Rebirth of a Star General

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The night shrouded the wilderness.

In the thatched hut, someone was hiding in the corner of the wall, his lips crawling, not knowing what to say.

"Master, people have found it. Xu Jingfu's men are chasing them down. The brothers are now a little unconscious. They may be brought back to the city and let him look at him." Luanying stood next to Xiao Jue and whispered Road.

This is the one who survived the Mingshui battle.

In the battle of Mingshui, the soldiers brought by Xiao Zhongwu were almost wiped out. Among them, the lieutenant general did not survive except Chai Anxi. The living soldiers have been dying one after another over the years. As for how they died, whether they died or not, no one cares. Five years have passed since the Mingshui battle. Perhaps no one in this world, except Xiao Zhongwu's son, will care about the dead Guangwu general, the dangerous conspiracy hidden in that famous defeat.

"There is no other way?" Xiao Jue frowned, "I'm afraid they won't be able to go back to the city like this."

"When I came out in a hurry, I only brought trauma medicine, and I never had a clear heart." Luanying shook his head. "Xu Jingfu's people chased them for seven days and nights, and the two of them can't bear it until they can't sleep."

Of course, the wheel war is a waste of energy, especially in such a wheel chase. Xiao Jue thought about it and untied a sachet from his waist, which was handed over to him by He Yan, a sachet made by Bai Rongwei. He squeezed the bag, pulled the rope away, and contained a tiny peace symbol and some herbs. Hehe Yan said, this is concentrating.

Xiao Jue poured out the herb and handed it to Luan Ying. "Take it and give them a sniff. They won't leave tonight. Change the place and let them rest for one night."

Luan Ying should come down.

After so long tracing the case of Xu Jingfu and Mingshui of that year, it is now not easy to finally find two witnesses who are still alive. But this also shows that Xiao Jue's ability over the years has gradually grown to a point where he can compete with Xu Jingfu. For example, this time he robs people and he wins.

You can't stay here for long, you have to change places. I found a family outside the city, and everyone settled down with the unconscious brother.

Chiwu and Feinu stood at the door of the brothers to prevent accidents at night. Luan Ying went out to inquire about the news. At night on the outskirts, it is always deserted. Especially in the autumn day, the rare human smoke is a dozen miles away, but the moon is white and bright, shining in the empty wilderness, like flowing silver water, Ping Bai gave birth to a bit desolate.

He actually doesn't like Mid-Autumn Festival. Because of Mid-Autumn Festival for him, he always reminded him of bad memories in the past. The more complete the moon is, the more lonely people appear. Near this time of year, he always had trouble falling asleep. In the past, he was in the military camp, and he could still read the official documents to see half-night.

Xiao Jue looked down and looked at the sachet in his hand. The herbs in the sachet were hollowed out, and there was only a flat layer. The Ping An Fu was a small one. After thinking about it, he opened the sachet and planned to re-insert the Ping An.

Although it was embroidered by Xiao's maid, the silk materials and patterns were selected by Bai Rongwei himself. Bai Rongwei is always very persistent in this matter, and the sachets are extremely delicate. Fingers touched, and the satin was as cold as moonlight.

Xiao Jue's eyes flicked slightly, and at the next moment, his fingertips crossed the place inside the sachet, and he felt a rough bump. This bulge on the flat satin surface looks very different. He lowered his eyes and turned the sachet over.

The inside appeared in front of Xiao Jue.

The sachet is embroidered in two layers, which are double-layer embroidered. The inner layer of the cloth is plain black with no patterns. However, at this moment, the cloth is also embroidered with a curved, bright yellow corner, which is not visible. What is it, but it can be seen that the people who embroider things do not dare to compliment the craftsmanship, and the thread ends are not cut clean.

How to say, the black horn outside the sachet and the yellow horn inside the sachet really don't seem to appear on the same work.

what is this? Xiao Jue raised his eyebrows. Bai Rongwei's craftsmanship was much better than this. If the maidservants of the Xiao family were made like this, it would be a bit scary to say. This sachet was given to him by He Yan. The entire Xiao family can make embroidery like this. No one except Miss He.

He tossed this sachet over and over, trying to find traces of other things embroidered by He Yan, but no, except for this yellow horn, she didn't embroider anything.

Xiao Jue cornered his mouth.

Is this practice with his sachet? Still practicing so sneaky, quietly, if he had to take the herbs inside to open the sachet, I am afraid that he would never find the secrets in his life. But what is the point of doing this? If you really need to practice your hands, you can find Zhang Baipazi embroidering endlessly, hiding in it, always feel that he has a deep meaning that he does not understand.

At this moment, in the wilderness, people's footsteps came again. A 12-year-old and a half-year-old boy came to him and smiled at him: "Master!"

This child is the son of Luan Ying, named Bai Di. He is very handsome and looks very similar to Luan Ying, but he is young and has some flesh on his cheeks. Unlike Luan Ying's cold and frost-like temperament, the white pheasant is like all young people of this age, innocent, and even has some words of tuberculosis.

He likes Xiao Jue very much. No matter how many times Luan Ying has warned him to be respectful and humble, he can’t be arrogant. Bai Jue can’t remember. Xiao Jue doesn’t care about these things, so wherever Luan Ying didn’t see, Bai Di only saw Xiao Jue will stick to it in every way.

Bai Di saw the sachet in Xiao Jue's hand at a glance. His eyes were so good that he could clearly see the embroidery on the cloth at night and blurted out, "Huh? This moon is really beautiful!"

"...The moon?" Xiao Jue was stunned.

Bai Di replied confidently, "Master, you see, the yellow one is bent, it's the moon!" He leaned closer and looked at the embroidery pattern in Xiao Jue's hands on his toes. He praised, "This is The black lining represents the night, the moon is embroidered on it, the moon in the night, represents the young master, you are the moon in the night, dazzling, dazzling!" The child said with a whisper, mysteriously He asked, "Master, is this the girl gave you?"

Xiao Jue: "..."

He was a little uncomfortable and took back the sachet. "No."

"How could it not be?" Bai Di was puzzled. "If it is not a girl, how could a man embroider such exquisite embroidery?"

Xiao Jue once doubted whether Bai Di was He Yan's brother, and their evaluation of "beauty" was really the same.

The white pheasant has to ask again, a voice burst out from behind him, "White pheasant!"

The white pheasant was so frightened that he slipped away and hid behind Xiao Jue. "Mother... I came out to the toilet and just saw the young master."

Luanying grabbed his ears and pulled him from behind Xiao Jue, "How many times have you said not to disturb young master, why is this child ignorant? Young master, sorry, I will take the boy back!"

Luan Yingti slipped back to the white pheasant, and Xiao Jue was left by the wilderness.

The moonlight shines in the black field, and the soil is stained with hoarfrost, such as the snow on the Weijiang River in Liangzhou, pouring into the cold.

Ruthless bright moon, sentiment return to his dream, he hooked his lips, turned to go, and suddenly, his footsteps suddenly seemed to think of something, suddenly raised his eyes.

In the memory, in the hilarious and laughing crowd, on the high platform, there was a girl’s face hidden under the mask, and there was a bunch of boring words.

"The last secret," she tipped her toes, leaning closer to his chin, her voice softly, "I like the moon."

"The moon doesn't know."

...

The day of entering the palace was soon arrived.

Xiao Jing and Bai Rongwei also had to enter the palace together, and he was a little surprised to learn that He Yan was not with them, but with Lin Shuanghe, but the mood of the two of them who were extremely considerate, did not ask much, waiting for Lin Shuanghe When the carriage came, He Yan was sent to the carriage and asked to see you in the palace.

Lin Shuanghe was sitting in the carriage, shaking his fan and said, "Huaijin probably afraid that you and Brother Rubi wouldn't be able to go together. We are all old friends and we are more comfortable with each other." He looked at He again. Yan sighed, "It is really his loss that Huai Jin failed to rush back today. Our sister He wore such gorgeous men's clothes, which is also awe-inspiring. If I entered the palace with me, there would be no way in today's civil and military officials. People can take away the light of you and us."

He Yan thought about something else and dealt with two perfunctory words. Seeing this scene, Lin Shuanghe thought she was nervous when she entered the palace, comforting him: "Don't be afraid, Sister He, there is a brother. I'm familiar in the palace, you can walk sideways, as long as you don't kill or set fire, you can find My grandfather settled."

He almost reached the point that Grandpa Keng had done a great job, and he took He Yan with him.

The carriage drove all the way, and I didn't know how long it took, and finally reached the gate of the palace. The guard in front of the palace was already familiar with Lin Shuanghe's carriage. Lin Shuanghe and He Yan got out of the carriage and walked with the leading palace attendant.

This is the first time He Yan entered the palace.

If it is this time in her predecessor, she should be nervous because she can see the emperor and get a reward. But once she died, she knew that the so-called future and wealth were like clouds. She entered the palace now, not for the future, but for the account of her previous life.

Bypassing the promenade garden in the palace and walking through the front hall, the monarch's palace banquet was nothing more than a celebration. The people who came were all people with heads and faces in the DPRK, such as Lin Shuanghe, but also because of the relationship between Lin Qingtan and Lin Mu.

In the front hall, a lot of people had already come. He Yan looked at it and did not see the shadow of the Xiao Jing couple. Lin Shuanghe whispered: "We are taking a short way, if Brother Bi should be taking a big road, maybe come It’s late. It’s okay, Brother He, I have been following you. When someone wants to say hello later, just say your name to help you meet some people."

As soon as the words fell, there was humanity: "Lin Shuanghe!"

But this person is not the one to come to meet He Yan, because this person is Yan He. Yan He wore his official gown, the woman standing beside her was beautiful and gentle, her appearance was not too stunning, but she was very attractive. She fell from Lin Shuanghe, "Mr. Lin."

This is Yan He's wife, Xia Chengxiu.

Yan He is doing whatever he likes. He looks at Xia Chengxiu's shoulders under his eyes and makes a mouthful at He Yan. "Cheng Xiu, this is what I told you, and I hate He Rufei's confidante as much as I do. But now it is Xiao Huaijin People," he looked at He Yan, "Do you want to do things with me?"

Before He Yan opened his mouth, Lin Shuanghe waved his hand agitatedly, "No! This kind of thing must of course end, how can there be a midway replacement?"

Yan He was puzzled: "Is this going to end?"

"Are you like Qin Muchu in your heart?" Lin Shuanghe looked at Xia Chengxiu. "Ma's wife, I'm worried for you."

Xia Chengxiu: "..."

Yan He was furious: "Lin Shuanghe, you shut up. Did you provoke you like this?"

Lin Shuanghe: "Just know it."

Yan He scolded Xia Chengxiu away, and Lin Shuanghe was relieved. He turned around and asked He Yan, but saw He Yan staring staringly in one direction. Lin Shuanghe followed her gaze and saw that not far away, someone was talking and standing in the middle was a young man in a robe. Swen Qingjun was not unfamiliar. This was Han Zhilin, Xu Zhiheng.

Lin Shuanghe was a little puzzled, He Yan stared straightly, and didn't know that she thought she was in love with Xu Zhiheng. However, Xu Zhiheng already has a wife's room, and besides Swen Qingjun, Chu Zhao is also very good. Xu Zhiheng is far worse than Chu Zhaolai.

Could it be that Zhu Zhao is not asking for a substitute? Lin Shuanghe's head was muddy.

At that end, Xu Zhiheng also seemed to find someone looking at him, and looked down at him. He Yan had Zhang Sheng's face here. Xu Zhiheng had never seen him, but knew Lin Shuanghe. Lin Shuanghe did not have an official position. Lin Qingtan and Lin Mu were also very good at being in the middle of the DPRK. Most of the officials in the middle of the DPRK were good friends with the Lin family. Seeing Lin Shuanghe also looking at himself, Xu Zhiheng was a little surprised at first, so he would not walk with his colleagues who came to Lin Shuanghe.

"Brother Lin." He stood in front of Lin Shuanghe and said warmly, "It's been a long time."

Lin Shuanghe knew Xu Zhiheng only because he was not familiar with it, but he was an individual, and he took advantage of the situation: "Yeah, I went to Liangzhou for a circle, or we Shuojing is good. By the way, this is me. The brother the state knows."

He Yan raised his eyes to Xu Zhiheng.

It has been more than two years and three years since she last "saw" Xu Zhiheng. The Xu Zhiheng in her memory is a gentle and considerate person. At least that skin sac can completely deceive a handsome son. Looking back now, I don't know if it is due to the heart, Xu Zhiheng's face is quite harsh.

He lost a lot of weight and his robes were already wide, which made him look more rickety. Because he was too thin, he also had some old looks on his face, and even the deliberate smile squeezed out, it looked particularly stiff.

Xu Zhiheng was also looking at the people in front of him.

This is a very beautiful young boy with a brisk eyebrows, a red round neck robe will make her lips red and white, a black belt around her waist outlines a very beautiful figure, the most attractive is the eyes, distinct It is a gentle shape, but its eyes are sharp. When the boy was far away, he stared straight at himself. Obviously this was the first time he met. He looked into his eyes, but he seemed to have all kinds of emotions, cold, gloomy, like seeing through him. All the disguise of people can't help but palpitate.

Xu Zhiheng was uncomfortable with such eyesight and turned to Lin Shuanghe, "This is..."

"Master Xu, don't look at this younger brother at a young age. Now he is His Majesty Wu Anlang, named He Yan. He will be our colleague in the future."

Xu Zhiheng originally had a smile and listened to Lin Shuanghe's words. When he heard that, the smile disappeared in an instant and asked, "What did you say... what's his name?"

"Master Xu," He Yan smiled and looked at him, "He is named He Yan, He Miao He, He Qinghai Yan Yan."

Xu Zhiheng's complexion changed greatly.

The juvenile’s lips were slightly curled up in front of her, and she looked friendly and green. However, when she looked carefully at her eyes, she smiled halfway. Like a cold pool of water, she brought people to such an afternoon. The young woman was Struggling with a bottomless abyss, a suffocating sensation forced the upper throat.

His throat was so dry that he couldn't say a word completely.

Fortunately, at this time, someone called Lin Shuanghe's name, originally Lin Qingtan, Lin Shuanghe dragged He Yan away, said: "Brother He, that is my grandfather, I will take you to take a look."

The person in front is gone.

Xu Zhiheng almost doubted that the name he had just heard was a dream. It was due to his uneasiness for a while, but when he looked up, he was standing beside Lin Shuanghe in the distance, talking to Lin Qingtan... This is a fact.

There was indeed a man named "He Yan" who appeared in front of him.

Xu Zhiheng was cold and sweating, and some colleagues found him strange, and asked with concern, "What is wrong with Lord Xu? His face is so ugly? But he is uncomfortable?"

Xu Zhiheng grinned reluctantly, waved his hand, "Nothing." He turned and walked to the corner of no one, daring not to let others find his horror.

He curled up his fingers, trying to convince himself. What about He Yan? There are not many people with the same name and surname in the world. "Grandma Xu" is dead. He personally looked at the sealed coffin. Today's He Yan is a man, and, depending on his age, he shouldn't be right.

but……

but……

But the young man named He Yan, staring at his eyes, now thinks of it, let Xu Zhiheng's spine crawl full of chill.

Indifference, hatred, sarcasm, and in an instant, it turned into a clear smile that understood everything.

And he just said that.

When he first saw He Yan, or when he first saw He Yan, who appeared under his real name, the girl was wearing a skirt and said a little uncomfortably: "My surname is He, Ming Yan, He Miao. He, He Qinghai Yan Yan."

Xu Zhiheng closed his eyes.

How could there be such a coincidence?

How could such a coincidence happen in front of him. This is really...

His fidgeting was taken by He Yan who was not far away, and his heart sneered slightly.

Wang Ba always said that if he walked at night for a long time, he would suffer from ghosts. He used to think that this person was too courageous. Now it seems that what he said is not unreasonable. Just like the father and son of Sun Ling in Liangzhou City, the evil deeds are hard to come by. The women who died in their hands are countless, but they are also afraid of the evil spirits claiming their lives and filling the courtyard with Buddha statues.

Lin Shuanghe was so popular that when he came to one place, he always greeted people. He Yan always followed him, matching the positions of these people and their faces.

Where to do what. When the battlefield was replaced with a court, the general never fought unprepared.

At this time, only someone heard a loud voice: "General Feihong is here, General Feihong is here!"

The officials present were quiet for a moment, looking at the direction of the outer door. It must be said that the two great generals of Dawei, Feihong and Fengyun, are compelling no matter when. Today, Xiao Jue can't come, so the attention-grabbing person becomes He Rufei.

Yan He, who was standing on the side, laughed and said disdainfully, "Not the emperor, as for such a big shelf?"

Xia Chengxiu pulled his sleeves off, and Yan He didn't continue.

He Yan also looked at the direction of the outer door with everyone sideways.

But seeing that as the palace led, someone came in. The man was wearing a military commander's gown, and he was handsome. He had some unique style and ruggedness. When someone greeted him, he nodded and responded. It looked like friendly and friendly, but he just kept a copy. Alienated.

This alienation makes his "General Feihong" even more mysterious.

"Huh." He Yan heard Lin Shuanghe's voice on his side. "This kid was cute when he was a kid. How can he grow up and be unhappy? What is the difference between this look and the old guys who have spent many years on the officialdom?" "He added a whisper again, "The officialdom is a big dye tank... Fortunately, I am not an official."

He Yan saw it for the first time. He Rufei was like this when facing his colleagues in Chaotang, bearing the name of General Feihong. He lived like a fish, without any burden, as if from beginning to end, he was General Feihong. It looks like me.

He Yan felt sick.

Probably, his eyes were too focused, and He Rufei seemed to be aware, looking towards her. In the moment when his eyes were just connected, He Yan turned his head in time and spoke to Lin Shuanghe. So He Rufei only saw an unfamiliar young man standing next to Lin Shuanghe. Perhaps it is his illusion? He Rufei didn't take it seriously, and found a good colleague to sit together.

Of course, the colleagues he had made had known each other after taking off the mask. In the past there was no relationship with him, and Xu Zhiheng, in front of outsiders, they were not kind. The world knows that He Rufei and He Xinying have a deep affection for their brothers and sisters, but for this brother-in-law, it can only be regarded as a gentleman's friendship. After all, it is also a civil servant and a military officer. Even if you want to be close, there is nothing to talk about.

He Yan knew otherwise.

However, as a guilty conscience, I am afraid that someone might grab the handle and deliberately do it. It seems that they are afraid that the incident will be discovered. The more they are afraid, the more confident He Yan will be.

Lin Shuanghe said: "Let's sit down first."

The male and female families are divided, but in such a palace banquet, there are very few female families. Except for the wives that the empress dowager likes to bring her own girl, there are no others.

I didn't know how long it had passed, and there was an inner servant outside, and Emperor Wenxuan arrived.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

During the two days of the Double Eleven, the people who were struggling with heart and soul were exhausted, bought and refunded, and dreamed that Li Shaohong gave me tutoring math homework. . .