Xie Zhang lowered his head and chuckled. Xie Jue looked at him coldly. Just as he was about to speak, the young marquis ran away and disappeared for a moment. Xie Zhang smiled and shook his head, "Dugu Jingren is in Kyoto, so be careful."
"Okay!" Xie Jue agreed. As soon as he returned to his courtyard, a breeze hit him. Xie Jue tilted his head slightly and caught the sneak attack Qing Xing between his fingers.
Xie Jue looked up and saw Fang Chuning lying lazily and casually on his roof, holding a wine bottle in one hand and raising his head slightly. The strong wine passed through his throat and a little fell on his slender neck. A long sword lay across his face.
On the eaves, behind is a full moon.
Chic and uninhibited, everyone said that he was more suitable to be a vagabond than the young marquis. Xie Jue thought that Fang Chuning's prodigal son was just superficial. He was an eldest son born in a first-class noble family.
The hall is full of flowers and drunk with three thousand guests, and one sword freezes fourteen states.
He whistled, "Listen to the wind and come to admire the moon."
On the roof, Xie Jue drank from a pot with him. The second young master's face was as white as frost, and his eyebrows were powdery after drinking. Fang Chuning was lying boneless, with his hands behind his head.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the night is like water.
"Why are you so busy every day that you don't see anyone?" Fang Chuning sounded a little complaining, "We agreed to go to Zhuangzi to stay for a few days together?"
"Peace talks." Xie Jue said calmly, looking sideways at him, "What are you upset about?"
"My mother holds flower-viewing parties every day and wants to get me engaged." Fang Chuning gave a sarcastic smile, "I have already lost three fiancées. I am destined to kill my wife."
Xie Jue said lightly, "The theories about ghosts and gods are nonsense."
"I've never seen anyone who can defeat them all. If she finds true love one day, she will have to be pierced by thousands of arrows." Fang Chuning sneered. It was such a coincidence that the one he was engaged to didn't survive.
"Get up!" Xie Jue said coldly, "Come for a walk with me."
Fang Chuning's eyes lit up, he picked up the sword and went on a night tour with Xie Jue.
Xie Jue didn't like night walks, but he was willing to accompany Fang Chuning on night walks. He didn't like drinking either, but he would drink a bottle of wine with Fang Chuning. Fang Chuning bought two bottles of wine in Lishe, carrying one bottle in one hand and hanging the other.
At the waist of the second young master, Xie Jue was wearing a white brocade robe, a jade pendant hanging on his waist, and a black wine flask. He looked nondescript, but he did not stop Fang Chuning.
Xie Jue and Fang Chuning were born in the same year and month, and their birthdays were only three days apart. They often celebrated their birthdays together when they were young. They studied together in the Imperial College, taught by the same teacher, studied together, rode and shot together, and were quiet and active. Xie Jue did not like to interact with others.
Fang Chuning almost circled Xie Jue.
He took Xie Jue to make friends and play with him. Xie Jue was always accompanied by Fang Chuning during his childhood, childhood, and youth. Xie Jue was cold and taciturn since he was a child. The few times he got angry were all provoked by Fang Chuning.
More than ten years ago, when the war in Ningzhou was not so serious, the Marquis of Zhenbei liked to take Fang Chuning into his mansion for a short stay, and then saw his second son blushing and furious at Fang Chuning's anger.
Fang Chuning was engaged to be married three times, all of which were arranged by matchmakers as ordered by her parents, and because Emperor Jianming once revealed that he wanted to marry Fang Chuning and Princess Huazhen.
Marshal Fang did not want to be involved in the struggle for imperial power. The Fang and Xie families were instigated by someone with ulterior motives, so he arranged for his son to be engaged early. Who knew that his three fiancées would not live long.
"Do the Marquis and Madam urge you to get engaged?"
"Never."
"Why?"
"Don't dare!"
Fang Chuning laughed. In fact, the second young master was cold-faced and cruel. The whole family was afraid of him except Xie Xun. Xie Xun was not afraid. It was simply because he was thick-skinned and not afraid of trouble.
Fang Chuning wore a red spring robe, a mysterious robe on the outside, and a jade belt around her waist. She held a sword in one hand and a pot in the other. The aroma of wine overflowed, and she suddenly became curious, "Tingfeng, what kind of girl do you want to marry?"
Xie Jue had never thought about the woman he would marry in the future, because Fang Chuning wanted to know. Xie Jue thought carefully and said, "Quietly."
Fang Chuning laughed and said, "If you don't like to talk, then marry a mute and talk to each other silently. What fun will you have in your life?"
They had all reached the age of getting married. Fang Chuning wanted to discuss marriage, and Xie Jue also wanted to discuss marriage. After the peace talks with the Northern Barbarians, if there was no war in Ningzhou, Fang Chuning would be transferred to the south of the Yangtze River. He couldn't help but make a wishful request.
"Tingfeng, you and I can stay in Jiangnan together."
"good!"
"Really?" Fang Chuning was overjoyed and suddenly grabbed his arm. I don't know whether it was because he was overjoyed or because he was drunk, and his eyes were moist, "Are you willing to go to Jiangnan?"
Generations of people from the Zhenbei Hou Mansion fought bloody battles in Huangsha and stationed themselves in Ningzhou, which was Yanyang's line of defense against the Northern Barbarians. As long as his surname was Xie, he and Ningzhou were destined to be inseparable.
Fang Chuning thought that after the peace talks, he would go to Jiangnan and Xie Jue would go to Ningzhou, one in the south and the other in the north. He was afraid that he would not see them more than once a year.
"Eldest brother will be stationed in Ningzhou after getting married." Xie Jue looked at his excited face and said calmly, "I will go to Jiangnan with you."
Xie Jue thought about the battle report from Jiangnan. Whether and how Sangnan and Beiman were connected. He always wanted to find out. The Ningzhou border defense line was broken through by Dugu Jing, which was always a shadow in his heart.
Sooner or later, there will be a fierce battle between Yanyang and Sangnan. His father's wish is to repel the northern barbarians and regain Sangnan. He can also garrison Jiangnan as soon as possible.
"It's settled, don't lie to me."
Xie Jue nodded, "Okay!"
"Someone has been following us." Fang Chuning narrowed his eyes, drank half a bottle of wine, and smiled coldly.
Xie Jue asked, "Want to take action?"
"Most of them are coming for you, can I let them go?" Fang Chuning blinked, a hint of teasing flashed across his fox-like eyes, "Let's go, choose a Feng Shui location for them."
Next to the ruins in the north of the city, there is a vast expanse of space. The sound of footsteps makes birds fly away, adding a bit of eerie coldness.
Five figures appeared next to the ruins like ghosts, blocking the way of Fang Chuning and Xie Jue. The person who came was none other than Dugu Jing, leading four Northern Barbarian soldiers with scimitars on their waists.
"Oh, it turns out it's the Ninth Prince, a rare visitor." Fang Chuning pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand and turned the wine bottle with the other hand, with a smile in his fox eyes, "You have been with us all night, do you want to ask for a drink?
Tell me earlier, Second Young Master has plenty of money and can treat you."
Xie Jue is indeed the first person to stabilize the hatred of the Northern Barbarians. When Dugu Jing and his party saw Xie Jue and Fang Chuning, they were filled with murderous intent and forgot about their meeting tomorrow. They wanted to kill Xie Jue and they didn't care about the peace talks at all.
Killing Xie Jue on the eve will cause great disaster.
"Xie Jue, take your life!" Dugu Jing pulled out his machete, and the cold light passed over the ruins. He slashed at him with the sword, and Fang Chuning smashed the wine pot and drew his sword to meet him.
The swords collided and fire shot out. Fang Chuning even blocked Dugu Jing's menacing scimitar with his sword, "If you want to kill Xie Jue in front of me, even the king of hell will not do it."
Xie Jue said calmly, "Don't underestimate the enemy."
Fang Chuning deflected the scimitar, turned around and smiled at Xie Jue, like a beast showing off its territory, "Second Young Master, don't be as ambitious as others."