Ghosts are not evil

Samir had a day off, but unfortunately his new army commander was very busy.

Since when, when Fan Saimir was free, he only wanted to stay in a place where he could see green bamboos at a glance, but it was a pity that Jun Sima didn't want anyone to disturb him today.

Samir could only sit idle in the study, flipping through the playbook that Ibn brought into the palace from Bian Kingdom, and saw an inscription: "Love does not know where it started, but it goes deeper and deeper." Too lingering, and can only be written in the playbook, Samir asked the waiter in a dispirited manner: "Is the military Sima finished?"

It was less than half an hour, and His Majesty couldn't sit still anymore, how could the military Sima finish his work so quickly, the waiter didn't dare to say it clearly, so he could only say: "Your Majesty, Sima will not be free at this hour and a half."

The government, the government, he only has the government in his heart.

Samir can only use the government to tie him up. There is an old saying in Bianguo: "First do what you like, and then you have to control your life."

Sai Mier said helplessly: "If the mountain doesn't come, I will go to the mountain, and I will go to Simatai with me."

Zhu Qingchi happened to have something important to discuss with Semir, and the two met on the way.

With the north wind holding his sleeves, his military commander had already wrapped himself in a thick winter coat, with the clearest snow in the world reflected in his eyes, Samir stepped forward and couldn't help smiling: "Jun Sima is going to find me? "

Holding an urgent document in his hand, Zhu Qingchi walked in a hurry, seeing him approaching, he slowed down: "I have something to discuss with His Majesty, as it has been snowing for days, Lingnan official road has been buried by snow..."

Sai Mier raised his hand to brush the snow off Zhu Qingchi's shoulders, took the paper umbrella from the palace man, and propped up a small world in the snow: "Why don't you open an umbrella when you come out, let's go back to the stage and talk about it."

Love is deep, and there are thousands of tenderness.

Zhu Qingchi stretched out his hand to straighten the paper umbrella, and sighed with a smile: "Your Majesty, next time, change to a bigger umbrella."

Samir and Zhu Qingchi stood side by side on the tower. In the third year after the implementation of the new law, Zhu Qingchi proposed to abolish the caste system. This is undoubtedly a heavy medicine. Everything he did before was for today.

Even if the God of Time treats him so favorably, he is already 37 years old, and even the corners of his eyes have fine lines, and his sword has no eyes. If there is anything wrong with him...: "Zafel, someone assassinated you again last night, right?"

Assassination has become commonplace for Zhu Qingchi, but fortunately he hasn't felt powerless yet: "No problem."

Samir looked at him fixedly: "But I don't worry about it."

Zhu Qingchi avoids his scorching gaze, and looks into the distance. In the past seven years, the Beiming Kingdom has changed too fast, and it is no longer the former Beiming: "Your Majesty, do you feel that I am getting old?"

Even if he could only look at him without getting a response, Samir would never hesitate: "I just don't think it's safe to sleep alone."

Zhu Qingchi: "The queen and concubine look forward to your majesty day and night."

Sai Mier said truthfully: "But they can't protect me."

Zhu Qingchi's eyes were like an ancient well without waves, sticking to the rules: "What do you want to say, Your Majesty?"

Samir: "You enter the palace to accompany me."

Zhu Qingchi: "It's inconvenient for the ministers of the inner palace to get involved."

Sai Mier's tone is obviously unquestionable: "Then I will move to your house."

Zhu Qingchi sighed, extremely helpless: "Your Majesty..."

"Either you enter the palace." Isn't it enough to pretend to be deaf and dumb for so many years? Samir didn't want to wait any longer.

I don't know if Zhu Qingchi compromised: "That's all."

Yes, he asked Zhu Qingchi to enter the palace, but he didn't let Zhu Qingchi guard the gate of the palace for the guards in the palace. Samir almost made him vomit blood in anger. He worked in the court during the day and came to the gate of his palace at night. Do you think you are a young man in his early twenties?

Samir sat in the hall for a full hour, and the more he wrote the papers, the more upset he became, he dropped his pen and shouted, "Zafel! Come in."

Zhu Qingchi came in from the outside, dressed in light armor, he really seemed to be on duty, with the stinky face of one yuan silver coin, and asked him: "What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

"Change and go to bed, I have to go to bed early tomorrow." If you are not used to it, get used to it slowly.

Seeing that he hadn't made the next move, Samir got up and asked him, "Why, do you want me to change your clothes for you?"

Zhu Qingchi: "I dare not."

Samir has a good temper these years. He took off his coat and put it on a hanger, went to bed and lay down, tucked in the quilt, and saw that Zhu Qingchi was still sticking there, and said indifferently: "Don't dare to do anything in a daze, Afraid that I will eat you, go to bed."

Zhu Qingchi sighed, not because he was afraid of what he would do, because Semir would not be able to beat him in another five years, but he didn't know whether he should just be patient.

After thinking and thinking, it was the sword and the armor, and the clothes were lying on the outside.

In Beiming, it is disrespectful to turn your back on the king, but Samir still doesn't know what Zhu Qingchi is thinking, wishing to add a line to the law.

In the dead of night, only the autumn wind was blowing outside the window, Samir covered Zhu Qingchi with a quilt, and asked him softly, "Zafier, how long are you going to hide?"

The only answer to Samir was silence, he didn't dare to touch love, and he couldn't touch it.

"Using the words of your country, you are really a coward, but I am not." Samir turned over and pressed Zhu Qingchi's cheek, and kissed him head-on. Zhu Qingchi wanted to lift Samir away, but he felt something It landed on the cheek and stopped the movement of the hand for a moment.

Samir grabbed his hand on his arm, tried to stick out the tip of his tongue, and opened his lips and teeth. After working hard for a long time, he finally tasted a little bit of sweetness. He didn't give him any room to think, and warmly invited him to share. dance.

Samir didn't believe it. He was really a saint. He didn't believe it for so many years, but he wasn't tempted at all.

Getting better and better, Zhuqing stretched out his hand fiercely to push him away, and Samir saw his moist lips and heaving chest through the hazy moonlight half of the room, as if it was a silent invitation, once he started, he wanted to ask for more , Forgot his uneasiness just now, and just wanted this sound: "Zafel, what are you afraid of, you clearly have me in your heart."

"Your Majesty, rest in peace. If you insist on this, I will go back to guard the gate of the palace." If you become my concern, how should I care about the world? If I am all for you, but in the end become your bondage, why should I choose? start.

Samir turned around with a wry smile: "It's really my Zafier."

Zhu Qingchi thought that Samir would stop here, but he was too naive, Samir annoyed him for half the night, which made Zhu Qingchi really annoyed at last, so she curled up in his arms and fell asleep peacefully .

When Samir really fell asleep, Zhu Qingchi stretched out his arms to hug him, and sighed: "I'm not your lover."

The general trend of the world, the long-term will be united, the long-term must be divided, and Wan Chao will not allow Beiming to rest and rest. Looking at the three armies from afar, Samir hopes that Feng Ling will pass on the words that he could not say: "Zafel, I am waiting for you to come back in the capital. You must come back."

Bian State's 20 troops secretly aided Wan Chao from the Beiming Corridor. It is reported that Wan Chao's original army was only 25, but it became 45 in a blink of an eye. Zhu Qingchi used 45 troops to fight against the enemy's [-] troops. , The scout sent to spy on the military situation reported that Wan Chao's chief general this time was named Zhu Xiu, who was a foreigner.

Zhu Xiu...

The soldier came to report: "Army Sima, our army has captured an enemy scout."

Zhu Qingchi put the matter on hold for now, maybe it was just the same name: "Bring it up."

Qin Jianhong was put into the account by one left and one right, pushed away from the left and right, clasped his fists and bowed to the person seated: "General."

Could it be that it was really her, Zhu Qingzhi stepped back and asked him: "Jianhong, why are you here?"

"General, this time it is Vice General Zhu who is leading the army. Your Majesty asked us to welcome you back home." Qin Jianhong didn't know that Emperor Xia was using them to restrain Zhu Qingchi, and they didn't want to be enemies with the general, but the emperor's order is hard to break, Zhu Xiu He was Zhu Qingchi's lieutenant brought out by himself, and was once Zhu Qingchi's right-hand man in the army.

"Will she stop when I return to China?" Zhu Qingchi knew Song Qinghuang too well, and she would never stop. After all, he was the one who harmed Beiming.

Qin Jianhong knelt down and bowed down: "General, 45 of the 20 troops are soldiers from the Bian Kingdom. All the soldiers have fought side by side with you. If you don't want to meet your sword, you can just follow me!" I'll go back."

Does she take these 20 lives as a joke? Their lives are their lives, and the lives of Beiming people are not their lives. Why are you forcing him like this? Why, princess.

Zhu Qingchi clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Go back and tell Zhu Xiu, give me three days, and be sure to hold back. After three days, I will give you an answer."

Zhu Qingchi made people hurry up and sent a letter back to the capital of Beiming, which was full of heartfelt words.

"Chen Shao met his father-in-law passed away, and failed to win the trust of the new monarch. He had a long career, and he was also a civil and military officer. His aspirations were hopeless, and his throat was hard to calm down. He left his homeland and went far away to Beiming. The public's kindness comes first, and His Majesty's kindness comes later, the old country and Beiming, the ministers can't have both, and they owe His Majesty's deep kindness, please discuss the crimes of the ministers, and change the master general."

Samir looked at the playlist on the table, read it again, let go of his hands, and clenched his fists again: "Let the army Sima return to the court, and the deputy general in the army will be the commander."

Beiming called the court clothes of hundreds of officials as Jiangmo, and Jiangmo was a dark green draped dress, with epaulets and belts according to the rank, and epaulettes with tassels for rank three and above, and it is rare for Semir to see bamboo green blazing wear for Jiangmo.

Beiming nobles are mostly of brown race, with sunken eye sockets, high nose and thin lips, not taller than Bian people, and Samir can always spot him in the crowd. .

Sai Mier summoned Zhu Qingchi in the side hall, wearing only a white casual robe, Zhu Qingchi was dressed in a subduing demon, knelt on the ground, and bowed to the ground with palms up, this is the highest etiquette in Beiming, the expression on his face It is also different from the past, and has already prepared for the worst.

Samir didn't intend to blame him, Zhu Qing was arrogant and arrogant, but he was a person who valued love, if it wasn't for love, he would never have made such a choice: "Why did Zafier make such a big gift, get up, and come to my side Come."

Zhu Qing fell to the ground and couldn't get up: "Your Majesty, please punish the minister for his crime."

Samir knew that he was evading, and punishing him might make him feel better: "If I punish you heavily, will you also accept the crime?"

He never hesitated for a moment: "The minister accepts the crime."

Sai Mier stepped out of the hall, and said to Zhu Qingchi who was still kneeling on the ground behind him, "Okay, don't kneel, come with me."

Zhu Qingchi got up and followed Samir through the corridor until he walked to his bedroom. The maid opened the door to welcome them into the palace, and Samir ordered: "Everyone go down, without my permission, no one is allowed before noon tomorrow." Enter the palace."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The maids retreated into the hall in two rows, leaving only him and Samir in Nuo Da's hall. Samir glanced at him and raised his hand to say hello: "Close the door."

Zhu Qingchi withdrew his hand and pushed and closed the heavy palace door. It was a felony to ask the generals to retreat before the battle. He made such a big mistake, and he really failed Samir's trust in him for many years.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Samir wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, and bit his ear pinnae sideways.

Being pushed away was also expected, Samir took a step back and met his eyes, it was clearly not resistance but panic in his eyes.

Having been with him for so many years, Samir understands a truth. Some things can only be made by forcing him to make a choice: "Why, don't you want to be punished? It's just you and me now. I think I'm invincible. If you don't May I be punished, but I will not force myself to come, I can take the sword in your hand and end my life, with your ability, no one can do anything to you until noon tomorrow."

After finishing the ruthless words, I always have to say a few words from my heart. For Zhu Qingchi, who is soft and hard, I can only use thunder and rain: "If I don't have you in this life, as far as I am concerned, life is still dead, you Do you understand?"

In words, she leaned towards him and put her arms around his neck: "Today we will not be monarchs and ministers."