MTL - Golden Stage-Chapter 67 North and South

The angle of Yan Xiaohan's questioning is really tricky. Fu Shen no matter how he answers, he admits that he is "brother". If he doesn't answer, he will be regarded as the default by Yan Xiaohan. Speaking of "punishment", in the end, 80% was still full of mischief.

However, as a result of his interruption, Fu Shen's guilt in his chest seemed lighter, and he no longer burned severely. Yan Xiaohan solved him very well, probably because what he said was Fu Shen's ability to listen to, and he gradually planted a considerable sense of security in Fu Shen's heart. Although it has not reached the level of "dependence", at least Fu Shen was willing to discuss it with him instead of concealing it and preferring to die by himself.

"It's time to punish," Fu Shen gave a backhand slap on his side, "then punish you as a cow and a horse, and bring Ben Hou back to town, okay?"

Yan Xiaohan agreed: "Okay."

After saying that, he said intently: "Can't you miss the opportunity to punish others?"

Fu Shen single-handedly grabbed his chin and laughed: "Mrs., those you think are not punishments, they are called weasels to give the chicken a New Year."

"The adulterer sees adulterer," Yan Xiaohanyi said with a stern words: "The frontline is heavy, and I didn't want to talk to you-I'm not a beast."

Inexplicably, General Fu became the "beast": "..."

Yan Xiaohan took Fu Shen's shoulders and took him in front of him. Fu Shen originally leaned obliquely on Yan Xiaohan's body. This time he simply lay down on his thigh. Yan Xiaohan bent over and kissed him on the eyebrow: "Don't worry, it won't take long, there will always be a chance to satisfy you."

Fu Shen has already been lazy to prove himself innocently, and he has said lazily: "I advise you not to be too full. When you lay Chang'an, aren't you going back? Or do you plan to find another way to come to Beiyan Tieqi Be a prisoner? "

Yan Xiaohan whispered, "Was he sitting on Hou's lap and serving as a prisoner?"

Fu Shen imagined the picture, couldn't stop laughing, and almost rolled from Yan Xiaohan's legs. Yan Xiaohan reached out and stopped. "I don't plan to go back."

Fu Shen looked up and asked, "Why?"

Yan Xiaohan said: "Jiangnan is too cold to live in."

Fu Shen said: "It's nonsense, it's May now."

"Hou Ye, do you know what is the cold pillow, dream soul?" Yan Xiaohan sighed sadly, "Either follow you or continue to join the army, as long as you stay in the north, do not leave you It's too far. I finally found you, and let me go back and taste the opposite side. Can it be cold? "

This sentence accurately poked Fu Shen's dumb hole. He said nothing for a moment, and said hardly, "Are you secretly carrying a private note behind me, why are you still singing a poem?"

"..." Yan Xiaohan reluctantly smiled. "Speaking of this, I remembered it. Did you know that I met a hunter when I was in Jinlingcheng and took a big goose to sell ..."

He told the story of the book of Hongyan to Fu Shen, and at last smiled, he said, "I was also a madman at that time. I did n’t want to let go of things from the north. I always felt that it was you ... ... "

"Ah, what," Fu Shen interrupted him, saying uncomfortably, "I don't need 'in case', it's me."

Yan Xiaohan froze on the spot, rolled his throat up and down, and asked dryly, "You ... say it again?"

"There is a piece of white silk on the leg of the goose. The silk says 'My wife is safe,' right?" Fu Shen held his hand and said frankly, "It was when I was in Ganzhou that I really couldn't bear what you thought. Only came up with such a method. "

Who would have thought that sweetness could be squeezed out during those bitter days. Yan Xiaohan was falling like a dream, his chest was undulating, and half a while before he shouted: "From south to north, there are more than thousands of miles away. We met ... "

Fu Shen embarrassedly said, "Yeah, what a coincidence."

Yan Xiaohan heard his tone wrong, and looked down at him suspiciously. Fu Shen remembered those stupid things he had done, and when there was a rare old face that could not hang, he urgently needed to sew into it: "I didn't do anything else, but I just felt that there was only a big wild goose, and how good it was to fly through Jinling City? So I asked the soldiers in the city to help, um ... dozen dozen more. I thought about it, maybe one of them would fall into your hands. "

Yan Xiaohan repeated: "'A dozen or so'?"

"Probably?" Fu Shen thought for a while, not sure, "Anyway, I have one or two on exercise every day? I can't remember."

"You ..." Yan Xiaohan didn't know what to say about him, "You are really ..."

"I am almost forced to become a veterinarian by Du Leng." Fu Shen answered calmly: "I miss you too. Do you think Jiangnan is cold, isn't Ganzhou cold?"

When he dreamed of flying through mountains and rivers, why did the person outside the mountains and rivers let him down?

After the reunion of sadness and joy, we found out that each other was the same, and the same form was only a shadow.

Mutual silence, for a moment, only a deep kiss and deep embrace can slightly soothe your heart.

At this moment, the world is quiet, and the world is silent. The world seems to be at rest. Only the river is endless, all the way forward, to the sky.

The next day it was dark, Fu Shen woke up from Yan Xiaohan's arms, and slowly sat up with the tiredness of not sleeping enough. The hand resting on his waist slipped down, Yan Xiaohan took a hold, and immediately woke up, asking in a mute voice, "Are you up?"

"Did you be upset last night, right?" Fu Shen reached out and patted him gently on his back, probably because he just woke up, his tone and movement were soft and disgusting, "Nothing is wrong today, you lie down again For a while. "

He hasn't been asleep ever since. He was up and down again yesterday and woke up at night. As soon as his body moved, Yan Xiaohan would stagger him into his arms, coax a few words, and hold him to sleep again.

"It's okay," Yan Xiaohan struggled out of the warm quilt, flung forward, hung himself on Fu Shen's back, and sleepily said: "Don't wear those boots today, take a wheelchair , I help you wash. "

Although the boots made by the Beiyan Army Armed Services Division allowed him to walk as usual, after all, they were not real legs and feet, and the way of exerting force was different. Long-term wear was particularly burdensome for the waist. So Fu Shen had to take a wheelchair when he was marching.

Yan Xiaohan found it when he entered the door yesterday, but he didn't say anything. Only now it seems to be mentioned. Fu Shen led his impassioned thoughtfulness and nodded his head: "Yes."

Yan Xiaohan forgot to close the door when he got back to the water. Yu Qiaoting, who was up early, happened to pass by the house again. He didn't hold his strong curiosity, glanced down the half-closed door, and almost scared his hand. Oil cakes.

Jing Ning Hou, who did not blink when he was blinded, was so embarrassed that he sat obediently, Yan Xiaohan wiped his face with his handkerchief, and was skilled and attentive like an old mother. When Yan Xiaohan took care of everything, Fu was lazy. Yan Yanghan stretched out his hands and said something, Yan Xiaohan bent over and hugged him, and put him in a wheelchair.

This scene does not look like a broken leg, but rather a broken brain.

General Yu, who is still a bachelor, still can't figure it out anyway: Wen Neng'an, the Bei Yan commander of martial arts, did he take the wrong medicine, and then he became only a wife and only a wife. Shoes?

Soon, this confusion became a common question for all the generals of the Northern Yan Army stationed in Tangli Town.

They haven't seen Fu Shen's days when he was recovering in Yan's government, so he asked Yilai to stretch his hands to open his mouth. Now in this remote country, Yan Xiaohan only thinks that there is nothing, even if he cares, he can only do so in a limited way. Place to play.

In fact, the extraordinary things are done behind closed doors. In front of outsiders, especially in front of a group of subordinates, although Fu Shen does not pay attention to the majesty of the coach, Yan Xiaohan has to take a good measure to avoid provoke criticism. But the more so, the smaller the actions such as pouring tea and whispering, the more restrained and tender.

It didn't take long for a group of people to run away with them.

Fu Shen took a sip of tea and wondered, "What's going on today, one by one like Sichun's little lady?"

Yan Xiaohan smiled deeply, "Who knows."

It didn't take long for a soldier to report that General Zhao Xicheng had crossed the Ziyang River and was seeking information outside the station. Yan Fu and the two looked at each other in unison, Fu Shen instructed: "Please come in." While taking advantage of the time, turned to laugh at Yan Xiaohan and said: "General Zhao can't sit still so quickly, you can see that your supervisor is still A little weight. "

"A few pounds and a few pounds are worth mentioning," Yan Xiaohan said generously. "If Hou Ye wants it, I will give it to you for free."

Fu Shen laughed: "What's the use of me coming, do you keep it for the New Year?"

Yan Xiaohan pretended to be obedient and docile and said, "In fact, you can also raise boring and sleep."

What Fu Shen really thinks of him is how he likes it. After coming out of Southwest China last year, he was not so relieved. Until Zhao Xicheng came in, the smile in his eyes was not concealed. General Zhao looked for a moment, and said that Jingninghou was full of spring breeze. Is it that Chang'an City has stabilized?

Zhao Xicheng was a general of the Fenzhou army. The Fenzhou coach died when the Dais invaded. After Yuantai Emperor Xixuan, he was unwilling to fight, and led the rest of Fenzhou to Jingchu. After the establishment of the new dynasty, it will be relegated to Jinling.

He is one of the few northern generals that Yan Xiaohan can use. Fu Shen and the Fenzhou Army had beaten the mule before, and he still had a bit of impression on Zhao Xicheng. He only remembered that he had a good temper and was a bit dead-headed. Unexpectedly, after the death of the coach, it turned out that he came forward to support the banner of the Fenzhou Army, and after all hardships, he finally returned to the Central Plains.

General Zhao's years are not confused, but he still respects Fu Shen. The two politely discussed how to attack Changan. Zhao Xicheng saw that he was in a good mood and tentatively said, "Dare to ask Grandpa Hou, what do you think of the battle in Changan ... How confident are you?"

"Huh?" Fu Shen smiled. "Three to four percent. Chang'an is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is a hard battle."

So what are you laughing at? !!

Yan Xiaohan sat silently listening to the two of them arguing, pretending that he was a beautiful decoration, and secretly looking at Fu Shen every three minutes, as if not enough.

When the discussion about the war came to an end, Zhao Xicheng finally stated Ai Ai's other purpose of the trip: "Hou Ye, since it is not going to start a war, it is better to let Master Yan go back first, military affairs ..."

Fu Shen interrupted without waiting for him to say, "Why, you can't fight without a supervisor?"

"This ..." General Zhao froze, frowning: "Master Yan is the emperor's special ambassador and stays in the North Yan Army ... I am afraid it is out of order."

"What world is it now," Fu Shen smiled slightly, "General Zhao is going to tell Ben Hou about the rules of your new dynasty on the Bei Yan Army's site?"

The two sides are not the same now. Fu Shen holds the land in the northwest and can almost sit on an equal footing with the new dynasty. Seeing Khan's sweat on his forehead, Zhao Xicheng got up and apologized, even offending.

"At that time, the Emperor Taiji gave the marriage to this prince, Jinkouyuyan, everyone in the world knows it." Fu Shen set aside his tea cup and said coolly: "Master Yan is not a fake for the new dynasty, but he is a prince and the new dynasty. I have to talk about a come first come. Ben asked him to stay here, not even a piece of hair can bring out the door. General Zhao, do you understand what I mean? "

The author has something to say: 原 "The upper prince knows his wife, and the next jewellery knows the shoes" is the original sentence of Guo Degang's "Weneng mentions the peace of the world, martial arts immediately set the stage, the upper lie knows the pussy, the next prince knows the shoes". It ’s not an old saying. I do n’t use it rigorously. Just look at it. 2k novel reading network