How to Easily Capture a Long Aotian [Quick Transmigration] 75

Chapter 75: The Peerless Minister of a Troubled World (Part 6)

The night in Huaizhou was as cool as water.

There was something to be done tonight, and the road had been cleared early. The cold moonlight poured down, and the vast street lay empty, with only a few lamps flickering faintly in the corners.

The place where Yu Lin was staying was not close to the prefectural yamen. The carriage was moving on the road with a rumbling sound, and it was making a slow and unhurried creaking sound, which made the inside of the carriage seem extremely quiet.

Wei Zhiji had washed off his disguise, revealing a handsome face with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes.

His eyes were as bright as stars, and he was pressing his lips together. Sometimes he would look out, and sometimes he would look at Yu Lin, who was sitting opposite him.

Yu Lin was looking down at a document, and the carriage was quiet. After a long while, his Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, and he asked in a hoarse voice, “The paper was burned for me to see, and the words were said for me to hear. You knew it was me? Right?”

He pressed his lips together and asked, “When did you recognize me?”

He asked eagerly, and his eyelids were deep red. Yu Lin was looking down and flipping through the document in his hand, and he paused when he heard this.

A moment later, Yu Lin looked up, and his eyelashes were long and thick, and they fell in the dim light of the carriage, and they were gentle and quiet. His wrist was resting lightly on the page, and he looked at him helplessly, and he said lightly, “You and I, why do we need to recognize each other?”

His eyes were a very light amber color. When he was in Luojing, Wei Zhiji had searched everywhere for jade and precious stones, but he could not find a single one that could compare with them.

Wei Zhiji looked at him in a daze, and he heard him say that he was engraved in his bones and blood, and there was no need to recognize each other. He immediately took a deep breath and looked up to force back his tears.

He gritted his teeth, and the fingers hanging by his side tightened. He held it in for a long time before he said in a hoarse voice, “En.”

He looked at Yu Lin, and at this face that had appeared in his dreams in the middle of the night.

After a while, he got up lightly, walked to this person’s side, and half-knelt, and he lightly rested his face on Yu Lin’s knee, and he lightly held his cold, white, and slender fingers.

Wei Zhiji’s voice was very muffled. After following him for a whole afternoon, he had long since forgotten the distance of eight years, and he had forgotten his current high and mighty status.

He held Yu Lin’s fingers, and he complained in a muffled voice like a young man, “These years, I have always dreamed of you.”

Yu Lin lowered his eyes to look at him, and his cold fingers slowly warmed up, and they rested lightly on the side of his cheek, and he asked softly, “What did you dream of?”

“A lot.” Wei Zhiji let out a laugh, and he nuzzled his fingers, and he muttered to himself, “In the first few years, I could only live in anonymity, and I was in a pile of dead people. At that time, I thought, I can’t die. I still have to avenge my older brother, and I have to come back to see you.”

“Later… I gathered my old subordinates, and I heard that the various states were in rebellion, and the rebellion was approaching Luojing.” Wei Zhiji’s voice paused. “I was extremely afraid, and I was afraid that they would hurt you, so I paid attention every day.”

He said it lightly.

But Yu Lin had been with him since he was seventeen, and he knew his personality. He gently stroked his hair. “En, you had already taken Qingzhou at that time? There was an unnamed army outside the rebel army that was confronting them… you brought people to help me?”

“…”

He had not expected him to have guessed this. Wei Zhiji turned his head, and he bit his finger, and he smiled helplessly. “I was just taking the opportunity to cause trouble. My identity is not legitimate, and I did not dare to see you. How can you guess everything?”

He smiled, and his features were flying, and he had a bit of the shadow of his youth.

Yu Lin lowered his head, and his fingers supported the cheek that was leaning against his knee, and his gaze was quiet, and he gently rubbed it.

Old friends had reunited, and their relationship was so complicated. Yu Lin’s lips were lightly pressed together, and his fingers passed through Wei Zhiji’s soft hair, and he ruffled it again and again.

Eight years was a very, very long time, but it could not cut off their connection. Once they had reunited, it was as if they had just met.

After a long time, Yu Lin said softly, “It’s good that you’re fine. These years, I have always been worried that you have suffered a lot, and you have been on the verge of death several times. I always think that if heaven is willing, I should see you again.”

As he spoke, Wei Zhiji pressed his lips together, and his head was lowered, and he was pressing his palm, and he was instantly speechless.

***

There were no stars and no moon tonight, and only the osmanthus tree outside the window was swaying with the sound of the wind.

The bed in the courtyard was also shaking badly. After years of tempering on the border, Wei Zhiji was no longer the naive young man of the past. He held him, and his methods were many, and he did not stop for a whole night. In the end, he only heard the person on his shoulder panting in a low voice.

The daylight was gradually getting brighter. He held the person in his arms, and he wished that the two of them could merge into one, and they were inseparable. Yu Lin had fallen asleep on his shoulder. He leaned over slightly and kissed this person’s snow-white shoulder.

Yu Lin was sleeping, and he could not bear the force. He trembled slightly, and he pressed his lips together, and he asked in a sleepy and muffled voice, “What time is it?”

Wei Zhiji glanced at the sky that was about to brighten outside the window, and he looked away with a guilty conscience. “…I’ll see.”

The sky was already bright, and the sky in Huaizhou was a little brighter. Through the window, he could see the shadows outside, and the morning light was shining.

Wei Zhiji held him, and he did not move. In a courtyard, time seemed to have suddenly quieted down.

Yu Lin was leaning against his shoulder, and after a long while, he did not hear an answer. He was extremely sleepy, and he had unknowingly fallen asleep.

He had been too busy recently, and he did not know how long he had slept. When he had woken up, he had found that he was lying in a bed that was softer than usual, and his whole body was refreshed, but he was a little weak.

The windows in the room were covered with thick curtains, and they were airtight. At first glance, he could not even tell if it was night or day.

It was obvious that Wei Zhiji had done it. Yu Lin gently rubbed his head, and he was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Just as he was about to get up, Wei Zhiji, who was talking to someone in the courtyard, had keenly heard the movement in the room, and he had waved the person away, and had quickly come in.

He was discussing something with his subordinates. After all, the food problem had been solved, but the refugees had not.

He knew that Yu Lin would definitely be worried. As soon as the sky was bright, he had called in the subordinates who had sneaked into the city, and had asked them to follow the methods of his rule, and had copied some that could be used in Huaizhou.

These methods had been born from his ears and eyes when he had followed Yu Lin in the past, and they had been carefully improved by his advisors according to the situation in various states, and they were very useful.

Just now, when these things had been handed over, the general under him had a worried look on his face. He had seen Wei Zhiji rise with these strategies, and he knew that this method would definitely strengthen Huaizhou, so he had asked his lord if this was unfavorable to them.

Hearing this, Wei Zhiji’s gaze lightly swept over the quiet window behind him. Without thinking, he had used the ideas that he had been hearing for many years to indoctrinate him. “No. What do you think this world relies on to exist?”

His subordinate had hesitated for a long time, and he had tentatively said, “The Son of Heaven?”

It was just that in his heart, the Son of Heaven and the wise ruler was the person he was following.

Hearing this, Wei Zhiji had let out a lazy and light laugh. “No. It’s people.”

He had said placidly, “Someone once told me that one person’s strength may be able to open up the world, but the strength of all the people can last forever. There is no difference between all the people in the world. We are now holding a territory, but it will not always be like this. When we ascend to the throne of Dayong, the refugees of Huaizhou will not be our enemies, but our people.”

He had said casually, “Besides, even if it is strengthened, so what? Zhao Lang, you have also crawled out of a pile of dead people. Can you turn a blind eye to those refugees, or are you afraid that you won’t even be able to beat them?”

“How could it be?” Zhao Lang had let out a laugh, and he had not said anything more. He had felt that these words were quite reasonable, and he had also felt that it was strange, and he had asked with confusion, “Where did you hear this?”

Wei Zhiji had held the method in his hand, and he had just smiled. “You will know in the future.”

Waving goodbye to Zhao Lang and stepping into the room, Wei Zhiji had handed over a thick stack of homework. Yu Lin was sitting on the couch and drinking water. When he took it to look at it, he immediately smiled.

Wei Zhiji had proposed to use work as a substitute for relief, and to gather the refugees to repair the water channel. This would not only solve the great drought, but also solve the problem of the refugees, and it would not cause the disaster victims to cause trouble when they had nothing to do.

It was indeed suitable for the current situation in Huaizhou.

In the following period of time, this matter had been carried out in an orderly manner.

The powerful families of Huaizhou had been scared out of their wits, and they had dared not to bleed. Yu Lin had not left, and no one had dared to report to the emperor. The disaster victims, who had been full of complaints, had gradually been settled.

From July to August, the situation in Huaizhou had gradually stabilized, and the neighboring Tongzhou had also gradually gotten back on track.

On extremely rare occasions, some interested people had discovered that after Tongzhou had defected, and Huaizhou were originally two unrelated places, and under the natural disaster, the methods of governance were actually a little similar.

In August, it had not rained for a long time, and the climate was even more hot and annoying.

The disaster victims were wandering by the water channel that had been planned for them every day. They only had to work hard to do their part, and they would have food to eat. They had heard that after this water channel was built, they would not be afraid of drought in the future, and they had worked even harder.

Zhao Lang was supervising the work under the city wall. In these dozens of days, he had been caught every day to work for the enemy, and he was covered in dust. It was only recently that he had had some free time.

He did not want to take this job. He, a dignified general under the King of Wei, and his hometown had been trampled by the barbarians under the emperor of Dayong. He had no good feelings for Dayong, so he was naturally unwilling to work.

However, compared to the capable ministers who had been trained by Wei Zhiji one by one in these years, and who could be worth eight people, the officials of Dayong were just occupying their positions. In the entire Huaizhou, besides Yu Lin’s confidants, there was only one Qu Xing who was barely usable.

There were not enough people, and their leader was unwilling for Qu Xing to be the only one in front of that person, so he had kicked him over.

So Zhao Lang had discovered another thing…

Their leader, and that diligent and famous minister of Dayong, Yu, seemed to have an unforgettable old relationship.

The two of them did not have much interaction outside, but Zhao Lang was meticulous and sharp. He had deduced the whole story from the clues, and he couldn’t help but his vision went black.

A capable minister who was saving the world, and a rebellious minister who had risen in the rebellion, and an unforgettable old relationship. According to the picture book, there must have been a lot of tragic and deep love between the two of them.

After a period of time together, although he had no good feelings for Dayong, he still had a good impression of this good minister who cared about the people, so he was worried.

These two people’s identities were sensitive and important, and their friendship was deep, but their positions were worlds apart. If one day, they were to face each other with swords… he didn’t even dare to think about it.

This matter had made him sigh non-stop. A few days later, he had been caught by Wei Zhiji, who had come to inspect.

However, Zhao Lang had to admit that the court of Dayong was stable on the surface, and Yu Lin had at least 70% of the credit. This person had even dared to use the enemy’s generals, and he had accurately placed them in the right positions, and he had not been on guard against them.

This kind of skillful means and magnanimity, he was indeed a very charming person.

Anyway, if it were him, a rebellious minister like their lord, he would not dare to use him no matter how deep their feelings were.

But this also made Zhao Lang even more worried. He looked at Wei Zhiji, whose lips were pressed together, and his brow was tightly furrowed, and who had become more and more unhappy recently. He patted the dirt on his body and walked up.

Zhao Lang thought for a moment, and holding the hoe that had been issued from above, he gently guided the other party, “Head, you don’t have to worry too much.” Although it’s definitely unavoidable to worry, as a minister, he still has to persuade him.

Wei Zhiji’s fingers lifted slightly, and he rubbed the sword at his waist, and he turned his head and looked at him with confusion, and he was puzzled. “What are you talking about?” Why are you talking so strangely?

Zhao Lang had seen the changes in him during this period of time, and he had guessed that he was both worried about the future and was also annoyed by the impending departure, so he had persuaded him softly, “Head, it’s a good thing to meet. You can’t be too persistent.”

His voice was calm, and there was a faint cruelty to it.

Wei Zhiji shot him a glance and knew that he was reminding him not to forget his identity, but he did not speak. This time, this kid had guessed right.

He and Yu Lin’s identities were special, and neither of them could be away from their positions for too long. Tongzhou and Huaizhou were gradually getting back on track, and it was time for them to leave.

These days, the two of them had been together, and they were inseparable, and they were very close, as if it had always been like this. Wei Zhiji was addicted to it, and he had almost split one period of time into two.

Many nights, he couldn’t bear to blink, let alone sleep. He would simply gaze at the face of the person beside him, under the faint moonlight that poured softly over them.

He had deliberately forgotten about this, and he had carved the dilapidated city walls of Huaizhou, the dark sky, and the stone road that he had walked with this person over and over again in his heart, and he had treated it as eternal.

He was unwilling to admit that the two of them had different positions, and that their departure was imminent. He was unwilling to return to the right track, and he was unwilling to leave this small city and run back to be his King of Wei.

Autumn was approaching, and he hated autumn the most.

He was reluctant again.