The moon was white, and the mountains were clear and spacious. The bonfire reflected the aroma of wine, and the atmosphere was elegant. The recruits lowered their heads to drink and eat meat, and raised their heads to chat and admire the moon. This became a unique scene for the Liang Province Guards.
Sparks floated out along with the autumn wind, making people wonder if they would burn their clothes. In just a moment, they were reduced to ashes, accompanied by the soft whimpers of people.
Xiao Mai sobbed, "I've forgotten what my parents look like …"
"I'm even worse," Wang Ba said expressionlessly, "I've never seen my parents since I was born."
He Yan, "…" She raised her hand and drank a big mouthful of wine, trying to calm herself down.
Originally, they were trying to comfort her, so they compared their own unhappy experiences. In the end, it became a comparison of who was more miserable. This was great. The recruits beside them were all laughing and chatting happily, but they were the only ones who were gloomy and gloomy.
Looking at Xiao Mai and Wang Ba who were hugging each other and crying, and then looking at Young Master Jiang who was drinking alone with red eyes, He Yan was speechless. Well, she didn't know who was comforting who.
Huang Xiong glanced at her and said, "Brother He, your alcohol tolerance is not bad."
He Yan was stunned and looked down at herself. Unknowingly, she had already drunk three bowls. She didn't know how much the original Lady He could drink, but she thought that the weak Lady He wouldn't drink such pungent and strong alcohol with a chipped bowl. However, to the previous General Feihong, this was very familiar.
When it was cold, when she was afraid, when she was upset, when she was hungry, if she had alcohol at hand, she could temporarily resist the difficult times. Alcohol could drive away the cold, strengthen one's courage, satisfy one's hunger, and drown one's sorrows.
When she was in Shuo Jing, she didn't touch a single drop of alcohol, afraid that she would be exposed. When she was in the Fuyue Army and in Mo County, she gradually became used to drinking. She had also trained her alcohol tolerance. None of the young generals and new recruits in the tent could drink as much as her. Sometimes, when celebrating a great victory, she was the only one who could drink until the end.
This might be the legendary Dugu Qiubai.
What surprised her the most was Shi Tou. She had thought that Shi Tou, who had grown up in the mountains and looked strong, could hold his liquor well. Unexpectedly, he fell asleep before he even finished half a bowl of wine. Was he drunk just like that?
His remaining half bowl of wine was taken away by his younger brother, Xiao Mai. He drank with Wang Ba and said, "I didn't expect everyone to be in the same boat. In this case, we will be a family in the future." After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp. His nose was stung red by the spicy wine. Then, in less than the time it took for an incense stick to burn, he followed his elder brother and fell on his back, drunk.
He Yan said, "… You really are biological brothers."
Wang Ba felt like he had lost a drinking buddy in such a short time, so he went to put his arm around Jiang Jiao's shoulder and handed Jiang Jiao a skewer of roasted rabbit meat, saying, "Don't just drink to drown your sorrows. Come, eat some meat. Your fiancée didn't choose you because you two weren't fated to be together. " This was the first time he said something like a human. "In life, meeting and parting are all fated. There's no need to force it."
Jiang Jiao took the rabbit meat from him and continued to drink silently. Seeing this, Huang Xiong smiled. He looked at the moon in the sky and said to himself, "I miss my family."
He Yan took out a moon ball from the basket of desserts that Cheng Lisu gave her. The moon ball was small and shaped like a water chestnut flower. On top of it was written the words "Good Flowers, Full Moon" in red. She took a bite and tasted the sweetness of sesame and peach kernels.
"If they were still alive, I wouldn't be here. I would be in the village," Huang Xiong said, "My mother's cooking is very delicious. I want to eat her cooking."
He Yan lowered her head and ate the biscuit silently. Huang Xiong asked, "What about you?" He turned his head and looked at He Yan. "How do you spend your days at this time in the past?"
The Mid-Autumn Festival in the past? He Yan was a bit absent-minded.
Before she joined the army, she spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with other people in the He family. But because of her special identity, people stared at her wherever she went, so she didn't have much freedom. She actually liked the hustle and bustle of the moon sacrifice ceremony, but because she was wearing a mask, it was inconvenient. She was an awkward existence in the He family. In terms of identity, she was the legitimate daughter of the first wife. But on the other hand, she didn't belong to the main branch or the second branch.
When she joined the army in the Mo County for three years, she lived every day in fear. She didn't know when she would die on the battlefield. She didn't even want to think about the reunion during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Later, she returned to the capital and married into the Xu family. Around this time last year, she was already blind.
Her heart was full of hope for that person, but before she could achieve it, she fell into darkness. At that time, she thought that she couldn't get over it and that her life would be like this. On the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month, she asked Xu Zhiheng to take her up the mountain to worship Buddha. She hoped that Bodhisattva would bless her and let her see the light again. Xu Zhiheng agreed.
In fact, that day, she didn't really want to ask Bodhisattva to bless her.
The tip of her tongue hurt. She accidentally bit her tongue. The sweet taste was instantly covered by the stinging pain. He Yan came back to his senses and avoided Huang Xiong's gaze. He said as if nothing had happened, "Just live like this. It's about the same as it is now."
"When I see you, it's like seeing myself in the past." Huang Xiong took a sip of wine and said, "You're just like me in the past."
He Yan smiled and said, "Brother, my family is living well." In fact, they were living a better life than most people.
"But you're not satisfied." She heard Huang Xiong's voice and turned her head to look. The bald man's face showed the wisdom and vicissitudes of a middle-aged man who had experienced the hardships of life. He touched his prayer beads and said, "You haven't taken your revenge. You're not satisfied, so you're always distressed and trapped yourself."
He Yan's heart moved, but he didn't say anything.
"I don't know what kind of hatred you have." He looked at the moon. "Sometimes, your eyes are the same as mine."
He Yan was a little confused. Did she have it? She always thought that she hid it well.
"One day, it will be better." The bald man lowered his head and patted her shoulder. "You have to believe in this."
He Yan didn't say anything. He silently picked up his bowl and drank. Huang Xiong didn't say anything. He ate meat and drank wine by himself. Wang Ba was also a little drunk. He sat there holding his head and smiled foolishly. Jiang Jiao buried his head between his knees. It wasn't clear if he was crying or sleeping.
The instructors also gathered together and ate meat and drank wine around the bonfire. They finally saw the results of the hard training in the past few days on this batch of recruits. They were all a lot more relaxed. Cheng Lisu also mingled with them. He was a young master from the capital and had never tasted this kind of novel way of playing. Even the roasted rabbit leg sprinkled with coarse salt was delicious. He originally wanted to talk to He Yan when he had the time, but after drinking a mouthful of wine, he felt his legs go weak. He couldn't walk and sat back down.
The instructors laughed kindly. Someone said, "Young Master Cheng, you still need to practice your alcohol tolerance. With this little alcohol tolerance, you can't be a soldier of the Liang Province Guard!"
"I'm not a soldier of the Liang Province Guard," Cheng Lisu muttered. "I just came here to have fun."
This child could always say that he couldn't do it. If he was a grandson of the instructors, he would have been picked up and beaten ten times. But this person was Xiao Jue's nephew, so everyone said, "Young Master Cheng is so open-minded!" "It's not good to drink too much. My wife doesn't allow me to drink! Let's all learn from Young Master Cheng! "
"But Young Master Cheng," Liang Ping asked him, "Is the Governor really not coming to have fun with us?"
"Uncle doesn't like noisy places," Cheng Lisu replied. "He definitely won't come."
Everyone felt that it was a pity. Some people felt that Xiao Jue was too unreasonable. After all, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival. A general who didn't even have fun with his subordinates during the Mid-Autumn Festival was too arrogant.
But there were also some people who didn't mind. Ma Damei chuckled. "Why don't we send some food and wine to the Governor? It's hard to be alone during the festival."
"There's no need," Cheng Lisu said. "My uncle won't drink this kind of low-quality rice wine."
Everyone: "… …"
Well, that was the second son of a Xiao family in Shuo Jing. He definitely wouldn't force himself to drink.
Du Mao asked curiously, "Young Master Cheng, do you know how the Governor's alcohol tolerance is? I heard that General Feihong won't get drunk even after a thousand cups. I don't know if the Governor is better or worse than General Feihong? "
When the instructors heard this, they immediately looked at Cheng Lisu with bright eyes. Whenever there was a discussion about who was better, General Feihong or General Fengyun, it was always fresh. From swordsmanship to alcohol tolerance, from height to temperament, people wanted to compare them one by one. Unfortunately, the two of them had never appeared together except when they were outside the window. They had never personally competed. Moreover, General Feihong always wore a mask. Who was better was still a mystery.
"Of course it's my uncle," Cheng Lisu answered without hesitation. "I've never seen my uncle drunk in my entire life."
In reality, Cheng Lisu had never seen Xiao Jue drink before. But he couldn't say this in front of the instructors. No matter how good General Feihong was, he couldn't be better than his uncle.
"Go go go, don't talk about people behind their backs." Shen Han waved his hand. "Drink, drink, why are you nagging like an old woman! Young Master Cheng, come, let me toast you … … Young Master Cheng? "
Young Master Cheng's cheeks were red. He was already drunk.
It was night. The green curtain covered the bright moon. There were only a few figures on the bed. The sound of autumn was quiet. Someone was playing the guqin.
On the moon, the magnolia had bones, and the person in the ice was like jade. A long sword hung on the wall like frost and snow. A young man in a robe had a handsome appearance. His expression was calm. When his hands touched the strings of the guqin, the music was moving and intoxicating.
He was playing "Flowing Light."
The sound of the guqin was distant, like pearls falling on a plate. It was the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival. It was supposed to be a time of reunion. Even though the instructors of the Liangzhou Guards were thousands of miles away with their families, they were still gathered together, singing and drinking. It was not as quiet as him. He didn't seem to feel anything. He just focused on plucking the strings. His tied up black hair hung over his shoulders. Under the moonlight, it was covered with a layer of coldness.
From spring to autumn, from summer to winter, it seemed like it was just the blink of an eye.
The moonlight was even colder because of his guqin. The night sky was as clear as water. The sound of the guqin seemed to float endlessly in the vast sky. It made people want to cry.
Suddenly, something smashed into the courtyard. It made a crisp sound and interrupted the cold sound of the guqin. Xiao Jue paused and raised his head. Through the window, he saw that something had been thrown in from outside the courtyard.
He paused for a moment, stood up, and pushed the door open. At this time, a third thing came in and landed beside him. He bent down to pick it up and found that it was a stone.
Slave Fei appeared from behind and said in a low voice, "Young Master, outside …"
Xiao Jue opened the courtyard door.
A young man in red stood outside. He held a small jar of wine in his hand. The cork had been removed and the fragrance was strong. It was the Eighteen Immortals.
He was generous. It was such a small jar of wine. Ordinary people would hide it for a long time before they were willing to take a sip. Looking at him, he must have drunk a lot.
This person was He Yan.
Xiao Jue looked at him indifferently. He Yan widened his eyes as if he just saw him clearly. He said, "Xiao Jue?"
Fei Nu who was behind him couldn't help but look at He Yan. He actually dared to call the young master by his name. He was really bold.
"What are you doing here?" Xiao Jue asked him.
"I thought about it again and again." The young man had drunk a lot of wine. His whole body reeked of alcohol but his expression was normal. He didn't look drunk at all. It was hard to tell if he was drunk or not. He said, "You chose Lei Hou to go to the Vanguard. I'm not convinced. So Xiao Jue." His mouth curved. "Let's fight!"
Before he finished speaking, he pounced towards Xiao Jue.
Fei Nu who was behind him saw this and was about to step forward. But he heard Xiao Jue say, "Don't move." He didn't dare to move.
The young man flew forward and raised his fist towards Xiao Jue. Xiao Jue dodged to the side and frowned at him.
He Yan didn't have a weapon. He came empty-handed. If he was an assassin, he would be too stupid. But his words were clear and his eyes were clear. He didn't look like someone who was drunk and had gone crazy. Xiao Jue simply looked at him calmly, waiting to see what this person wanted to do. He Yan's attack didn't work. He turned around and attacked again.
The young man's movements were nimble. He really wanted to fight, but his method was clumsy and crude. At first glance, it looked like a fight between students in a school. They only knew how to use their fists and feet to greet each other, but didn't care how accurate they were.
Xiao Jue dodged to the side again. After two consecutive failed sneak attacks, He Yan doubtfully muttered to himself, "When did my skills become so bad?"
Fei Nu who was waiting at the side: "… …"
Did this young man think that he could beat Second Young Master Xiao? He had long heard that this He Yan of the Liang Province Guard was arrogant and conceited. Now that he saw it, it was true. Young Master really had a good temper. He didn't throw this arrogant brat out of the door.
She was defeated time and time again, but she didn't feel discouraged at all. She immediately came at Xiao Jue again, but this time, Xiao Jue dodged her again. Xiao Jue was just about to speak when she suddenly saw a black object pouncing at her from behind. She frowned, and without thinking, she drew her Autumn Drinking Sword and slashed horizontally.
"Crash!" That thing broke into pieces. He retreated a few steps, but it didn't touch him. He Yan, who came with the black object, couldn't dodge in time and was drenched from head to toe.
The moon was full and the wind was fresh. The osmanthus had just bloomed and the fragrance of wine filled the air. The ground was littered with the fragments of the Eighteen Immortals. Each piece was fresh and fragrant. The young man frowned and looked over.
She seemed to have been awakened by the fragments of the wine jars on the ground. She looked at Xiao Jue and took a step forward. She looked like a young lady whose hairpin was stepped on in the flower market and said, "If it's broken, you'll pay for it!"
Fei Nu looked at her and felt that this young man was really drunk. Otherwise, he wouldn't be speaking so confidently and incoherently. She whispered to Xiao Jue, "Young Master, do you want me to take him away?"
Xiao Jue raised her hand to stop her and shook her head lightly.
The master and servant had been together for many years. They could tell what the other was thinking with just one look. Fei Nu immediately understood why Xiao Jue didn't throw He Yan out immediately. It wasn't because she had a good temper, but because she wanted to test He Yan. This young man's identity was suspicious. He was suspicious from head to toe. If she could get some information out of him while he was drunk, it would save her a lot of effort. If he pretended to be drunk tonight and did something else, then it would be even more unforgivable.
Fei Nu hid in the tree and didn't say anything else.
Xiao Jue turned and walked into the house. As she walked, she said, "Why should I pay for it?"
Hearing this, the young man rushed into Xiao Jue's house. She ran so fast that she even staggered a bit. She rushed in front of Xiao Jue and blocked Xiao Jue's path. She said, "Do you know who I am?"
Xiao Jue laughed, her eyes cold. "Who are you?"
He Yan slapped his thigh. "A real man never changes his name. I am He Yan! Liang Province's number one guard! "
"Liang Province's number one guard?" Xiao Jue looked at her with a smile that wasn't a smile. "Who told you that?"
"Do I need someone to tell me?" She didn't know if the young man was drunk or not, but his tone was amazing. "I know what I'm doing."
Xiao Jue walked around him and put down her sword. She picked up the teapot on the table and poured herself a cup of tea. She had only taken one step when the young man stuck to her like a tail. He stood in front of her and asked, "Tell me, am I short?"
Did this person like to compare height with others when he was drunk? Xiao Jue glanced at his hair that just reached her chest and nodded. "Yes."
He Yan: "I'm not short!"
Xiao Jue: "…"
He Yan asked her again, "Am I stupid?"
Xiao Jue stopped pouring tea and stared at him. She said slowly, "Stupid."
He Yan: "I'm not stupid!"
Xiao Jue suddenly regretted that she didn't throw He Yan out of the courtyard immediately. Instead, she came here to ask for trouble. Other than listening to his nonsense, she didn't seem to get any useful information. Either He Yan was too stupid, or this person was so astute that not a single drop of water could leak out.
"What else do you want to say about yourself? Let's talk about it together." He lowered his eyes and said indifferently.
He Yan: "I'm tall and mighty, fierce and invincible, handsome and righteous. I'm such a righteous person. Why, why doesn't anyone like me? Do you know how hard I work every day? "
Xiao Jue: "…"
"Because of you, I'm very unhappy tonight. Let me ask you." She took a step forward and put as much distance between her and Xiao Jue as possible. She looked up at him and asked eagerly, "Do you like me?"
Xiao Jue took a step back and put some distance between them. He brushed his sleeve that was out of shape because of her tugging. It was as if he had seen the plague. He replied calmly, "I'm not gay."
"I'm not gay either." He Yan muttered and suddenly raised his head. His expression was sad and angry. He asked loudly, "Then why do you prefer Lei Hou over me! That person is only a little taller than me. How can he compare to me? Whether it's appearance, martial arts, or our past relationship, Xiao Jue, you're too much. You have no taste! I'm very disappointed! "
At this moment, Shen Han, who had just walked out of the room and was about to deliver some roasted rabbit meat to Xiao Jue, covered his mouth in surprise. Just now, he seemed to have heard an incredible secret.
Inside the room, a young man wearing a white undershirt looked at the person in front of him speechlessly. The young man looked up at him. His eyes were bright and there was no trace of fear or hesitation in his voice. He was so calm that it made people wonder what he was thinking.
What did he mean by past relationship? It was just that he had given him some medicine from the mandarin duck pot. How could it be a past relationship? This person was too friendly.
"But it's nothing." The young man suddenly raised the corner of his mouth. He smiled slyly and said in a low voice, "You chose Lei Hou to enter the Vanguard. Every day, I'll find Lei Hou to spar with. Ten times, I'll lose ten times. Everyone in the Liang Province Guards will know that Xiao Jue is blind. What will you do when the time comes? "
Xiao Jue: "…"
After saying this, He Yan let out a drunken belch. His body tilted and he fell onto Xiao Jue's soft couch. When he fell, half of his body fell onto the Evening Fragrance Zither. The strings of the zither let out an ear-piercing sound. With a "clang", the zither fell to the ground.
Xiao Jue stood in the middle of the room. His eyebrows were faintly twitching. He felt that today's idea of fishing for information while drunk was really terrible.
Glancing at the door, he saw a figure hesitating. He said coldly, "If you don't come in, what are you doing outside?"
Shen Han was startled. He trembled as he walked over. Just now, he had heard the secret at the door. When he entered the courtyard, he was seen by Fei Nu. He really didn't know whether to advance or retreat. At this moment, the Commander in Chief was in a bad mood. He shouldn't make fun of him.
"This subordinate brought some freshly roasted rabbit meat from outside. I thought that the Commander in Chief might not have eaten dinner, so I specially brought it over." Shen Han placed the roasted meat wrapped in oil paper on the table. "Commander in Chief, please enjoy. This subordinate will leave first."
"Wait." Xiao Jue said unhappily, "Such a big living person. Can't you see him?"
He indicated for Shen Han to look at He Yan. When Shen Han saw him, his heart jumped. Just now, he had heard that He Yan had a close relationship with Xiao Jue. Looking at him now, this young man was so generous as to sleep on Second Young Master Xiao's soft couch. That was Second Young Master Xiao's soft couch! Among the Liang Province Guards, he was probably the only one who had the guts to do so.
The relationship between the two of them was indeed not ordinary!
Xiao Jue walked in front of the soft couch. She lifted He Yan up by the collar and threw him in front of Shen Han. "He's your man. Take him away."
"I don't dare, I don't dare," Shen Han said.
Xiao Jue: "What?"
Shen Han hurriedly said, "This subordinate means that the recruits of the Liang Province Guards are all under the Commander in Chief. How can you say that he's my man? He's the Commander in Chief's man. "
Xiao Jue was so angry that she laughed. "Shen Han, you talk a lot today."
"This subordinate understands." Shen Han shivered. "This subordinate will take him away now!" Just as he turned and walked halfway, Shen Han seemed to have thought of something. He asked, "Where does the Commander in Chief think this subordinate should send this young man?"
Xiao Jue looked at him calmly. "Do you want me to send him to your house?"
"No, there's no need!" Shen Han's scalp went numb. He said, "He Yan … Just send him back to his original room!"
After Shen Han left, Fei Nu walked into the room.
Xiao Jue had already picked up the Evening Fragrance Zither from the floor. Thanks to He Yan's pressure, one of the strings on the zither had broken. Looking at the broken string, the young man couldn't help but pinch his forehead.
"Young Master." Fei Nu looked in the direction Shen Han had left. "Head Instructor Shen is a little strange today."
"He's often very strange," Xiao Jue replied.
"Young Master, do you think He Yan was drunk today?"
Xiao Jue put the zither away. Just now, He Yan had intended to drink tea, so the tea in the teacup had already turned cold. He poured away the cold tea and poured a new cup. He took a sip and said, "I'm not sure."
He wasn't sure if He Yan was drunk or not, because a normal sober person probably wouldn't talk to him like this. But looking at her steps, words, and expression, there wasn't a trace of confusion. The most important thing was that tonight, other than crushing a zither, breaking a jar of wine, and saying a bunch of crazy things, he didn't do anything else. Including revealing which side he was on.
This was hard to understand.
"He seems to have some complaints about Lei Hou being able to enter the Vanguard Battalion." Fei Nu said, "He wants to enter the Vanguard Battalion."
Xiao Jue mocked, "It's not just the Vanguard Battalion, he wants to get into our Nine Flags Battalion."
"Then …" Fei Nu asked, "Should we send him to the Vanguard Battalion and beat him at his own game?"
"No need," Xiao Jue said, "I have other plans."
Fei Nu didn't say anything else. Xiao Jue thought about what He Yan had said just now. He wanted to find Lei Hou every day to compare notes with him, to prove that he didn't have good eyesight. This kind of shameless behavior, this person was really good at it.
Looking at the mess in the house, the broken pieces of the zither were everywhere in the courtyard, He Yan actually had the face to say, "Because of you, I'm very unhappy this Mid-Autumn Festival." It really didn't make sense.
The young man stood in the house, elegant as jade, tall and straight like a pine tree. After a while, he sneered, "Crazy."
Outside, Shen Han, who was carrying He Yan on his back, was also very unhappy.
When the bystanders saw this, they all looked at Shen Han in surprise and said, "He Yan is drunk, why is the Chief Instructor still carrying him?"
Shen Han's face darkened and he didn't say a word. If he hadn't discovered the relationship between He Yan and Xiao Jue, Shen Han would at most find someone to carry He Yan back. But now that he knew that the relationship between the two of them wasn't shallow, Shen Han didn't dare to neglect it.
He Yan had just said that he had "past friendship" with Xiao Jue! It seemed that they had known each other for a long time. Why did the Chief Instructor pretend not to know He Yan and secretly investigate He Yan's identity? Could it be that the two of them were originally close, but there were many unforeseen events that happened along the way, resulting in their current situation?
No wonder everyone in Da Wei knew that Military Governor Xiao didn't get close to women. With such a handsome appearance and a heroic and outstanding appearance, so many women were eagerly throwing themselves at him, but he wasn't moved by countless beauties in front of him. It turned out … it turned out that he didn't like women at all!
When they were at Xiao Jue's door, He Yan asked, "Why do you like Lei Hou and not me?" His tone was so mournful that it could make anyone who heard it cry. Unfortunately, the Chief Instructor's heart was as hard as steel and he was completely unmoved. Shen Han's imagination ran wild. The more nervous he was, the more strange stories he remembered.
For example, He Yan and Xiao Jue did know each other in the past and were on good terms for a period of time. But later, Xiao Jue found out that He Yan's identity was different, so she cut off her feelings for him and drew a clear line between them. He Yan was young and unsatisfied. When he found out that Xiao Jue was coming to Liangzhou, he joined the army and sought an explanation from Xiao Jue. He even trained hard and wanted to enter the Vanguard Battalion to make Xiao Jue look at him in a new light.
He Yan indeed did well. Unfortunately, in order to avoid arousing suspicion, Xiao Jue actually picked Lei Hou's name. He Yan was heartbroken and in pain. He couldn't help but drink to drown his sorrows. After drinking, he revealed his true feelings and sought an explanation from Xiao Jue.
Military Governor Xiao, whose heart was as hard as steel, flatly refused. But in the end, he still considered their old relationship and allowed He Yan to sleep on his soft couch.
Very good. Shen Han applauded himself in his heart. It was very reasonable. It should be like this, not far from the truth.
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