The winter night at Linfengguan is even colder, and the whistling wind blows on the empty campsite, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, making it horrifying to hear. The scattered trees nearby, rustled by the wind, further contributed to the ghostly atmosphere of this winter night. The large and small tents in the camp area are arranged in an orderly manner, and the team that patrols back and forth from time to time makes the entire military camp look orderly and disciplined.
In the largest tent, there were a few people sitting or standing. Some were leisurely drinking tea, some were walking back and forth anxiously, and some were meditating without saying a word. In the huge tent, no one spoke.
At this moment, a short and loud voice came from outside the tent, "Report!"
"Come in." Xuanyuan Yi's low voice sounded, and then a young soldier came in, trotted into the tent, and reported loudly: "General, the third batch of grain has been delivered."
"Yeah." Xuanyuan Yi nodded and waved him back.
Feng Qixuan put down the tea in his hand leisurely, got up and straightened his clothes, and said with a smile: "Since all the 30,000 stone grains have been delivered, then Feng's mission is completed. General Xuanyuan, all generals, farewell, there will be a later date."
Pei Che also got up and insisted, "Young Master Feng, why should you leave in such a hurry? Why don't you stay and help our army?" Cang Yue's tactics this time are very different from those in the past. It can be seen from the burning of food that You Xiao is this person. There are many tricks, sinister and cunning, and the two armies face each other on the battlefield. At this time, there are some martial arts experts to help, in order to be prepared.
Feng Qixuan cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Young Master Pei looks down on Feng Mou too much. He is a martial artist and can't help the generals. I'm afraid that the more you help, the more busy you will be."
It's not that Pei Che didn't feel Feng Qixuan's dodge, but he still had to fight for it at this time, so he said sincerely, "Young Master Feng, why should you be too modest, the army needs the help of a master like you."
His sincerity made Feng Qixuan accept the perfunctory politeness, and replied frankly: "Feng has something important to do, so it's really inconvenient to stay for a long time, sorry." The current situation is strange and dangerous, he can't help but return to Murong's house , there are two children there.
"Then the thirty dark men who delivered the food this time..." Since Feng Qixuan had made it clear that it was impossible to stay, Pei Che put his mind on the dark men who escorted the food and grass. As soon as he saw those dark men, Pei Che was attracted by their resolute and arrogant aura. After the two days of contact, he felt that they were disciplined and skilled.
Ordinary people in the arena compare with each other and think that their martial arts are better. Even if they act together, most of them will show their magical powers, like a mess of sand. But these dark men are different. They have a very good spirit of mutual cooperation, which is what he values.
Feng Qixuan shook his head and smiled and said, "They don't obey me. If you want to use them, you have to ask Murong Shuqing." After speaking, he looked at Xuanyuan Yi with a cold and arrogant face. Xuanyuan Yi didn't speak, he turned his back to them, wondering if he was admiring Fanxing or missing Yiren.
"Murong Shuqing? That savage woman?" A surprised male voice suddenly burst out from the tent.
Savage woman? Feng Qixuan raised his eyebrows amusingly, and looked at the man beside Pei Che who was as strong as a mountain. He was in his twenties, with dark skin, a slightly round face, and a naive look on his face. Heartless Lord. But his statement is really interesting. If she is a savage woman, then there should be no elegant woman in this world.
"Li Ming!" Pei Che scolded Li Ming, who was open-mouthed, and looked at Feng Qixuan's face from the corner of his eye. Now is not the time to offend Murong Shuqing. Fortunately, Feng Qixuan just looked at them with a half-smile, no sign of changing his face.
Feng Qixuan had already made such a statement, and Pei Che could only follow his words and sighed softly: "In this case, Pei will not force it."
"Farewell." Feng Qixuan didn't hesitate, got up neatly, and left the camp. After a while, a neat and strong sound of horse hooves came, and soon, the sound gradually drifted away.
Li Ming glanced at the contemplative Pei Che and Xuanyuan Yi, and asked unconvinced, "Why do you want to ask that Murong Shuqing?" The woman he met at the general's house a few years ago was unreasonable, self-righteous, arrogant and rude. Nothing. Pei Che actually scolded him for such a woman, which made him unable to swallow.
Pei Che didn't care about Li Ming's anger, he sat down on the chair and drank tea slowly. Just when Li Ming couldn't get a response and was about to come over to reason with him, Pei Che hurriedly asked a question, "Who do you think is delivering food to the army this time?" Anyway, the dragon birthday of the Murong family is unforgettable.
Li Ming didn't even need to think about it, he just said, "Murong's family!" This time, all the food delivered this time was from the Murong family's granary, and each package was marked with a mark, so there's no need to ask! It must be that Master Murong was afraid that the general would not want his savage daughter, and took the opportunity to flatter the general. Although the food was delivered in time this time, the army's urgent needs were relieved, but in this way, wouldn't the general owe the Murong family a big favor
He secretly glanced at Xuanyuan Yi who never said a word from beginning to end, just turned his back to them and looked up at the stars, Li Ming sighed, it was really embarrassing for the general to marry such a woman, no wonder he didn't speak all night.
Li Ming frowned for a while, and sighed softly for a while. Pei Che also guessed what was going on in his mind. He shook his head amusingly. It seemed that he positioned Xuanyuan Yi as a role that wronged himself for the sake of the overall situation. Too lazy to interrupt his tragic thoughts, Pei Che turned his head and asked Xuanyuan Yi's back, "Xuanyuan Yi, what do you think?"
Xuanyuan Yi still looked at the starry sky above his head like that, as if he hadn't heard Pei Che's words. Xuanyuan Yi didn't return for a long time, and Pei Che continued to ask questions without making fun of himself. After drinking the last sip of tea in the cup, Pei Che got up dashingly and said to Li Ming, who was still waiting for Xuanyuan Yi's reply, "Let's go."
"But..." The general hadn't spoken yet.
"Let's go." Pecher pulled him out of the tent.
Xuanyuanyi was the only one left in the huge tent. His mood was complicated. Was Qing'er forced to send food this time by the court, or was it voluntary? Could he think that she did it for him? Thinking of that smiling face, Xuanyuan Yi shook his head in a self-deprecating manner. When did he become so concerned about gains and losses? No matter what the reason for her doing this time, he should thank her well. As for the matter between him and her, she promised to wait for him, and he also promised to give her the answer.
Xuanyuan Yi's eagle-like eyes are shuttled between the stars and the bright moon. I'm afraid this battle will not end so soon. The treacherous and cunning You Xiao has also become the most difficult enemy he has encountered so far, so that's fine. , I haven't fought a battle so happily in a long time. Turning back to the map of the confrontation between the two armies, Xuanyuan Yi's thoughts also fell into the map, and the moon outside the window was already westward.
The moon is very bright tonight, is it fifteen again? Murong Shuqing stood in front of the courtyard, staring at the bright moon for a long time. The moonlight sprinkled all over the ground, coating the ordinary blue brick with a layer of fluorescence, and even the dead wood that had lost its vitality became soft and charming. No wonder, ancient and modern, all over the world, literati and poets have placed infinite tenderness and praise on this bright moon.
Ziyuan held the shawl, stood behind Murong Shuqing, and said softly, "Miss, it's late at night, you should go to bed earlier too."
Murong Shuqing asked softly, "How is Lu Yi?"
Ziyuan replied: "It's been over for three days, and it should be fine. You haven't rested well for the past three days, so be careful with your body."
"I know, you go to bed first, I'll sleep in a while." Lu Yi was fine, she was relieved, but there should be a lot of such dangers in the future, she began to doubt that she had let Lu Yi and Zi Whether the decision to stay behind is correct.
"Yeah." Ziyuan put the shawl in his hand on Murong Shuqing and quietly retreated.
The purple mandarin duck had just retreated, and a dark shadow appeared later, and he respectfully handed a black secret letter and said, "Master, the secret letter from Fengyulou."
Murong Shuqing quickly took it over, she asked Shen Xiaoyun to investigate, did she have any clues? Walking quickly back to the room, Murong Shuqing read the letter by candlelight.
The few lines of words made Murong Shuqing's already tangled brows knit together tightly.
He really came to join in the fun!
The black carriage was driving on the lively streets, and the clamor on both sides were endless, and the carriage stopped and went. Lu Yi rested for a few days and got better, gently raised a corner of the curtain, curious about the excitement outside. Murong Shuqing also looked out the window, they should have arrived in Rongcheng.
This town must pass through Linfengguan. Because of its good location, the surrounding small villages will come here to go to the market. On both sides of the road, there are houses made of blue bricks, and there are small stalls set up by people in the town.
Seeing that there were some lanterns hanging outside, and people's faces were also filled with warm smiles, Lu Yi couldn't help being infected by such a festive atmosphere, and asked with a smile, "Miss, why is it so lively here?"
"It's the winter solstice today!" Zi Yuan replied with a smile, while putting down the bamboo curtain, so that he could see the outside, and the cold wind would not blow in so directly.
"Winter Solstice?" Murong Shuqing sighed, "Has another year passed?" Before you know it, this is the fourth year. Habitually touching the bracelet on her wrist, does she really have a chance to go back? The figures of father, mother and brothers are so clearly imprinted in my mind, but they are also so far away that they can never be reached.
"Miss, it's here." Zi Yuan's soft call brought Murong Shuqing back to his senses. The carriage stopped, Murong Shuqing nodded lightly and got off the carriage.
In front of a small green brick courtyard, there are more than a dozen people standing in front of the door, all waiting respectfully. This is the property of the Murong family. There are several cloth embroidery workshops and a tea house in the town. At that time, it was considered that this is a major traffic road, with a large flow of people and frequent trade exchanges, so the property was set up here.
A man in commoner clothes, with a sturdy figure, in his early thirties, greeted Murong Shuqing respectfully and said in a loud voice, "Miss, the room is ready, you can have your meal after grooming. "
"Yeah." Murong Shuqing nodded lightly and walked in with him. This person is still like this. When he was a coachman for her back then, he was dressed in common clothes. This voice has not changed for many years. When I heard that he had married a wife two years ago, I thought it would not be so dull, but the result was the same.
After a group of people have finished grooming, it is already the beginning of the lanterns.
When Murong Shuqing, Lu Yi and Zi Yuan walked into the dining room, Mo Can was already sitting there, staring at the sunset devoured by the darkness with his indifferent eyes, his expressionless face made the servants and servants do not know how to deal with it, so they had to stay far away. standing beside.
A table was seated, and the dishes were served quickly. Although they were all home-cooked dishes, they were very delicate and delightful. Murong Shuqing saw Zhou Jing standing beside him with his head bowed and humbly, and said with a smile, "Zhou Jing, let the madam and the children come out to eat as well."
Zhou Jing quickly shook his head and said, "This is impossible."
This Zhou Jing is all good, just a piece of wood, Murong Shuqing still smiled lightly: "Today's festival, there are so many people."
"This—" Zhou Jing looked embarrassed, but still refused to move his feet.
Lu Yi knew his concerns. Since ancient times, the distinction between master and servant, the difference between the noble and the lowly, and the lack of identity, can't even speak, let alone eating at the same table. It's just that this rule is abolished when it reaches the lady.
Lu Yi smiled and persuaded: "Okay, shopkeeper Zhou, don't be embarrassed. Miss is out, so you can let your wife and children come out to accompany her. It's lively and lively."
Zhou Jing was unmoved, and even frowned, he thought about it, and said frankly: "But Zhuo Jing she..."
"Don't be. I've heard of her, but I haven't seen her before. Since she's here, of course I want to meet her. I'm still hungry, go!" Murong Shuqing interrupted his next words with a smile. She had heard of his wife, who was a famous prostitute in Rongcheng. Zhou Jing spent almost everything to redeem her and marry her as his wife. In this folk custom, marrying a prostitute as an official wife is to be laughed at, and some so-called famous people are even called things that spoil the family style. Therefore, many people persuaded him to give up this marriage, or else, as the shopkeeper of his Murong family, marrying that woman as a concubine is not impossible.
It's just that Zhou Jing's tough temper is really stubborn, ignoring everyone's opposition and insisting on marrying that woman as his wife, and offending many people for this. At that time, there were still people who reported to her and asked her to stop Zhou Jing from being "obsessed", which made her laugh or cry.
She neither supported nor opposed it at the time. If Zhou Jing couldn't stand the fear of being spoken of, then it would be a blessing for the woman not to marry him; if his heart was rock solid, no one needed to say anything.
"Okay." Zhou Jing finally nodded and walked towards the backyard. Marrying Mu Er as his wife was the greatest blessing in his life. The reason why he didn't let her come out to greet the young lady was because he was afraid that the young lady would be a rich woman, and he would blame her and wronged her. Since the young lady is not a layman, Zhou Jing hoped that everyone in the world would know how good Mu Er was.
After a while, Zhou Jing came over with a baby still in swaddling hands, followed by a woman in a plain goose-yellow cotton robe. Entering the hall, the woman gracefully walked up to Murong Shuqing, half-kneeled and bowed, "Jing Mu has seen Miss."
Murong Shuqing got up, helped her up, smiled and said, "No need to be more polite." She thought she would never get used to the etiquette of kneeling down.
The woman finally raised her head, and Murong Shuqing took a closer look. She was indeed a beautiful woman. Although she could not be said to be a beautiful woman or a city, her gentle and graceful temperament, delicate and graceful appearance, and graceful demeanor were enough to bear the burden. The beauty said.
As soon as a group of talents took their seats, Lu Yi saw the child in Zhou Jing's arms, and praised: "What a cute baby! Sister Ziyuan, look at you." He couldn't wait to hold it in his arms.
Zi Yuan took a closer look, the child had soft facial features and crystal clear skin, smiling sweetly in Lu Yi's arms, not afraid of life at all, "Shopkeeper Zhou, what's her name?"
"I haven't taken it yet." Zhou Jing shook his head helplessly. His parents died since he was a child, and Mu Er was also fatherless and motherless. He is also a rough person who doesn't know a lot of characters, but Mu Er said that the name should be taken by the master. He was afraid of making a mistake in this baby, so he never dared to choose the name, and glanced at Murong Shuqing who had been smiling at the baby. , Zhou Jing clasped his fists and said sincerely: "Zhou Jing is bold, please give me a name." The lady is a learned and capable person, so it would be better for her to name the baby.
"Me?" Murong Shuqing was taken aback, she didn't know what to name. But the eager and expectant eyes of everyone made Murong Shuqing not sure how to refuse, especially when she met Zhou Jing's simple and honest eyes, she was even more speechless. Forget it, Murong Shuqing nodded and replied, "Okay."
Murong Shuqing took a closer look at the child in Lu Yi's hands again, with clear eyes and strong aura, what's the name? I hope she can keep this pure and beautiful forever, Murong Shuqing thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Call Ruoshui."
Jing Mu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly praised happily: "Shangshan is like water? Good name." Her husband often mentioned to her how capable and outstanding this young lady of the Murong family was. When I saw her for the first time today, I just thought she was a plain-looking, gentle and peaceful woman, except for her indifferent temperament, I couldn't see anything special. Looking at it now, those who think of taking the name of being good as water must have a generous heart and a tough temperament.
Murong Shuqing did not expect that she would understand her meaning so quickly.
"The madam also said she likes it! That's it!" The happiest one is Zhou Jing, whose name was chosen by the young lady. The rare thing is that Mu Er also agrees. I don't know when the baby's name will be taken.
Everyone was happy, and the meal was enjoyable. Zhou Jing suddenly thought that today is the winter solstice, a rare lantern festival, so he suggested: "Miss, there is a lantern festival tonight, it's very lively, would you like to go and see it?"
Lantern Festival? It was nothing more than a few lights and a lot of people. Just as he was about to refuse, he saw that both Lvyi and Ziyuan had their eyes lit up. Murong Shuqing couldn't help laughing, how could she forget that there was no entertainment in this era, especially women, and the brothel was not allowed to go. The lantern fairs, temple fairs, etc., were their rare entertainment time. Lu Yi's body is getting better, so let them go out for a walk.
Murong Shuqing smiled and said, "Okay. I'll go after dinner." Looking at Mo Can, who had been cold and silent, Murong Shuqing smiled and said, "Mo Can, come with you too."
Mo Can's hand holding the chopsticks stopped for a while, and after a long time, he nodded slightly.