Uncle Jinwu Zangyi

That night, Song Yu tossed and turned in Xiao Kan's bed, unable to fall asleep.

What Yue Zhongxing said made sense, Xiao Kan is still young and ignorant, so is he still ignorant?

More than two years have passed in the blink of an eye, how can he ensure that Xiao Kan's heart is still the same?

If Xiao Kan still had that attitude, what would he do?Compromise?Is this really right?

If only he could be as chic as Guan Yao.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Yu dragged his tired body out of the room, and immediately saw Yue Zhongxing standing outside the door.

"Uncle Song." Yue Zhongxing's eye circles were blue with tiny red bloodshot eyes, "I have something to tell you."

The words from last night were still lingering in his ears, Song Yu looked at the other party without saying a word.

"Yesterday I was in a hurry. I shouldn't have said that you still have Brother Xiao. I just..." Yue Zhongxing said with a slumped face and a tired voice, "I just want to remind you."

"Finished?"

"Also." Yue Zhongxing bit his lips, "I will move out today."

Song Yu raised eyebrows slightly, cherishing the words like gold: "OK."

"Yeah." Yue Zhongxing put his hands behind his back and lowered his head and said, "Song Shumo is going to argue with me, I know I was wrong."

"Expose it." Song Yu didn't care much about what the other party thought, as long as Yue Zhongxing moved away.

If Xiao Kan came back and found out about this... Song Yu was not very happy.

Then, before noon, Yue Zhongxing moved to Dongzhai with the help and guidance of other villagers.

The Qingyu case finally returned to the cleanliness of a person again, Song Yu swept the yard by himself, and took care of the inside and outside of the yard again.

And, I moved my clothes, scrolls, tokens and other personal belongings back to my wing one by one.

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Three days later, the entire Dali was in a state of flux, and the news that the three passes in the northwest border had been withdrawn spread throughout the country.

Xiao Kan, who was far away in the northwest, didn't know what Yuanzhong looked like. All he could see was the repelled Xihu people and Sanguan who had re-hanged the Dali flag.

Xiao Kan's tasseled helmet and hat have fallen into some wasteland, and the sharp armor on his body is also full of scratches. He still has the Xiuchun knife that Song Yu lent him pinned to his waist.

Aspirations hungry for the Hulu meat, and laughed and thirst for the blood of the Huns.

The afterglow of the frontier is now brighter and more eye-catching in the original. Standing on the wall of the Guanlou city, Xiao Kan overlooks the corpses of eight people and horses below the city, and is deeply moved.

This northwest, he actually took it back.

Those days of nearly dying in the desert and repeatedly getting into trouble finally came to an end in the Waking of Insects season.

These two years were really too long, so long that Xiao Kan was afraid that he would die and go back to see Song Yu alive.

"Jingyun." Chu Si's voice came from behind, "Why are you still here, go down and drink."

"I'm leaving tomorrow, and I want to take a second look." Xiao Kan kept looking ahead without turning his head.

Chu Si walked beside the other party, looking at the vastness of the world together, "You really are, thinking about going back early day and night before the confiscation of the border, and winning the battle, are you still reluctant?"

"This is the territory we conquered. So many brothers are buried here. We will leave tomorrow, but they still want to be ghosts. I can't be happy." Xiao Kan smiled bitterly. .

"Fortunately, I am lucky enough to take off my armor and go back to my hometown, but I am unlucky to bury my loyal bones in Sanguan. This has always been the case." Chu Si's originally high mood could not help but sink.

Xiao Kan touched the Xiuchun knife on his waist, "You and I can finally sleep peacefully."

"The whole Dali can sleep soundly." Chu Silang laughed loudly, "My son will probably run to call me dad."

"There's still a long way to go, so you can take your time on the way." Xiao Kan shook his head helplessly, "Let's go, go back and drink."

"Aren't you jealous that I have a son?" Chu Si hooked the other party's shoulder, "Jingyun, what do you want to do when you go back?"

Xiao Kan often thought about this question, so he immediately answered him: "Get married."

"Are you in a hurry?" Chu Si smiled meaningfully.

"Your son can walk, and I haven't married yet, can I not be in a hurry?" Xiao Kan sneered.

Chu Si nodded thoughtfully, "That's true, but what I want to ask is, what are your plans after returning to court?"

"Let's talk about it after finalizing that matter." Xiao Kan thought for a while and said, "Can you keep me?"

"Don't worry, even...even if you're not that Chu Xin, this matter won't get out." Chu Si was full of confidence.

Xiao Kan nodded. Regarding his life experience, he had already agreed to let Chu Si check it out. If he was really that Chu Xin, he planned to pay homage to the mausoleum of Concubine Xiang. Always do something, even when it's too late.

On the contrary, if it turns out that he is not that Chu Xin, then it would be a better ending. After all, he hopes that he is still that Xiao Kan. He just wants to live in peace and return to Song Yu's side as soon as possible.

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The news of Sanguan's conquest of Xinjiang soon spread to Heiyao village, everyone rushed to tell each other, it was a lively scene.

At that time, Song Yu was on his way back to the village. As soon as he entered the village, two guards guarding the gate told him with ecstasy, "Third Master! The territory is closed! The three passes in the northwest are all taken! Young Master is coming back!"

Song Yu was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking about it for two seconds, he finally realized: "What are you talking about?"

"The three levels are closed! The young master is already on his way back to the imperial court!!"

Song Yu's face, which was originally stagnant, suddenly became angry. He suppressed the excitement in his heart, and pretended to say: "Yes, I got it."

At this moment, Song Yu didn't know how to behave, those ecstatic, unbelievable, and impatient emotions instantly filled his whole body.

His Jingyun finally came back.

That afternoon, Song Yu went to Xiao Qian's tomb with Mrs. Li and Xiao Ling, and comforted the people under the loess with the good news of universal celebration.

The dark clouds that had shrouded their hearts day and night finally dissipated on this day, and the clouds were cleared.

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In the palace of the king.

"A Yao." Chu Ming hooked the chin of the person on the couch with one finger, his eyes were full of anger, "You betrayed me."

Guan Yao moved his hands, and the iron chains on both wrists immediately made a crisp clashing sound, "Yes."

"I want to know, did the emperor send you here, or did you want to get close to me?" Chu Ming's index finger slid down to Guan Yao's throat knot, and drew a circle.

Guan Yao sneered, "It's not important."

"If I hadn't caught you in Uncle Huang's palace today, how long are you going to lie in ambush by my side like this?" Chu Ming opened his palm and grabbed the opponent's neck.

"do not know."

Chu Ming suddenly increased the strength of his hands, "Have you forgotten that you are working hard for me?"

"No, I haven't forgotten..." Guan Yao's breathing became difficult.

"You clearly know that Uncle Huang and I are not on good terms, but you have already been named as a servant in his mansion. You are really daring!"

Guan Yao's face flushed red because of the difficulty of breathing, "In this case, you may live... or die, you know, it's up to you."

"Life or death?" Chu Si laughed darkly, "You forgot your life, did I give it to you!"