Your Majesty, I am not worthy

The mansion of the Great General Zhenbei has winding paths and secluded paths. It is not as bright and luxurious as the palace, and it is not as fragrant as the prime minister’s mansion in Rong Mu. The thick wood everywhere and the flowers and plants hidden around silently show the general’s The simplicity of the government.

This is the first time Rong Mu came back to Zhenbei General's Mansion, the path is winding, and thanks to Hua Huaiyin leading the way, otherwise Rong Mu will definitely get lost in the mansion by himself.

Hua Huaiyin also introduced along the way, from the cobblestones the size of eggs at the door to the flowers and plants placed around in the courtyard of General Zhenbei.

This is the house where Rong Mu should have grown up. Hua Huaiyin explained it very carefully, and Rong Mu listened very carefully, as if trying to get familiar with all the plants and trees from Hua Huaiyin's few words.

"The next corner is my father's yard. Originally, my father and my mother's yards were together, but after my mother passed away, my father moved out alone." Hua Huaiyin saw that Rong Mu seemed to be interested in his mother. The yard before his death was curious, so he slowed down and said a few more words.

But the distance between the two courtyards is very close. Within a few dozen steps, Hua Huaiyin took Rong Mu to the outside of General Hua's courtyard: "Brother Rong, wait a moment, I'll go in and inform my father."

"Okay." After saying that, Rong Mu and the others stopped at the gate of the courtyard, while Hua Huaiyin had already strode in.

At this moment, Rong Mu is approaching the courtyard, but he has never seen the old general Hua inside,? He heard the clank of the sword across the air, as if an invisible long needle pierced through his long-closed veins,? Rong In the moment of twilight consciousness, he seemed to see the majestic posture of General Hua brandishing his long halberd when he was in northern Xinjiang.

Immediately the sound stopped, and there were several staggered footsteps approaching him continuously.

Rong Mu knew in his heart that it was General Hua and Hua Huaiyin who had come.

The breath that had been floating in the middle of the road was completely lifted up, and pressed against his throat, Rong Mu was a little numb. The whole person turned sideways slightly awkwardly: "Adu, just see if I'm still decent now? "

Song Du couldn't help laughing: "My lord, you have already asked all the way, and just now you came in with the major general and took the time to ask your subordinates."

Even so, Song Du still scrutinized his lord from head to toe.

Today's adult did not wear a white jade hair crown, but tied up his dark hair with a white headband of the color of warm jade, and a few strands of hair fluttered in front of his forehead, blown by the wind, gently swaying in the air of the adult. The white ears did not look messy, but revealed a bit of freedom and wantonness.

No matter how you look at it, it makes people feel comfortable.

"My lord is very decent now."

But Rong Mu was still nervous, he stretched out his hand to smooth the non-existent folds of his clothes, amidst the chirping of trees and birds, Rong Mu straightened his back even more.

This kind of hesitation and nervousness was never like this when he was in the imperial examination.

The old general held a very different weight in his heart than others.

When he went to northern Xinjiang, before he knew his identity, the old general's care for him at that time made him quite at a loss, and he felt guilty for the old general.

But after he knew his identity and that the old general was actually his biological father, more complicated thoughts took root in his heart.

What other reason could make General Hua abandon himself?

But Rong Mu has been wavering between guilt and resentment recently.

It's not that Rong Mu didn't think about asking the old general why he was abandoned when he was a child, why he had nothing with parents, brothers and relatives that everyone else had.

It would be a lie to say that there is no resentment at all.

But there is more fear in the resentment.

So on the second day when Old General Hua returned to Beijing, Rong Mu couldn't wait to come to Zhenbei General's Mansion, and wanted to ask Old General Hua clearly.

In just a few breaths, Rong Mu seemed to have experienced several times of rolling clouds and soothing clouds. The dark clouds intertwined with the red clouds breaking dawn, and what remained on Rong Mu's face were the tight corners of his lips and the flattened lips. lip line.

Rong Mu was not the only one who was nervous.

Hua Zheng, who came out together with Hua Huaiyin, was also tense from the inside to the outside, like a bow that was stretched to the fullest, it would break if he stretched out his hand lightly, and could ignite the surrounding air in an instant. .

But Hua Huaiyin didn't notice this: "Brother Rong, my father is here, but my father said he wants to talk to you alone, why don't I take Ah...Song Du down for some refreshments?"

"Then there will be General Lao." Rong Mu slightly nodded at Hua Huaiyin.

"Where it is, then we will go down first."

Hua Huaiyin happily took Song Du away, even his back was a little off.

Looking at the backs of Hua Huaiyin and Song Du leaving, Rong Mujiang turned his head sideways, only to realize that Hua Zheng's eyes were firmly fixed on him.

"You come with me."

"Is the general going all the way smoothly?"

The unison of Rong Mu and General Hua made the originally condensed atmosphere a little more peaceful.

Rong Mu was stunned for a moment, and then continued: "Where does the general want me to go?"

Looking at the profound and beautiful profile of Old General Hua, Rong Mu was a little at a loss.

Hua Zheng is more cautious than Rong Mu, so he can quickly get rid of Rong Mu's embarrassment.

Hua Zheng's amber pupils reflected the figure of Rong Mu in front of him, and they were extremely affectionate. Hua Zheng, who was born as an old father, didn't know it himself, suppressing the excitement in his heart, Hua Zheng coughed: "It's nothing, I just want to bring You go and see what should have been yours for so many years."

Hua Zheng finally took Rong Mu to an old courtyard, and said that the courtyard had never been lived in, or it was new, but Rong Mu could still see traces of its age when he looked carefully.

Green moss is crawling on the gray and white walls, the pruning bamboo surrounded by the wooden fence has bony roots, and under the giant evergreen tree, there is a small wooden horse that is constantly swaying by the wind, creaking everywhere.

Old General Hua looked hesitant, and also a little shy.

Rong Mu met the old general's bright eyes, and suddenly seemed to understand where this was.

Sure enough, Huazheng's low-pitched voice slowly sank in the spring breeze: "This is the yard we prepared for you back then, and the decorations here were carefully selected by your mother and me bit by bit."

"Mother?"

These two words rubbed between Rong Mu's lips and tongue, and finally left a cool aftertaste.

He thinks that he rarely has the desire/desire to call out these two words, but it is very natural at the moment.

"Mostly it's your mother's idea. Your mother loves to read. When she was pregnant with you, she thought that if you like to read more books, it would be better if you have more literary spirit and less of the Hua family's gangster spirit." Rather You can’t eat without meat, and you can’t live without bamboo.” She planted this bamboo herself.”

After the old general finished speaking, the two of them walked to the green bamboo.

It happened that a gust of wind blew past, and the new green bamboo shoots that emerged in spring were mixed and danced among the old bamboos.

Rong Mu's heart wandering on the top of the mountain is swaying all over the place. Although he has never seen his mother, he can imagine the serious expression of a woman playing with green bamboos at this moment.

It turned out that I was really expected so eagerly by others...

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