don't fight the general

Chapter 41

As dusk approached, the entire garrison camp was shrouded in brilliant sunlight, and the hustle and bustle of the day faded away, gradually returning to tranquility.At this time, a horse rides through the rays of the sun and comes, and it doesn't stop until the gate of the camp, followed by a handsome young man in white and gets off the horse.

The soldiers guarding the camp immediately stepped forward and took the reins from the young man: "General, you are back!"

"Well," Cui Wei nodded towards him, looking into the camp, "Is everything in the camp as usual today?"

"Back to the general, everything is as usual, there are several generals in charge, there is no abnormality."

"En." Cui Wei responded, and was about to walk towards the camp when he suddenly heard the sound of a horse's hooves behind him. The steed came towards the camp, and it was not until the gate of the camp that the horse was reined in and turned over from above.

Cui Wei clasped his arms around his chest, tilted his head and looked at the person in front of him: "Where did General Fu go, and come back in such a hurry?"

"Of course I have something to do, and it was ordered by the general. Have you forgotten?" Fu Yue replied casually, glanced at Cui Wei, and found that he was holding a scroll in his hands around his chest, and immediately stretched out his hand : "What is the general holding? A new city defense map?"

Almost immediately, Cui Wei put his hands behind his back: "No, it's my own." After saying that, he turned his back and said, "It's getting late, don't stand in front of the camp gate."

Fu Yue handed over his horse to the soldiers guarding the camp, followed Cui Wei's footsteps a few steps forward, and pulled the scroll without stopping, saying, "It's not the city defense map, show me."

Cui Wei, however, seemed to have expected his actions a long time ago, turned to the side, let go of his hand, and at the same time raised his hand to protect the scroll in his arms: "I can take a look at you from a distance when I enter the tent. But don't reach out."

Fu Yue grew up with Cui Wei from a young age. The two of them are like brothers. They can come in and out of each other's camp freely, and they can share anything, but they have never seen Cui Wei like this. A little curious, he stepped forward and put his arms around Cui Wei's shoulders, walking forward and asking: "What is this amazing good thing, so mysterious?"

Cui Wei glanced at him sideways, remembering something, the corners of his lips curled up and then returned to normal: "Anyway, this is the only one in the world, and no one else has it."

Fu Yue snorted nonchalantly: "I heard people say that you went out early this morning, and you should have just come back after seeing your posture. Hey, speaking of it, you have left the camp quite a few times during this period of time. In the past, there were many more, and I came back happily every time, what good place did I go to?"

It's not a time of war, and with all the generals in the army, Cui Wei, the commander, doesn't have to stay in the camp every day.But because Cui Wei doesn't like to make friends with people by nature, he has no other place to go when he leaves the camp. In the past, he still stayed in the camp for most of his free time. Even if he went to Yunzhou City occasionally, he would stay with Fu Yue or a few generals. It is indeed unprecedented to go out alone from time to time like now, and it is no wonder that Fu Yue feels curious.

Cui Wei looked down at the scroll in his hand, raised his other hand and touched his ear, and whispered: "I didn't go anywhere, I just wandered around in Yunzhou City."

It's just that after turning around every time, somehow they will arrive at the gate of Prince Rui's Mansion. Now that they have arrived, it is not rude to go in and sit down.

In fact, counting, I haven’t been there a few times during this period of time, and there were two times when I really wanted to go to Yunzhou City for business, and after finishing the business, I only thought about going to Ruiwang’s Mansion. Of course, I mainly wanted to go to Yunzhou City. See how the painting turned out.

Cui Wei has never looked forward to something so much since he grew up so big. He was always afraid that Yan Jing would be on a whim that day, and he was afraid that he would forget about it.Every time I came to the door, I wanted to inquire about the progress, but after seeing Yan Jing, I couldn't really ask.In this way, day after day dragged on until the tenth day. Cui Wei couldn't wait for Yan Jing to deliver the painting to Daying, so he got up early in the morning and entered the city. An iota of peace of mind.

Fu Yue glanced at Cui Wei's face, and said strangely: "Why do I feel that something is wrong with you today, no, it's because something is not right these days, Cui Wei, do you have something on your mind?"

Cui Wei's ears twitched, and his fingers lightly brushed the scroll, what's on his mind?It doesn't seem to be there either, maybe because of the expectations, this period of time seems to be happier than before.

Cui Wei raised his hand and wiped his face, put back the thoughts that were about to drift away, and glanced at Fu Yue: "You still talk about me, where did you go today? What did you say that I ordered?"

"Isn't that the Beiliang princess?" Fu Yue's nose twitched, "That young lady obediently let us arrange her and didn't run away, but she has a lot of demands. Today I want to taste our Wei people's food, and I want to see it tomorrow. Our poems and books, I don't think too much, maybe we will cooperate with her in the future, so I will find a way to be satisfied."

Cui Wei glanced at Fu Yue strangely: "Isn't there someone who is dedicated to guarding her, and you need to run away in person for these trivial matters?"

Fu Yue touched his nose unnaturally: "It's not that the eldest lady asked me to go."

"Oh." Cui Wei nodded, "It can't be too many troubles. This morning, our people in Beiliang sent news that the old Khan King of Beiliang is indeed dying. The one who has not succeeded is now I can't hold back anymore, I will discuss with the generals later, if we want to borrow the power of that Beiliang princess, we should let her go back first."

"Huh," Fu Yue responded, then stopped suddenly, "Huh? Let her go so soon?"

"Quick?" Cui Wei frowned, "She's been away for too long, and she might be suspected if she goes back like this. If you delay, the old Khan King will die first, and it will be useless for her to go back."

Fu Yue nodded, obviously agreeing with Cui Wei's words.But he couldn't help frowning, he squeezed his fingers lightly, bit his lower lip, and said slowly after a long while: "Cui Wei."

"Huh?" Cui Wei turned his head to look at Fu Yue, and found that he was looking at his feet with his head down, wondering what he was thinking.Ever since Cui Wei took over the commander-in-chief seal, Fu Yue has always addressed him as a general in order to establish his dignity in the army. At this moment, he suddenly called his name, probably because he really wanted to say something, so he couldn't help but slow down his voice, "What?"

"You said that her brother is so cruel, so if we let her go back like this, will it hurt her?"

"If she doesn't want to, we won't force her, anyway, we didn't put our hope on her." Cui Wei said lightly, "But I think she will want to go back, after all, it is her own tribe, she still has Mother is here."

Fu Yue thought about it, finally shook his head lightly, and chuckled lightly: "Forget it, I'm here to worry about something for a Beiliang man."

After finishing speaking, he put his arms around Cui Wei's shoulders again, and said calmly: "Go, go, I want to see what's in your scroll."

Cui Wei glanced at him, but didn't say anything more, the pace of his feet was really fast, and he probably wanted to look at the painting in his hand again, and entered his camp together with Fu Yue.

The sky was getting darker, candles were lit in the camp, and the figures of two teenagers were reflected inside.

At this moment, the Prince Rui's Mansion, dozens of miles away, also lit up the lamps, illuminating the mansion brightly, but only one candle was lit in the room in the middle, the candle flickered, and the whole room was dark.

Yinping took advantage of this light to look into the room, and found that His Royal Highness was still lying on the soft couch by the window, sleeping unconsciously.Yinping retracted his body and counted with his fingers. Since the young master left in the daytime, his highness has been sleeping. He has been sleeping since the afternoon until now it is dark and he has no intention of waking up. Not eating much, Yinping was a little hesitant, wondering if he should wake him up and have dinner first?

His Majesty has been working hard during this time, every day when he has a little free time, he goes to the yard to study martial arts, other than going to the stables to see the two new horses, he shuts himself in the study and paints tirelessly.

Occasionally when the young master came to the door, he would come out to meet people, drink tea and chat with the young master, and sometimes even unravel tricks in the yard.

Yin Ping could feel that His Royal Highness was very tired these days, but he could also see that he was happy in his heart, because his eyes, which were always calm, seemed to have an unprecedented look.

So who is that little boy?

While Yinping was guessing, there was a little noise from inside, followed by Yan Jing's voice: "Yinping!"

Yinping walked in quickly, quickly lit the candles inside, turned around and saw Yan Jing still leaning on the soft couch, with a lazy expression: "What time is it?"

"Your Highness, we have just arrived at Xushi."

Yan Jing covered her lips and yawned: "I actually slept for so long."

"Your Highness is too tired these days." Yinping replied, "Shall we have dinner now?"

Yan Jing touched her stomach and nodded: "Have someone deliver it directly, I'll eat it here."

"Yes, Your Highness." Yin Ping went out and ordered, then turned around and began to tidy up Yan Jing's messy desk. Seeing a few sheets of drawing paper piled up on it, he couldn't help asking, "Your Highness, what should I do with these paintings?" ? Take it to be framed?”

"It's just a few pieces of waste paper, what's worth framing." Yan Jing said casually, "The ones from the past few days, let's send them to the stove and burn them together. They are all things that can't be sold, and there is no need to keep them It's gone." At this point, he suddenly frowned, "Anyway, the best one has already been sent out."