It was coldest in the early morning, and the wild dogs outside the house huddled together to keep warm.
Huo Linfeng dreamed of the desert in winter, snow fell, and the yellow sand was covered under it. He walked alone with his elbows in his arms, leaving a series of deep and shallow footprints, and he couldn't see the house where he stayed for a long time.
There is no barracks, no soldiers stationed, and he is the only one in the cold weather. The snow was falling harder and harder, he tightened his clothes to prevent the wind, and his back, which was always straight, was arched.
Suddenly, a snow-white shadow flashed across the white snow, as fast as an instant.
Huo Linfeng was puzzled, could it be that Xuetuanzi has become a spirit? He chased after it, and followed the white shadow, scratching here and there, and when the snow was all over the sky, he flew up and threw the white shadow into his arms. It was alive, fluffy, and warm, and it turned out to be a pure white little fox.
He didn't want to let go for a moment, hugged her tightly, holding the warmth in the ice and snow.
In the Zen courtyard room, Rong Luoyun was sleeping soundly, when suddenly a big hand stretched out and pulled him violently. The back of the head was held down, the small bun on the top of the head was rubbed off, and the face seemed to be stuck to the hard chest.
He squinted his eyes, and the front of his clothes were slightly opened, revealing half of his collarbone and a small piece of chest muscle. In a daze, he helped Huo Linfeng wrap up his inner coat, and Huo Linfeng's iron arms tightened him a lot.
What are you doing with him, he thought.
Maybe it's cold, he figured it out.
Rong Luoyun closed his eyes in a daze, curled up in the other's arms and fell asleep again. Gradually, his posture stretched out little by little, and he seemed to put his arms around Huo Linfeng's waist.
The two of them slept so soundly, warming up the old kang.
Maoshi was about to pass, and the dogs outside the house woke up one after another, and rushed to the bucket to grab water to drink. Huo Linfeng woke up with his tongue hooked, and saw a moldy and broken wall in his eyes, and a sweet fragrance in his nose when he lowered his head.
He was stunned, the scent came from Rong Luoyun's hair, and he hugged her tightly.
Huo Linfeng relaxed a bit, looked down at Rong Luoyun's appearance, calm and steady, his cheeks were a little red from the pressure on his chest. The little bun was loosened by him, and the hair scattered all over the pillow. He raised his hand to the temple, and carefully tucked a lock of hair behind the ear.
He was very nervous, holding the sword and holding the rein, holding the pen and chopsticks in this hand, never had anyone tucked his hair.
There was a thump in his heart, did he work as a maid again
Huo Linfeng thought about Rong Luoyun's sleeping state, and remembered the important thing, to grab Rong Luoyun's left hand that had regained consciousness. He picked it up gently, first pinched the pulse on his wrist, then stroked his five fingers, and finally untied the cloth to look at the wound.
A spot of blood coagulated on each palm and back of the hand, like two cinnabar moles.
He used his fingertips to draw circles around the blood spots, expanding circles and shrinking circles, having a great time. Caught off guard, he asked quietly, "Is it fun?"
Huo Linfeng was taken aback, and said, "It's fun."
As soon as the words were finished, he heard the strange situation at the foot of the mountain, and he sat up abruptly. "Palace Master, a group of people have gone up the mountain." He put on his clothes and boots, and raised Rong Luoyun's sword, "Stay in the house, I'll go out and have a look."
Rong Luoyun struggled to sit up: "Be careful!"
Huo Linfeng let out a "hmm", went out of the house and closed the door, guarding the outside like a door god. The sound of footsteps gradually became clearer, probably in their twenties, and they were rushing up the stairs mightily and quickly.
Just after the crowd arrived outside the monastery, he was the first to draw his sword. At this moment, the leaders rushed in. They were actually Duan Huaike and Lu Zhun.
Lu Zhun yelled: "Du Zhong, what happened to my second brother?!"
Before Huo Linfeng could answer, Duan Huaike ran to him and pushed him away, and hurried into the room. Lu Zhun followed closely behind, Diao Yuliang also arrived, and the three brothers all rushed into the house to look for Rong Luoyun.
In it, the second elder brother is long and the second elder brother is short, and there is only a sincere feeling left.
He put his sword back into its sheath, and walked out of the Zen courtyard tactfully.
In the room, Rong Luoyun was surrounded by the kang, he asked in surprise: "How did you find this place?"
Duan Huaike looked at him: "Are you still ashamed to ask?" Upon receiving Rong Duanyu's notice, he hurried over and patrolled Hanzhou City for a day, but he could not find Rong Luoyun. Found it by mistake.
"Second brother, you are so reckless." Lu Zhun leaned on the side of the kang, "You come here alone, don't you think we are brothers?"
Rong Luoyun smiled, he avenged his family, and he couldn't hurt others. At this time, Huai Ke held his wrist to pinch his pulse, and said strangely: "The true energy in your body is chaotic, one weak and the other strong, and it is slowly merging."
He said: "I received the Life Tempering Palm, but luckily Eucommia injected true energy to heal my wounds." He couldn't help looking out, the man raised his sword and came out, why didn't he come in again
After a long conversation, the third and fourth helped Rong Luoyun fetch water to freshen up, and Duan Huaike told about the situation in Hanzhou City. Ever since Rong Luoyun made a big noise in the granary that day, the victims of the disaster had mobilized to attack the granary in order to survive, and the remnant soldiers from the government couldn't resist it at all.
However, Zhizhou's mansion seems to be calm, and the real situation is found only after breaking into it. In the Xiyuan forest, the bodies of Chen Mian and Chen Xiao were even pecked to death by birds. After Duan Huaike finished speaking, he leaned into Rong Luoyun's ear and whispered: "A letter from Chang'an, the disaster in Hanzhou cannot be concealed, it has already been stabbed to the court..."
Rong Luoyun listened carefully, and when he raised his eyes, Huo Linfeng finally appeared.
General Huo looked idle, teased the wild dogs for a while, chewed a wild fruit, and suddenly remembered the purpose of lurking in the extraordinary palace. He returned to listen to the corner of the wall, walked to the door and looked, and saw Rong Luoyun and Duan Huaike rubbing each other.
He thought of the "big brother" that the other party called over and over again when he was seriously injured, he must have missed it! At this moment, the eldest brother is here in earnest, caring and caring endlessly, even if the big man says something, he even whispers it in a low voice.
He stood leaning against the door frame, like a Buddha in charge of life and death in the six realms, with a gloomy face.
He didn't wander in until the two finished talking and separated. Diao Yuliang came over and said, "Du Zhong, for your meritorious service in this trip, you will be rewarded with five hundred taels. Ask my third brother for it!"
Lu Zhun went to the table and opened his clothes, and poured out a lot of money, all from Jia's house. The building in the middle of the lake is simply a fairyland on earth, once he got into it, he was as happy as he was on the bliss.
"Second brother," he said greedily, "I still want to get it."
Right now, there are enough people, Rong Luoyun said: "Brother, you bring some people to arrange disaster relief, and the third leads people to count the silver, and then pays the compensation to the people. Fourth, you are the most important. Jia Yanxi's account books are hidden in the dark under the lake. You have to take it out."
After everything was arranged properly, Huo Linfeng raised his hand: "I'm taking a rest?"
Rong Luoyun pondered for a moment: "...you drive with me in a carriage."
Everyone came out, Huo Linfeng was driving, Rong Luoyun and Diao Yuliang were sitting in the car, just like that time when they went to Lingbitang to catch fish. After arriving in Hanzhou City, each of them performed their duties separately, and they rushed to Jia Yanxi's mansion.
There was a stench in the mansion, there were a few corpses floating on the lake, and the water was rotten. Diao Yuliang took off all his clothes, wrapped two leaves to block his nostrils, and jumped into the water.
Rong Luoyun stood on the shore, took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, and was soothed by the scent of acacia. "Palace Master?" Huo Linfeng suddenly said, staring at the handkerchief, "You and I collided at the corner of the stairs when we first met in the inn. I asked you to pick up my lost handkerchief. Why didn't you return it to me?"
Rong Luoyun said in a low voice, "It's so straightforward, is this handkerchief really yours?"
Huo Linfeng said: "That's still wrong, could it be yours?"
Rong Luoyun rolled his eyes and smiled smugly. "It was mine in the first place. One night I was staying in Chaomu Tower, and it fell through the window." He babbled, but seeing the other party's brows furrowed, he felt a little strange.
Huo Linfeng was secretly startled, he picked up the Rong Luoyun handkerchief after going around, so what's the source? Is it a personal item given by a prostitute, or a spoil of war stolen from a flower picker
Rong Luoyun asked: "What's wrong?"
He took a step back, and said coldly: "It's a mistake, the palace master just keep it."
Rong Luoyun sensed something was wrong, took a step closer and stared straight at it, asking silently. The opponent retreated again, he advanced again, retreated and advanced again, and forced him to the edge of the lake. Huo Linfeng had a grudge in his heart, but without even thinking about it, he opened his hands to block Rong Luoyun, for fear that the lake would collide.
The confrontation failed, and at this time, water splashed everywhere, and Diao Yuliang jumped onto the wooden path with something in his arms. He flicked his pigtails like a wild dog, and ran to present the things. It was as big as a mirror case, wrapped in layers of oiled paper, and opened five account books.
Before I read it, a disciple came to report: "Palace Master, the new school of prefects has entered the city."
When Rong Luoyun heard the words, he wrapped up the account books and ordered everyone to evacuate quickly. He left in a carriage, drove slowly along the street towards the city gate, walked to the main street, and met Zhizhou's team just in time.
Huo Linfeng has sharp eyes and ears, and when he saw the leader from a distance, the closer he got, the more familiar he became. That person had an elegant demeanor, thin but tall and straight, with a strong bookish air, just in time for a guard to say: "Lord Shen, behind the main street is the government office."
Mr. Shen... He suddenly realized that the new magistrate Xu is the son of Shen Wendao, Shen Zhou.
Behind, Rong Luoyun opened the gap in the curtain, secretly staring at Shen Zhou as he walked away. He was lost in thought for a long time before he came back to his senses and said: "Let's go back, we don't need to worry about the city."
When Huo Linfeng caught this sentence, Shen Zhou didn't have to worry about taking office. Could it be that Rong Luoyun recognized Shen Zhou? Without saying a word, he swung his whip and drove out of the city gate, returning to the monastery on the top of the mountain again.
Before dark, everyone from the Uncommon Palace came back one after another and stayed in the courtyard.
Huo Linfeng felt crowded, so he lay on his back between the trees and closed his eyes to doze off, thinking about Rong Luoyun's actions in his mind. Aside from revenge, capturing the dog officer, seizing the account books, and ordering the distribution of silver, he has fulfilled the duties of the government. Now that the government is coming, he seems to be retreating with success.
Just as he was thinking about it, Rong Luoyun called him from the room.
He got down from the tree and entered the house. On the kang, Lu Zhun and Diao Yuliang were extremely bored, wrestling their arms, while Rong Luoyun and Duan Huaike sat at the table and checked the account books. Seeing him come in, Rong Luoyun pushed the two account books: "Du Zhong, you send Jia Yanxi and these two account books to the government, be careful, don't let anyone see you."
Grasp it well, review it well, and deliver it to your eyes. Xinzhizhou really saves effort. Huo Linfeng took the order to do it and set off immediately.
After waiting for the person to leave, Rong Luoyun felt tired, rubbed his eyes and stretched. His injury was not recovering, and Duan Huaike was concerned: "Go to sleep, I'll take care of the rest."
Rong Luoyun glanced at the kang, the third and fourth doves occupied the magpie's nest and had already occupied the inside. He paced back and forth to lie outside, his legs sank as soon as he touched the pillow, Lu Zhun hooked him from behind, and babbled.
He bent his elbow backwards, and Lu Zhun almost vomited blood: "Second brother, you and I are separated..."
Diao Yuliang squeezed in again, and covered Rong Luoyun's face with his hands: "Second brother, that secret cell is rotten, do you smell my hands smelly?"
Rong Luoyun was so annoyed that he ignored the quilt, and the third and fourth had no choice but to hug each other to keep warm. It was late at night for a long time, the house was completely quiet, and there was no sound of people outside.
When he was about to fall asleep in a trance, he heard someone going up the mountain and Huo Linfeng came back.
Gradually, he entered the Zen courtyard, went outside the gate, stayed for a while and then left the Zen courtyard, never returning.
Rong Luoyun lifted the quilt, got off the bed lightly, and walked out the door holding the bowl of red candles. All the disciples leaned against the wall to sleep soundly. He looked around and walked out of the monastery. In the darkness, he saw Huo Linfeng sitting on the stone steps.
"Eucommia." He called.
Huo Linfeng turned around but didn't get up: "Master, it's done." He thought Rong Luoyun was waiting for his report, and then urged, "It's late, go back to sleep."
But Rong Luoyun walked towards him, took a step down and sat beside him.
It's dark in all directions, but this candle has light, but it's enough to see each other's faces. Suddenly there was a wind, Huo Linfeng raised his hand sideways, protecting the flame with one hand, and wrapping his arms around the opponent's back with the other. With shoulders pressed together, it was inevitable that they would meet each other with lowered eyes and raised eyes.
During the past few days of getting along, Rong Luoyun was used to this kind of care, and he didn't hide, letting the other party shield him from the wind. He suddenly asked: "Today by the lake, why did Yin Pazi treat me coldly?"
Huo Linfeng didn't want to say this: "It's my subordinates who are presumptuous."
Rong Luoyun guessed: "Which beauty do you think belonged to, so you're disappointed?" The other party shook his head, and he guessed again, "You like it so much that you don't want to give it back to me?" The other party still shook his head, he was annoyed, and held Huo Linfeng's chin Break it over, "Are you dumb?"
Huo Linfeng asked: "How did Palace Master get this handkerchief?"
Rong Luoyun replied: "My sister embroidered it, and gave it to me as a birthday present."
Huo Linfeng was taken aback for a moment: "..." After he was taken aback, he seemed to feel that it wasn't enough, he opened his mouth and was taken aback again. He didn't expect such a possibility at all, Rong Duanyu embroidered it, that's right, there are ginkgo trees planted in Wumingju, which shows that Rong Luoyun likes it. Birthday gift, no wonder Rong Luoyun cherished that handkerchief, it turned out to be a birthday gift.
It was rare for him to show a silly look, stunned, happy, unable to explain his emotions.
Unexpectedly, Rong Luoyun took out the handkerchief: "This thing is destined for you, I wanted to give it to you as a thank you for saving my life."
Huo Linfeng snatched it when he heard the words, held it tightly, and even hugged Rong Luoyun. Rong Luoyun let go of his hand, and the small bowl holding the candle rolled down the stone steps, crisp like a string of wind chimes.
"Palace Master, you just guessed right."
"What?"
In the sound of the wind chime, Huo Linfeng said in a low voice, "I like it very much."
... He was also very happy, and he held back the second half of the sentence.
The author has something to say: General Huo finally got his own small handkerchief, and the first thing Rong Luoyun did when he returned to Xiganling: Sis, embroider another one for me!