After a few days of wind and rain, the sky and the earth were drenched, and the puddles on the long street were getting deeper and deeper. This morning, Lu Zhun held an umbrella and walked towards the unknown house. cake.
When he reached the door, he called out "Second Brother".
No one answered, Lu Zhun pushed open the half-closed wooden door, only to see a white light fly by. Rong Luoyun was wearing a white shirt, holding a sword to chop the wind and rain in the courtyard, and a silver light burst out in an instant, and the broken stones splashed, piercing people's eyes.
Lu Zhun let out a scream, and hurriedly covered it with a paper umbrella, and dared not show his face until the wind and sea calmed down. He was overjoyed, and rushed in while shouting, "Second brother, you're all right now!"
Rong Luoyun wiped his face: "Healed up two days ago."
He went under the eaves, ignoring the rain-soaked gauze robe, and only cared about wiping the long sword. He turned his head and met the magpies on the beam. When the rainy season came, these creatures with fluttering wings were very lazy, waiting for him to feed them every day.
He is not very good either, like a bird, always hiding in the nest and never going out. This illness hurts badly, and the pain of the skin is trivial, but he hurts the inside. When reading, he stares at the page to get sick, when he writes, he stares at the nib of the pen to get sick, and even leaning against the window to blow the wind, he can easily get sick.
"Second brother?" Lu Zhun called him.
Rong Luoyun came back to his senses, and glanced at the other party: "What's the matter?"
Lu Zhun was slightly taken aback, he had called this "Second Brother" for many years, and Rong Luoyun always showed intimacy in his eyes, never met with such cold eyes. He said embarrassingly, "Second brother, are you unhappy?"
Rong Luoyun replied: "It's okay."
What does it mean... Lu Zhun couldn't help it, took out a hot pancake from his bosom, and handed it over to act coquettishly: "Second brother, you've lost a lot of weight, just eat more."
Rong Luoyun took a glance: "I don't have an appetite." He put his sword back into its sheath, watched the continuous rain and fell silent.
After chewing the cake, Lu Zhun felt that he was making fun of himself, and said dryly, "Second brother, then I'll go back and sleep for a while." Opening the umbrella, he walked dejectedly into the rain, and couldn't help but look back, "If you If you want to go out, call me."
Rong Luoyun nodded, as if perfunctory.
The little God of Wealth was heartbroken, and with his mouth pursed, he went back to the Golden Pavilion in the rain, and met Diao Yuliang on the way, and the two brothers looked at each other through the wind and rain. Diao Yuliang was the first to speak out: "Third brother, you look like a dead mother."
Lu Zhun cried and said with a mournful face: "I'm already dead, mother, why don't you go to Wumingju?"
Diao Yuliang said "Hmm", and after the reply, the other party walked forward with a cold snort. He was puzzled in his heart, but he also guessed a little bit, and hurriedly turned around and chased after him.
The two huddled together under the umbrella, muttered to each other, and then clasped their shoulders like brothers in trouble. Lu Zhun said, "Second brother, why did you treat us like this, didn't you?"
"Yes!" Diao Yuliang said, "He has been like this since he recovered from his illness, so unusual."
This disease came as soon as it was said, and it was very strange, and he jumped off a building and a river, and he was almost dying. Since you want to die, it means that life is better than death, but you can't die, so you have to live unhappy.
From now on, nothing tastes good, no one is pleasing to the eye, colder than wind and rain, more lonely than ice and snow.
Lu Zhun and Diao Yuliang discussed all the way, and when they arrived at the Golden Pavilion, Lu Zhun said in horror: "Fourth brother, second brother won't be sick this time, will he be abnormal from now on?"
Diao Yuliang trembled slightly: "What is a pervert..."
Rong Luoyun himself didn't know what a "pervert" was, and he didn't know that he was being gossiped about. He sat alone on the porch, turned his face to look at a corner of the courtyard, and admired the pigeon coop through the rain curtain.
The third prince lied to him for a long time, if Huo Linfeng hadn't taken the initiative to admit it, he still wouldn't know the truth. He deceived him, lied to him, and even intended to use his hand to win over Huo Linfeng, and then win over the Huo family to form a tripartite alliance.
Little did they know, he had made a heart-to-heart relationship with Huo Linfeng, and his identity had been seen through. What was even more unexpected was that Huo Linfeng was upright and upright, neither hiding nor concealing, and even took the initiative to tell him everything.
The two parties fell apart, and the tripartite alliance seemed like a dream come true.
Rong Luoyun thought about the future hatred, got up from the futon, and walked to the corner step by step. Approaching the cage, he stretched out a finger and drew out the pigeon with gray lupine eyes. The little thing can fly thousands of miles, but hides from the rain and acts like a baby, and goes straight into his cuffs.
He went back to the study, cut paper and ink, the pigeon stood on the white paper and stared. "Look at what?" He smiled lightly, and tapped his head with a pen, "Go for a run, or you'll turn into a fat bird."
As he spoke, Rong Luoyun wrote down: Everything goes well.
Rolled it up and stuffed it into the letter box, tied it to the pigeon's feet, and he said again: "It's raining here, don't rush back, and live a good life in Chang'an."
Sending off the carrier pigeons, maybe God opened his eyes, and the rain gradually stopped.
The wind blows away the clouds, and the sun that hides half a moon shows its face, quietly, and a rainbow hangs.
Rong Luoyun watched quietly from the window, and couldn't help but wonder if God was telling him that if the dark wind and rain covered many days, it would be fine if he said nothing. You can't chase after yesterday, when you break it, you break it, and you make a decisive decision.
He took a deep breath for a moment, and left Wuming Residence facing the sunny day and rainbow.
Rong Luoyun walked along the long street. Ever since he fell ill, it was rumored in the palace that he was insane and stupid. At this moment when the disciples saw him, they were incoherent in surprise for a moment. He nodded all the way, went to Shen Bi Hall to greet his master, and then left the palace for a stroll.
As soon as the palace door opened, he stood still inside the door, looking at the muddy ground coquettishly and pretentiously. The goddamn rainy season caused water to form pools at the foot of Lengsang Mountain, turning soil into mud, and the outside of Bufan Palace was like a swamp.
Rong Luoyun looked down at the pure white silk shoes, but refused to step out no matter what, and ordered the disciple on duty: "Go and bring my donkey."
"Yes, Palace Master, wait a moment."
Rong Luoyun stood with his hands behind his back, and his eyes were on the forest not far away. At this moment, the southeast wind was blowing, and the branches and leaves were shaking towards the northwest. All of a sudden, he noticed a bush shaking abnormally, and listened carefully, it was the sound of coir raincoats rubbing against each other.
When the toes touched the ground, Rong Luoyun flew out lightly, like a white swallow fluttering its wings in the wind. Plunging into the bushes, he stepped on the branches and wild flowers, and caught up with the hiding person in two or three steps.
He took off the bamboo hat, stripped off the coir raincoat, and slapped it into the puddle with one palm.
Rong Luoyun took a closer look, the other party was dressed as a guard, but the weapon he was wearing was the Yanling Saber unique to the General's Mansion. Knowingly, he asked, "Who sent you here?"
The guard remained silent and struggled to climb out of the puddle. Before he could stand still, he was slapped in again. Rong Luoyun sneered and said, "Don't tell me? Then he drowned in the puddle and waited for your general to collect the body."
The guard couldn't help: "Don't blame the palace master, the general sent his subordinates to investigate, and there is no other intention to offend."
Rong Luoyun asked: "Investigate what?"
The guard said: "Check to see if the palace master has left the palace and if he is in good health."
Hadn't gone out for half a month, hadn't he been hiding outside the palace and waiting? Rong Luoyun asked again: "When did it start, and when will it stop?"
"The afternoon when the Palace Master left the General's Mansion, his subordinates followed him all the time." The guard replied, "The Palace Master went crazy in the Chaomu Building... No, after being injured, the General sent his subordinates to notify the Third and Fourth Palace Masters, and then the Palace Master returned to the palace. The palace, the subordinates will guard it secretly. As for when to stop, we must follow the general's instructions."
Rong Luoyun was slightly taken aback, that man was so thoughtful that he was so worried. "You go back and tell your generals." He said calmly, "My Palace Master is doing well, don't waste your efforts in the future."
The guard bowed his head in agreement, wiped his face, and Rong Luoyun was gone. Cloaked in capes and hats, soaked in muddy water, he went back to his life, and he didn't know what kind of scolding he was going to receive. A good general misses a sloppy rivers and lakes, like a father misses his son, and a wife misses her husband.
General Huo was meeting guests in the conference room, and was slandered by others, making the tip of his nose a little itchy.
Butler Du came in from the side door, holding a jade pot, and took turns refilling tea for the adults. No one dared to drink, this is called "adding tea to see off guests", everyone got up and said goodbye.
After everyone left, Huo Linfeng rubbed the center of his eyebrows: "Civilian officials are too boring." It takes a long time to discuss important matters, and if you look forward and backward, a hundred times on the battlefield is not enough to die.
Thinking of the battlefield, Shen Zhou told him earlier that the Turkic barbarians had repeatedly provoked him, so he didn't know what was going on. "Du Zheng." Huo Linfeng waved his hands and whispered, "Ask Zhang Weiren to wait for me in the study."
With the uncollected pen and paper, he wrote a letter home. Firstly, to ask the barbarians about provocations, secondly, to make relatives forget about it, and thirdly, Rong Luoyun was eager for revenge and reminded his father to beware of people in the world.
After finishing writing, Huo Linfeng moved into the study room. Unexpectedly, Zhang Weiren was not there, but instead was accompanied by a muddy guard. Du Zheng is used to handling things, so he calmed his master's flame with one sentence: "Master, this is the one who secretly guards Rong Luoyun."
With a muddy face, Huo Linfeng was too lazy to tell, and motioned to report quickly.
The guard cupped his fists: "Return to the general, Rong Luoyun is going out today, and his body is fine." More than nothing, he paused for a moment to restrain his embarrassment, "He knows the general's recent arrangements, and he made his subordinates like this..."
Huo Linfeng frowned: "What's wrong with you? You're either dead or disabled."
The guard swallowed his grievance: "Rong Luoyun said that he is very good, so let the general stop wasting his efforts."
Huo Linfeng's face changed abruptly, from black to blue, and there was a grievance hidden between his brows. He waved his hand, waved this one back, and called the other one who was waiting.
The person who came was Zhang Weiren, a spy trained by the General's Mansion, who had been responsible for delivering letters to and from Hanzhou. Huo Linfeng held the family letter, folded it a few times, and wrapped it in deerskin silk.
"This time I'm going far away." He whispered, "Go west and send it to Saibeihou's Mansion."
Zhang Weiren took the order: "Don't worry, general, the trust is in the people, and the subordinates will set off immediately."
Huo Linfeng nodded, waiting for the person to leave, sinking into the chair and suddenly having nothing to do. The maids outside were chattering, looking at the rainbow, he was upset when he heard it, so he got up and went back to his room.
Du Zheng followed closely, and after entering the bedroom, the small couch was spread out, and the portrait was hung on the wall, and Huo Linfeng always lay on the couch to read it. It takes a long time to look at it, and it's late at night when you look at it.
"Master, just take a nap."
"Hmm." Huo Linfeng raised his arm and pressed his eyes, otherwise he would stare at the painting and close it at some point.
He was in a bad mood, and he never felt better after being thrown away. He ate and did things as usual, but when he rested, he felt uncomfortable, and his chest was very congested.
He gradually fell asleep, frowning, unhappy in his dreams.
That rainbow didn't last long, and disappeared into the sky, leaving only the shining sun. The city is bustling with activity, and the people are happy with the sunshine, sweeping away the boredom of cloudy and rainy days.
It was the most sunny in the afternoon, and the guards outside the general's mansion were changing their positions, and they were almost knocked over by a person rushing towards them. Everyone fixed their eyes and saw that the person who came was Hu Feng, the commander of the barracks, so they had no choice but to give up.
Huo Linfeng hadn't woken up yet, but he heard "General" from a distance, and he didn't know who called him. When he got up in a daze, Hu Feng rushed in sweating profusely, as if his butt was on fire.
"What is it?"
"Did the general send Zhang Weiren out of the city?" Hu Feng was patrolling the city gate today and caught a glimpse.
Huo Linfeng said: "Yes, what's the matter?"
Hu Feng reported: "Rong Luoyun came out halfway and captured Zhang Weiren!"
"What?!" Huo Linfeng stood up abruptly, did Rong Luoyun capture Zhang Weiren
He once asked Rong Luoyun to follow him to do things, and his personal guards, spies, and Rong Luoyun all knew about it. Not only did they break up once, but judging by their posture, they could be regarded as enemies.
Huo Linfeng walked out and asked, "Where is Rong Luoyun?"
Hu Feng said: "It's in Chaomu Building."
With strides all the way, Huo Linfeng rode his horse to Chaomulou to ask for someone. In broad daylight, at the gate of the city where the crowds come and go, the spies who robbed the general's mansion... really deserved to be the Second Mistress of the Extraordinary Palace.
"Drive!" Huo Linfeng galloped to the bank of the long river, got off his horse, and kicked open the gate of Chaomu Tower. Seeing that it was him, no one dared to stop him, only to retreat again and again.
When he entered the building, there was a gust of fragrant wind blowing in his face. Yingying and Yanyan were all dressed up waiting to receive guests at night, but he didn't even look at them, and stared rudely and arrogantly at the table in front of the stage.
Beside the table, Rong Luoyun was reading the letter from home with his legs crossed.
Huo Linfeng stood still five steps away: "Go back to the house." Startled Jiao'e all over the building, she hid in a mess, and walked around completely.
"Palace Master." Huo Linfeng couldn't take his eyes off, "Why did you rob me?"
Rong Luoyun's voice pierced through the letter paper: "The one who hijacked was the spies, so naturally it was because of this letter from home."
Huo Linfeng asked again: "What are you doing by stealing my family letter?"
Rong Luoyun said: "Know yourself and know the enemy, General Huo doesn't understand?" After finishing speaking, he took away the letter paper, and met each other's eyes five steps away, both faces were calm, but a cluster of fire was about to burn in the pupils.
He said indifferently: "Have someone watch me secretly, confirm that I am fully recovered, and then send a letter to remind your father, be careful of people in the world."
Huo Linfeng said: "The two have nothing to do with each other."
He couldn't help but take a step closer, and another step closer, obviously trying his best to control himself, but he kept losing control. If he doesn't ask for someone and leave as soon as possible, he may have to do something to reminisce about the past.
"Where is Zhang Weiren?" He said, "Let my people go."
Rong Luoyun asked: "Do you really think Xiganling is your decision?"
Huo Linfeng's Adam's apple rolled: "Then you do it, how can you not rob my spies."
Rong Luoyun lowered his eyes suddenly. How could he know the answer? His mind was completely blank, and he couldn't think clearly. From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the word "father" on the letter, and was immediately sore and panicked.
He stood up, raised his legs and stepped on the chair: "Get under my steps, and never touch your spies again."
Huo Linfeng pondered for a moment, and finally answered "Yes".
The dignified general, the son of Marquis Dingbei who had been praised since he was a child, actually agreed to be humiliated.
Huo Linfeng took a step, stared into Rong Luoyun's eyes, took another step, noticed Rong Luoyun's stern expression, and finally stopped in front of the other party.
He leaned slightly, pressed his voice and asked, "You mean what you say?"
Rong Luoyun clenched his fists in his sleeves, concealing his nervousness: "It counts, do you dare to drill?"
Huo Linfeng smiled deeply: "Xiao Rong, open your legs wider."
Rong Luoyun went crazy in an instant, and his memories were like a flood, full of spring colors that couldn't be brought to the stage. With a roar, he slapped out with all his strength, but his wrist was firmly grasped.
Huo Linfeng caressed secretly, staring at Rong Luoyun's slapped face. After a while, he let go of his hands and sighed, seemingly helpless: "Why don't you promise me one thing, and the spies will be robbed by you in the future."
Rong Luoyun looked at him coldly, his face full of wariness.
He said, "Eat well, that's all."