Guo De looked at Yuchi Feng: "General, this, picking flowers?"
Yuchi Feng also felt something was strange, but when he looked at the flowers all over the mountains, his mood calmed down. He couldn't help but think of his beloved wife who loved flowers, and his face showed rare tenderness in the sunlight: "Madam also loves flowers, so let's pick some and take them back." After saying that, he walked into the flower field.
Yuchi Feng had picked them all, so naturally the others followed him.
"Only pick the white flowers!" Guo De instructed again.
"Hey, we came here with so much fanfare, but in the end we're just picking flowers here?" The soldiers couldn't help but make fun of their day.
"We agreed to have a picnic in the morning, but we were not allowed to bring any wine or meat. In the end, we are picking flowers here..." Some people felt aggrieved.
"Stop talking nonsense! Go home early after picking them." Guo Gang found a white flower, bent down and reached out his hand, and with a "snap", he easily broke the branch. He had been holding a knife all his life, but today he was picking flowers.
But when he picked up the white flower, he was stunned! For some reason, Guo Gang felt as if something was missing and became relaxed, and an inexplicable sense of ease and joy surged in his heart.
He stood up blankly and looked at the others. The others were also holding white flowers in their hands, standing in a daze for a long time in the mountain breeze. They stood blankly in the flower field, as if they had instantly turned into stone sculptures, standing quietly on the mountain top, watching the clouds roll and the sea turn into mulberry fields.
Yuchi Feng also had a white flower in his hand. He stared at it blankly, and the relaxed feeling just now made him pay special attention. After experiencing the strangeness of this day, and remembering what Lian Youyou said just now that picking flowers would be good for them, he smelled a hint of mystery.
He held the white flower in his hand and walked to Lian Youyou: "What is the origin of this flower?"
Lian Youyou raised the corners of her lips: "Do you feel like something is missing from your body, and something is extra in your heart?"
Yuchi Feng was stunned.
Lin Tingjun, who was lying on the side, raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes and looked at the white flowers in Yuchi Feng's hand. The white flowers were like lotus, swaying gently in the wind, bringing with them wisps of fragrance.
Lian Youyou closed her eyes and pretended to sleep: "As for me, I'm actually very annoyed by those Buddhist words, but since you asked, take a look at what your subordinates are doing?"
Yuchi Feng looked sideways again and saw that his subordinates were still picking flowers. He turned back and half-knelt in front of Lian Youyou: "They are still picking flowers."
"Are you really picking them? Why do I feel like you're putting them down?" Lian Youyou raised the corners of her lips, still without opening her eyes.
Yuchi Feng was slightly startled and turned around to look again. Under the blue sky and white clouds, his subordinates bent down one by one and lowered their arms...
Lin Tingjun also sat up and looked at the soldiers who were bending over to pick flowers. After Lian Youyou's revelation, they picked the flowers but put them down.
Let go of a little dust, and in return you will get a wisp of fragrance. The blood in your body will be slowly purified in the fragrance of the white flowers.
"Picking flowers is good for you~~Good~~~" Lian Youyou repeated again, opened her eyes and turned to look at Lin Tingjun, "You really don't want to pick them?"
Lin Tingjun glanced at her, lay down again, said nothing, and went to sleep. He was so hungry and too lazy to move.
"Tsk." Lian Youyou rolled her eyes at him, then smiled and looked at Yuchi Feng who was walking towards the flower field again.
The mountain breeze blew up the hems of the clothes of these soldiers who had fought bravely on the battlefield. In their hands were no longer steel knives, but pure and fragrant white flowers.
The sun gradually set, and there was a pile of white flowers in front of Lian Youyou.
There was no trace of annoyance on the soldiers' faces, instead there was only laughter.
Guo Gang also picked a bunch of flowers and went home to coax his wife. He no longer had the irritability he had when he came, but instead had more of a childlike innocence.
Only Yuchi Feng looked anxiously in the direction where Yuchi Shaolang had left, pacing back and forth, looking like a father who was worried that his son would become a monk and never return.
"Where is their cave? I'll go and take a look." Yuchi Feng said impatiently.
Lian Youyou stuffed the flowers into her sleeves one by one, but her sleeves didn't bulge. She answered slowly, "Don't worry, it will be here soon."
As he was talking, a familiar white figure ran over from a distance. Yuchi Feng smiled with relief. But the white wolf was no longer there, and he felt a little sad.
Yuchi Shaolang was carrying a small cloth bag, which was old and looked like a swaddling cloth that women used to wrap their children in. He ran in front of Yuchi Feng, but his face was turned to Lian Youyou.
Lian Youyou knew he was looking at her, so she stuffed the last flower into her sleeve and stood up to tell Yuchi Feng: "General, the gauze on his eyes can only be removed after 49 days. Please take care of it. It is better to remove it late than too early. If you remove it too early, all your efforts will be wasted."
Yuchi Feng looked nervous. He took note of it carefully in his heart and repeated it silently for 49 days. This concerned his precious son's eyes and he could not forget it.
He clasped his fists towards Lian Youyou, with a hint of respect in his eyes: "I am fortunate to meet Miss Lian today. I hope to see you again in the future." Lian Youyou looks like a woman, but her way of doing things is as unrestrained as a man. She is truly an extraordinary woman he has ever met in his life.
"Wait a minute." Suddenly, Lin Tingjun stood up like a lazy guy. He Shiqi and others looked at him curiously.
Lin Tingjun came to Yuchi Feng with an indifferent look: "I don't care about official affairs. But the old general and my master are good friends regardless of age difference, so I have something important to tell you."
"Friends?!" Guo Gang was confused behind Yuchi Feng, "Strange, aren't all the eight gates of the Imperial Palace under the control of the old fox, Left Prime Minister Fu Kun? When did Fu Kun become friends with my old general?"
Guo De thought for a moment and whispered to Guo Gang: "You forgot, I don't even bother to say this is the ninth gate. You and I may not know the mystery of the nine gates, but the general knows. This ninth gate must not be under the control of Fu Kun."
Guo Gang suddenly realized. Although he was a rough man, he could be meticulous sometimes, and he knew that this was not the time to ask detailed questions.
"Oh! You're too lazy to talk so much at once, it must be something important." Lian Youyou winked at the side, "General Yuchi, you must listen carefully."
Lin Tingjun was slightly displeased when Lian Youyou came up to him, and frowned and pursed his lips. "Let's talk business, you country girl, get out of here."
Yuchi Feng stopped joking and was too lazy to say anything. He looked at him seriously and said, "Brother, please speak."
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, which made Guo De and Guo Gang worried.
Lin Tingjun said slowly: "When you go back this time, Lord Wang Yi will recommend you as the governor of Liangzhou on the grounds that you have made great contributions in refuting rumors, and will transfer you away from Qinzhou."
"What?! Let our general go to Liangzhou?!" Guo Gang jumped up, "Isn't it a meritorious service?!"
"This is called a promotion in name only and a demotion in reality~~~" Guo De was calmer than Guo Gang. He was also Yuchi Feng's adviser and knew some military tactics.
Yuchi Feng's eyebrows were knitted tightly together, and his face was gloomy. That fat guy really wanted to touch him!
Everyone was silent for a moment, looking only at their own general.
"Liangzhou is great!" Just when everyone was frowning, Lian Youyou applauded.
Everyone looked at her in confusion. What? She actually said that Liangzhou, a poor and impoverished place, was a good place? Was she going to start fooling people again? (To be continued)