Jun You Ji Fou

The night is bright and the moon is bright, the courtyard is as clear as stagnant water, and the shadows of bamboo and cypress are covered with criss-crossing algae and weeds.A young man was practicing sword alone in the courtyard, only the sound of the blade piercing the wind in the silence.

Chen Siheng's strength was weakened, and the sword he swung flickered, and the long sword dropped from his hand and fell to the ground.He reacted quickly and retreated, at least he didn't let his foot be smashed, but just stared at the sword for a long time in distress, and sighed heavily.Chen Siheng touched the dagger in his arms, squatted down, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice:

"Sister Jingshu... I still can't hate you..."

Suddenly there was a creaking sound, the heavy mansion door was pushed open, and a long wind passed through the courtyard.Chen Siheng grabbed the long sword, turned around and stared at the person vigilantly, "Who?!"

Two men in black pushed the door open and stood on both sides. Afterwards, two teams of men in black followed, with indifferent expressions, and lined up left and right.

This battle instantly made Chen Siheng's back drenched in cold sweat, and he stared at the last person who stepped in without daring to move.

In the night, the person came with a handsome figure, the lotus pattern on his clothes was like blood, and there was a faint smile in his eyes, "Why is this expression, you don't recognize me?"

Chen Siheng turned surprise into joy, "General Chu?! You came to see me?!"

"Well," Chu Mingyun said, "come and see if you're dead."

The excitement in his heart was immediately extinguished, and the corners of Chen Siheng's mouth twitched, unable to answer.

Chu Mingyun looked around, casually asked a few words about his daily situation, then suddenly changed the subject, and said: "I have something to ask this time, even if you don't want to recall, you have to answer honestly, okay?"

Chen Siheng smiled, somewhat relieved, "I've thought about it for so long, there's nothing I don't want to remember, just ask."

"What did you hear when the accident happened in your house?"

"I don't know anything," Chen Siheng shook his head, "When my grandfather sent us away, no matter what I asked, they only told me that it was okay, but the night when the fire broke out was so sudden that everything was messed up, I There is no way to see and hear anything." He paused, "...I only saw Sister Jingshu rushed in and took me out."

Chu Mingyun frowned slightly, and asked again: "That day in the red sleeve move, what did you want to tell Su Shiyu before I went?"

"Sister Jingshu told me that the other party was called a Taiwei." Chen Siheng looked at him, and suddenly said urgently: "Yes, General Chu, who is the Taiwei, could it be that he really harmed my family?"

Chu Mingyun looked at him expressionlessly, "It's me."

"Ah?" Chen Siheng couldn't respond, "But...but aren't you a general?"

"When the court was in charge of politics, his position was Taiwei, so he was naturally a general on the battlefield." Chu Mingyun explained, his eyes were slightly cold, "Let me think about it, if I didn't happen to meet Su Shiyu that day, Is she planning to tell me that the other party is Doctor Yushi?"

As a result, the two of them were separated, and the Chu Party and the Soviet Party were in conflict with each other, so as to benefit from the fisherman.

"The abacus is really good." He sneered, and took out the copper amulet from his sleeve, "Little devil, do you know what this is for?"

Chen Siheng took it, shook his head, thought about it carefully, and then nodded again.

"Ok?"

"A brother often came to see sister Jingshu. Once I saw that brother gave her this thing, and then several people took orders from her." Chen Siheng said, "I guess, it should be a token or something. Or something to prove your identity."

"Then have you ever heard them mention Huainan?"

"Never." This Chen Siheng answered firmly.

Chu Mingyun nodded and took the bronze talisman away, thoughtfully.

Seeing that he had finished asking, Chen Siheng looked at the men in black and couldn't help but ask, "General Chu, are those people your subordinates?"

Chu Mingyun glanced back, "Shadow Guard."

Chen Siheng's eyes lit up, he looked at his face carefully, and summoned up his courage, "Then you see... can I also be your shadow guard?"

Chu Mingyun suddenly laughed when he heard the words, "Do you know what the shadow guard means?"

"...the master's shadow?" he speculated.

"Yes," Chu Mingyun looked at him slowly, "So why do you think I agreed to have such a short shadow?"

Chen Siheng: "..."

Chu Mingyun smiled, turned around and walked out, waved his hands casually, "Calm down, hold the sword tightly, and I will call you when I need you."

Chen Siheng exclaimed in surprise: "Really?"

No one answered, the shadow guard closed the door again in the blink of an eye, and the courtyard was silent again, without a trace, as if no one had ever been there.

On the ancient road back to the city, the horses walked slowly, the hooves of the horses stepped on the new grass without a sound, and the shadow guards who followed were also silent.Chu Mingyun was thinking about something, his eyes fluctuated, suddenly he stopped his horse, raised his hand to stop the shadow guard's question, tilted his head slightly, and listened carefully.

There is an extremely thin sound of the piano, the ethereal and empty tone, which seems vaguely mournful, but also as light as a spring on a rock, and it is almost inaudible in the low and low places.

Chu Mingyun listened contemplatively for a moment, then got off his horse, and threw the reins to the shadow guard behind him, "Go back first." After saying that, he left.

Following the sound of the zither, he walked along the willows and flowers, and after pushing aside a flourishing peach blossom, his eyes suddenly opened up, and he was slightly startled.

The overbearing water and soup accompany the pavilion, the moonlight is like frost, and the young man in white in the pavilion is cold all over his body.The young man sat on the floor in the pavilion, with his back against the vermilion pavilion pillars, and a paulownia qin on his knees. He lowered his head slightly and played the silk strings. His long hair fell in front of him as he moved, and it was as white as white on the cloud-patterned silver-embroidered robe. The meandering ink on the xuan is dark and light, and the drooping eyebrows and eyes are customary and handsome.

The eyes of the world really are not bad, there are few people in this world who are worthy of being as gentle as jade except him.

Su Shiyu looked up when he heard footsteps, and the sound of the piano left a lingering sound. He looked at the person walking in front of him, "Why are you here?"

"I still want to ask you this." Chu Mingyun looked around and found that he was alone, "I heard the sound of the piano on the road, and I thought it was some singing girl. I looked for it, but I didn't expect Master Su to be here. Leisurely and elegant."

Su Shiyu said lightly: "It's not some singer who disappointed Master Chu, it's not too late for you to leave now."

"Master Su, why did you still drive me away?" Chu Mingyun raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why don't you want to see me?"

"How could it be?" Su Shiyu chuckled.

"You played Qu Sang Le just now?" Chu Mingyun squatted down in front of him, tilting his head slightly to stare at him, "Are you paying tribute to an old friend?"

"Why," Su Shiyu said with a smile, "Master Chu intends to comfort me?"

Chu Mingyun laughed, "My uncle can keep his expression on his face when he dies in front of him, so you don't need my comfort."

Su Shiyu lowered his eyes without answering, and put his fingers on the strings again.

Chu Mingyun didn't care, so he sat down next to Su Shiyu in his robe, and raised his hand to touch him, "Change the song."

"..." Su Shiyu looked at him sideways, "Do you really think of me as an actor?"

"If I was looking for a musician, I wouldn't want to listen to you playing." Chu Mingyun replied as a matter of course.

"That's right," Su Shiyu laughed, "The number one qin player in the south of the Yangtze River has been bought and sent to your house with a lot of money. There is indeed no shortage of people to play the qin."

Chu Mingyun looked at him sideways, and said inexplicably, "You know a lot about me."

Su Shiyu paused for a moment, then said flatly: "It's just that girl Ruji is too famous, even I have heard about it. I wanted to ask her for advice, but unfortunately I have no chance, but I didn't expect you to be dismissed later." It's clean, and there's no trace of it yet."

Chu Mingyun said with a low smile: "Isn't I deeply in love with you?"

Su Shiyu avoided his gaze, "It seems that I can only ask you, is Miss Ruji's piano skills really as good as the rumors?"

Chu Mingyun thought about it briefly, and gave a three-character evaluation: "It sounds sleepy."

Su Shiyu couldn't help but took a deep look at him, "With Mr. Chu's appreciation ability, I really can't think of a reason to take the trouble to play for you."

"In the middle of the night in the wilderness, I didn't go back to the house to listen to Mr. Su playing the piano, and you still despise me. It's really sad." Chu Mingyun sighed quietly.

"...What do you want to hear?"

Chu Mingyun thought for a while, "The King of Lanling enters the battle song."

Su Shiyu raised his eyes suddenly when he heard the words, and his eyes fell on his face for a moment to look carefully, "Bringing this up, I think of a question I've wanted to ask you for a long time."

"Prince Lanling was often humiliated on the battlefield because of his beautiful appearance, so he forged a hideous golden mask to intimidate the enemy. Then how did your face dominate the battlefield?"

"It's also very easy," Chu Mingyun sneered, "Anyone who is disrespectful will be brutally killed by the enemy, and the soldiers will be severely punished. Within two months, there will be no one in the army who dares to look directly at my face."

"It really is that the army is strictly governed." Su Shiyu couldn't tell the difference between praise and criticism. After pondering for a long time, he suddenly asked softly: "Frankly speaking, I don't think you are greedy for glory, and you don't even have any interest in many mundane things. Then why on earth do you want to enter the battlefield and go to court?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?" Chu Mingyun looked at him.

"Why should I ask you if you want to hear lies?" Su Shiyu looked back.

Chu Mingyun looked away and looked at the thousands of mountain shadows in the distance. The pale blue and hazy mountains and the silvery white stream fell into his dark eyes, and he pondered for a moment before opening his mouth. There was a voice, "If I have to say it, what I want is to expand the territory of thousands of miles and call all directions to worship."

Su Shiyu was startled, then turned his eyes away, raised his hand to touch the strings, and the bright moonlight shone evenly on his fingers.

The strings of a song are elegant, the sound is like jade plate beads falling lingling, the sound changes to the sound of war drums, and gradually enters the sound of golden swords and clangs, and the iron horse glacier rolls in here.

The sound wave filled the vermilion pavilion, Chu Mingyun rested his elbows on his knees, and stared at Su Shiyu with his head on his side and his chin in a trance.

Even those who hate Chu Mingyun have to admit one thing, he has a very beautiful skin.Gossip is always rare, some people say that the arc of the thin lips is captivating, some say that the posture of the blood-stained white fingers holding the fan is the most moving.

But now Su Shiyu suddenly felt that his eyes were really hard to resist.When you smile, there is spring water glistening and glowing, and when you calm down, autumn water is clear, bright and cold.

Suddenly flipping fingers and closing the strings, the song is over, the music tide recedes, leaving the world in silence for a while.

Chu Mingyun's movements remained unchanged, he stared at him for a moment and then suddenly asked, "Is your face a little red?"

"..." Su Shiyu sighed silently, "Anyone who has been stared at by you for so long will feel uncomfortable."

Chu Mingyun smiled slowly, "You are better."

"What?" Su Shiyu was slightly surprised, he was looking into his eyes with a deepening smile, and couldn't get back to his senses for a while.

Chu Mingyun pointed to the piano on his lap, "No. [-] in the south of the Yangtze River, far inferior to you."

"Thank you for your compliment." Su Shiyu looked away and smiled.It's just that between these few words, although he breathed a sigh of relief, there was an unspeakable depressive emotion creeping up silently, which he couldn't figure out.

Chu Mingyun turned back, relaxed his body and leaned against the pavilion railing, "You continue to play yours, don't worry about me."

Su Shiyu responded lightly, but he suddenly spoke again: "That's right."

"how?"

"Do you eat sweets? I can give you some pine nut candies."

Su Shiyu laughed lightly, noncommittal, and casually played another beautiful tune.

Chu Mingyun didn't speak anymore, and closed his eyes as if he was tired.The sound of the music was gentle, and he seemed to feel uncomfortable in his posture. He moved slightly, leaned sideways on the pillar of the pavilion, and put his shoulder on Su Shiyu's. Su Shiyu's shoulders were picked up by the night wind and swept across Su Shiyu's chin, causing an indescribable itchiness and numbness.

Heart palpitations suddenly broke out for no reason, and Mu Lahe's voice sounded clearly in his ears:

"so……"

"So An Yinuo likes him?"

Su Shiyu made a mistake, and the sound of the piano was unstable.

In an instant, tens of thousands of butterflies fluttered their wings and flew up, the wings of the butterflies fluttered all over their chests, and their hearts were completely chaotic and disorganized.

"The four generations of the Su family do not lack a general like you."

"I won't take you to the battlefield again. You only need to learn to be a civil servant in the future."

"What I want is to expand the territory of thousands of miles and call all directions to worship."

--Like it?

"He is important to the country, so why do you treat him so well?"

"When the beautiful brother is around, the fog disappears!"

"I want to guess too much, such as how you think of me."

--Like it?

"Have you no heart?"

"No heart, no desire, no blood and no tears! You can go on like this, and you should be alone for the rest of your life!"

"I told you to invite you to drink to celebrate, why are you still frowning?"

--Like it?

"Will Su Aiqing like this?"

"I forgot, you never like anything."

- Don't you like it?

... Then why does the sound of my heartbeat make me so painful.

Su Shiyu stopped his hands, the strings were still trembling, but the music was already out of tune, chaotic and disordered like a disturbed mind.There was a little tension, a little joy, a little bewilderment, and a little pain on the tip of my heart that couldn't be ignored. It turned out that everything I said was true.

Su Shiyu raised his head slightly and let out a long sigh. After a long time, he slowly looked sideways at Chu Mingyun beside him.He seemed to be unaware of everything, still resting with his eyes closed, his brows calm.

Su Shiyu stared at him for a long time, then slowly raised his hand to reach out, stretching his fingers carefully, trying to touch his eyes.This simple movement took too long, and the vicissitudes of life sighed, and the sound of running water and wind passed through his ears. His hand finally stopped at an inch away, as if frozen, it was difficult to get closer.

Because Chu Mingyun suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the fingers in front of him without any emotion.

Su Shiyu's eyes instantly returned to calm, and his mind also came back to clarity.He folded a very slight arc in his hand, as if it was just an inadvertent pause, and casually tore off a hair from Chu Mingyun's forehead, put it in his eyes, looked at it solemnly, and said lightly, "So I was wrong, I thought it was wrong." It's white hair."

Chu Mingyun looked at him, raised his hand, and rubbed the sore forehead.