Beside the small pavilion in the other garden, the magnolia tree that was folded grew taller, and in the autumn wind, the tip touched the lacquer pillar one by one. Huo Linfeng squatted under the tree, at night, silently loosening the soil with a dagger in his hand.
The guard watching the night saw it, and hurried to call the sleeping gardener, how could he let the master do such a rough job. The gardener came running in his clothes, and explained respectfully that the magnolia was being taken care of every day, and the soil had just been loosened.
Huo Linfeng said: "Don't worry about me, go to sleep."
The gardener and the guard left, the maid on duty came again, the maid was chased away, and the servant came again. These groups of people sent their concern and stayed in the garden, fearing that something might be wrong with the young master.
After a while, Du Zheng came late: "That's all, all right, let's all go back and rest."
After waving everyone away, the garden was very quiet, only the sound of the dagger rubbing against the soil was heard. Du Zheng unfolded his cloak and put it on his master, went into the small pavilion, and blew out one of the double-dish lamps.
It was darker around, Huo Linfeng squatted under the tree, as if hiding. This ambiguity is very useful, reassuring and able to think about things calmly. He greedily said: "The other lamp has blown too."
Du Zheng said, "Then you won't be able to see the road."
Huo Linfeng sighed: "I couldn't find a way to go." He stood up, scraped off the dirt on the dagger with a bark edge, retracted the sheath, turned and stepped into the pavilion.
Du Zheng poured a cup of tea, handed it over respectfully, and looked at Huo Linfeng by the dim candlelight. The affection between the brows, the eyes, and the clenched fists like stones are all unhappy.
"Qiu Zao, young master try this snow needle tea." He coaxed him first, but he knew it was useless to coax him, he had to use a knife to pierce the other's sore spot, "Young master went to the study to talk to Lord Hou, did you get reprimanded?"
Huo Linfeng remained silent, took a sip from his cup, and took a sip after a while.
Du Zheng saw it, and asked step by step: "I heard that Lord Hou wants that copy of "Nie Jing"?"
Huo Linfeng's expression loosened slightly, he put the teacup down heavily, raised his eyes and scolded: "I've been chewing my tongue all day long, and spreading gossip, no wonder the two of you agree with each other."
It was obviously a reprimand, but Du Zheng showed a smiling face and hurriedly poured another cup. It's good to be able to scold, but the most difficult thing to do is to keep silent. He finally got to the point: "Master, could it be that you told Lord Hou that "Nie Jing" was given away?"
This time, Huo Linfeng gulped down his gulp, acquiescing.
Du Zheng was surprised: "Did you even say 'Rong Luoyun'?"
Huo Linfeng said "hmm": "You think I want to say? My mouth is sewn shut, but he asked Dingbeihou!" God knows, how frightening it is for the word "Rong Luoyun" to come out of his father's mouth .
Du Zheng was even more astonished: "How does Hou Ye know the Second Palace Master?"
Mentioning this made people even more angry, Huo Linfeng slammed his fist on the stone table, thanks to his dedication to selection, investigation, and cultivation, he actually chose Zhang Weiren. Now it seems that when Zhang Weiren was intercepted by Rong Luoyun, Xu was deliberately showing weakness.
That person's martial arts and spying ability are definitely not at the level shown.
"Master Hou..." Du Zheng was still thinking about it, "Isn't he going to know the identity of the Second Palace Mistress?"
Huo Linfeng smiled bitterly and said, "My father doesn't know, but I told him."
Du Zheng trembled in shock, bowed and whispered, squeezing out words from between his teeth, how could Rong Luoyun's identity be told to Lord Hou? It's hard to say what happened afterwards, Master Hou is loyal, and the guilt in his heart is overturned, and I'm afraid there will be no more peace.
Huo Linfeng understood everything, but, compared to Rong Luoyun's pain of losing his father, what was the restlessness of the executioner? Chen Ruoyin had to pay back the unjust debts of the old year, the emperor had to pay back, and his father would also have to pay back sooner or later.
Du Zheng's voice was like a mosquito: "But that's... the young master's biological father."
Of course Huo Linfeng knew that it was only right and proper to kill people to pay for their lives, but at the same time, it was the grace of hair and skin, blood is thicker than water. He looked up at the sky, wanted to ask the bright moon, and also wanted to ask the shimmering stars, how should we choose between the dilemma of loyalty and filial piety
"Let's go, I'm tired." Huo Linfeng moved, walking along the narrow path, his cloak brushing against the blue bell flowers on both sides. Du Zheng followed with a lantern, and couldn't help asking: "Master, does the Hou know about your relationship?"
Huo Linfeng shook his head, he didn't say that from the day he left Xiganling, it was impossible to meet each other, and reunion meant to settle old enemies. If he stops at that time, Rong Luoyun will hate him, but if he doesn't stop, his father's life will be lost in the hands of his lover, and their relationship will be difficult to repair no matter what.
He suddenly stood still: "If Rong Luoyun knew the truth earlier, he wouldn't like me at all."
Du Zheng felt distressed: "Master, don't say that, in fact—"
Huo Linfeng interrupted: "Actually, I got a relationship that I shouldn't have because of a mistake." He reached out to pick the flowers, and half of his palm was stained with the cold night dew. It's enough to see the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water."
A gust of wind blew him away.
The autumn wind in Saibei is really cold, it hits the heart and lungs, and I can't wait to make people strangulate. Look at the jokes with a bright moon, and stare at the stars, there is no place between heaven and earth to cross the poor and pity people.
At this time, a light blazed into the garden, and there was a rush of burning anxiety. The person who came had extremely fast legs and was dressed in military attire. He was a first-class lieutenant in the barracks.
Huo Linfeng turned around, the melancholy and unwillingness just now were all hidden in the depths. At this moment, he was as stern as an iron face, and he took two steps forward and said: "Report what's going on!"
The captain reported: "General, the Qincha cavalry attacked at night!"
Huo Linfeng strode out: "Hurry back to the barracks."
Du Zheng ran wildly, armed with armor and long sword, calling for people to prepare their horses quickly. Hurrying quickly, Huo Linfeng didn't delay when he left the mansion, and got on his horse, only to hear the sound of iron hooves, and he had disappeared into the endless night.
At this time, in the room of the Lianzhou Posthouse.
There was a cry of surprise, red eyes, and light sweat on his face.
"What's the matter?" Lu Zhun asked confusedly, his eyelids were too sleepy to open, "Well... nothing to do..."
Rong Luoyun suppressed his panting: "It's nothing..." He wiped his face, it was covered with sweat, and his ears were damp. Pulling up the curtains and getting out of bed, as if thirsty, holding the teapot and gulping it down vigorously, my chest felt uneasy, rising and falling like raging waves.
The watchman passed by on the street, it was Yin time, Rong Luoyun walked to the window, letting the wind blow, still feeling a little palpitating. He dreamed that Huo Linfeng was there. That man's features were the same as before, but the old scars on his body were covered with new ones, so many injuries.
He didn't know what was going on in Saibei.
Whether Huo Linfeng is well or not, he does not know.
As soon as his feet warmed up, the wolf cub jumped out of the bed to look for him, and lay down on his feet. As the saying goes, a wolf is not familiar with it, and this little beast bit him again, who would have thought that he would be intimate with him now.
Rong Luoyun couldn't sleep anymore, so he moved a stool to guard the window and lay down on the window sill. Even though he and Huo Linfeng were thousands of miles away and could not be seen or touched, fortunately there was still a bright moon together.
He sat all night until dawn.
Rong Luoyun turned his face and called out: "Third brother, someone stole the baggage!"
Lu Zhun was dreaming, and jumped up suddenly: "Who! Who stole my money!" Barefoot rushed out of bed, opened his clothes and picked up a pair of scimitars, "I, the jade-faced scimitar, killed him!"
After a night of falling, Rong Luoyun showed his white teeth, hugging the wolf cub and laughing in front of the window. "You're kidding, let's wash up quickly." He looked at the pair of scimitars and was reminded, "Third brother, we can't enter Chang'an City in a big way."
Chang'an is the seat of the imperial court, Chen Ruoyin's eyeliner must be densely covered in the city, and his name must not be exposed.
The two discussed it, washed and changed their clothes, and continued on their way after leaving the posthouse. Gradually leaving the boundary of Lianzhou and heading north, the customs and customs are quite different from those in the south of the Yangtze River.
Rong Luoyun has not returned for many years, the plants, trees, bricks and tiles all contain old memories, and the journey is extremely provocative.
Two days later, the Xiaowei Army was stationed on duty, the high walls were gray, the city gate was open, and the moat was flowing outside, accompanied by weeping willows on both sides. Row upon row of people inside is the city of Chang'an with endless fish and dragons.
A brocade carriage staggered, passed the city gate, passed the long street, and entered the most prosperous place in Dayong. Faintly, there was a sound of "Aww" from the carriage, very much like a wild wolf.
The young man driving the car had a handsome face, wearing a embroidered purple shirt and a gold silk gauze gown. Since his whole body was full of aura, he hung a simple and elegant emerald square plaque around his waist.
He turned his head and whispered to Che Yunei: "Cousin, cover yourself tighter!"
In the carriage, the cousin leaned lazily on the soft pillow, his blue shirt had wide sleeves, his shoulders could still be seen thin, his waist was tied with a pearl white jade chain, and his slender waist was strangled. His legs were slightly curled up, the silk shoes were not stained with dust, his hands were drooping, and he covered his face and coughed twice from time to time.
This sick and flirtatious body was hidden in the car, and only a third of it leaked when the curtain blew.
People in the Jianghu are used to messing around, and they suddenly transformed into a noble young man, really like a smart rich businessman. The one who can shake the tree, pretends to fall with the water, and pretends to be a sick young master.
Only the beast sticks to its true nature, baring its teeth and ears, and whining incessantly.
Rong Luoyun knocked this "son" unconscious with a palm, leaned over and said: "Cousin, first find a place to stay."
Crackling, the small calculations in Lu Zhun's mind sounded, the carriage, clothes, crown and jade pendant, how much will it cost to stay in the hotel next, worrying people! He said angrily: "If I knew I wouldn't pretend to be a rich man, I would feel bad!"
Rong Luoyun chuckled: "I said pretending to be a poor scholar, who told you that you have no ink?"
Lu Zhun couldn't win the debate, curled his lips, and turned into another long street. This street extends in all directions, you can find the palace if you walk straight, and the prices of the shops along the street are quite high.
The carriage stopped outside the Jixian Inn, and the servant first respected Luo Yi, and graciously led the horse to lift the curtain, Rong Luoyun was weak and hypocritical, stepped on the stool to get out of the carriage, and trembled after touching the ground.
Lu Zhun couldn't stand it: "Brother, it's over."
Rong Luoyun started: "What happened?"
Lu Zhun whispered, "Weaker than a confinement woman."
"..." Rong Luoyun was speechless, straightened up, and waited for the boy to carry his luggage. Suddenly, a person rushed from nowhere, dressed as a guard, and shouted: "Pull the carriage away! Hurry up!"
The boy hurriedly pulled the cart, and the passers-by also gave way one after another. Rong Luoyun looked over and saw a group of people and horses coming in the distance, followed by dozens of people. The four corners of the carriage were hung with gold-plated copper palace lanterns, which was even more impressive in this bustling market. Xuanhe.
Lu Zhun asked: "Who is fighting like this?"
The surrounding people said: "Dayong's third prince, today's Prince Rui!"
Looking at the direction, it should be Li Gong returning to the mansion, the horse's head rubbed shoulders with the stone lion outside the inn, getting closer. Rong Luoyun stood in the crowd, staring intently at the car, the small window was ajar, leaving only a gap.
With a bang, a pearl flew into the car, rolled down on the carpet, and was picked up by a big hand wearing a jade ring.
Suddenly, another one came, and another, a total of three pearls flew in. Picking up one by one, the hand held tightly, the other wanted to raise the hand to push the window, but paused in mid-air, and finally put it down gently.
The carriage gradually drove away, and the crowd returned to the previous bustling. "Guest officer, please!" The servant had already packed his luggage and called out at the top of his voice. Lu Zhun raised his leg and was stunned for a moment.
"Cousin?" He wondered, "Why did the pearl and white jade chain around the waist come loose?"
Rong Luoyun held the jade pendant: "It's okay, let's go in."
After a bumpy journey, the two finally arrived in Chang'an, where they temporarily settled down. Seventeen years have passed, the bustle of the city has not changed, the old died, and the young grew up. It is estimated that no one remembers what happened back then.
When it gets dark and night, the lanterns light up the night sky and the stars, restaurants, fireworks alleys, and markets with uncollected vendors are more attractive than in the daytime. It wasn't until the time of ugliness was about to end that every inch of this huge city went dark.
In Xiaozhang Road, Prince Rui's Mansion, the largest garden, there was no one on duty at this time.
The jade ring was blown cool by the night wind, but the three pearls in the palm of her hand were covered with warmth, her mouth was silent, and she counted the scenes in her heart.
One machine, ghosts are hard to find, complaints are sad, two machines, the buildings are empty, swallows come and go, three machines, the autumn wind stands sideways and regrets are late, four machines, the dying clock urges the dawn to hope that you will return...
Until the nine machines, a shadow fell in the garden.
The green shirt was slightly swayed, and the faint moonlight was reflected on a face.
There are three small steps at the opening of the corridor. People on the steps move slightly and step out of the darkness step by step. Pass through the eaves of the corridor, then descend the steps, and step into the brilliance of this place.
Rong Luoyun stood with his hands down, expressionless.
The man stopped, and after a long silence, he said in a deep voice, "Xiao Heng, don't come here without any problems."