The military intelligence was sent to the capital, and after the reading of the current sage, Long Xin was very happy, and even sent officials to reward the army, and set a date for Jin Yi to lead his division back to the DPRK.
After the war, there were a lot of injuries. After the army was rehabilitated, it was Xia Shenshi and was about to return to the DPRK.
A few days ago, Fang Fan was stationed in the military camp almost all the time, treating the wounded together with the military doctors. After the injuries were mostly relieved, he returned to Xianquan Town. Father is about to leave Liangzhou to continue his journey of becoming a doctor. The apprentices he received in the past two years are not yet able to be fully independent, so Fang Fan has to go back to the medical center for a consultation.
On the eve of his departure, Fang Fan went to Jin Yi's tent, holding his qin in his arms.
The tent door was lifted, and a ray of moonlight poured in.
"General, I'm here to say goodbye to you." Fang Fan said in the light and darkness of the door opening and falling.
Jin Yi knew that Fang Fan was going to leave soon, although he was not surprised, there was still a slight loss in his heart, but he didn't show it, only said: "Tomorrow I still have important things to do and I can't see you off, so I will send two of you. Someone you know will send you off. It's been more than a month, thanks to you."
Lu Fangfan, who traveled from the military camp to Xianquan Town, was very familiar with him, and he didn't need someone to send him off, but he accepted Jin Yi's love and didn't refuse, he just said, "That night, I couldn't sleep, so I got up and went outside. Go for a walk. I saw those people guarding the town entrance, are they sent by the general?"
Jin Yi paused for a while, and after trying to understand who he was talking about, he admitted: "Although I have a certain degree of certainty that I can win, there are exceptions to everything. If Longshuo Pass falls, they will escort the pass. The people leave."
Fang Fan smiled and said, "So, I am here to repay, as it should be."
Going around, it turned out to be a euphemistic response to himself, Jin Yi smiled, "You." The tone was intimate.
Fang Fan was obviously not used to it and lowered his head slightly. Jin Yi stopped talking and waited patiently for him to respond.
After a while, Fang Fan raised his head and said: "General, do you still remember what you said to me that night when I came here a month ago? You said that you understood what kind of mind you should have for the general. I was very touched by it. These days and nights when I had nothing to do, I reconsidered the general's mood and my feelings, and composed a piece of music. If the general is willing, can you please listen to me play it once?"
Jin Yi smiled and said, "I'm happy."
Fang Fan sat down, in front of Hengqin. The candlelight illuminated his eyebrows and eyes, like the sun shining in the evening when the autumn sun shrouded the mountains and rivers of Mingxiu. His summer clothes were thin, and the cuffs slipped slightly with the movement of his arms, revealing thin and beautiful wrists. Fingers fall on the strings, the sound gradually becomes into tune.
The first is a light and ethereal piece, like a young chivalrous man drinking and laughing upstairs, looking into the distance and telling his ambitions. Then the tune slows down, the young man joins the army, and his career is far from romantic as imagined, and more difficult. At that time, it was heavy like a sigh, sometimes intermittent like a whimper, and sometimes steep like a struggle. The changeable tune interprets the contradictory mood of the youth. . Suddenly, Fang Fan plucked the strings like an arrow, hurried tunes to bring people into the battlefield, and after each chorus, there was relief. The relief was pain first, then generosity, and then calm, just like the heart of a soldier, which hurts because of murder. Contributions and strong, due to long-term battle and the waves gradually flattened. But after the calm, the tune changed again. This section is a change of tone with complicated strings, and even more perseverance in the fierceness. The last piece of music comes to an end, and there is deep compassion in the peace, which is both emotional and reflective.
At the end of the song, Jin Yi did not speak for a long time.
It wasn't until Fang Fan opened his mouth and said, "General..." Jin Yi came back to his senses and asked with a smile:
"The song is very good. Unconsciously, it made me review my military career again." Then he asked, "Have you thought of a name?"
Fang Fan smiled and said, "There used to be "The King of Lanling Entering the Battle Song". Although my song is far worse than it, I still took the liberty to name it "General Jin Entering the Battle Song". What do you think about it, General?"
Jin Yi smiled back: "If you like it, why not choose this name? I hope to hear Dr. Fang play this song often in the future."
Fang Fan didn't answer, he just said, "That's it, it's late at night, so I won't disturb the general."
Jin Yi got up, walked to the door, opened the curtain for Fang Fan, and sent him into the boundless moonlight. At this moment, Jin Yi almost blurted out his name, made him stop, rushed to his side, and hugged him tightly, but Jin Yi still restrained, and only put his eyes into the moonlight, all around him Circling around.
A few days after Fang Fan left, Jin Yi also returned to Beijing.
Time was running out, and Jin Yi didn't take the time to go to say goodbye to Fang Fan in person. A few days ago, there were a lot of post-war matters, and after they were finally dealt with, he spent the past few days in the army, handing over military affairs to Jiang Yisun, and discussing the follow-up defense. In the middle of the night, when I think that Fang Fan must have fallen asleep, it is difficult to see each other again.
In fact, one night, others had already ridden their horses to Xianquan Town. They dismounted at the entrance of the town and tied them under the old willow tree. They walked into the town and came to the Fang Medical Center. The lights of the Fang Medical Center have been extinguished, blending with the dark night.
Jin Yi stood outside the door for a long time, and when the wind passed by his side, he could smell the faint smell of medicine, which was very similar to the smell that Fang Fan always carried. In the past, Fu Ming often had the fragrance of fruits, trees, flowers and grasses on his body, because the garden where he lived was full of flowers, plants, fruits and trees, and he often steamed some homemade spices in the house. Slightly bitter, and even a bit irritating when it is strong, but Jin Yi also feels that it smells very good. Whenever he is close to Fang Fan, he can't help but deepen his breathing and absorb the breath of his body, and he will feel more satisfied and satisfied. enriched.
That night, Jin Yi stood here for a long time, sniffing in the wind, but before dawn, he left without a word and returned to the barracks.
In the end, Jin Yi just sent a handwritten letter to Fang Fan.
There are not many words in the letter, only:
I don't know what will happen in this life, that is, I hope that this life will be spent with you and end well. Angelica will be gone soon, please wait a moment, please be sure.
Fang Fan replied with a letter after reading it. When Jin Yi received the reply, he opened it immediately. The letter contained less text, only two sentences:
Huma relies on the north wind, and the south branch of the Yue Bird's Nest.
Jin Yi couldn't tell what Fang Fan's intention was, but the handwriting on the letter was not the handwriting when he wrote the prescription, but the handwriting of Fu Ming he was familiar with. Jin Yi read it again and again, and then folded the letter again and cherished it.
The army is instructed, and the people in the pass send each other off. Jin Yi rode on the horse, looked down from a height, and looked all the way, but Fang Fan was nowhere to be seen.
After the army was winding away and the crowd had dissipated, a man riding his camel slowly returned on the long empty road.
Master Wang was victorious, and the emperor personally went out to the west gate of the capital to meet him. The emperor's grace was magnificent. The title of Duke Sui was once again conferred to the son of the Jin family. Jin Yi's generals also received many awards. For a time, the Jin family prospered and became a family in the capital. The hot dignitaries vying to make friends. However, Jin took leave of absence from the imperial court on the grounds that his grandmother was seriously ill, and those who came to visit, if they were not relatives and friends, would never see him.
Mrs. Jin was seriously ill, and it was not an excuse. In the middle of winter last year, she was in bad shape and dragged on for a long time. After the spring of this year, she did not get much better. The wind and candle are dying, unable to return to the sky. The reason why I am still suffering is just to see my grandson who is out on the expedition.
"Changbor, now, it's your best time, grandma can't... can't drag you down!" Old Mrs. Jin couldn't keep her eyes open, and coughed again as she spoke.
Jin Yi stroked his back, took the medicine cup handed over by Xinyue, and when old lady Jin was out of breath, fed her to drink it herself.
The old lady was still breathing heavily, and said laboriously, "Go ahead and do important things. Why should you guard me, a useless old woman."
Jin Yi felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't show it, and didn't say some empty words of comfort, he just said: "The grandson has been a grandmother since he was a child. Can't see you in the future? Or family members are important."
Hearing the words, the old lady sighed, "You, that's just... You have such a personality, and you are like your grandfather - ten percent." Then she smiled again, "As long as you think it's good, just... That's it. "
Old Mrs. Jin once saw that the Jin family was in a downturn and had to be strong for a lifetime. She only hoped to urge her grandson to revive the family business and shine on the lintel. But now, she is about to pass away, and her grandson is promising, but she is still alone. Thinking that he has grown up, it is difficult to keep a wife, and the only son is Yan'er. No one whispered before the expedition, and no one spoke kindly after returning. No matter the injury or the merit, there is no one that can be pitied. The person who worships is lonely and cold, and he is the only one. Thinking of this, the old lady has let go of the strong mind in the past, and her heart is full of worry and love for her grandson.
Jin Yi seemed to see the old lady's thoughts, held her hands and said, "Grandmother, you don't have to worry about me. I think it's good now, and it will be better in the future."
The old lady didn't answer for a long time, and then she tentatively said: "It's been so many years, you should... look away, you can't be like this all the time... deserted."
"Grandmother, what you said is that the grandson will find the people around him as soon as possible."
The old lady was both surprised and delighted by Jin Yi's answer. She couldn't help but nodded with a smile: "Okay, okay, so good." But despite the joy in her heart, her body couldn't hold it anymore, and she said again after gasping for a few breaths. : "Go back... take a rest, I'm tired too, I need to... sleep for a while."
Jin Yi put down the old lady's hand and tucked the quilt for her, "Grandmother, the grandson will leave first. I'll see you later." Standing up, he nodded slightly to Xinyue, who smiled back and said softly. road:
"Don't worry, I will take care of you."
Jin Yiyi smiled, full of gratitude, Xinyue's heart was slightly warm, and the fatigue of the past month seemed to dissipate a lot.
When Jin Yi went out, Zhao Yan was guarding the door. When he saw him, he came up to greet him and said, "Dad, I heard them say, are you going out today?"
"Yes, to do something."
"Are you coming back for dinner tonight?"
"Back. What's the matter? Yan'er, are you in trouble?"
Zhaoyan nodded with a smile: "I want to learn from daddy. Yan'er has been practicing martial arts well for more than half a year after you left, and I want daddy to see if Yan'er has improved!"
Jin Yi said with a smile: "Okay! When Dad comes back, he will take the school examination for Yan'er. If you really make great progress, Dad will reward you."
"Yeah! Yan'er sent Daddy out!"
Zhao Yan accompanied Jin Yi out of the house, and personally took Jin Yi's horse from the servant's hand. After he got on the horse, he handed the whip into his hand, raised his smiling face and said, "Dad, Yan'er is waiting for you to come back!"
"Well! I'm going!" Jin Yi urged his horse to set off, all the way to the suburbs of Beijing.