Chapter 189: Mute general, keep the appointment, white horse and silver spear.

Lou Ying gently presses her temples for Chi Xiaochi.

Half an hour ago, Chi Xiaochi finished receiving the world line, opened her eyes, and without saying much, said "I'll sleep for a while", and then turned on her side and slept with her head covered.

The connection had not yet been restored, and Lou Ying had only partially regained his ability to receive the Worldline, so he didn't know what was going on.

He was in no hurry to know, and wrapped Chi Xiaochi's mental body from behind, his arms behind his head, and wordlessly massaged him.

His technique was professional, except that the position was not good for circulation.

He rubbed for a while, then had to clench his fists to relieve the paralysis.

Chi Xiaochi slept for two hours before she stirred dimly in Lou Ying's arms.

Lou Ying released him with a natural movement, afraid that he would feel uncomfortable.

Chi Xiaochi opened his eyes, took five minutes to wake up, and then got up and dressed: "Sir, not sleeping?"

Lou Ying lay on his side and asked, without answering, "How's the world line?"

"Well, it's kind of hard."

Chi Xiaochi closed her eyes and fastened the loose buttons of her lingerie from top to bottom, the corners of her mouth picking up in a smirk, "...... But it's a fun challenge."

A living, breathing, combative little fox.

Lou Ying laughed.

Finding himself enjoying this tone of Chi Xiaochi's too much, he sat up and gingerly fastened the buttons of his lingerie from underneath while Chi Xiaochi's eyes were closed.

One hand is down, one hand is up, about to meet in the middle, Lou Ying draws back her hand, and her cold fingertips gently touch Chi Xiaochi's fingertips, like a slapdash kiss.

Chi Xiaochi felt downward, found that the buttons of the hem were properly fastened, and, without thinking of anything else, rolled over and got out of bed, raising his voice, "A Ling."

The sky was about to brighten, and he would be departing for the border on the second day, so there was no excuse for him to get up earlier.

As a servant boy, he has to be on duty every night in case the master has any needs. The original master Shi Tingyun has always been lenient to the boys, unless it is related to the general's residence, there are private matters at night, almost never to disturb the rest of the two boys.

So Chu Ziling enters with a few sleepy eyes, "Gong Zi?"

Chi Xiaochi said, "Today I am moving, I can hardly sleep, I want to get up some hours earlier."

Chu Ziling took his coat and tried to wait for him to get dressed.

"There is no need to serve me." Chi Xiaochi took the clothes from him and hastily put them on, "Go serve Master Gong Zi."

Chu Ziling is a bit of a puzzle.

In the past, Gong Zi would always give A Shu this kind of trivial work of serving people close to him.

He didn't move and replied with a smile, "Yes."

He walked to the bed, "Mr. Yu, please."

The frail, pale youth on the bed gave a dignified "hmm", lifted the covers, opened his hands, and politely said, "Thank you."

As Chu Ziling changed his clothes, his eyes swept over his face in a feigned carelessness.

The word "traitor" in the Southern Border language was branded in the corner of the man's eye, and in the eyes of those who didn't know the Southern Border language, the tattoo was beautifully shaped and looked like a flower had blossomed.

...... A sinner, because of his superior talent, can also be treated with such courtesy in the house.

With merit in your hands, you can get a foot in the door anywhere.

Thinking about this, Chu Ziling casually said, "Gong Zi spends all day with Mr., really intimate, don't even know what they are talking about."

This is just a seductive sentence. Chu Ziling looked at Shi Tingyun with a smile at the corner of his lips, and there were a few hints of jealousy in his words that he had gotten right.

He knew in his heart that Shi Tingyun was cultivating himself because he was interested in him in a different way. This kind of male interest was just a refined game of the nobles, since this was the case, he didn't mind maneuvering around with this little Gong Zi and using this as a way to bring him closer.

Hearing him say this, before Shi Tingyun could say anything, Yu Fengmian, whom he was serving, turned sideways and stared at him, his tone nonchalant, "Is it your place to ask about such things?"

Chu Ziling was startled.

He did not know much about this Master Gong Zi, only that he was not well born and physically fit, but was highly respected by Gong Zi, so he thought that he should be a good natured person to get along with.

"Don't use me as a raft for you to curry favor with Gong Zi." Yu Fengmian s expression and tone did not look like anger, just stating the facts lightly, "...... recognize your identity."

The word "identity" is right on Chu Ziling's pain point.

But Chu Ziling's determination was extraordinary, not only did he continue to dress him, but his smile remained the same: "Yes, Mr. Yu. Ziling made a slip of the tongue and will never do it again."

After speaking, he secretly looked at Shi Tingyun.

Shi Tingyun did not say a word about it, which was also expected by Chu Ziling.

The other party was Gong Zi's teacher, a senior and respected by Gong Zi, unlike Yan Yuanzhao, who was his junior and a close friend, Shi Tingyun naturally would not turn against his own husband for himself.

Having said that, Chu Ziling can't help but be a little bit angry.

Being reprimanded by the prince, he could take it lightly, on the one hand, the two of them were actually considered equal in status, and on the other hand, he could also make Shi Tingyun feel aggrieved and stand up for him, indirectly pushing the envelope between Yan Yuanzhao and him, creating a conflict, and although he couldn't hope to destroy their relationship, he could still make them develop some subtle gaps.

However, being criticized like this by a sinner with a lowly status who had been honored once, Chu Ziling's heart was still unavoidably shaken.

He did not dare to underestimate this person's heart and mind, quietly keep a heart, but not the slightest awareness of Shi Tingyun behind him casting a line of sight.

Chi Xiaochi Curious: When did you know the scum attacker was him? I haven't heard back from Zhen Nan Guan yet.

Lou Ying sidled up, put his outer robe back on, staggered past Chu Ziling, who was leaning over to clean up the bed, and gestured: the time you told him, who never did chores, to clean up his chores.

In fact, he was tempted to say that that glazed look in his eyes ready to punk someone the moment before you called him in the door was obvious at first glance.

However, he liked the little fox's appearance anyway, and had no intention of making the little fox correct it, so he didn't say so explicitly.

Chi Xiaochi walked toward the outside, "Where is A Shu."

Chu Ziling turned his back to him and smiled as he spread out the quilt and replied, "A Shu has gone to order your personal belongings. He is new to the battlefield and doesn't understand many things, I told him that the ones he prepared would not be useful on the battlefield, and he didn't want to listen."

Chi Xiaochi tied her long hair up simply with a hair tie, "Then I will personally ask Lord A Shu to come and wash me."

Chu Ziling laughed: "Gong Zi, slow down."

Chi Xiaochi made his way to where the boy lived, paying a little attention to the display that had returned to normal function on the way.

Chu Ziling's favorability value towards Shi Tingyun is 53, and his remorse value is 4, which is perfectly in the range of being able to eat soft food and still be at peace with it.

Without thinking about how to deal with Chu Ziling at this stage, Chi Xiaochi rummaged through the warehouse and found a function card.

Now that there is a world line, some information is easily accessible.

He used a function card called "Worldline Locator", which allows him to see what anyone did in the original worldline.

......

After Shi Tingyun's death, Li Yeshu came to the Imperial City and presented a bloody letter, claiming to be Li Yeshu, a servant of the General's residence, who was favored by Gong Zi and wanted to collect Shi Tingyun's body from the Southern Borderers, rather than letting him be buried by his enemies.

Going to the city to beg for a corpse and being so arrogant is like looking for death.

That Southern Border general defending the city was rather disdainful.

South of the border martial arts, such as not thinking of revenge, but to seek death martyrdom as the honor of the weak head of the Central Plains is extremely difficult to see.

He went up the hierarchy and presented the bloody letter to Chu Ziling, saying that since the man wanted to repay his kindness, he might as well fulfill him and let him be a living martyr.

At this time, Chu Ziling's appearance was much thinner than the last time Shi Tingyun saw him in the world line. He read the bloody letter and burned it with the oil lamp on the side: "Return to him: if you talk about enemies, you are also a member of the Southern Borderland, so what face do you have to collect and bury for him, why don't you cut your own throat in shame?"

When the general heard that Li Yeshu was from the southern border, his killing intent faded a bit, "No?"

Chu Ziling said, "I will not kill him. He came here with the intention of seeking death, but he only wanted to see Gong Zi, so why should I comply with his wish?"

The southern border generals truthfully conveyed Chu Ziling's words.

Upon hearing this, Li Yeshu laughed three times and said to the general, "Then please bury this with my Gong Zi. Please ask him to take good care of it, and after a few years, I will bring it back together with my Gong Zi's bones. At that time, A Shu will kill himself in front of the grave to thank him for the crime of not following me in life and death."

With that, he took a bull's ear sharp knife out of his pocket, probed into his mouth, and cut his tongue with a single stroke.

That southern frontier general was greatly shocked, but also inevitably rose to respect the ambition of this small servant, and after saying to the other small generals guarding the city that they would drive this person away, lest they pollute the city gates, they dragged Li Yeshu, who was bowing in pain and vomiting more blood than he could stand, brought him back to his home, applied medicine for his injuries, and saved his life, and after his injuries were stabilized he sent him out of the city and lied, "Your tongue has already been buried along with your Gong Zi, so get out of the city.

Li Yeshu also knew that he was lying to himself.

Gong Zi always laughed at him for his triviality, and if he were to bury his own tongue with Gong Zi, Gong Zi would probably be annoyed as well.

But it doesn't matter.

His flesh and blood, as long as he can guard Gong Zi in a corner of this Wangcheng City, it will be fine.

The tongue was the least of his worries at the moment.

Li Yeshu bowed, bowed to him, and then, pale, staggered away from the Watchtower.

After that, the Central Plains were plunged into years of war.

Seven years later, Wangcheng was recaptured by the Imperial Army.

By that time, Chu Ziling had long since left Wangcheng, and the southern frontier general had been captured, and while he was being escorted to the outskirts of the city by iron locks strung together, a silver-helmeted general covered with dust and dust and wounds rode a white horse to a short distance in front of him, and, after staring at and observing him for a few moments, he suddenly called a halt to the procession, and lifted up his chin with a whip of his horse.

The Southland general saw a familiar face.

Li Yeshu recognized him too, tugging on the reins with one hand and smiling at him.

The Southland general was shocked and led by the team.

The adjutant general rode up, "Is this man an old acquaintance of the general?"

Li Yeshu gestures to his lieutenant: Do not bury him alive. Give him a good time.

The Adjutant General nodded and turned his horse in the direction of the executioner.

Li Yeshu rode through the streets in triumph.

He didn't have bad ears and could hear people talking about him all around him.

"Is he the famous mute general Li Yeshu?"

"Yes. You see that person's demeanor, silver spear and white horse, must be from a great family."

"I heard that it was originally a house slave of the general's house."

"Where did you hear such words? In the storybook, the one who used the silver spear and rode the white horse was either Ma Chao or Gao Huaide, both of whom were first-class generals and heroes, not ordinary people."

"Yes. I heard that this person kills like a man, every next city will slaughter all the southern border generals, I thought it was some night fork like character, who thought it was born like this ...... like a scholar."

Li Yeshu smiles down and beats his horse forward.

After the return of the present Emperor, Li Yeshu requests a visit to Gong Zi's tomb.

Gong Zi tomb is located in the Imperial City, Chu Ziling original palace, he took off the silver helmet and iron armor, changed into a former straightjacket robe, cleaned himself up, and then went to the tomb.

He knelt down and bowed deeply for a song.

Whenever Gong Zi comes to him, he always has something to say.

Li Yeshu tried to make a sound, "Ah."

He was amused by the hard, strange sounds he was making.

He leaned against the tombstone and used his right hand to write what he wanted to say on the tombstone. He said that he regretted his past, that he shouldn't have listened to Gong Zi and stayed at the General's residence to be the housekeeper, that he should have gone to the South Border with Gong Zi, that he is now the Li Yeshu, who hates God and hates ghosts, that his sister, A Qing, is now married with a family and has a good life, and that he realized that with hard work and practice, the stupid bird can also fly up to the sky and become the He said that he realized that with hard work and practice, even a stupid bird can fly to become a Kunpeng.

He wrote, "I'm sorry, Gong Zi, seven years have passed, and A Shu just came.

As he talked and wrote, Li Yeshu grew tired and closed his eyes in front of his tombstone, just as he had done every night when he was a child, sleeping outside Gong Zi's room.

Early the next morning, his lieutenant discovered to his horror that Li Yeshu had slit his wrists in front of Shi Tingyun's tomb.

His blood was drained from his body and seeped into the soil around him, a dark red color saturating the earth in a half-meter circle. Li Yeshu sat in the center of the circle, his head hanging down against the tombstone, his expression peaceful, as if he were sleeping.

No one told him that Chu Ziling, before he left, had realized that Wangcheng was not going to be protected, so he dug up Shi Tingyun's skeleton, put it in a small coffin, and took it away with the army.

Li Yeshu has died in an empty grave.

But it's good to know that he walks in peace.

The world line stops and Chi Xiaochi stands in front of the window.

A Shu's room is lit by candlelight, and busy figures can be seen inside.

Today, A Shu is still the same trivial and nagging A Shu, martial arts sparse, not interested in the art of war, only love around the stove, every night before going to sleep must ask, Gong Zi tomorrow breakfast, lunch, dinner will want to use what.

Chi Xiaochi pushed his way in.

Li Yeshu heard the door ringing, turned back in shock: "Gong Zi, why don't you sleep some more hours, the chickens haven't even crowed yet."

Chi Xiaochi said, "I am not accustomed to sleeping without A Shu-sama at my side."

Li Yeshu was amused, "Gong Zi is joking again. You see, I brought a green bean pillow to clear the heart and lower the fire, I chose the best green beans one by one to make it, it's guaranteed to be useful."

Chi Xiaochi leaned against the door and looked at him, "Why do you need to bring all these trivial things that take up space and are heavy."

Li Yeshu has his own reasoning: "A poor man's home is not the same as his family's, so it's better to bring some things with you."

Chi Xiaochi picked up his bucket-sized bundle and examined it, "Duck in sauce?"

Li Yeshu wipes his sweat: "Gong Zi loves it, so keep some on the road."

Chi Xiaochi picked up another one, "Dried apricots?"

Li Yeshu: "The road is bumpy, and Master Gong Zi may not be able to stand it, so I'll prepare some sour food to appetize him."

Chi Xiaochi picks up a red amulet that's sitting on the bed, "What's this again?"

"A Qing sent it overnight." Li Yeshu raised her eyes and smiled, "She went to the Qingyuan Temple to beg for it, and even asked a master to open the light, and asked me to pass it on to Gong Zi, wishing Gong Zi a safe trip, and that swords, guns, and halberds can't get close to her."

Chi Xiaochi holds the talisman, "She has a heart. What about yours, she didn't ask for one for you?"

Li Yeshu scratches his head, "She had asked for it, and the youngest specifically instructed her not to ask for it, for fear that if she asked for two, it wouldn't work."

Chi Xiaochi grabs the talisman in her hand, "A Shu, you are too trivial."

Li Yeshu didn't mind either, "It's good to do something for Gong Zi."

Chi Xiaochi threw the talisman at him, "If you want to work for me, why don't you come and be my lieutenant?"

Li Yeshu reached out to catch it, a little puzzled: "Isn't there A Ling here, I'll just worry about Gong Zi's food and living."

Chi Xiaochi asked, "Do you want to be a servant boy for the rest of your life?"

Li Yeshu was not stupid, he knew that Gong Zi was intentionally lifting him up, but he still shook his head and honestly said, "As long as he is Gong Zi's boy, A Shu will be willing."

Chi Xiaochi lowered her eyes, "Then I will fight to stay alive and make you serve me for the rest of my life."

Because of these words, Chi Xiaochi got into serious trouble.

Li Yeshu from serving him to dress, to wash, to have breakfast, to take the horse to go, to go to the imperial city to lead the army on the road, and then to go out of the city, the mouth never rests, its core theme is "Gong Zi nonsense", would like to let Chi Xiaochi puked a hundred times, spit the bad luck all gone.

Chi Xiaochi was nagged with a bitter face, but conscientiously listened to every word of his nagging and tried to pretend that she could not see Yan Yuanheng's frequent look back in front of her.