majestic tiger

Chapter 595
It seems that there is such a reason, Ming Guang is a little embarrassed, but fortunately, his red face is not easy to be noticed in the deepening twilight.

So he still took steady steps down the steps and met Yunxia in the yard.

"Didn't it keep you from coming down? Doesn't your injury hurt? How did you get up?"

Yunxia asked a series of questions.

Without a pause, Mingguang immediately responded in a series of answers.

"As the guard, I should come down. The injury is a minor one and doesn't hurt. I got up after lying on the bed enough."

The two of them were like frying beans in a hot pot, and they finished the question and answer in a crackling manner.

Then they looked at each other, wide-eyed and small-eyed, and after a brief pause, they couldn't help laughing.

The flame of the oil lamp in Ming Guang's hand swayed in the breeze, and the soft and warm light flowed around the two of them, reflecting the smiling faces of the young man and the young girl. On this early autumn night, the scene was particularly beautiful.

The earth is shrouded in the clear light of the moon. Under the big tree in the courtyard, there are autumn insects chirping in a low voice, like the whispers of lovers.

The whole atmosphere is a bit strange, as if mixed with a sense of inexplicable mystery.

Yunxia hurriedly turned her face away and said, "Mingguang, let's go in."

"Okay!" Ming Guang replied succinctly, but his voice fluctuated slightly.

He quickly cleared his throat, held up the oil lamp to guide the way, and led Yunxia into the main house.

Putting down the oil lamp, Mingguang pointed to a chair and asked Yunxia to sit down.

Yunxia sat down as she said, and Mingguang also sat down on the chair next to her.

"Have you taken any medicine?" As soon as she sat down, she was busy waiting for Mingguang to take the medicine.

Ming Guang nodded and said: "Just now, I have taken all the medicine according to my wife's instructions."

"Oh, then I'm relieved. It's my top priority to urge you to take your medicine on time these days."

Yunxia opened her big eyes with seriousness in her eyes, and said solemnly to Mingguang.

"It seems that I have to forget to take the medicine once or twice, so that Yunxia, ​​the supervisor, will have a sense of accomplishment."

Mingguang said this slowly.

When he said this, his heart was sweet and unhappy.

"Mingguang, you have a good idea. Why don't you implement it tomorrow, and then my mother will praise me greatly."

Yunxia answered the words smoothly, and even winked playfully.

Hahaha, Ming Guang laughed loudly, even if the wound was pulled, he didn't care.

"No problem, how about I forget to take my medicine tomorrow morning?" Mingguang suggested with a smile.

"It's so empathetic, let's do it like this. Before my mother and I come over tomorrow morning, Ming Guang has completely forgotten about taking medicine. I will remind you as soon as I come."

Yunxia answered the conversation with a playful smile.

Ming Guang laughed again, cupped his hands towards Yunxia and said, "Follow Yunxia's order, Ming Guang will definitely cooperate with all his strength!"

After finishing talking, continue hahaha...

It was Yunxia who was thinking about his injury and told him not to laugh fiercely, as it would hurt if he pulled the wound.

Waving at her, Ming Guang continued to laugh, the pain of the wound was nothing, it was already diluted by happiness.

Seeing Mingguang relaxed, Yunxia finally felt a little relieved.

Speaking of which, Mingguang has moved to Yanxiayuan for some time, but because of her busy schedule, she seldom comes to Yanxiayuan.Even if I came, I was in a hurry every time, and I didn't visit Mingguang's room carefully.

It was only this afternoon that she saw clearly the furnishings of Mingguang's room. Unlike her room, Mingguang's room was simple and neat, but it was kept very clean.

Apart from the necessary pieces of furniture, there is nothing extra in the main house, which looks very refreshing.

Mother prepared it with great care. The desks, tables and chairs in Mingguang’s room are all made of mahogany. The desks with plank legs are tall and dignified, and the folding chairs are quaint in shape. Except for the carvings around the square table, all the furniture has no ornamentation.Yishui'er is simple and elegant, giving people the feeling of being very neat and tidy.The color of the mahogany furniture is pure, and it is a bright warm tone. Under the contrast of the two phases, it forms a room full of brilliance.

The most important thing is that these furniture are very suitable for Mingguang, or they are just like Mingguang, serious and rigorous, and exuding warmth.

At this time, under the soft light of the room, the world in this room looks even more elegant...

Yunxia withdrew her gaze from looking around, and put it back on the smiling Mingguang, and waited for him to stop laughing before standing up.

"Mingguang, is the book on this case the one you are reading?"

She pointed to the two books stacked on the case and asked.

"Exactly! But that "Classic Interpretation" has been used." Ming Guang followed suit and stood up.

Yunxia walked over and took a look, and it was "Classic Interpretations" on the surface. Yunxia knew this book, and it was equivalent to a dictionary when reading scriptures.She picked up the book and asked Mingguang if she could read it.
"Let's read. Actually, you don't need to ask, I can read any book here." Ming Guang agreed very simply.

"I still have to ask. What if you wrote something in it that you don't want me to read? Or there are some letters in the book, I have to ask for advice and see if I can read it?"

Yunxia tilted her head and smiled at him, the dimples on both cheeks appeared.

"There is nothing that cannot be read. Even if there is, I believe Yunxia will not peep at it. From now on, you don't need to ask my opinion if you want to read my book." Ming Guang answered the conversation immediately, expressing his position frankly.

Seeing that he trusted her very much, Yunxia was very moved, she thanked her in a low voice, and opened the book.

It should be said that this book was frequently flipped through by Ming Guang, so the corners of the book were slightly curled, and the edges of the pages were also turned up.

The same is true of the other book "Shi Sheng Xue". Compared with "Classic Interpretation", there are many notes on this book, which shows that the owner of the book is very serious about studying this book.

Turning to the first page, the first sentence hits my eyes.

If you don't know the situation, you can't think of others.If the potential is easy but not realized, it will be defeated.Observing its wisdom is better than observing its potential.It is better to judge one's heart than to believe one's words.People are ignorant, and it is difficult to understand.The momentum of a gentleman is stagnant but not falling.The power of the villain is strong but will decline.If the heart does not give birth to evil, the Tao will not end.

It was very powerful to read.

Mingguang came over, brought the oil lamp over and put it on the big case, and then brought a stool for Yunxia to sit and watch.

He himself sat across from the big case, and when he had nothing else to do, he started fiddling with oil lamps and picking out wicks.After fiddled with it a few times, the flame became more prosperous, and a gorgeous lantern jumped out.

The sight in front of her eyes suddenly became much brighter, Yunxia raised her eyes and looked, Mingguang was playing with the wick, under his hands, several lantern flowers were opened one after another, reading a book with this oil lamp felt very charming.

So she flipped back and glanced at a few pages. It turned out to be a book about strategy, revealing the secrets of gaining power and losing power.

What attracted her the most were Ming Guang's notes. She only read a few of them, and found that the insights were quite subtle, and every word could be described as pearls of pearls.

"Mingguang, can you lend me this book?"

Yunxia couldn't wait to take it back and take a good look at it quietly.

Ming Guang said yes without any hesitation. He smiled and asked Yun Xia, are you also interested in strategies?
"Of course, but what I'm most interested in are your notes. I've read a few places, and I'm looking forward to the next one. Let me appreciate it slowly." Yunxia gently closed the book, and rubbed her hands on the cover a few times.

"I'm naturally happy if you like it. If you have any disagreement, you must bring it up with me."

Ming Guang said with high spirits, his handsome face was full of excitement, which was even more eye-catching against the light.

"Maybe after I read it, I can't come up with a single disagreement. We are heroes who see the same thing!" Yunxia said playfully. She has an intuition on this point, because she just saw Mingguang just now. Speaking of my own heart.

She used the word we, which made Mingguang very useful.

"It's good to dare, what a hero who sees the same thing! It's fun to find a friend in the mountains and rivers!" Ming Guang stood up excitedly and waved impassionedly.

Although the wound was pulled again, Ming Guang didn't even blink his brows, and still had a bright smile on his face.

"Mingguang, be careful of your wound!" Seeing him waving his hand vigorously, Yunxia hastily reminded him.

"It's okay, this little injury is nothing. Yunxia, ​​in fact, my greatest interest is to defend my home and country like your father, and gallop on the battlefield."

The atmosphere of the conversation was particularly good, and Mingguang expressed his deepest desire at once.

His words instantly resonated in Yunxia's heart, this is also where her interest lies!

As a well-educated military academy student who has received a systematic education, she came to this time and space, and encountered a confrontation with Xirong, how could she miss the great opportunity of Wu Neng to set the world on the horse.

If she hadn't possessed herself in this young body, she would have gone to the front line of the frontier a long time ago, to appreciate the fire under the command of eight hundred miles, the sound of fifty strings turning outside the fortress, and the magnificence of soldiers on the battlefield in autumn; Iron horse, the majesty of swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger; releasing thousands of miles to go to the army, the feelings of Guan Shandu like flying...

(End of this chapter)