A glance at the spring breeze

Ruan Lan has already agreed, but Yin Jian has not moved yet.

General Wei Longwei lowered his eyes and said: "Is your majesty afraid that the old minister will kill him in a fit of anger? Don't worry... If he is not the murderer as your majesty said, then the minister will definitely not kill him."

"..." Yin Jian was finally persuaded, turned around, and patted Ruan Lan on the shoulder.

I will wait for you outside.

Yin Jian looked into Ruan Lan's eyes.

With a wave of his sleeves, he walked out of the tent. Manager Zhang who was standing outside immediately whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, the arrangement has been made. If there is any danger to the adults, they will rush in immediately."

"very good."

There are torches outside the tent, so the view is clear, but the curtains inside the camp are closed, so you can't see what's going on inside the tent, and even the voice of the conversation is tightly wrapped inside.

……

I don't know how many sticks of incense have passed, but Ruan Lan still hasn't come out.

Director Zhang said from the side: "The night is getting dark, why not go back first, Your Majesty, the servant is waiting here."

At this moment, the attendant by the camp was suddenly called in, and came out after a while.The attendant knelt down and said to Yin Jian: "Go back to Your Majesty, the general said that he and Mr. Ruan had a very happy conversation, and he wants to keep Mr. Ruan for a game of chess tonight, so Mr. Ruan will not go back tonight."

General Wei's change was too sudden, even if he was as calm as Yin Jian, he couldn't help being choked speechless by the words of the attendant in front of him.

Originally, it was still an attitude of swords and swords facing each other, why did they have to stay overnight to play chess all of a sudden?

And... what kind of chess game would last all night?

Ruan Lan lifted the curtain, poked her head out and said, "Your Majesty, if the general wants to discuss with me, you can go back first, and don't wait for me."

As if afraid of being rejected by Yin Jian, before Yin Jian could answer, Ruan Lan lowered the curtain immediately after speaking.

"..."

As the Ninth Five-Year Master, he was issued "orders to drive away guests" one after another. For a moment, he didn't know whether to laugh or be angry.

"Your Majesty... this..." Even Manager Zhang, who has always been quiet, felt a little hesitant when he saw this scene.

"It's okay, let him go." Yin Jian looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and sighed: "The night is dark, and I'm tired. It's time to go back and rest. Leave two people here to guard."

Mr. Zhang said: "Yes."

So, even though he complained about Ruan Lan in his heart, Yin Jian left graciously.

At this time.In General Wei Long's camp.

"General." Ruan Lan poured a cup of tea for Wei Long and brought it to General Wei's table, "Your Majesty has already left."

The fire in the tent was extremely dim, and General Wei in front of him looked older than ever.In fact, he is only less than half a hundred years old, but the gray hair roots are already showing at the temples, and the eyes of Shenwu Qingming are a little slower and duller than usual.

He took the teacup and sighed, "Mr. Ruan..."

"The junior is here."

It took a long time for General Wei to speak, and his voice became hoarse: "During this time, I have been convincing myself, wanting to convince myself...that the one who killed my daughter...was not me."

Ruan Lan kept silent, quietly waiting for General Wei to continue.

General Wei continued: "A Xing has been smart and eager to learn since she was a child. Unlike the other young ladies raised in her boudoir, she loves to dance and write. It's a pity that she is not a man. Otherwise, she must be famous in the capital like a son..."

11 years ago, the General's Mansion in Beijing.

"A Xing! A Xing! Don't run around, be careful not to fall."

It was early spring, and the garden behind the General’s Mansion was full of greenery. The lawn was covered with crystal clear dewdrops in the morning, and the roadside flowers were in bud.

Wei Zhixing has liked spring since she was a child.

——Although she is only five years old, she only has two or three spring and autumn memories.

She fluttered a butterfly in the garden, turned her head and fell into Mrs. Wei's arms: "Mother, mother, why can't we go play with daddy today?"

Mrs. Wei picked up Xiao Wei Zhixing from the ground, looked at the house in front of her and said: "An important guest came today, and Daddy is meeting the guest in the front hall."

"Oh." Wei Zhixing scratched her head, "But my brother has already gone, the books that my brother can memorize are not as many as Xinger's, why can't Xinger go..."

"Xing'er is the daughter of the general's mansion, so she cannot show her face in public."

"..." Wei Zhixing threw out the flower bone flower she picked up in her hand, broke away from her mother's arms, jumped to the ground, and said angrily, "Hmph, then let my brother be the daughter of the daughter, Xing'er will not be Woolen cloth."

"Don't talk nonsense." Mrs. Wei explained carefully, "A Xing, men and women are different."

But there was nowhere to be seen Wei Zhixing.

Madam Wei looked down and found that Xiao Wei Zhixing had already run towards the front hall with her short legs.

"Hey! Ah Xing! Don't run around!"

When Wei Zhixing was halfway running, she saw a moon-white figure coming out of the house from a distance, followed by her father.

"Daddy!" she called, waving her hands.

The man in front of General Wei also turned his head when he heard the sound.Wei Zhixing couldn't see his face clearly, but she knew that it must be some noble son in the capital, even though the distance was so far, she could feel that the man's gestures revealed a noble and elegant temperament.

Wei Zhixing wanted to continue to run forward to take a closer look at what the man looked like, but was stopped by Mrs. Wei who was chasing him, and hugged him.

"Mother... Mother, let me go." She was very wronged, and her voice sounded like she was about to cry.

Mrs. Wei continued to persuade her earnestly: "Xing'er! Daddy is discussing important matters with a distinguished guest, so you must not disturb him."

Wei Zhixing turned a deaf ear to this, and still looked at the people over there: "Hey! Mother, look, he is waving at me! Daddy's distinguished guest seems to be smiling at me."

Mrs. Wei looked towards the gate of the front yard, and sure enough, she saw a man waving his arms in this direction, as if he was greeting the two of them.

"A Xing, let's go back quickly."

Wei Zhixing didn't expect her mother to ignore the man's greetings, and walked away quickly with her in her arms.

"Mother...I won't go back, woohoo, I won't go back..." Wei Zhixing's tears fell all over her face, which was wet with tears.

Mrs. Wei had no choice but to say: "Take you to Dad's study."

Wei Zhixing immediately wiped away tears with his sleeve, his eyes lit up, and he forgot about that noble young man in a blink of an eye: "Really?"

"Really, when did mother lie to you?"

"Great! Go to the study!" Wei Zhixing clapped her hands happily.

Wei Zhixing was smarter than ordinary people since he was a child. When he was babbling, he read a lot of ancient poems with his elder brother's husband.According to her father's words: "Much better than your ignorant brother."

Every time General Wei Long finished speaking, he would sigh and continue: "Hey... It would be great if Xing'er was a boy..."

But her mother didn't like her reading. Every time she saw her pick up a book, she would pull her face down.

She once heard her mother and father say: "The face-to-face once said, don't let Xing'er get bookish, or you will experience a fatal calamity, but Xing'er likes reading so much... Aaron...how should I go?" Is good?"

Fortunately, my father always sneered at the art of face-to-face, and said impatiently: "How can reading be harmful, don't listen to those Taoist priests talking nonsense."

Her father has always admired talented and learned people, it seems that because her father grew up in a poor family, it was difficult to eat enough when he was a child, and he had no money to go to school, so his father yearned for scholars who recited poems and opposed him since he was a child, and it was also because of this For this reason, he set aside a special corner of his home as a study and placed high hopes on his children.

Although father disagrees with mother's views, but father has been stationed in Hexi for many years and rarely goes home, usually mother disciplines her.Therefore, my mother always locked the study and only left a key for my brother.

This time the mother is willing to let her go to the study, it can be seen that she has made a big concession.

Wei Zhixing casually took a book of scenery from the shelf, and was about to read it when he heard someone push the door outside the house.She saw her father come in with two scrolls in his arms, put them on the desk, and beckoned to her, "Ah Xing, come and have a look."

Wei Zhixing threw away the book, and ran up to General Wei Long, "Daddy! What is this?"

General Wei slowly unfolded the two scrolls, and said: "These two scrolls are calligraphy and paintings that a young master gave me, and these are all written by him."

The first thing that appeared in front of me was a long scroll.The author is facing the stele of Cao Quan, with neat and meticulous brushwork, vigorous and powerful, and hundreds of words in the book, each with twists and turns, quite penetrating.

There is also a stamp at the end, and the stamp is printed——

"Wind..." she murmured in her heart.

"It's so beautiful." Wei Zhixing was amazed, staring at the volume for a long time, before raising her head and asking, "Daddy, was that calligraphy written by that son just now?"

General Wei nodded: "Exactly."

Wei Zhixing blushed for some reason: "Daddy...can you give this calligraphy to Xing'er, Xing'er wants to copy it."

General Wei laughed when he heard it: "Hahaha, it seems that our family is going to produce a calligraphy master. If Xinger likes it, she can take it. Although the literati in the capital are all vying for one Look at the calligraphy and painting of this young master, but for your father and me, it is easy to get a few.

Wei Zhixing blinked her big watery eyes: "Why?"

"This young man likes to eat Hexi's specialties. It just so happens that your father is a general in Hexi. So your father bought these two calligraphy and paintings with a box of honeydew melons." General Wei stroked his stubble proudly.

"Daddy is amazing." Wei Zhixing pointed to the other volume and asked, "What is that other volume? Daddy, open it quickly."

"Hey, good. Xing'er is really more competitive than your brother..."

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Honeydew melons generally don't ripen until summer.The honeydew melon in the article will be ripe in spring haha