[Rebirth] General waiting for my return

Late at night, on the grass not far from the camp.

The drunk Tan Muqiu lay on his back with his pillow on Zhao Qingming's arm.

Tonight, he was as happy as a child who had found a home. Zhao Qingming couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive about the unscrupulous joy that came from his heart.

"I really want to stay here and never leave." Tan Muqiu looked at the stars all over the sky, and said from the bottom of his heart.

"Impossible." Zhao Qingming said: "As soon as the battle is over, you will accompany me back to the Central Capital."

Tan Muqiu smiled in a low voice, but didn't even refute, and said, "I'll listen to you, General Zhao."

Zhao Qingming's heart warmed when he heard the words, and he turned his head and kissed the other person's forehead lightly.

Tan Muqiu hooked the other party's neck playfully, and sprayed the warm breath on the other party's skin, which was indescribably ambiguous.

The corners of Zhao Qingming's mouth were slightly raised, and he took advantage of the situation to kiss the other party's lips.

Qin Muqiu, who has not yet sobered up, panders to the other party subconsciously, the tip of his tongue gently outlines the shape of the other party's lips, and then drives straight in, sweeps the other party's mouth tentatively, and stays on the other party's tongue.

Zhao Qingming couldn't calm down being teased by him, so he simply turned from defense to offense, entangled with the opponent's tongue forcefully, not letting the opponent have the slightest room to back down.

Qin Muqiu was a little out of breath from the other party's kiss, and tried to push the other party, but considering the other party's unhealed wound, he didn't dare to use too much force. Unexpectedly, this action aroused the other party's uncontrollable enthusiasm.

"Qingming... no..." Tan Muqiu felt a chill in his chest, his clothes had been ripped off by the other party, and he was half awake immediately, and hurriedly turned his head to look at the camp not far away.

Zhao Qingming was quite dissatisfied and turned over and pressed on the opponent, turned the opponent's head to face himself with his hands forcefully, then leaned over and kissed the opponent's chin while holding the opponent's chin, and at the same time his hands were not idle.

"No...someone will come...well..." Tan Muqiu tried to resist at first, but he lost his temper after a while, and only had to breathe.

"Brother..." Zhao Duanwu suddenly roared not far away.

Tan Muqiu's body froze immediately, and he didn't dare to move while holding Zhao Qingming.

"Concentrate." Zhao Qingming bit Tan Muqiu's lips in displeasure, and Tan Muqiu let out a cry of pain, and immediately became more nervous.

Sure enough, when Zhao Duanwu heard the call, he stepped towards this side and shouted: "Brother, are you there?"

"Get up..." Tan Muqiu rushed to push Zhao Qingming, but the other party ignored him and pressed him down and kissed him again, and deliberately increased the force, making the other party almost scream.

The sound of footsteps getting closer made Tan Muqiu wish he could find a hole in the ground and get in.At this time, another voice said: "Dragon Boat Festival... what are you doing there? Come and drink with me."

Zhao Duanwu said "oh" when he heard the words, and then walked quickly to the way he came.

Tan Muqiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, desperately entangled with the body in his arms.

After many days of separation and twists and turns, they finally gradually melted into a pool of spring water in each other's enthusiasm. Against the stars in the night sky, they condensed the brightest moment in the hearts of the two of them at this moment.

On the other side, Tan Zhongyue held the wine glass in one hand, put his hand on Zhao Duanwu's shoulder, and said with a playful smile: "What kind of hobby is this? Is that kind of excitement you can casually join in?"

Zhao Duanwu was taken aback for a moment, stared at the other party's smiling face and thought for a while, then suddenly understood, and said: "You mean my brother and the others are..."

"Aren't you stupid, are you!" Tan Zhongyue said, patted the other person on the head and walked away on his own.

Zhao Duanwu, who was behind him, was half a beat behind, and said aggrievedly: "Didn't you say you wanted me to drink with you, why did you leave?"

The days are getting longer and the nights are getting shorter, and for some people, the nights are not enough.

Qin Mu struggled three poles before getting out of bed in the autumn, he put on his clothes and beat his sore waist by himself, he couldn't help feeling resentful on his face, but he was very satisfied in his heart.

Zhao Qingming came in with food, and seeing the other person's expression and movements, a smile was unconsciously evoked on his face.

"Let me rub it for you." Zhao Qingming pulled the other party over and started to use his hands.

"Don't, don't!" Tan Muqiu hurriedly grabbed the opponent's hand, and said, "My waist is almost broken."

Seeing this, Zhao Qingming felt a little distressed, so he twisted the handkerchief and came over to wipe the other party's face.

After Tan Muqiu washed up, the two sat at the table and had breakfast together.

"What are you doing lately..." Tan Muqiu choked up halfway through his words, and simply chewed the cake in his hand and stopped talking.

Seeing the other party's expression like this, Zhao Qingming leaned over to the other party's ear and said, "Do you want to say, why am I so capable recently?"

Tan Muqiu couldn't swallow a mouthful of cake, and almost choked, the other party hurriedly brought porridge to him, and when he saw him slowing down, he smiled and said, "Isn't it always like this in spring?"

Qin Muqiu almost knocked the bowl on the opponent's head when he heard the words.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingming stopped teasing him, so he lowered his expression, took the bowl in the opponent's hand, took a sip of porridge, and said, "Tomorrow is the agreed day, and a checkpoint has been set up outside the city. Nanba and the accompanying soldiers of the Liangguo mission set up a temporary resting place."

Qin Muqiu couldn't help but smile when he heard the words.

Seeing this, the other party continued: "The county has also sent people here, and the officials of Chehe Mansion have put on a lot of ostentation. In this way, if the contract is signed, it will be Hongfengying representing the imperial court, Chehe Mansion Hefu Tongjuncheng represents the locality, Nanba and Liangguo should feel at ease."

Tan Muqiu nodded, and said, "When will the court documents arrive?"

"It's not that fast, maybe we have to wait a few more days. But when the Red Maple Battalion went out, you had already given the imperial edict to act cheaply, and now you are still counting. I think Li Jin will not be embarrassed about this matter. "

Qin Muqiu's face darkened when he heard the words, and he nodded.

Seeing the other party's expression, Zhao Qingming felt slightly uncomfortable.Every time Tan Muqiu mentioned that person, he always had this look, but he dared not dwell on the topic of this person, for fear of asking some answers that he didn't want to hear.

"Let's go out of the city for a walk." Tan Muqiu got up and said.

After Zhao Qingming heard the words, he went to get the outer robe and put it on for the other party, and the two left the camp side by side.

"Oh, Zhongyue, did you sleep well last night?" Outside the tent, Zhao Duanwu saw the two people coming out side by side, so he teased them, put one hand on Tan Zhongyue's shoulder, and squeezed Tune the way.

"Very good." Tan Zhongyu said with a smile on his face.

"I don't sleep well. It's cold and lonely by myself." Zhao Duanwu said: "Why don't we just move into a tent so that we can be each other's companions, and sleeping together must be warm. Right?" Qin Muqiu raised his chin.

"Okay." Tan Zhongyue replied bluntly.

This time Zhao Duanwu didn't know how to answer the conversation.

Holding a whip in one hand, Tan Muqiu beat his other hand from time to time, looked at Zhao Duanwu and said, "You think the bed is cold? I can help you find a way."

"What way?" Zhao Duanwu looked at Tan Muqiu warily and said.

Sure enough, Tan Muqiu suddenly yelled at the soldiers who were repairing not far away: "Brothers, he said that the bed is cold, who of you is willing to warm him up?"

"I am willing." The soldiers shouted in unison, and then burst into laughter.

Zhao Duanwu was so ashamed that his face turned red to the base of his neck, he didn't expect to be teased by a group of people instead of teasing others.

The city of Chehe was peaceful and peaceful, without any sign of ruin caused by the chaos of war.

Outside the city, soldiers set up checkpoints and temporary camps, and everything was in order.

The four of them wandered around the city freely, feeling very comfortable.

"Do you feel that there is something missing in Chehe City?" Tan Muqiu said.

"Less popularity." Zhao Duanwu said.

Qin Zhongyu smiled and said, "That's right, it's indeed a little less popular."

"Chehe is close to the border, and the folk customs here are quite complicated. The gathering of different tribes was originally a very lively event, but they lack trust and communication with each other, and they avoid each other like snakes and scorpions. It is a pity." Qin Muqiu said. .

Zhao Qingming kept looking at the shops lining the street without saying a word.

"Qingming, what are you thinking?" Tan Muqiu tugged on the other party's sleeve and asked.

"I'm thinking, in addition to the opening of transactions on the fifth day of every month as mentioned earlier, maybe people from Nanba and Liangguo can also be allowed to open shops in the city. As long as Chehe Mansion tightens restrictions and signs a contract with each other, it should be fine." Zhao said. Qingming Road.

"That's a good idea." Zhao Duanwu said: "I see that Liangguo people have a lot of new gadgets in their stockade. If they are sold to Dayu people, they will definitely be popular."

Everyone laughed, and each had a plan in their hearts.

The four of them wandered around the city until dark, and found a restaurant in the city for dinner.

During the dinner, Zhao Duanwu praised Chehe's dishes and said bluntly that if he had the opportunity, he would like to stay here instead of returning to Zhongdu.

"That's exactly what I mean, we'll have to be companions when the time comes." Tan Zhongyue laughed.

Zhao Duanwu immediately stopped laughing when he heard the words, and changed his words: "Zhongdu is not bad, I don't know how the monk Wuyun is doing now, I miss him a little bit."

"Who is Wuyun?" Tan Zhongyue asked.

"My old friend at the Dragon Boat Festival." Tan Muqiu said.

"Don't talk nonsense..." Zhao Duanwu said.

"Wuyun is a monk with impure six senses." Zhao Qingming concluded.

Everyone talked to each other until the meal was over, so lively.

On the way back to the camp, Tan Muqiu deliberately left his horse and walked side by side with Tan Zhongyue.

Zhao Qingming knew that the two had something to say, so he dragged Zhao Duanwu to follow from a distance.

"You don't want to go back to Zhongdu because you're afraid of facing him?" Tan Muqiu asked.

"This is the end of the matter. Uncle Eleven and I have nothing to say anymore. I can't find a reason to see him again." Tan Zhongyue said.

"Of course you have a reason." Tan Muqiu said: "You still have a son in this world, he spared the life of that little guy, can't you guess why?"

why?

Tan Zhongyue didn't dare to think about it, he was afraid that once he thought about it, something that he shouldn't have would come up again in his heart.