Jun You Ji Fou

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In the ninth year of Yonghe, late autumn, after several months, the Huainan rebellion finally came to an end. After investigation, a total of more than 30 people were killed, and nearly a hundred officials of all sizes were arrested. The news was sent back to Chang'an, and the world was shocked.

These officials were appointed by the court of Huainan Wang Fuzhu, but now they have committed a heinous crime, which naturally cannot be taken lightly, and the king of Xiling has acquiesced to the court's right to dispose of it and did not interfere. The main criminal, Han Zhongwen, was dead and could not be investigated, so he ordered to decapitate dozens of people on the spot to deter, and the rest were escorted into Beijing, and then tried to win. After all arrangements were made, Doctor Yu Shi and the Captain departed first and returned to Beijing.

Although the convoy is long, they have a very fast journey, cross the mountains and cross the wild, travel across the river, and they will reach Changan in a few days.

At night, he stopped at the coaching station. After he reported the trip, he respectfully retired. Su Shiyu turned back to the room and suddenly spoke meaningfully: "It seems that some people have come to report affairs at this time these two days."

"Really? I didn't pay attention." Chu Mingyun sat at the table, turning the book casually.

Su Shiyu looked at the empty medicine bowl on the table, "What about your medicine?"

"Drink it."

"Where did it fall?"

Chu Mingyun flipped the book over one page without looking up, as if unheard of.

Su Shiyu sighed softly, took the medicine pot and poured out a bowl, just rested on the table, a gust of wind, the medicine bowl flew out with it, and fell firmly on the window sill. Su Shiyu was caught off guard, and then the whole person let it go, and he was pressed against the table case in a turn, facing up to Chu Mingyun with a smile on his eyes, and looked at him condescendingly.

"..." Su Shiyu said helplessly, "Your injuries have been cured?"

Chu Mingyun put one hand on Su Shiyu's head, the other hand took his hand and pressed it on his waist, with a smile of ambiguousness, "I'm not sure if it's all right, why don't you try it?"

After staying with Chu Mingyun for so long, Su Shiyu's ability to understand is increasing day by day. However, understanding does not mean that he can cope with it. He has to turn his head a little uncomfortably, but Chu Mingyun pinches Su Shiyu's chin to make him look at himself, and suddenly he is right: "How do I think you have something to worry about these days? , Still wondering who instigated Han Zhongwen?"

Su Shiyu's attention was diverted and he couldn't help frowning: "I thought of King Xiling, but after thinking about it, I thought it was not, but I couldn't think of any suspicious people."

Chu Mingyun leaned over and kissed him on the shoulder and neck, "How to say?"

"In fact, Huainan's game is not very clever. It is more than enough to conceal us as far away from the capital. When facing the Shouchun City Army, Han Zhongwen seemed a little reluctant, so how could he deceive the king of Xiling? Judging from my situation that day, Shizi and Han Zhongwen are still relatively familiar. In this case, how did he cover everything with his own hands, and how could the prince in charge of Huainan affairs know nothing about it?" Su Shiyu thought deeply in such an ambiguous posture After he got up, "but he shouldn't be the king of Xiling. He had no reason to do so. Huainan was already his land, and the turmoil was not good for him, but he suffered more losses. Moreover, the feast did not appear at the banquet that night. You can also see the correspondence between me and King Xiling. He said that he had run away because of some things a while ago. He didn't take care of Huainan himself, and he didn't know Han Zhongwen..."

Suddenly his tail trembled. It was Chu Mingyun who opened his mouth and nibbled at his shoulder, sucking and kissing, Su Shiyu clenched his sleeves, but tried his best to calm down and continued: "... What you said to Mrs. Han, Han Zhongwen alone cannot mobilize the rebel party, then the other party must have something to do with the Huainan king, so that the rebel party can be driven by him, but I can't think of who he is."

A fine kiss came up the neck, and Chu Mingyun chuckled softly, breathing warmly on the side of his neck. "Why don't you think so much, you are full of thoughts here, and he might not be able to sit there, after all, The bigger the case, the easier it is to hide it."

"Also." Su Shiyu sighed. "There is no definitive evidence, and one cannot make a conclusion based on speculation."

Chu Mingyun kissed Su Shiyu's chin and paused for a moment. At this distance, he walked across his face and kissed again, lips and tongues touched. Su Shiyu gasped, but pushed him away. .

Su Shiyu looked at Chu Mingyun, "You really poured the medicine."

Chu Mingyun: "..."

Chu Mingyun now finally knows what regret is too late. After falling into a wound that night, Su Shiyu refused to share the same bed with him, fearing that he would encounter Chu Mingyun's wound in his sleep. He acted like a hooligan without a skin or face, and then Su Shiyu nodded reluctantly. As a result, Su Shiyu kept his eyes closed that night, and Chu Mingyun also had to agree to sleep separately. So for many days in a row, he could only hug his addiction, and his mood was complex and sad.

"Injuries still need to be thoroughly nurtured, so as to avoid the accumulation of old injuries and damage to the foundation." Su Shiyu said seriously.

"... OK." Chu Mingyun gave a long sigh, let go of Su Shiyu, took off the bowl of medicine soup, and frowned. He turned his head to look at himself, Su Shiyu, and couldn't help laughing, "Shi Yu, why are you still like this expression and don't give me a smile?"

Su Shiyu didn't answer for a while, and Chu Mingyun stepped forward to hold Su Shiyu's face, staring at him with a smile, then suddenly rubbed his face and rubbed his lips into a stiff arc, very Satisfied: "Come on, laugh one."

Su Shiyu wanted to take his hand, "... let go."

"Hey, don't frown. Wouldn't I let you pinch it back?" Chu Mingyun let go of his face with a smile, holding his hand against the side of his face instead.

"Do you think I'm as naive as you?" Su Shiyu smirked and squeezed his face with his fingers. Chu Mingyun hooked his lips, closed his eyes obediently, and looked like Ren Jun rubbing.

Su Shiyu suddenly was speechless.

He was really worried, but not just the case.

The bright moon is bright outside the window frame, and the dark mountains show dark outlines. The bells of the mountain temple are distantly and vaguely heard. The towering Chang'an City is already in sight.

Shuiyue will be broken, and the mirror flowers will break.

Emptying this life sober, knowing that it is false, but like drinking to quench thirst, sink deeper and deeper.

…And you are a dream that cannot be extravagant, a moment of greed is enough.

He finally raised his head slightly and almost cherished slightly and put a kiss on Chu Mingyun's forehead. Then he released his hand and turned to walk outward. His voice was gentle as usual. "Tomorrow will be able to return to Beijing and take a rest early."

Chu Mingyun pressed his forehead to his forehead, slowly opened his eyes, looked at his back, and smiled silently.

He was standing alone in the wilderness. The pouring rain poured the sky and earth completely. The broken battle flag was mixed with the dead horse. The blood cement water converged into a stream flowing along the edge of his boots. Someone called him, and he turned around, but was suddenly lifted up with one hand choked on his neck.

The man's face was twisted in front of his eyes, his feet were hanging in the air, his hands were gripping each other's fingers, his throat was so painful that he couldn't spit out a syllable. The white tent shook in his eyes, and he heard the man mocking:

"Little girl, save your energy, I don't want to kill you before handing it over."

Nearly suffocated, the sound was lingering, suddenly far and near.

The man's hand suddenly lost his strength. He fell to the ground and barely stood up. The hot and sticky neck blood splashed his face, causing the stomach to burn and twitch. He watched the human skull roll away, hitting a person's feet in the distance before stopping.

Su Jue glanced down and looked up at him again. He knelt and said lowly: "Father."

"He lied to us and killed them, all seventy-one..."

"What seventy-one people, where are the seventy-one people?" Su Jue interrupted his words and scolded: "That's four thousand people under your account! He killed them? It was you who killed them." they!"

"...Father?" He stared blankly at Su Ju.

"I taught you that battlefield, you broke, you can win, why did you lose?" Su Jue approached step by step, "You have a sense of the eyes, you can judge, why give up your judgment and believe in dependence Anyone else’s words? Who is the chief of the four thousand soldiers?!"

"...It's me." He leaned down and shivered slightly. His forehead was on the rough ground, his chest was sore and painful, but his eyes were dry and bitter. "It's my fault."

Su Jue didn't say a word, looked down at him, stretched out his hand after a long silence, "Look up and see, do you want to go wrong again?"

He hesitantly raised his head and looked in the direction Su Jue pointed out. The head was still there, but the face on the head suddenly changed.

It was Chu Mingyun's face.

Bloody rushed up from his throat, he staggered back in horror and rolled down the cliff with one foot.

The rough rocks cut him bloody, and finally fell to the bottom of the cliff, his bones seemed to be broken. He saw two people standing opposite each other on a misty cliff. The cold light flashed by, and the three-foot green front penetrated one of them. The man fell straight from the cliff and fell heavily beside him .

The fog was thick on the cliff, and he could not see his face, only to see that there was a red lotus-like blood in the corner of the sleeve when the sword-holder turned. He turned his face to look at him, and the pale face of his pupil reflected an identical face.

Su Shiyu woke up suddenly and sat up. Midnight silence, only hearing his own gasp, he raised his hand over his face and felt the full amount of cold sweat, he closed his eyes tightly, his voice trembling slightly,

"...Will not be wrong again...Father, I will not be wrong again."

The itinerary is well estimated, and just after midday the next day, they returned to Chang'an.

Qin Zhao was working abroad when he received the news, and hurried back. A maid in Tsing Yi stood waiting at the gate of the house, and he hurried to meet him as soon as he dismounted, "The leader is back! The adult is waiting in the study, let you go back to the house!"

Qin Zhao quickly walked to the study and pushed the door in, "Master, you are finally back."

"Huh." Chu Mingyun looked down at the document.

Qin Zhao stopped, suddenly realizing that the atmosphere was a little strange, and said strangely, "Master?"

Chu Mingyun slowly lifted his eyes, raised his hand and dropped the stack of instruments on the table case, and said without emotion: "What's going on?"

"what?"

"I won't say anything when the forces of North Korea were split into pieces of scattered sand. I only asked you, without my permission, who dared to bring Zhou Yi back from the West Realm?" Chu Mingyun said coldly, "Because of the death of Queen Loulan Only then did he find a chance for him to take charge of the Western border soldiers and horses. Now that the situation has stabilized and he has been transferred back, what is this, let me give away a cheap past?" He looked directly at Qin Zhao, "Who gave the order, you Why didn't the letter mention this matter?"

Qin Zhao was stunned, "...Isn't that what you meant?"

Chu Mingyun frowned, "I mean?"

"Everything is done according to your account, or it is the same as before. These are the instructions in your letter, and it is also called back to Zhou Yi..." Qin Zhao looked at Chu Mingyun's expression and gradually lost his mind, from the sleeve Take out a secret order and hand it in, "This is what I received not long ago."

Chu Mingyun dismantled the secret order, and his face sank completely. For a long time, he lowered his eyes and whispered to himself: "...Is it because of this when he disappeared?"

"Who?" Qin Zhao shook his heart, "Senior brother, isn't this...not written by you?"

There was a piercing crack, the letter was torn, and the ground was white.

"Unexpected?" Chu Mingyun looked at his hand, and there was a hint of smile in his voice, but there was a hint of clenching his teeth. "Yeah, I can't think of it. Not to mention how to stop the black feather bird, this world , The writing and the tone of voice can be like people who can’t tell the true or false of my brother, who else can there be?"

Qin Zhao is still unacceptable, and Wen Yan is clueless, but looking at him, an answer can't help but rise to the bottom of his heart, "...Su Shiyu?"

Chu Mingyun gave him a look.

Qin Zhao sighed: "Senior brother, I said I killed him..."

Chu Mingyun walked out without saying a word. Qin Zhao turned around and tried to hold him, but he grabbed the empty hand and looked in surprise, but in the blink of an eye, there was no Chu Mingyun's figure in the court, and only the dead leaves fell on the branches.

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