don't fight the general

Chapter 40

"Huh?" Cui Wei was puzzled at first, but when he saw the smile on Yan Jing's lips, he realized that this person was joking with him, and couldn't help laughing, "It's nothing more than they are talking nonsense, brother Jing, why don't you?" laugh at me?"

"Why would I laugh at you?" Yan Jing tilted her head with a smile, and when she looked at Cui Wei again, the smile slowly dissipated, "The right general is invincible, saving the Northwest overnight, even if compared to What's the problem with the divine soldiers descending from the sky?"

Since he became famous in the First World War and took over the Northwest Garrison, Cui Wei has heard countless praises and praises, and he has long been able to be flattered or humiliated.But at this moment, when these words came from Yan Jing's mouth, when Yan Jing's gaze fell on him intently and seriously, Cui Wei's heart beat a little faster inexplicably, he pressed his heart gently with his hand, and then I couldn't help touching the bridge of my nose, but I still didn't think about what to say in response, so I didn't respond at all, and continued to eat with my head down.

Yan Jing looked at the top of the young man's hair, turned his eyes, and fell on the faintly red ears of the other party. He raised his lips slightly, and picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip. Suddenly, it was a bit dull, Yan Jing tapped lightly on the edge of the teacup with his fingers, and greeted Xiao Er: "Bring a pot of wine!"

The child was quick and quick, and immediately brought a jug of wine over. Although Cui Wei seemed to be concentrating on eating, he kept listening to Yan Jing's voice. At this moment, the movements of his hands stopped, and he glanced at the jug: "Brother Jing likes to drink ?”

"Occasionally have a few drinks, but there is no one to accompany you on weekdays, and drinking by yourself is not fun. But I am in a good mood today, and suddenly I want to have a drink." Yan Jing poured a glass of wine, sniffed it lightly, and looked at it again. He glanced at Cui Wei who was looking at him eagerly, "The wine in the Northwest is full-bodied and has a long history. Do you want to try it?"

Cui Wei has no interest in drinking on weekdays, and he knows that he can't drink enough, so even if it is a banquet in the army, he almost does not drink at all.But today I somehow felt that the glass of wine in Yan Jing's hand looked very attractive, and couldn't help stretching out his hand, but said in his mouth: "But I'm not good at drinking."

Looking at him, Yan Jing remembered that day in the camp when he was a little drunk and wobbly and childish. He touched his forehead before handing the wine glass to him: "I've seen it."

During the handover, the fingertips touched each other, leaving an indescribable touch, Cui Wei couldn't help but glanced at his hand, and said: "What?"

"It's nothing." Yan Jing poured a glass of wine for herself, reached out and touched Cui Wei's wine glass lightly, "This is the first time you and I drink together, so I wish our general victory in every battle in the future, At this point, he lightly rubbed the rim of the cup with his fingers, and added a half sentence in a gentle tone, "I wish our general peace and health in the future."

No matter how dull Cui Wei was, he could still hear the different emotions in the second half of the man's sentence, he clenched the wine glass in his hand, his eyes seemed to be filled with water: "Then I wish Brother Jing can be at ease in the future. "

Yan Jing frowned, and a smile permeated from the bottom of his eyes a little bit: "Okay." After the words fell, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Cui Wei's eyes were condensed on Yan Jing's white fingers, and then deflected, falling on his slender neck, pausing slightly on the Adam's apple that trembled with swallowing movements, the fingers holding the wine glass could not help but relax, and then clenched again .Cui Wei closed his eyes slightly, raised his hand and drank the wine in the glass.

No matter how good the wine is, it is still spicy and a bit choking, but Cui Wei can feel that today's wine is indeed mellow and intoxicating.

Yan Jing refilled her wine glass, glanced at Cui Wei's empty glass, but put the wine jug aside.Facing Cui Wei's puzzled gaze, he explained: "Drinking is just for fun, so you don't need to be brave. If you sit here, you are drinking with me."

Cui Wei was also quite self-aware of his drinking capacity, fearing that something might happen to him if he drank too much, he nodded, raised the teacup at hand and raised it towards Yan Jing: "Then I will use tea instead of wine to accompany Jing elder brother."

Yan Jing bent her lips: "Okay."

Yunzhou's wine is rich and mellow, with a long aftertaste. After a pot of wine, Yan Jing, who claims to be a good drinker, also feels slightly drunk, while Cui Wei, who only drank a glass of wine across from him, said that he would always be with him. He dozed off with his jaw propped up.The slightly long eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, which fell in Yan Jing's eyes, making him feel a little unspeakable tenderness.

Yan Jing called Xiao Er to pay the silver taels, and stared at Cui Wei for a while, she didn't know what she was thinking, and finally stretched out her finger and tapped him lightly on the face: "Cui Wei."

Cui Wei's eyelids trembled, and then slowly opened his eyes, looking at Yan Jing in a daze: "Brother Jing?"

"Shall we go back?" Yan Jing said slowly.

"Where are you going?" Cui Wei yawned and shook his head vigorously, but he still felt sleepy and just wanted to fall asleep.In fact, he never does this on weekdays, no matter how tired he is, he will keep himself alert, but today I don’t know if it’s because of drinking alcohol, I always feel that the string that has been tense on weekdays is quietly relaxing. Come.

Looking at him, Yan Jing couldn't help laughing, then covered her lips and said seriously: "Go back to my mansion first? It's still early, you have time to rest before returning to the camp."

"Okay." Cui Wei covered his mouth and yawned again, raised his hand and patted his face lightly, followed Yan Jing's footsteps and left Chunfeng Tower.

After all, he was a young man who practiced martial arts all the year round. When the two arrived at the palace, Cui Wei's drowsiness had completely dissipated, and he became brisk and full of energy again.Yan Jing was not surprised when she saw it, and she didn't say much, as if she had forgotten the reason for inviting someone to the mansion just now, and led him all the way into her study.

Cui Wei followed Yan Jing with a calm demeanor, but he didn't know that although Yan Jing always looked ignorant, his study was not something that others could enter casually. Even if the servants of the palace cleaned it, You have to get permission before you can enter, but Yan Jing led him in today without thinking.

Because Yan Jing hadn't had time to clean it, most of the words written by Yan Jing after waking up in the morning were still spread out on the desk, and a few paintings made a few days ago were scattered beside it, and half-read books were everywhere.Cui Wei glanced curiously, then looked back at Yan Jing, Yan Jing didn't think there was anything wrong with this messy scene, sat down on the soft couch beside him, and nodded slightly towards Cui Wei: "You can do whatever you want. Well, I have no shame in this house."

Cui Wei was not too polite, and walked directly to the desk, picked up the half-written piece of writing, looked at it, and read it word by word: "Lu Lixi with long clips, and Yunzhi with a crown... Eh, why? Not finished?"

Yan Jing's hand to get the teacup paused, looked at the piece of paper in his hand, then retracted his gaze, and replied lightly: "When I woke up in the morning, I was tired of writing, so I just threw it there. Not finished."

"Yeah, there's still a half sentence missing," Cui Wei held up the whole piece of paper, and read each word carefully, "I don't read much poetry and books, so I haven't seen this sentence before. Brother Jing, the second half sentence is What?"

Yan Jing looked at Cui Wei through the thin piece of paper, his eyes flickered slightly, but his voice was very calm: "When I wrote it, I randomly found a book and copied it, but I didn't remember what the second half of the sentence was. You wrote it on the paper. Look around, maybe you can find that book."

Cui Wei put down the paper and smiled at Yan Jing: "I just asked casually, even if I found it and read it, I would forget it when I turned my head."

Yan Jing took a sip of tea and replied with a smile, "I guess so."

Cui Wei didn't care about his smile, and turned his attention back to the paper: "Although my own handwriting is not very good, it can be seen that Brother Jing's handwriting is very good. If I can write like this His words, he would not always be punished by Mr. to copy them back then."

Yan Jing smiled softly: "If you were my husband, I wouldn't always be punished for copying."

Cui Wei raised his eyes and looked at Yan Jing, and then laughed: "I will be punished for copying words like Brother Jing, and I suddenly feel that I should be punished back then." He stretched out his finger and stroked the word lightly , thinking slightly, "Then why not, Brother Jing, give me this calligraphy?"

Yan Jing raised his eyes and glanced at the paper: "If you don't say the words, you can take them or not. How can you give away the half-written words?"

Seeing the faint disappointment on Cui Wei's face, Yan Jing stood up and came to the desk, pointing to the painting on the other side: "Actually, I think my painter is a bit stronger, if you don't believe me, look at it." look?"

Cui Wei picked up the paintings, looked at them one by one, nodded, and then looked up at Yan Jing: "Then can I pick one from here?" After Cui Wei finished speaking, he felt a little embarrassed Well, normally he is not interested in these things, but today...he always wants to take something home with him.

Those few paintings were made by practicing pens on weekdays. Yan Jing is lazy and casual. He picks up pens on a whim. It's not a good thing, but Cui Wei bought it like this, which made him feel a little shy for no reason. He lowered his head and squeezed his hand, and said, "Give me ten days, and I will draw a picture specially for you. How about a better one?"

He doesn't know how good it is to be better, but at least he should do his best to be worthy of the boy's liking.

Cui Wei's eyes lit up: "Is this too troublesome?"

"No trouble, just take it as a thank you for sending me a good horse," Yan Jing said with a faint smile on his lips, "Just draw those two horses, and I'll send them to your camp when I'm done, okay?"

Cui Wei touched his heart: "Okay."