Old time light and shadow

The rain in the late spring was pattering, blurring the vision of the people inside the window.

It was rare for He Sinian to not have a banquet, and Gu Qingjiu also had time to stay at home.

He Sinian stared blankly out of the window while resting his chin, his mind was blank.After many days of singing and dancing, this peaceful and vocal day made him feel quite at ease.

But behind those dancing parties, there seems to be an addictive drug///drug.Like opium slowly corroding the human soul, the empty body is looking for a little comfort behind this seemingly lively scene.

The more this happens, the more addictive it becomes.

He Sinian rubbed his hair carelessly, looking at the peach blossom tree in the yard outside the window being hit by raindrops on the muddy ground, the bright pink was mixed with mud spots, or completely submerged in the mud, only revealing a specious color , there are only residual flowers left on the tree, which seems to be scattered into mud and dust.

Fragrant, but not as good as before.

He Sinian got up, it's better to go to the study to find Brother Qing.

When Gu Qingjiu was at home, apart from sleeping in the bedroom, the place where he stayed the most was the study.

He Si walked into the study with a young voice, only to find that Gu Qingjiu frowned slightly.

There was a choking smell of smoke in the study.

He Sinian looked at Gu Qingjiu's gloomy expression, and guessed in his heart that there might be something wrong with the military.

He opened his mouth to say something, but he hesitated to speak.He didn't know what to say, and he didn't seem to be able to help at all.

He called softly, "Brother Qing."

Gu Qingjiu looked up at him, his frowning brows slightly relaxed, and he responded.

He Sinian didn't ask him what happened, but kept looking at Gu Qingjiu's documents.

Gu Qingjiu couldn't see it yet, his eyes moved from side to side, taking another look while Gu Qingjiu wasn't paying attention.

His eyes were almost twitching, but He Sinian didn't see anything.

Looking at the mess on the desk, "Brother Qing, let me tidy it up for you."

Gu Qing didn't say much for a long time, and reached out to take a stack of thick letters and telegrams to He Sinian,

"If you have nothing to do in your spare time, organize and transcribe these."

He Sinian frowned, since he has nothing to do anyway, why not do something that can help Brother Qing.

Clearing the desk and sitting next to Gu Qingjiu, He Sinian looked serious.

After separating the envelopes and telegrams and sorting them out in chronological order, He Sinian began to seriously transcribe them.Because he was not proficient in using fountain pens, He Sinian insisted on writing brushes, and copied every word in small script.

Of course, he also extracted a lot of information from such unhurried writing.

Most of the letters and telegrams are recent, and most of them are sent by soldiers stationed in various places.

However, he didn't see any good news, and He Sinian found that everyone seemed to be crying for poverty.

The consumption of military supplies was huge, and food and clothing were burned, stolen and intercepted to varying degrees in various places. So many rioters were found out, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that the instigator was clearly someone else.

The more He Sinian copied, the more he frowned.Soldiers from all over the country began to ask Gu Qingjiu for money and supplies. If they had nothing, they would have no way to fight.

Gu Qingjiu's army began to retreat in successive defeats, and the sphere of influence also tended to shrink. The warlords from all over the country saw the opportunity and stared at them behind their backs, as if they wanted to share a piece of the pie.

"Brother Qing." He Sinian still couldn't hold back, looking at Gu Qingjiu with worry in his eyes.

"kindness?"

"This..." He Sinian bit his lower lip, "What are you going to do?"

"There seems to be no way." Gu Qingjiu's tone was flat, as if he was an outsider who had nothing to do with himself.

"But it's clearly manipulated by someone!"

Gu Qingjiu couldn't see what He Sinian could see, but he still didn't refute him.

"What kind of manipulation."

"How could so many places be intercepted at the same time!" He Sinian paused, "Your people don't live for nothing, how could they be so useless."

"I dispatched a batch of supplies a few days ago, but they were intercepted in the middle of the night last night." The calm tone of the wind made people feel that he was staying out of the matter and didn't care at all.

He Sinian was startled, "Who! Do you know who it is!"

Not only those who intercepted supplies, but also those who manipulated secretly.

Gu Qingjiu chuckled lightly, "Bandits."

Before He Sinian could speak, Gu Qingjiu continued, "The bandits who are about to be recruited by Wuhan."

The spearhead is directed at Wuhan.

He Sinian seemed to have heard some long-dormant murderous intent from Gu Qingjiu's indifferent tone, "Is it something about Wuhan?"

A sneer appeared on Gu Qingjiu's brown pupils, he knew,

not that simple.