Your Majesty, I am not worthy

Old General Hua's men, Ma Haohao, returned to the capital. The sand and soil billowed up, and in the yellow sand curtain, the flashing sand was still lingering around the hooves of the tall horses.

There are people upstairs who are happy, and the people below are also happy.

Rong Mu looked sideways. Not far away, some people were beating drums or striking gongs.

A short child who couldn't see clearly climbed up his father's legs, and when he finally sat on his father's shoulders as he wished, he shouted that he would also be a general who defended his home and country in the future.

Tong Zhi's words even exploded in the already noisy crowd.

But the people don't know the depth of the water in the dark place in the court.

When seeing a military general who has won a great victory, the happiness belongs to the common people. How can a general be so happy? The soldiers who cannot lead the soldiers are trapped in Haojing for the rest of their lives, and the soldiers who can lead the soldiers are forced to stay away from Haojing. ,? He has a part in it.

Ashamed and ashamed seemed to be carrying a light feather, constantly sweeping along the most fragile meridians in Rong Mu's limbs.

Rong Mu was still feeling guilty, and Hua Zheng's army had already meandered onto the road.

With the clatter of horseshoes, even the clean and tidy Zuixianju is now shrouded in the soaring yellow sand.

Under the breath of grass and trees in early spring, the shame that Rong Mu had finally suppressed was finally broken at the moment when he met the old general Hua.

The cloudy eyes, the old and jagged scars are also crawling on the side of the nose of the old general Hua; it is obviously a fierce and hostile face, but after being integrated together, it has a certain look. Mu saw it when he was in northern Xinjiang The same kind of favor.

The long but neat cavalry continued to walk along the official road, cheering and cheering,? Old General Hua's carriage and horses had already stepped under Zuixianju.

Rong Mu didn't even blink his eyes, and saw the old general who was lowering his head suddenly raised his head, holding the rein with one arm, and waved his free hand towards them as a greeting.

Seeing Old General Hua's back blurred in front of his eyes, Rong Mu loosened his tense heart in vain.

Hua Huaiyin upstairs was too excited to speak.

He hasn't seen his father for many years. This time, Hua Huaiyin, a tough man, turned red-eyed: "My father saw me just now, and he was walking with me when he passed under Zuixianju." Beckoning!"

Song Du: ...

Song Du's forearm swelled from his pinching, but Hua Huaiyin didn't notice it, and shook it back and forth, just like shaking a rattle drum when he was a child: "Adu! My father is really back! I can see clearly , my father's eyes are red, my father cried when he saw me!"

Hua Huaiyin kept asking Song Du for confirmation.

Song Du knew that this person was ecstatic at the moment, and his arm was numb with pain, but he couldn't bear to expose the truth to Hua Zheng.

After all, Old General Hua seems to be red-eyed when he sees his own adults...

What's more, Song Du knows much more than Huahuaiyin, and he has always seen the relationship between his lord and General Hua when they got along in northern Xinjiang.

The relationship between the two is somewhat unspeakable secret.

But Hua Huaiyin was still excited at the moment, Song Du couldn't bear to puncture his happy mood, Song Du could only keep his mouth tight, letting Hua Huaiyin get excited beside him.

Among the people in the last room, Rong Mu looked the most indifferent.

Still in the posture of spinning around the cup with the belly of one finger, the arc of the corner of the mouth is just right.

But Rong Mu, who is calm on the surface, is actually not as relaxed as Ruo Ruo imagined, his other hand hidden on the kneecap has been trembling in an unknown place.

This was the first time that the father and son looked at each other in the open.

With just one look, Rong Mu connected with Old General Hua.

"Ahem...the time is just right, my lord, shall I go down to order food now?"

"Well, let's go."

Steward Zhou went down and told the shopkeeper downstairs to order food, and Zhou Qu said goodbye with a wink: "There are a lot of things to be busy in Zuixianju...My lord, Major General, Caomin will go down to deal with things first."

"I'm going to trouble you, Boss Zhou, today."

Rong Mu nodded, Hua Huaiyin was still yelling for Zhou Qu to serve wine, but Zhou Qu rolled his familiar eyes and said with a stern smile: "It's better for the major general to drink less outside."

Finally the wine was served.

Only went to a small altar.

When his father returned to Beijing, Hua Huaiyin, who couldn't hide his joy, slapped the mud seal unskillfully, and the smell of alcohol in the dark wine jar instantly wafted.

Rong Mu didn't refuse Hua Huaiyin's poured wine, but Song Du was anxious: "Can you drink it?"

"No problem."

Song Du let it go.

Hua Huaiyin only sips the wine, maybe he doesn't drink too much, and the taste is spoiled by the sweet-scented osmanthus wine that Chu Yuheng gave before, now Zuixianju's wine has no merit in Huahuai Yin's product, I always feel that something is missing while drinking.

Hua Huaiyin couldn't taste the beauty of this wine, so he stopped drinking after gulping down the bowl, but even so, his face turned red, as if he had just crawled out of the wine cellar : "Hey...the sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed that you gave me earlier, Brother Rong, tastes better, that one is more powerful."

In a few words, Hua Huaiyin's drunkenness was vividly displayed.

"It was given to you by His Majesty. You can't find a few jars of better sweet-scented osmanthus wine in Haojing. My lord is still hiding it in the cellar. Of course it tastes great."

He didn't want Hua Huaiyin, who didn't know much about wine, to swallow the wine in two gulps, so Song Du poured wine for his adults at this moment.

But Song Du's hand holding the wine jar was stopped by the back of Rong Mu's hand, and the last bit of coldness in his eyes melted: "You drink too, and I haven't seen Adu move your chopsticks a few times."

"This is what subordinates should do."

Song Du is used to serving Rong Mu, even though he hasn't seen each other for more than a year, now that he is with Rong Mu, Song Du can't help but do something for Rong Mu.

But Rong Mu didn't like this, so he snatched the wine jar from Song Du's hand with his backhand: "There's nothing you should or shouldn't do. You must have come back in a hurry all the way, Adu, eat something to make a cushion."

Although the wine jar in his hand was small, Rong Mu barely supported it with one hand.

The wine swirled around in the wine jar, and finally flowed steadily from the mouth of the pot into the wine bowl in front of Song Du. After Rong Mu put the wine jar back on the table, Song Du could only hear a soft voice from the person in front of him: "Besides Can you still serve me for the rest of your life? But we will be separated in the future."

Song Du was really shocked: "My lord, what do you mean by this... Is your lord going to drive me away?"

Rong Mu smiled, glanced at Hua Huaiyin, who was already getting drunk, and then turned his gaze back to Song Du: "You and Major General... have come together, can you still be with me forever? "

Song Du fell into silence,

In vain, the porcelain shattered with a "pop!", and it was the porcelain spoon in Hua Huaiyin's hand that hit the ground and splashed everywhere.

I don't know what that sentence aroused the drunken Hua Huaiyin, but now the general raised his head, the corners of his mouth were almost grinning to the sky: "Yes, we are together!"

The author has something to say: Good night (gently