Rebirth of a Star General Chapter 86: Do you like me

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Yuebailu falls, and the mountains are clear. The bonfire reflects the fragrance of wine, elegant and generous. The recruits bowed their heads to drink and ate meat, raised their heads to talk and admire the moon, which became the unique scenery of Liangzhouwei.

Mars floated out in the autumn wind, making people wonder whether it would burn clothes. But in a moment it became a fire, accompanied by a low whimper.

Mai sobbed: "I have forgotten what my parents look like..."

"I am even worse," Wang Ba said blankly: "I have never seen my parents since I was born."

He Yan: "..." She raised her hand and poured herself a sip of wine, trying to calm herself down.

In order to comfort her, everyone compares their unsatisfactory things. In the end, it seems that they are more miserable compared to each other. It's all right now. The recruits next to them are all laughing and laughing. Only on their side, there is a gloomy cloud and a miserable storm.

Looking at Mai and Wang Ba, who were crying in their arms, and then at the young master Jiang Jiaojiang who was drinking alcohol alone with red eyes, He Yan was speechless, well, I don't know who is comforting whom.

Huang Xiong glanced at her and said, "Brother He, you drink well."

He Yan was taken aback, looked down at her, unknowingly, she drank the third bowl. She didn't know how much the original Miss He drank, and the weak Miss He who wanted to come should also not drink this spicy and pungent spirit with a broken bowl with a gap, but for the former General Feihong, it was very familiar.

When it's cold, when you feel afraid, when you feel uncomfortable, when you are hungry, if you have alcohol on hand, you can temporarily resist difficult times. Wine can drive away the cold, strengthen courage, satisfy hunger, or drench sorrows.

When she was in Shuojing, she didn't drink any alcohol for fear of being exposed, but she gradually became a habit of drinking when she was in the Fuyue Army and in Moxian County. I have also practiced drinking, and none of the young recruits in the tent can drink her. Sometimes to celebrate the great victory, she is the only one who can wake up at the end of the banquet.

This may be the legendary loneliness seeking defeat.

It was the stone that surprised her. She thought that the stone grew up in the mountains and looked strong. Assuming it was a good drinker, she didn't expect a bowl of wine to drink half a bowl, so she fell on her back and fell asleep-- Is this drunk?

His remaining half bowl of wine was taken away by his younger brother Mai, and together with Wang Ba, they said, "I didn't expect everyone to fall into the world, so we will be a family in the future." After that, he took a sip Dry, the nose pierced by the spicy wine was red, and then, but with a stick of incense, followed his eldest brother, he lay down on his back and became drunk.

He Yan: "...I really am a real brother."

Wang Ba lost such a drinker in an instant, so he went to hold Jiang Jiao’s shoulder and handed Jiang Jiao a bunch of roasted rabbit meat, saying: "Don’t just drink wine, come, eat some meat. Your fiancee doesn’t choose. You, it's because you two have no fate." This is the first time he said like a human being, "Life is alive, gathering and scattering are fate, you don't need to force it."

Jiang Jiao took his rabbit meat and still drank without a word. Huang Xiong smiled when he saw this. He looked at the moon in the sky and said to himself: "I miss my family."

He Yan took out a one-month group from the snack basket that Cheng Lisu gave her. The small one made of the moon group is shaped like a diamond flower, with the red "flower good moon round" written on it. She took a bite and tasted the sweetness of sesame and peach kernels.

"If they were alive, I wouldn't be here, just at the farmer's hometown," Huang Xiong said: "My mother's food is delicious, I want to eat her food."

He Yan bowed his head and ate the cake silently. Huang Xiong asked, "What about you?" He turned his head and looked at He Yan, "How do you live this time?"

Is it the usual Mid-Autumn Festival? He Yan was in a trance.

Before she joined the army, she had spent the Mid-Autumn Festival at the He's family with others. It's just a special status, people are staring wherever he goes, and he is not very free. In fact, she also likes the excitement of celebrating the moon, but it is inconvenient because she wears a mask. She is an embarrassing existence in the He family, in terms of identity, she is a legitimate daughter of the bloodline, but on the other hand, she belongs to neither Dafang nor Erfang.

After waiting for the three years of military service in Moxian County, I was worried every day at the beginning. I don't know which day I will die in the battlefield. I will be reunited in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Don't even think about it.

Later, I returned to Beijing and married the Xu family. This time last year, she was already blind.

The hope of spending a full moon with that person was not fulfilled, and I was plunged into darkness. At that time she thought she couldn't get out, so she would stay like this for the rest of her life. On the 15th day of August, she asked Xu Zhiheng to take her up to the mountain to worship the Buddha, hoping that the Bodhisattva would bless her and Xu could let her see the light again. Xu Zhiheng agreed.

Actually, she didn't really want to ask the Bodhisattva for blessing that day.

She accidentally bit her tongue with a pain on the tip of her tongue. The sweet and greasy taste was covered by the sting for a moment. He Yan returned to her senses, avoiding Huang Xiong's gaze, and said casually: "Just live like this, the same as now Almost there."

"I see you, just like seeing myself back then." Huang Xiong took a sip of wine and said: "You are just like me back then."

He Yan smiled and said, "Brother, my family is living well." Even better than most people.

"But you are not reconciled." She heard Huang Xiong's voice and looked sideways. The face of the bald man showed the wisdom and vicissitudes of a middle-aged man who had experienced wind and frost. He touched the beads and said: "You I was unwilling to take revenge, so I was always upset and trapped myself."

He Yan's heart moved, but he didn't speak.

"I don't know what your hatred is," he looked at the moon, "you sometimes have the same eyes as mine."

He Yan is a little at a loss, does she have it? She always thought she was covering up well.

"It will be good one day." The big man lowered his head and patted her shoulder: "You have to believe this."

He Yan didn't speak, and silently picked up the wine bowl to drink. Huang Xiong stopped talking, eating meat and drinking on his own. Wang Ba was also a little drunk. He sat on the spot with his head and smirked, while Jiang Jiao buried his head in his knees, not knowing whether he was crying or falling asleep.

……

The coaches also gathered together to eat meat and drink over the bonfire, and the hard training over the past few days has finally seen results in this group of recruits. It's a lot easier, and Cheng Lisu is also here. He is a young master from Beijing, who has never experienced this novel gameplay. Even the roasted rabbit leg sprinkled with coarse salt feels delicious. Originally, I wanted to have time to talk to He Yan, only to take a sip of wine, I felt that my legs were weak and couldn't walk, and sat back down again.

The instructors laughed kindly, and someone said: "Master Cheng has to practice drinking to get enough, this amount of alcohol can't be my Liangzhou Weierlang!"

"I didn't belong to your Liangzhou guard," Cheng Lisu muttered, "I just came over and have fun."

This kid can always justify his "no" statement. If this is the descendant of the coaches, he would have been picked up and beaten up. But this person is Xiao Jue's nephew, so everyone said: "It's still Gongzi Cheng!" "It's not good to be greedy, my lady doesn't allow me to drink! They all learn from Gongzi Cheng!"

"The son of no process," Liang Ping asked him, "Does the Governor really come out to have fun with us?"

"Uncle doesn't like places that are too noisy," Cheng Lisu replied, "I definitely won't come."

Everyone is a little regretful, and some people think that Xiao Jue is too unreasonable. After all, this is Mid-Autumn Festival. Even the Mid-Autumn Festival is a general who does not have fun with his subordinates. The deep feelings he can have with his subordinates is really too arrogant. .

However, some people don’t mind, Ma Damei smiled, "Or I should send some wine and food to the governor. It’s hard to be uncomfortable for a big holiday alone."

"It's not necessary," Cheng Lisu said, "My uncle can't drink this inferior rice wine."

Everyone: "..."

Well, after all, that was the second son from Shuojingxiao's family, and he would never force him to drink.

Du Mao asked curiously: "Young Master Cheng, do you know how much the governor's drinker is? I heard that General Feihong is not drunk in a thousand cups. I wonder if the governor is better or worse than General Feihong?"

When the coaches heard the words, they looked to Cheng Lisu with piercing eyes. Any words about General Feihong or General Feng Yun who are more powerful are always fresh. From swordsmanship to drinking capacity, from height to temperament, people have to compare them one by one. It is a pity that apart from their former classmates, these two have never appeared together, nor have they competed personally. Moreover, General Feihong has always been wearing a mask. It is still a mystery who is better.

"Of course it is my uncle." Cheng Lisu replied without thinking, "I have never seen my uncle drunk when I grow up so old."

In fact, Cheng Lisu has never seen Xiao Jue drink. However, it was impossible for him to say this in front of the coaches. No matter how good General Feihong was, he certainly couldn't be better than his uncle.

"Go, go, don't talk about people behind your back." Shen Han waved his hand, "Drinking and drinking, why are you talking like a woman! Cheng Gongzi, come, I toast you a glass... Cheng Gong?"

Young Master Cheng has red cheeks and is already drunk.

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It's night, the blue curtain closes the bright moon, and the figure falls into a vacant state. The sound of autumn is quiet, and someone is playing the piano.

On the moon, Mulan has bones, and Ling Bing holds people like jade. The long sword hung on the wall like frost like snow, and the young man dressed in outer clothes was handsome and calm.

He played "Streamer".

The sound of the piano is long and distant, like a bead and jade. This is the Mid-Autumn Festival night, when it should be reunion. Even though Liangzhouwei’s coach and recruits are thousands of miles away with his family, they are still gathering together, singing and drinking, not as quiet as him. He didn't seem to notice it either, he just plucked the strings seriously, and the bundled blue silk hung over his shoulders, and the moonlight gave him a layer of deserted color.

From spring to autumn, from heat to cold, it seems to be just a blink of an eye.

The moonlight was a little colder and quieter by the sound of his piano. The night sky was clear as water, and the sound of the piano seemed to float endlessly in the sky, making people want to cry.

Suddenly, something hit the yard, making a crisp sound, interrupting the quiet sound of the piano. Xiao Jue moved for a while and raised his head. Through the window, he could see that something was thrown in again outside the courtyard wall.

He paused for a moment, stood up, and pushed the door out. At this moment, the third thing came in and fell right next to him. He bent over to pick it up and found it was a stone.

Fei Nu showed a shadow from behind, and whispered: "Master, outside..."

Xiao Jue opened the courtyard door.

A young man in red stood outside with a small jar of wine in his hand. The wine cork has been pulled out, and the aroma is full of eighteen immortals.

He is generous, just such a small jar of wine, ordinary people have to hide for a long time before they are willing to take a sip. Seeing his appearance, he has already drunk a lot.

This person is He Yan.

Xiao Jue looked at her indifferently, He Yan's eyes widened, as if he could see his appearance clearly, and said: "Xiao Jue?"

The Fei Slave behind him couldn't help but glance at He Yan. He actually called the young master's name directly, really bold.

"What are you doing here?" Xiao Jue asked him.

"I thought and thought," the young man didn't know how much he had drunk, he was full of alcohol, but his expression was as usual, not a bit drunk, and he couldn't tell whether he was drunk or not, he said:" You chose Leihou to go to the forward camp. I was very unconvinced, so Xiao Jue said, "The corner of his mouth curled, "Let’s have a fight!"

Before the words fell, the body went straight to Xiao Jue!

When the Feinu saw this, he was about to step forward and heard Xiao Jue's command: "Don't move." He didn't dare to move immediately.

The young man flew forward, raised his fist at Xiao Jue, Xiao Jue turned sideways, and looked at him with eyebrows.

He Yan had no weapons, and came with bare hands. It would be too stupid to say that it was an assassin. But his words are clear, his eyes are clear, and he doesn't look like a drunk maniac. Xiao Jue simply looked at him in his spare time to see what he wanted to do. He Yan couldn't make a hit, and turned around again.

The boy has a flexible posture, but sincerely wants to fight, but the method used is awkward and rough. At first glance, it looks like the students in a school are fighting, only knowing that they fist and greet each other. , But regardless of the accuracy of the head.

Xiao Jue turned sideways and avoided again. Two consecutive attacks failed. He Yan said to himself in confusion: "When is my skill so bad?"

Feinu standing by: "..."

Does this young man think he can beat the second son of Xiao? I heard that Liangzhouwei’s He Yan had no eyes and was arrogant. The young master was really good-tempered, and he didn't put the kid who uttered wild words directly out of the house.

She has been defeated and fought repeatedly, and she didn’t feel discouraged. She came again immediately. This time she was still avoided by Xiao Jue. Xiao Jue was about to speak when she suddenly saw a black object behind her leaping towards her. Come, frown, without thinking about it, drew out the Yin Qiu Sword on one side and slashed across it.

With a sound, the thing shattered, and he backed away a few steps without being touched. He Yan, who came with that thing, couldn't avoid it, and was poured from head to toe.

The moonlight is perfect, the wind is dewy, the cinnamon is beginning to bloom, and the wine is full of fragrance. Fragments of eighteen immortals were scattered on the ground, and each piece was clear and depressed. The young man's clothes were fragrant, and he frowned.

She seemed to be awakened by the fragments of the wine jar all over the floor. She looked at Xiao Jue and took a step forward. She looked like a little lady who had been trampled on a pearl hairpin in the flower market and said: "If you break it, you will pay for it! "

Finu took a look, and felt that this young man was really drunk, otherwise he would not speak so arrogantly and upset. He whispered to Xiao Jue: "Master, do you want your subordinates to take him away?"

Xiao Jue raised his hand to stop and shook his head gently.

The master and servant have been two people for many years, and one look knows what the other party is thinking. Feinu immediately understood that the reason Xiao Jue didn't throw He Yan out in the first place was not because of his good temper, but just wanting to give He Yan a try. This young man is now suspicious, and there are doubts all over his body. If he can ask something out of his drunkenness, he can save much effort. If you pretend to be drunk tonight, but actually do something else, then your heart will be condemned and even more unforgivable.

Fei Slave hid in the tree and stopped speaking.

Xiao Jue turned around and walked into the house, and said as he walked: "Why should I pay?"

The young man heard the words and rushed into Xiao Jue’s house. She ran extremely fast and staggered. She rushed ahead of Xiao Jue, blocking Xiao Jue’s road, and said: "You know who I am Right?"

Xiao Jue laughed, his eyes cold: "Who are you?"

He Yan slapped his thigh, "Will the big man change his name or sit down? I, He Yan! Liangzhou Wei is number one!"

"Liangzhou Wei is the first?" Xiao Jue looked at her with a faint smile: "Who told you?"

"Do you still need someone to tell?" I don't know whether the drunk boy is drunk, his tone is amazing, of course, "I know it in my heart."

Xiao Jue walked around him sideways, put down his sword, picked up the teapot on the table to pour tea for himself, and then took a step, the young man stuck his tail up again, stood in front of him, and asked him: "You say , Am I short?"

Is this person drunk and likes to be taller and shorter? Xiao Jue glanced at the top of his hair that had just reached his chest and nodded: "Short."

He Yan: "I am not short!"

Xiao Jue: "..."

He Yan asked him again: "Am I stupid?"

Xiao Jue stopped pouring tea in his hand, stared at him, and said slowly: "Stupid."

He Yan: "I'm not stupid!"

Xiao Jue suddenly regretted that he didn't throw He Yan out of the yard at the first time, and instead came here to ask for trouble. Except for listening to his nonsense here, it seems that he didn't get any useful news. Either He Yan is too stupid, or he is so smart that he can't leak.

"What else do you want to compliment about, together." He lowered his eyes and spoke neither salty nor salty.

He Yan: "I am tall and mighty, fierce and invincible, handsome and refined, so righteous. Why is such a person with lofty ideals, why no one likes me? Do you know how hard I have always been?"

Xiao Jue: "..."

"Because of you, I am very upset tonight on Mid-Autumn Festival. I ask you." She took a step forward and looked at Xiao Jue as far away as possible. She looked up at him and asked earnestly: "Do you like me?"

Xiao Jue took a step back, distanced herself from her, and dusted the sleeves deformed by her. As if seeing the plague, he calmly replied: "I am not a broken sleeve."

"Neither am I." He Yan murmured, raising his head suddenly, with a look of grief and anger, and asked loudly: "Then why do you prefer to like Leihou than me! That person is a little taller than me? Deserving of me? In terms of appearance, skill, or your past affection, Xiao Jue, you are too far, too insightful! I am very disappointed!"

At this time, she was walking outside the house, intending to give Xiao Jue some roasted rabbit meat, covering her mouth with a surprised expression. Just now, he seemed to have heard some incredible secret.

In the room, the young man wearing only the moon white shirt looked at the people in front of him speechlessly. The young man looked up at himself, his eyes were bright, his tone was not afraid or hesitant, and he calmly made people wonder what was in her mind. What are you thinking about?

What is past affection? However, he was given a mandarin duck pot injury medicine before, and it became a love point of the past. This person is too familiar.

"But it's nothing," the young man suddenly raised his mouth, smiled slyly, and whispered: "If you pick Leihou into the forward camp, I will find Leihou every day to compete, ten times to compete and ten times to lose, full of Liangzhou Everyone in Wei knows that you, Xiao Jue, are blind. What a shame. What should I do when I see you?"

Xiao Jue: "..."

After finishing these words, He Yan burped a drink, his body tilted, and fell on Xiao Jue’s soft collapse. When he fell, half of his body was tilted on the sideways Wan Xiangqin, and The strings were pressed with a harsh croak, "cang", and fell to the ground.

Xiao Jue stood in the middle of the room, his eyebrows faintly beating, only to feel that today's idea of ​​arguing while drinking was really bad and couldn't be worse.

At a glance, he saw a figure hesitating by the door. He said coldly: "If you don't come in, what are you doing outside?"

Shen Han was startled, and tremblingly came over. He heard the secret at the door just now, and when he entered the yard, he was seen by the Fei Slave. It was true that he was entering or retreating. At this moment, the governor was in a bad mood.

"The subordinate took some freshly roasted rabbit meat from outside, thinking that the governor might be useless for dinner, and sent it specially." Shen Han put the barbecued meat wrapped in oil paper on the table. Let's go down first."

"Hold on." Xiao Jue said displeased, "Can't you see such a big living person?"

He gestured to Shen Han to look at He Yan. Shen Han looked at He Yan, and his heart moved. He only heard He Yan's words and had a close relationship with Xiao Jue. At the moment, this young man is so generously sleeping in the softness of the second son of Xiao Jue. It collapsed, that was the soft collapse of Xiao Er Gongzi! Liangzhou Weizhong, I am afraid that he has the guts to do this, and there is only one person.

The relationship between the two of them is really extraordinary!

Xiao Jue walked to the front of the collapse, holding He Yan's neck collar with his hands, lifting her up, and throwing her in front of Shen Han: "Your man, take it away."

"Don't dare, don't dare." Shen Han said.

Xiao Jue: "What?"

Shen Han hurriedly said: "The subordinates mean that the recruits of Liangzhouwei are under the supervision of the capital. How can it be said that they are the subordinates? They are the people of the capital."

Xiao Jue laughed angrily: "Shen Han, you talk a lot today."

"The subordinate understands," Shen Han said, "The subordinate will take him away!" Only when he turned and walked halfway, Shen Han asked, "The governor thought, where should the subordinate send this young man? Go?"

Xiao Jue looked at him calmly: "Do you want to deliver it to your home?"

"No, no need!" Shen Han's scalp was numb, and he said: "He Yan...let's send it back to his original room!"

After Shen Han left, Feinu walked into the house.

Xiao Jue had picked up the Wanxiangqin on the ground. Thanks to He Yan's pressure, one of the strings broke. Looking at the broken string, the youth couldn't help but squeeze his forehead.

"Master," Feinu looked at Shen Han's direction, "Master Shen is a bit weird today."

"He is often weird." Xiao Jue replied.

"Master thought, is He Yan today drunk?"

Xiao Jue put the piano in place, and He Yan just planned to drink tea. The tea in the teacup has been cooled. He poured out the cold tea, poured another one, and said with a sip: "Not sure."

Not sure if He Yan is drunk or not, because a normally awake person probably wouldn't talk to him like this. But looking at her pace, words and expression, there is no trace of chaos. The most important thing is that he did nothing tonight except crush a piano, smash a jar of wine, and say something crazy here. Including revealing where he is.

This is confusing.

"He seems to have a lot of criticism about Lei Hou being able to enter the forward camp." Feinu said: "He wants to enter the forward camp."

Xiao Jue ridiculed: "It's not just the forward camp, he is sure to win the Nine Banners Camp against me."

"Then..." Feinu asked, "Should he be sent to the forward camp, will he be counted?"

"No," Xiao Jue said: "I have other arrangements."

Fei Nu no longer speaks, Xiao Jue thought of what Heyan had just said, and had to find Leihou every day to discuss with him, to prove that his vision was not good. This kind of rogue behavior is really handy for this person.

Look at the mess in the house again. There are debris everywhere in the yard. I have to find a free time to go to Liangzhou City to ask the master to make up the piano. He Yan actually has the face to say, "Because of you, this Mid-Autumn Night, I am very Not happy" is really unreasonable.

The young man stood in the room, beautiful as jade, like a green pine, tall and straight, for a long while, sneered, "I'm sick."

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Shen Han, who carried He Yan outside, was also very upset.

People who saw it, looked at Shen Han in surprise, and said, "He Yan is drunk, why is the chief coach still carrying him?"

Shen Han calmly said without saying a word. If it hadn't broken the relationship between He Yan and Xiao Jue, Shen Han would have to find someone to take He Yan back. But now that they knew that they had a close relationship, how could Shen Han dare to neglect.

He Yan just said that he has "past love" with Xiao Jue! It seemed that they had known each other a long time ago, so why did the governor pretend not to know He Yan and secretly investigate He Yan's identity. Could it be that the two of them were good in the first place, but only after a lot of changes occurred in the middle of the process, they became what they are now?

It’s no wonder that the people of Wei know that Dudu Xiao is not close to female sex. He grows like this, and he is one of the best brave and outstanding. So many women are eagerly leaping upwards, and countless stunning looks are in front of them. It's not good at all!

At the door of Xiao Jue, He Yan said "Why do you like Leihou and not me" in a stern tone, and those who heard it wept in tears. It is a pity that the governor's heart is as hard as iron, and he is completely unmoved. Shen Han thought wildly, the more nervous he was, the more strange stories he remembered.

For example, He Yan and Xiao Jue did know each other in the past, and they had a good relationship for a while. Only later when Xiao Jue found out that He Yan's identity was different, he cut off the love thread and drew a clear line with the other party. He Yan, young and unwilling, knew that Xiao Jue was coming to Liangzhou, so he joined the army and went to the camp, asking Xiao Jue for an explanation. Even working hard and wanting to enter the forward camp made Xiao Jue admired.

He Yan did a good job, but to avoid suspicion, Xiao Jue even named Leihou. He Yan was sad and anguished. He couldn't help but drank his sorrows. After drinking, he confided in his true feelings and found Xiao Jue to ask for an explanation.

The hard-hearted Governor Xiao Du categorically refused, but it was only a trace of old love that made He Yan sleep on his own soft collapse.

Very well, Shen Han applauded for himself in his heart. It was very reasonable. That should be the case.

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