Rebirth of a Star General

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The lantern is ten miles away, and the night is full of light.

The river gurgled under the bar, and Xiaoxue fell silently on the person.

The cloak blocked all the snow, and the man's lips landed on her lips with a slight warmth. For example, the bowl of sesame Lantern Festival that was just eaten was soft and sweet.

He Yan heard his own heartbeat, and in this snow field, fresh and powerful, again and again. His robe is still icy with wind and snow, but his posture is gentle like the only treasure in his life.

It seems to last forever.

No one will be moved by the people in front of you.

When the lips left, He Yan actually gave birth to some attachment, she raised her head and looked at each other, Xiao Jue lowered her eyes, and tidied her hair before the wind blew her.

The ears are already red like ripe shrimp, He Yan whispered: "... Xiao Jue, are you angry?"

Xiao Jue sighed silently.

"Xu Zhiheng... It's a thing of the past." He Yan thought about it and looked at him seriously: "If the past things make you unhappy, I apologize to you. I don't know the girl next to getting along with the person you like What will I do when I am a man, I spend far more time than a woman. Xiao Jue, I will treat you well, what you like, I will find a way to send you, what you hate, and I will help You drive away, if someone bullies you, I will definitely stand up for you, I will not deceive you, hurt you... so, is it okay?"

In fact, think about it now, even if she was with Xu Zhiheng at first, she didn't actually treat other women like Qinglang. This is because Xu Zhiheng is not a good person, but she does not know how to treat people she likes.

When he was young, he had very little truth about "love" in the He family. He also deliberately pleased him because he longed for the pity of his father and mother. Even when I came to the battlefield, this humble point was well hidden, but the things carved in the bones, like the white bones buried under the sand, will still be exposed when the wind blows.

As a general, she learns to control and decisively, she will take care of people, but will not deal with the more intimate relationship between people. The vague feelings made her wonder if she did what was right or wrong.

Xiao Jue stared at her, and the girl was still holding the red and colorful sugar gourd in her hand, looking up at her gaze, full of real, and a little cautiously cautious.

I thought it was a scammer who came out with a lie, but now it seems that there is no such scammer in the world. When he meets a person, he cuts out a sincere heart so that others can see it clearly. There are so many people in the world, no matter whether they are men or women, they cover everything and tentatively about one thing in love, but they do not want people to find their true heart. They always feel that they lose. Only the person in front of him was frank, straightforward, without any skills, without any means, bluntly speaking out, rampage, just like a fist beat the teacher, let him be unreasonable.

Just moved her alone.

But... this is the kind of person who clearly gave up his heart, how did Xu Zhiheng get hurt hard?

He was not angry because of He Yan's past taste. Most of his annoyance came from his anger towards Xu Ziheng and his miss. Just like the doe that was released in the mountains when he was young, his wet eyes condensed on him, full of trust and rejoicing, and Xu Zhiheng abandoned this trust as a slash and cut it off.

The better He Yan is, the deeper his heart is, the more angry he will be towards Xu Zhiheng.

Seeing Xiao Jue not speaking for a long time, He Yan thought he was still angry, thought for a moment, and said frustratedly: "Or if you have any better ideas, I won’t know how to play piano, calligraphy and painting, and you shouldn’t let me learn , I can’t learn either. It’s okay to help you move a stone and split firewood..."

Before she finished speaking, she was embraced by Xiao Jue.

"You are you and don't need to do anything for me."

He Yan's head pressed against his chin, and he couldn't lift his head. He couldn't see what he looked like.

"but……"

"I don't like kabuki, and I don't need to accompany me. No one dared to bully me, things I don't like won't touch, things I like buy on my own." Xiao Jue smiled with a low head.

"But... wouldn't I be a decoration then?"

"I didn't like you because I wanted to be sent by multiple people," his voice fell, as if they were far apart, and as if they were very close. "Do whatever you want, you don't have to do it for me."

"You really...have nothing to ask me?" He Yan asked.

There must always be the same, such as obedience to the law, respect for the elderly and love for the young, etc., otherwise everything can be done, can she go out of the wall?

Xiao Jue let go, looked at the crowd in the distance, smiled, and looked down at her: "It's not without."

"What is it?"

"If I keep looking at you," he reached out and grabbed He Yan's hand, the girl's hand was only half his size, and fell on the palm of the other party, like a small treasure, "He Yan, you always looked at me Right."

He Yan stared at him staring blankly.

"Doesn't Miss He understand this sentence?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, his lips curled up with a warm arc, and the lanterns reflected in his long eyes. Thousands of gestures, all kinds of colors, but clearly his eyes are the most. The bright one.

Time seems to be still at this moment, with fireworks displayed in the distance and thousands of bright lights falling into the night sky. This is a perfect night of lights.

He Yan bowed his head, concealed the flashing tide under his eyes, held his hand with his backhand, and raised his head with a smile: "Today is your birthday, and I promised everything you said."

"Xiao Jue, happy birthday," she said.

I will always look at you, and she answers silently in her heart.

...

When he went back, He Yunsheng and He Sui had arrived home.

Qingmei has told the truth long ago that only today is the birth of Xiao Jue, and He Yan accompanied Xiao Jue to the night market. He Sui didn't say anything, but He Yunsheng was very unhappy, but for a time of incense and incense, he had walked around in the house several times.

Waiting for He Yan and Xiao Jue to go back, looking at the hands they held together, his face was even more ugly.

He Sui asked: "I heard that it is Huai Jin's birthday today, and it's available for dinner? Would you like to eat a bowl of longevity noodles here and go?"

"We have already eaten." He Yan said: "Just before I visited the night market."

"You are empty-handed..." He Sui noticed that there was nothing on Xiao Jue and looked at He Yan suspiciously, "Yan Yan, wouldn't you not prepare Huai Jin's birthday gift? This child," He Sui laughed and said: "I was spoiled by me, and I don't understand these people's feelings, so Huai Jin should not worry about it. I will let her supply you someday."

"No, Yan Yan has already sent it." Xiao Jue said.

He Yan remembered the scene at the night market just before, and his face was slightly red, and he didn't make a fuss. He Sui didn't hear anything out of the ordinary. Although he didn't understand, he didn't ask much. He Yunsheng swept the circle between He Yan and Xiao Jue alertly, thoughtfully.

"It's not early, you go back first." He Yan said: "If anything, I will let Chiwu come to you."

Xiao Jue nodded and said goodbye to He Sui and He Yunsheng before leaving the He family.

After Xiao Jue left, He Yunsheng dragged He Yan into the back room, and closed the door as soon as he entered the room. He asked, "Hey, He Yan, you went out with him, didn't you take advantage?"

"What's the advantage?" He Yan knocked his head. "How can you learn at a young age, where did you learn from it? Besides, I stand with Xiao Jue. Who takes the advantage?"

He Yunsheng glanced at her, "You think I'm free to control you."

Seeing that he looked worried, He Yan sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, "For this matter, are you so worried?"

"No," He Yunsheng sighed. "Today, I heard a few friends in the school say that it seems that Uto people are about to enter Beijing."

He Yan was drinking tea, "Who do you listen to?"

"It spreads everywhere. The emperor did not want to fight, nor did the court want to fight. I heard that the Uto people entered Beijing to seek peace, and most of the battles could not be fought."

He Yan looked at his expression, "Do you want to fight?"

"Of course I don't want to!" He Yunsheng replied without thinking. "However, if the Uto people are really willing to seek peace, they would not have done so much in Jiyang and Rundu Huayuan before. The original is now Let’s get the upper hand and give way to the Uto people.” He was so young and frowned, “If it’s me, I will seize this opportunity and take the Uto people back to their hometowns, so that they won’t dare to set foot forever. Wei one step!"

Although the child is impulsive to act naively on weekdays, he is also somewhat alive.

"What do you think I do?" He Yunsheng asked, "Are you not an official now? What is clear outside?"

"It's not much worse than what you know." He Yan didn't want to hide him.

"Hang," He Yunsheng waved his hand. "I really don't know what people in the court think."

He Yan is also heavy in her heart, not to mention the hatred between her and the He family and Xu Zhiheng, the feast between Xiao Jue and Xu Jingfu, and the dispute between the parties in the DPRK and China today is not an easy-to-solve contradiction. As Xu Jingfu's power becomes greater, the contradiction between the four princes and the prince will become more and more acute. The prince is not a match, if the future is really inherited by the prince, I am afraid that it will be the disaster of the great Wei Wanmin. But if we want to let the four princes... Then, in the future Shuojing City, there must be another **** storm.

...

Tonight's Chu House is also a piece of harmony.

Chu Linfeng feasted at home. These days, the Chu family is preparing for Chu Zhao's family. As Xu Jingfu's money, there is nothing bad about what he uses. The family affairs were all taken care of by Mrs. Chu, but Xu Pinting sent his own maid Moss to ask the Chu family about the preparations for the family affairs. Even if Mrs. Chu wanted to move her hand and was stared at, she could only do it.

A family matter will consume most of the Chu's warehouse. Xu Pingting wants to become the most beautiful married daughter in Shuojing City in the past ten years. Xu Jingfu's palm is the pearl, and everyone can only offer it.

In this marriage, Mrs. Chu naturally resented her, and the three sons of Mrs. Chu also looked at the red eyes, and the most sincerely happy, probably only Shi Jinbo and Chu Linfeng.

The wine was hot, and Chu Linfeng was at the banquet, patting Chu Zhao’s shoulder and smiling: "In another month, Miss Xu will enter the gate of our Chu family. I didn’t expect Chu Linfeng to make it with the Xu family in my life. The in-laws are worthy of my Chu Linfeng's son, amazing!"

To please the woman, it seems that Chu Linfeng is a very proud thing. Not knowing that this fell proudly in Mrs. Chu's eyes, and it was particularly dazzling.

Mrs. Chu said to Chu Linfeng that when she first married, she still had some kind of affection, but this sentiment was already wiped out when she carried her concubine in the house of Chu Linfeng. Too. She knew that she was ordinary, and she was not happy with Lin Fengfeng, and she did not want to be extravagant. She just wanted to take a stable position as the head mother.

In these years, she has done very well. Chu Linfeng has no skills except for a skin sac. If the old lady had not supported Shi Jinbo House, I was afraid that the Chu family would have been ruined by Chu Linfeng. He loves beauty and has pity for beauty, but once he really touches his interests, he will hide behind the old lady and refuse to pay any more.

A hypocrite who is cold and cowardly, but still feels that he is affectionate.

The blood of the men of the Chu family may be with tenderness, including her own three sons, only Chu Zhao... Madam Chu's eyes fell on the young man beside Chu Linfeng.

Chu Zhao's skin bag inherits all the advantages of Chu Linfeng and Ye Runmei, and is both gentle and fragile. This fragility can greatly reduce the vigilance against him, and is naturally easy to gain the favor of others. Xu Pingting has been arrogant and arrogant since he was little, but he has never said anything serious about Chu Zhao.

But Chu Zhao is a different kind, not as harmless as it seems on the surface.

When Chu Zhao was brought back, Mrs. Chu didn't want him to live to grow up, but it was only in the face of the old lady's face, and he didn't move him for the time being. At that time, the child in front of her had also humiliated beneath her knees, begging like a dog, and... quickly found Xu Jingfu as a backer, thus saving his life.

Mrs. Chu couldn't grasp his handle. Unconsciously, the entire Chu family also had to act in accordance with Chu Zhao's face. She was not reconciled that everything she had been snatched away by an ulterior motive, she designed Ying Xiang to provoke Chu Zhao's relationship with Xu Pingting. It was just that Madam Chu did not expect Chu Zhao to be so cruel, not only gave Ying Xiang the prince without saying a word, but also personally took the carriage to the Prince's mansion.

There is no gap between him and Xu Pingting.

Mrs. Chu felt chills. A man can manipulate his feelings at will and play with people's hearts, but he also has a cold heart that his father can't match. Horrible?

She was thinking, Chu Zhao seemed to be aware of her gaze, looking around, smiling in her eyes, as always. Mrs. Chu shuddered in her heart and lowered her head to avoid Chu Zhao's gaze.

"What else does Zi Lanke need to prepare for his father?" Chu Linfeng asked Chu Zhaodao with a smile. As he grew older, he was always indulging, and the skin of a beautiful man no longer existed, but with a smile on his face, he showed some kind of loving father's care.

"What is he prepared for?" Grand Master Chu couldn't help but sneer. "The family is about to be vacated for his marriage. Do you want to sell the house to his wife?"

Chu Linfeng glanced at his eldest son displeasedly, and his tone was also dissatisfied. "If you can marry a prime minister, I will sell the house!"

Grand Master Chu stopped talking.

Their three sons are not as beautiful as Chu Zhaoxian, and their literary talents are not as good as Chu Zhao's, nor is there a Mr. Prime Minister. How can he marry a prime minister. Chu Linfeng's eccentric eyes grew from small to large, and now Chu Zhao is straightening up, just in luck, I am afraid that in the future Chu Linfeng will be even more obedient to Chu Zhao.

"There is nothing to prepare." Chu Zhao said indifferently: "It's already very good."

"That's Ms. Xu, the golden wife of the Prime Minister's family," Chu Linfeng drank a bit drunk, and taught him: "Never be indifferent. People will take you seriously...you must catch it!"

Mrs. Chu looked at the scene before, sneered in her heart, and listened to what was said. I was afraid that the old bustard in the Yihongyuan had taught her daughter to catch a generous gracious guest. Chu Linfeng has been famous for his whole life by women, and now he has to teach his son like this, and that is the laughing stock of Quan Shuojing.

"I think your father is drunk," Mrs. Chu didn't want to look at it anymore, and got up: "Zi Lan, you help your father to go back to the house to rest. I have a headache, go to the back room and sit down for a while." Chu Linfeng's expression, got up and left the seat. The wood has become a boat, and now she can't do anything, but what she sees is nothing.

The other three sons of the Chu family saw it and followed them up. They did not want to watch the scene where Chu Zhao and Chu Linfeng played their father's filial piety here, and left. For a time, just before the lively banquet, there was a mess and people walked with herbal tea.

"Hey, why are you all gone?" Chu Linfeng said with a big tongue: "Come back!"

No one ignored him.

Chu Zhaoyun helped Chu Linfeng stand up, summoned the little things around to clean up the banquet, and helped him back to the house.

Chu Linfeng has been staying in Mrs. Chu's house for years. The courtyard of the concubine of the 19th house was sleeping in turn. Today Chu Zhao did not help him to the concubine's room, but went to the study.

He was not a gentleman who loved books. The study in Chu Linfeng was only a decoration. There was even a soft slump inside. Hearing what the people said, it was to facilitate Chu Linfeng sometimes prostitution with his maid concubine. However, Chu Zhao has always turned a blind eye to these absurd things of his father. The little brothers stayed outside the door, he helped Chu Linfeng to the soft slump, and Chu Linfeng lay down.

He seems to be very happy today, with a red face, already drunk, with soaring alcohol, but still holding Chu Zhao's hand to tell the joy in his heart, "Zi Lan, you really give Dad a long face! Dad has four sons , The three of them...can't do it. Dad's favorite is still you. Dad took you to meet friends and entertain at a young age, just knowing that one day you will be the pride of dad. Look... now you are going to marry , I’m really... really happy."

Chu Zhao sat on the soft side and looked at him in silence.

"You are the best luck among the Chu family...you will only get better and better with the care of Xiangye in the future... good luck, but not everyone can encounter it."

The young man smiled ironically, good luck? Is he lucky? If I didn’t know who my biological father was since I was a child, my biological mother was sold into the blue house and lived a diligent life every day. It’s good luck. Living under an eaves, I don’t know if I’m lucky to live in tomorrow. If I can’t even control my life, I can only be a dog under the big seats. I can’t live like a puppet. Even a woman I like cannot have luck. it is good……

That good luck that day, Chu Zilan alone owns this.

"Father," he heard his voice, "Do you remember my mother?"

Chu Linfeng hiccuped and drunkenly said, "Who are you...who is your mother?" He said, he turned over again, facing the wall, and fell asleep.

Chu Zhao looked at his face, and after a while, laughed at himself, stood up and walked out of the study.

Xiaoyu asked him if he wanted hot tea, but he shook his head and refused.

He walked slowly. When he was a child, he felt that the Chu family was really big. Everywhere, there might be a dangerous murderous lurker. Now that he has grown up, he walks around again.

The winter in Shuojing City is as cold as ever. Just like when he first came to the Chu family, he saw the handsome man, and he had a little hope in his heart, but he was wiped out by his subsequent disregard and indifference.

It seems that it is as cold as it is now, but now that he no longer trembles as a child, not because this winter has become warmer, but because he is already used to the cold.

Anyone will get used to it.

Chu Zhao walked back to his house and closed the door. In the house, the enlightened maid came forward and smiled: "All the wedding invitations have been sent out, four sons."

He waved his hand and responded gently: "Troubled."

There was a happy smile on the maid's face, and he stepped back, leaving him alone in the room.

The Xu family wanted to do the family affairs by the end of the year. It seemed to be hasty, but everyone knew that Chu Zhao would marry Xu Pingting sooner or later. Everything about the family affairs had already been arranged. Just like when he worshipped under Xu Jingfu's door when he was a child, from that moment on, his destiny was destined not to belong to him.

The stove in the room glowed red, and it seemed to have a false warmth. Suddenly, he remembered that on a spring day, someone had spent eight copper plates and gave him a brown sugar flower basket with his name written on it.

He suddenly missed the flower basket.

A little man came in, interrupting his thoughts, and whispered, "Four sons, the person Xu Xiang was looking for in the Mingshui Battle of the year, has not fallen yet, and has been anxious recently."

Chu Zhao's eyes moved away from the burning stove, and he spoke slowly, "No need to think about it, those two people must have fallen into Xiao Huaijin's hands."

"Miss Yingxiang had already sent a letter there, and Her Royal Highness was very fond of her, and she was very dissatisfied with Xu Xiang."

"People who think that the winning ticket is holding, naturally have a lot of resentment against those who point fingers and fingers." Chu Zhao smiled, "Xiao Huaijin returned to Beijing, the prince and the Uto people have already formed a private alliance, and the Xu family is almost over."

"Congratulations to the four sons," Xiao said happily: "The four sons are about to do what they want. After that, what you want is naturally omnipotent."

"What do I want?" He froze for a moment before saying: "What I want is already someone else's."