Who else could be as boring as You Liang? Yan Yunhe thought, could it be those officials who passed by just now?

Seeing his confusion, You Liang suddenly smiled and said, "Forget it, maybe I saw it wrong."

"You can't leave me behind. We agreed to be brothers in need!" You Liang hugged him. He put his hand on Yan Yunhe's shoulder and said affectionately.

Affected by his hangover, he couldn't understand a word of what You Liang said now.

Yan Yunhe shook his head, pushed You Liang's hand away, once again rejected the other party's proposal to go to the teahouse together, and boarded his carriage.

Back at the Yong'an Marquis Mansion, Yun Yun couldn't catch up on his sleep. It was already dusk when he woke up.

Sometimes he really didn't understand why the morning court had to start so early. After the court, he often had to go back to his house to catch up on sleep, which was a waste of time.

He practiced Kung Fu in the yard and was sweating all over. Song Wen had already prepared dry clothes nearby and changed them for him immediately after he entered the room to wash up.

Yan Yunhe stretched out his hands and let the servant take off his clothes.

Song Wen, who was holding a change of clothes at the side, exclaimed: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

He walked around behind Yan Yunhe: "There are so many bruises, where did you fall last night?"

How could Yan Yunhe do this ? Remember, he always forgets more than he remembers when he is drunk.

"Maybe I fell. I woke up this morning with pain everywhere." Yan Yunhe said nonchalantly.

Song Wen reached out and touched Yan Yunhe's waist. The muscles there were sensitive and contracted suddenly when someone touched him.

"What are you doing?" Yan Yunhe frowned.

Song Wen: "How can you fall to your waist? There are bruises all over your waist."

Yan Yunhe turned around and could barely see the marks on his waist. There were indeed bruises, one after another, and they looked like Fingerprints, not very similar.

No wonder when he woke up in the morning, his waist and eyes felt sore.

Yan Yunhe twisted his neck and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay. I'm sweating. I'm not that uncomfortable anymore."

"Hurry up and tell the people below to prepare the banquet. When Cheng An was in the camp, he was in my ears all day long. While talking about it, he said that he must try the delicious food in the capital if he has the chance." Yan Yunhe said with a smile on his face.

Seeing how happy he was, Song Wen also laughed: "I ordered the chef to take care of things a long time ago, and my wife came to ask me who was coming to visit. It's so grand."

Where did the banquet go from the plate filled with jade pendants? He picked up the purple jade gourd and said, "Use this."

The servant took the jade pendant and put it on Yanyun He.

Playing with the jade gourd, Yan Yunhe said: "He is my best brother in the camp."

The brothers on the battlefield were all close friends. When he had several brushes with death, it was Zhao Chengan who pulled him away. Back.

Similarly, he has saved Zhao Chengan many times. Although they have different origins and have different environments since they were young, in a place like the battlefield, they will become surprisingly consistent.

The victory on the battlefield was not as joyful and powerful as imagined, and was filled with the blood and tears of the soldiers.

During the most anxious period of the war, he and Zhao Chengan would discuss one topic every morning, which was what to eat when they came back in the evening.

In this important border town, due to years of war, trade is not developed and the food is very poor.

When Yanyun He first went there, he was not very used to the local food. He often described the delicacies he had eaten in the capital with Zhao Chengan, which made people grit their teeth in the middle of the night.

Of course, discussing what to eat every day is not really that easy, thinking that I will come back alive to eat this meal.

Instead, tell the other person in the most straightforward way that he must come back alive.

As night fell, Zhao Chengan came to the Yong'an Marquis Mansion as expected. He was warmly welcomed by the whole family. Even Mrs. Yan came out in person to thank this little brother for taking care of her child.

Zhao Chengan is actually a shy person. When Mrs. Yan asked him if he was married, he turned red when he saw her in the capital.

When Yan Yunhe finally let these people disperse and only two of them were left alone, Zhao Chengan slowly breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Majesty is really enthusiastic."

Yan Yunhe poured him wine: "I don't have a family either. She can't persuade me, she's just being insinuating. "

Zhao Cheng'an nodded in understanding: "My mother, too, asks the gentleman in the village to send me letters all day long, asking me to go back and get married."

After that, he looked at Yan Yunhe: " You also know that people like us, with our heads stuck in the waistband of our pants all day long, will lose our lives without knowing it. What if I really get married and leave her alone in this world? "

Zhao ? Cheng An has a delicate mind and is cautious. Most of the time, he prefers to stand still rather than take risks. He often takes action only when there is room for action.

This kind of personality will also have many thoughts when faced with a life decision such as starting a family, and in the end they are reluctant to make it.

"I used to have a lot of worries, but after thinking about it, people always have to be impulsive before they feel regretful." Yan Yunhe said softly.

Zhao Chengan stared at Yan Yunhe, and could clearly feel the changes in Yan Yunhe after returning this time.

"Did you fall in love with someone?" Zhao Chengan asked curiously.

Yanyun He Luoluo said generously: "Well, he doesn't like me."

Zhao Chengan laughed out loud: "There are actually girls you can't catch. If those little ladies who like you know about it, I'm afraid they will be sad. "

The atmosphere between the two was relaxed, and they chatted for a long time. Halfway through the meal, Yan Yunhe finally got to the point: "Master is going back to Beijing?"

Zhao Chengan's smile faded a little, and he clenched the chopsticks in his hands: "It should be three days away. We are about to arrive in the capital."

"Then why did you arrive first?" Yan Yunhe asked.

Zhao Chengan looked calm and said: "The Kodo tribe has been restless recently. It is said that the subordinates rioted and a leader was changed. The newly appointed leader is in charge of the battle, but Chayan and Walhu have not responded to him yet." The

Kodo tribe has not responded to him yet. , Chayan, and Varhu are the three major Tatar tribes. They attacked the Jin Dynasty at the same time ten years ago. Three years ago, Qi Shaolian united with the generals of the nine border towns and gradually defeated them one by one in the final battle. The three major tribes It became a plate of loose sand again.

In recent years, they have been fighting among themselves, and they no longer have the energy to start too big a war or invade the border.

"General Qi asked me to return to the capital first and report the news to His Majesty." Zhao Chengan picked up the beef with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Yan Yunhe knew as soon as he heard that something was wrong.

At the cusp of this storm, Qi Shaolian asked Zhao Chengan to come back to deliver the news. With Emperor Cheng Jing's temperament, he would definitely think too much.

Is this Qi Shaolian putting pressure on Emperor Cheng Jing in the name of Tatar? The border cannot do without him Qi Shaolian.

Since ancient times, the relationship between emperors and generals has always been very delicate.

What happened in the Department of Science and Technology must be true, but Qi Shaolian must have his own selfish motives for choosing to report it to Emperor Cheng Jing at this time.

However, it is understandable that even Yan Yunhe could only confirm whether Qi Shaolian was involved in King Wu's case after meeting Emperor Cheng Jing and testing his attitude.

Zhao Chengan is Qi Shaolian's pathfinder.

Yan Yunhe sighed: "Master shouldn't do this. I sent a letter to Master a few days ago. Unfortunately, he should have already left by then, so he didn't receive my letter."

"Don't worry too much. Your Majesty was very kind to me when I entered the palace today, and his attitude was very kind." Zhao Chengan said with emotion: "How can I not say that the real dragon emperor, his momentum is really amazing."

Yan Yunhe thought to himself, If Emperor Cheng Jing can easily let people know his likes and dislikes, then he is not Emperor Cheng Jing.

For so many years, Emperor Cheng Jing refused to reveal anything about the late Crown Prince Youyi. Only after Yanyun Hezhen became his confidant did he discover that Emperor Cheng Jing had never given up on overturning the case.

"Forget it, just take it one step at a time." Yan Yunhe raised his glass and clinked wine with Zhao Chengan.

The next day, Yan Yunhe took Zhao Chengan to the Shenji Camp to show the opponent the new formation he had recently practiced. Combining the advantages and disadvantages of the fire gun, after repeated trials, he finally developed a set that could be used on the battlefield in the future. Formation.

Zhao Cheng'an looked at it and marveled: "You should really go back to the capital as soon as possible. If this team had entered the battlefield a few years ago, the Tatars wouldn't have been beaten to pieces!"

Yan Yun smiled and said nothing, he never thought about it. Stay in the capital for a long time.

He knew he would have to return to the border sooner or later.

After coming out of Shenji Camp, Yan Yunhe took Zhao Chengan to visit the capital again.

Zhao Cheng'an remembered the peach blossom cake that Yan Yunhe had said: "Where is that dim sum shop that you have always missed before? Take me to try it. I would like to know how delicious it is."

The shop is near Donglin. , not far from the academy, walking along the way, you can also see the lively and bustling streets of Kyoto.

Zhao Chengan was in a hurry to go to Beijing, and it was his first time to meet the Holy Spirit. He was so nervous that he was not in the mood to see the capital.

Now that the task ordered by the general was completed, he could enjoy himself leisurely.

He had hardly seen many of the items sold at the stalls.

Yan Yunhe is quite generous. As long as he takes a look at something, he will pay for it directly to the boss.

Before they even reached the snack shop, the two of them already had a lot in their hands.

Zhao Chengan complained in a low voice: "Huaiyang, don't buy any more. I can't take it back with you if you buy so much."

Yan Yunhe said: "I told you where I am now, as long as you come to the capital, I'll find you whatever you like."

Zhao Chengan was happy: "I didn't expect that we in Huaiyang are still gentlemen who keep their word."

There was a curtain hanging at the door of the dim sum shop. Yan Yun raised the curtain first and asked Zhao. Cheng An goes in.

As soon as Zhao Chengan entered the store, he found that there was already a customer in the store, holding a bag of peach blossom cakes in his hand, and he happened to turn around.

The moment he saw the other person's face clearly, Zhao Chengan was shocked. Is the water and soil in the capital really so nourishing? He had never seen such a good-looking man before.

Just standing there seemed to light up the entire store.

Zhao Cheng'an suddenly felt that if his mother could find him a wife who grew up like this, then he would definitely not hesitate and would only marry her back home quickly, so that he could have three more bowls of rice every day.

"Why don't you go in?" Yan Yunhe asked from behind.

He looked over Zhao Chengan's shoulder and saw the people in the store.

It was someone he thought about day and night and could only see in his dreams.

Yu Qin.

Thinking of the previous dream, Yan Yunhe suddenly felt his face heat up, and subconsciously wanted to leave but stopped.

He pushed Zhao Chengan with his arm and said, "Don't block the door."

Zhao Chengan didn't respond to him, so Yan Yunhe frowned and looked over.

Good guy, that face is full of infatuation, look at it for a while and see if your saliva will come down.

Yan Yunhe's face turned gloomy instantly.