Yongxu was sent by someone from Wu Jie, and she was accompanied by a clever maid. She was placed in a room and sat down. She was very beautiful, and her hair was styled into the popular unmarried woman's hairstyle at that time, which was a high concentric bun. She has six gold hairpins, an exquisite ivory comb behind her head, a pair of butterfly emerald rings, plum blossoms on her forehead, bright eyes, white teeth, and peach cheeks and red lips. She wears a rose-red Sichuan brocade cotton mattress. , the lower body is wearing a red Ruyi peony Shu brocade dress, the whole body is full of jewels, very charming.
Yue Pengju came in and sat down opposite her: "The official is Yue Pengju. The young lady has traveled thousands of miles to come to Elong Town. I am very grateful to you."
Yong Xu had been thinking about Yue Pengju's appearance along the way, but when she saw him come in, her heart was pounding. After just one glance, he turned out to be ten times more heroic than she imagined, and she whispered softly: "Happy, Mr. Yue."
Yue Pengju took a look at her, but he saw that she was dressed luxuriously and behaved delicately. She was completely different from his wife. He said sincerely: "Although the official is the envoy of Xuanfu, the mountains and rivers have not been restored, and the two saints have not returned. Dare to have fun, follow the example of the ancestors and worry about the world first, and dare not forget about it day and night. My wife and I usually only wear common clothes and eat rice and wild vegetables. We rarely have white flour, pork, etc. I wonder if the young lady can share the joys and sorrows with the whole family when I go to war? , My wife, Mrs. Hua, will advance and retreat together with me, and I have to leave the young lady alone to take care of her loneliness. I wonder if the young lady is willing?"
His question was something that Yong Xu had never thought of. She originally came because she admired the young hero, and she knew that Yue Pengju was a high-ranking envoy and had a high position of power. What she was planning on doing was that even if To be a concubine is to be a member of the general's family. Moreover, with one's own beauty, being the much-loved concubine of a contemporary famous general is not a waste of one's youth.
However, after hearing Yue Pengju's words, I couldn't help but feel cold. I thought that it was not easy to be his wife and concubine. His wife went to the battlefield and his concubine stayed in the empty house. Moreover, there was no such thing as glory and wealth.
She was a smart girl. She had already observed this simple house while sitting in meditation. It was absolutely destitute. Then she looked at the clothes Yue Pengju was wearing, which was a burlap jacket. It was very simple. She immediately understood that what he said was true.
When she was young, she was holding Prince Charming and Hua Qian Yuexia. How could she be willing to be a concubine who stayed alone in an empty house and lived a bitter and cold life? But he didn't know how to answer Yue Pengju, so he just hummed in panic.
When Yue Pengju heard her voice like this, he continued: "Since I don't think so, how can I dare to delay my youth? Please take your leave from now on."
After he finished speaking, he left the room.
When they came out, Yu Peng and others were talking with the two veterans who had sent Yong Xu here.
Yue Pengju asked someone to take out 10 copper coins and give them to the veteran, and then said: "I have a letter written by my official. Please bring it to Mr. Wu to express my gratitude to him for his kindness."
The veterans were ordered to come, but seeing that Yong Xu had no intention of staying, they naturally did not dare to say anything more and then left.
After everyone left, Yue Pengju breathed a sigh of relief.
Yu Peng and others were relieved to see him. They had never seen Yue Pengju so nervous when something happened. They teased him: "Ms. Yue, this little lady is so beautiful. Why did you get rid of the beauty that came to your door? Be careful and regret it..."
Yue Peng wiped his sweat and laughed: "Who can be more beautiful than my wife?"
When Yu Peng and others saw that he actually praised his wife, they all laughed. They had never known that Yue Pengju had such a side, and they all said, "Is it because you are afraid that your wife will come back and make the roar of the Hedong Lion?"
"Haha, Mr. Yue is also henpecked..."
"Guess, everyone, if Mr. Yue really takes a concubine, what will happen when his wife comes back?"
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Yue Pengju chuckled: "So what if I'm henpecked? If I really take a concubine at home, my wife will not only chop me down, but also you guys. If I accuse you of abetting, will you be able to escape? Alas, I really miss Madam..."
Everyone was dumbfounded, only to realize that this famous general who had been victorious in every battle was indeed a "henpecked" one!
On this day, Hua Rong anxiously waited for news about the envoy. She no longer dared to go to the post house. Only Zhang Xian and others went out to inquire, but they heard that Yu Wenxuzhong was "visiting" at the Prince's Mansion. Then, No other news.
She was helpless, but there was no news from Zhahe. The most worrying thing was that Zhang Xian and Liu Qi, who went out to inquire about the news in the afternoon, did not come back either.
She was alone in the palace, and gradually she couldn't sit still.
Apart from meeting him once on the night of the Shooting Willow Festival, Jin Wushu had no idea where he had gone. There was no trace of him these days. In the palace, there were only two stout maids serving him, sweeping, cooking and so on.
She suspected that these two people were spies planted by Jin Wushu. The two maids did not understand Chinese, and she did not want to say anything more, so she had no one to talk to all day long.
In the evening, the moon rose.
Hua Rong wandered outside Jin Wushu's "palace". She had never really paid attention to the scenery of this place for many days since she came here. She was upset that night, and only when she walked alone did she discover the different scenery of this foreign country.
The entire palace is surrounded by lush trees and flowers, and a high stone wall separates it from the hillside behind. An avenue of beech trees is like a dark green barrier. Then, there is an unnamed evergreen tree on both sides.
Hua Rong walked along the path in the middle. At this time, the moonlight had just risen, and its clear light shone on a relatively open area. Hua Rong followed the moonlight and walked to a few wild flower beds on a slightly higher ground to stop. It is the fragrance mixed with wild roses, mugwort, grass and other wild flowers and plants in spring.
She sat down on a wooden stake, feeling very upset. The Queen Mother could not leave, and the Queen could not be rescued. She was on a mission to the Kingdom of Jin. Apart from trapping herself, what other meaning could there be
The longing for Yue Pengju became stronger and stronger in my heart. The sweet feeling of newlyweds, even if the couple had a simple meal and old clothes, was far better than being in this palace, facing a table of exotic fish and meat.
She sat for a long time, and in her ears, she could hear the song of a nightingale in the woods in late spring, followed by a rich fragrance drifting in the wind.
She was surprised by the fragrance and slowly stood up. Under the cold moonlight, silently, a branch of a wild thorn fruit stretched out in front of her.
She was startled, but saw the person standing in front of her, dressed in white Hanfu, like a scholar rushing for the exam, and wearing a familiar Dongpo turban on his head.
Then, the fruit-laden branch moved a little closer to her, almost lying across her nose, carrying a sweet spring fragrance.
She didn't answer, but he smiled and said nothing, and continued to wander, sometimes lifting up the wild thorn fruit branch to look at it, sometimes bending down to look at the clusters of wild roses in front, or lifting up a red flower to put on it. Smell its fragrance with your nose, or look at the first dewdrops on the petals under the moonlight.
A large flying insect flew past him and seemed to land on Hua Rong's shoulder. It stopped. He stretched out his hand as if to catch it gently, but the insect flew away in an instant.
Hua Rong looked at him coldly.
He still didn't take it seriously, put the wild thorn fruit next to him, sat down on a thick wooden stake, and pointed to another wooden stake, gesturing for Hua Rong to sit down.
Hua Rong still stood there, looking at him coldly.
He smiled and took out a flute-like instrument from his arms, but it was definitely not a flute instrument. It might be a special instrument of their nation. However, the songs he played were lingering and not as rough and original as the white mountains and black waters:
There are creeping grasses in the wild and a few dews.
There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful.
We meet each other by chance, just as I wish.
There are creeping grasses in the wild, and there is no dew.
There is a beautiful person, as graceful as clear air.
We meet each other by chance, and we meet each other by chance.
This is the wild vine in the Book of Songs. It tells the story of a green vine growing in the wilderness. I met a beautiful girl by chance, which was exactly what I wanted.
The melody is very lingering and graceful, with a gentle and cold atmosphere under such moonlight.
Hua Rong looked at his clothes in disbelief, at the flute in his hand, and then at the moonlight in the sky and the earth. What was Jin Wushu doing? Zhang Sheng, who is waiting for the moon in the West Wing? The young master who failed in the exam
Not the murderous commander-in-chief of the Jin Kingdom’s southern invasion
She suddenly laughed: "Jin Wushu, where are my two guards? Have you killed them?"
"Hua Rong, you are such a letdown! Why bother talking about all the fighting and killing on such a beautiful day?"
Hua Rong stared at him carefully, as if it was the first time she saw him.
In fact, this person chose the wrong industry. Instead of being a marshal who will achieve great success, he should be an actor and ensure that he acts like what he wants.
Jin Wushu finally stood up and walked in front: "Haha, Hua Rong, I'm back."
It was like a man returning home talking to his wife with a familiar tone.
Hua Rong still stood there and said stubbornly: "Where are my two guards?"
"I don't like them being an eyesore, so I let them rest in my mansion for the night and put them back tomorrow."
Hua Rong suddenly took a step back, looked at him warily, then turned and left.
He took a step forward and quickly took her hand. He was so strong that she couldn't struggle and was pulled into the house by him.
In late spring in the North, the nights were still cold. The stove had already been lit in the room, which was neat and clean. There were a few side dishes and a pot of shochu on the table. The two maids retired and closed the door.
Eight thick candles were lit in the four corners of the room.
Hua Rong sat cross-legged opposite, with a faint fragrance exuding under the bright candlelight. She was familiar with this fragrance. She had seen it for the first time as early as when she was in Liujia Temple. It was a tribute candle that was only available in the Song Dynasty court. There are also Such a candlestick is made of pure gold, with a flying dragon carved on it, as exquisite as a handicraft.