"Freshly steamed jujube flower cake—"
The store hawked in a long tone, the shed was full, and every table was filled with jujube cakes and rice porridge, and the white hot air was everywhere. Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun had been sitting in the bustle, eating and drinking for nearly half an hour.
Outside the shed is the street, where peddlers and pawns are so busy, each occupying his or her place to arrange the day's business. After snorting a mouthful of porridge, Huo Linfeng said, "Shopkeeper, have another bowl."
The shopkeeper didn't dare to be negligent, so he hurriedly served them up, and complimented: "General Huo likes the porridge cooked by the grassroots, it's the blessing of the grassroots." He saw it the day the Dingbei Army entered the city, and recognized Huo Linfeng.
Huo Linfeng didn't say much, and continued to drink his porridge with his head bowed. After a while, a tall man entered the shed. There was no empty table, and he stood there helplessly. Rong Luoyun glanced at it, and kindly said, "Sit next to me."
The man thanked him, and sat down on Rong Luoyun's bench, with three pieces of cake and a bowl of porridge, as if he was so hungry that he ate without taking off his bamboo hat. Huo Linfeng said to Rong Luoyun as if no one was around, "Let's go east for a while."
Rong Luoyun responded: "Okay, listen to you."
After he finished speaking, the tall man hid his face under the bamboo hat and said, "You two, be careful of snakes."
Swallowing the last bite of cake, he wiped his mouth, got up and left in a hurry, Huo Linfeng put down a few copper coins, thinking, this Weiren is so brave that he actually asked him to pay.
After eating, Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun walked along the street, heading east, enjoying the prosperity of Chang'an City along the way. Ordinarily, since they arrived in Chang'an, they should go to the palace as soon as possible to face the saint, but they were leisurely, wandering in the street in blue sky and broad daylight.
"Oh, there is no way." Huo Linfeng said, "The emperor is seriously ill and can't manage affairs for the time being, don't be fooled by what elder brother said..." Those were rebellious words, he leaned closer and whispered to Rong Luoyun, "Maybe It's about to collapse."
A hot breath blew by his ears, Rong Luoyun shrank his head to avoid it, and looked around with embarrassment and guilt. This unscrupulous Saibei man, he pushed, and said in a low voice: "The public, please pay attention."
Huo Linfeng was straightforward: "You are not a woman, what are you afraid of?" He argued the fallacy as if it were the truth, "Others only think that I have a good relationship with you, how can they think that on the other level, you have so many broken sleeves?"
Rong Luoyun snorted and said, "Anyway, there are three in Prince Rui's residence, and the two don't match up."
Huo Linfeng choked, and tried to ask what King Rui was doing, and changed the topic: "Meng Tingyuan entered the palace early in the morning, I don't know how he hit the wall."
Now the crown prince is in control of the government, and on the grounds that Emperor Cheng needs to rest, he hardly allows his courtiers to face the saint. Although Meng Tingyuan is the prince, but now, together with Huo Linfeng, he has the evidence that Chen Ruoyin colluded with the barbarians, so it may be even more difficult to see the emperor.
Rong Luoyun was worried: "Wouldn't that be at the mercy of the prince?" Not only worried, but also a little emotional, "Being a prince seems to be an honor, but my father is seriously ill and has no chance to serve his bedside, so he is not as good as ordinary people."
Huo Linfeng said: "Prince Rui has not been favored for many years, and I'm afraid he doesn't really want to serve him."
As they walked and chatted, they passed a stall and stopped sideways to look at the objects on the stall. Huo Linfeng picked up a small violin, the Turkic people's favorite, not Dayong's violin. Since the victory of the battle, many Turkic descendants have flowed into the pass, and various utensils have also been handed over, which is quite new to the common people.
Huo Linfeng was watching the piano, but his peripheral vision was in the crowd in the distance. Rong Luoyun listened carefully for a moment, and said, "Go through the alley ahead, and you will arrive at Fangji in the east."
Putting down the broken silver, Huo Linfeng left with the violin, and turned into the narrow alley with Rong Luoyun. There are three intersections in one alley, and there are stretches of residential houses, like a labyrinth.
After a while, a person turned in, wearing ordinary clothes, but the tiger's mouth was covered with thick calluses, which were left over from years of holding swords. He walked forward in small steps, and when he approached the old tree, a silver line flashed across his eyes.
The pain in the calf bone was severe, and when I lowered my head, I saw a string passing through the calf, and the two ends were trembling leisurely.
Two auras emerged from the quiet alley, and he suddenly looked at the old tree. At this moment, Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun jumped down. Huo Linfeng held the violin with missing strings, and said, "Are you a snake? Which house raised it?"
The man fell to the ground, half of his body twitched in pain, and beads of sweat fell out in a mess. Rong Luoyun walked over and grabbed the opponent's waistband with his probing hands. It was double-layered and tore apart along the edge. Inside was a packet of medicine powder and a small token.
Like the spy he killed in the forest, he came from the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Rong Luoyun stuffed the powder packet into the opponent's mouth, and at the same time held the string, cut the flesh with a blunt knife, and pulled slowly. The man choked and couldn't make a sound, his eyes widened, tears and sweat flowed wildly, and the veins on his neck were about to burst.
When the strings were completely pulled out, a small stream of blood spurted out like a spring, Rong Luoyun's clear voice was exceptionally pleasant, and said, "Go back and tell Thief Chen that the Northern and Southern Shuangshas are here to claim his life."
After finishing speaking, Rong Luoyun returned to Huo Linfeng's side, and the two turned around and walked towards the end of the alley. Gradually, the street ahead is bustling, and hardy birds are squatting on the wall, chirping in the winter sun.
Huo Linfeng picked a thorn: "What are the two evil spirits in the north and the south? It's so vulgar."
Rong Luoyun retorted: "Then you think of something nice, the North and the South?"
Huo Linfeng said: "Why is the south in front of the north? I think it should be called the North and South Shuangsha."
As soon as they walked out of the alley to the street, it was a different world. The two continued to discuss, passing by cloth shops, rouge shops, restaurants, and in the open space, there were also Jianghu people with unique skills performing arts.
Surrounded by constant traffic, Huo Linfeng was striding forward when he bumped into an elder with his shoulder. He stretched out his hand to support him, and said apologetically, "Excuse me, old man, are you okay?"
The other party was wrapped tightly with a thick towel, as if sick and weak, he swayed and held Huo Linfeng's hand steady. "No problem..." he replied, and then walked forward while stroking his chest.
Huo Linfeng glanced at Rong Luoyun and said, "I'm thirsty, go have a cup of tea."
Rong Luoyun understood and didn't say much, followed the other party into the tea house facing the street, to a small alone room, the door closed, Huo Linfeng flipped his hand to reveal a note, which was handed to him by the old man just now.
Unfolding it lightly, he read: "If you want to weave Shu brocade robes, you have to get ramie clothes. You can't wear them, and you should use them as wages."
If the note fell into someone else's hands, it wouldn't be enough to see anything, but Huo Linfeng knew this, and the person in Chang'an City who said this to him was Shen Wenwen.
That day, Rong Luoyun entrusted the secret letter, and now that they are coming to Chang'an, they should indeed meet up. Rong Luoyun still remembered that when the Mid-Autumn Festival happened, Shen Wenwen solved a game of broken chess alone, and what he said in his mouth was: where can my old man leave me? As the years go by, the mud sells the bones...
More than ten years have passed, but the old friend has never been forgotten.
Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun drank tea silently and lingered until noon, when the people in the city went home for dinner, the streets finally became quiet. They left from the teahouse, walked separately, followed the dark alley to the same destination, and arrived at the Taifu's mansion not long after.
It was still the same courtyard as last time, except that the nasturtiums inside the white jade railings had withered. Beside the railings, the housekeeper of the Shen residence waited for a long time. It was the old man who collided with Huo Linfeng.
When Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun Feiyan appeared, the steward said: "General Huo, Mr. Rong, my master is waiting for you two in the hall."
They were ushered into the room, sat in the front seat, Shen Wendao was dressed in plain cotton clothes, without the appearance of an official, when he saw them coming, he got up and greeted them, clasped his hands, and said: "General Huo, let's meet again."
Huo Linfeng hurriedly supported him: "Master Shen is polite, I should thank you." He was referring to the submission of the secret letter, if Chen Ruoyin hadn't been restrained in time, a lot of trouble might have arisen.
Shen Wenwen said: "The only thing I can do is this. The one who really restrains the traitor and contributes to the survival of the country is the Marquis of Dingbei."
A good general died in battle, and his loyal ministers regretted it. Huo Linfeng felt a little speechless when he was grateful for Shen Wendao's care. Shen Wen asked past him to look back, Rong Luoyun stood there with his head lowered restrainedly.
"Master Rong?" Shen asked.
Rong Luoyun nodded nervously: "Master Shen." He suddenly felt something strange. At that time when he sent the secret letter, Shen asked if he didn't know his identity, and now that he entered Chang'an without revealing it, how did the other party know his surname Rong
Huo Linfeng also thought of this, and asked, "Master Shen, do you know him?"
Shen asked and said: "Young master covered his face when delivering the secret letter, so I naturally didn't know. During the period when I was keeping the secret letter, I contacted the dog Shen Zhou, and he guessed that it was Master Rong who did it."
Rong Luoyun once went to Hanzhou to look for Shen Zhou, at that time Shen Zhou concluded that Rong Luoyun would definitely go north.
After not returning to Jiangnan for a long time, Huo Linfeng couldn't help but inquire: "Master Shen, how is Mr. Shen?" He knew that he had helped Hanzhou during the disaster, and Shen Zhou would repay his kindness, and he would help pay attention to the movement of Xiganling .
Shen asked and answered: "The dog is well. During the battle in Saibei, people from all corners of the country gathered in Xiganling and joined forces to besiege everyone in Bufan Palace." Afraid that Rong Luoyun would be worried, he immediately comforted, "The fight lasted for nearly five days, but fortunately it was suppressed. .”
Rong Luoyun breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes slightly, and found that Shen Wendao was staring at him, he was a little timid, and looked away as if nothing had happened.
The three of them discussed in the room, the emperor, the prime minister, and the crown prince, all of them did not shy away from the various situations that would follow, and took their hearts out. Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun shouldn't stay for a long time, so they got up and asked Shen Wen to leave at about two o'clock.
Huo Linfeng said: "Master Shen, there is no need to see him off, just stop."
Shen Wenwen agreed, watched the two juniors leave, and when he was about to leave the house, he couldn't help shouting: "Mr. Rong—" His voice was depressing and desolate, "When sending the secret letter, you said that the old man has gone, tell me not to leave." Thanks again."
Rong Luoyun's back trembled slightly, Shen Wen looked at it, and asked, "How do you know that I miss my old friend?"
Beyond the eaves was a piece of sky, Rong Luoyun looked up and refused to look back. He continued to walk outside, and said faintly: "When the sky is clear, I will come from the main entrance, and then I will openly talk about my past with my lord."
In an instant, Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun left.
Shen Wenwen hurried to the door, holding onto the door frame to stand still, the draft was blowing back and forth, he looked at the empty courtyard, and did not move for a long while.
The butler came to serve him: "Master, take care of the cold."
Shen Wenwen didn't match the preface and said: "The young swallow has grown up, thank God for his mercy."
Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun returned to Prince Rui's mansion. It was nearly dusk, and Prince Rui hadn't returned yet, so he didn't know what was going on in the palace. They didn't go back to the Zing Garden, they waited in the main hall, ready to discuss the trial of Azhatai.
Holding hot tea, Rong Luoyun said, "The attack on Bufan Palace must have damaged many disciples."
Huo Linfeng said: "This time is different from the past, Hu Feng will definitely lead troops to help, don't worry too much."
As soon as he finished speaking, the butler lifted the curtain and came in, reporting: "Young Master Rong, someone outside the house is looking for you."
Rong Luoyun put down his cup, he never revealed his identity in front of others, who would come to see him? Who would know that he was staying in Prince Rui's Mansion? "Who is it?" He asked suspiciously, "What's the other party's name?"
The butler replied, "He said his name is Lu Zhun."
Rong Luoyun said in surprise: "The third child is here!"
Outside Prince Rui's mansion, Lu Zhun was wearing blue clothes, a beaded white gauze robe, and a cloak with a rabbit fur collar, under which two scimitars were hidden. He paced back and forth, thinking to himself, how could he be so slow-witted.
Turning around, he saw a fragrant car BMW approaching, Lu Zhun recognized that this was the prince's traveling team. The carriage stopped in front of the door, Meng Tingyuan stepped on the stool to get out of the car, climbed up the steps, and saw Lu Zhun when he got outside the door.
Who dares to patrol in front of the palace, Meng Tingyuan asked: "You are?"
Lu Zhun looked at his good clothes and boots, and the jade pendant on his waist was even more dazzling, and asked, "Are you the third prince?"
Meng Tingyuan frowned and said nothing, looking at the other party like a prisoner, Lu Zhun thought he was acquiescing, laughed, and clasped his fists with both hands and said: "The third prince is polite!" Taking half a step closer, covering his face with his palms, he whispered, "I am the third prince of the extraordinary palace. Palace Master, Lu Zhun."
Suddenly, Meng Tingyuan grabbed Lu Zhun's wrist with a hint of anger: "Where did you get the jade ring on your hand?"
Lu Zhun was taken aback: "My second brother gave it to me, what are you doing?"
Meng Tingyuan ordered in a deep voice: "Take it off and return it to me."
Only the little god of wealth has always robbed others, and this is the first time he has been robbed, even the prince. Lu Zhun broke away: "My second brother gave it to me, it's mine, why should I give it to you?!"
Meng Ting was angry: "This is my ring."
Lu Zhun said: "Huh! Have you engraved your name? There is a plant of grass engraved on it. The grass grows on the land. My name is Lu Zhun, and this ring is mine. If the third prince pesters you again, I will sue you for plundering the people!" "
Nonsense, all nonsense! Meng Tingyuan was furious, but even more sad. The things he prepared for Rong Luoyun's eighteenth birthday, he was looking forward to seeing each other every day. When he met, he gave it away, but it was given to someone who had nothing to do with it.
During this daze, the unreasonable boy ran into the mansion, shouted "Second Brother" and ran away.
Meng Tingyuan hated, what a Tang Heng...
That side is a good brother from Saibei, and this side is a good brother from Jiangnan!