Soon the lower half was completely faded, and the oil lamp shone brightly, leaving only two fingers of green onions and jade pestles.
He seemed to be shy, and his legs couldn't stop rubbing and dodging.
Seeing the house across the street, Liu Si shyly wanted to escape to bed, but Chen Mu chuckled and pulled her back: "I like windows."
In the middle of the night, there was a sudden wind and rain. Liu Si had her first taste of human affairs. She snuggled in Chen Mu's arms and quietly looked at the rain falling outside the window. This was the first time she felt that being a woman was so comfortable.
Early the next morning, Chen and Mu were woken up by their eldest brother again.
He bought some steamed buns outside and came back. Now this is the only thing in the city that is extremely inconvenient. There is no kitchen stove and he can't cook, so he has to buy them on the street.
After eating, the eldest brother talked to himself about returning to his hometown to rebuild the house.
Seeing that both of them were eager to go back as soon as possible, Chen Mu didn't bother to say anything more.
So I took ten taels of silver from my bag to my elder brother and asked him to go to the city to buy some furniture and ask the villagers for help.
The eldest brother felt that ten taels of silver was too much and hurriedly declined, but in the end he accepted it under his own persuasion.
After breakfast, the two of them embarked on their return journey and sent them to the entrance of the city. Chen Mu turned around and returned to the shop.
Nowadays, the most important thing is to open your business as early as possible. If you don't take advantage of the fame to open the sign in a short time, the effect will not be so good after a long time.
Just like that, Chen Mujing sat in front of the window and once again recalled the story of Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian.
——Bajun City Government
"Qiang! Qiang!"
In a rockery courtyard, the sound of fierce clashes of weapons came from far away and closer.
But he saw a young man holding a sword in one hand, his eyes glaring and the next moment he raised his hand and slashed at the young man in black opposite him.
"Qiang!"
There was another crisp sound of weapons clashing. At that time, the man in black might have been too weak, and the long knife fell to the ground.
The young man sheathed his sword, looked at the shit-eating expression of the man in front of him, and said with a smile: "Huo Quxie, I finally beat you for once, do you accept it or not?"
In dozens of competitions before, this person was called Dugu Qiu Sheng by Huo Quxiexiao, and today he finally got his revenge.
It seemed like it was just a competition, but if a discerning person had seen these two, they would have been so frightened that they would have fallen to the ground.
One person is wearing a four-clawed golden dragon python robe, while the other person is wearing a black brocade with leopard embroidery.
Gold is a very noble color, and the beast is tattooed on the general's waiting clothes. From this, it is not difficult to imagine the identity of the two.
One of them is Huo Quxie, the former general of Shuofang Army, and the one wearing a python robe is none other than Liu Ding, the current prince of the dynasty.
Huo Quxie picked up the sword. Although he was only a first-grade and fourth-grade military general, he did not show any restraint when facing the eldest son of the current emperor.
"Okay, I'll let you be proud for once. We haven't healed the injury yet, so we won't play anymore."
After saying that, Huo Quxie put away his knife and lay down on the stone bench in the courtyard. As the two maids took off his shirt, a very shocking knife mark appeared on his strong back.
However, under the influence of the medicine, scabs have now formed.
Even when the prince saw this wound, he couldn't help but frown. He had known Huo Quxie for more than ten years. This man's horse and gun skills were unbelievable, but he definitely had the strength to ride a hundred horses.
If he could be injured like this, imagine how tragic the battle at Shuofang Wanlayer Gorge two months ago would have been.
Long Xia stationed at least 100,000 people in Monan. Who would have thought that he would be defeated by 20,000 Tatar cavalry. If this guy hadn't held on with all his strength, Wanlayer Gorge, the most important gateway to resist the grassland, would have been lost.
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The maid was about to wipe the sweat off Huo Quxie's back with a wet wipe. Before she could do anything, Liu Ding grabbed it with one hand. She stared at Huo Quxie's back, knelt down and wiped it gently.
"Why does His Highness the Crown Prince want to come to Ba County to see me, a demoted general?"
It is not difficult to hear from his words that there is hidden self-sarcasm in Huo Quxie's words.
After the battle of Shuofang two months ago, Huo Quxie was directly demoted to Yizhou by a piece of paper from the imperial court.
It was called recovering from injuries, but in reality, the military power of Shuofang's former army was confiscated.
Although he is still a fourth-grade general, he seems to be alone now.
But it can be seen that in that battle, the Tatars led 20,000 cavalry to attack Wanlayer Gorge, and the remaining three armies were frightened into silence, fearing that their heads would be chopped off with scimitars, and huddled in the rear.
In the end, he led only 7,000 Shuofang tribesmen to fight to the death in the Wuliang area of Shuofang to repel the prairie barbarians. Without him, the Tatar front army would have attacked Pinglu that day, and tens of thousands of enemy troops would have followed suit. The consequences would have been disastrous.
But even so, the pro-friendly faction in the imperial court later encouraged him to do things without following military orders, which resulted in the death of almost all 7,000 soldiers. Not only did he not receive any military merit, but he was cut off from his entire post.
How can I not be angry?
Liu Ding wiped Huo Quxie's back and smiled lightly: "Haha, you weird boy, don't be angry. I will let you go to the battlefield again when you recover from your injuries."
After hearing this, Huo Quxie's eyes suddenly lit up, he looked at the delicate man behind him and said suspiciously: "The prince has something to do?"
Liu Ding nodded slowly: "Maybe there is a way."
After saying that, he took out a rice paper roll from his arms and spread it out in front of Huo Quxie.
The writings and paintings on the rice paper are nothing else but the words and paintings that Chen Mu wrote at Qi Mansion that day.
Huo Quxie was originally a military general, and he could not be said to be well-educated or wealthy, but he was born in this era where culture was valued more than martial arts, so he was familiar with poetry, calligraphy and painting.
When I saw this painting and calligraphy at a glance, my eyes were wrinkled in shock.
After a moment, he asked: "The painting style is surprisingly lifelike and the lyrics are among the best in the world. Who wrote it?"
"When I came here, I asked the son of the governor of Bajun to part ways with me."
Huo Quxie couldn't help but give Liu Ding a rollicking look. He would rob Liu Ding without hesitation, even if he was willing to give up his love.
"I heard that the talented prince Mo is in Bajun. If my guess is correct, I think it was her work."
When it comes to painting based on poetry and painting, Wang Zimo is indeed very powerful. Even the current emperor is very fond of Wang Zimo's love poems and paintings.
In Huo Quxie's eyes, apart from her, no one in Ba County could have such talent.
"No, this was painted by a man named Chen Mu from Yelang City."
Hearing Liu Ding's denial, Huo Quxie suddenly became suspicious. There were only a few talented people in Yizhou. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out who Chen Mu was.
How could he be an unknown person who could write the sentence "I will never forget it if I don't think about it"?
After looking at the words and paintings, Huo Quxie returned to the topic again: "But then again, what does this have to do with whether I can lead the army again?"
Liu Ding put away the painting and picked up the wet wipe again to wipe it.
"My father likes these words and paintings very much. When I return to Chang'an, I will give this to him. When he is happy, I will make another request. I should be 80% sure that you can lead the army again."
Hearing that this was such a method, Huo Quxie lay on the stone bench and pondered for a long time, but couldn't help but smile bitterly.
The laughter was silent. The laughing emperor was able to remove himself from military power with a few words of encouragement from his civil servants, but now he can get his military power back with a painting.
Thinking like this, I just feel ridiculous, but no matter what, as long as I can go to the front line again, at least His Highness the Crown Prince still has some air of a wise king.
The old emperor is getting weaker and weaker day by day. When he ascends the throne, the dynasty may be revived.
There is also the painting of the adverb just now, the painting skills are novel and outstanding, and even more so the poem, the mood is desolate and sad, which is unique in the world, but I have never heard of this person's name.
It is estimated that he is an expert who has been hidden in the world for many years. If he can return to the battlefield again, he should pay a visit to this old senior.
"Your Highness, what are you doing..."
But at some point, Liu Ding rubbed his hands from his back to Huo Quxie's buttocks, and he kept rubbing there.
His eyes were full of meaning, but when he was caught by Huo Quxie, he couldn't help but look at his hands in embarrassment: "Haha, just... I can't help myself."