Huo Wujiu stood up at the table, raised his hand and made a "please" gesture towards Lou Yue in the upward direction.
"It's me," he said. "Not seen for many years, General Lou actually remembers me."
Lou Yue didn't know what kind of expression to make on his face for a while.
He stood at the door, unable to move a step, his eyes fixed on Huo Wujiu's face, and after a while he moved down incredulously and looked at his legs.
Those legs supported him well, standing there, tall and straight, like a tree facing the wind.
Huo Wujiu naturally knew what he was surprised.
However, he stood there without speaking, looking at Lou Yue for a while, just waiting for him to speak first.
After a while, Lou Yue found his voice.
"Your leg... Isn't your leg already...?" His voice was a little dumb, with a little trembling, and there was nothing calm and aggressive when he was facing Pang Shao.
Huo Wujiu smiled faintly.
"As you can see." Then, he raised his leg without evasiveness, walked steadily in front of Lou Yue, raised his hand to invite him to the top position, and then sat down opposite him.
Lou Yue spared his eyes and looked around the private room.
The place in the room is not large, and there are a few people standing around, all tall and upright young men. He didn't recognize these people, but he knew the person standing behind Huo Wujiu.
Wei Kai, the child adopted by his old friend, is a very kind person.
Now Lou Yue vaguely knew what was going on.
There were some tears in his eyes, and he quickly raised his hand to wipe it off: "I was still worried. I didn't expect that your child, so capable, would escape Pang Shao's eyes."
Huo Wujiu smiled and raised his hand to let Wei Kai pour Lou Yue wine.
Lou Yue raised his neck and drank the wine in his glass.
After a glass of wine, his shocked mood finally calmed down a bit, and he couldn't help but ask: "But, how did you do it? After all, you are in the Jing Palace, which is where Pang Shao is staring, isn't it? Say… "
Speaking of this, he looked at Huo Wujiu in surprise, and he couldn't say what he said behind him.
Huo Wujiu naturally knew what he meant.
He nodded: "That's King Jing."
Wei Kai explained to the side: "The general should also know that His Highness King Jing has been at odds with the emperor for a long time. Their actions are not only to humiliate General Huo, but also to humiliate His Highness Jing. If it were not for him, he would belong to him. There is no chance to enter the palace and find someone to take the opportunity to heal the general's legs."
Lou Yue nodded when he heard this and said to himself: "I said, I shouldn't have misunderstood the wrong person..."
Speaking of this, he frowned and said puzzledly: "But, isn't King Jing broken his sleeve?"
Before Huo Wujiu spoke, Wei Kai quickly explained: "That is naturally false."
Lou Yue sighed in relief, then picked up the wine glass on the table and took a swig.
"The sky has eyes." He sighed.
Then Huo Wujiu lowered his head and laughed deeply.
"So, General Lou can rest assured." He said.
Lou Yue nodded repeatedly.
But after hearing Huo Wujiu's words, the front was turned.
"But." He raised his eyes to look at Lou Yue, his dark eyes were extremely deep. "Although you say that the sky has eyes, you should also know that it doesn't matter what God says about such a thing, it's all up to man."
He pressed the table top with one hand, leaning forward slightly, looking at Lou Yue.
Lou Yue looked at him and was speechless for a while.
He knew what Huo Wujiu meant.
After a moment, he lowered his eyes and sighed.
"I know, you are waiting for me here today, not just to tell me peace." He said. "Go ahead."
"Although I can go now, it is not difficult to escape back to Yecheng, but I have some concerns that make me have to stay and can't go." Huo Wugui said. "But I didn't stay here to wait and die."
As he said, he raised his hand to pour Lou Yue and slowly said, "You should have seen it during this period of time. You know what Nan Jing's situation is like now. You know it better than me. To me now, it's nothing more than nothing. There is a difference between starting troops from Yecheng and destroying it, or destroying it on the spot in Nanjing. Presumably, General Lou has to make plans for his own future."
Speaking of this, he paused, raised his eyes to look at Lou Yue, and said: "I'll just say it. Now I am here, everything is ready, I just want to use General Lou's 50,000 soldiers and horses."
After saying this, he put his arms on the table casually, looking only at Lou Yue. Lou Yue didn't make a sound for a while, and the room fell into silence.
After a while, Lou Yue spoke in a low voice.
"No blame, I owed you my life in my early years, I remember." He said.
At that time, he was in Yangguan, the mountain was covered by heavy snow, and his soldiers and horses were trapped in the mountains. At that time, Huo Wujiu was only ten years old and still growing. He brought a team of Qingqi into the mountain and rescued him.
This is the kindness he owes Huo Wugui, he knows.
But seeing Huo Wujiu shook his head.
"I don't want to beg for retribution." He said lightly. "I just ask you, if Nanjing is broken, what should you do?"
Lou Yue was silent and did not speak.
Just listen to Huo Wujiu continuing: "It's not worth dying for the present Nanjing. What's more, Lou's sister is only 20 years old, right? Where do you want her to go."
Lou Yue's eyes were a little red.
What Huo Wujiu said is all right. Since he returned from victory, he has been uncomfortable every day. It's not that he has never thought about these things.
but…
After a while, he said with a dumb voice: "But I can't do treason, no blame, you should know."
Huo Wujiu nodded.
"I know." He said. "But, if they are sorry, they want to kill you?"
Lou Yue was speechless.
He had thought about this since Dingbeihou was forced to rebel by the first emperor a few years ago. Undoubtedly, what the first emperor did to Dingbeihou is extremely chilling, but although he and Dingbeihou are good friends, they are outsiders, and they must not be able to bring his soldiers to treason and treason, just for his own brotherhood. Things come.
So he endured it and only persuaded himself. It was nothing more than a personal grievance between Ding Beihou and Emperor Xian. He didn't go to the battlefield. No matter this, it was the biggest concession he could make.
However, this year, wars broke out and people's livelihood was declining. The Nanjing court was rotten to the bones year after year. Since Pang Shao took power, it has become even more so.
He is a military commander, destined to be loyal to the emperor and serve the country, but the emperor and the country have suffocated lives and displaced the people, which has repeatedly shaken his original heart to serve the country.
But he is also the defender of this country. It is his mission to protect the peace of the great scenery.
not to mention…
After a while, he said slowly: "But, they haven't done so yet."
Even himself felt the hesitation and vacillation in his tone.
He looked at Huo Wujiu, a little uneasy in his eyes.
But seeing Huo Wujiu silently staring at him for a moment, the corner of his lips curled up, and he laughed quite easily.
"That's true," he said. "In that case, I have no reason to force you anymore."
Lou Yue didn't expect that Huo Wujiu would be so easy to talk, and let him go so easily.
He couldn't help but said: "But you..."
"There is always a way." Huo Wugui said. "Today, the general only eats meat and drinks. How about I stay drunk with the general?"
-Lou Yue was indeed drunk when he returned to the mansion that day.
Huo Wujiu's soldiers worked neatly and arranged everything in the restaurant. In addition, Lou Yue had gone to find wine on his own, and the meeting between the two of them was kept tightly hidden, and there was no telling about it.
After Lou Yue returned to the mansion, he was filled with sorrow.
"Good boy... Ting Zhang raised a good boy!" He muttered, but his tone was choked. "It's just that Lou, I'm sorry for him, I'm sorry for Ting Zhang, and I'm sorry for his child!"
Ting Zhang is the word of Huo Wujiu's father.
Lou Wanjun is directing the maids to take care of him. She knew that her father didn't drink too much alcohol, and she couldn't even drink it herself. Today, she was even more drunk, and she was so drunk that she could walk around.
Listening to her father talking, she couldn't help feeling a little funny, and asked, "Who are you sorry?"
Lou Yue shook his head and kept his mouth silent for a long time.
Lou Wanjun laughed a few times, twisted a veil, and wiped his face clean.
So Lou Yue suddenly spoke up again.
"But he is indeed a good boy." He looked at Lou Wanjun and said. "If you can entrust you to him, dad will rest assured."
Lou Wanjun was speechless for a while.
However, she didn't take Lou Yue's words to heart. From the beginning of her fight, her father hated marriage more than the boudoir girl. Seeing a man with neat facial features, a little recognition of words, no lack of arms or legs, he must consider the son-in-law's standards, because his standards are loose. The result is usually half and half.
After so many years, the family he betrothed to her was enough to form an advance army.
Lou Wanjun laughed and put the veil in the basin.
"Sure enough, she was so drunk that she started to recognize her son-in-law again." She turned around and looked at the soldier Su Rili was waiting next to Lou Yue, and Liu raised her eyebrows.
"Let the general drink too much outside again, not practiced, right?"
The soldier couldn't tell, he shrank his neck, and chuckled.
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Huo Wujiu was not drunk today.
He could smell alcohol on his body and he was not suitable for going out. After returning, he asked Wei Kai to go to the main house to see if Jiang Suizhou had time to come over.
It was night at this time, and Jiang Suizhou followed Wei Kai not long after.
When he came, Huo Wujiu was sitting at the table, flipping through the books on the table boredly.
As a result of drinking, his emotions were somewhat exposed, and his feelings of impatientness with the book were even greater than in the past.
Sitting in the wheelchair, he swayed back and forth slowly, turning the booklet through and thinking. Hearing the sound of pushing the door, he pushed the book forward and raised his head.
"coming?"
Jiang Suizhou smelled the wine.
"You went to see Lou Yue today and had a drink?" He sat down on the couch beside him and asked.
Huo Wujiu nodded, shaking the wheelchair with one hand and walking in the direction of Jiang Suizhou. Then he felt a little in the way. He pushed the wheelchair with one leg, stood up, and walked to Jiang Suizhou's side, very naturally. Sat down.
"Not much," he said. "The old guy is getting older, and his drink volume is worse than in previous years, so he drank so little that he was almost carried back."
Although there were not many expressions on his face, there was an inexplicable feeling of flying brows, which was completely different from the unfathomably cold and solemn appearance when he saw Pang Shao in the day.
Jiang Suizhou quickly asked, "So it's done?"
Huo Wujiu shook his head.
"He still has a hardened mouth." He said sternly. "No matter how you persuade, you just refuse to live or die."
Jiang Suizhou suddenly became anxious.
Putting aside the thoughts beside him, he knew how important Lou Yue was to Huo Wujiu. In Huo Wujiu's plan, Lou Yue's soldiers and horses are an extremely important part. It can be said that without Lou Yue's soldiers, his strategy would not be realized at all.
"What should I do then?" He looked even more anxious at the appearance of Huo Wujiu's eyebrows condensed.
But seeing Huo Wugui looking at him for a moment, he laughed.
With stretched eyebrows, with unignorable joy, he raised his hand and touched the cat on his back twice.
"Don't worry," he said. "Isn't there you? He's hard-mouthed now, but he hasn't been pushed to the road of death by Pang Shao. But you also know that there are signs now, sooner or later."
His expression suddenly changed, Jiang Suizhou reacted immediately, Huo Wujiu was teasing him just now.
… It's terrible.
He made a false alarm, somewhat disapproving, and reproached: "Are you scaring me?"
His voice was very soft, even if he frowned, he was not aggressive. The flirtatious reproach made Huo Wujiao feel sweet. He only felt that even if the person in front of him frowned, he was likable and extremely cute.
He held his arms and leaned back on the soft pillow. The king of the mountain with a big horse's golden sword looked like he was playing tricks with others.
"No." He spoke clearly, his eyes were clear, and with a lazy smile, he looked at Jiang Suizhou and said.
"I drank too much."
The author has something to say: Huo Wujiu: I drank too much, and I have to hug my wife to get up; D
Jiang Suizhou: ... lie down with you.