Chapter 280: #The emperor who welcomed the general with ten miles of red makeup.

Getting to the world of Duan Shujue and Ye Jiming can be a bit tricky.

They should at least ask permission from the book wearing system to avoid diplomatic disputes.

The main god of the book system, 001, had been in jail with Lou Ying, and was also a bit of a friend, so when the two of them visited, he kindly invited Lou Ying and Chi Xiaochi, plus 002, to play a few rounds of mahjong together.

Chi Xiaochi gladly accepted, "Want to bet on something?"

001 leaps to his feet, "Yeah."

"As I recall, you guys have some kind of shock collar here." Chi Xiaochi rested one hand on the table, tapping out regular syllables, "Whoever loses, gets electrocuted by that thing, how about it?"

001 and 002 looked at each other, both understood which incident Chi Xiaochi was referring to, and their expressions were inevitably awkward.

Lou Ying did not know what Chi Xiaochi was thinking, and when his chest was soft and hot, he held his hand under the table and gently scratched Chi Xiaochi's palm, signaling him not to make too much trouble with the other gods.

Chi Xiaochi, unable to bear Lou Ying's touching himself like that, gave him a look and rested her foot on his instep.

Without waiting for the other party to apologize positively for that incident, Chi Xiaochi's smiling eyes curved, "Just kidding."

--Since he intended to do a good job as the main god, he had to maintain good relationships with his colleagues, but he needed to let his colleagues know that there were some things he wouldn't easily forget, and that if he owed him a favor, the other party had to keep it in mind as well.

If he forgets, he reminds him several times.

The table is set up, and after a few rounds of cards, Lou Ying wins.

Lou Ying is an expert card counter himself, not to mention the fact that he has Chi Xiaochi next to him, feeding him cards.

Chi Xiaochi, who assisted Lou Ying in successfully labeling 001 and 002 with a face full of white strips, went to 002's office with a face full of white strips and in a happy mood to collect the passes.

002 That face, always ancient and unruffled, also looked rather helpless against the white stripes swaying in the wind.

He branded an electronic coat of arms on his communications pass, "Happy travels."

Chi Xiaochi took the communications pass, held it between her fingers, and flashed it at him, "It's been a pleasure playing cards with you guys. See you next time."

002 Touching his face, "......"

Honestly, he wasn't really looking forward to another meeting with this young human Lord God.

There are two unexpected visitors in the hidden pearl hall at the bottom of the sea.

When Ye Jiming came out of the inner room, he and Duan Shujue came out one after the other, which seemed to be a deliberate mistake.

Although he walked with a limp, he didn't want Duan Shujue to help him, but only hissed slightly as he sat on the cushion, resting his back a little, Fang Cai sitting firmly.

...... seems to have come at a bad time.

Ye Jiming and Duan Shujue each had a seat, the former closer to Chi Xiaochi and the latter mainly responsible for entertaining Lou Ying.

When Ye Jiming first saw Chi Xiaochi, he froze for a moment, held a fan against his chin, and tsked in wonder, "For a person of your stubborn nature, why did you have to be born with such a good-looking skin. The heavens are truly unfair."

Chi Xiaochi thought for a moment that he was complimenting himself and shamelessly accepted it.

The two of them are of the same temperament, and there is no need to respond to those vain and cerebral etiquette.

Chi Xiaochi gossips, "What's with the temper tantrum with Duan Shujue?"

Ye Jiming grunted and raised his tea cup, "Tell him to speak for himself."

Duan Shujue smiled helplessly and narrated.

It turned out that not long ago, the real Wen Yujing ended his travels and returned to Jingxu Peak.

The system's influence on people who cultivated Immortals was ultimately limited, unable to fully erase and cover the imprint left by Dong Feihong as it had done in the world of Dong Ge.

In the memories of Jingxu Peak's Chi Yunzi and the others, Duan Shujue was still Wen Yujing's favorite disciple.

Wen Yujing was curious about having a disciple for nothing, but he didn't deny it right away, and only indirectly inquired about Duan Shujue's identity and whereabouts, and then used the Jingxu secret method to send a letter to Duan Shujue, asking him to come back to the mountain.

Duan Shujue went to the appointment and was ready to be expelled from Jingxu Peak.

Wen Yujing, however, did not say a word, and competed with him, and within a hundred strokes, it was hard to distinguish between the two.

Carrying his sword in one hand, he gave Duan Shujue the comment, "Not bad."

Lou Ying also found it marvelous: "He recognized you as his disciple?"

Duan Shujue nods, "Yes."

Not only did he recognize it, but he unexpectedly pitched in.

That's what pissed off Ye Jiming.

His family a good end of a fish, originally with him around the mountains and play water, good not happy, now every now and then by that cheap master called to cut the sword art, study the sword spectrum, free and happy, leaving him alone in the hidden beads in the Hall of the beads plate beads, angry people also.

Yesterday, this fish is easy to come back, but also brought a lot of gifts, Ye Jiming intended to cold him a cold, who want to catch up with the day of restlessness, in the couch rolled around, so uncomfortable, Duan Shujue just came back, did not have time to put down the bag, was Ye Jiming dragged to the bed, a flopping churning, to be satisfied, Fang Cai Fang Cai, who had fallen asleep, woke up with a start, Ye Jiming felt more and more disadvantaged, and was so angry that he rolled all over the bed, and before he had the chance to argue with Duan Shujue, he was greeted by two uninvited guests.

However, what goes on in this room is not enough for outsiders.

Lou Ying and Chi Xiaochi looked at each other and planned to leave for the day.

Around the time they had gotten their passes, they could come whenever they wanted in the future.

When the guests left, there were only two people left in the gold and jade luxurious Hidden Pearl Hall.

Ye Jiming took a sip of his tea, and didn't taste anything good out of exasperation.

This tea is one of the gifts that Duan Shujue brought back this time, it is a freshly picked good tea, an inch of leaf is an inch of gold, it is not extravagant to use it to raise a black snake.

Duan Shujue got up, end kneeling in front of Ye Jiming: "Ye brother."

Ye Jiming leaned on the soft pillow and secretly rubbed his waist, intending to let this fish know what would happen if he flatly left himself out in the cold for so many days.

Duan Shujue put his hand on his knee, "Look at me."

This sound just poked a hidden point in Ye Jiming's heart.

Ye Jiming's eyes widened in disbelief.

When did this hypocrite learn to pander?

Duan Shujue admitted his mistake in a gentle manner, "The apology I owed Brother Ye last night, now I make up for all of it. Firstly, I have already reported to my master that I will go down to the mountains to practice swordsmanship and return only after three years, and then my master will test the results."

...... don't have to go back to the mountain for three years?

Ye Jiming's ears perked up and his heart added three shades of joy.

Unexpectedly, Duan Shujue fell down and continued, "Secondly, I shouldn't have stayed away for a long time and caused Brother Ye such a hard time ......"

Ye Jiming changed color slightly, his earlobes turned red, and he spat at him: "Bah. Do you think I can't do anything without you? I'll go outside and carry a clump of coral, it's even better than you!"

Duan Shujue patiently listened to Ye Jiming's syncopation, hung his head and smiled, "Thirdly, it is my fault, I should practice more and refine my skills, so that Brother Ye will be satisfied soon."

The words were sweet and sweet, Ye Jiming was coaxed into a smile, and with a big grin, he opened his arms, "Why don't you carry me back? Do you want me to walk back?"

Duan Shujue complied and tamely picked up his family s little black snake.

When the snake's nature flares up, it is quite uninhibited, and when he shakes his arm, Ye Jiming will not be able to do it again.

The black snake's tail wrapped around Duan Shujue's waist, tightening and contracting in a circle, like some kind of urgent reminder.

Duan Shujue, however, did not bring him up to the bed in the Hidden Pearl Hall, but instead, he leaped into a shark and placed him, his eyes full of horror, on top of a clump of coral that moved gently with the waves, and while rubbing his cavity against his, he laughed and said, "Brother Ye's vision is as good as a torch, and the place that he chose, it is truly a good one."

"Well ......"

Tail intertwined, fine scales gently rubbing, causing the seabed water pattern refutation, always inevitably attract reverie.

......

The new Emperor has been on the throne for three years, the world is at peace and the borders are quiet.

General Shi Jinghong is in charge of the southern border, and no one dares to violate it, while General Shi Tingyun, in accordance with the annual practice, returns to Wangcheng to report his duties before the year.

On the day Shi Tingyun returned to the city of Hope, the new emperor led a crowd of people and went out of the city for ten miles to welcome him.

Clad in a date-red cloak, Shi Tingyun could see the winding procession from afar.

For no other reason than the fact that everyone in the honor guard was dressed in red, and the ground was covered with a red carpet that snaked up to the invisible sky, like a procession to welcome a bride, which made Shi Tingyun's eyes glaze over.

He called out "Giddyup" and steered his horse through the soldiers and armor leading the way to a hundred meters before the ceremonial battle, where he dismounted and handed the reins over to Li Yeshu, who was accompanying him.

The date-red cloak used to the fierce winds of the Seychelles was rolled up with fine snow shrapnel, setting off his upright and heroic figure.

Yan Yuanheng, who had been waiting here for a long time, saw a familiar horse coming out from the army, the person holding the reins with one hand, braking a hundred meters away, and between the hooves of the horse, the red shadow flashed, and the person he had been thinking about for a long time stood there alive.

One person looked at the scene that looked like ten miles of red makeup coming to meet him, while one person only looked at him.

Shi Tingyun came with great strides and bowed down, "Your Majesty!"

Yan Yuanheng shook his hand for a moment, "How could his hand be so cold."

These words fell on the ears of the onlookers, it is the emperor loves and respects General Shi, but it is difficult to distinguish, what is the difference between love and respect and love.

The obeisant Shi Tingyun looks up with a quick blink of his right eye.

Yan Yuanheng's heart stirred as he saw this gesture, and he took his hand with one hand and walked toward the sedan chair.

The Yan family and the Shi family several generations of close friends, the emperor, the general is even since childhood affection, the late emperor and Shi Jinghong general is such a close, so the hundred officials to see in the eyes, but also do not think it is rare.

The only two people who know each other's part of the heart are the two who hold hands.

Yan Yuanzhao, who had also come to welcome him, was smiling, his folding fan hitting his palm with a "pop" sound.

After sitting in the sedan chair, Shi Tingyun rubbed his hands together, "What a big battle."

"Half a year ago, you scored a great victory and thwarted the Turk's side, this is what you deserve."

In the middle of the conversation, Shi Tingyun was about to raise his hand, but Yan Yuanheng had already raised his hand before him and brushed the snow off his shoulder.

As he raised his hand, Shi Tingyun caught a glimpse of the red ribbon tied around his wrist beneath his heavy, bright yellow winter coat, and his heart clenched slightly.

He laughed and said, "How did His Majesty want to welcome me with a ten-mile red carpet?" This is not like Yan Yuanheng's style.

The Emperor lowered his eyebrows, "This was Sixth Imperial Brother's idea."

Shi Tingyun The fruit material is good.

The emperor continued: "He knew that you will come back, at this time of the year also do not know where to get this many red flowers and pistils, sprinkled on the road, said you have not returned for three years, to be more grand. Who in the city of hope does not know that he is good friends with you, he is so fanfare, it is normal."

Shi Tingyun wanted to laugh at such a savory tone of voice.

--Yan Yuanzhao, the idle prince, can have such a big handiwork to create ten miles of red carpet, and he, Yan Yuanheng, can make the ministers red clothes and red plumes to welcome, but he can only be between the bright yellow, tied a small red, imagine that he is to welcome his wife.

Shi Tingyun leaned close to him, "What if His Majesty does not listen to Yuanzhao's advice and comes to welcome him in this way?"

The Emperor looked up, his cheeks slightly red, and looked Shi Tingyun straight in the eye, "Yan Yuanheng will come alone."

It's a joke, of course.

They're not teenagers anymore, they can't just run off to the ends of the earth on a horse.

But Yan Yuanheng is incredibly serious.

He was always so overly serious, saying everything he said as if it were an oath.

The emperor ten miles to welcome the general, everyone said, today's saint really love the time family, it seems that the splendor of the time family, will coexist with the dynasty, a thousand years long.

As for the secret stories of kings and ministers circulating among the hooks and tiles, the people just listen to the fun and do not take it to heart.

That night, General Shi Tingyun did not return to the house, stayed in the palace, want to talk with the emperor about state affairs, sleep against the foot.

In the palace, Yan Yuanheng dismounts his armor for his time as general.

He hadn't seen him in three years, and he had added an arrow wound to his shoulder, an extra scar on his lower arm, and a saber cut across his calf.

Every time he took off a bit of clothing, Yan Yuanheng would ask him about the origin of the scars, which year, which month, which battle, and after asking him in detail, he would bend down and kiss his scabbed wounds.

Shi Tingyun's body rolled with heat, gritted his teeth to hold back, and laughed: "I am sorry."

"This is what General Shi deserves." Yan Yuanheng wrapped his arms around his waist, similarly stoically controlling the strength of his arms, lest his thoughts might hurt him, "'On the day of the return of the Taiping Waiting Royalty, I will untie my battle robes with Mr. Shi'."

Lou Ying and Chi Xiaochi, who had come to visit us, only poked their heads in front of the fluttering tents, and then both retreated.

If you disturb a good thing, heaven help you.

Not to mention that this good thing may not happen once a year.

The two have nothing to do, so they sit on the edge of the flying eaves of the watchtower at the head of the city, using the beasts on the ridge as armrests.

They had plenty of time, enough for them to wait to see a sunrise over the Imperial City.