Bright Moonlit Night

The military information was sent to the capital, and now the emperor was overjoyed after reading it, so he immediately sent officials to reward the army, and set a date for Jin Yi to lead his troops back to the court.

After the war, many people were injured and disabled. After the army rested and reorganized, it was late summer and they were about to return to the court.

A few days ago, Fang Fan was almost always stationed in the barracks, and together with the military doctors healed the wounded soldiers, he returned to Xianquan Town after the injuries were mostly relieved.Father is about to leave Liangzhou to continue his journey as a doctor in the cloud. The apprentices he took in in the past two years are still not able to take care of themselves completely, so Fang Fan has to go back to the clinic for consultation.

Before leaving, Fang Fan went to Jin Yi's tent, holding his qin in his arms.

The tent door was lifted, and a pool of moonlight poured in.

"General, I'm here to say goodbye to you." Fang Fan said in the light and darkness of the door opening and falling.

Jin Yi knew that Fang Fan was going to leave in the near future. Although he was not surprised, he still felt a little bit of loss in his heart, but he didn't show it. He just said: "Tomorrow I still have important things to do, so I can't see you off, so I will send two of you." Someone I know will send you off. Thanks to you for over a month."

Fangfan is already very familiar with the road from the military camp to Xianquan Town, and he doesn't need someone to send him off specially, but he accepted Jin Yi's favor and didn't refuse, just saying: "That night, I couldn't sleep, so I got up and went outside. Go for a walk. I saw those people guarding the entrance of the town, were they sent by the general?"

Jin Yi paused, trying to figure out which night and who he was talking about, and then admitted: "Although I am somewhat sure that I will win, there are exceptions to everything. If Longshuo Pass falls, they will escort the pass The people leave."

Fang Fan smiled and said, "So, I'm here to repay you, and I should."

Going around, but it turned out to be a tactful response to his thanks, Jin Yi smiled and said, "You." The tone was intimate.

Fang Fan was obviously not used to it, and lowered his head slightly.Jin Yi said nothing, patiently waiting for his reaction.

After a while, Fang Fan raised his head and said, "General, do you still remember what you said to me that night when I came here a month ago? You said you understood what kind of thoughts a general should have. I was very touched when I heard it. These days and nights when I have nothing to do, I have repeatedly considered the general's mood and my feelings, and composed a piece of music based on it. If the general is willing, can you listen to me play once?"

Jin Yi smiled and said, "I'm so happy."

Fang Fan sat down, in front of Hengqin.The candlelight shone on his eyebrows and eyes, like the sunlight enveloping the bright and beautiful mountains and rivers in the evening of autumn.His summer clothes were thin, and the cuffs slipped slightly with the movement of his arms, revealing his thin and beautiful wrists.Refers to the falling string, the sound gradually becomes tuned.

First there is a brisk and ethereal piece of music, like a young chivalrous man drinking and talking upstairs, looking into the distance and telling his ambitions.Then the melody slows down, the young man enters the army, and his career is far from romantic as imagined, and more difficult. At that time, it was heavy like a sigh, sometimes intermittent like a whimper, and sometimes steep like a strenuous effort. The changeable tune interprets the ambivalence of the teenager .Suddenly, Fang Fan plucked the strings like shooting an arrow, and the hasty tune brought people into the battlefield, and after each complicated string, there was a relaxation, the relaxation was pain first, then generosity, and then peace, just like the heart of a soldier, pained by killing people, because of It is strong after making achievements, and the waves gradually calm down because of the long-term battle.But after the calm, the tune changed again. This section was a complicated tune at first, and it became more determined amidst the fierceness.Finally, the music comes to an end, and the peace contains deep compassion, which is emotional and reflective.

At the end of the song, Jin Yijiu said nothing for a long time.

It wasn't until Fang Fan opened his mouth to test: "General..." Jin Yi came back to his senses and asked with a smile:

"The song is very good. Unknowingly, it made me look back on my military career." Then he asked: "Have you thought of a name?"

Fang Fan smiled and said, "There used to be "The Song of the King of Lanling Entering the Battle". Although my song is far inferior to it, I still dared to take the name of "The Song of General Jin Entering the Battle". What does the general think?"

Jin Yi smiled back: "If you like it, why not choose this name? I hope that I can often listen to Doctor Fang play this piece in the future."

Fang Fan didn't respond, but said: "That's how it is, it's already late at night, so I won't bother the general anymore."

Jin Yi got up, walked to the door, lifted the curtain for Fang Fan, and sent him into the boundless moonlight.At this moment, Jin Yi almost blurted out his name, told him to stop, rushed to his side, and hugged him tightly, but Jin Yi still restrained himself, only his gaze merged into the moonlight, and the surrounding area around him Hang around.

Not many days after Fang Fan left, Jin Yi was going back to Beijing.

Time was running out, and Jin Yi didn't take the time to say goodbye to Fang Fan in person. A few days ago, there were a lot of post-war matters, and after they were finally dealt with, he spent the day in the army handing over military affairs to Jiang Yisun and discussing the follow-up defense. In the middle of the night, thinking that Fang Fan must have fallen asleep, it is difficult to see each other again.

In fact, one night he rode his horse to Xianquan Town, dismounted at the entrance of the town, and tied it under the old willow tree. He entered the town on foot and came to the Fangyi Hall.The lights of the Fangyi Museum have been turned off, blending into the dark night.

Jin Yi stood outside the door for half a night, and when the wind passed by, he could smell the faint smell of medicine, which was very similar to the smell that Fang Fan always carries now.In the past, Fu Ming often had the fragrance of fruits, trees, flowers and plants on his body, because the garden where he lived was full of flowers, plants, fruits and trees, and he often steamed some homemade spices in the house, the smell was sweet and pleasant, but now the smell of medicine on Fang Fan's body is It's slightly bitter, and even a bit offensive when it's strong, but Jin Yi also thinks it smells very good. Whenever he gets close to Fang Fan, he can't help but take a deeper breath, absorbing his breath, and he will feel more satisfied and happy in his heart. full.

That night, Jin Yi stood here for a long time, facing the wind, but before dawn, he left without saying a word and returned to the barracks.

In the end, Jin Yi just sent someone to deliver a letter to Fang Fan.

There are not many words in the letter, only:

I don't know what will happen in this life, and I wish that in this life, I will spend it with you and die well.Angelica will be gone soon, please wait a moment, ten million, ten thousand.

Fang Fan wrote back a letter after reading it.Jin Yi received the reply and opened it immediately. There were fewer words on the letter, only two sentences:

Huma relies on the north wind, and the more the bird's nest branches south.

Jin Yi couldn't figure out what Fang Fan's intention was, but the handwriting on the letter was not his handwriting when he wrote the prescription, but Fu Ming's handwriting that he was familiar with back then.Jin Yi read it again and again, and then refolded the letter and treasured it.

The army led the division, and the people in the pass saw each other off.Jin Yi rode on the horse and looked down from a high place. He looked all the way, but he couldn't see Fang Fan.

After the army meanders away and the crowd disperses, on the long empty road, a man returns slowly on his camel.

Wang Shi returned triumphantly, and the emperor personally went out to the west gate of the capital to welcome him. The emperor's kindness was great, and the title of Sui Guogong was conferred on the son of the Jin family again. Jin Yi's generals also received many awards. A hot-blooded dignitary vying to make friends.But Jin took a leave of absence from the court on the grounds that his grandmother was seriously ill, and refused to see anyone who came to visit, unless they were relatives or friends.

Mrs. Jin is seriously ill, it is indeed not an excuse.In the mid-winter of last year, her body became seriously ill, and she has been dragging on, and it hasn't improved much after the beginning of spring this year.In the dying years, there is no power to return to heaven.The reason why he is still suffering is just to see his grandson who is away from the army.

"Long loan, now, now is your prime time, grandma can't...can't drag you down!" Mrs. Jin wanted to open her eyes, and coughed again while speaking.

Jin Yi caressed his back, took the medicine cup from Xinyue, waited for the old lady Jin to breathe, and fed her to drink it himself.

The old lady was still breathing heavily, and said with difficulty: "Go ahead and do something important, why bother with me—a useless old woman."

Jin Yi felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't show it, and he didn't say some empty comforting words, he just said: "Your grandma has taken care of your grandson since he was a child, and now it's just a ten-thousandth return to you. How can outsiders See you soon? The family is more important."

Hearing this, the old lady sighed, "You, that's...you have such a personality, and you are like your grandfather—ten to ten." Then she smiled again, "As long as you feel good, you can...just How about this."

Mrs. Jin once saw the decline of the Jin family's family and was going to be strong for the rest of her life. She only hoped to urge her grandson to revive the family business and shine on the family.But now, she is about to pass away, and her grandson is promising, but she is still alone.Thinking about him growing up, it is hard to keep his wife, Yan'er is the only heir. The person who admires is lonely and cold, and he is the only one.Thinking of this, the old lady let go of most of her thoughts of being strong in the past, and her heart is full of worry and pity for her grandson.

Jin Yi seemed to see the old lady's mind, held her hands and said, "Grandma, you don't have to worry about me. I think it's good now, and it will be better in the future."

The old lady didn't answer for a long time, and then she tentatively said: "It's been so many years, you should... look away, you can't always be so... deserted."

"Grandmother, what you said is that the grandson will find the people around him as soon as possible."

The old lady was surprised and delighted by Jin Yi's answer, she couldn't help nodding with a smile and said: "Okay, okay, that's very good." But despite the joy in her heart, her body couldn't hold it anymore, she panted a few times and then said : "Go back... have a rest, I'm tired too, I need to... sleep for a while."

Jin Yi put down the hand of the old lady and tucked in the quilt for her, "Grandmother, the grandson will leave first. I will come to see you later." Standing up, he nodded slightly to Xinyue, who smiled back and whispered softly. road:

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you."

Jin Yiyi smiled, full of gratitude, Xinyue's heart was slightly warmed, and even the tiredness of the past month seemed to dissipate a lot.

When Jin Yi went out, Zhao Yan was guarding the door. When he saw him, he came up to greet him, and said, "Father, I heard from them that you are going out today?"

"Yes, there is something to do."

"Are you coming back for dinner tonight?"

"Back. What's the matter? Yan'er, what do you do?"

Zhao Yan nodded with a smile and said: "I want to compete with my father. Yan'er has been practicing martial arts for more than half a year since you left, and I want my father to see if Yan'er has improved!"

Jin Yi smiled and said: "Okay! When Dad comes back, he will take the school exam. If you really make great progress, Dad will reward you."

"Yeah! Yan'er sent daddy out!"

Zhao Yan accompanied Jin Yi out of the house, and took Jin Yi's horse from the servant's hand. After he got on the horse, he handed the whip to him, and said with a smile: "Daddy, Yan'er is waiting for you to come back!"

"Hmm! I'm going!" Jin set off on his horse, all the way to the outskirts of Beijing.