Huan Rong

Whether Qin Jing was sincere or joking, it was impossible for Huan Rong to let him peek through the wall or look through the window in the middle of the night.

If found, things go unexplained.

The world will not think that the two have an appointment, but will only believe that Qin Jing intends to assassinate the emperor of the Han Dynasty.The brief peace between Chang'an and Jiankang will vanish in an instant, and a military incident is inevitable.

Although Qin Ce's attitude is arrogant, Huan Rong also has a way to deal with it.No matter what attitude the former adopts, whether it is arrogant or not, he always approves of Chang'an sending troops to conquer Murong Xianbei.

He had thought about the result of the matter, it was nothing more than Qin's wining the hearts of the people in the north and gaining a firm foothold in Chang'an.However, it is nothing to be able to eliminate hidden dangers on the border and extinguish Xianbei's hope of re-entering the Central Plains.

This kind of thinking is of course a bit of loyalty, but he is willing to take a risk instead of leaving Murong Chui to stare at him.Even if it would increase the strength of the Qin family, he would not hesitate to do so.

More importantly, he ascended the throne to expel the Hu thieves and restore China.

It is one thing to do business with Murong Xianbei, but it is another thing to provide military assistance and political alliance.

There is a bottom line in everything, once crossed, you will lose your original intention, or even put the cart before the horse.When things got out, the vows he made before would become a joke.

Huan Rong needed to take risks, and had to.

After Qin Jing spoke, Huan Rong was only speechless for a while, then shook his head.

Anticipating that he would have such a reaction, Qin Jing was not disappointed, she lifted Huan Rong's chin with one hand, and kissed him lightly on the forehead like a dragonfly touching water.

After a moment of silence, Qin Jing planned to get up and leave, not wanting her sleeves to be pulled.Looking at Huan Rong in surprise, the latter smiled lightly and said: "I have a good deal with General Qin. It's rare for the general to go south. I want to talk with the general at night by candlelight, about the grasslands of the Western Regions. How about it?"

"Bingzhu night talk?" Qin Jing raised his eyebrows.

"Of course."

Qin Jing smiled, slowly pulled down Huan Rong's hand, straightened his sleeves, and said seriously: "Your Majesty is kind, but Jing is disrespectful, and I respect your Majesty's order."

There was a slow smile in the dark eyes, looking straight over, Huan Rong felt a little uncomfortable, and coughed in embarrassment.

"I am waiting for the general to drive."

Qin Jing saluted and left the inner room.

Outside the door, the eunuch who had been waiting for a long time finally heaved a sigh of relief, and ordered the palace servants and children to carry the food boxes and bring the prepared meals to Huan Rong.

When going out, naturally, you can't be too restricted by the rules.

Huan Rong eats three meals a day, plus two meals of pastries. The dishes are not too varied, except for stir-fried vegetables, which are no different from what Xie An and Wang Biaozhi use.

It's just that the chef's skills are excellent, and the food tastes exquisite. Xie An and Wang Biaozhi were once kept by the emperor, and they ate it once, and they were full of praise.

The strange thing is that no matter how much praise they say, the two of them have no intention of having dinner with the emperor anymore.

The reason is that Huan Rong's appetite is too amazing. Xun You, Shi Shao and others have the unique skill of counting rice grains. Xie An and Wang Biaozhi don't have this skill, and they don't want to break the rules. I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and walked around in the yard to digest.

The meals are served one by one, including roasted meat and vegetables, and rice and rice are served in buckets.

The pigeon flew down from the wooden frame, and instead of landing on the couch, it was close to Huan Rong's leg, rubbing against Huan Rong's leg.

It's fine.

Huan Rong sighed silently, and ordered the eunuch to prepare fresh meat, grain and wheat.

"promise!"

The eunuch was ordered to retreat, and the maidservant waited on him.

Huan Rong waved his hand, cut the roasted meat with his own dagger, then cleaned his hands with a cloth towel, picked up the bamboo chopsticks, and ate a mouthful of rice and roasted meat.

Huan Rong's eating appearance is very good, he can be called elegant, but his appetite is not at all in line with elegance.

The palace maid knelt beside her, and the only thing she needed to do was add food.

The rice disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even if he saw the same situation more often, he would still be amazed unconsciously. This kind of appetite is probably not comparable to that of ordinary generals.

After eating and drinking enough, Huan Rong stood on the porch for a while, saw two ancient trees in the courtyard, and accidentally found a bird's nest among the branches.

I didn't see the big bird returning to the nest, nor did I hear the cry of the young bird, so I couldn't help but feel curious, and was about to get closer, when the dove suddenly flew out of the room, flew over Huan Rong's shoulder, and flew straight to the bird's nest.

At this moment, two crisp birdsongs suddenly came from the sky.

Two small birds with bright feathers flew one after another, screaming loudly and rushing towards the dove, flapping their wings, pecking and grabbing with their claws, not half the size of the dove, very brave and fearless.

"Cuckoo!"

"Twitter!"

Amidst the chirping of birds, a few feathers flew down from the top of the tree, followed by the expelled pigeons.

The two little birds either protected the nest or drove the dove away from the old tree. Just now, they chirped a few times, one returned to the nest, and the other landed on the branch, watching the tree vigilantly.

Perhaps because he felt unwilling, after the dove landed, he regrouped a bit and wanted to charge again, but was held down by Huan Rong on the spot.

"This is their nest, their home. Maybe there are unhatched birds in the nest. If you go there like this, you will naturally be attacked."

As Huan Rong spoke, he held up the pigeon, stroked the feathers on the pigeon's back, and gently nodded its little head.

"Birds protect their nests, let alone humans."

Huan Rong's voice was very low, and his smile was a little hazy.

Dian Kui Xu Chao looked at each other, not understanding what he was talking about or why he was laughing.Is it because the birds are fighting?What's the point of two little birds and one dove? If you really want to feast your eyes, you should watch fighting eagles.

The sun sinks into the horizon, and day is replaced by night.

In the night sky, a bright moon hangs high, and the stars are shining brightly.

Huan Rong changed his dark clothes, untied his hair, and leaned on the side of the couch to read the bamboo slips.

The three-legged lamp illuminates the interior, and the light dances, drawing a slender silhouette on the wall.

"Your Majesty, General Qin, please see me."

The eunuch's voice sounded outside the door, Huan Rong paused, his heart skipped a beat, and his throat felt a little dry.Put down the bamboo slips, try to

After calming down, he called Qin Jing inside.

Same as in the daytime, Qin Jing is still dressed in black clothes, except for the sword, the long robe on her body seems to have been changed as well.

Huan Rong motioned Qin Jing to sit down, waited for the eunuch to move two three-legged lamps, and then ordered him to step down and not enter the inner room unless summoned.

The door is closed, and silence flows in the room,

The light was dimly yellow, and the people under the light were a bit hazy.

People say that looking at the beauty under the lamp makes my heart skip a beat.Not to mention the beauty on the opposite side, how could her heart beat so fast that she almost jumped out of her cavity.

"Your Majesty," Qin Jing raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Jing came as scheduled."

"Ahem!" Huan Rong coughed twice, forced his mind back, pushed away the bamboo slips, and spread out a map drawn on sheepskin, which attracted Qin Jing's strange glance.

"Jing Dao asked me to come to talk about military affairs?"

"By the way." Huan Rong grinned, without denying it.

"Can it be Murong Xianbei?" Qin Jing continued.

"There are also the Western Regions and the Grassland." Huan Rong pointed at the map, circled the vacuum zone in Monan, crossed the Yin Mountain, and went straight to Xihai County where Qin Jing had stationed troops.

"Maybe Xuan Min can help me?" Huan Rong had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't dare to draw conclusions easily.

Now that Qin Ce has made an order to conquer Murong Xianbei, once this battle is over, he will sooner or later face Jiankang.He really wanted to know whether Qin Jing laid down this territory, whether it was as he thought, or if he had other plans.

Qin Jing lowered her eyelids, then raised them again, her eyes were bright, and she no longer saw the warmth before.

"What does this mean? Did Jingdao not guess?"

"Yes." Huan Rong nodded.

"Since that's the case, why ask again."

"My guess may not be equivalent to Xuan Min's true meaning."

"True intention?" Qin Jing suddenly fell into silence, and said for a long time, "If I say I have to do it, is the respect trustworthy?"

"……I believe."

"really?"

"really."

Huan Rong knew what it was like to be cornered, and also knew the helplessness of finding a way out for himself in advance.

Looking at Qin Jing in front of him, he was sure that Qin's father and son were really at odds. He didn't have the slightest idea of ​​letting go, let alone being happy.Thinking about Huan Da Sima in his early years, his thoughts are inevitably complicated.

A thought suddenly flashed in his mind, knowing that it was unlikely, he still wanted to give it a try.

Pressing one hand on the map, Huan Rong leaned over the table, brushed the corners of Qin Jing's eyes with his fingers, slowly slid across the cheekbones and chin, and finally landed on the corners of his lips, and stopped there.

"In this way, the agreement between Xuan Min and me will come to nothing?"

Frustrated?

Qin Jing stared at Huan Rong without blinking her eyes.Immediately, she opened her lips, encased Huan Rong's fingertips, and closed her teeth, leaving a shallow tooth mark.

"Respectfully, I will eventually be the son of the Qin family."

"……I see."

Qin Jing meant that no matter what Qin Ce did, his surname was Qin, and he carried the legacy of the Qin family's ancestors. This point could never be changed.

He was very clear about Huan Rong's temptation, he did not ambiguous, nor pretended to lead, but told the other party clearly that he could not abandon the glory of his ancestors, nor would he abandon the Qin family and turn to Jiankang.

"I see."

Repeatedly muttering three words, Huan Rong smiled.There is nothing far-fetched in the smile, and some are relieved.He already knew the answer, but he confirmed it again and confirmed his vision.

The people he likes value love and righteousness, stick to their hearts, and will not easily give up everything they have insisted on.

Qin Jing would rather lead his troops north than switch to Jiankang.The latter option is a dead proposition and will not change from the very beginning.

"Xuan Min is an unrivaled hero." Huan Rong withdrew his hand, looked sideways at the light, the smile on the corner of his mouth never stopped, but his eyes became extraordinarily determined.

"Xuan Min will never forget the previous promise, and neither will I." The voice flowing in the room was not as clear and clear as usual, with some low-pitched accents, it seemed more solemn, as if a vow had been made again.

Qin Jing nodded, and suddenly raised her right arm, palms facing each other.

Huan Rong was surprised, why?

Qin Jing said solemnly, high five.

"Wen Jingdao has this hobby, Jing is willing to follow."

Huan Rong: "..."

If he finds out who passed it on, it's definitely... well, I really can't blame others for this matter.

Huan Rong raised his right arm and clapped three hands with Qin Jing.

In an instant, he seemed to be burned by the temperature of the opponent's palm.

Huan Rong was about to take back his hand, but was suddenly held by Qin Jing, his five fingers intertwined, the grip became tighter, and he refused to let go for a long time.Using the light to look across, Huan Rong was stunned for a moment.

Is it reluctance or sadness that flashed in the dark eyes?

When Qin Jing relaxed his strength, Huan Rong's body was faster than his brain, and he subconsciously shook it back.

"Respect?" Qin Jing was puzzled.

Huan Rong didn't make a sound, just looked at the other party quietly, then suddenly stood up, and bit Qin Jing's lips hard.

Not a kiss but a bite.

In less than two breaths, he tasted blood in his mouth.

The bamboo slip fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The lights danced, and from time to time there was a crisp sound from the center of the flame.

Dim light and shadow enveloped the room, and the shadows on the wall kept swaying and elongating, like two wounded beasts fighting, or like the last lingering battle.

The bed curtain fell, and the black robes and jade belts were layered.

Long hair falls like a waterfall, and when you close your eyes, you can still remember the style of the weeping willows on the banks of the Qinhuai River, the lonely smoke in the northern desert, the crisp singing of girls, and the shouts of soldiers fighting.

Qin Feng's clang echoed in my ears, and everything, like a slideshow, flashed in front of my eyes, gathering into a continuous long scroll.

Greedy for a while.

After indulgence, you will face a more cruel reality.

Everything tonight will sink into the depths of memory, guarded by heavy iron locks, which will only loosen when no one is around.Occasionally, a trace will flow out, and soon it will be locked deeper.

The next day, when Huan Rong got up, his side was already cold.

Sitting up with arms propped up, brushing away the hair in front of my eyes, the expected melancholy did not appear, and the heaviness seemed to be a beat slower, but it was a bit relaxed.

It should be said that he is really not suitable for mourning spring and autumn, let alone fine nerves.

After murmuring twice in a low voice, Huan Rong got up from the couch.If it wasn't for the slight discomfort left, [-]% would think that he had a dream.Thinking about it carefully, he also earned it.

After all, for a "beauty" of Qin Jing's level, who is full of evil spirits, it is even more difficult to talk to each other, let alone a romantic relationship.

Don't care about forever, only care about once owned.

Although this sentence is vulgar and does not fit Huan Rong's personality, but it is impossible for him to wipe away his tears for his love of crying, life or death.Don't talk about doing it, just thinking about it will give you goose bumps all over your body.

If it was Qin Jing, she would even shudder a few times.

Scary isn't it?

After eating breakfast, Xie An and Wang Biaozhi came to see him and said that everything was well arranged, and the spies from Chang'an would send back news soon.

Qin Jing's performance was as usual, she was neither intimate nor deliberate indifference.

The only change is that when getting along with Huan Rong, the evil spirit on his body is indeed reduced a lot.Zhang Lianlue, who entered the city with him, was puzzled, thinking of Qin Jing's character, he followed his intuition after all, and did not continue to investigate the reason.

Three days later, Huan Rong left Huainan and went west for hunting.

Qin Jing completed the mission of this trip, brought back the letter of credentials written by Huan Rong himself, and set off to return to the Northland.

At this time, the army led by Qin Yu was rushing to Liaodong County day and night.

When the news spread to Sanhan, Murong Chui and Murong De immediately mobilized their troops to prepare for the frontier, strictly investigated the caravans and foreigners entering and leaving the city, captured all suspected spies, and killed them on the spot.

Through the trade with the south, the two accumulated a lot of family property, which was not as good as when they were in the Central Plains. At any rate, they recovered a certain strength and could fight against the Qin family.

For the two of them, there is no way to run, but to go all out.

Rouran was chased to Mobei by Qin Jing, she didn't dare to turn back, even Wang Ting disappeared, asking for help was a daydream.Both Shi Wei and Ku Moxi belonged to the wall, and now they have surrendered to Murong Xianbei, their chests were slapping loudly, and they really didn't know what it was like to fight.

If you want to survive, you can only rely on yourself.

At the juncture of life and death, Murong Chui and Murong De let go of their previous suspicions and plan to join forces to fight against the enemy.But God's will tricks people, the elders reconcile, but the younger generation makes more trouble.

When Murong Chui was preparing for the frontier defense, Murong Ling and Murong Chong fought again. In a fit of anger, Murong Chong brought his confidantes to the door, beheaded the joining army who had advised Murong Ling, and even killed the two landlords who followed him .

This trouble is no small matter.

Murong Ling reported to Murong Chui, knelt down and begged Murong Chui to punish Murong Chong severely.

The murdered soldier was from the Duan family, and was Murong Ling's cousin, and the Duan family was Murong Chui's wife's family, who contributed a lot to him when he went north.

Murong Chui gritted his teeth and wanted to order someone to bring Murong Chong.Naturally, he would not kill this nephew, and to punish Duan, it is necessary to give Duan an explanation.

Unexpectedly, when the soldier who went to lead the man reported back, Murong ran away and searched the mansion all over, but he was nowhere to be seen.

"Ran?"

Murong Chui was stunned, and then flew into a rage.

It is common for Murong Chong and Murong Ling to be at odds with each other, and it is not uncommon for them to kill each other.But he absolutely shouldn't, shouldn't have run away at this juncture!

What you know is that he ran away in anger, but those who don't know will think that he is timid and use an excuse to escape from the battlefield!

"Search City!" Murong Chui clenched his fist hard and slammed it on the table, "Catch him back!"

"promise!"

The soldiers retreated, Murong Ling got up from the ground, lowered his head, taking the opportunity to hide the sneer on his lips.