The soldiers of the West Sanwei put on white clothes and armor.

Wei Tai slaughtered all directions by the Fairy Lake that day, cut off Bao Re's head, and tied it to the camp gate of Xisanwei.

The owl's first three days.

No one came to fetch Mo Di, so he sent an envoy to the governor's mansion to intercede.The pleading post was suppressed by Wen Yan, and it was slowly presented to the bamboo house at night.

Jin Yiwei reported this matter to Yan Xi's desk long ago, Yan Xi only said softly: "Leave Wei Tai alone, I will take care of it if there is anything."

After Wei Tai took Yan Yu back from Fairy Lake, he guarded her every step of the way.He only went out once a day with a hoe on his back, and before leaving, he repeatedly asked his subordinates to take care of Yan Yu.

At the foot of Dinghou Mountain not far from Xisanwei, there is a stream, which Yan Yu likes very much.

Wei Tai dug by the stream for three days, and then transported the bricks and stones by himself. He did not rely on others, and built the tomb by himself, brick by brick.

He hadn't closed his eyes for three days and three nights. He was really tired. After confirming that the tomb had been built, he leaned against the door of the tomb and fell asleep for a while.But it was only for a moment, he did not know what he had dreamed of, and suddenly woke up.

He looked at the gurgling water, covered his face and cried bitterly.

After Yanxi and Song Beiming arrived at Xisanwei, they first worshiped Yan Yu in the mourning hall, and then found Wei Tai at the foot of Dinghou Mountain.

In just a few days, Wei Tai seemed to be more than ten years old. He was about to return with his hoe covered in dirt, when he saw Song Beiming and Yan Xi, he was stunned.

Yan Xi glanced at the tomb that Wei Tai built with his own hands, and then looked at Wei Tai's red eyes from crying. He vaguely guessed something in his heart, and looked at Song Beiming.

The two tacitly did not speak out.

Song Beiming glanced at the tomb, and was about to take a closer look, when Wei Tai seemed to have noticed something, and walked over to block his sight.

Yan Xi was about to speak, when Wei Tai knelt down with a plop and said, "Your Highness, I want to ask you to resign."

Yan Xi felt sad, and hurried to help Wei Tai, but when he agreed, his voice was slightly hoarse: "I'm so lonely, when are you going to leave, and where are you going?"

"I have a promise with my heart," Wei Tai knelt straight, refusing to get up, he pursed his lips firmly, not to lose his composure, and said after a long while, "After I retire, I will plant flowers and drink horses as I like.When I reach Mo Di King's Court this winter, next spring, I will go to make an appointment with my heart."

Yan Xi originally thought that Wei Tai was going to leave because he was disheartened, but he didn't expect to be able to persist until the end of the battle.His heart was moved, his eyes were also red, he squatted down and looked at Wei Tai level, and whispered: "Do you still have any wish?"

"I said in my heart that the blue dragon rises from the east, and Da Jing is hopeful." Wei Tai's eyes were dark, he looked at Yan Xi, his eyes were full of scrutiny and sustenance, and said solemnly, "Your Highness probably knows that I am a big bastard.Things are easy to turn around. These years, fortunately, I have the heart to remind me every day. But please rest assured, Your Highness, even if the heart is absent, I, Wei Wuzheng, will not be confused. The last wish I have in my heart, I will fulfill it for him."

Yanxi was indeed worried about Wei Tai.Fortunately, there is Yan Yu in the West Sanwei. Yan Yu is not only Wei Tai's right-hand man, but also Wei Tai's lock.But now that Yan Yu is gone, it is hard to say whether Wei Tai alone can be the third guard of the West.

Now that Wei Tai took the initiative to bring up this matter, Yan Xi felt a big stone in his heart, but he was even more sad.Jiao Buli Meng and Meng Buli Jiao were separated from each other, and Wei Tai's vitality seemed to be drained in the blink of an eye.

Yan Xi thought of his unbelievable body, and felt the same pain. He looked at Song Beiming, his throat choked up, and he said to Wei Tai: "In this battle, ten thousand people hold back twenty thousand Modi soldiers., avenged Fairy Lake’s blood feud, and cut off the conspiracy between Mo Di and Mang Rong. This achievement will shine brightly in history, and Da Jing will remember it. Gu will ask for credit for him, build a shrine, and set up a biography.”

"In that case, I thank Your Highness." Wei Tai showed a gratified smile, and then gave a wry smile, "I still have one thing to ask Your Highness."

"Just talk."

Wei Tai said sincerely: "I'm a rough person, I can't write articles and I don't know how to manage internal affairs. In the past, these things were taken care of by my heart. Please send someone to take over the internal affairs."

"I've already made arrangements for this matter." Yan Xi used all his strength to help him up and said, "Qingling has come with me to Xisanwei. He is in charge of military supplies, so it's not a problem to get started with internal affairs. In addition, he and Xin CunFor some origins, it is most appropriate for him to take over Xincun's affairs. However, with his qualifications, he is not enough to be acquainted, and he can't lead the army and cover everything like Xincun. You have to worry about it."

Wei Tai breathed a sigh of relief, the brook wind made his face pale, but his voice seemed to drift far away in front of his eyes: "Someone has come to meet you with a legacy, and I will definitely give it to you in the end."

The carriage moved slowly on the slippery snow, and it was windy outside. A silver charcoal basin was burnt inside the carriage. Yan Xi had a bandage on her left hand, leaning sideways on the soft pillow, in an uncomfortable posture.

Song Beiming hugged him distressedly and said, "The wound hurts again?"

Yan Xi shook his head, he has a very high tolerance for pain, so the pain in the wound caused by the exhaustion of traveling is nothing.

After seeing Wei Tai, his heart became more and more uneasy, and he tilted his head and asked Song Beiming: "Wei Tai said that he would go to the promise he had made after the battle. Planting flowers and drinking horses, is he alone?"

Song Beiming gently rubbed the uninjured part of Yan Xi's left arm. He often did this movement these days, which made Yan Xi's arm more comfortable.

What lingered in his mind was the tomb made by Wei Tai, both in structure and in occupying an area, it was much larger than a one-person mausoleum, and he also thought that Wei Tai had to do it himself.He suddenly understood in the cold wind that Wei Tai made a tomb for two people.

"Two people." Song Beiming groaned in his heart, and his voice was extremely heavy, "If you're alone, you won't be able to attend the appointment."

"What?!" Yan Xi was startled, and turned to look at Song Beiming, "You mean Wei Tai is going to die for love? Why didn't you persuade him then?"

Song Beiming looked at Yan Xi's sharpened chin, and his pale face, he put his finger on Yan Xi's heart, smoothed away the worries, and then said softly: "Wei Tai can go all the way from white clothes to command.So, in addition to his own bravery, the most important thing is that he has Yan Yu. Yan Yu's resourcefulness and Wentao completely make up for Wei Tai's shortcomings. Wei Tai himself knows that without Yan Yu, he can't cure Xi.Three guards, so he asked you to ask for Dong Zhengfu. Wei Tai and Yan Yu have one literary and one military, one thick and one thin, and it has been difficult to distinguish each other for sixteen years. Wei Tai and Yan Yu are two people who are extremely compatible."

Yan Xi nodded, he liked the dryness and genuine warmth of Song Beiming's callused fingertips rubbing his skin.

Song Beiming looked into Yan Xi's eyes and said: "But Dong Zhengfu can't replace Yan Yu after all. Dong Zhengfu may be capable enough, but Dong Zhengfu can't be Wei Tai's lock. People say that there is only one mandarin duck left, and they can't live alone. Wei Tai is alone now.Yuanyang, he is alone in this world, and he won't live long. In this situation, I can't persuade you."

Yan Xi was stunned, and said slowly for a long time: "But..."

"What hurts us may seem like relief to him." Song Beiming saw Yan Xi's eyes flushed, and his heart was in great pain. He didn't want Yan Xi to cry, but the situation forced him here, and everyone's sacrifices, will eventually turn into Yanxi's shackles.He couldn't prevent the death on the battlefield, so he could only use words to explain to Yan Xi, "No one can find another Yan Yu for Wei Tai. Persuasion that has nothing to do with himself will only make people sad. Fortunately, Wei Tai does not have us.As fragile as he imagined, now he is determined to fulfill the agreement with Yan Yu, what we can do is to help him make contributions."

Yan Xi listened in a daze, realized something, frowned and asked, "Why do you think so clearly?"

"It's all about comparing your heart with your heart." Song Beiming looked at Yan Xi, many words rolled in his throat, but he didn't say anything at the end.

If it had been earlier, Song Beiming would have said: I am not even as good as Wei Tai, if you dare to leave, I will lose my country and achievements, and I will follow you immediately.

But dare not say such a thing now.

After Yanxi was injured this time, it was obviously more difficult to take care of her than last time.Song Beiming wished he could put him in his pocket and watch him every day.He was afraid that if he said something, it would make Yan Xi feel ill again.

Yan Xi understood.

Comparing your heart to your heart - Song Beiming thinks more decisively than Wei Tai.

From Xisanwei to Zhuzhai, it took less than an hour to ride a horse, but it took two hours in a carriage.

When we arrived at Zhuzhai, it was already dark.Before the carriage stopped in front of the house, Wen Yan couldn't wait to go to the side of the carriage and report: "Master, Jingdu has come and brought the imperial edict."

The exhaustion of the boat and the carriage nearly broke Yan Xi, and he was half-embraced by Song Beiming out of the carriage, raised his eyes and asked, "Who?"

Wen Yan bowed and replied: "The Commander of Jinyiwei Shao Ting."

Jin Yiwei's commanders and envoys were all sent here, Yan Xi and Song Beiming looked at each other, knowing everything in their hearts.

Yan Xi said slowly: "Ask someone to serve tea and dinner, let him settle down first."

Wen Yan said in embarrassment: "Commander Shao is outside the study and said that there should be no delay in promulgating the decree."

Yan Xi said blankly, "There's no rush."

Bamboo house, study.

Shao Ting waited anxiously for half a day, and finally heard that Yan Xi had returned, so he stood up straight and waited.

This wait is more than half an hour.

Shao Ting was so anxious that his mouth was about to bubble, but he couldn't be urged, so he fidgeted and paced back and forth.

It wasn't until he heard that the meal had been delivered in the inner courtyard that Shao Ting saw someone coming with a lantern from the other end of the corridor. He had good hearing, and he knew Yan Xi was in the battle as soon as he heard it, so he knelt down and waited.

The hem of the plain clothes and the hem of the bloody military officer swayed over the threshold of the study, and the sweat dripped from Shao Ting's forehead.

Song Beiming also came, which is not easy.

The main seat of the study had been changed to two chairs long ago. After Yan Xi and Song Beiming were seated, Wei Chifeng called Shao Ting into the room.

After Shao Ting paid his respects, he faltered for a while and didn't know how to speak

Yan Xi saw Shao Ting's embarrassment in his eyes, and said unhurriedly: "Let's declare the decree."

Shao Ting took out two imperial decrees, he looked at Yan Xi and then at Song Beiming, hesitating which one to read first.

Song Beiming said slowly, "Is there my will?"

Shao Ting bit the bullet and said: "Yes, little prince, the will from His Majesty to you must be read separately from His Highness's."

"Let's go together." Yan Xi interrupted Shao Ting's words, "Xuan Gu first."

Before Shao Ting came, he knew that this job would be difficult.He took out the imperial decree tremblingly, seeing Yan Xi stand up and kneel down, how could he really accept His Royal Highness's kneeling, immediately leaned away, wiped the sweat from his brow, quickly read the content of the imperial decree, and deliberately raised his voice at the last sentence:"Prince Yan Xi returns to the capital quickly."

Yan Xi stood up with a sullen face, Wei Chifeng went over to receive the imperial edict.

Yan Xi asked: "Why are you in such a hurry to urge Gu back to the capital?"

Shao Ting didn't know the inside story, so he could only pick up the limited information and reply: "My subordinates don't know, I only heard from Ming Zhong Gonggong that there are many dreams in the night."

Yan Xi asked again: "Is there another letter for me?"

"Yes!" Shao Ting thanked himself for being extra prepared, and said with a smile, "This subordinate went out of the capital to meet Taifu Pei and Shaofu Shang, and the two adults have a letter for His Highness."

Yan Xi accepted the letter, and after reading the two letters, his complexion became even uglier.

Taifu Pei said "hope to return", Shang Baiheng said "return soon", the two mentors also unanimously wanted him to return to the capital, thinking that the situation in Jingdu is abnormal, so he must return.

But……

Yan Xi pressed the letter paper on the desk and said nothing.

Shao Ting couldn't get Yan Xi's consent, he was afraid that this job would fall on his hands.He was sweating down his back, and the other imperial decree in his hand was really hot. Yan Xi and Song Beiming were the most honorable figures in Da Jing other than Emperor Tianxi, and he couldn't offend either one.

But things still had to be done, he glanced at Song Beiming, hesitant to speak.

"Read it." Song Beiming lifted his robe and knelt down.

What Shao Ting was most afraid of was the imperial decree to Song Beiming, and he read it tremblingly: "Song Beiming has repeatedly made military exploits, and he was named Zhengyipin King An, who ruled the whole territory of the Northwest, gave him eight pythons and four-clawed python robes, and ordered him to guard the border. He was not allowed to enter unless called.All."

The night wind howled, flapping the doors and windows with a panicky sound.The lamps and candles in the study are well lit, illuminating people's thoughts in every detail.

"You can't enter the capital unless you are summoned." Yan Xi repeated this sentence, and sneered, "Is my royal father afraid of going to Meng Ze?"

How dare Shao Ting answer the words.

Yan Xi stared at Song Beiming under the candlelight, but he said to Shao Ting: "Go back and tell my father, if he wants to leave Song Beiming in the northwest, then there is no need to go back."

Shao Ting said cautiously: "Your Highness... this... this subordinate dare not say."

"You go down first." Song Beiming waved his hand to Shao Ting. He sighed and held Yan Xi's hand and said, "Since ancient times, masters with great achievements have been taboo. Your Majesty's arrangement is not wrong. Since the two benefactors asked you to come backDu, I think the situation has changed. Wei Yu, it's time for you to go back to Du."

Shao Ting glanced at Song Beiming gratefully, and quickly withdrew.

"A Ming." Yan Xi lowered his eyes, his skin was pale under the bright candlelight, his expression was uncomfortably gloomy, and his voice was exhausted, "I can't listen to my father.Father would send people to the western region and Beiyuan to engage in unspeakable means. Five years ago, the old prince and princess were lost in the defense of Yunhu Lake; no one can guarantee whether the current battlefield in the western region will lose another prince.You are the only prince left in Da Jing."

Song Beiming noticed that Yanxi's hands were trembling, and he suddenly understood what Yan Xi was worried about. He quickly held Yanxi's face, looked at him vigorously and said, "Wei Yu, look at me. I am Song Beiming, unless I want todie, otherwise no one in this world can do anything to me."

Yan Xi's eyes flickered, and his eyes were panicked and cold: "You have been granted the title of one-word prince this time. Compared with a different surname, it is already a great honor and favor. There is no seal and no reward. In the history books, goIn this position, the next step is to seize military power and take life. My father is ruthless and will never show mercy. He can do things like killing relatives righteously. Your head, a king with a different surname, is not enough for him..”

Song Beiming pointed at Yan Xi's cheek and said: "I am different from my father, queen, mother and concubine. I will not sit still. The northwest border cannot be separated from me. If your majesty is for the country, he will not make trouble for me at this time. Don't worry."

Yan Xi shook his head under the lamp: "If my father hadn't sealed you, I still believe that he would endure it, but if he elevated you to a position of honor that a different surname has never had in Da Jing, it would be murder.Heart. On the side of the couch, how can you allow others to sleep peacefully? My royal father would rather not take back the lost land of Mo Di and Mangrong, and will take your life first."

It's not that Song Beiming didn't think about this meaning.But now sitting on the golden seat is Yan Xi's father, this country belongs to Yan Xi after all, he can't turn against it.

Furthermore, Da Jing could not withstand civil strife, he could not turn back.

He saw Yan Xi's worry clearly, it was full of sincerity towards him, he carefully cupped Yan Xi's face in his hands, kissed gently with the tip of his nose and said: "Your Majesty should at least see what the prince wants.You are here, what am I afraid of?"

"In his eyes, I'm just a prince, not a son. He doesn't care about my happiness or anger, what he wants is a ruthless and loveless prince." Yan Xi was in a state of chaos in his heart, he was calmed down by Song Beiming's kiss, and said softly, "I can't listen to him and go back by myself, Ah Ming, I want to bring you by my side."

Song Beiming's kiss stopped at the corner of Yan Xi's eyes. He sighed and said against his forehead, "But Mo Di's war is not over yet. A war this winter is imperative. You and I can't leave the Western Region at the same time, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted."

How can those brothers who are buried in the western region be able to live up to it?

"One will make all the bones die." Yan Xi and Song Beiming had a tacit understanding, half of what they said, they understood each other, he stared blankly at Song Beiming and said, "The empire built by the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood is too bloody and heavy. This roadThe people who accompanied me left one after another. Every war is killing people. I am afraid that if I go to that position, I will become a lonely person one day. Mengze, the heights are extremely cold. The more I walk, the colder I can’t be anymoreyou."

"I will always be here." Song Beiming noticed that Yan Xi was trembling. Yan Xi's repressed pain these days was brutally uncovered by this imperial decree, revealing his heart full of holes. He finally knew what Yan Xi was afraid of.He felt so distressed, kissed the corners of Yan Xi's eyes and said, "Wei Yu, don't be afraid."

"Ah Ming, this is a war between me and my father, not just for you." Yan Xi has seen too much impermanence in life and death these days, he doesn't believe in anything that cannot be grasped, and said stubbornly, "If my fatherIf I don’t take back my life, I will not return to the capital. He only has me as a card. He is the person who is most worried about my failure to ascend the throne. And I, before ascending the throne, have only this card that can compete with himUrgent, it’s always him. Ming, if I admit defeat now, not only will you die, but all my fate will be arranged by him. Before I take that position, there will be a decisive battle between me and him."