam's apple, and then bit down on the clavicle covered with the wet clothes.

    Chu Yunsheng suddenly pressed Lu Fenglou's waist, but did not move.

    For a moment, Lu Fenglousong opened his mouth, looked at the slightly **** tooth mark, and laughed: "The injury is not serious, but it hurts, so it will also make the teacher hurt. But the pain will go away. It hurts, teacher, don't put on the appearance that I have died. I've suffered a few knives now, but it's better than getting more knives in the future."

    But not all.

    After a while, he raised his hand to take the medicine jar, and said, "I will give medicine for Your Majesty."