Being praised is not always fun.
Miss Jun was indifferent.
Lu Yunqi is not a person who is good at complimenting people, and this is because it involves Miss Jun's feelings.
Ning Yunzhao treated Miss Jun like this, of course not because of her appearance, but to see the inner soul through her appearance.
"People who can read and write are better than me," he said.
Miss Jun looked at him.
"You are so humble." She said sincerely.
Lu Yunqi looked at her, not exploring her sarcasm, let alone being annoyed by it.
"Let's eat," he said, reaching out to pinch her face.
They still do these days.
She didn't back down, and he didn't back up either, they stood silently.
After feeding her, Lu Yunqi will eat his own.
"Everyone knows that Chengguo Guild will flee to the Northland." He chatted casually, "It's very interesting, both of them are very confident."
Strictly speaking, that should not be regarded as escape. For Cheng Guogong, it is more appropriate to return.
He came to the capital because he wanted to see it, not because he was forced by the emperor, and it was not like he was fleeing if he wanted to leave.
Miss Jun was silent for a moment.
"The Northland has never belonged to someone. If someone thinks so, there must be a lesson." She said.
Lu Yunqi put down the bowl and chopsticks.
"It has nothing to do with us." He said blankly.
Miss Jun looked at him.
"It has nothing to do with you." She said with a serious and stubborn expression.
She and he are no longer friends.
Lu Yunqi looked at her and smiled, and asked the maid to take away the bowls and chopsticks.
"Get up and walk, I'll soak your feet later." He said.
When Lu Yunqi came back these two days, he would untie the restraints on Miss Jun's feet and let her walk around the room so as not to feel uncomfortable after sitting for a long time.
Miss Jun didn't try to run out, because that was a completely unnecessary attempt.
With the release of the restraint, she got up and paced slowly, with a calm expression and steady steps, walking slowly round and round, as if she was not in a small room, but in the courtyard where she lived in Yangcheng or Beijing.
Lu Yunqi lit the lights, sat aside and flipped through the documents and newspapers he brought, and talked to Miss Jun about the things in the newspaper from time to time, just like before, but of course Miss Jun would not respond.
He has been doing this for the past few days.
Miss Jun stopped,
"Lu Yunqi," she said.
Lu Yunqi looked up at her, although his expression was dull under the lamp, but maybe it was because of his eyes that made his face look soft.
"It won't be the same as before." Miss Jun said, "I've already died once."
Lu Yunqi hummed.
"So you won't die a second time," he said.
"Don't deceive yourself, you are not the real King of Hades, you can't decide other people's life and death." Miss Jun said, "The life and death you think you can decide is actually controlled by others."
Lu Yunqi nodded.
"You're right." He said, putting down the newspaper in his hand, "Are you tired from walking? Let me soak your feet."
He does not accept, respond or discuss this topic.
Then there is nothing to talk about between her and him.
Miss Jun watched him return to indifference.
…
For the officers and soldiers in the Northland, walking for a day and a night is a common thing. No one will feel tired. Those who feel tired are already dead. Compared with dying, it is better to live a little tired.
The night was already dark, and in the desolate winter night, horseshoes were trampling, and torches spread across the land like long snakes and went straight to a city.
In the heavily guarded and inspected Northland, the gates of this city are wide open at this time, groups of people are galloping in, and groups of people are also galloping out, noisy and noisy everywhere.
The men and horses who had just entered the city with torches ran straight to a mansion, where the gate was also opened and the lights were brightly lit as if it were daytime.
A general got off his horse, the armor on his body rattled, and strode inward with the sound.
Civil servants walked by from time to time in the courtyard, and the soldiers stood in front of the official hall. Inside, there was a man in a general's robe.
At this time, the night was dark, and he didn't feel tired at all. He looked at the sand table in front of him with bright eyes, and listened to the instructions of the generals around him.
"Uncle." The general stepped into the hall and saluted.
Qing Hebo looked up at him.
"General Wei." He nodded and said, "You came very quickly."
The man called General Wei saluted again.
"The last general dare not disobey his orders." He said.
Qing Hebo looked at the other general.
"Since General Wei is here, let his troops go to the Yongjing Army, and you take your men to Jiaohe," he said.
The general responded yes.
General Wei hesitated to speak.
"General Wei has had a hard journey, go down and rest." Uncle Qing He said without raising his head.
General Wei thanked him, but still stood still.
The generals in the room were either talking in low voices or looking at Uncle Qing He, seemingly unaware that there was an extra person in the room.
General Wei stood here with a complicated expression, his face was cloudy and uncertain under the torch.
Of course he knew that this meant that he was not welcome here, and his footsteps turned to go backwards, but he stopped at the next moment.
"Uncle." He gritted his teeth and said.
Uncle Qing He looked at him, and the other generals also looked at him, as if everyone was surprised that he was still here.
"Is General Wei anything else?" Qing Hebo asked.
"Uncle, the recent transfers are a bit frequent." General Wei said, "I heard that many soldiers and horses have been re-deployed."
"Yes, this is the re-armament after the uncle's inspection. Didn't I tell you all?" A general said with a bit of arrogance, and frowned again, "Why, do you need any reason to mobilize the generals?"
There will be orders, and the officers and soldiers will obey them. Naturally, they cannot ask why.
Uncle Qing He raised his hand to stop the general.
"What's General Wei's opinion?" he asked.
"Uncle, the general feels that it is inconvenient to re-arm so frequently and on a large scale at this time." General Wei said, "Especially in places where the border defense is critical, the soldiers and horses here are very familiar with the Jin people, such a sudden change of defense, I'm afraid it's inconvenient for everyone..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a general.
"What's inconvenient?" He raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't it inconvenient for you to be lazy?"
Although the temper is tolerant, no general is willing to hear the word lazy, which is as humiliating as calling them cowards.
"General Zhang." General Wei shouted, "What do you mean?"
"What do I mean?" Zhang Shenjiang sneered. "What I mean is that you don't need to teach Uncle how to march and set up an army. When Uncle was dealing with the Jin people in the Northland, you were still feeding the horses."
General Wei's face turned red.
"The last general doesn't mean that." He said, as a general, he was not good at words.
Qing Hebo looked at him.
"General Wei is unwilling to transfer?" He asked.
"Uncle, it's not that the general doesn't want to be transferred, but it seems that the general is not for defense, but for..." General Wei said, gritted his teeth and took a step forward, "Withdraw the defense and divide the troops and power."
The atmosphere in the room was suddenly solemn, and Qing Hebo's complexion gradually turned cold.
Having said that, General Wei is no longer afraid.
"...Moreover, many generals have been accused of crimes, arrested and dismissed recently. Uncle, these people, and those of us who have been transferred all have a similarity, and everyone knows it well." He said with a flushed face.
Qing Hebo let out a voice neither happy nor angry.
"What do you know?" he said.
General Wei looked up at him.
"Uncle, you are taboo that we are the direct descendants of Duke Cheng, and we can understand if you want to suppress us." He gritted his teeth and said, "But please don't do it at this time, otherwise you will mess up the stitches and let the Jin people take advantage of it." machine."
When his words fell, the generals in the room were in an uproar.
"Wei Shunqing, what the hell are you talking about?"
"Damn, what nonsense."
Everyone cursed one after another, and stepped forward to grab General Wei even more violently.
"Is this how Cheng Guogong manages the army? Is this your famous military might? Disobey the transfer order, and dare to slander the superior." He scolded.
The hall became noisy and chaotic.
"Shut up." Uncle Qinghe said, stopping everyone's quarrel, he looked at General Wei, "You are right, my purpose of mobilizing defenses this time is indeed to suppress you, close generals of Duke Cheng. .”