Riling Up The Jianghu

"Stop." Lu Zhun stood at the door of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, "Send it to Wumingju?"

The disciple carried the food box and nodded, Lu Zhun counted his fingers, that day Rong Luoyun hurried to Hanzhou, since he came back, he hasn't left Wumingju for three days, so it's not mysterious.

"Give it to me." He took the food box and decided to deliver it himself.

Not long into autumn, the ginkgo tree has fallen leaves, yellow and clear, like a small fan falling on the gravel.Lu Zhun pushed open the small door. The elegant scenery was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to step on the fallen leaves.

Walking out of the window, he called softly, "Second Brother?"

The window was half closed, and a voice came from inside: "You are here, come in."

Lu Zhun walked around to the house: "Second brother, it's time for dinner." He put the food box on the table, small crispy fish, white porridge, and that's all, "Is this enough to eat? Is it okay to be lazy in the kitchen?"

Rong Luoyun said: "Practicing for the past few days, I will feel sleepy after eating enough." After cleaning his hands without wiping them, he walked to the table and slapped Lu Zhun's face like a doll, "Why are you here to see it?"

I said earlier that Lu Zhun is like a dog, he can't help having fun from head to toe when he is slightly teased.He wiped honey on his mouth, and replied without embarrassment: "I miss my second brother."

Facing the small window, you can see the cloudless blue sky outside, and the autumn air is refreshing, which is very suitable for kite flying.Lu Zhun suddenly became interested, knowing that Rong Luoyun had a kite, he turned his face to look at the wall.

He froze for a moment, the swallow kite was hung up every day, and it changed its position.

Shockingly, it was replaced by a portrait of Huo Linfeng.

"Second Brother!" He suddenly uttered a voice, causing Rong Luoyun to bite the tip of his tongue in fright. "Why is there a portrait there?!" He meant, why is there a portrait of Huo Linfeng in Rong Luoyun's bedroom?

But Rong Luoyun would misunderstand: "Because that wall is facing the bed, I can appreciate it while lying down."

Lu Zhun stared, admiring Huo Linfeng's portrait?Plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, green pines and verdant cypresses, pictures of delicate beauties, what’s wrong with admiring them?Could it be that there is a mystery hidden in that painting?

He got up and walked to the wall, looked up and stared, and saw clearly the signature in the painting.I love Linfeng, what does "my love" mean?

The little God of Wealth looked panic-stricken, turned around, and looked at Rong Luoyun like a goose.When the other party was full and put down his chopsticks, he asked, "Second Brother, I'll go to a painter later and draw a picture of me. Can you hang me?"

Rong Luoyun wiped his mouth: "What are you doing?"

Lu Zhun said anxiously: "Then what are you doing with Huo Linfeng! Can't you ward off evil spirits?!"

It was so loud that all the magpies on the beam left their nests, and the light gauze curtains shook.Rong Luoyun was indifferent, he threw a dried apricot into his mouth, and muttered: "Huo Linfeng went back to Saibei, I can't see him, so he misses people when he sees the painting."

This answer is worse than not answering, and the little God of Wealth is also angry.

Lu Zhun's heart was in a mess, and he was blocked, making him full of doubts but speechless.He turned out of the bedroom, walked outside, stepped on the yellow leaves on the gravel, and as soon as he left the other garden, he saw Diao Yuliang's child.

"Fourth, come quickly!"

Diao Yuliang was wearing a newly cut gown. Hearing the sound, he ran over and asked happily, "Third brother, do you think my clothes look good?"

Lu Zhun praised: "It's so pretty, you are just like a young man." He boasted, and he had an idea, "Such beautiful clothes need to be worn with an exquisite jade pendant, how about third brother giving you one?"

Diao Yuliang happily said: "Go, go to your hidden golden pavilion!" He hugged Lu Zhun's arm, but was grabbed by the other side, and put his arms around his shoulders instead.Lu Zhun hooked him up and asked, "Tell me first, what's going on with the second brother and Huo Linfeng?"

Seeing that Diao Yuliang seemed puzzled, Lu Zhun asked more bluntly: "Are the second brother and Huo Linfeng very close? For example, do you often see each other?"

Meeting is also considered close, Diao Yuliang said: "Kiss on the forehead."

The little God of Wealth's eyes were tearing apart, and he couldn't even kiss this simple child, but two grown men actually kissed on the forehead? !Rong Luoyun loved him, spoiled him, spoiled him, but never kissed his forehead...

He asked, "Is there any more?"

Diao Yuliang carefully recalled: "The first time I went to Lingbi Tang, my second brother fell into the water and was frightened, so Brother Huo hugged him for a long time to coax him. The second time I went to Lingbi Tang, something must have happened to my second brother and Brother Huo, but I didn't guess arrive."

Lu Zhun tightened his grip: "Tell me quickly, third brother will help you guess."

Diao Yuliang whispered: "I came back from training, and my second brother was lying in the carriage, as if he was exhausted, and the strange thing was that his body was covered with red marks." He gestured on his neck and chest, "Second brother said it was due to the exchange of ideas, But I thought later that his hair was wet and his fingers seemed to have been soaked for a long time, so he must have been in water."

Lu Zhun took a deep breath, and there were only two words left in his mind - red marks.

"The most surprising thing is that the second brother dared to go into the water alone later." Diao Yuliang said, "I also found that they always sent me away at night and let me go to sleep alone. When the second brother fell ill, Huo came to take care of him secretly, and hugged me again." My dear, I saw it all."

Every time he said a word, Lu Zhun's face darkened, and the little God of Wealth became the little God of Plague.

He is no longer an ignorant and ignorant child. Hearing all kinds of details, there is no need to guess.Turn around and walk back, without entering the house, go to the window and open two small windows.

In the room, Rong Luoyun stood in front of the painting, looking up at the returning general.

Lu Zhun asked aloud, "Second brother, are you like this all the time?"

Rong Luoyun didn't move: "Yes, I can't see enough."

Lu Zhun was caught off guard by being so happy and undisguised. "Then you and Huo Linfeng..." Lu Zhun hesitated, "What's the relationship..."

Rong Luoyun said: "The two love each other."

If Diao Yuliang's words were small needles, then Rong Luoyun's confession was like a heavy hammer.Lu Zhun stabilized the window lattice, dazed and panicked, his lips trembling and unable to speak.

After a while, he spit out the word "broken sleeve".

Rong Luoyun turned to look over, smiled warmly, and nodded slightly.The red scarf and emerald sleeves were not what he had imagined, and in the world, he was only entangled with Huo Linfeng for a short sleeve.

According to his temperament, this affair should never be announced, but now, the Sri Lankan is thousands of miles away, and it is hard enough for him to end up falling in love with each other.

The puddle of sour water in the chest is accumulating more and more, it will suffocate to death, even if it fails to die, the liver and intestines will be broken.Therefore, when others mentioned it, he did not avoid it.Others noticed, but he didn't hide it.When others asked brightly, he answered nakedly.

Rong Luoyun got closer, raised his hand to caress the face in the painting, and wanted to ask - are you home yet?

At this moment, in the courtyard, a homing pigeon with gray lupine eyes flew to Chang'an during the rainy season, and did not return until today.The little thing hovered for a while, followed the sound to the window, passed Lu Zhun and flew towards Rong Luoyun.

Reaching out to catch it, Rong Luoyun untied the note from the pigeon's feet.

There are only a few words on the paper, after reading it, my eyes suddenly startled.

……

"Master, why are there so many people!"

"Hoo!" Huo Linfeng tightened the reins, galloped his horse for many days, left the customs, and finally arrived at the border of Saibei without rest.In front of it is the gate of the city. From a distance, it seems to be crowded with people.

He wanted to go to the barracks first, but when he saw this, he said, "Go, go and have a look."

As he got closer and closer, he could vaguely hear the voices of the people. As soon as he reached the gate of the city, everyone lined up on both sides to make way for a wide road.The guards all clasped their fists together: "Welcome the young master to return to the fortress!"

Huo Linfeng made his voice in the future, and a large number of people also shouted: "Welcome to the return of the young master!"

What a big battle, the young master wiped his face, lest the dust along the way would damage his handsomeness.He called the chief soldier guarding the city gate, and said: "I accept everyone's wishes, evacuate as soon as possible, I will go to the barracks first."

The commander-in-chief reported: "Young Lord, Lord Hou is in the mansion and told you to go home first."

Huo Linfeng was slightly taken aback, his father had always been slightly injured and could not get out of the line of fire, could it be that the injury got worse?Not daring to delay any longer, brandishing his sword as a whip, he immediately rushed to Dingbeihou's mansion.

Along the way, the appearance changed a little. The little boy grew taller, and the old child who sold the cakes became even more rickety.

When I left, it seemed like yesterday, but now when I return, it seems like years have passed.

When he got outside the Hou's mansion, Huo Linfeng dismounted and galloped, and stopped when he crossed the threshold.Sai Bei was cold, and the old steward who guarded the gate put on a small jacket with the sleeves in his arms, and stood in the doorway facing him.

Behind that, there are maids and servants, grooms and gardeners, and old and dim-eyed mothers.People are so neat and tidy, wait and wait, give Chang'an's order, and wait like this after finishing work every day.

Huo Linfeng was unprecedented, a little scared: "I'm back..."

I don't know who called "Young Master" first, crying, like singing a big show.The crowd flocked to him, the maids knew how to avoid suspicion, the housekeeper, relying on her seniority, rubbed him well.

With quick legs and quick feet, he went to the inner courtyard to report the news, and all the houses were ready to receive the wind.

Surrounded by Huo Linfeng, he walked through the front yard and saw the magnolia tree beside the porch.Without stopping, he entered the front hall, went straight out of the small door on the side, and walked to the hall of the main courtyard in one breath.

There was no one in the armchair, Huo Zhao liked to sit here on weekdays, brushing his sword, reading, and babbling some words to teach him.He opened the lacquered box on the table, and there were bean cakes, steamed pears, and candied flower slices in it, all prepared for him.

Huo Linfeng left in a hurry, passed through the hanging flower gate, and saw the bell on the hanging lotus column.Meizi didn't know when she came, and said: "In autumn, the wind is strong, and when the bell rings at night, my wife always has a dream."

Every time I come out with my clothes on to see, every time I fail.

Huo Linfeng's heart suddenly felt sour, he jumped up and slapped the bell.

He rushed into the inner courtyard, and outside the Buddhist hall, there were white jade hairpins in a jacket and skirt, standing under the eaves clutching a handkerchief. "Mother!" He called out loudly, rushed over, and hugged Mrs. Bai with his arms, not caring about losing his dignity.

Bai Shi thumped his shoulder: "Stop messing around, let your mother down quickly."

Huo Linfeng let go of his hand: "Mom, I'm back." He looked carefully at the man's house, full of caring words and embarrassed to say it.

Suddenly, seeing a figure flashing through the window of the north house, he asked, "Is my father in the room?"

Bai said, "Go and have a look."

Huo Linfeng went there when he heard the words, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw Huo Zhao sitting by the couch, not wearing a crown, but wearing a robe, as if he was recuperating from his wounds.Huo Zhao also raised his eyes to look at him, no matter what the injury was, those eyes were always sharp and undiminished.

The father and son hadn't seen each other for more than half a year, and they looked at each other in silence, so calm that the room was frozen.

After a long time, Huo Linfeng walked up to Huo Zhao, bowed his knees, and supported Huo Zhao's knees in a childlike manner.He raised his face, knowing what his father wanted to hear the most, and took out the military talisman and military book, which recorded the number of soldiers, water, land, cavalry and archery, and the situation of soldiers used in various places.

He said: "Never slack off, and carry out our responsibilities."

Huo Zhao finished reading, put his big hand on Huo Linfeng's shoulder, and said the first sentence: "The red scarf is ready, and you will be in charge of the army tomorrow. You will be fully responsible for this battle."

Huo Linfeng replied: "Yes, this subordinate takes orders."

There is not a word of concern, nor a word of sincerity, only a military order that cannot be disobeyed.Huo Linfeng knew that all the anticipation and worry were probably in the sneak peek through the window.

Unexpectedly, the big hand on the shoulder moved lightly and patted his cheek.

Huo Zhao murmured, "I lost weight."

The tired bird returns to the cage in this room, and the other room is ready to move.

Thousands of miles away, Wuming is in the middle, sparks are as big as a pinprick, and the note gradually burns into a pinch of ashes.Rong Luoyun sat on the couch, cut paper and dipped it in ink, and wrote lightly in the sunlight pouring in.

After more than ten years, he wants to set foot in Chang'an again.

Written in two words - See you.