Chaomu Building is clear and cold, Qingguan leans on the railing, holds the pipa and plucks the strings all day long, the singing girl opens the door, babbles and sings hoarsely, those who play the qin, those who play the flute, and so on.
It was getting late, and the only man who went upstairs was Rong Luoyun.
The girls are so disappointed, what's the use of Mr. Rong? He neither steals incense and jade, nor spends money like water, and is comparable to the monks of Xiaozhang Temple. That's all, Mr. Rong is unparalleled and handsome, and it's good to be seductive, but today he is so embarrassed.
Qin Shang first said: "Young master, the rain is colorless, did you fall into a mud pit?"
Hongyi said again: "The cattails are stained on the clothes, and one foot is bare, just like a little beggar."
Every word and every word came, accompanied by a charming smile, the building was much more lively. Rong Luoyun is not the master who loves the fragrance and cherishes the jade. Standing by the stairs, he retorted: "If there is no one to entertain, I play and sing all day long. I am more sad than the empress in the deep palace, and now I am making fun of me again."
The girls retorted one after another: "How can the duckweed in Fengyuechang be compared to the empress in the palace?"
Rong Luoyun smiled and said: "Why belittle yourself, don't you all want men?" The words were very vulgar, and he said it lightly with his upper and lower lips touching, "You guys are not as good as you when you are with an emperor."
A group of Jiao'e happily caressed their chests, throwing handkerchiefs and golden bracelets at Rong Luoyun, laughing and cursing. This movement caused the door on the fourth floor to open, and Rong Duanyu walked out, looking downstairs indifferently.
Rong Luoyun turned his back to face up, and in an instant, the flags and drums died down, and his swaying tail was clamped. Climbing the steps felt like a delay, so he jumped on the lacquered pillar and landed on the fourth floor, three or five steps away from Rong Duanyu.
"Sister." He called obediently.
Rong Duanyu didn't comb her hair, she dragged her inner skirt and turned back to the house, her indifference was lost along the skirt. Rong Luoyun followed, keeping silent, as if waiting for his release.
Since the last time he went upstairs, Rong Duanyu had seen through the matter between him and Huo Linfeng, and he had been ignoring him for a long time. Asking for an umbrella outside the building during the day is not necessary to cover the rain, but it is actually to test the attitude of the other party.
After entering the room, he stood there stupidly, with his head lowered, really like a frightened little beggar.
Rong Duanyu was sitting at the table, frowning beautifully: "What are you doing there, why don't you wash it off quickly."
Rong Luoyun nodded, walked around the screen, undressed and took a bath on his own. He was terribly dirty, clutching the pancreas and wiping it desperately until his skin turned red.
After washing for a while, he found that the room was so quiet that there was only the sound of water.
"Sister?" Rong Luoyun was suddenly worried, and carefully broke the silence, "What's for dinner at night?"
Rong Duanyu didn't answer, but asked instead: "What did you do today?"
Rong Luoyun said: "The heavy rain is passing through, and I will lead my disciples to patrol the city."
"Oh?" Rong Duanyu pretended to be surprised, even the yin and yang were pleasant to hear, "I opened the window and threw the umbrella, why didn't I see you and your disciple, but you and Huo Linfeng instead?"
The fragrant pancreas was squeezed into fragrant mud, and Rong Luoyun replied: "Huo Linfeng led the soldiers to patrol... just happened to be on the same road." He grabbed the edge of the bucket and stared at the embroidery on the screen helplessly, "Today, I rescued you in Xiaopuzhuang. Many people, and an old man looking for death and life..."
Rong Duanyu snorted softly: "What do you want to say? How do you work together, or how do you advance and retreat together?" She always lowered her eyes, and now she raised her eyes slightly, looking at the screen like a needle, "I want to hear , You spent the night in the barracks the night before, whose tent did you sleep in, whose bed did you sleep in?"
Rong Luoyun was startled, and sat up from the bucket almost naked. My sister sent spies to check on him... He didn't check when he was practicing for seven days, why did he go to the barracks to check him by chance!
What tent, what quilt, why are you asking so ambiguously
"It's because of the recruitment of labor. I'll go and have a look." He explained, "I didn't want to go at first, but Lao Si insisted on me going... That's right, it is Lao Si, and Lao Si was there that night!"
Rong Duanyu said: "Put it all on the child?"
She was so angry that she kicked the stool over: "Yuliang told you to go, Yuliang asked you to stay overnight, if Yuliang asked you to marry Huo Linfeng, would you go to the hall immediately?"
Rong Luoyun shook his head violently, the water was already cold, he should get out of the bath and get dressed, but he hid in the bucket and did not move. Rong Duanyu didn't let him go, he took the clothes from the cabinet and threw them across the screen.
He caught it in a hurry, put on the sleeve, wrapped it around, and stuck it wet by the bed.
Rong Duanyu asked: "For Huo Zhao, do you want revenge?"
He trembled in his heart: "Yes."
Rong Duanyu said: "Okay, I'll take it that you're not lying." She came closer and tied the knot around Rong Luoyun's waist, "Forget about your habit of breaking sleeves, you like Huo Linfeng so much that you can ignore it." Is he the son of the enemy?"
Rong Luoyun gritted her teeth and did not speak, but shook her head guiltily.
Rong Duanyu asked: "We can't break up with him now, wait until you kill Huo Zhao, and then wait for him to turn against you?" It's good to be his father-killing enemy and stranger!"
... what about the bad ones
Rong Luoyun took a step back and tied her hands indiscriminately.
Stop talking, he doesn't want the other party to continue talking.
"Didn't you expect that kind of situation?" Rong Duanyu said, "You expected it a long time ago, so why deceive yourself? The current contact is getting less and less every day. Looking at the setting sun and hoping for the dawn, you might as well break your heart earlier !"
Rong Luoyun finally broke out: "Why do you insist on forcing me?!"
Broken heart, how to break it, take a dose of heartbroken grass? If it's that easy, why wait until today! He slapped the screen with his palm, and the silk cloth was split in two, and the embroidery on the cloth became fluffy.
Embroidery is still disconnected, let alone a person made of flesh and blood
Rong Luoyun said angrily: "It doesn't matter if we are strangers or become enemies, I will take care of it then!" He hurried to the door, and before leaving, he said, "Revenge, when my sister gets married, I will take care of you!" I will go to an ancient temple to become a monk!"
The movement between the siblings was really not small, the boy who delivered the food did not dare to approach, the other girls looked eagerly, and the old woman who tried to persuade the fight had not reached the door, only to see the young man ran away angrily.
Rong Luoyun ran out of the Chaomu Building in a hurry, and took an umbrella with him. When you open it on the street, it is no longer "Butterfly Loves Flowers" but "Huang Ying Hugs the Moon".
Baoyue, why do you feel a little familiar
He walked along the street, and there was no one around, even the watchman was sleeping peacefully at home. After walking a few blocks, we passed Lun Teahouse, where there were only two or three customers, but the entertainers still told stories in rhythmic rhythm.
Holding an umbrella, he stood outside the window and rubbed his ears.
It is about Lengsang Mountain, small streams, fierce men fighting evil wolves.
Rong Luoyun's chest was throbbing when he heard that, isn't that the tough guy him? When I was happy, I wanted to throw a piece of silver, but after searching for a long time, I realized that I didn't bring my purse. After the gavel was slapped and the story was finished, he had no choice but to sing his praises loudly.
Just as he was about to leave, he turned around and caught a glimpse of someone passing by.
There were only a handful of figures on the street. Although it was dark, he could recognize their figure and height at a glance. "... Zhang Weiren." He read, Zhang Weiren has come back? Is that strategy feasible
Rong Luoyun immediately turned around and walked in the direction of the general's mansion. After walking about ten steps, he looked around for spies. Forget it, he flew over the eaves and walls, and it was always right to swim in all directions.
Flying all the way to the general's mansion, I saw that the door was full of guards, and the door was tightly closed.
If he went in openly, it would be too ostentatious, and if it was spread to Chaomulou, he would piss off my sister to death. Thinking like this, he rode on the wall without landing, and flew towards the main garden leisurely.
Rong Luoyun stopped on the roof of the main house, pitch black, sitting on the ridge with an umbrella. He listened carefully, Du Zheng's voice seemed to say "beware of catching a cold".
Then he smelled his steady footsteps, and knew that Huo Linfeng had come out even without looking.
Although you know it without watching it...but how can you resist not watching it.
Rong Luoyun looked secretly, and saw that the man was wearing pajamas and a long robe, taking advantage of the light rain, he walked slowly to the courtyard and stood still. He couldn't help wondering, what's the point of standing in the yard without stars and moon
At this time, Huo Linfeng raised his hand and lowered his head slightly.
A string of mournful tones leaked out, piercing the beams and pillars, like a lone bird flying into the distance.
Rong Luoyun was surprised. Is this the sound of a flute? But thicker than the flute. He vaguely remembered that Huo Linfeng had said that there was an eagle bone flute, could this be it
If yes, why is the tune so sad
Huo Linfeng stood alone in the drizzle, with the corners of his robe swinging slightly, playing the tune in his mouth slowly. Whenever a war broke out, he would always blow it, hoping that he could comfort the lonely souls of the soldiers who died in battle even in the south of the Yangtze River.
After a long time, the song was over, and the thin lips left the sound hole.
Huo Linfeng said: "It's over, let's get down."
Rong Luoyun clenched the handle of the umbrella, the man kept his back to him, didn't he have eyes in the back of his head? He sat still, and Huo Linfeng said again: "The tiles are stained with rainwater, carefully and wet the buttocks."
What a "again" word, Rong Luoyun flipped over, flirting with someone else's robe like trouble. He said dissatisfied: "I obviously used the Suspended Breath Technique."
Only then did Huo Linfeng turn around: "I can hear you before reaching the tenth floor." He pulled back his robe and put it on, squinting at the umbrella, "So when I went to Chaomulou, I just changed to an even uglier one."
Rong Luoyun retorted: "How ugly, this is called Huang Ying hugging the moon... It's just that 'hugging the moon' sounds familiar."
Huo Linfeng didn't know if he should say it or not: "The girl who almost took over the house is called Baoyue." After saying that, the other party's face changed, and I understood, it seemed that it was inappropriate to say it.
He changed the topic: "Why did you come here late at night?"
Rong Luoyun said frankly that when he saw Zhang Weiren, he wanted to ask how the situation was. Huo Linfeng laughed helplessly, it seems that Zhang Weiren must cover his face in the future, otherwise he will always be bumped into by this person.
He said: "The letter has been sent, and my father will play a memorial to urge the army to pay." If the memorial is still useless, his elder brother, the general of the town, Huo Jinghai, will go to Chang'an in the royal robe and ask the court for it in person. .
If this is the case, it means that the plan is going smoothly, Rong Luoyun hesitated and said, "Why do you think you are so preoccupied?"
Huo Linfeng replied: "The plan went well, but the situation was unexpected." He wanted to hide it, but the other party sneaked up on purpose and asked him openly, "There is no need to exaggerate the battle in Saibei, the army is not paid enough, and the soldiers are struggling for several months."
"Even my dad..." He paused.
Rong Luoyun asked: "What happened to your father?"
"My father was attacked and unfortunately got shot by an arrow." Huo Linfeng said, "You, do you feel happy to hear that?"
Rong Luoyun's eyes dimmed, her sister was right, sooner or later they would reach the point where they would become strangers and become enemies. At this time, Huo Zhao was injured, and differences and suspicions abounded.
He didn't feel happy. Huo Zhao's injury showed the strength of the enemy army, and the casualties of soldiers and the danger of the common people also increased. He came closer and grabbed Huo Linfeng's robe, without shaking it, but gently tightened it.
"The fierce battle lasted until the end of the year, and the opponent raised troops again within a year?" He was very surprised.
Huo Linfeng said: "After Mohelu's death, the Turkic Prince Azhatai came to the throne and married the Kipchak tribe, and his troops were replenished." And our army is still in the resting stage, and we are exhausted from frequent battles.
The army will die if it has no supplies, it will die if it has no food, and it will die if it has no committee accumulation.
Huo Linfeng informed the situation, and when he saw Rong Luoyun's face was serious, he realized that he was too serious. He reached out his hand from the tightly packed robe, grabbed the person with one hand, and grabbed the paper umbrella with the other to lower it.
"The emperor can't wait for such a situation." He had just "frightened" people, and now he coaxed, "When the army's salary is sufficient, the elite soldiers in Saibei will be able to kill all the barbarians."
Rong Luoyun asked: "Really?"
Huo Linfeng teased the other party: "I can't be missing, I can't even win a battle?"
Rong Luoyun breathed a sigh of relief, before the corners of his mouth twitched, something poked his waist and abdomen. He lowered his head and saw that it was Huo Linfeng who was bullying people with the eagle bone flute. When he snatched it, it was only the size of a palm.
He asked, what was the name of the tune played at that time
Huo Linfeng said it was called "Looking Back".
But Huo Linfeng didn't finish speaking, that song was played for the dead, to return to the dead, and to say goodbye one last time. He hugged Rong Luoyun, discussing it with an ordinary tone.
"I'll teach you how to play it. When I never come back, you can call me by blowing it."
Rong Luoyun was a little ignorant, but he also felt the clue: "I won't brag, I'll go find you."
Huo Linfeng said: "If you can't find it, you can blow it again."
Rong Luoyun said stubbornly: "Dream, one day, I will find another handsome brother immediately."
Huo Linfeng laughed: "...OK."
"...What's so good!" Rong Luoyun compromised, "I'll just blow it off, then if you do what you say, you must show up."
Huo Linfeng nodded: "If there is a north wind coming, then I will be here."