Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid

Chapter 7

A few days later, Biying, who had been lying on the sickbed for nearly six years, finally got off the ground, and I began to help her with physical therapy.After another month or so, she walked a lot and was slightly out of breath, but she was able to do some simple housework.I hugged her and laughed and said that heaven has eyes, but she burst into tears and hugged me tightly with her bony hands.

It's a pity that among Xiao Wuyi, I'm the only one by Biying's side.Jinxiu is still burning incense at Famen Temple, Yu Feiyan is guarding the border in the north, Song Minglei seems to be very busy recently, and I blame him for being too strict with me last time, so I decided to have a cold war with him and not invite him, so it took a long time Did not see him.This silly girl was going crazy thinking about Song Minglei, crying all day looking at the horizon, I had no choice but to hold the winter coat that Biying carefully sewed, and go to Xiying to find Song Minglei.

I searched for an afternoon, and came to a high courtyard with gray walls, which was the residence of the Xiying soldiers.The two soldiers standing guard in front of the gate looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. I bowed my knees to one of them and said, "Please tell me, brother, I have brought something for my second brother Song Minglei."

The boy with a shorter head heard the word "Song Minglei", and immediately smiled, "Ah, Brother Song mentioned it, this must be Sister Mujin!"

Ok?Does Song Minglei know that Biying has recovered from her illness?He must have known that I would come for her. Compared with me, a modern person, he is really clever. No wonder he is called Xiying Xiaohanxin.

The boy guarding the gate saw me nodding, and said: "The younger one is Yuan Wu, brother Song told me to lead the younger sister into the camp."

Entering the camp, passing the school field all the way, during the lunch break, there are still many people practicing archery with their bows, or wrestling in groups of four or five.Three or two strong soldiers squatted under the tree, holding bowls and chatting in local dialect, sniffing and sniffing noodles.

A very dark boy was holding a bowl in his hand and came around from behind me. His figure was more than twice my size and he was as tall as an iron tower.His shadow encloses me completely.I was surprised, but he said with a playful smile: "It's incredible, Wu Laizi, you are so handsome."

The people next to him burst into laughter.

Yuan Wu's face was flushed red, and he jumped up anxiously, "Huai'an, don't talk nonsense, this is Brother Song's righteous sister, do you want to die?"

Huaian immediately fell silent, and everyone looked at me in fear.I smiled at them and walked quickly behind Yuan Wu without saying a word.I thought to myself, Song Minglei is really good, it seems that he is quite powerful in Xiying.

Along the way, Yuan Wu kept explaining that the brothers in the camp were rough people, so don't be as knowledgeable as them.It was funny in my heart, but I still had the gentle and virtuous look of an ancient woman on my face, and I kept saying, please don't take it to heart, I don't mind.

In front of a bamboo grove, Yuan Wu pointed to the quiet building and said, "That is Song Minglei's residence - Qingzhu Residence."

Yuan Wu is a child after all, he may still remember the teasing from everyone just now, he bowed to me with a blushing face, and ran away like a gust of wind.

When I came close, I could only hear a strange voice coming from inside intermittently, "There is already chaos in the world today, it is better to choose a wise master to live in... Who is outside?"

A figure in green shirt suddenly appeared in front of my eyes like a ghost, and grabbed my head.

"Sir, stop, that's my fourth sister." Song Minglei's anxious voice came.

Although the man withdrew his strength halfway, a remaining force still swept me down.I fell back with a bang, and I was about to fall to the ground, but someone came over quickly and helped me up in time.The sun shone through the green bamboo leaves, I squinted and saw a handsome young man looking at me worriedly, it was Biying's sweetheart Song Minglei.

Song Minglei helped me up.This is the first time I have experienced a martial arts master trying to kill me, so I was still in shock. When I raised my head, I saw a pair of black eyes as deep as a deep pool.

I turned my head and saw a man in his forties, with a long beard and beard fluttering in the wind.At this time, he was standing with his hands behind his back, his starry brows bright and his eyes full of radiance, and he was silently looking at me.When I thought of his fierce killing intent just now, I was still a little scared, so I couldn't help but hit Song Minglei.

Song Minglei's voice came from above, "Fourth sister, don't be afraid, this is the famous Han Xiuzhu, Mr. Han, he is the teacher of Bai Sanye, and he came here to drink tea with the second brother."

It turns out that this is Mr. Han Xiuzhu, the teacher of Yuan's child prodigy, that is, the old man who often fixes Yuan Feijue to the point of gnashing his teeth but sincerely admires him.You didn't seem to be drinking tea just now, did you? !
I settled down and gave Han Xiuzhu a blessing, "Mr. Han is blessed."

"Since Guangqian has a sister-in-law visiting, I'll pick another day to bother you." Han Xiuzhu nodded to Song Minglei and me, and left with his hand clasped.

"Is Fourth Sister alright?" Song Minglei was staring at me eagerly, for a moment I mistakenly thought it was yearning.I shook my head and recovered my smile, "It's okay! Thank you, brother, for saving me."

Walking into the house, the furniture is very simple.Among the three walls, there are tall bookshelves in front of two.It's literally a private library.

Song Minglei entertained me very warmly, served tea and water himself, and even brought out a plate of my favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake. He didn't try to put on airs at all, which made me a little embarrassed.

However, when I told him that Biying was in good health, he didn't show any special joy or surprise, which shows that he already knew about it.

He smiled and said, "It's such a happy event. The third sister is in good health, and it's all thanks to the fourth sister."

I shook my head, "Second brother's words are wrong, the real hero is you, not me."

He raised his eyebrows and looked at me with blazing eyes, "Why did Fourth Sister say that?"

Hey!Such a smart person pretends to be stupid.I was about to tell him about Biying's love for him, when he suddenly stood up, pointed to a pile of wooden miniature cities, and said to me: "Simei is well-informed, so do you know which city this is? "

Since he pulled away from my topic, it would be a little strange to go back to it.I had no choice but to walk over, glanced at the familiar model, and couldn't help but smile, "Second brother, is this the Forbidden City?"

"Forbidden City?" He was taken aback.

"Isn't this the Forbidden City, the imperial city of Kyoto?" I was also confused.Could it be that in this time and space, the Forbidden City is not called the Forbidden City, what is it called?
He smiled, "It's the imperial city of Kyoto, but it's called Zhaoming Palace. Even the second brother doesn't know that it's also called the Forbidden City. Where did the fourth sister see it?"

Ah, I slipped my tongue.According to the old rules, I said I read it from a broken book in my hometown in Jianzhou.

A map next to it caught my attention.This is the first time I have seen an ancient map, and it is exactly the same as what I saw in history class.Seeing that I was interested, he pointed to the map and explained the current situation to me with great interest.

I was a little dumbfounded. The land belonging to the current Dongting Dynasty is actually less than the land in the Southern Song Dynasty: a large area of ​​land in the south belongs to the Nanzhao Kingdom, the northwest is the border between Turks and Loulan, and we have a powerful neighbor in the northeast. Fortunately, Japan and Goguryeo were not very strong at this time.

The Turks split into East and West Turks in the first year of Yuanwu. The East Turks have a good relationship with us. After the Western Turks were defeated by the former Shangshu a few years ago, the East Court has always adopted a peace policy.The current relationship between the two countries is still so-so, but the Western Turks have been harassing the Loulan border for years, and Loulan is a vassal state of the Eastern Court. This war actually means that the Turks and the Eastern Court are competing for control of the Silk Road.

However, in the past few years, the Dongting Dynasty has been busy fighting with Huainan King and Jiaodong King, who supported the rebellion, and had no time to take care of it.

What is more serious is that Nanzhao is increasingly dissatisfied with being a vassal state of the Eastern Court, and has a strong sense of independence. However, Nanzhao's territory has already included the whole of Yunnan and Tibet, Guizhou, Vietnam, Myanmar and other regions in my time.The territory of Nanzhao is much larger than that of Dongting, and our country is becoming more and more like a vassal state of Nanzhao, and Nanzhao has been disturbing people at the border recently.

Song Minglei talks eloquently and analyzes the current situation. He really has a good plan, has the opportunity to hide the universe, and has the ambition to swallow the world. Some of the seedlings of the so-called heroes of the world.

Even I, a womanizer, was so excited when I heard it, my heart skipped a beat, "Second brother, were you and Mr. Han from Xifengyuan just now discussing the current situation in the world?"

He nodded immediately, and bluntly told that Mr. Han intended to bring him under Mr. Bai's tent.I gradually stopped laughing.

He stared into my eyes and said softly: "What's wrong with Simei?"

I frowned and said: "Mujin firmly believes that the eldest brother and the second brother are the rare young heroes in the world, and the romantic figures in the future, but they will only die once they succeed..."

Song Minglei sighed softly, and said quietly: "What the fourth sister said is very true. Our little Wuyi is all unfortunate people who have suffered accidents in the family. Not to mention Brother Yu, even the eldest brother often sighs that his life is not at the right time. But if there is no The Yuan family, where will we go? We may live on the streets, become coolies in the market, or be a place of fireworks and willow lanes." He smiled wryly.

I nodded in agreement.If there is no original family, Jinxiu and I may really be sold to whorehouses.

He only heard a change in his tone, "People in the world are divided into black and white, and they go back and forth to fight for honor and disgrace. Stealing life, tyranny of foreign relatives, foreign invasion, trying to take over China and Kyushu. Natural disasters and man-made disasters, the people are in dire straits, Mr. Han calculated that in ten years the Dongting Dynasty will definitely change hands." Believe it or not, Brother Yu asserted that within five years, the world will be in chaos, and the original family will surely be able to compete in the Central Plains. If we can help him achieve hegemony, we will be able to save all the people from the fire and water, so that China will not be insulted by foreigners Also. We can also create a career and be famous forever." He stopped, calmed down his excitement, looked at me, and said loudly: "I have always referred to Fourth Sister as my confidant, I don't know what Fourth Sister thinks? "

I was tongue-tied and speechless for a long time.I thought to myself: Should I recite it, to show my ambition indifferently, and to go far away through tranquility, or should I immediately suggest that he first make Xichuan his home, and then take Jingzhou to build a foundation, so as to become a tripartite force, and then the Central Plains can be Xutu?
Looking at that young and resolute face, the earnest trust in the eyes, and recalling the declaration that made me a confidant, it reminded me of my little uncle who served in the flying brigade in my previous life.Although he became a wealthy businessman after retiring, he still pays close attention to the current situation.In addition to his hobby of saving money, he talked about ancient and modern Chinese and foreign wars all his life.I added history to the college entrance examination, so I ran to my little uncle's house when I had nothing to do in Black July.

Compared with my little uncle's hobbies, my little aunt may feel more affectionate about PRADA bags and Chanel clothes, so it's rare for him to regard my little kid as an excellent object of confidance.Whenever he talked about the history of humiliation suffered by foreigners in the Northern Song Dynasty and the history of imperialist aggression suffered by China after the Opium War in modern times, he beat his chest and sighed.

I was fascinated by what I heard at the time, and then I followed the example of my little uncle to start a business and strengthen the country economically, until I met Chang'an cheating, Zifu made a scene in the underworld, and somehow arrived in this strange time and space.

When the Yugoslav embassy was bombed, the little uncle once waved his arms angrily and said: "If the motherland needs it, I can still go back to the blue sky."

My heart skipped a beat, my little uncle's face overlapped with Song Minglei's, and I was in a daze for a moment, not knowing which time and space I was in.

Maybe in this time and space, I can fulfill my little uncle's dream, and I can also protect my relatives and friends in this life, such as Jianzhou's old father, Wangcai, stepmother, Xiao Wuyi, and Yuan Feijue...

Song Minglei was right, we were born at the wrong time and sold ourselves as slaves, but if we didn't have our original family, we might be in a worse situation.From the moment we stepped into the gate of the original family, our destiny has already been connected with the original family.

I smiled and nodded at Song Minglei, "Second brother has great ambitions, and Mu Jin really admires him." The young man on the opposite side was obviously happy, and I continued: "Since second brother has cited Mu Jin as a confidant, I am the only one who looks up to him. A few days ago The second brother on the day mentioned the letter from the elder brother and mentioned the tactics of fighting against the Turks, I went back and thought about it, and now I will write to the second brother to see if I can help the elder brother."

I took out a self-made quill pen, dipped it in Song Minglei's ink, and wrote down a few ancient defensive warfare tactics that I had read in my uncle's war books, such as sparrow apricot, line smoke, dust truck, and commanding the United States. Chemical weapons that are a headache for people.In fact, our China had poisonous smoke balls as early as the Northern Song Dynasty, which must have not been invented in this dynasty.The Song Dynasty in history had several neighbors who were too powerful. Unfortunately, due to politically complicated reasons, it was always at a disadvantage in that era, and finally perished under the iron hoof of Mongolia.

Song Minglei looked at it, his eyes suddenly lit up amazingly, he grabbed my paper and read it carefully.He used too much force and tore my chilblained hand, which was excruciatingly painful.

I struggled to take out my handkerchief to wrap my swollen hand, but he found that my right hand was bleeding profusely. He grabbed my hand, frowned and asked, "The golden sore I gave you What about the medicine?"

It's already used up. I've been busy fighting with you these few days. Of course I don't have the nerve to ask you for it!
I said awkwardly, "I just finished it."

He glanced at me and seemed a little annoyed.He took out a small porcelain bottle from the cabinet, patted my hand away, and carefully wiped the medicine on me.I grinned my teeth in pain and had to thank him, thinking that this bastard definitely did it on purpose.

"Brother Song..."

A beautiful voice came in and saved my hand.Song Minglei and I looked around, and saw a pretty man standing at the door, staring at us with twinkling eyes.Isn't this the very red parsley next to the second lady?She is the only daughter of the eldest brother and sister's wet nurse, and grew up with the young master and the second young lady. It is said that if the young master did not marry the current eldest princess, Mrs. Yuan planned to send her to the young master as the second wife. Now she is very likely to be the second wife. The second lady's companion maid.

I gave her a blessing, "Sister Xiangqin."

For Song Minglei's sake, she gave me a slight nod as a greeting.She walked past me indifferently, walked straight to Song Minglei, and showed an incomparably sweet smile, "Second Miss has returned from Famen Temple, let me pass on a message."

Splendid is back!I couldn't hide my joy.

Parsley glanced at me, then closed her mouth.

Understood!
I bid farewell to Song Minglei. He was also a sensible person, and he didn't keep him. He just rolled up my half-written war strategy and quill pen, and stuffed me with two more boxes of medicine, one for golden sores, and the other for The rare Ganoderma lucidum snake gall powder for asthma is for Biying.

Regardless of Xiangqin's ugly face, he said softly: "It's getting late, sorry for the second brother not being able to send him away, and the fourth sister is careful on the way. You must apply the medicine on time, and remember to greet the third sister for me."

My heart felt hot, I stuffed the scroll into my sleeve, and with a hum, I walked out of Qingzhuju under Xiangqin's icy eyes.

(End of this chapter)