Reborn as a King in the Hand

When it was colder, Di Rengui retreated to the vast grassland.

Xia Chaosheng and Mu Rugui spent the New Year in Jiaxing Pass.

The New Year at the border is not very lively, but there is a touch of meat in the wind.

Xia Chaosheng got up early and asked Xia Hua to change into a clean and neat outfit for him.

"Young Master has lost weight." Xia Hua sniffed while dressing him.

This dress was made by Xia Chaosheng when he was not sick, so it is naturally a bit loose now.

Xia Chaosheng raised his eyebrows in front of the bronze mirror, and vaguely discerned from the blurred shadow his exaggerated expression in the past, then raised the corners of his lips, and shook his head helplessly.

As the young master of Zhen Guohou's mansion, this dress is naturally beautiful.

The material of the clothes is used by the imperial court, and the auspicious cloud pattern embroidered on it is as fine as the clouds in the sky.

It's just that no matter how beautiful the clothes are, they become decorations on him now.

After Xia Yu tied up his belt, the first thing he did was to wrap him in a cloak, and then hurriedly handed over the hand stove: "Young Master, hug him quickly, don't freeze."

Xia Chaosheng opened his mouth, wanting to say "how could he be freezing", but he couldn't move his tongue in time, so he coughed violently.

"Young Lord, can you really go out like this?" Xia Hua patted his back distressedly, and ignored Xia Zhaosheng's protest, took another piece of snow-white silver fox fur and wrapped it around his neck. Seriously, I shouldn't have promised you... During the New Year's Eve, I'm actually messing around with you!"

"Uncle Jiu also asked the doctor before agreeing to accompany me to ride a horse." Xia Chaosheng covered his lips with a handkerchief, and a look of joy appeared on his brows, "Uncle Jiu promised me when he was in Beijing...he never broke his promise .”

"Horse riding, horse riding." Xia Hua sighed quietly, "I've never seen you like riding horses so much before."

That's right, the former Xia Chaosheng got tired of riding a horse, and when he was tired, he wished he could collapse into a puddle of mud in the carriage.

Unfortunately, today is not what it used to be.

He was no longer the Xia Chaosheng who could easily tame a fierce horse.

"Young Lord, the prince is already waiting outside." They were talking when Qiu Chan walked in from outside the courtyard rubbing her hands.She first stood in front of the door and shook the broken snow off the hem of her clothes, complained a few words, "It's really cold", then raised her head, warming her hands against the stove, while looking at Xia Chaosheng, "Young Master..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, she was sobbing that she couldn't speak.

Whether it's Xia Hua or Qiu Chan, it's been a long time since I saw Xia Chaosheng like this - he was dressed in red brocade, with a black rhinoceros horn belt around his waist, and he didn't even wear a jade plaque, just so cleanly Standing in front of the bronze mirror, he was almost indistinguishable from the young master in fresh clothes and angry horse.

"Ahem." Xia Chaosheng covered his mouth with a handkerchief, coughed and turned around, "Dizzy?"

Qiu Chan's nose soured, knowing that the Xia Chaosheng from the past would never come back, she shook her head and dared not speak, for fear that if she opened her mouth, he would hear her uncontrollable sobs.

Xia Zhaosheng's eyes darkened, pretending not to notice Qiu Chan's gaffe, and looked up into the courtyard.

Mu Rugui, who was wearing a black cloak, was already standing in the snow.

Holding an umbrella alone, he waited motionless in the snow.

Xia Chaosheng's heart, which was filled with sourness and kept beating faster, calmed down quickly.

He supported the jade hairpin in his hair, and ran over briskly: "Uncle Jiu."

Mu Rugui looked down into Xia Chaosheng's eyes.

Clean, squishy, ​​just like his people.

Mu Rugui's heart was a little bitter, but he didn't say much, he just held his five fingers in his palm and said softly, "Slow down."

Xia Chaosheng bent his fingers, scratched Mu Rugui's palm, and smiled, "Yes."

The wind howled, and rolled up Mu Rugui's cloak with golden flowing clouds tattooed on his shoulders.

Xia Chaosheng leaned over without a trace, his eyes fell on Uncle Jiu who was half a step ahead of him, his heart became hot little by little.

No matter how many times he watched it, he couldn't get enough of it.

It turns out that it is such a joy to live again.

Even the bitter cold at the border cannot conceal the sweetness.

"My lord."

Walking out of the yard, Xia Chaosheng saw Hong Wu who had been waiting for a long time.

"This is..." He was so surprised that he forgot to speak after seeing the dark clouds brought by Hong Wu.

It wasn't until Mu Rugui got on his horse and stretched out his hand to him that Xia Chaosheng regained his senses: "I thought..."

"What do you think?" A snowflake fell on Mu Rugui's sharp eyebrows.

He pursed his lips in a daze for a while, then suppressed the mist from his eyes, and put his hand into Uncle Jiu's palm.

The wind whistled in Xia Chaosheng's ears again, but this time, he landed firmly in Mu Rugui's arms.

Xia Chaosheng thought that Mu Rugui would find a gentle horse, or simply find a pony to coax him to play with, considering his health.

He never expected that Mu Rugui would hug him and gallop across Jiaxing Pass on his own horse.

The wind and snow blurred Xia Chaosheng's eyes, but he didn't feel cold.

On the contrary, his congealed blood seemed to flow in his veins again.

— Pound, thump!

I don't know whose heart is beating heavily in the chest.

Sweat dripped from Xia Chaosheng's forehead, and he put his hands on Mu Rugui's involuntarily.

Mu Rugui felt something in his heart, and handed over the rein in his hand.

"Uncle Jiu?" Xia Chaosheng's eyes sparkled.

Mu Rugui hugged him tighter, his deep voice was blown away by the wind, and it sounded extra gentle: "Run."

Run like you want, like you always have.

Xia Chaosheng's hand holding the rein was clenched tightly, his laughter drowned in the strong wind.

Although his body is weak, there is a fiery core hidden inside.

He is the young master of the Hou Mansion, not some delicate flower that can only grow under the wings of others.

In the evening, he was carried back to the other courtyard in Jiaxing Pass by Mu Rugui.

Xia Chaosheng nestled exhausted in his warm embrace, but the light in Mu Rugui's eyes was stronger than Mu Rugui's every time he saw him, a bit like when they first met.

Mu Rugui thought to himself, this year, he did not disappoint Chaosheng.

When they walked into the other courtyard, Xia Hua and Qiu Chan were in the courtyard supervising Hong Wu to move the firecrackers.

Mu Rugui stopped walking with Xia Chaosheng in his arms, and did not show up in a hurry.

"Uncle Nine, you also want to spend the New Year with me in the future." Amidst the din, there was a thin pleading, "How about it?"

Mu Rugui's arms around Xia Chaosheng's waist suddenly tightened, and with a voice that only the two of them could hear, he promised, "Okay."

--Snapped!

The flames illuminated Xia Zhaosheng's eyes.

Mu Rugui found his figure in the clear light.

"Uncle Jiu..." His voice changed, with a hint of softness that made people's ears red and heart pounding.

Mu Rugui's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he supported Xia Chaosheng's face with a hoarse voice.

Those clear lights turned into thousands of lights, warming Mu Rugui's heart.

How good would it be if they were just the most ordinary couple in the world, working from sunrise to sunset?

Unfortunately, they are not.

Isn't prosperity and wealth a kind of shackles?

Mu Rugui couldn't help stroking Xia Chaosheng's snow-white cheek with his thumb pitifully.

Perhaps because of riding a horse today, there was a trace of drunken flush on his cheeks.

Xia Chaosheng closed his eyes shyly, quietly waiting for the upcoming kiss.

"My lord!"

Unexpectedly, there was a thunder on the ground.

Qin Xuanlang, who came out of nowhere, ran anxiously with a letter in his hand.

Xia Chaosheng was stunned for a while, his face flushed quickly, and before Mu Ru returned to his senses, he ran into the room in a panic.

Mu Rugui looked at Kong Luoluo's embrace, his face sinking like water.

Qin Xuanlang still didn't know that he had disturbed the good affairs of the prince and the princess, and he was fiddling with the envelope in his hand: "My lord, Di Ren seems to have taken action."

"Bring it." Mu Rugui spread his hands coldly.

Qin Xuanlang has no doubts about him.

Anyway, the Ninth Prince treats him like this on weekdays, what's so strange?

Besides, he prefers the way Mu Rugui treats him, which is many times better than the yin and yang prince.

Just when Qin Xuanlang was happily recalling the past, Mu Rugui said: "Red Five, give him a bucket of water."

Hong Wu took the order, ran outside the courtyard, fetched a bucket of well water that had not yet frozen, and handed it to the bewildered Qin Xuanlang: "Take care."

"What..." Qin Xuanlang carried the bucket in a daze, and was pulled back to the ground by the weight. After trying for a long time, he couldn't pick up the bucket again.

Hong Wu silently shook his head.

How could the son of a family with delicate skin and tender flesh survive the punishment of the prince?

Carrying a bucket of well water and not letting go until the water is completely frozen is a method specially used to deal with those oily heads who chew their tongues in the army.

This unlucky little son of the Qin family must have said something, which made the prince angry.

Hong Wu shook his head while pulling away Xia Hua and Qiu Chan who were watching the excitement.

Qin Xuanlang was in distress and wanted to leave, but also felt that the prince asked him to carry the bucket, which was very meaningful, so he didn't dare to move it without authorization. It took him half a stick of incense to shiver in the cold wind before he realized that he was afraid He made a big mistake and was punished.

But what did he do wrong?

A low cough pulled Qin Xuanlang out of his confusion.

Xia Chaosheng came out from the house.

He had already changed into a thick winter coat, wrapped in a snow-white cloak, and stood in the wind and snow, looking like he would be blown away by the wind at any time.

"Come in." With just one glance, Xia Chaosheng understood why Qin Xuanlang was punished, it was both angry and funny.

The anger is that Mu Rugui just left people in front of his house like this, the smile is because he knows that Mu Rugui understands him, so he leaves Qin Xuanlang behind regardless - as long as Xia Chaosheng sees it, he will not I have the heart to let people continue to be stuck in the yard to suffer from the cold.

"Princess." Qin Xuanlang followed Xia Chaosheng into the house in a daze, and the warmth that came to his face gradually melted his frozen thoughts, "Princess, what does the prince mean by this?"

Xia Chaosheng put his hands on the stove, without changing his face, he said: "Go and get rid of your pomp."

Qin Xuanlang shuddered.

"This is not going to Beijing." He added in a timely manner, "The prince is doing it for your own good."

Qin Xuanlang was almost overwhelmed with gratitude.

"Did you send a letter?" Seeing that he was being fooled, Xia Chaosheng changed the subject, "Today should be the day for you to send a letter."

So far, Qin Xuanlang has sent three letters back to Shangjing, and today should be the day for him to send the fourth letter.

"Not yet." Speaking of business, Qin Xuanlang looked solemn, "However, my subordinates have roughly guessed the princess' plan."

... At the moment when he delivered the letter to the Ninth Prince, a terrible thought emerged in his mind.

No way.

At that time, Qin Xuanlang shook his head quickly, thinking that Xia Chaosheng would not think so much.

But once a thought pops up, it won't dissipate easily.

When Qin Xuanlang was carrying the bucket, he couldn't help thinking that what he thought was different from what the princess thought.

If it is the same, it is really a peerless method to reverse the reputation of the Ninth Prince and at the same time reduce the Qin family to the dust.

But the concubine is not yet weak, can she really come up with such a chain-link method?

And this method is extremely dangerous when implemented.

My lord... will my lord cooperate?

Qin Xuanlang, who was dizzy from thinking, was brought into the room by Xia Chaosheng. He raised his head blankly, met Xia Chaosheng's clear eyes, and woke up with a jolt.

Xia Chaosheng looked at Qin Xuanlang's expression with a smile: "That's right, send it a few days later."

When Qin Xuanlang heard the words, his heart sank heavily, and he realized that his guess was correct.

The prince and concubine are really making a dangerous move, and they are ready to attack the Qin family.

"In a few days, Jiaxing Pass may be in chaos, so don't panic." Xia Chaosheng didn't care what Qin Xuanlang was thinking, and quietly watched the charcoal fire in the stove, "Write whatever you see, and make sure you Father, let His Majesty and the people of Shangjing know what happened here...do you understand?"

A drop of cold sweat rolled down the corner of Qin Xuanlang's forehead, knelt on the ground, and said in a hoarse voice: "Understood, but follow the orders of the princess."

Xia Chaosheng stared at him for a moment, then looked away, coughing tiredly.

Xia Hua, who was waiting at the side, understood and took a step forward: "Young Master Qin, please."

Ever since Xia Hua took off his wrist once, Qin Xuanlang did not dare to neglect the maid beside Xia Chaosheng. Hearing this, he immediately bowed to her and said, "Thank you."

Then, he left without looking back.

After Xia Hua sent her away, Qiu Chan came up and changed Xia Chaosheng's clothes.

He put on his pajamas sleepily, and lay down on the couch, waiting for Mu Rugui to come back.

Since that time, after Xia Chaosheng messed up in the bathroom, Mu Rugui became more vigilant, he didn't even take a bath with him, and every time he came back with a wet body, he refused to tell him where he went.

It's not that Xia Chaosheng never protested before, but every time he protested to the end, Mu Rugui would put on a straight face and say, "It hurts my body."

He instantly lost the reason for the quarrel.

Uncle Jiu is doing it for his own good.

He couldn't make Uncle Jiu worry anymore.

But Xia Chao lived for two lifetimes, and it was the first time he had relatively intimate contact with people. Of course he was shy at first, but soon, all that remained in his heart was the aftertaste.

Two balls of fire were burning in his body, one was in his heart, and the other... was in an unspeakable place.

Xia Chaosheng didn't believe that Uncle Jiu didn't feel it, so he always tried it cautiously at night.

He didn't know that in Mu Rugui's eyes, his temptation was like a moth to a flame. If it wasn't for the flame to bite the bullet and contain the flames that kept coming out, he would have been burnt to pieces long ago.

Xia Chaosheng only regarded Mu Rugui as indifferent.

He turned over and stared obsessively at the stove that kept emitting sparks, suppressed his chaotic emotions, and began to ponder over his own strategy.

Xia Chaosheng didn't notice that the door of the bedroom was pushed open from the outside, and then quickly closed again.

The cold wind blows to the bed and is blown away by the heat from the stove.

Xia Chaosheng was wrapped in a quilt, curled up on the couch, and muttered: "Qin Tongda must have been flustered when he saw the letter... I just don't know if dad can understand me..."

He was muttering, his cheeks were slightly cool.

Xia Chaosheng raised his head, and the sound of "Uncle Nine" stuck in his throat turned into a gasp of embarrassment.

After Mu Rugui took off his outer robe, there was actually only one inner garment that was soaked in water and became almost transparent.

He rustled to the side of the bed: "Isn't it cold?"

When Mu Rugui thought of Xia Chaosheng, his heart felt warm, how could it be cold?But still hand over to him to touch.

Xia Chaosheng grabbed Uncle Jiu's hand and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's so cold...Uncle Jiu, I know that the wound on your leg was made with Gu worms, but the bleeding is real."

"After bathing, wear more."

Mu Rugui quietly listened to Xia Chaosheng's instructions, his eyes became more and more gentle.

"By the way, why did you leave Qin Xuanlang with me?" He was talking, and then remembered another thing, and complained softly, "Uncle Jiu knows that I don't want anyone to be punished, right?"

Mu Rugui smiled but said nothing, reached out to lift Xia Chaosheng's hair that was hanging on his shoulders, and twirled it carefully.

"But it's fine to keep him." He exhaled, feeling a little sleepy from the heat of Mu Rugui's body, closed his eyes, and threw himself towards the heat source without hesitation—Mu Rugui embraced Xia Chaosheng waist, firmly pressing the person in his arms.

He yawned contentedly.

Mu Rugui also blew out the candles in front of the bed: "Rest."

Xia Chaosheng murmured confusedly in the darkness: "Uncle Jiu, what I told you before..."

"Very good, there will be no mistakes." Mu Rugui frowned and covered his mouth, and didn't stop until his breathing was stable.

The slender fingers trembled slightly, Xia Zhaosheng's breath remained there, warm and tidy, like spring rain in March.

Mu Rugui gave a soft hiss, suppressed the restlessness in his body, closed his eyes, and imitated what Xia Chaosheng did before, pondering over the buried leads.

Most of the ways to drag the Qin family into the water were thought up by Xia Chaosheng.

Mu Rugui still remembered that he had just woken up and tiptoed up to avoid waking Xia Chaosheng in his arms, but unexpectedly, Xia Chaosheng opened his eyes abruptly: "Uncle Jiu, I have an idea!"

Mu Rugui was startled, leaned over and carefully looked at the blue color in Xia Chaosheng's eyes, his face gradually became gloomy.

Xia Chaosheng still didn't know that he had offended Mu Rugui, so he hesitated all night, and finally couldn't help it. He bit the bullet and said the plan he had thought up. After saying that, he said anxiously: "Uncle Nine, I need your help." Cooperate, you..."

"Not right." Mu Rugui didn't even think about it, and put him back on the couch with a cold face.

Xia Chaosheng's ears were filled with the familiar heartbeat, he was stunned, and asked, "Why is it wrong?"

"You don't rest."

"..." The red tide crept up to Xia Chaosheng's ears, and he picked up the quilt without saying a word, covering most of his reddened cheeks.

Later, after Xia Chaosheng woke up, he told Mu Rugui what he was thinking again.

This time, Mu Rugui nodded without hesitation: "Leave the rest to me."

He said he left it to himself, and really took over everything.

Xia Chaosheng only needs to discuss with Qin Xuanlang how to write a letter to Shangjing.

One after another, hidden under the calm appearance of Jiaxing Pass, until a few days later, it completely exploded——

Di Ren unexpectedly took advantage of Liang people's New Year's Eve, sneaked across Tianchao Yaoshan Mountain, and appeared directly in Daliang territory.

Yaoshan stands between Jiaxing Pass and Youyun Sixteen Continents. The mountain peaks are majestic and towering, and it snows all year round.

It wouldn't be surprising if it was just a mountain.

However, there is a bottomless ravine halfway up Yaoshan Mountain, which splits the mountain in two.

In this way, the Liang people could not cross Yaoshan, and the Di people could not sneak into Daliang from Yaoshan.

Over the years, Mount Yao has served as a natural line of defense, not only protecting the Liang people, but also the Di people to a certain extent.

Who would have thought that Di Ren would actually step over this natural moat and appear directly in Daliang territory?

Jiaxing Pass was emptied all of a sudden, and Mu Rugui led the Xuanjia cavalry to the battlefield, while Qin Tongda, who was far away in Shangjing, also received a letter from Qin Xuanlang within a few days.

This letter was different from usual, the handwriting was scrawled, the letter paper was full of wrinkles, and the eyes of the sender were full of panic.

Qin Tongda's heart sank for no reason: "What's going on?"

The sender just kowtowed, trembling all over, unable to speak, and finally closed his eyes and passed out.

The Qin family was in a mess immediately.

Qin Tongda had no choice but to let the person who delivered the letter be carried down for medical treatment. He suppressed the fear in his heart and opened the letter.

After an incense stick of time, he smashed the tea bowl in his hand, and the blood on his face with a gentle smile faded away, leaving only fear: "Come here... come here, change my clothes quickly, change my clothes quickly!" !"

The hand holding the letter trembled uncontrollably, and he walked out of the study step by step while supporting the attendant's hand, only to collapse in the garden again.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!" The majestic Prime Minister knelt on the ground, crying into a ball of mud, "Your Majesty, if Jiaxing Pass falls, Daliang...Daliang will be finished!"

The envelope in his hand fluttered to the ground, and was instantly stained with dirty mud on the ground.

But some of Qin Xuanlang's handwriting remained on it.

"Di Ren crossed Yaoshan Mountain, the Ninth Prince... fell off the horse... was seriously injured, and the beam was in danger..."

Soon, the news seemed to have grown wings and spread throughout Shangjing.

King Liang, who was having fun in the harem, rolled to the ground in panic, pushed away Chang Zhong who wanted to step forward to help him, stared at his blood-red eyes, and shouted angrily: "Say it again, tell me again!"

The Jinwu Guard knelt on the ground, and his low voice echoed in the palace: "Your Majesty, the front line is here to report that Di Ren has crossed Yaoshan Mountain, and the Ninth Prince is seriously injured. Jiaxing Guan Xu is... Xu Shi..."

"Bastard!" Liang Wang smashed the dragon boots that he hadn't had time to wear, "How could the Di people cross Yaoshan Mountain? I don't believe it, I... I don't believe it!"

"His Majesty!"

King Liang's roar was interrupted by an even more miserable whimper.

Qin Tongda knelt outside the hall and howled, "Your Majesty, my son wrote a letter from Jiaxing Pass to report, the Ninth Prince... the Ninth Prince is probably..."

He howled with real emotion.

First, Qin Tongda understood better than anyone else that without the mysterious armored cavalry of the Ninth Prince, it would not last long at all.

Secondly, if the Jiaxing Pass is lost, Daliang will be completely exposed to the iron cavalry of the Di people. It will take as little as three days and as many as five days, and it will be dangerous to go to Beijing!

"What's wrong with my ninth younger brother?" King Liang scrambled to get up from the ground, "Why did something happen to my ninth younger brother?!"

Although King Liang was afraid of Mu Rugui, he relied deeply on the Xuanjia iron cavalry. At this moment, he didn't believe Qin Tongda's words, and was circling around the hall like a headless chicken. At a certain moment, he suddenly stopped: "Xia Rongshan... quickly give Xia Rongshan I call!"

Even without the Xuanjia iron cavalry, he still has Zhen Guohou!

Chang Zhong took the order to leave, and soon returned with a pale face: "Your Majesty, Marquis Zhenguo left Beijing three days ago!"

"What?!" King Liang's eyes were tearing apart.

"Your Majesty, three days ago, it was the day when Zhen Guohou led his troops to change defense." The Jin Wuwei who was kneeling in front of the hall suddenly said, "You... should know."

The pale-faced King Liang fell to the ground and muttered, "I know, of course I know."

Three days ago, Liang Wang felt that Xia Rongshan, who had been impeaching Mu Rugui for his son's memorial all day long, was too annoying, so he found an excuse to change his defense and sent him to Beijing.

"Your Majesty, send someone to chase him now..." Chang Zhong reminded in a low voice, "Maybe it's still too late."

King Liang just woke up like a dream, and issued an order tremblingly: "Hurry up, let Yan Yuhua lead someone to chase after him... No, don't Yan Yuhua, he has to stay in Shangjing to protect me!"

The crooked old emperor was completely confused.

"You go... yes, it's you." Liang Wang pointed to the Jin Wuwei who was kneeling on the ground, "Quickly chase Xia Rongshan back to me!"

The author has something to say: the update time has been changed back to ten o'clock in the evening_(:з」∠)_

In the next article, I want to write a little general who can really fight (but still vomits blood from time to time), hehe, it’s the advance receipt

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