Unclean

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

Seeing his puzzled eyes, You Liang suddenly smiled and said, "Forget it, maybe I was wrong."

"You can't leave me behind, we agreed to be a pair of troubled brothers!" You Liang grabbed Yan Yunhe's shoulders and said affectionately.

Affected by the hangover, he couldn't understand a single word You Liang said now.

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

Back at the Marquis of Yong'an, Yan Yunhe took a nap, and it was dusk when he woke up.

Sometimes he really doesn't understand why the morning court is opened so early, so that after the court, he often has to go back to the house to catch up on sleep, which is a waste of time.

He practiced martial arts in the yard and was sweating all over. Song Wen had already prepared dry clothes beside him, and changed them for him immediately after he entered the room to wash.

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

Song Wen, who was holding a change of clothes, said, "My lord, 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 remember? He always forgot more than he remembered when he was drunk.

"Maybe I fell down, and I woke up this morning with pain everywhere." Yan Yun said indifferently.

Song Wen stretched out his finger and pointed at Yan Yunhe's waist. The muscles there were sensitive, and they contracted suddenly when touched.

"What are you doing?" Yan Yunhe frowned.

Song Wen: "How can I fall to my waist, my waist is covered with bruises."

Yan Yunhe turned around and took a look, and could barely see the marks on the side of his waist. There were indeed bruises, one by one, which looked like fingerprints, but not much.

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

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

"Hurry up and order the people below to prepare the banquet. When Cheng An was in the camp, he kept whispering in my ear all day long, saying that if he had the chance, he would definitely try the delicacies in the capital." Yan Yunhe said with a smile on his face.

Seeing how happy he was, Song Wen also laughed along with him: "I ordered the back kitchen manager to do things a long time ago, and my wife came to ask me who is coming to visit. It's so grand."

Yan Yunhe picked up the purple jade gourd from the plate full of jade pendants, and ordered: "Use this."

The servant took the jade pendant and put it on Yan Yunhe.

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, and when they brushed shoulders with death several times, it was Zhao Chengan who pulled him back.

Similarly, he has also saved Zhao Cheng'an many times. Although they come from different backgrounds and grew up in different environments, they are surprisingly consistent in places like the battlefield.

The victory on the battlefield is not as happy and mighty as imagined, full of blood and tears of soldiers.

When the battle was at its most intense, he and Zhao Cheng'an would discuss one topic every morning, which was what to eat when they came back in the evening.

Due to years of war, the important border town has underdeveloped trade and poor diet.

When Yan Yunhe 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 gnash their teeth in the middle of the night.

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

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

As night fell, Zhao Chengan really came to Yong'anhou Mansion, he was warmly welcomed by the whole mansion, even Madam Yan came out in person to thank this little brother for taking care of her child.

Zhao Cheng'an is actually a shy character, and was asked by Mrs. Yan whether he was married, but when he wanted to meet him in the capital, his face turned red.

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

Yan Yunhe poured wine for him: "I don't have a family either, she can't persuade me, she's trying to get around."

Zhao Chengan nodded understandingly: "My mother did the same. Every day, the gentleman in the village sent me letters asking me to go back and get married."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Yan Yunhe: "You also know that people like us, with our heads pinned to the waistband of our trousers all day long, will lose our lives any day. If I really become a family, I will leave her alone in the end." What about the rest of the world?"

Zhao Chengan has a delicate mind and is cautious. Many times he prefers to stay put rather than take risks, and he will only act when there is room for action.

When this kind of personality is faced with a life decision such as starting a family, many thoughts will emerge, and in the end they are willing not to do it.

"I used to have many 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 the other party when he came back this time.

"Could it be that you have someone in mind?" Zhao Chengan asked curiously.

Yan Yunhe said generously: "Well, he doesn't like me."

Zhao Cheng'an laughed out loud: "There are still girls you can't catch up with. Those little ladies who like you will be sad if they find out."

The atmosphere of the two was relaxed, they chatted for a long time, halfway through the dinner, 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 before we arrive in the capital."

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

Zhao Chengan said with a calm expression: "The Kodo Department has not been very peaceful recently. It is said that the subordinates rioted and changed their leader. The new leader is leading the battle, but Chayan and Valhu have not responded to him for the time being."

Kedo, Chayan, and Varhu are the three major tribes of the Tatars. Ten years ago, they attacked the Great Jin at the same time. Three years ago, Qi Shaolian united with the generals of the nine frontier towns, and gradually defeated them one by one in the final battle. The three major volumes became a mess again.

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

"General Qi asked me to go back to the capital to report the news to His Majesty." Zhao Chengan picked up the chopsticks beef and put it in his mouth to chew slowly.

As soon as Yan Yunhe heard it, he knew that this was not a good thing.

On the cusp of this storm, Qi Shaolian asked Zhao Cheng'an to come back to pass on the news. With Emperor Cheng Jing's temperament, he must have thought too much.

Could it be that Qi Shaolian was using the name of Tatars to put pressure on Emperor Cheng Jing, Qi Shaolian could not be separated from the border.

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

The matter of Kedobu must be true, but Qi Shaolian must have his own selfish intentions if he chooses to report it to Emperor Cheng Jing at this time.

However, it is also understandable that even Yan Yunhe can only confirm whether Qi Shaolian will be involved in the King Wu case after meeting Emperor Cheng Jing and testing his attitude.

Zhao Cheng'an is Qi Shaolian's pathfinder.

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

"Don't worry too much. His Majesty treated me very well when I entered the palace today, and his attitude was very kind." Zhao Cheng'an said with emotion: "How about you say something about the real dragon emperor? His aura is really amazing."

Yan Yunhe thought to himself, if Emperor Cheng Jing could easily let people see his likes and dislikes, then he would not be Emperor Cheng Jing.

For so many years, Emperor Cheng Jing insisted on not revealing anything about the crown prince Youyi.Only after Yanyun Hezhen became his confidant did he realize that Emperor Cheng Jing had never given up on overturning the case.

"Forget it, every step counts." Yan Yunhe raised his glass, and drank wine with Zhao Chengan.

On the second day, Yan Yunhe took Zhao Chengan to the Shenji Camp to show the other party his newly practiced formation. Combining the advantages and disadvantages of firecrackers, after repeated trials, he finally developed a set that can be used on the battlefield in the future. Array.

Zhao Chengan looked at him in amazement: "You should have returned to the capital sooner. If this team had entered the battlefield a few years ago, the Tartars wouldn't have been beaten to death!"

Yan Yunhe smiled and said nothing, he never thought of staying in the capital for a long time.

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

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

Zhao Chengan remembered the peach blossom cake that Yan Yunhe had said: "Where is that pastry shop that you always remember before, take me to try it, I want to know how delicious it is."

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

Zhao Chengan was in a hurry to go to Beijing, and it was his first time to meet the saint, so he was so nervous that he didn't even have the mood to watch the capital.

Now that the task the general ordered him to do has been completed, he is now free to play.

He has hardly seen many things sold at the stalls.

Yan Yunhe is very generous, as long as he has a glance at something, he will directly pay for the boss to buy it.

Before they reached the dim sum shop, the two of them had a lot in their hands.

Zhao Chengan complained in a low voice: "Huaiyang, don't buy any more, I won't be able to take them back with me if I buy so much."

Yan Yunhe said: "This is where it is. I told you at the beginning, as long as you come to the capital, I will find you anything you like."

Zhao Chengan was happy: "I didn't expect that Huaiyang is still a gentleman who keeps his word."

There was a cloth curtain hanging at the door of the dim sum shop, Yan Yunhe raised the curtain first and let Zhao Chengan in.

As soon as Zhao Chengan entered, he found that there were already customers in the store, and he turned around with a bag of peach blossom cakes in his hand.

The moment he saw the other person's face clearly, Zhao Cheng'an was startled. Whether the water and soil in the capital really supported people like this, he had never seen such a good-looking man.

Just standing there seemed to illuminate the entire store.

Zhao Cheng'an suddenly felt that if his mother could find him a daughter-in-law who grew up like this, then he would definitely not hesitate, and would just hurry up and marry her back home, so that she would be able to eat 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 shop.

It was the person 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, subconsciously wanted to walk but then stopped.

He pushed Zhao Cheng'an with his arm: "Don't block the door."

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

Good guy, that face is full of idiots, see if the saliva is about to come down after a while.

Yan Yunhe's face darkened in an instant.