Chasing King

Finally, he went back to the war. Liang Guang was very worried about this, because the king of Liang had famous Navy officers, sufficient warships and well-trained sailors, and now he still occupies the right place of Dongting Lake.

They reversed the situation under the weak situation, successively won Kuizhou and Jingzhou, and forced the king of Liang to fight a decisive battle in Dongting Lake. They had already exhausted their efforts and suffered heavy losses. If they failed here, they would not regret for a thousand years.

"General Zhao and Dijiang's army have written to the imperial court to move reinforcements again. Nanchang and Jiujiang will send 20000 troops. When they attack our army, they will be able to break it. But the problem now is..." Liang Guangdao, "they are still in the whole army, at least half a month."

"Can our food last half a month?" Feng Ye asked.

Liang Guang shook his head: "reluctantly, the rebels will not delay."

Ge Zhong said: "magistrate Liu and I will try our best to raise food and grass for the needs of the front line."

"Can Mr. Ge raise a thousand stones in two days and send them first?"

"This..." Ge Zhong frowned, rather embarrassed, but it was better to promise, "OK!"

"I'd like to trouble Lord Ge for one more thing." Yan Sikong.

"Please, Mr. Yan."

Yan Sikong looked at Liang Guang: "I want to ask Mr. Ge to write a letter and persuade him to surrender to the king of Liang. What do you think of Mr. Changshi?"

Ge Zhong sighed: "if my advice is useful, why is it so?"

"The king of Liang killed or imprisoned the officials of the two lakes, but only put Mr. Ge under house arrest, which shows that the king of Liang is in awe of Mr. Ge. This letter is not really to persuade him to surrender, but to delay for some time, waiting for reinforcements. The nephew, daughter-in-law and grandson of the king of Liang are all in the city, or we can start with this."

Liang Guangfu said: "I also have this intention. Now only GE's words have enough weight."

"So, I am duty bound." Ge Zhong said, "it's not too late. I'll write it now. Please wait for me for a moment."

"Thank you."

Ge Zhong got up and went to his study. He came back with the letter in his hand and gave it to Liang Guang.

Liang Guang spread out his letter, and the three read it together. In the letter, Ge Zhong knew that he was righteous and moved by emotion, and his words were very sincere.

"Good!" Liang Guang arched his hand and said, "if you have this letter, you must ask the king of Liang to sit and stand. I'll send it to you immediately."

"Lord Liang, don't give it to Shizi." Yan Sikong said, "I think that this letter should be handed over to King Liang secretly. I can't let the soldiers in his account know it. Otherwise, King Liang will think that we are trying to make a dissension plan, and it will be self defeating."

"Lord Yan is thoughtful." Ge Zhong said, "don't send messengers. Let a scoundrel secretly deliver them to the king of Liang."

Liang Guang nodded and handed the letter to Fengye: "Shizi, it's up to you."

Fengye Baoquan: "Changshi, don't worry."

Ge Zhong left them to have lunch in the house, but they politely refused.

Leaving the governor's house, Yan Sikong made a dizzy appearance. Feng Ye frowned and scolded, "look at you. I told you not to come out. I'll take you back to the post house."

Liang Guang Leng a Leng, is obviously to seal the wild such complain tone to feel uncomfortable, after all, sounds too intimate.

Yan Sikong said with a bitter smile, "Mr. Liang, I'm not a good official. I'm a little weak. I can't help you with your business today."

Liang Guangdao: "the body matters, go back to rest quickly."

Feng Ye called a carriage and helped Yan Si get on the car.

Yan Sikong leaned in his arms and said, "the letter paper will be sent in the evening. Don't let people see it when you go out of the city."

"Don't worry about it." Feng Ye explored his forehead, "it seems that there is no fever."

"I'm just tired. It's OK." Yan Sikong sighed, "I haven't been so tired for a long time. It seems that it will take a long time to recover."

Feng Ye pursed his lips: "so you still get up so early today?"

Yan Sikong was stunned: "I am today..."

"Your bedding is cold. You've been up a long time." From the morning till now, Feng Ye has been holding this matter in his heart. Although it's not a big deal, he always has a lingering uneasiness that Yan Sikong conceals something. Therefore, even such a small matter makes him care about it.

Yan Sikong calmly said: "I had a nightmare. I dreamed that we were ambushed by the enemy in Qingxu Valley, the passes on both sides were blocked, and the rain of wood and stone arrows fell from our heads. You took us to break through several times, but we didn't succeed. The soldiers died in a strange land..."

Feng Ye hugged him and immediately cherished him: "it's just a dream."

"Yes, it's just a dream." Yan Sikong sighed, "but I'm afraid you're going to stay in my nightmare. I've never been so close to the sword and blood before. When I rush into the valley, if there are not soldiers around, I'm afraid I'll be killed soon. But you are trapped in the enemy's battle, which makes me scared."

"Don't be afraid, ordinary people can't get close to me."

"No matter how powerful you are, you are flesh and blood. You don't have three heads and six arms." Yan Sikong leaned deeper into Fengye's arms. "Then, I couldn't sleep. I thought of reading books and being quiet, but I was too tired to fall asleep at my desk."Feng Ye gently kisses Yan Sikong's forehead: "you are so upset, why don't you tell me?" He regretted that he doubted Yan Sikong for no reason. He seemed to be worried about gain and loss like a woman.

"I don't want you to worry." Yan Sikong said with a light smile, "I'm really tired. As long as I have a few days off, I won't think like this."

"Then you'll have a good rest, and everything will be managed by me and Chang Shi." Feng Ye gently patted Yan Sikong's back to show comfort.

Back in the post house, Feng Ye ordered the man to take the lunch to his room. Yan Sikong thought the dish was too light, so he asked Xue Bo to get him a bowl of white vinegar.

"Light?" Feng Ye tasted, "I tasted just right."

"I've lost my appetite recently. I'd like something tasty."

Feng Ye gave two pieces of meat to the clip, "eat more meat, you are thin."

"Yes." Yan Sikong looked down at himself and said with a smile, "if you are thinner, you will be more literati. How about that?"

Feng Ye also laughed: "I don't need to be fat and thin to show my style."

"But I should eat more." Yan Sikong put the meat into his mouth. "That day in Qingxu Valley, I rode my horse to hold the sword. It didn't take long for me to feel tired. I spent too much time on the desk, but my martial arts were a little wasted."

"You've been rushing in the mountains a few days ago. You've accumulated too much. When you have a good rest, you'll be all right. When you get back to the capital, I'll guide you in your swordsmanship."

Yan Sikong said with a laugh: "very good. I may become a great Xia if the little wolf king teaches me the sword technique." When he talked about the excitement, a chopstick overturned the bowl, and the bowl of white vinegar spilled on Fengye.

"Oh, dear." Feng Ye stood up.

Yan Sikong quickly took the cloth towel and wiped it for him, laughing and crying: "I'm afraid my eyes are dim, take off my clothes quickly."

"Feng Ye PI said with a smile:" in broad daylight, he asked me to take off my clothes. How can I be so anxious in the air? "

Yan Sikong said with a smile: "don't make trouble. It's going to take off soon. It's very sour. If you don't change your clothes, you won't be able to go out today."

Feng Ye first took Ge Zhong's letter out of his arms and put it aside. Then he took off his clothes. His room was next door. He wiped his stomach stained with vinegar and went back to his room.

Yan Sikong quickly disassembled the cylinder, took out the letter paper, dipped maohao in vinegar, and wrote two words under Ge Zhong's pen and ink.

The white vinegar soon moistened the back of the paper. Yan Sikong pricked up his ears to listen to the movement of the next room. At the same time, he kept blowing the handwriting. The vinegar quickly evaporated, and the wet handwriting was slowly disappearing. Yan Sikong listened to the sound of opening the door next door, so he had to roll up the letter paper and put it back into the cylinder.

As soon as Feng Ye puts on his clothes and enters the door, he sees Yan Sikong holding a simple tube and wiping it with a cloth towel.

"Is it dirty?"

"Just a little bit of it." Yan Sikong returns the tube to Fengye.

Feng Ye took it and put it in his arms again. He wrinkled his nose and smelled: "I'm afraid I'm still full of vinegar."

Yan Sikong said, "whose vinegar are you eating?"

"No one but you can make me jealous." Feng Ye ambiguous way, "hope you let me eat this time vinegar."

Both of them couldn't help laughing.

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in the afternoon, Feng Ye went to deal with the military affairs in the city, selected another competent subordinate, and quietly sent Ge Zhong's letter away.

It was not until the night fell that Fengye returned to the post house.

Yan Sikong is reading in bed.

Feng Ye closed the door, went to the bedside and took the book out of his hand: "didn't he say we had a rest?"

"I've been sleeping all afternoon, and now I'm in spirits." Yan Sikong said with a smile, "is everything done?"

"It's done. Don't worry."

"I don't know if Lord Ge can raise food."

"Lord Ge is in charge of the military and political affairs of the 27 states of the two lakes. Since he dares to promise, he will not break his promise." Feng Ye gets out of bed and holds Yan Sikong in his arms, kissing his Faji.

"It's just that there is a shortage of food and grass all over the country."

"Even so, it's no use worrying." Feng Ye clenched his waist, and his warm lips fell on his cheek and neck.

"Why didn't Chen Huan kill Ge Zhong? Ge zhongnai is the governor of the two lakes. Is it not endless trouble to keep him

"It's hard to say. It's not about friendship anyway." Feng Ye turns over and presses Yan Si Kong on the collapse, with bright eyes. "You are in my arms, but you can't concentrate on me. Should you be punished?"

Yan Sikong showed a lazy smile: "how do you want to punish?"

"Punish you..." Feng Ye lowered his head and bit his ear. "I'm only allowed to call my husband tonight."

Yan Sikong said with a smile, "I don't call you."

Feng Yela pulls Yan Sikong's clothes, kisses his lips wildly but tenderly, and says vaguely, "when you cry and beg for mercy under me, I'll see if you cry or not."

"Fengye I, I always have doubts Well... "

"What are you worried about?""I wonder why Chen Huan didn't kill Ge Zhong. Is it because of Duke Xie Ah... " Yan Sikong covers his neck. He is bitten by Fengye.

Feng Ye said with a smile: "dare to mention other men again." He pause, "neither men nor women are allowed to mention."

Yan Sikong chuckles, Feng Ye blocks his lips again, and the two kiss each other warmly. The whole room is soon filled with love