Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 685

The boss got excited: "Guest officer, you don't know something. In the past, in our small shop, military men from the imperial court came to make troubles and disturb them every day. Even the girls who sang ditty songs were not spared. It was very annoying. Parachutist After they arrived, they were chased away, and people were sent to arrest all the hooligans in the city who usually like to provoke troubles. Now, it is really possible to keep the house open at night and not pick up lost items on the road, and even the female family members dare to go out. Imagine. However, our family still kindly reminds you that only those under the jurisdiction of the parachutist will be so clean, and then there will be wars and chaos, and thieves will be rampant. Madam should be careful..."

"Thank you store."

"Objective, what do you want to eat?"

"Just a bowl of beef noodles."

"Okay."

When Hua Rong was waiting for the beef noodles to come, in a blink of an eye, he saw that there were still a few tables of guests in the inn, but it seemed that they were all business travelers from the past, so they did their duty.At this time, a blind man with a silk string on his back led a little girl in.Pull up the tune and start singing.The song "Wuling Spring" was sung:
The fragrant flowers in the wind and dust are exhausted, and I comb my hair day and night.Things are people and nothing is done. If you want to talk, tears will flow first.

It is said that Sungai Spring is still good, and I plan to go boating.I'm afraid that Shuangxi can't carry a lot of worry.

That's Li Yi'an's song.In the past few years, since Pengju's death, Hua Rong has recuperated on the island, went north to the Kingdom of Jin, and then went south again. In this way, several years have passed in a hurry.I have also gone from black hair to white head, and then to black hair.

She couldn't help touching her hair under her turban, thinking of the impermanence of the world, the long-disappeared Li Yi'an, Lu Tiha, and even——Pengju!
Things are people and nothing is done, and tears shed first.

She couldn't control her emotions. Fortunately, the lights were dim, and she was sitting in the innermost corner, so it was difficult for people to see her expression.She lowered her head and quietly wiped away her tears. The little girl was still singing Yiyi, and the blind man was singing loudly. On this summer and autumn night, before the melody was finished, she hurt her heart, and every word and every word was full of tears.

At this time, the little girl was already holding a plate, begging for money one by one.

Hua Rong took out a piece of broken silver and gently placed it on her plate.Perhaps the little girl was very surprised and grateful when she saw such a piece of silver. She bowed and thanked in a low voice: "Thank you very much."

Hua Rong just waved his hand lightly, without making a sound at all.

At this time, the beef noodles have come up.The portion of noodles is generous and the beef is very chewy.However, when it comes to the mouth, it tastes like chewing wax, completely losing its delicious taste.

Hua Rong forced herself to eat it, until she finished the big bowl of beef noodles before getting up and going to her room.After a simple wash, just lie down on the bed.

From south to north, now, another person is lying alone in an inn in a foreign land.The bleak moonlight came in from the window, and she sat on the head of the bed, not sleepy at all, and stared at the moon with her eyes wide open.

He suddenly remembered that many years ago, he escaped from the camp of the Jin Army and went all the way to find Yue Pengju.Along the way, it was also so desolate. At that time, it was even more chaotic, with the rampant Jin army everywhere, and the Song army who fled and took the opportunity to wreak havoc.Therefore, the army really cannot be defeated. As long as it is defeated and scattered, both the enemy army and its own army will burn, kill and loot the people.Especially the Song Army, they ran away when they met the Jin Army, and robbed the common people when they encountered it. Therefore, it is completely understandable that Zhao Deji didn't get much sympathy all the way south.

I really didn't expect that there would be such a day again, and I would look for it from such a long distance.The difference is that at that time, my own search also had a fervent hope, knowing that it was my destination.The current search is illusory, and I don't know what it is for, so stubborn.

Suddenly thinking of King Qin, my heart shuddered.According to the time calculation, he should have gone back by this time.He must return to the island before he returns to the island.This is what I promised Uncle Yang and Xiao Hutou.Unexpectedly, the journey south was wasted, and the trip was delayed without knowing it.

She was about to get up and hurry, but her body was limp and her mind was limp, and she couldn't lift her spirits up, and she didn't know what to do.

She lay down again, at this time, the moon was white and the wind was clear.

My heart was like a cat scratching, and then I jumped off barefoot.

It was only when I ran to the door that I felt the coolness on the ground, and then I remembered to put on my boots again, open the window, and look around.The store money was settled last night.She opened the window and went out, and then saw that the lights in the stables were about to go out, and the young man was yawning, and was feeding the horses of various merchants for the last time.

Hua Rong walked over to lead his horse.

The little guy was very surprised: "Guest officer, it's so late, where are you going?"

"I still have something to do, thank you for taking care of my horse." She took out some broken silver, rewarded the boy, and rode away.

In the night, I couldn't distinguish east, west, north and south for a while, and I didn't know where to go.There is a forked road in front, to the left is the parachutist's barracks, to the right is to go south, leading to Changlin Island.Every direction is so simple to say, it is either left or right, but every section of the journey is far more than thousands of miles?

She hesitated for a while, but still couldn't bear it.

It was an ardent eagerness, an eagerness that I had been looking forward to for so many years, youth, years, passion, a lifetime of hard work... almost completely burned in this eagerness.Everything, be it parting, life or death, is all so urgent.

She pulled the rein suddenly and turned her head.

That's the direction to the barracks.

The horse stopped in a secluded place.She quietly took a few steps forward.I've been here twice, and I'm very familiar with the path here.Tall barracks, flat board room.Faintly, she already knew that the building was where the parachutist lived.

She never expected that she would come here three times, just like visiting a thatched cottage three times—but, she was not Liu Bei, and it was not Zhuge Liang who came to see her.

I come and go, run around, toss and turn, and what I seek is nothing but an ardent hope.

Don't give up!
No matter where you go, you never give up.

Just like a sentence that was never finished, a piece of music that was never played, the voice lingered, wandering back and forth in a corner that I hadn't noticed.Always find it.

She stood quietly in front of the house.

The residence of the parachutist is not heavily guarded.I don't know if it's because he himself believes in the boldness of skilled people, or because he thinks he is upright and has no assassins.However, these days, there was indeed no assassin in his residence.Not even in the barracks.

At this time, the night dew is deep, and another dawn is coming.It is also in the future that the sky will be so dark that it is like an endless net that completely covers the earth, making it difficult for people to see how many monsters and ghosts are hidden inside.

Hua Rong was already standing by the window.

But I don't know how to continue, it seems to be a kind of spiritual voyeurism.

Just like those scholars rushing for exams, like those studying hard in dilapidated temples, hoping for some vixen or flower demon to turn into beauties, coquettish, and walk down the wall by themselves.

Then, there was a slight sound.

Someone pushed open the window, Hua Rong felt dazed for a while, and couldn't help but listen to that voice: "Please come in."

The voice was flat, without any emotional color, as if it was a stereotyped delivery of official documents that is common in military camps.Rather than the affectionate and kind words of the past: "Sister Seventeen, come in!"

Seventeen sisters, come in!
As if automatically, she changed the voice herself, and her heart was instantly filled with a kind of warm friendship, a kind of unstoppable enthusiasm. She jumped in through the window.

The wick had burned to the top, and the parachutist replaced it with another one, and the room was brightened instantly.

Hua Rong sat on the only chair in the corner, maybe it was originally the parachute's seat.The parachutist stood opposite her.Her eyes were burning, staring at that plain face, as if she wanted to see a flower from it.

However, it is still not a flower.

It was just an unfamiliar face.

Just because I watched it for a long time, I couldn't help but start to change, and began to become what I wanted, but in a blink of an eye, it was not what I wanted, it was still strange, and I couldn't control it at all.

She stared blankly until she held a cup of hot tea in her hand.I don't know where it came from, maybe it was handed over by the parachutist, but she didn't realize it.

"Drink this tea."

The sound was still flat.But she drank the cup of tea as if hypnotized.The temperature is just right, and after drinking, I feel a strange taste and a faint fragrance in my mouth.She didn't know what kind of tea it was and why it tasted so strange.However, after drinking it, the mood was obviously slightly awake.

There was some panic in her eyes, she stood up, sat down again, but remained silent.

The parachutist was opposite her, and picked up a map. For the first time, there was a hint of a smile in his voice. I don't know if it was her illusion.

"We are going to attack Jiang Ping next."

Jiang Ping was the place where he and Pengju traveled south to serve as kings during the Mutiny of Miao and Liu, from Jiangping to Zhenjiang, from Yue Pengju to Han Zhongliang...it was the four great generals of ZTE who had Zhao Deji's glory.It's a pity that now, the four generals have disappeared, only Zhao Deji is still sitting firmly on the dragon chair, covering the sky with his hands.

From King Qin to King Destroyer—history, what a big joke.Everything seems to be reversed inadvertently. With a flick of a finger, everything is in the past before it starts.

Hua Rong became excited, almost jumping for joy: "Really? From Jiangping, Zhenjiang, all the way south?"

"Yes! However, the speed is not so fast. Every time we conquer a land, we must first consolidate it. Now, there are repeated remnants of bandits everywhere..." Zhao Deji has been running Jiangnan for these years, whether it is taxes or the army, there are very important things. With a strong foundation, even Jin Jun can't do anything to him at all.

Hua Rong was worried: "Zhao Deji is no longer the Zhao Deji he was back then."

"However, all the godsons he appoints now are Wang Jixian. Liu Qi was arrested, and the other generals are all under Wang Jixian's name. They are all stupid idiots, so there is nothing to fear. What we have to do is not to do it all at once. If we continue to fight, we must first stabilize the territory we occupy..."

(End of this chapter)