Chapter 60: Kneeling Feng Kun; "Can you give me a chance?"
The moonlight shines quietly on the world, and it never changes.
In this long and silent night, Xie Ci finally realized as never before the dangers of the world and the cruelty of the truth.
He stared at the small patch of silver light outside the tent that shone onto the ground. It was so cold, it had never had any temperature.
Xie Ci finally vented his emotions, and he stopped crying. He turned around and said to Gu Wan, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
In the end, his grief turned into a stern resoluteness. Xie Ci said in a hoarse voice, "They are dead, but I cannot die again."
The hoarse voice was not loud, but it was calm and clear in this cold and silent dark tent.
"Father-in-law Lin, Zheng Shoufang," even... He rubbed his hands tightly for a moment, opened his palms, and stared at the small black and yellow copper letter tube. A hint of obscure bloodthirsty hatred suddenly emerged in his heart, and it flashed away.
He said: "Zhao Heng's tragedy cannot be repeated!"
No matter what, he had to keep everything that his father and brother failed to keep!
What Gu Guan said about great loyalty and righteousness, and small loyalty and righteousness, was unfamiliar but did comfort him. However, Xie Ci soon stopped thinking about it, because now, no matter whether it was great loyalty or small loyalty, great loyalty or small righteousness, it had nothing to do with him!
Xie Ci knew very clearly that he could not die!
His father and brother died, he can't die again!
Xie Ci raised his eyes to look at Gu Wan who was sitting on the edge of the camp bed in front of him. The moonlight was dim, and her ochre soft armor was half worn. Her fair and soft face showed concern as well as a hint of fatigue.
He looked up again and saw lights outside. Xie Yun, Zhang Qing and others were loyally guarding outside the tent. There were also other people. The sounds of big and small tents in the distance were faint but clear.
Today, he is no longer alone!
Xie Jiawei, Xie Jiajun, Guiyizhou, and the thousands of ordinary soldiers who followed him to charge into this bloody battle and died or did not die.
After Qin Xian and Chen Yan were poisoned, they have never been able to fully recover. Chen Yan felt better after drinking half a cup of poisoned wine, but Qin Xian survived but half of his body was paralyzed and now he can't even get on a horse. Both the military doctor and the doctor said that he needs a long recovery period.
But Qin Xian is the Grand Protector of Lingshuo, in charge of the military and civil affairs of the area, and preventing another invasion by the Northern Rong will be the top priority of all border states and passes.
If no one offers protection to Qin Xian in this situation, he will have to resign from his position and retreat to the second line.
Qin Xian is loyal to his father and the Xie family, and has done so much for Xie Ci. How could Xie Ci let him end up like this?
There are also Lingyun Suding and the Xie family army, as well as He Yuan and other Hu soldiers and people from Guiyizhou who followed him regardless of their lives.
The latter are the descendants of surrendered foreign races. If Xie Ci cannot protect them, death will be waiting for them.
And there is Gu Wan.
In addition, he had promised during the decisive battle to provide compensation to the wounded and injured soldiers, and to take care of their families!
How could he say thank you without saying anything? !
So Xie Ci cannot die, and he doesn’t want to die!
Xie Ci had long known the importance of power, but never had it become as urgent as it was today.
He was acutely aware that he was on the very edge of a cliff. It seemed like he had it all his own way, but in reality, he was hanging on by a thread. He could either ruthlessly plunge into the mire, abandoning his so-called loyalty and righteousness, and then desperately strive to gain enough power to protect himself and everyone and everything behind him.
Or die together.
You know, Xie Ci didn't have a public identity yet. But after this thrilling battle, many people knew him and had seen him.
He had no way out. If he couldn't turn this corner, he would be crushed to pieces.
Along with everyone behind him, they were about to be torn to pieces.
But Xie Ci didn't want to die, and couldn't die.
Xie Ci closed his eyes.
For this, he can throw away everything he once insisted on!
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Although it was so tragic in the end, Xie Ci miraculously recovered quickly.
After having dinner with Gu Guan, he took the last bowl of medicine, and then the two of them went to sleep in the inner and outer tents separately.
There was a camp bed set up outside the tent. Gu Guan didn't want to disturb others' rest, so he simply slept there.
Xie Ci asked her to sleep inside, but Gu Wan refused, saying it was windy outside and insisted that he go back to sleep.
I don’t know whether Xie Ci fell asleep that night, but he got up early the next morning.
His whole aura became more subdued, and he matured completely in just one night. Not a trace of paleness or sickness was left. His spine was straight, and he looked as deep as the abyss. No one could easily see his joy or anger. He put on heavy armor one by one, and wore black military boots. He was silent and dignified, like a mountain standing tall and deep.
He held his helmet, walked out of the inner tent, and said to Gu Wan, "I'm going to go out for a while."
As he stepped out of the tent, the faint sunlight fell on his body and hands, but he could not feel any warmth.
Xie Ci closed his eyes.
It took a whole night to remove the tendons and bones.
He confessed his crime to his father and brother, but from now on, he would embark on another path of no return that he once hated and despised!
But he has no regrets.
Li Yi had already received his message and had just arrived with his men on horseback, stopping at a nearby intersection and waiting.
Xie Ci opened his eyes, jumped onto the horse, and kicked the horse's belly.
The two rode side by side quickly.
He went to the headquarters of the Northwest Marching Governor-General and Military Supervisory Special Envoy at the rear of the central army.
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It's windy today, and the rain over the past few days has washed away most of the smell of blood and tar. The northeast wind blows over the mountains, bringing with it the scent of grass, trees, and moisture.
Li Yi also noticed the changes in Xie Ci. Although he didn't say many things, he knew Xie Ci understood.
This heroic young man, clad in dark black armor and possessing a noble aura like the sun setting in his arms, gazed out at the distant, inky green mountains and sighed calmly, "This is it. To be like dust in the midst of light, to row against the current, will not end well."
Li Yi had been in and out of the special envoy's headquarters for a long time. This time he came to take Xie Ci to meet Feng Kun.
Stepping into the headquarters gate means officially serving the powerful eunuch Feng Kun.
Xie Ci lowered his eyelids, and when he raised them, there was no trace of emotion in his cold black eyes. He said calmly, "I know everything you said."
…
They walked quickly to the last headquarters of the central army and dismounted.
The sword-wielding imperial guards stood in a row. Li Yi and the imperial guard captain guarding the gate clasped their fists together and smiled, "Xie Si and I have come to pay our respects to Prime Minister Feng."
A young eunuch in blue stood not far behind the door. Li Yi politely bowed slightly, and the young eunuch turned and went inside.
The camp was covered with a thick red carpet made of gorilla velvet. Footsteps landed silently, and the gilded crane-beak incense burner slowly exhaled fragrance, driving away the remaining filthy smell of the battlefield.
Feng Kun went to bed late last night and was dozing off while sitting on the upper armchair. The young eunuch tiptoed in, waited for a moment, and then reported quietly.
Feng Kun was dressed in a scarlet Qilin robe and black boots with gold-painted soles. He slowly opened his phoenix eyes, which were slanted at the ends to make him look sharp, but his facial features were extremely fair and feminine. He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh, Xie Ci is here?"
He took the blue and white teacup and raised his lip: "Call her in."
The wind blew by, the sound of the roar was deafening, and the guards in the tents, everything in front of me seemed so familiar and yet so strange.
The young eunuch came back soon and led the way.
Xie Ci raised his eyelashes and walked in step by step. What he saw was the scarlet velvet carpet, and the blood in his body rushed up uncontrollably.
He raised his eyes and finally walked to the front of the camp's tent. The curtains were lifted to allow ventilation. The room inside was large and bright, decorated like the gorgeous houses in Zhongdu. The fragrance slowly wafted out from the tent door.
Xie Ci should have been able to tell what kind of fragrance it was. He used to know all this very well, but those leisurely days of his youth were so far away from him that Xie Ci had no idea what kind of fragrance it was.
He stood quietly.
Inside the headquarters tent, at the end of the peony red carpet, on the upper right side of two sandalwood armchairs, sat the powerful eunuch Feng Kun, wearing a fiery red Qilin robe and with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.
Xie Ci walked in step by step and finally came in front of Feng Kun.
Many things flashed before his eyes in an instant. In the end, Xie Ci didn't hesitate at all. He lifted his armor and knelt on one knee with a "pop". He clasped his fists and said in a deep, resonant voice: "Xie Ci greets Prime Minister Feng!"
"very good."
Feng Kun nodded.
He was quite satisfied. There was no hesitation or hesitation, no so-called integrity or humiliation. Feng Kun raised his eyebrows: "You are indeed much more sensible than your father and brother."
Xie Ci's heart twisted into a knot, and he clenched his fists for a moment.
Feng Kun's voice is a little hoarse and magnetic with a slight eunuch's sharpness. It is like his appearance, feminine and sharp, and it is difficult to tell whether it is male or female.
Feng Kun leaned forward, reaching out to lift Xie Ci's chin. His face was extremely young, handsome, deep, and resolute. He leaned forward, his feminine, sharp eyes close at hand. "Whether you are Xie Ci or not is not important."
Whether he was a fugitive or not was not important. Feng Kun did not care about this. "As long as you work hard for me, you can get whatever you want."
The most urgent thing for Xie Ci now is probably a legitimate true identity.
The person before him was Feng Kun, the leader of the Quan Party whom his father and brother hated the most. The scarlet Qilin robe stung his eyes like fire. He once hated the rich and mellow incense because it was Feng Kun's favorite, but at this moment, it was so rich and clear that it permeated his facial features and body.
Only at this moment, kneeling here, did he realize that every breath, every moment, and every word were more difficult than he had imagined. But Xie Ci clenched his fists tightly and said hoarsely: "I want the Xie family to be exonerated. I want to be Xie Ci again and lead the army with full authority. I want Shuofang!"
Shuofang includes a large area including Lingyun Dingsu and most of the Qingshui Plain, and even includes Guzang Mountain and Guiyi Prefecture.
In the past, there was the Shuofang Protectorate, but later Li Chun and Xie Xinzhong both felt that the north was becoming more and more prosperous, and the areas under the jurisdiction of each protectorate were too large, so they successively submitted petitions, and finally it was divided into the current state and various ordinary protectorates of different sizes.
After Xie Jiawei came back, some of the Xie family's secret industries returned to Xie Ci's hands, and Qin Xian and others were able to control them at will. However, Xie Ci suddenly discovered last night that he had not even been able to cast a suitable new armor for Gu Wan.
It is not difficult for Xinjia. The reason why he has not paid attention to this matter is that he does not have a territory that belongs to him in a legitimate way.
Xie Ci put everything aside. He wanted to protect himself and those he wanted to protect in this filthy world! To do so, he had to possess enough power. He had to bring the entire Shuofang region into his sphere of influence.
Only in this way can the entire area from Lingzhou to Guiyi be covered.
But at this moment, the blood in his heart surged, and the violent churning of emotions inside made his eyes turn a crimson red.
But he finished the sentence word by word in a hoarse voice.
Feng Kun was slightly startled and raised an eyebrow. Grand Protector of Shuofang? Was he going to single-handedly overturn the situation that his father had finally achieved through his petition after so much difficulty?
Feng Kun couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Good! You're very good!"
He was not afraid of Xie Ci making requests, he was just afraid that these people had nothing to ask for. Having desires was a good thing, because only with desires would they go all out to work for him.
Very good, really very good!
The thank you speech before him made Feng Kun much more satisfied than he had imagined. As soon as he heard the words, he felt it was really great!
Feng Kun stopped laughing and leaned forward. His slanted, almond-shaped eyes were sharp and dangerous, gorgeous to the extreme. He said coldly, "If you want to thank me, that's fine. If you want Shuofang, I can also find a way to give it to you."
"But, Xie Ci, you have to let me see your performance first!"
Feng Kun stopped talking nonsense and waved, asking Xie Ci and the other man to stand up. He ordered, "Let Qin Xian's son continue to serve as the Black Armor Major General. When the time is right, you can claim that you are Qin Xian's adopted son and take over the military merits."
This is very simple.
When the time comes, he wants Xie Ci to be the Protector-General of Shuofang. The operation will be smooth and he will have no shortage of military achievements. Only Xie Ci's early performance will make him satisfied enough.
In a short period of time, Feng Kun had understood everything clearly.
"As for you and Li Yi, prepare to be deployed back to the capital."
Feng Kun turned around, and the sunlight from the wide-open tent door cast a shadow onto the crimson peony velvet carpet. His gorgeous eyes were stern as he looked from Xie Ci's face to Li Yi, condescendingly saying, "What Xie Ci has, you will have no shortage of."
Xie Ci and Li Yi knelt on one knee with a "clack" sound: "We are willing to serve Prime Minister Feng at our utmost!"
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When we left the governor's headquarters at noon, the sky had already turned dark and the wind suddenly became stronger, blowing up sand and gravel.
Xie Ci rode a fast horse, his armor as cold and hard as cast iron, his black pupils like glass beads were cold, and he galloped into the inner gate of the East Camp under the silent support of Xie Yun and others.
Qin Xian, Chen Yan, Su Zhen and others had already received the news. Hou was standing in the parade ground, and tears welled up in his eyes for a moment.
Especially Qin Xian, whose body was not as good as before. For a moment, he beat his chest and stamped his feet, crying: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault!!"
He was the one holding us back.
Everyone was sad and indignant at the same time. They were all present when Lu Xinyi said that day. Qin Xian even asked Xie Ci to show him the brass letter tube.
He had been by Xie Xinzhong's side for so many years, serving as the Grand Protector of Lingzhou for so many years, so he would have seen more imperial papers. This forty-year-old man, nine feet tall and burly, burst into tears, one big drop after another, falling onto his body and the yellow muddy ground.
Even Chen Yan, the most rational person, had tears in his eyes.
In front of the huge tent, Xie Ci's tall, straight figure stood as cold and firm as a mountain. He looked around at everyone weeping and said slowly, "I can't let you repeat Zhao Heng's mistakes."
A new way out must be found.
They just know it, they just know it, that’s why they are so sad!
The endless grey-blue sky, the vast plains, is there no place for them to stay even for an inch in this world?
Qin Xian and the others knelt on the ground, sobbing and holding Xie Ci's armor tightly. Overnight, Xie Ci seemed to have traveled through countless years, with a heavy object pressing on his shoulders. He matured completely overnight and also became much thinner overnight.
"Alright, everyone, get up. You're still injured. Go back and heal your wounds first."
Xie Ci bent down to help them up, turned and went into the big tent, and gave instructions on the next arrangements one by one.
No more nonsense, they have to survive.
Finally, Qin Xian and the others wiped their tears, knelt down in response, and then went back one after another.
Xie Ci sat alone quietly behind the first desk.
There was no sun in the afternoon and the tent was a little dim. He sat silently for a long time before standing up.
When the tent curtain was lifted, the skylight came into view, and at the same time, Gu Wan was standing beside the tent not far away.
Xie Ci's heart finally felt a little warm.
In just one day, he returned from a long journey, having experienced all the cruel vicissitudes of life.
After walking to the military supervisory headquarters, he found that this process was even more difficult than he had imagined. However, he no longer had any qualifications to complain or appeal. His heart was heavy, but he tried his best to slow down his tone and comfort Qin Xian and others.
This is what he should do.
Otherwise, he would not be qualified to have them follow him to death.
But all these things, the emotions that were stretched to the extreme and suppressed to the extreme, suddenly released a hole the moment he saw Gu Wan.
Her existence was like a warm ocean, giving him infinite comfort in this cold June winter.
Xie Ci thought it through clearly last night. Everything was worth it and he had to do it.
The moment he saw her, he was very sure that it was indeed worth it.
Gu Wan sighed softly: "The poplar flowers are blooming, let's take a walk."
In May, poplar flowers bloom and sway in the wind on both sides of the cool water. The east wind comes slowly, and the slender branches flutter and dance, with tiny white fluffs flying in the air.
Gu Guan took Xie Ci with her, and the two of them walked along the edge of the East Camp all the way to the Liangshui River. They walked along the river and found a high hill. She pulled Xie Ci up and sat on the top of the hill.
This direction does not directly face the willow catkins, but you can see the fine catkins floating in the air. The entire Liangshui River is in sight, with the vast wilderness behind you and towering green mountains at the end of the river.
The terrain is very high and the view is very broad. The wind is blowing in his face. After walking all the way and sitting in such a place, Xie Ci finally felt a little more comfortable.
Unconsciously, the lines of his jaw had become increasingly cold and hard. The cruel world forced people to mature.
Xie Ci said, "I know what I have to do. I must always protect what I want to protect."
He smiled at Gu Wan.
This smile finally diluted the gloom and hardness between his brows.
To this day, Xie Ci no longer mentions his father and brother. His father and brother died for their faith, while he has taken a completely opposite path, a path full of filth.
But he wanted to live.
There's nothing much to say about this.
At this point, Xie Ci didn't want to think about anything else. He was determined to have the capital to survive first.
Xie Ci turned his head to look at Gu Wan. Willow catkins were flying everywhere, and a few of them were carried to the top of the hill by the wind, floating around her face and nose. The sunlight fell on her face, and her skin was as white and flawless as jade, as if it were glowing.
He has grown up, and so has Gu Wan. She has girlish eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, with exquisite features. She has a gentle gaze as soft as water, and a lively and heroic spirit. Her beauty and temperament complement each other, making her beautiful beyond words.
But what Xie Ci saw in her was never just her beauty. No matter whether she was young or old, she would always be so beautiful in his heart and eyes, and would never be replaced by others.
He slowly turned his head and buried his face in the crook of her shoulder.
He felt a warm warmth that gave him immense strength.
Xie Ci crouched for a moment, then stood up and whispered, "I'm sorry, Awan, I don't want to give you the divorce papers anymore."
He almost knelt in front of her: "Can you give me a chance?"
Only after going through so much hardship did he truly realize how precious this shoulder was. Xie Ci didn't even want to wait for a moment. He cast aside all his dignity and didn't care about anything anymore. He knelt down and looked at her with his head raised in supplication.
The author has something to say:
Gu Wan: ???
What did you say? Why didn't you give me the divorce papers? Does it matter?
Damn, you are forcing me to do something I shouldn’t do!
In fact, the small drama has little to do with the main text. In fact, no one can help but be touched and shocked, and Wanwan is no exception.
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