Gu Yun actually lived next door to Chang Geng, but unlike here, the place where he stayed seemed deserted.

If Chang Geng had said "no need to serve", Governor Guo would have been smirking and would have boasted about how "Your Highness is diligent, frugal and loves the people" and would have shoved dozens of servants in his way.

But even if he had a sack of courage, Lord Guo would not dare to run to Marshal Gu to flatter him.

Gu Yun said lightly, "Don't disturb me." Except for those scary Black Iron Camp soldiers, no one dared to step into the place where he lived.

In the past, when Gu Yun couldn't hear or see clearly, he would become extremely tense and he particularly hated having unfamiliar people hanging around him.

Shen Yi hadn't seen him so tense for a long time. He thought that after two years of hiding in Yanhui Town, Gu Yun had learned how to coexist peacefully with this vague world, but now it seems that it may not be possible.

The one who learned to coexist peacefully was only "Shen Shiliu", not Gu Yun.

Actually, to be honest, Gu Yun's usual confident and calm demeanor was most likely fake, but he pretended so sincerely that no one could tell the truth.

At the same time, although his deafness and blindness were real, they seemed to be fake.

From this perspective, Marshal Gu can be said to have demonstrated with his own actions what "when the false is made to appear true, the true becomes false" means. Shen Yi doesn't know whether he is really missing something in his heart or if he is doing it on purpose.

Oh yes, his sincerity is actually real, but it doesn’t seem to be believable.

It was getting close to evening, the night had just fallen, and the evening stars had not yet appeared. The first thing Gu Yun did after returning to the house was to turn on all the lights.

Then he took off the glass mirror, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and said to Shen Yi: "Give me the medicine."

Shen Yi was a gentle and refined chatterbox. Nagging was his second main occupation besides fighting. He continued with ease, "Marshal, medicine is three-quarters poison. Unless it's a matter of urgency, I think you should drink as little as possible..."

Gu Yun stood under the lamp expressionlessly, his eyes a little dazed, without any reaction.

Shen Yi shut up - he remembered that at this distance, Gu Yun couldn't hear him.

Gu Yun's deafness is a sure-win for those who gossip. It has never failed over the years. Shen Yi had no choice but to turn around and go to the kitchen to boil the medicine.

The glass mirror is a useless thing. When it is clamped on the bridge of the nose, any slight change in temperature around it will condense into white mist to block the vision. It is also very fragile. Once broken, it can easily hurt the eyes. It is very inconvenient for military commanders to move around. However, if you just wear it in your own room for an emergency, it is not a big deal.

After Shen Yi left, Gu Yun put the glass mirror back on his nose, sharpened it himself, and started writing.

Although Governor Guo was only a minor official at the border, he did not live in poverty. The lamp on his table was not an ordinary oil lamp, but a gas lamp with adjustable brightness. Judging from the overly complicated lace, it might have been bought from the barbarians.

Next to the gas lamp there was an imitation of a Western clock, which looked very similar, but upon closer inspection, the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches and the twelve hours were carefully marked on it, and there was a small window in the upper left corner showing the changes of the twenty-four solar terms, which made it look a bit out of place. Under the transparent clock base, gears of all sizes were moving forward motionlessly. Gu Yun hated this thing because the gears were very noisy when they turned, so he thought of asking someone to take it out another day.

But it didn't matter right now, since he couldn't hear it anyway.

When Shen Yi came back with a bowl of medicinal soup, Gu Yun had just finished writing.

Gu Yun: "Please check if there is anything wrong with it for me."

The gas lamp was blindingly bright, and on the lampshade was a row of topless Western women, all posing and flirting, every detail was visible. Shen Yi shielded the light with his hand and muttered in a low voice, "How disgraceful."

Then he quickly scanned Gu Yun's memorial and sighed, "Is there anything wrong with it? Marshal, please forgive me for my lack of knowledge and talent. I don't see anything wrong with your memorial."

Gu Yun: "Hmm? What?"

Shen Yi: “…”

He pinched a corner of Gu Yun's handwriting and stuffed it back into his arms. He gently supported his elbow and pointed to the small couch next to him, signaling him to stay where it was cooler. Then he spread out paper and dipped it in ink, intending to start writing a new one.

Gu Yun held the medicine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Then he leaned back on the exquisite beauty couch without taking off his shoes, crossed his legs high, and waited quietly for the medicine to take effect. At the same time, his hands were not idle either - Gu Yun folded the paper into a paper swallow with his ten fingers, and then let go of it and flew towards the back of Shen Yi's head.

How bad is this person's hand!

Shen Yi heard the sound of the wind and grabbed his hands. He was so angry that he asked Gu Yun, "Can you hear me talking like this?"

"It's okay, a little vague," Gu Yun said, "Anyway, that's what I just wrote. You can just change it into a decent statement for me."

Shen Yi sighed, "General, tell the Emperor that it was the Fourth Prince who saw through the conspiracy between the Hu woman and the barbarians and sacrificed his own family for the greater good, which allowed our army to seize the initiative and annihilate the barbarians in one fell swoop? Do you believe this?"

Gu Yun didn't know what kind of magic potion he drank, but the two small moles on the corners of his eyes and earlobes seemed to come alive and turned red again.

"What else?" Gu Yun asked, "Should I tell His Majesty that I have wanted to dominate the military power of Daliang for a long time, and I have been thinking about taking over the military power of Northern Frontier as soon as the dust settled on the Western Expedition, and I have long wanted to use the opportunity of protecting the little prince to set a trap for the barbarians? Or should I secretly interfere in the purple gold black market that has been banned repeatedly, and accidentally discovered that the amount of purple gold flowing into the black market in recent years is abnormally large?"

Shen Yi: “…”

Gu Yun said shamelessly: "You can make it up a little bit, make it look believable, otherwise what's the point of having you? Besides, with that unlucky mother, Chang Geng will inevitably be harassed by those old bastards after returning to the capital. You have to polish it for me later. Just say that although the Fourth Prince has a miserable life, he is still loyal to his country. You must make it more tragic. As long as the Emperor cries, I don't think anyone will dare to say anything."

Shen Yi: “…”

Just after he coaxed the prince, he made the emperor cry again.

Shen Yi sneered and put down his pen: "Shen is not knowledgeable enough, the Marshal should ask for someone else's help."

Gu Yun: "Ah!"

Shen Yi tilted his head and saw him using a self-torture tactic without any sincerity: "My head hurts so much that it's about to explode. Brother Ji Ping, apart from you, I have no one else around me who can help me. How can you bear to betray me? This desolate world is so heartless and heartless. What's the point of living?"

After saying this, he covered his chest with his hands, fell straight onto the small couch, and pretended to be dead in the position of a coffin.

...Why is he covering his chest when he says he has a headache?

A row of happy little blue veins popped out on the back of Shen Yi's hand.

But after a while, Shen Yi had no choice but to sit down again, spread out the paper, and carefully revised Gu Yun's memorial.

After Gu Yun lay down, he did not pretend to be dead again because he really had a headache. Shen Yi also knew that this was the sequelae of his bowl of magic medicine. After drinking a bowl of medicine soup, he would feel sharp-eared and clear-eyed for a stick of incense, and his whole body would feel relaxed. After this stick of incense, he would start to have a splitting headache. As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt that everything around him was spinning, and all the sounds were sometimes far away and sometimes near.

This symptom will gradually ease after about half an hour, and then his hearing and eyesight will temporarily return to normal.

It was hard to say how long it would last - when Gu Yun first used this medicine, he banged his head against the bedpost due to the pain, and after that he could see and hear clearly for more than three months, which made him almost forget that there were still two parts of his body that were not working properly. As he used the medicine more and more frequently, on the one hand he developed the skill of being able to fall asleep no matter how painful it was, but at the same time, the effect of the medicine seemed to be slowly diminishing for him.

Up to now, a dose of medicine can only last him three to five days.

"Maybe in a few years it will be completely useless." Shen Yi thought.

The two of them sat and lay in silence until late at night when they heard the sound of night watchmen in the distance. Shen Yi put down his pen, turned around, picked up a blanket and covered Gu Yun with it. Gu Yun maintained the same coffin-shaped sleeping posture as when he lay down, motionless, except for his frown. His lips and cheeks were as pale as before, with only two cinnabar moles that complemented each other beautifully.

Shen Yi glanced at him and walked out quietly.

The next day, Marshal Gu got up and became a lively and energetic Marquis Anding again.

Before dawn, Shen Yi was woken up by Gu Yun, who had gotten up early, banging on the door. He opened the door sleepily.

Gu Yun said proudly, "I finally got what I ordered. Just wait and see. I'll go and ask for forgiveness. I promise I can appease that little bastard!"

Shen Yi blinked hard and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Marquis Anding ordered four soldiers from the Black Iron Camp to carry a large box that was longer than the roof beams, and went to look for Chang Geng in a mighty manner. When they passed by the silver dan grass that Chang Geng had harmed the day before, they plucked a leaf and stuffed it into their mouth, not minding the prickly edge of the leaf. They played a tune of their own invention with the leaf, announcing the old man's arrival from afar.

As a result, just as he entered Chang Geng's courtyard, he was greeted by a heavy sword that was opened with murderous intent to welcome the guest. A servant who was preparing to serve tea screamed in fear, and the tea tray fell to the ground, and the cups, pots, plates and bowls were smashed to pieces.

A palm-length knife popped out from Gu Yun's sleeve instantly, and it blocked the heavy sword in Chang Geng's hand in mid-air. The whole person slid out like a fish, and the edges of the two sharp blades rubbed lightly, making a long and reverberating sound of metal and stone. Then Gu Yun bent his fingers and flicked lightly, and Chang Geng's wrist suddenly became numb, and the heavy sword almost slipped out of his hand, so he was forced to retreat.

Gu Yun flicked the knife back onto his wrist guard, put his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, is there anything that bothers you so early in the morning? It doesn't matter, just go to me and I'll be fine once you calm down."

Chang Geng: “…”

The man surnamed Gu might have thought that he was here to take responsibility and apologize, but unfortunately, it looked like he had come here specifically to cause trouble.