Great General [Rebirth]

On the eighth day of September, it was sunny and breezy.

Pushing open the door, the breeze is blowing, and the fresh air is extremely refreshing.Zhao Yongzhou put on a thin robe and stood in front of the Qingshi platform.He just came back and only went to report this afternoon, so he didn't go to court today.

The gray-white sky in the distance is interspersed with the blue-colored mountains, illusoryly blending together, like a painting, staring at it for a long time, people can't tell whether it is reality or dream.

Just like last night.

Zhao Yongzhou lowered his head and looked at his palm, it seemed that there was still a hot temperature on it.Fingers entangled, palms pressed together.On this late autumn morning, his cheeks were slightly hot.

It must be a dream, I have been away for half a month, and I have that kind of dream as soon as I come back.

"Yo."

A playful greeting sounded.Zhao Yongzhou raised his head and looked at the Taoist in white at the arch.Yun Heng walked over slowly, with a not-so-serious smile on his face, his slender eyes looked up and down and walked around.

Zhao Yongzhou felt a little embarrassed by him, and coughed lightly twice.Greeting: "Master Dao, good morning."

"Well, it's quite early." Yun Heng said: "There are people who are earlier than me. It's really hard. Before dawn, I have to climb out of the gentle village to go to the morning court, or I hate being an official."

"Who gets up before dawn?" Zhao Yongzhou asked with his head tilted.

Yun Heng looked at him and smiled, "It seems that senior brother has been working for nothing, and you didn't remember him."

Zhao Yongzhou paused, and after he realized it, his face quickly turned red.It wasn't a dream, Feng Buran really came last night.

People in the mansion got up one after another.Qiaoer was on duty in the middle of the night, had just switched with Ruan Yan, and went into the room yawning to catch up on sleep.Ziqing got up and saw Yunheng and Zhao Yongzhou talking in the yard, and went to work in the kitchen.

Yun Heng teased Zhao Yongzhou for a while, then suddenly remembered something, and said, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I ran into your tiger on the way here."

"Zen mind?" Zhao Yongzhou was surprised. He actually had a lot of doubts and wanted to ask, but he endured it for a long time, and finally he just asked in a low voice: "Is it good?"

"It's okay." Yunheng seemed to be thinking about how to use reasonable words, "How should I put it, the practice of this animal is the same as the practice of humans. It has somewhat consumed some of its cultivation this time and needs to be closed for a period of time .Well, probably not for a while."

Zhao Yongzhou's eyes flickered, he hesitated to speak, "...is it serious?"

"It's okay, it's nothing to it."

"Did it ask you to tell me anything?" Zhao Yongzhou asked suddenly.

"Why do you ask? Do you think I can communicate with a tiger?" Yun Heng stared into his eyes and asked with a smile.

"Both you and senior brother can talk to it, and what to do without telling me." Zhao Yongzhou thought to himself, although I have never seen ghosts and gods, but I have been reborn once, so there is nothing unacceptable.

Yun Heng spent some time with Zen Xin in the army, so he has some understanding of his details, and he can roughly guess the origin of this tiger and the child in front of him.

"It just told you not to cause trouble." Yun Heng said.

Not long after, Feng Xun picked up.Being hungover, he interrupted the conversation between Yun Heng and Zhao Yongzhou, and insisted on asking Yun Heng to cure his headache.After everyone had breakfast, Zhao Yongzhou and Feng Xun went to work.

After Ziqing packed up and came out of the kitchen, there was no one in the main hall.Hearing voices in the backyard, passing through the flower hall, I saw Qiao'er laughing with several young men and women in the garden.He walked further, and saw a soft couch set up next to the rockery, Yan An was reclined, Yun Heng felt his pulse, the two were chatting and laughing.Since around two years, Yan An rarely had such a relaxed and happy smile on his face.

"What are you talking about here behind my back? So happy." Ziqing walked over lightly, his slender figure was like a breeze, blue shirt and white clothes, black hair reaching his waist, and a faint smile on his hibiscus-like face.

Yun Heng withdrew his hand resting on Yan'an's wrist, curled his lips and caressed the snow pattern on his cuff.In fact, the two of them talked at night last night, and they are already familiar with each other.

"The Taoist priest said that my body is fine, and my life is still very long, so I can just do what I like." Yan An said with a smile, his eyes fell on the young men and women in the garden, "Zi Qing, I want to write to Mr. Zhang to tell him that I am fine."

Hearing Zhang Yuming's name, Ziqing paused, and then said in relief, "Okay."

In the afternoon, the lazy sunlight wanders in the clear pool, refracting stars in the eyes of the people standing by the pool.

After talking with Yan'an for a while, after Yan'an fell asleep, Ziqing felt a little tired, but didn't want to sleep.Walking in the mansion, it is quiet here, and you can hear the singing of mountain birds and the noise of autumn cicadas.There is a clear pond at the corner, and the lotus in the pond is already ripe, and it looks more sleepy under the soft sunlight.There was a drowsy smell in the air, and a person stood by the pool with his hands behind his back. He was dressed in white and snowy, and his posture was proud, which dissipated a lot of the sleepiness.

Ziqing stood under the banyan tree for a while, but he still dared not go forward, for fear of disturbing others Qingxiu.

Not long after, Yun Heng turned his head sideways.At that time, Ziqing was chaotic, and drowsiness hit him, which really made people feel weak.He raised his head, just in time to meet a pair of clear eyes.The other party did not feel sleepy.

"Dao, Daoist." Ziqing hurriedly leaned over to salute, feeling very embarrassed.

The way he greeted like a woman made Yun Heng slightly frown, but he left immediately.

"Why don't you go to the house and sleep under a tree instead?" Yun Heng grinned, his ice-like face was like a spring flower suddenly blooming, extremely dazzling.

Ziqing felt for a moment that even if this Taoist priest was a mortal, his cultivation must be close to that of a fairy.He suddenly felt that a filthy person like himself was not worthy of being in the same place as a fairy, let alone looking directly into their eyes.

He held his head slightly, his eyes resting on the pistils in the dust under his feet.

"It's stuffy in the room, I want to take a walk in the courtyard." Ziqing replied.

Yun Heng looked up at the dark blue sky above the world, squinted his eyes and took a deep breath.Suddenly sighed: "Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival, and I miss the cloud cakes of my hometown. It's a pity that I left home when I was young, and time flies like an arrow. Even if I travel all over the land, I won't be able to taste the taste of my childhood again."

Ziqing didn't know how to answer, so he leaned against the tree trunk silently, letting his mind wander and fall asleep.When he dozed off, like a chicken eating rice, he suddenly woke up with a start.Looking up again, there is no fairy figure.

He was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to caress Luo Rui on his shoulder, turned and went back to the front hall.

Zhao Yongzhou stood outside the gate of the Ministry of War and waited for Feng Xun.Not long after, a Chinese sedan chair came slowly.Fearing that he would be in the way of others, Zhao Yongzhou stood next to the white marble stone lion.The car curtain was lifted, and a young official came out.The outline is deep, the eyes are sharp, the lips are pale, and there is a bookish air, which cannot hide the coldness of the whole body.Zhao Yongju took a closer look, and found that this person was none other than the 'night light' who made things hard for him that day.

That night Deng glanced at Zhao Yongzhou and frowned slightly, but he didn't come forward, as if he didn't see him, he went straight into the military department.

Just when Feng Xun came out from inside, the two met face to face.Feng Xun paused for a moment, and still saluted at night.The other party also humbly returned a gift.

"Let's go. Go to Wangjiang Tower. They're waiting there." Feng Xun was talking about some old acquaintances in the army. When he went there, he found that most of them were young men under twenty years old, and they were all acquaintances of Feng Xun. Knowing that he is back, we gathered here to wash the dust for him.After drinking for three rounds, Zhao Yongzhou asked inadvertently: "The one who was at the entrance of the military department just now, who is that person? You still saluted him."

Feng Xun frowned, "You mean Liang Wandeng? Huh."

He sneered, seemingly disdainful.

It turned out that his surname was Liang.Zhao Yongzhou looked at Feng Xun and listened quietly.Feng Xun shook his head, holding his mouth shut and unwilling to say more.A handsome and strong man next to him turned his head, with a playful smile on his face: "Liang Wandeng? General Bai, you are interested in him."

"No. It's just that I saw it last time at the Ministry of War, and I was a little curious." Zhao Yongzhou said.

The handsome and strong man nodded, "Then you must have seen his dominance before."

"How to say?" Zhao Yongzhou asked.

The handsome man's starry eyes were half drunk, he shook his head and waved his hands: "That's all, a gentleman doesn't gossip about others behind their backs."

He didn't say it, and someone continued to say it.

"Liang Wandeng? Is that the concubine son of Liang Guogong who slept all the way to the prince's mansion? Hahahaha, what's the matter? Who of you was screwed by him again?"

"Look at your mouth, beware of misfortune coming out of your mouth." The person next to you hurriedly reminded.

"A servant of the Ministry of Punishment, I'm afraid of him? If I want to deal with me, unless he sleeps on the dragon bed!" This person uttered wild words, presumably because the backstage is not weak.But others were afraid of Liang Wandeng's power, so they made a fuss and chatted about other topics.

In this way, Zhao Yongzhou had no way to inquire, but for some reason, when he thought of Liang Wandeng getting close to Fifth Brother, he felt uncomfortable.Listening to what those people said inside and outside the meaning, could it be that Liang Wandeng and Fifth Brother also have that kind of relationship?

After the whole banquet, Zhao Yongzhou didn't enjoy himself very much.Feng Xun was so drunk that he couldn't even walk, the crowd dispersed, and Zhao Yongzhou helped him to walk back.It was dark, and there were not many people on the street.As Zhao Yongzhou thought, he might have to bring him back to the White Mansion.

"You have been upset just now, is it because they said bad things about Liang Wandeng?" Feng Xun's drunken words suddenly sounded in his ears, full of alcohol.

Zhao Yongzhou raised his neck, because Feng Xun's breath sprayed on the back of his ears, it was a bit weird.

"Aren't you drunk?" He pushed him away and straightened the collar that was pulled away.

Feng Xun rubbed the bridge of his nose, and his voice sounded like he was under the quilt: "Don't mind. They just talked about Liang Wandeng, not you."

"Why should I mind?" Zhao Yongzhou said flatly, intending to end this topic. "Where are you going?"

"Tomorrow is morning, I'm afraid I have to go back and report to the old guys." Feng Xun said.

Zhao Yongzhou nodded, "That's how it is. By the way, congratulations on your promotion to General Xiaoqi."

Feng Xun looked at him, "I've heard. Don't be discouraged, they haven't seen your true strength."

Zhao Yongzhou laughed, why does this kid always seem to be comforting himself tonight.He patted Feng Xun's shoulder, "You think too much."