It was obviously raining, but the two of them kept pace and walked in no hurry.
When passing Miao Cang Terrace, a ruthless cold wind blows, Huo Linfeng tilts the oil-paper umbrella to get closer to help Rong Luoyun withstand the bullying cold wind and cold rain.
However, after three or two steps, Rong Luoyun twisted his wrist silently and straightened the umbrella.
Huo Linfeng tilted a little more, Rong Luoyun pinched him again, he tilted back again, Rong Luoyun pinched him again. After repeating this, he tossed and walked quickly to the Qianji Hall, he couldn't bear it and said: "Palace Master, your wrist was twisted by you."
Rong Luoyun said: "Then be honest and don't move."
When the edge of the umbrella tilted, Huo Linfeng immediately moved dishonestly. Although his actions were provocative, his words were helpless: "This will cover you better, why don't you tell me to move?"
Rong Luoyun said, "You got drenched over there."
Huo Linfeng turned his face and looked down, half of his arm was exposed from the umbrella, and was beaten layer by layer by the rain. He was really unexpected. The other party corrected him again and again because he didn't want him to get wet.
"It doesn't matter to me, the left and right sides are already soaked." He said, suddenly wanting to confirm something, "Master, have you been waiting for me behind the sub-door?"
Rong Luoyun replied: "It can't be said that it has been a long time, it's just arrived."
Huo Linfeng stared at the lamp: "Oh?" The red candle inside was about to burn out, obviously it had been lit for a long time. He asked reluctantly, "Did you really just arrive?"
Rong Luoyun was silent for a moment, and said, "It's only a cup of tea."
Huo Linfeng became more and more disbelieving: "A cup of tea? Or a pot of tea?"
Rong Luoyun said annoyed: "Forget it, an hour."
This is still believable, but Huo Linfeng added a few words: "It is troublesome for the palace master to tell the truth. I will find out when I go back to Qianji Hall and ask the disciples on duty." It was just sarcasm, he didn't intend to really go Ask others.
Unexpectedly, when he was about to reach Wumingju, with a click, Rong Luoyun broke the lamp handle, and admitted in a low voice: "Youshi is waiting."
Huo Linfeng held up the umbrella in disbelief, waiting for Youshi? From Youshi to Choushi, you waited for four full hours? His thin lips moved slightly: "Palace master..." It was the first time he whispered to someone so tenderly.
Rong Luoyun said coldly: "Do you think I'm waiting for you? What I'm waiting for is the news you brought back." He lowered his head and clasped the rotten bamboo handle in his hands, "If you ask me any more questions, I'll take you as well." Break it with one punch."
Having reached the nameless residence, Huo Linfeng shut up obediently and followed him into the door.
After stepping on a pile of gravel to the corridor, Rong Luoyun took off his shoes and socks, and stepped onto the floor barefoot, Huo Linfeng closed his umbrella to do the same, and put his black boots next to the other's white silk shoes.
His whole body was icy, and the soles of his feet felt warm when they touched the ground. He stood still, and the rain dripped when he moved a little, for fear that Rong Luoyun would ask him to wipe the ground. The head can be broken and the blood can bleed, so it is absolutely impossible to do maid work.
Rong Luoyun didn't know that he was being slandered, and he didn't take off his cloak, so he lit the candles inside and outside first. He went into the house and found three or five cloth towels and a blanket, and walked out with a big ball, throwing them at the other party.
No matter how careful the caring told him to do it like this, there was only fierceness left.
"Thank you for the palace master's shirt." Satisfied, Huo Linfeng took off the crown, removed the shirt, wiped it, and finally put on the blanket. Finally bid farewell to the cold night, and saw a food box on the ground, and suddenly felt hungry again.
He claimed credit: "Palace Master, I'm hungry."
Rong Luoyun retaliated and sarcastically said: "It's so pitiful." He didn't have dinner with the food box into the living room, "Look at that bum, I'll come here to reward you."
Huo Linfeng's heart suddenly became sour, as if soaked in rain. It turns out that this is what it feels like to be ridiculed, a little embarrassed, a little annoying, and even a little bit uncontrollable, he simply couldn't bear it, and laughed out loud.
The two sat at the table facing each other, and the dishes were quite rich, such as roasted duck with shad fish, boiled white balls and tender greens, but there was only a bowl of millet rice. Rong Luoyun put the rice in the middle for the two of them to eat together.
After all, it is the young master of the Hou Mansion, and if he is not careful, he will reveal his precious nature. Huo Linfeng took a mouthful of fish maw and smacked: "It may be cold, it is not fresh enough." He also tasted the roast duck, "The meat is not easy to break, it is too old to cook. .”
Rong Luoyun drank a cup of hot tea to nourish his heart, and advised himself not to get angry.
When he probed for food, the tips of the two chopsticks touched, and Huo Linfeng remembered the situation he was in. I've already said the nonsense, so I can only make up for it: "But it's so delicious... I can't bear to stop chopsticks."
Rong Luoyun didn't say anything about food, and didn't even respond to it. He didn't clear his throat until he was full. Now that I have returned, I wiped and wiped, warmed and warmed, and ate and ate, so I should talk about the business.
He touched the teapot and covered his hands, and asked, "How is the situation in Hanzhou?"
Huo Linfeng said seriously: "Back to the palace master, the prosperity of the past is gone, and the depression is like death."
Rong Luoyun expected this, stood up and waved, and led the other party into the inner hall study. When the books were full, he sat on the small couch across the wooden table, with all the paper and pen, and he studied the ink himself: "Draw me the map."
Huo Linfeng picked up a pen and drew the basic map of Hanzhou, the main street, the mansion, and the granary. Rong Luoyun admired it in his heart, unexpectedly, he was very good at arranging tables and drawing maps.
There were many pictures of the army in the tent, and Huo Linfeng was used to drawing a small flag at the "granary", which was a sign of war and meant to capture and occupy. Turn over the paper after drawing, and draw a map of Jia Yanxi's mansion on the back, which is much more detailed.
Suddenly he felt the breath blowing, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Rong Luoyun leaning his elbows against the edge of the table, looking at the picture on the opposite side as if lying on his stomach. Very close, the shadow of the eyelashes under the lamp can be seen clearly, flickering, very agile.
At this time, Rong Luoyun asked: "Have you seen Jia Yanxi?"
Huo Linfeng replied: "Well, of medium stature, with a mole on the left cheek." After finishing speaking, he pursed his lips, and the two people he met appeared in his mind, and he said carefully, "Jia Yanxi has two masters with swords and palms. They killed a large number of people outside the government."
Rong Luoyun raised his eyes: "What does it look like?"
Huo Linfeng said: "The same official boots and deep clothes, all wear masks."
Rong Luoyun's pupils clenched tightly, and his five fingers slammed onto the edge of the table, shattering a corner. Sawdust covered his hands, and wood splinters stuck into his flesh. He closed his eyes and suppressed the raging torrent of thoughts, and when he opened them again, he became calm.
"This trip has been exhausting." He said lightly, "Take a two-day bath, go back and rest."
Huo Linfeng knew that there was something wrong with the fierce reaction and the order to chase away guests. He left the couch and walked to the door. He was not in a hurry to test but instead told: "The couch is cool, remember to close the windows after you stay for a long time."
Rong Luoyun's expression moved slightly, but he turned his face and stared out of the window, ignoring it.
The blanket was put down, and the sound of footsteps gradually moved into the hall, wearing wet clothes and boots, and stepping on the gravel with a creak. There was a light on the porch, and he saw Huo Linfeng walking outside.
Without carrying a lamp or an umbrella, he silently said "idiot".
In the dead of night, Rong Luoyun didn't bother to get on the bed, so he pulled the blanket and tilted on the couch. The residual heat was still there, it was Huo Linfeng's body temperature. He picked up the map and looked at it carefully, and there was still the smell of dry ink.
He saw that his eyes were sore, and then he fell asleep when the wind and rain gradually stopped.
Rong Luoyun slept for a long time, the dream was not a good one, but the things in the dream did everything possible to drag him, and he had to try it all before waking up.
He woke up without delay, took a bath and changed clothes, changed into a green shirt and green robe, and tied up a ponytail, as energetic as a pine tree. Only a saber, a good map, opened the mirror case and pinched three small pins to pin it on the waist, and also took the ginkgo gray handkerchief.
Before leaving, he fed the fish and the birds, and hung a small lock on the door.
After the rain, Rong Luoyun went out on horseback.
Passing the Cangjin Pavilion, Lu Zhun jumped out of the way: "Second brother, where are you going?"
Rong Luoyun said: "Chaomu Tower. What are you doing with a book?"
Lu Zhun complained: "Jie Dao's business is sluggish, and my elder brother told me to read more when I have nothing to do."
Rong Luoyun smiled: "Then you study hard, and I will test you when I come back." He walked forward, his smile disappeared, and Lu Zhun asked him when he would return.
He didn't look back: "Three days later, I will return."
After finishing speaking, he galloped out of the palace and headed towards the long river, all the way to the outside of Chaomu Tower without stopping. He entered through the back door, stepped lightly into the upper room on the fourth floor, knocked on the door lightly, called "sister" and pushed the door open.
Rong Duan Yu sleeps lightly, and hears the sound and bows his body.
Rong Luoyun lifted the curtain and knelt down beside the bed, and said straight to the point: "Sister, I'm going to Hanzhou to talk to you."
There was nothing to do with ordinary affairs, Rong Duanyu asked: "Why did you go to Hanzhou suddenly? It has something to do with the victims of the disaster?"
Rong Luoyun said: "I'm going to capture Jia Yanxi." After a pause, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, "Jia Yanxi is Chen Ruoyin's cousin, and there are two masters to protect him. Those two are wearing official boots and swords. mask."
Rong Duanyu let out a low cry, startled like a rabbit hitting a tree. "No, no!" She held Rong Luoyun tightly, her red lips trembling, "It's too dangerous, they are, they are..."
Rong Luoyun nodded: "Yes, yes." Standing up and hugging the other party, "Sister, there are only two of them here, it's a rare opportunity, I have to go there no matter what."
Rong Duanyu hugged him tightly: "What if something happens to you?!"
He was extremely calm: "I can't kill them, I will find a way to get out." He went with a firm intention, but he didn't do it in a whim, "If I don't come back in three days, tell my elder brother to find me in Hanzhou."
After everything was explained, he took a few steps back and left the room without further delay.
Rong Luoyun hurriedly went downstairs, bumped into a girl on the last step, and after a closer look, she was "heart and liver treasure" again. He apologized softly and left. When he reached the door, he remembered something, stopped and said, "Ginkgo magnolia double-faced flower, you will soon have a new fan."
Baoluo was confused, but the green figure had already walked away.
Rong Luoyun rode his horse out of the city, it rained heavily last night, and the mountain road in the forest was still muddy, so he had to gallop on the official road. With his sword as a whip and his whistle, he headed north against the sunny day.
At this time, in the bamboo garden of Qianjitang, a cluster of small flowers bloomed in the corner.
Du Zheng hurried up and down, stored hot water, prepared clothes, and stewed hoofs in thick oil and red sauce in the small kitchen. I was scrubbing my master's boots when I heard a grunt on the bed.
"Master, are you awake?" He asked softly.
Huo Linfeng rolled the quilt up and rolled over, and was so angry that he stepped on the bed several times, why did his heart suddenly rush? ! That's all, I simply got up to wash up, soaked in hot water and couldn't help but sigh, the wind, dust and cold rain of six hundred miles were finally washed away.
Du Zheng waited on him: "Master, didn't you meet a master during your trip to Hanzhou? I can see that you haven't lost a single hair."
Huo Linfeng hummed: "We met, but we didn't fight."
Du Zheng was curious: "What if I hand it in?"
Huo Linfeng said: "If it is light, both sides will suffer, but if it is serious, it will be doomed."
After saying that, there was another burst in his heart, and he felt flustered inexplicably.