Jincheng flower hour

Since the King of Shu was killed, all townships in Linqiong surrendered one after another, and the Han army encountered only small-scale resistance.Liu Hong led a team to Zhuli.There are only a few out of ten residents in Zhuli, and their eyes are full of depression and desolation.

Dachun followed Liu Hongqian to Zhuli, bringing his wife and daughter with him.A family of three found their former house, which was dilapidated and swallowed by weeds.

Most of the houses in Zhuli are no longer habitable after being abandoned. For example, the big houses of the Zhang family and the Zhuang family have traces of fire, revealing that they have been occupied by bandits in the past.

The farmer's house that used to be located under the bamboo mountain was burned to a pile of black charcoal, only the camellia in front of the courtyard still survived tenaciously.Zhuang Yang stepped on the knee-high weeds and came to the pond behind the camellias. The water in one pond had dried up, and the pond was full of broken tiles, bricks and baskets, etc. There was not a fish or a shrimp.

Looking up at the bamboo mountain, the bamboo leaves are still green, but I wonder if the big tapir is still there?

"Erro."

Liu Hong followed and found Zhuang Yang in the bamboo forest.At this time, at the foot of Zhushan Mountain, several soldiers were cleaning up the ruins of the villa.

"Ahiro used to cut bamboo here when he was a child."

Zhuang Yang turned around and told Liu Hong that the forest wind was blowing his hair, his facial features were soft, and the corner of his mouth was smiling.

"Well, sometimes when you look up, you will see Erlang standing in the window."

Liu Hong fiddled with the hair beside Zhuang Yang's ears. He still remembered Zhuang Yang's appearance when he was 15 years old, which shocked him to heaven.

"Is Erlang looking at me?"

The ragged, taciturn boy has been taken care of by him.

"You were young and felt very pitiful."

Zhuang Yang didn't know when his feelings for Liu Hong changed. He was two years older than Liu Hong, so he shouldn't have liked someone younger than him.

That short and poor boy back then has become a tall and mighty general in the blink of an eye.

"When did Erlang like me?"

Liu Hong knew very well that when he sent flowers to Zhuang Yang, he already liked Zhuang Yang very much, he was precocious.

Zhuang Yang tried to look at the west bank from the bamboo forest, but he couldn't see it because it was covered by bamboo leaves.He thought of Liu Hong who was shooting bows and dancing knives outside the house every morning.

"Hiro, I can't remember."

The life in Zhuli is very simple, but this young man is in his heart unknowingly.I don't know why it started, but I don't know when it will end.

Zhuang Yang's eyes fell on the foot of the mountain. He saw the soldiers busy at the ruins of the village. He said softly, "There are no neighbors in Zhuli, and life is hard. Ah Hong, you can give them some grain and cloth."

The military supplies are abundant, and they can help the villagers a little.

"I sent Dachun to do it, and distributed relief food to the poor people in Bingfeng Township."

The county magistrate appointed later will take care of the people, but since Liu Hong is in Fengxiang at this time, he will give little help.

Dachun, with three or four soldiers, is repairing his own house, and he will be temporarily stationed in Zhuli.Dachun's wife is holding her daughter and looking at a cluster of wild flowers outside the house. The mother and daughter are smiling.

People who escaped from Zhuli will come back in the future, and the peaceful life here will resume, and the people will live more lively and happy than before.

"What about Wuji?"

Shicai Wuji was still wandering around Dachun, but now he is nowhere to be seen.

"The young master went to the riverside, thinking he was going to see the old residence on the west bank."

Dachun noticed the figure of this quiet young man, and he followed Alan to the wooden bridge by the river.

Liu Hong knew that Wuji was very interested in his difficult life in the past. Wuji was born in a big city, well-clothed and well-fed, and he didn't know the sufferings of the world.

"Alan is over there too."

Zhuang Yang saw Zhuang Lan's figure in front of the dilapidated house where Liu Hong's mother and son lived on the West Bank.

Zhuang Lan is old and has no illness, but her temperament is not as calm as Wuji. She has known Wuji well these days, and the two seem to get along well.

When Zhuang Yang and Liu Hong came to the west bank, they heard Zhuang Lan introduce the fields of Liu Hong's family back then, and the place where rabbits, sheep and pigs were raised.

"Alan."

Zhuang Yang called her, not wanting that Zhuang Lan and Wu Ji were so absorbed in their words that they didn't pay attention to Zhuang Yang's calling.Zhuang Yang wanted to go forward, but Alan told Wuji what happened to Liu Hong when he was poor, obviously not realizing that this was rude to Liu Hong.

"Erlang, let's go to the Red Leaf Forest."

Liu Hong held onto Zhuang Yang, he never avoided the poor life in the past, he came out of such a place and became Liu Hong today.

It's still early, so you can go for a walk in the red leaf forest.

Before Linqiong was laid down, such an agreement was difficult to realize. At this time, it was just as convenient as walking outside the house.

Liu Hong took four guards with him, and he and Zhuang Yang rode in front, and the six went to the Red Leaf Forest.

Back then, he walked for a long time, but this time he relied on horsepower and arrived in the afternoon. Liu Hong still remembered the way, and he had come here several times in his dreams.

Asking the guards to guard outside the red-leaf forest, Liu Hong led Zhuang Yang through the depths of the redwood forest. They stepped on layers of red fallen leaves, and the afternoon sun shone into the forest. , cast beautiful light and shadow.The surroundings were so quiet, as if there were only the two of them in the world.

Liu Hong took Zhuang Yang's hand and walked slowly. The light and wind moved on their faces and arms, like time turning around. Finally, they came to a gurgling stream and saw the mist and light and shadow on the bank of the stream. Like a deer of the elves in the woods.

The two stood by the stream, embracing each other.

These days, they have been fighting, and they rarely think about the things between them, and they have no time to think about it.

At this time, in such a quiet place, they examined their hearts and thought about the future.

"When the world is unified, I will discuss a feudal state with my father. At that time, will Erlang be willing to accompany me?"

Liu Hong felt that it was not an exaggeration to ask for a wealthy feudal country with his military exploits, but as the head of the lineage, enfeoffing him as a vassal king was tantamount to giving up the right of inheritance.

Years of wars forced Liu Hong to devote all his energy to fighting. He was the only adult son of the King of Han and had never experienced fierce power struggles.

A red leaf fluttered in front of Zhuang Yang's eyes and landed on Zhuang Yang's white robe. Zhuang Yang picked it up and looked at a wormhole on the red leaf. He should be very melancholy, but his words were calm.

"As the eldest son, I am in a dilemma, Ah Hong, what I am afraid of is that you will die because of me."

If the throne is given over to others, and he becomes a feudal vassal king in the local area, Liu Hong will definitely be suspected as the head of the line.I'm afraid that if God doesn't take it, he will be blamed instead.

"My father knows about our relationship."

The relationship between Liu Hong and Liu's father can be regarded as deep, and Liu Hong thought that his father would definitely not force him to a dead end.

"But the matter of rescuing me from the rebellious army was known by the King of Han?"

It's not that Zhuang Yang didn't worry, it's just that he gets along peacefully day by day, which makes people numb.

"I'm afraid it's because of this."

Liu Hong disregarded his life at the time, and only wanted to save Zhuang Yang, which surpassed friendship.What's more, Wei Chuan couldn't take anyone as a hostage, so he just took Zhuang Yang.

"Ah Hong, you and I won't be able to stay together after all, don't make such assumptions."

Zhuang Yang will stay in Shu, he will send Liu Hong back to Chang'an, and watch him inherit the world from afar.The world is peaceful, the world is wasted, and everything in the world can't be satisfactory.

Liu Hong was silent, watching the water splash caused by the stream passing by the stone, and holding the belt hook around his waist with one hand, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Erlang, don't you care who I sleep with and who I own?"

If it is really a step-by-step process, get married and have children, and follow the father's wishes honestly, it will be much simpler, at least it seems that it is within your reach.

"It's fine if you don't see or hear, and then I won't be by your side either."

Zhuang Yang will be jealous, he can't avoid this emotion, but time and distance will wear away one person's love for another.

"Erlang, do you know what I think?"

Liu Hong stood up and drew out his sword. The cold light was shining. He looked at the light of the sword with sharp eyebrows.

He won't let Zhuang Yang leave him. He fights north and south, and all he asks for is one person.

"If I really have to die for this, then I will try my best to live."

Liu Hong didn't say anything great. What he said had already been pointed out, and he had no hesitation.

"Erlang, are you willing to accompany me?"

Liu Hong looked at Zhuang Yang with firm eyes, and when Zhuang Yang said "I'm not by your side either", Liu Hong felt Zhuang Yang's determination.

The red leaf forest in the afternoon is so quiet that you can hear the sound of leaves falling,

Zhuang Yang felt a palpitation. He wanted to stand up, but his legs were weak, so he had to hold on to the tree pole beside him.His throat slid, his voice was silent at first, and then his voice became unsteady due to excitement: "Ah Hong, no!"

He didn't want to be a person who would bring disaster to the country and the people, if Liu Hong was doing nothing for his own selfishness.

Liu Hong took back the sharp sword, flustered because of Zhuang Yang's refusal, leaving a drop of blood on the sharp sword and cutting his index finger.

The blood from the injured finger stained the sleeve of the robe, and Liu Hong looked dull as he watched the blood smeared on the sleeve.Zhuang Yang held onto Liu Hong's injured hand, took out a towel, and helped Liu Hong bandage the wound.

Seeing Zhuang Yang's concentration and carefulness, Liu Hong raised his hand to stroke Zhuang Yang's face, and raised his own head.Zhuang Yang meekly allowed Liu Hong to touch and kiss, Liu Hong was extremely gentle.

They stayed together in the forest until the sunset glowed, and their eyes were bright red.

Dressed in starlight, the two returned to Zhuli, Wuji and Zhuang Lan waited for them for a long time.

The camp in Zhuli was simple, and they lived in tents. The four of them had a simple meal this night and went to bed early.

Early the next morning, Liu Hong took Zhuang Yang, Wuji, Zhuang Lan and a cavalry to Linqiong City.In Linqiong, Liu Hong stayed for a day to deal with affairs, and then left Huo Yuqi in Linqiong. He took Zhuang Yang and others, joined some troops, and returned to Jinguan City to report to the King of Han.

The king of Han hosted a banquet for the rich and wealthy from Linqiong. Unlike the king of Shu, the king of Han was friendly to merchants.The land of Shu was rich because of merchants, and under the rule of King Han, it will be even more prosperous in the future.

That night, after seeing off the guests from Linqiong, only Liu Hong and Zhuang Yang were left at the banquet. The King of Han looked at Zhuang Yang, and said to Zhuang Yang, "Most of the strategies to conquer Linqiong came from Zhuang Sheng. you."

Two attendants carried a heavy load, which was a huge fortune.

Zhuang Yang leaned over and stated in fear: "Mr. Zimu's plan to contact Linqiong's rich and wealthy came from Mr. Huo, and most of the other schemes were contributed by Mr. Huo. I don't dare to pretend to claim the meager contribution."

Father Liu seemed displeased when he heard Mr. Zimu's words, but he didn't express anything in words, he just said: "This is what you deserve, and I have another reward over there."