Cifengque

Sitting here, what she was thinking of was not Ying Wuchen, but her Aye.

After leaving home that day, she never returned, she didn't know how to face Aye, maybe they should keep a distance.

Zhou Rong has someone who must kill her, and she can't sit still. The Zhou family is in full swing now, and before the dynasty changes, she won't be easily touched, Aye.

But because of her, this killing knife of patience will only become sharper and sharper, and sooner or later it will be swung at Junshi.

The only advantage now is that everyone knows that Ying Wuchen's death is faked, and Ying's marriage contract with Ying Wuchen has never stated that she will give up on it.

With Ying's involvement, Zhou Rong will not act rashly, but the truth will be revealed sooner or later.

She needs to find a way to draw a line with Jun before that, so as not to implicate herself.

Thinking of this, Junci's heart felt bitter, he untied the wine bag from his waist, raised his head and took a big gulp.

At the same time, under the eaves of the courtyard of the Jun Mansion, Jun Xi, dressed in black, stood on the porch, staring at the closed gate for a moment.

The housekeeper also waited anxiously with him, braved the wind and snow and ran between the wind and rain corridor and the gate several times.

When he was about to re-enter the wind and snow again, Jun Xi stopped him with his arms crossed: "Prepare food, Ah Ci, she... will not come back."

After speaking, Jun Xi turned around and walked towards the courtyard.

The lanterns hanging at the corners of the wind and rain corridor swayed with the wind, and the goose yellow candlelight shone tremblingly on the wide and straight back, making the stalwart general look extraordinarily lonely.

At this moment, the door was finally knocked, the housekeeper was overjoyed, and hurried over, but when he opened the door, it was a servant of the Zhang family.

Soon, Zhang Li and his son also knew that Jun Ci stayed in the army and did not return.

Zhang Cheng immediately asked his servants to prepare peach soup and pepper and cypress wine, and personally took the things to Jun Ci's camp, and met Jun Xie at the gate of the city.

"Uncle." Zhang Cheng got off his horse.

Jun Xi handed a fiery red sachet to Zhang Cheng: "Pass it to Ah Ci for me."

The sachet is still warm in the hand, once the cold wind passes, the medicinal fragrance seems to disappear.

Jun Xi didn't wait for Zhang Cheng to say anything, he got on his horse and quickly disappeared behind Susu Xuemu.

"General, the Lord of the Shangshu Mansion is asking to see you."

Junci leaned on the railings on both sides of the steps, blowing the cold wind, drinking strong wine, and got up suddenly when he heard Gao Yi's report. As soon as he arrived outside the courtyard of the hut, he saw A Gu walking with Zhang Chengyuan with a lantern.

"In two hours, it will be the first day. I brought you some food." Zhang Cheng held up the food box in his hand, his handsome face was shrouded in candlelight, and even his smile was warm.

Amidst the ice and snow, there seemed to be a surge of warmth, soaking in Junci's eyes, and she smiled and led Zhang Cheng into the hut.

Watching Zhang Cheng put out a plate of food, in addition to her favorite food, there are also pepper and cypress wine and peach soup that Yuanri custom must drink.

In the army, he boiled mutton soup to drive away the cold, and roasted mutton to drink wine. Junci was not hungry, but seeing these carefully prepared meals, he was full of appetite.

Zhang Cheng sat across from Junci, and the two chopsticks in his hand were mostly for Junci, with a slight smile on his lips all the time, as if seeing Junci's satisfaction, he could also get extra satisfaction.

When the bell rang on the first day, Junci drank the peach soup that was warming on the stove, and he and Zhang Cheng each drank a cup of pepper wine.

The two brothers and sisters sat back on the steps under the eaves, one left and one right, looking at the heavy snow. Junci was still holding the wine jar in his hand, and Zhang Cheng was also holding a full wine bottle, talking about childhood fun, chatting There are some stubbles that come to mind, indescribable leisure.

"A Ci, this uncle asked me to hand it over to you." Suddenly, Zhang Cheng handed Jun Ci a brand new fiery red sachet.

Junci's long eyelashes trembled, and he took it with both hands, just in time to pinch the pills in the sachet.

Yaowanzi, commonly known as ghost pills, was a custom on Yuanri in the Northern Dynasties, and it was worn by both men and women on Yuanri to ward off evil spirits.

Usually, only close people will give each other gifts.

In this world, she has only one flesh and blood relative, Aye.

"A Ci, I know that you have a plan in your heart, and uncle knows it too." Zhang Cheng watched Jun Ci without saying a word for a long time, and sighed softly, his clear eyes cast on the sky, blurring the endless darkness, "A Ci, we were born in In this world, there is no right or wrong in many things, but it is involuntary.

Aye often said to me, we do whatever we want, not ashamed of ourselves, not ashamed of our hearts.What the result is, the benevolent see benevolence and the wise see wisdom. "

Junci listened silently, took another sip of wine, the peppery wine spread in his body, and Junci, who was warm and warm all over his body, was a little lazy: "Cousin, only a person who is alone, unattached, and has no relatives or relatives, can You can do whatever you want without hesitation.”

"A Ci, you are wrong." Zhang Cheng stretched out his hand, and brushed away the piece of snowflakes that were blown by the wind and hanging on the tip of Jun Ci's hair. We should do our best to meet each other. Only when we share misfortune and good fortune can we be close relatives."

"If my elder brother and I get along in a different place, I can be relieved and generous." Junci smiled in a low voice, with a forced smile.

She is the one who caused trouble, not the one who was implicated.

"Ah Ci, you've lost your mind." Zhang Cheng sighed softly, "The current situation is not because of you, or without you, or if you are not what you are now, and it is just a moment of peace. .My uncle is in the Jun family, and he guards the territory with all his strength. How many people have been protected from being displaced? From slavery?

If you insist on saying how much it has to do with you, it is nothing more than your ability to make uncle Zhou want to get rid of him even more quickly.But after thinking about it, it might be because of you that the Zhou family was afraid and the Jun family's lifespan was prolonged. "

Whether it's a blessing or a curse, who knows?
Jun Xi's struggle is due to the pressure of the times, and the existence of Jun Ci, whether it has saved the Jun family or implicated the Jun family, no one can judge arbitrarily.

That being the case, why suffer from it?

"My cousin is well-read in poetry and books, and has a clever tongue." Junci felt better all of a sudden, "Thank you, cousin, for enlightening me."

"Between brothers and sisters, we communicate with each other and work together, how can we thank you?" Zhang Cheng saw the sorrow on Jun Ci's brows disappearing, and his smile deepened.

With Zhang Cheng's enlightenment, the depression in Junci's heart was relieved. Since childhood, Zhang Cheng has been so understanding.

He is obviously a literati, knowledgeable in ancient and modern times, but not pedantic, he always supports Junci to practice martial arts, fights and kills like a man, and never feels that something is wrong.

No matter how deviant Jun Ci is in the eyes of others, in Zhang Cheng's eyes, he is the best cousin in the world, worthy of his tenderness.

On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, the imperial court will hold a grand banquet, and all civil and military officials will attend the banquet.

Junci saw Yuanyou again, and found that Yuanyou was getting thinner and weaker, and he was struggling to deal with the ministers of the DPRK and China.

And Zhou Rong's New Year's gift to Yuanyou is: "Qizou Your Majesty, Yidu will fight."