My lord, wake up

Chapter 15 Letter

On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, the postman delivered several carts of goods from Changyu to the military camp, which were letters and clothes sent from the homes of the soldiers in the army.

The military regulations are strict, and in the past, frequent family letters were not allowed. No matter the general or the soldier, they only exchanged letters with their families every year at the end of the year and the beginning of the year. Except for New Year's Eve, this is probably the busiest day in the army.

Everyone gathered on the school grounds, waiting for the small capital to collect the items and send them to everyone, while the letters from the generals' homes were sent directly to their respective dormitory tents.

Entering the new year, there is not much time left for the border guards to celebrate. After the two-day vacation, they quickly invested in a new round of preparations.

On the issue of dealing with Cangchuan, Wei Yan did not want to sit still this time, but planned to try to take the initiative. After a whole day, he had been discussing strategies with other generals, and he was busy until evening when he had time to return to his dormitory. Check the package sent from that home.

Since joining the army, this was the first time that Wei Yan asked his family to help him prepare items, so the burden he received this year was particularly heavy.

Chen Zimu was still asleep, Wei Yan put all the heavy clothes in the bag aside first, and took out the letter underneath.

In the letter Wei Yan sent back, he confessed to Wei Lin that he rescued Chen Zimu, and at the same time asked his father to help him pay attention to whether there are any medicinal material merchants or aristocratic families in Luancheng that have declined in recent years.

Wei Lin disapproved of his reckless way of bringing people back, and criticized him harshly in the letter, but after the reprimand, he still investigated the two situations he said.

According to reports from the subordinates sent by Wei Lin, not only Luancheng, but none of the nearby large state capitals has suddenly declined in recent years, and no drug dealer has suddenly declined, and the same is true for aristocratic families.

In the letter, Wei Lin also mentioned something that surprised Wei Yan.

It is said that Ran Ying's court has not been peaceful in recent years. According to Wei Lin, this time Cangchuan sent troops suddenly. Apart from the lack of resources in Cangchuan and the urgent need to expand its territory, it is very likely that important officials of Ran Ying's court participated in it. , Collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country, if this is the case, it can almost be concluded that there must be spies in the Zhenbei Army.

Wei Lin suspects that Chen Zimu, who sneaked into the barracks with an excuse, may also be a member of the rebellious forces. In this way, his purpose of getting close to Wei Yan, and even taking the initiative to treat the wounded and capture people's hearts can be justified.

Those guesses about Chen Zimu's identity in the back Wei Yan only glanced roughly, but didn't take a closer look. The next moment, the fragile letter paper was crushed in his palm.

treason.

The positions of the two countries are different, Cang Chuan is determined to attack, as Ran Ying's soldiers, they can only choose to fight, there is no other choice.But he never expected that power struggles would be involved, and he would not hesitate to treason and instigate wars for his own selfish desires.

Thinking of the thousands of soldiers who died in the previous wars, Wei Yan only wanted to arrest those traitors and spies.

As for Chen Zimu, Wei Yan turned his head and looked at the man who was still sleeping...

No matter how his father analyzed it, he still insisted on his original judgment. He believed that Chen Zimu had no malice towards him, let alone treason.But as a general's duty, he must not let the other party have access to important information in the army.

Now it is certain that Chen Zimu's identity is fake. If he is not a spy who sneaked into the barracks, nor is he a dead soldier sent by Cangchuan to assassinate the general, then what is the real identity of the man and what is the purpose of sneaking into the barracks.

All this remains a mystery.

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When Chen Zimu woke up from his sleep, he opened his eyes and saw Wei Yan standing by the bed and staring at him.

"Am I going to bed late again?"

"No, I came back earlier today." Wei Yan took some folded clothes aside, "I asked the family to make some clothes for you, you can try to see if they fit you first."

Chen Zimu took the clothes, but didn't move immediately. He slightly raised his head, looked at Wei Yan quietly for a moment, sensitively sensed Wei Yan's strange mood today, and blurted out: "General, what's bothering you today?"

After he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong almost immediately: "I'm sorry, it was Zimu who overstepped."

"It's okay." Wei Yan shook his head, not intending to blame him, but he didn't explain his emotions at the moment, just said, "Try on the clothes first, and go to dinner later."

Chen Zimu's eyes darkened, and he noticed the unburned confetti in the charcoal basin at the end of the bed. Just now, Wei Yan said that he asked his family to prepare the clothes, so today he received a letter from the General's Mansion.

Wei Sheng was so angry that he couldn't even hide his emotions. Is it really about the military, or... about himself?

Flipping through the clothes in his hand, Chen Zimu asked hesitantly: "General, can you avoid it for a while, Zimu hasn't bathed for many days, and wants to wipe it off before changing into obscene clothes."

"You just recovered from the cold, I'll bring you a bucket of hot water."

Wei Yan went out of the tent as he spoke, and after a while, he brought half a bucket of hot water back and put it beside the bed, and poured in some cold water that was originally stored in the tent, tested the temperature, and put down the things in his hands when he felt it was right. : "Okay, I'll wait for you outside."

Chen Zimu watched Wei Yan carefully do these things for him, and said softly: "Thank you, General."

Wei Yan's attitude towards him didn't seem to have changed from before. Chen Zimu didn't look at the rest of the paper, took off his clothes, and slowly wiped his body with the towel in the bucket.

Although the water temperature was just right, the low temperature in the tent still made him shiver uncontrollably, but it was this kind of cold that made his thoughts clearer.

Since Wei Yan sent a letter back home and asked someone to prepare his clothes, he must have been mentioned. He grew up in the imperial city since he was a child, and his Luancheng accent is very obvious. Rigorous, I'm afraid it has already been investigated, and there is no such family in Luancheng as he described.

But Wei Yan didn't ask any more questions. Was it out of trust, or, in Wei Yan's heart, he had already decided that he would not tell the truth, and felt that even asking was meaningless?

The idea of ​​confessing his identity once again floated in Chen Zimu's mind, but in the end he still couldn't overcome his reason.

He believed that Wei Yan would not be treasonous, and believed in the loyalty of the Wei family for several generations, but he did not dare to gamble with the whole of Ran Ying.

What's more, a certain corner of his heart is also afraid, fearing that once his identity is exposed in front of Wei Yan, the distance between the two will be even further...

In the end, until Chen Zimu changed his clothes and went out, he still couldn't think of a suitable answer to those questions.

Opening the curtain, it didn't know when it started to snow outside. The man was holding an oil umbrella, standing with his back, staring at the snowflakes accumulated on the roof of the tent in the distance.

"The clothes are very suitable, let the general worry about it."

Hearing Chen Zimu's voice, Wei Yan turned around, and the water-blue figure came into his eyes like this, and the snow all over the sky and the distant rays of the sun seemed to be overshadowed in an instant.

Wei Yan has always known that Chen Zimu is good-looking, from the startling glimpse when he first met, to the astonishment when he opened his eyes every morning when getting along day and night, but none of these are as shocking as this moment.

Chen Zimu dressed in a water-blue robe lazily and elegantly. His long ink-like silk hair was scattered over his shoulders. His skin as white as suet jade made the already delicate facial features more three-dimensional and vivid. A single snowflake seems to be the most appropriate decoration, one point too bright, one point less monotonous.

At this moment, Chen Zimu was so beautiful that he was not like a mortal, but he really looked like a fairy who fell into the world with the snow.

Wei Yan stared straight at him for a long time, then finally remembered to put the umbrella in his hand, and coughed uncomfortably: "It's cold outside, why don't you put on a fur coat."

Chen Zimu saw Wei Yan's reaction and smiled: "I want you to take a look first."

"This dress...you look great in it." Xu Shi heard him say that, Wei Yan praised him earnestly and quickly, and was embarrassed to look at him after the compliment, put the umbrella in his hand and turned around to pay Went to fetch his coat for him.

Leaving Chen Zimu smiling at the same place, the short few months in the barracks, if counted, is more than the number of times he has really enjoyed himself in the palace in the past 20 years.

Not long after, Wei Yan took the snow-white rabbit fur and stood behind him to put it on without letting him go.

The rabbit fur was also prepared by Wei Yan at home this time. It was made of the best materials. The thick fur blocked most of the chill and made Chen Zimu warm.

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After the meal, the two of them walked back slowly through the snow under an umbrella. Chen Zimu looked down frequently. After almost bumping into a patrolling soldier, Wei Yan couldn't help but reach out and hug him to his side. Lan, "You don't look at the road, what are you always looking down at?"

"The general's leg doesn't seem to be in any discomfort today."

It was cold and snowy at the border, and even though Wei Yan didn't mention it before, Chen Zimu could still see that his leg disease was more or less onset, but today's careful observation did not reveal any abnormalities.

Hearing Chen Zimu's words, Wei Yan was stunned. If the other party hadn't mentioned it, he would not have noticed it. This time it snowed, he didn't seem to have any discomfort, even the slight tingling that accompanied the whole winter in the past disappeared.

"There is really no discomfort." Wei Yan's expression was a little surprised, "Is this healed?"

Chen Zimu was naturally happy in his heart, but he still said very seriously: "The general's health is not bad, and the treatment should be over after a while, but whether he is completely cured or not, we have to go back and check in detail."

After returning to the tent, Chen Zimu took off his fur coat, motioned Wei Yan to sit at the table, and sat opposite him to feel his pulse.

Feeling the cool fingertips on his wrist, Wei Yan felt an inexplicable sense of security in his heart.

After a while, Chen Zimu moved his hands away and said, "General, take off your clothes and lie down on the bed. I need to check the wound."

Ever since Chen Zimu got angry when he took a shower last time, Wei Yan would follow almost every word Chen Zimu said, and he could be called a good patient.

Chen Zimu first checked the scar on his left knee, then pressed a few nearby acupuncture points leisurely for a while, asked him how he felt, and got the same answer as expected, the look in his eyes relaxed, revealing some Smiling: "It seems that he is indeed cured, congratulations, general."

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Wei Yan saw Chen Zimu's expression in new clothes: Σ(っ°﹃°;)っ