Long live the general

When Zhou Zhenyan asked this question, his mind was blank, but he blurted it out out of some kind of strong desire.

After asking, he didn't regret it, and stared at Huo Yi calmly.

"Mid-Autumn Festival..." Huo Yi didn't think much about it: "I don't have any plans for the time being. If Xiaoyue wants to go to the temple fair? I? I'll take her out to play."

"The temple fair is indeed very lively." Zhou Zhenyan muttered along, turning all kinds of thoughts quickly in his head, and then asked: "I saw fireworks at the temple fair last time. I have nothing to do this year. Mid-Autumn Festival? If you want to go to the temple fair to pray for blessings, General Huo should go too."

Dai Viet has two main festivals, the Lantern Festival and the Mid-Autumn Festival. The Lantern Festival is the beginning of the year, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is also a festival that occurs after Dai Viet has recuperated for several years and the country is prosperous.

Huo Yi remembered last year's Mid-Autumn Festival. He and Zhang Laiqian also saw the emperor wearing private clothes to go to temple fairs, thinking that this must be His Majesty's real love for Mid-Autumn Festival.

He agreed.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is only a few days away.On the day of rest, Tao Jiamu hid under the eaves of the Huo Mansion and ate ice cubes, and poured a layer of sweet honey water on top. This was originally a tribute from the palace, but His Majesty the Emperor casually gave a copy to the Huo Mansion.

Huo's mansion is cold in winter and cool in summer, so Tao Jiamu and the others especially like to come to Huo's mansion to cool off at such a time.

Sometimes Qiu Hongguang felt embarrassed, so Tao Jiamu came the most diligently? Huo Yi simply packed up a guest room for him.

While digging the ice, Tao Jiamu crossed his legs and asked, "Xiaoyue, do you want to go out for the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

After Huo Lingyue and the others had been in contact for a long time, Tao Jiamu was too lazy to maintain his previous image. He was very lazy and casual.

"talk later."

Huo Lingyue tied up her long hair and wore a black bunt. Her waist and wrists were tightly restrained, making her body look taller and taller, with a solemn air like a deep stream.

Tao Jiamu sighed in his heart, this child is more and more like Huo Yi, but not only Huo Yi, but also has the temperament of His Majesty the Emperor.

He probably knew what His Majesty was teaching her every day, but he was just a Ph. D., so there was no room for comment.Even if he occasionally tried to figure out what His Majesty meant, he couldn't say much.

After all, Huo Lingyue's surname is Huo... Or, she is a Huo? Girl, isn't that great.

Tao Jiamu watched as Huo Lingyue picked up the short knife to break dreams and walked to the middle of the school field.

Huo Yi had already been ready for battle.

What Huo Yi held in his hand was an ordinary sword. There was no word "Longevity for a Hundred Years" on it. It was ordinary in length and material. It was an army standard weapon before the ring sword was used.Huo Lingyue used a short knife. It is the current mainstream idea that a knife is better than a sword on the battlefield, but a short knife?Zhou Zhenyan specially allowed her to bring a knife into the palace. Huo Lingyue wore Broken Dreams around her waist every day, and even put it next to her pillow when she was sleeping. She was like a friend to Broken Dreams.

In Taixue Palace, there was someone who taught sword skills. When that person saw Huo Lingyue, he called her a genius with swords.

After Qiu Hongguang knew about this, he emphasized: "I? I saw it early! Xiaoyue wasted without a knife!"

Huo Lingyue can always learn something new from different people. Sometimes Tao Jiamu can't help feeling that she just grew up eating "hundreds of dishes".

On the school field, the two stood opposite each other.

The swords in their hands were all sharpened. Huo Lingyue kicked his heels, making a crisp sound on the stone bricks.

"Little uncle, if I win? Can you take me with you in the next battle?" Huo Lingyue asked.

Oh, quite confident.Huo Yi smiled and said, "We'll talk about it after you win."

Huo Lingyue held the knife in one hand, her legs were slightly bent, and her heel made a slight sound against the floor. She rushed towards her little uncle like an arrow off the string.Huo Yi saw that she was approaching menacingly, so instead of advancing, he retreated. He sideways avoided the blow, and then raised the blade of the sword upwards, cutting towards Huo Lingyue's wrist.Huo Lingyue is very courageous, she can almost smell the cold rust of the sword's edge in her breath, the broken dream in her hand is like thin paper, tightly sticking to the sword's edge, restraining the blade, and her person is like a loach Indented into Huo Yi's chest.

An inch is short, an inch is dangerous, close combat is the advantage of the short knife!

Huo Yi was still able to move around in a few inches of space. The short knife flew up and down like a butterfly, but it couldn't hurt him.

He has a kind of calmness unique to the elderly, and the ordinary long sword in his hand is like an arm and finger, as if it has also become some kind of magic weapon.Huo Lingyue lowered her body, and the blade touched Huo Yi's blade from bottom to top. Then she got behind him and kicked back violently. After a while, Huo Lingyue also reacted quickly, rolling on the spot to avoid the sharp sword from top to bottom.

Up to now, Huo Yi has not even changed his breathing.

"Are you still coming?"

He looked at Huo Lingyue with a kind of "peaceful" encouragement in his eyes. This is a guiding battle, but Huo Lingyue wants to win.

"Come!"

Huo Lingyue rubbed her body again and rushed forward, the short knife and the long sword collided, the huge force made her tiger's mouth vibrate, almost split open.She and Huo Yi clashed swords several times, constantly increasing their speed, and made a crisp sound when they struck each other.The stronger Huo Yi used his sword, Huo Lingyue's body was flexible, and with this strength, he gritted his teeth and rolled over, unexpectedly soaring into the air, his right hand struck again.Only then did Huo Yi realize that she didn't have a knife in her right hand. Huo Yi was startled, and then a cold light flashed, and broken dreams followed him like a shadow.

And? Fast and ruthless, like a dream like electricity.

The blow missed.

Huo Yi patted Broken Dream away with his palm, and asked, "Who did you learn this trick from?"

Broken Dream fell to the ground with a thud, and blood sprang from Huo Lingyue's tiger's mouth. She opened her palm, knowing that she had lost completely, and said depressedly: "It was taught by a Taiwei? It's called Hidden Sword Technique. "

She picked up Broken Dream, and the blood fell on the handle of the knife, and then dripped down the blade: "Oh, this knife has never defeated you."

Her dream of going to war was also shattered.

"This move is quite powerful, but it is generally not used on the battlefield. Because when the two armies are at war, it depends more on strength and speed. This kind of sword technique is too technical." Huo Yi gave her an analysis for a long time, and then asked: "What do you always want to do on the battlefield, you can't just watch Li Feng go, do you want to go too?"

Huo Lingyue curled her lips: "I? I want to help you."

In the past, Huo Lingyue might have thought that the best thing she could do in the Northern Expedition to the Huns was to go to the battlefield and fight in person, but after being educated by Zhou Zhenyan and others, her thinking has also changed a lot.

It is true that going to the battlefield can serve the country, but there are more things that can be supported. It is not necessary to go to the battlefield and cut off the head of the Huns in person.

For example, provide sufficient supplies for each soldier, so that they have no worries.

Although her thoughts have changed, when Huo Lingyue thought of the scene of her little uncle fighting in the north, she still couldn't help feeling that she could help him on the battlefield in a closer place.

"Let's talk about going to the battlefield." Huo Yi touched Huo Lingyue's head, and said softly, "Go and bandage your hands."

Huo Lingyue let out an oh, and ran away holding Broken Dream.

Tao Jiamu was still gnawing on the ice cubes, and said with emotion: "Xiaoyue seems to have grown up all of a sudden."

Huo Lingyue met him before, and they were quite close. But at some point, there was a distance suddenly, and her personality became more mature.

"Yeah, you're quite happy watching it?" Huo Yi put down his sword, the little girl's growth and changes are gradual, and it seems to be different suddenly one day.

Huo Yi's heart is complicated, and occasionally he misses the former Xiaoyue.Maybe every elder who watched their children grow up is like this. While rejoicing at their children's growth, they can't help but think about the past.

"This kind of level? Battle, how can I watch it every day? Come, you eat too." Tao Jiamu divided half of the ice into another bowl, pushed it to Huo Yi, and couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, you are right. How nice of you."

Holding the ice bowl, Huo Yi blinked: "Really?"

"Hey, you're asking this question knowingly." Tao Jiamu patted the desk angrily, and the files on it shook: "There are so many people in the court, why didn't he send me? Ice, why didn't he send the prime minister? If you don’t send an imperial envoy, why don’t you send a ministerial order! Not to mention the usual honors, who else has such special treatment except you, because of you, even Xiaoyue is valued by him.”

"Compared with the Zhou family, His Majesty loves the Huo family more. You have always heard that."

"...This kind of words sound a little scary." Huo Yi thought to himself, I don't dare to enjoy the honor, the higher the praise, the worse the fall, he said with some distress: "Your Majesty has been hot and cold to me recently. Yeah, don't know what happened."

"You don't know, I? I definitely don't know either." Tao Jiamu smiled and said with an ice cube in his mouth, "Why, do you care about his attitude?"

Huo Yi rolled his eyes: "Who was it with me a few months ago? Crying, saying that His Majesty didn't take his? Opinion, worried about gains and losses, and doubted his own? Existence value..."

Tao Jiamu was in a hurry to argue, swallowed the ice cubes in his mouth, and choked them in his throat again.His eyes widened, the ice bowl was placed on the file, and he looked at Huo Yi in horror, speechless.

Huo Yi hurriedly stood up, strode over to hold his back, Tao Jiamu waved his hand, and swallowed the ice hard, his eyes were red when he raised his head.

Huo Yi: "..."

Tao Jiamu: "..."

Huo Yi slowly put down his hand: "Don't be so excited."

Tao Jiamu also felt ashamed. He covered his face and took a deep breath. Seeing that the files on the case were soaked in water, he hurriedly removed the ice bowl.

"Have you read these files for a few months?" Huo Yi asked casually, "What are you going to do?"

"I? I have an idea, but I can't tell you yet. I'll talk about it when I have an idea." Tao Jiamu tidied up the file on the case and asked casually, "Are you free for Mid-Autumn Festival?"

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