Chapter 27 Chapter Twenty Seven

The two sat at the same table, separated by a table, with two jars of wine and two cups on the table, and the shadow of the lamp flickered. Long Yang leaned forward with his elbows on the table, his mouth full of alcohol.Yan Wei was sitting upright on her knees, leaning back slightly. Long Yang shook his hands, picked up the wine jar, poured two glasses of wine, and the wine dripped all over the table.Yan Wei took the cup with both hands, but didn't drink it, just looked at Long Yang, waiting for him to explain why he came. Long Yang drank the wine in the glass, squinted his eyes, and said with a half-smile: "Ten days ago... Yang Jun has already broken out of Changyan Pass!"

Yan Wei was taken aback, her hands shook, and most of the wine in the glass spilled out, sure enough... the army has already been dispatched, sure enough... Young Master Yu didn't delay the overall situation because of himself, could it be that... he has become the leader of Yang Guo Abandoned?Thinking of this, Yan Wei's face turned pale, and sweat dripped from her forehead.It turns out that the feeling of being abandoned by one's own country is like this... Yan Wei only felt that her fingertips were cold, she shook her hands, raised her head and drank the small half glass of wine in one gulp.This wine is very strong, after drinking one glass, it seems that a knife has been cut in the throat, and the head, neck and cheeks are hot.Yan Wei couldn't help coughing, her snow-white face turned red in an instant.

Seeing Yan Wei's expression like this, Long Yang couldn't help stretching out his hand as if to comfort Yan Wei, but then he clenched his fists tightly, thumped lightly on the table, and said with a sneer, "Your elder brother...doesn't care about you Life and death! Sure enough, it is more important to make military exploits and be the crown prince." Yan Wei's face turned pale again, and she gave a wry smile: "Since I'm here, I already have the intention of dying, how can my life and death disturb the country's affairs?" Long Yang slapped the table violently: "If it were Xiao Kui in Yang Country, I would never let a single soldier cross Changyan Pass!"

Yan Wei also felt a little drunk, smiled sadly, and said, "It's a pity... I don't have such a good life as Xiaokui, but I have such a good brother like you..." As she spoke, tears welled up, and Yan Wei raised her face, holding back Trying not to let the tears fall, a stubborn smile appeared on his lips. Long Yang smiled wryly: "Am I a good brother... I can protect my sister's safety and well-being for the rest of my life, so I can be worthy of the word 'good brother'!" After finishing speaking, he drank the glass of wine in his hand and filled it up again. two cups.

Long Yang tapped the wine spilled on the table with his fingers, drew the shape of the map of Jiang Guo, and murmured: "This is Changyan Pass, this is Tushui, this is Yuanting, this is Jiuze, this is Daning, this is Fanrong..." Long Yang said, and kept pointing with his fingers, the majestic rivers and mountains of Jiang country, formed little by little from the wine stains on the table. "This is the natural danger of Jiaguan. Come here again. This is Qingzhang, this is Xiangyuan, this is Jichuan, this is Yongkang, Yongning, and Yongshou towns, this is Zhaoyi, this is Xianju, this is Zhaowen... Come again , this is Shiyan Pass, this is Lizhi, this is Zhiyang, this is Shuizhang, this is Qianchun, this is Huanyi, this is Tiaoquan... This is Qinglin Pass, this is Qintian, this is Jiemei, this is Yage, this is Hirano..." Long Yang kept talking, becoming more urgent and faster, but every word was full of affection and clear.

"This is Zeyi." Long Yang finally pointed his fingers heavily, raised his glass and drank the wine in the glass, "This is the great river and mountain of our Jiang country!" After finishing speaking, mist suddenly appeared in his eyes. Yan Wei took a small sip of the wine in the glass, and felt the smell of the wine rise, and the tears that she had held back for a long time fell down one after another. Long Yang sighed softly: "Jiaguan...has been lost, Daliangzao was seriously injured, and sent for help...I just need to lead Yang Jun outside the city of Zeyi, and then take your sacrificial sword. It will recover, and the sky will rain fire, and Jiang Guo will be able to turn defeat into victory..." After finishing speaking, Mie squinted at Yan Wei.

Yan Wei sneered, and said sonorously, "What did Wu Ji say? Do you believe that? What if you fail to sacrifice the sword, the magic sword has no magic power, and there is no fire rain in the sky? My God? Can killing Wu Ji save the situation? Just because of Wu Ji's words, you will lead Yang Jun to go deep into Jiang Guo and reach Zeyi? How many people were displaced along the way and suffered from military disasters? Have you ever thought about it? Victory lies in the wealth of the country and the strength of the army, in the unity of the soldiers, not in the power of a sword."

Long Yang didn't speak, but used his fingers to guide the liquor, trying to connect them together and make them into a complete shape.But the lacquer surface of the table case is as smooth as a mirror, and there is no water in it. As soon as the finger is removed, the gathered shape will dissipate again, as if it is a broken mountain and river. Yan Wei sighed again: "I'm not afraid of death, it's just that I never believed in witches, and I don't want to die meaninglessly just because of witches' nonsense! Instead of that, you might as well take my sacrificial flag and lead the army to conquer!"

As soon as Yan Wei finished speaking, she was startled by her own words.It is clearly related to my own life and death, and the survival of the two countries, why I speak as if I am standing in the clouds overlooking all of this, as if I am just an outsider, and have nothing to do with Jiang Guo and Yang Guo... The tone and position of the last sentence , but more like the obsessed ministers in Jiang Guo's court, or the virtuous concubines in Jiang Guo's harem... Long Yang raised his head, his face full of surprise: "Your words are exactly the same as what the Grand Tutor said this morning..."

Yan Wei gave a wry smile, and drank the remaining wine in the cup in one gulp. Long Yang also drank a glass of wine, and then filled Yan Wei's cup again, stroking the rim of the cup with his fingers, and murmured: "But... that won't work... King Jiang Lie died in person, As a result, Jiang's bloodline was cut off, and Junfu only had me as a son...not to mention...Junfu has been sick for many years, and every day he only practiced alchemy with alchemists in the harem to seek longevity. The Jiang surname occupies the position of the monarch, and there are many dissatisfaction in the government and the public. Since the death of his mother, the opposition has become more intense. I am not in the court, I am afraid that there will be changes...not to mention I am gone, what will Xiaokui do...you, what should I do? ?”

Hearing the last sentence, Yan Wei's heart beat wildly. He... what does this mean?Long Yang was lying on the table, with his head resting on his elbows, his fingers were still turning the cup, already half drunk, this sentence seemed to be blurted out inadvertently, even he himself didn't realize that there was anything wrong with it. "I'm not afraid of conquest or death, but I can't let go of my relatives...Xiao Kui is so innocent and pure, I have to protect her and not let her get hurt..." Long Yang murmured again. Yan Wei sipped her wine and listened in a daze.Never seen such a Long Yang, like a child, chattering about his suffering and embarrassment.Yan Wei only felt a heat in her chest, and blurted out: "Just in case... I mean just in case, I will do my best to protect Xiaokui well." After hearing this, Long Yang suddenly raised his head and grabbed Yan Wei's hand: "Really?!" Yan Wei sighed in her heart: Jiang Guo...has already lost, even Prince Yang, who is the supervisor of the country, doesn't have the will to win, the outcome of this battle is already clear at a glance. Before he knew it, the jar of wine had been exhausted. Long Yang talked a lot, nothing more than the difficulties of being a king and governing, raising troops and defending the country. Yan Wei also felt a little bit drunk, and listened in a daze, but just echoed it one after another. But Yan Wei still understood the general meaning of Longyang's words. Yang Guo is strong and Jiang Guo is weak. Jiang Guo has no intention of competing with Yang Guo. Do everything possible to avoid war with the Yang Kingdom... The countries are united vertically and horizontally, and the alliance with in-laws is the strongest, but the Jiang royal family, whether it is Jiang or Long, is sparsely populated, and the princess is only Solanum nigrum, and Longyang loves it. Ruo Zhenbao will never trade her happiness for an alliance... The topic went from the deep palace of the court to the army at the frontier, from the old affairs of the previous dynasty to the early dynasty of today, and after going around and around, it returned to Solanum nigrum. "Xiao Kui...I must make her happy and happy, and even if it means risking my life, I must protect her well!" Long Yang was already drunk, and his speech became a little slurred. "These words are almost the same as what Young Master Yu said to himself..." Yan Wei thought, and couldn't help laughing bitterly. But he was drunk and dreamed of dying with the prince of the enemy country, who can risk his life for whom, and who can take care of who for the rest of his life... "I can't die, I still want to watch Xiaokui get married in a glorious manner, and find someone for her who can protect her like me..." Long Yang murmured. Hearing this, Yan Wei almost blurted out: "She likes Tong Shi, can you help her?" After thinking about it, she held back, the two countries are already at war, and it is absolutely impossible for Tong Shi to be a traitor to Jiang, Long Yang At this time, she will not let her younger sister abandon the deep palace and hide in the mountains, and elope with Tong rate.Since it is useless to say it, it is better not to say it, so as not to increase troubles. Unconsciously, both of them were drunk at least eighty-nine times, and Long Yang had already moved to the side of the table, sitting side by side with Yan Wei. After drinking too much, both of them felt hot and dry, Yan Wei was still reserved, but Long Yang had already put on a loose coat, and was only wearing a plain white middle coat, the edge of the garment was embroidered with Tenglong Xizhu with original white thread, It was exactly the same as the one on Yan Wei. What happened later, Yan Wei can't really remember, only vaguely remembered that Long Yang seemed to say: "I don't want you to sacrifice the sword, let alone sacrifice the flag, I want you to... live well..." After that He fell face up on the mat, because he was holding down his belt, and he was taken by him, and he also fell on the mat. Yan Wei's mind was in a state of confusion, the fire between her cheeks burned down her throat, chest and abdomen, and continued to burn... It was like being in a sea of ​​flames, hoping for a saving hand to pull herself away. That hand, the hand wearing the dragonfly's eye ring, tentatively picked up Yan Wei's belt and opened the skirt. A bit of cool wind, blowing on the bare skin, brought Yan Wei a sense of sobriety, but soon, she was engulfed by raging desire...