那是一幅畫。                                                                                                                                    那更像一具尸體的畫。                                                                                                                                    畫上明閣麗毯，闊榻華帳，一男子淺笑合眸懶臥榻間，墨發如云瀉于榻沿兒，意懶之態，如仙高眠。榻腳香爐生暖煙，裊裊其后，男子衣帶盡褪，胸膛玉潤，楚腰長腿，明肌如華。                                                                                                                                    那腰身肌線如流水，一眼便似望見一段風流事，偏偏那最是風流處覆著大紅華袍，半遮半掩，不想看，偏扎眼。                                                                                                                                    整幅畫作于雪娟之上，暈色泛黃，舊如古卷，男子似在畫里睡了千年，那大紅華袍暗沉如血，其色詭異頹然，其境靡靡艷華，好似人已故，畫尸入卷。                                                                                                                                    最讓暮青不能忍的是此畫如同人高，畫里的明閣麗毯、闊榻華帳、美艷男尸，甚至是榻腳的香爐都與實物一般大，她把雪絹凌空一展，仿佛衣衫盡褪的步惜歡帶著他那奢華的屋子一同向她壓來，活似男尸壓頂，金屋要塌！                                                                                                                                    暮青過于意外，要躲已晚，那巨幅雪絹當頭落下——                                                                                                                                    嘩！                                                                                                                                    她整個被罩在畫下，遠望如頭頂一床白被單。                                                                                                                                    駱成抱著肚子蹲在地上，不敢笑出聲來，直憋得肚子都疼。                                                                                                                                    暮青在“被單”底下靜靜立著，許久未動。駱成笑著笑著，抱著肚子乖乖起身，憋出內傷來也不敢再笑了，覺得姑娘這反應絕對是暴風雨前的寧靜。                                                                                                                                    主子自求多福吧！                                                                                                                                    但“被單”被暮青扯下來時，駱成預料之中的暴風雨卻沒有來，暮青面色如常，淡聲道：“你家主子尸體扮得不錯?！?nbsp;                                                                                                                                   ??？                                                                                                                                    夸獎？                                                                                                                                    不可能吧？                                                                                                                                    “不過，有破綻。”暮青面冷聲冷，轉身之時耳根卻泛著可疑的粉紅，她把那幅絹畫往行軍床上一展，道，“畫上尸體橫陳于榻，面色含春，衣袍盡褪，很像是作過死的，也就是房事猝死。因其面色含春，故推測猝死時正在行房亦或剛行完房，所以，此處即便有衣裳遮著，也應該撐著帳篷！”                                                                                                                                    帳篷？                                                                                                                                    啥叫帳篷？營帳？                                                                                                                                    駱成正不解，見暮青一指畫上某處！                                                                                                                                    那處正是畫中人唯一被衣袍遮著的地方，而衣袍之下就是……咳咳！                                                                                                                                    “作過死者，精氣耗盡而脫死，陽卻不衰！因此，此處即便蓋著衣袍，也該是撐起來的?！?nbsp;                                                                                                                                   撐起來的……                                                                                                                                    撐帳篷！                                                                                                                                    駱成瞬間懂了，卻再也忍不住，抱著肚子就蹲在地上笑。                                                                                                                                    姑娘哎！您真不是一般的姑娘！                                                                                                                                    暮青冷淡地看了他一眼，道：“告訴你家主子，下回扮尸體，扮得像一些?！?nbsp;                                                                                                                                   駱成笑岔了氣，說不出話來，只好點頭——轉告！一定轉告！                                                                                                                                    “把這些圖紙拿去，找城中最好的鐵匠鋪子打造，按我所說的要求，半個月內造好！”暮青走到桌案旁將昨晚畫好的圖紙遞給駱成。                                                                                                                                    駱成接到手中一看，目露精光。                                                                                                                                    “速辦！”暮青攆人。                                                                                                                                    “是！”唯有辦正事時，少年嘻嘻哈哈的模樣才見收斂些。                                                                                                                                    駱成轉身就往外走，走到帳子門口，忽聽身后道：“等等！”                                                                                                                                    駱成回身聽候吩咐，暮青卻久未言語，直到駱成露出不解的神色，才見她往行軍床上瞥了一眼，有些不自在地問道：“那畫是哪個畫師畫的？”                                                                                                                                    “盛京城里三代畫春宮圖的畫師，家傳！寫實！意境了得！長春院里的春宮圖都是此人畫的，盛京城里的公子哥兒們想請求一畫，那可是要白銀千兩的！”人是駱成親自找的，說起來自然沾沾自喜，他可是眼尖地瞧見姑娘耳根子紅了的，想必嘴上不說，心里對此畫甚是滿意。                                                                                                                                    暮青卻冷哼一聲，“行筆之風春意撩人，難登大雅之堂，二流！”                                                                                                                                    啊？                                                                                                                                    駱成愣了。                                                                                                                                    “春宮圖本來就難登大雅之堂……”他隨口咕噥，還沒咕噥完，便忙捂嘴！                                                                                                                                    若鬼影在此，必定會提醒他，他又說錯話了。                                                                                                                                    駱成偷偷瞄了暮青一眼，果見她面冷如霜，于是忙把腦袋一耷拉，心中默念——春宮圖難登大雅之堂，但主子的春宮圖是雅物！雅物！雅物！                                                                                                                                    “拿去！”正當駱成低頭默念之時，暮青自案頭扔來一物！                                                                                                                                    駱成耷拉著腦袋，頭頂卻似長著眼，抬手便將那飛來之物接住，抬頭一看，竟是封信。那信已裝在了信封里，想必是他剛剛低頭反省時，姑娘寫的。                                                                                                                                    “回去交給你家主子，告訴他，那畫師不入流，換了！”                                                                                                                                    “哎！”                                                                                                                                    駱成說錯了話，便不敢再貧嘴了，上回他罵步惜塵兔爺時把主子也罵了進去，這賬主子還沒跟他算呢，今兒的話若是再傳進主子耳朵里，他不死也得扒層皮。                                                                                                                                    “走吧！”暮青一擺手，再不留人了。                                                                                                                                    *                                                                                                                                    駱成走后，暮青在桌案后正襟危坐，豎著耳朵聽見馬車聲遠了，才瞄了眼行軍床上。                                                                                                                                    只見那絹畫平鋪在榻上，畫中男子似躺在她中軍大帳的行軍床上一般，衣衫盡褪，面色含春，艷情撩人！                                                                                                                                    暮青不由抿唇如刀，有些人該不會是想讓她夜里把這絹畫當床單鋪著，與他同眠吧？                                                                                                                                    該死的步惜歡！                                                                                                                                    少女心里罵著，走過來將畫收起，唇邊卻漸漸揚起淺淺的弧度，眸光難得霜化似水。她說她有戀尸癖，他竟當真了，那回她不是說了是開玩笑的嗎？                                                                                                                                    這絹畫暮青當然不可能當床單鋪著，她仔細收了起來，壓在了收放束胸帶的私箱底下，那私箱并非普通箱子，外表看甚是平常，里頭卻做了暗層，她的私物放在暗層里。                                                                                                                                    暮青把那絹畫和自己的貼身私物收在一起，特意把束胸帶壓在絹畫之上，仿佛如此就能出口氣。                                                                                                                                    她把老多杰的人頭也收進了箱子里，不過是放在暗層之上的明層處，她不需要人頭鎮著中軍大帳，但它可以幫她鎮守這只藏著秘密的箱子。                                                                                                                                    一切收拾妥當，鎖好箱子，暮青才去了沙場。                                                                                                                                    *                                                                                                                                    今天的特訓科目和昨天一樣，在新的特訓器材做好之前，特訓科目不變，但暮青對各訓練科目的完成時間有要求。                                                                                                                                    昨天的特訓，她只是讓特訓營初步了解科目，今天才是真正的特訓！                                                                                                                                    所有項目規定時間，完不成加罰！                                                                                                                                    全營分成兩隊比賽，輸了的加罰！                                                                                                                                    特訓營全體咬著牙，想起昨天聽過的話，想起點將臺上較量的差距，沒人抱怨，寧愿跑死喘死也絕不休假！                                                                                                                                    而休假的大軍依舊在沙場周圍觀練，心急火燎也沒人再敢要求參加特訓——軍人以服從軍令為天職，這是都督說的，今兒是特訓的第二天，離他們放假結束還有二十九天！                                                                                                                                    西北軍的都尉們昨天守在醫帳外，聽說了水師的特訓之法后，今日特來觀練。                                                                                                                                    一看之下，人皆驚住！                                                                                                                                    “娘咧……”                                                                                                                                    “這他娘的是啥練兵之法？老子看著都累！”                                                                                                                                    “這練兵之法一天兩天的看不出啥來，要是常年這樣練下去，孬兵都能練成鐵！”                                                                                                                                    “娘的！要是再早幾年，咱們西北軍里也這樣練兵，五胡會不會早就滅了？”                                                                                                                                    “咱們……還能回去西北嗎？”                                                                                                                                    不知哪個問了一句，都尉們都沉默了。                                                                                                                                    昨天，大將軍說了，若是周二蛋那小子不要他們，西北軍中也不會再要他們。他們從軍多年，半生熱血灑在了西北，灑在了大漠，心有留戀不想換將，卻犯了軍人的大忌。                                                                                                                                    昨天，他們得知都督救了大將軍一命，本想來找他認錯領罪，可……沒臉來，所以就借口躲到醫帳去了。他們跟著大將軍在邊關殺敵，命懸彎刀下也從未怕過，如今卻怕了，怕都督記恨他們，水師留不下，西北回不去。                                                                                                                                    戎馬半生，以為能死在邊關死在戰馬上，要走了才知道這輩子離不開軍營了。                                                                                                                                    這天，眾都尉也跟著大軍在沙場外觀戰了一日，晚上特訓散了以后，暮青回到中軍大帳時，見眾都尉侯在帳外。                                                                                                                                    “都督……”眾人瞄了眼暮青，不服的氣焰已不復見。                                                                                                                                    “我累了，有事特訓結束后再談?！蹦呵嗌跏抢涞?，說罷就進了中軍大帳。                                                                                                                                    “都督！”眾人只在帳外喊，卻不敢擅自進帳，他們一是怕惹惱了暮青，二是真有些服氣了。                                                                                                                                    西北軍已練兵嚴苛聞名于世，論練兵之法，他們在邊關軍營里待了那么多年，個個都是操練新兵的好手。原以為都督軍功赫赫也不過是個人之功，論睿智論勇猛，他是新軍第一，可論練兵，他一個新兵蛋子，懂個啥？可是才一兩日的工夫，全軍就士氣高漲，今日他們看了一天特訓營的操練，雖不知那些操練之法是咋想出來的，但他們是老將了，有用沒用自然看得出來。                                                                                                                                    以前，真是他們小瞧人了。                                                                                                                                    “你們何時能把我的話當成軍令，何時再來。”帳中傳來暮青的聲音，眾都尉一聽，知道沒得商量了，只好垂頭喪氣的走了。                                                                                                                                    暮青在桌案后坐著，許久沒去床上躺下，她一看見那張床榻就想起一幅絹畫鋪在上頭，仿佛坐下去屁股就能著火。                                                                                                                                    她盯著行軍床不肯睡，而水師大營三十里外的都督府里，有人在閣樓里聽回稟。                                                                                                                                    今夜的風比昨夜急，枝影搖如鬼手，男子聽著回稟，喜怒不露，唯見眸光明滅。                                                                                                                                    “主子，一字不差！”血影跪在男子的影子里，今夜不必主子問就答了。                                                                                                                                    尸體扮得有破綻，作過死，撐帳篷，一字不差！                                                                                                                                    “嗯?！辈较g負手立著，聲音里聽不出情緒，“她還說什么了？”                                                                                                                                    “還說畫師不入流，要您換了?！?nbsp;                                                                                                                                   “嗯？”                                                                                                                                    “姑娘還給您帶了封信！”血影這時才將信拿出來，呈過頭頂時，那信已被人抽走。                                                                                                                                    那信里寫了啥，他沒敢偷看，但猜著應該是訓斥主子的，姑娘當時看見絹畫時，臉色可是很精彩的。                                                                                                                                    他忽然想往后挪，主子費盡心思，卻挨了訓斥，想必心情不會好。                                                                                                                                    閣樓里靜了半晌，拆信的聲音過后就沒了聲音。                                                                                                                                    血影縮了縮脖子，果然，他猜對了！那畫師是他找來的，他要倒霉了……                                                                                                                                    窗前卻忽然傳來沉沉的笑聲，血影一愣，斗膽瞄了眼，卻見步惜歡低著頭，臉就差沒埋在信里，笑得既歡愉，又忍耐。                                                                                                                                    主子這般開懷，印象中可從未見過……                                                                                                                                    “跪安吧。”笑聲漸歇，窗邊傳來的聲音漫不經心，微涼如風，一如往常，仿佛剛才那笑意是血影幻聽了。                                                                                                                                    “是！”血影起身退到樓梯口，沒入黑暗中，身形如鬼魅般一晃，殘影尚在，人已在樓下。                                                                                                                                    閣樓的桌子上放著一疊圖紙，是血影呈上來的，步惜歡坐到桌邊，將手中的信放到桌上，月光透窗灑來，落在信上，只見少女字跡清卓，一張紙上寥寥幾字，只落著兩句話。                                                                                                                                    “聞君有此癖，臣正有此技！”                                                                                                                                    步惜歡拿起那些圖紙來，目光卻仍落著那兩句話上，笑意深沉。只是看著那兩句話，他就仿佛看見她立在他面前，面冷聲涼，說出的話卻酸溜溜。                                                                                                                                    但笑著笑著，那笑便變得氣哼哼的。                                                                                                                                    說要換畫師，薦的卻是自己，她還知道吃醋？                                                                                                                                    那畫師又非女子，她看的那五百個屁股卻都是男子的，他還沒酸溜溜的，她倒先酸起來了。                                                                                                                                    但氣著氣著，步惜歡的眸中卻又生了繾綣柔情。                                                                                                                                    這般不知是氣惱還是歡愉的情緒，此生能品嘗一遭，也算老天待他不薄。                                                                                                                                    將信收起，他貼身放入衣襟，這才低頭細看那些圖紙，一看之下，挑了挑眉。                                                                                                                                    這些圖紙上畫的是練兵之物，她的畫向來寫實，這些練兵之物，她分多角度畫了出來，甚至畫了拆分后的圖，一應尺寸也都寫得很清楚，一目了然。                                                                                                                                    她要的這些練兵之物看起來像是要人在上面跑跳攀爬，他練的是武林秘功，這些只鍛煉人的敏捷和體力之物對他而言無甚用處，但兩軍交戰，動輒數萬大軍，非武林門派之間的打殺可比，軍中的兵勇大多只會些拳腳功夫，有的只比普通百姓健壯力大些。因此，她畫的這些練兵之物，若用在軍中，其效定然不錯！                                                                                                                                    這兩日，魏卓之和月殺都有將她組建特訓營的事奏報給他，事無巨細，那些練兵之法與立竿見影的成效連他都好奇。                                                                                                                                    步惜歡一笑，將圖紙放到桌上，“命血影明日按她所言，速辦！”                                                                                                                                    他難得有沉不住氣之時，等不及想瞧著了。                                                                                                                                    眼下已是二月中旬，今年夏天，他是不是該留在盛京，不去汴河行宮了？                                                                                                                                    －－－－－－題外話－－－－－－                                                                                                                                    陛下挺尸美不美？                                                                                                                                    小帳篷要不要看？                                                                                                                                    今天我的眼神應該是純潔的吧？→?！?nbsp;                                                                                                                                   青青：你都斗雞眼了。                                                                                                                                    陛下：畫風真簡易，朕喜歡寫實的。                                                                                                                                    某今：（趴地不起）我是盼月票盼成斗雞眼的，你們倆這樣對我，早晚我讓你們盼洞房盼成斗雞眼！