Chiwuxing

Chapter [-] - The shadow of a flower brushing against the wall is flirting, it is suspected that a beautiful woman is carrying incense

There are several porridge shops set up in the city alleys, the old and the young are mixed, and the roads are crowded.

To the west of Fenying, Liang, Luan, and Xu prefectures suffered the most from the barbarian army, and the people in the city almost fled to other places. At this time, the city was reorganized, and the people who had lived here returned to their homes from other places.

It's a pity that the room is leaking and there is no food. It depends on the military officers to help and rescue at this time.

A few people who looked like soldiers passed by the temporary relief tent and saw a row of ragged people lined up. They felt uncomfortable.

"...Ninny, go quickly."

"...Grandpa," a five or six-year-old child suddenly rushed to intercept the line of soldiers from the corner of the street, "Can you give me something to eat... I haven't eaten for three or four days... Thank you... ..."

The person in the lead squatted down and looked at the child vigorously, but the child's cheeks were flushed from the first look:

"You...how do you look like a brother..."

Fu Chen smiled, and digging around for a long time, only found half a piece of dry food and a few copper coins, slightly embarrassed, but still stuffed them all into the child's hands: "Take it."

Before she could open her mouth, she saw a woman also rushing out from the corner of the street, and first berated the child in a low voice: "...Ninny!"

Then he bowed to Fu Chen and said: "...I'm sorry, military lord, the mistress didn't discipline the little girl well and let her run out to block your way. If you want to blame, you can blame the mistress..."

When the woman raised her eyes, she seemed to realize that he looked like a barbarian, and she was a little afraid when she spoke.

It wasn't the first time Fu Chen met them along the way, so he naturally knew the ins and outs of their mother and daughter.It's a pity that after the war swept through the disaster, even if it was a clumsy trick, he couldn't bear to expose it.

"...Is your name Nannie?" Fu Chen touched the little girl's head, her cheeks and clothes were dirty, as if after a series of travels, she just rushed out and couldn't distinguish between men and women, but Looking at the clothes, although they are worn out, they are made of strong material and are not of extraordinary quality. A closer look reveals that the family has a lot of money, but they don't know how they ended up in this situation, "...you look so good-looking."

He stared, trying his best to see the outline of the little girl's face. Those eyes were full of water, the clarity that only childishness can have, which made people feel good.

"...Are you elder brother?" The little girl carefully looked at him with white hair, but a face that was too young, and speculated tremblingly, for fear of saying the wrong thing.

"En." Fu Chen nodded, smiling softly.

"...You, you are also pretty." The little girl blinked and said timidly.

The white-haired brother squatting on the front side is the fifth person she came across begging today, but no one has squatted down to look at her so intently before. From such a narrow distance, there is also a man wrapped in his shirt, The masculinity rushing towards her face, as well as his clear and handsome eyebrows, made her blush slightly.

Fu Chen saw that she was embarrassed, and guessed that if she had a rich family before, she would be ashamed to do such a thing now, so she didn't pester her too much.Standing up and following a few soldiers behind him, he asked, "...do you still have food and money?"

Those soldiers spent a long time digging around on their bodies, and finally they had to scrape together a few copper coins: "...General, there are really no more."

Fu Chen took it, stuffed it into the little girl's hands, and said warmly: "Ninny, listen to my brother, don't run around in the city, if you run into danger, go to the city gate and the porridge shop to find Uncle Bingwei, remember? "

The little girl nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "I remember... thank you brother!"

Seeing the woman leading the little girl away, Fu Chenfang stood up, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he said in a low voice:

"Walk."

Seeing this, the soldiers behind him followed up and headed towards the city siege together.

Before they reached the place, another group of soldiers rushed to catch up with Fu Chen and his party.

"General."

Fu Chen stopped: "...How?"

The soldiers reported carefully: "All the granaries that can be used in the west city have been liquidated. Based on the population of these cities, they can last at most... ten days."

Fu Chen frowned: "Why are there so few?"

"...It turns out that the grain in many places is full of barbarian army rations. It is estimated that the barbarian army has never transported food from the barbarian land since it was stationed here, let alone," the soldier couldn't bear it. , "The barbarian should have predicted the defeat in advance, so he had already burned several important granaries. Now they are calling for small granaries in a few remote border towns, and they can't afford such a big expense."

Fu Chen couldn't help cursing in a low voice, and then ordered: "Food is the first priority now... In this way, you go to order three thousand soldiers and horses, go straight to Qianchuan, go to Qiuming Villa to find Jin Duo, and report my name directly No. Ask him for food. If he agrees, let’s go, if he doesn’t agree, just lead troops to grab it, don’t talk nonsense.”

"...Yes," the soldier tremblingly accepted his orders, and said again, "You don't plan to adjust the rations anymore?"

"No matter what the name is, it's urgent to get food," Fu Chen said with a cold look, "The gang in the imperial capital will always be waste everywhere. A bunch of bad things can't be solved until now. They can't take care of themselves. They have to pass They don’t know what year and month they will have to wait until they apply for food approval, and they don’t know if they will starve the people on the border to death... You just follow my orders, and I will bear the responsibility.”

"Yes." The soldier no longer hesitated, and hurriedly led the people behind him to retreat in a hurry.

Fu Chen turned his head again, and squinted at the crowded crowd sitting and standing on the long street, all of them had dismal faces. There were so many people, but they hardly heard a sound, as if performing a silent and boring puppet show together.

The sky is covered with dark clouds, and the sun does not rise.

If it rains at this time, I don't know what kind of disaster it will be.

Natural disasters, man-made disasters, there are so many things that can destroy the stability of the world, but he can at most make up for some deficiencies, but he can't stop any of them.

Fu Chen took a deep breath, suppressed all kinds of powerlessness, and led people to the city gate.

It is close to the junction of the city gate, but it is not as strangely quiet as in the city. Gradually, there are rustling voices, and old beggars who are very knowledgeable in winking gather here and there, knocking on bowls and singing songs.

Fu Chen suddenly raised his hand in front of him as a stop gesture.

Seeing this, the soldiers behind them all stopped.

……

Battle in the south of the city, die in the north, die in the wild without burying crows and eat them

Say Wu for me: and be a guest!

The wild death is forgiven and not buried, can the carrion go and escape?

The water is deep and exciting, and the pampas grass is dark

The owl rides to death in battle, the poor horse lingers and cries

……

"...Forgive me if you die in the wild, but don't let the rotten flesh escape."

Fu Chen closed his eyes, muttering and repeating the words.

He also worked as a beggar in wandering at the beginning, and he knew that many people who beg for a living had the intention of wandering like this for a lifetime from the beginning, so they were not like ordinary people who were poor in food and clothing, but were more familiar with the true meaning of love in the world. He has a lot of observations, and he is more sober than the so-called court politicians and lufan scribes.

"...General," the soldier behind him saw that he was not moving his hands for a moment, and he didn't know why he was still in trouble, so he took the initiative to remind him, "General, what's wrong with you?"

"...Nothing." Fu Chen covered the waves in his eyes, and walked towards the guards leading the city gate.

The guard also saw the group of them, stepped forward and saluted: "General."

Fu Chen said in a deep voice: "Last night, I sent someone to send a letter to Le Jin, ordering them to quickly send people to settle here for relief. Just now I ordered people to lead [-] soldiers to Qianchuan to adjust food, so it is estimated that there will be more people in the next two days." There is a vacancy, so I need to work hard for you to take care of the cities along the route, so as not to cause disturbances in the cities. After these two days, as soon as the barbarians provide assistance, you can take turns to rest for a period of time."

"clear."

Fu Chen comforted him, "We have been fighting and defending the city for several months, thank you for your hard work."

"It should be done," said the guard, "I just have a word...General Jia, I don't know if it's appropriate to ask?"

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows: "Say."

"Since the general has reported that the barbarians are coming to wait for my rotation, do you mean that as soon as they arrive and the barbarians have been cleared out of the country, the barbarians, or you Hu army, plan to completely reunify and occupy this old Yan land? ?”

"……Yes."

Fu Chen knew what he meant, the guard in front of him was the soldier of Chi Wuyi, but he didn't have much explanation for the current situation.

"That's good," the guard said nothing more, "Just now a message was sent to report that General Qiu has woken up. There is nothing else to do... General, go slowly."

Fu Chen was not in a hurry to withdraw, and only said to him: "Even if the barbarians are cleared, there are still many factors causing chaos on the city soil. The people can't bear to be separated from the turbulence, and at this time, stability must be the priority. At this time Arguing about ethnicity and power is meaningless and will only arouse more conflicts. Even you generals don't want to rush to think about these things at this time, you should do the right thing right now."

Seeing that he spoke, the guard also said: "But the general also admits that what I said is indeed a problem, and it will be resolved sooner or later. According to your opinion, it is better to plan according to what I said."

"Then what do you want?" Fu Chen's eyes were cold, his hostility dissipated, "What title do you want the Hu people to give your general a special trip? King and Marquis? Or just make him the emperor?"

The guards didn't expect him to be so open-mouthed in a large audience, and he was choked up, unable to answer, and finally had to say in a muffled voice: "... If the general knows about your plan like this—"

Fu Chen sneered, and interrupted bluntly: "If he knows what you just told me just now, you can see whether he blames you or punishes me."

After all, it's useless to argue with each other, so Fu Chen's point will be stopped, no more words.He only led the horses around the city, and then went to several cities to take care of many details. He was thinking about the safety of Zongzheng Xi, and he hurried back to Fenying only after the handover was settled.

Zongzhengxi suffered second-degree burns from his chest to shoulder and neck during his meeting with Fu Xuan in the Fenying Palace earlier, which had already touched his heart and lungs.Even if Fu Chen arrived in time, he couldn't prevent him from falling into a coma.He thought the man was planning a good plan for this trip, but he didn't expect to follow the way of the barbarian king.He hurriedly returned to a clean palace in Fenying Palace, except for the medical doctors inside and outside the city, he insisted on besieging the city to search and arrest Fu Zan, who was going to return later, to participate in the treatment.

Worried in his heart, he hurried on, and it was already night when he reached the gate of the palace.

The soldiers guarding the confinement are all their own people. When they saw him coming, they didn't stop him and let him drive forward.

When you get outside the palace, you have to get off your horse.This palace was originally the residence of Zong Zhengqiu. After Fu Chen learned about it, he was worried about the man's arms, and wanted to move to the palace. However, the environment here is good and it is inconvenient to move, so he temporarily settled here.

"General." There were four or five soldiers standing guard at the gate of the palace. Seeing him coming, one of them stepped forward to lead his horse and settle him down with great eyes.

"...He's awake?" Fu Chen glanced at the scene inside the door, and for some reason, when he got there, he felt less anxious.

"Exactly, I woke up the night before yesterday."

"It was ordered before that no one else or military affairs are allowed to be sent to this palace, can you follow this order?"

The guard nodded and replied: "It's all according to your order. After the general woke up, he planned to call the generals in the city to discuss the maintenance. We will pass your words on, and the general didn't make things difficult for me."

"Well," Fu Chen responded, and asked again, "Then what happened these days?"

"It's a change...it's nothing. The people who come and go all day are doctors who deliver medicine and decoction. The young master of the barbarian tribe left four days ago. Let's go back to the barbaric land first, and we can't stop it."

"Before Fu Zhan leaves, can you take away the charred corpse you found in that burning house?"

"...I did mention something," Bingwei replied, "but that kid didn't even look at it, so he just left. We don't dare to dispose of the barbarian's charred corpse now, and we still throw it in the firewood house next to the stable." Inside...it is more durable than ordinary corpses..."

Hearing this, Fu Chen felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't tell what it was.

"Since you mentioned it, what do you think should be done?"

Fu Chen snorted coldly: "What else can you do? You just take the rest of the corpses in the city and throw them into the mass grave. If you don't want to be troublesome, add another fire to him, and it will be directly cremated into dust, and you can clean it up Why, are you still planning to wrap the old guy in a thick coffin and bury him in a beautiful way?"

"Don't dare not dare," Bingwei said with a smile, "For that old poison, of course we feel that whipping corpses and trampling on them is not enough, so it can be solved so easily, but it is cheaper for him..."

"It's up to you. If it dies, it's dead. Don't throw it in the palace to be an eyesore. Don't mention it to your general." Fu Chen didn't want to get entangled in this topic, and turned around to enter. The guard suddenly remembered something and stopped him again. on him.

"By the way, General, General Wei Xuwei is still inside."

Fu Chen subconsciously tightened his mind, turned around and said, "He's there too? When did it happen?"

"The general called him in shortly after he woke up the night before. We said it was a private matter, so we dared not follow your orders."

"Didn't come out until now?" Fu Chen raised his eyebrows, "...It's been two days."

"But, that's why I forgot about the mark just now. We didn't dare to go in to investigate and harass us if we had nothing to do...but we haven't seen General Wei come out yet."

Fu Chen pursed his lips and replied:

"I see...you guards have worked hard these past few days, go back to rest tonight, I'm here."

Approached this palace alone.

This Xinggong Bieyuan was originally used for the emperor's health care, so the flowers, grass, fish, insects, rockery and streams are all carefully designed, and there is nothing missing. Once you enter the door, you have to go around a huge garden before you can enter. I have to sleep in.

I don't know if someone has specifically confessed that there are lanterns and candles on the stone road along the way, which is actually very bright.After that, Fu Chenjin originally planned to turn back to the door to find someone to lead the way, but at this moment, he suddenly saw the glory of the road, but he became silent.

Autumn is here, and he already felt a little chilly when he passed the garden.

Because the flowers and plants in the courtyard have not been attended to and cut for a long time, they are a little messy and sparse.However, it is more natural and scattered than the scenery specially designed by the craftsman.There is no need to be confined in the complete sequence. The uncanny workmanship is originally created by creation and favored by nature.

Suddenly, he felt a faint fragrance floating in his nose, Fu Chen stopped suddenly, and concentrated on sniffing.The aroma that can be smelled by one's own sense of smell must be stronger in the nose of others.

The scent is simple, like a floral scent.Faint and faint, extremely clear and fragrant, and not boring, it calmed down his flustered mind, familiar yet unfamiliar.

It was rare for Fu Chen to move his mind, subconsciously followed the scent, and found the source of the scent in a corner of the courtyard.

On the edge of the wall corner, several clusters of white and flexible flowers are blooming, and the clean petals bloom with lustrous brilliance at night.

Fu Chen had seen this kind of flower pattern in the painting before, and knew that this was the dark night, but what he saw in real life was that the portrait couldn't compare to it.

The epiphyllum blooms for at least two hours, never thought that he would catch up with it tonight.

Suddenly there is some overflowing joy in my heart, looking at the white flowers blooming tenaciously in the corner, the fragrance is clear, and there are unreasonable and subtle touches lingering in my heart, and I want to share it with others.

He squatted down, leaning on the canthus of his eyes by the faint light of the light yellow candle, and observed it for a long time, then picked the one at the far end and picked it off.

The slender sepals are darker than the petals, but they are more resilient because of their hardness, and they wrap the soft petals inside with a narrow body.

Fu Chen got up and ran to sleep in the back hall, holding the petals in his hands.There was still an unknowing smile on the corner of his lips, as if the night's fatigue and worries were all lit up by this epiphyllum.

It wasn't until Fu Chen took a few steps forward that the sleeping palace opened his eyes, only then did he realize that there was a vaguely kneeling figure standing outside the hall.

The timely conversation at the gate of the palace resurfaced, his heart sank, and he secretly cursed how he could be bewitched by a scent of flowers and forget about his business.

Stepping forward, Wei Xu was the first to hear the movement. Looking back, Fu Chen seemed to see the joy in his eyes: "...you are back."

"Well," Fu Chen knelt down and said in a deep voice, "...he punished you?"

Wei Xu paused for a moment, shook his head, and said: "...It was my fault at first, and it was expected."

"It's not your fault. It's my responsibility for the incident I planned...I'll go and talk to him."

Just about to get up, Wei Xu tugged at his sleeve, Fu Chen had to squat down again, listening to him whisper:

"Although the general does not punish narrow-minded people indiscriminately, but you have repeatedly violated the prohibition and blasphemed, it is inevitable that he will not be really angry and use criminal punishment...Although I have made mistakes many times before, after all, I have been in the army for a long time. There is old friendship again, I will temporarily take the blame, he will not do anything to me. Now that the general wakes up, you should go back and take refuge temporarily, don't run into his bad luck at this time."

"Why, after he woke up...in a bad mood?"

"Not really, it's still the same indifferent state as before, showing no emotions... But after the general was shot in the leg by an arrow a few years ago, he didn't have any emotions, but after he went back, he was forced to stay behind closed doors in the mansion for a year, exhausting his body and ruining his foundation. It must disturb the mind. Besides, the general was an extremely lonely person in the past, how could he endure repeated setbacks... You should go back first."

Wei Xu tried to persuade him patiently here, but he saw that the young man was silent at first, and then showed some subtle smiles:

"...What do you think he will do to me...Can he kill me?"

Wei Xu frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with what he said, and said: "Last time, the thing he put on you with chains can be regarded as a lynching. In the years when I was in Chijia, I never saw him control others like this. You The second time it violated his intention...Although I dare not rashly speculate on the general's intentions, but to be honest, you led Hu Qi here, I think...the barbarian army is vast, and the general still has a lot of intentions to take advantage of it. At this time, it may not be able to accommodate you."

Fu Chen's expression became more subtle: "You... all think so?"

Wei Xu nodded sadly: "...Before you violated orders and flirted in the military tent several times before, we all saw it, and didn't mention it specifically, because the general often hinted. But in the old days, those who should have Punishment based on disobedience and disrespect... The general estimated that on the one hand, he was concerned about the face of the barbarian, and on the other hand, he thought that your soldiers would be available, so he just endured it temporarily. But what you have done cannot be erased. At this time, the opportunity is in one fell swoop..."

He paused for a while, and then said: "You may not be sheltered by the barbarians, what's the matter...they can't catch them...I know you have a disease, if you feel that everything is okay now, this is the last time for you to go back Good timing. I'm here to take care of it, so you don't have to worry about it."

Fu Chen was moved, and said: "...he is not a fool, if you want to hide it from him, you may not be able to hide it, let alone I have no intention of hiding it."

"...Thank you," he patted Wei Xu on the shoulder, thanked him sincerely, and then smiled reassuringly, "Don't worry, he and I...we had friendship when we were in Hu Qiang before, and the relationship between us is not as good as you It's as bad as I imagined...he won't do anything to me."

Wei Xu wanted to persuade him again, but Fu Chen insisted on entering the palace, so he could wait with peace of mind.

After all, the design of the emperor's residence was complicated. Fu Chen walked around the corridors of the palace for a while, and just now, behind the curtain at the end, he saw Zong Zhengxi sitting by the candlelight and reading scrolls.

He intended to watch silently behind the curtain for a while before entering, but saw that the man had already noticed his movement, raised his eyelids, said "I'm back" indifferently, and then continued to look at the pages between his fingers.

Fu Chen didn't expect him to react so naturally, he was a little dazed.For some reason, I vaguely thought of when I was a sojourner in the border town when I was a child, the bride next door who was always spinning and making yarn in front of the window sill would greet her husband in the same way when she saw her husband returning home.

……Family.

Laugh dumbly.

Fu Chen shook his head, discarded these miscellaneous thoughts, and stepped forward.

Seeing the appearance of the man, he thought about what he had just thought, and for some reason, he felt more and more ridiculous, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"...What are you laughing at?"

The laughter was so strange that even Zong Zhengxi couldn't help but look up at him again.

"...It's nothing." Fu Chen shook his head inscrutablely. At this time, he didn't dare to tell the truth even with the knife resting on his neck. He just kept it in his heart as a joke. Sit here, it's so late, why don't you go to bed and rest?"

"It's not like I'm useless," Zong Zhengxi said calmly, "It took only a few days for me to recuperate when my whole body was burnt in Tongcheng, not to mention a slight injury this time."

Fu Chen tried his best to observe his quiet profile, not letting go of his breath.It turned out that it was as Wei Xu said, and he couldn't see any emotions.

... It's a pity that he was taught by this man himself, and everything must be observed with the heart in order to obtain the true meaning.

The dark fragrance suddenly overflowed, Zong Zhengxi saw a white cloud suddenly stretched out from the top of the scroll, the leaves were bright, clean and warm.

Following the outstretched arms, he saw the young man's rarely exposed bright smile, and even the corners of his eyes and brows were brightly stained with joy, the beautiful but fleeting fireworks.

Even the epiphyllum, which only appears at night, knows how to hide its color, so that it will last forever, how can he be so arrogant, so dazzling and unscrupulous?

Zong Zhengxi stretched out his arms, pinched his chin lightly, and said in a low voice, "...don't laugh at me like that."

Perhaps the young man misunderstood what he meant, so he put away his exaggerated smile, and said with a slight smile, "Just now, I saw a flower in the epiphyllum blooming along the way, and I wanted you to see it, so I folded one and gave it to you."

Zong Zhengxi took it from his hand, but he looked down and couldn't see his emotions.

He didn't make a sound, but Fu Chen became nervous: "How about it, do you like it?"

"...I like it very much." When the man raised his head again, there was a pure smile in his eyes. Although it was shallow, it was so sharp that Fu Chen couldn't take his eyes away when he looked at it. "You like it too. Pay more, anyway, no one is watching in that courtyard."

"That's not possible," Fu Chen replied with a smile, "It's extremely difficult for this epiphyllum to bloom for a while. I just broke off a branch like this, and I feel quite guilty. How can I dare to gather more?"

"The epiphyllum only appears for a while. Rather than waiting for it to die in the dark, it's better to enjoy it with others," Zongzheng Xi said, "The flowers blooming can be broken. If you want to show your heart, you should fold more for me yourself." .”

Fu Chen shook his head: "...that's not the reason. Although the epiphyllum only appears for a while, it is its original intention to flourish at night. Once it withers, it loses its original intention. Even though it is good to share the pleasure of viewing, it is not easy for it to come. It is said that choosing one's own path to spend a short life is following one's wish, how can the joy of giving to others be compared to the joy of following one's own wishes?"

Zong Zhengxi sneered slightly: "How can I think about epiphyllum when I accept the flower branches from my sweetheart? If so, why don't I just watch it by myself at the window sill?"

Fu Chen was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly raised his head to look at the man, Zong Zhengxi bent his lips, and nodded sideways to the left of the palace room.

He turned to the brocade window and walked in a daze. Through the half-open window, he could indeed see the bright white flower shadows spreading slightly in the wind along the wall.The luxuriant clusters are right in the middle of the view of the scenery outside the window, as if glowing with daylight in the night, it is too beautiful to behold.

Fu Chen looked back at the solitary little flower in the man's hand, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable: "...so you saw me just now."

No wonder he wasn't surprised when he entered the palace, but he didn't know what state he was in when he was peeping at the window and kneeling in the courtyard picking flowers.

Zong Zhengxi pointed to a wooden chair that had been prepared in advance beside his wheelchair, and smiled slightly:

"In the whole world, from ancient times to the present, those who give gifts to love epiphyllum as a gift, you are afraid that you can still be called the No. 1 in history."

Fu Chen approached, heard that something was wrong, sat on the chair on his right side, bowed his head and said:

"...I'm sorry, I didn't think so much at the time... There is no other meaning."

Zong Zhengxi raised his hand to hook his neck, lightly bit the scar on his cheek, and whispered in his ear: "Why do you apologize, what I want is this uniqueness... I like this, very much."

Fu Chen glanced at the white tan plant in the man's hand, and at this moment he had no intention of admiring it, only felt that the flower was unlucky, and even the fragrance was very cloying, so he became more and more disgusted, and turned his face away from looking at it.

Zong Zhengxi also sensed his displeasure, sighed lightly, and then said: "...I have prepared a gift in return, do you want to see it?"

Hearing this, Fu Chen turned his head, stared at him motionlessly with his eyes propped up, and said, "...what?"

Zong Zhengxi took out a piece of paper from a stack of books beside the table and handed it to him.

Fu Chen took it and looked at it for a long time. There were all kinds of unknown runes scribbled on it, with circles and lines, obviously not the only Yanwen he knew: "...What is this?"

"A song I composed in my free time."

"...You still know the rhythm?" Fu Chen looked surprised and delighted, looked at him with slightly raised lips, and then looked back at the paper in his hand.

"A little bit," Zongzheng Xi said calmly, looking down with nostalgia, "When I was guarding the border, I often didn't go back to Beijing until the end of the year. When I had leisure time, I just thought about some Qiang pipe and flute skills by myself... But Without a teacher, it is not proficient."

"It's only when you're self-taught..." Fu Chen couldn't understand it, but he still couldn't put it down and stared at it for a long time before he felt a little sad, "...It's a pity that I don't understand."

Zong Zhengxi covered the back of his hand: "I will teach you another day."

"Okay." Fu Chen looked back and smiled.

"...but yesterday I rough-made a stone Xun from the stones in the courtyard," Zong Zhengxi took out another thing from the drawer, and said, "It's just that the sound quality is better than the flute."

"Could it be that there are no flute and wind instruments in this huge Fenying Palace?"

"...There should be." Zong Zhengxi turned his eyes and looked at him with a smile, and said, "Unfortunately, my general ordered in advance that idlers are not allowed to enter the palace, and I am not allowed to go out at will."

Embarrassed, Fu Chen avoided his gaze and said, "...I didn't allow them to deliver things to you either...I'll find them for you now."

"Don't move," the man pressed his shoulders, and pressed him back on the chair, "It's more serious, what about running around."

Seeing his unconcealable joy, Zong Zhengxi felt a little sour for some reason.Close your eyes, cross your lips, and the melodious music slowly rises.

At the beginning, it was pure like, wandering leisurely with the vastness of heaven and earth, not knowing the four directions.

Fu Chen twirled his fingertips, pulled a leaf from the edge of the epiphyllum, placed it horizontally between his lips, and blended it.

I just added a few notes, but found that the man's voice turned sharply, and I couldn't grasp the melody for a while, so I simply threw away the leaf and concentrated on tasting.

This piece is really not like ordinary wind music, between the mediocre rise, sometimes mixed noise deliberately invades, which is strange and at the same time makes people attracted by the melody.

Afterwards, there is a majestic and Xiaolang voice, which is not the vulgar voice of the court, but more powerful and majestic when facing the enemy on the battlefield.

Fu Chen thought, no wonder Zong Zhengxi wanted to master the rhythm without a teacher.No matter how clear and melodious the clang of gold and jade is, it can't compare to the crisp and brazen sound of a weapon's blade clanging a cong.Those musicians kept in the imperial court have never been to the frontier battlefield in person, and understand the murderous air, unyielding tenacity in the music.

Hunger is everywhere, and there are mountains of corpses in the sea of ​​blood.

The souls of the dead wander, and the hot blood is hard to cool.

In this world, who is qualified to be Zong Zhengxi's master in terms of rhythm?

The sound of clang and music poured out from the cracks in the window and along the wall. Wei Xu, who was kneeling under the tree, suddenly heard this sound, and suddenly raised his head, staring at the closed palace door.

The interpretation is as if it is about to be completed, the meandering flow turns straight, flies down, and returns to gentleness.

Although this stone xun is a bit rough and the sound is mixed, but because of this, it connects this soft piece with the powerful clanging sound in front of it smoothly, and there is a kind of iron-blooded tenderness in it.It's like a mountain rock cracking, being lifted by the warmth of the vast sea, without injury or trace.

Everything has become the best arrangement.

The song is over, the autumn night is silent, the world is silent.

Fu Chen sat still.The man lowered his hands slowly, flickering his black eyelashes or trembling a few times, as if they were crystal clear, his eyeballs rolled a few times under the thin eyelids, and then closed tightly again.

Outside the gate of the hall, a kneeling man had scarlet eyes, bowed his waist and lowered his spine, bowed his head deeply, and there was no more movement.

In the silence, there was a crisp sound of "bang dang", which suddenly resounded in the deep palace.

Shi Xun dropped from the man's palm and fell to the ground.Fu Chen shuddered suddenly and regained consciousness.

I don't know how long it took before he spoke:

"What is the name of this song...?"

"Love dust."

"...Why?"

When Fu Chen turned his head sideways, Zong Zhengxi just raised his pupils and looked at him, with a mixture of eager feelings and rare strong thoughts.Men are usually indifferent, never had such naked|naked eyes.Just at this moment, his heart trembled and he couldn't control himself.

The youth held his breath.

"Half a lifetime of ups and downs and deceit, the hustle and bustle has cleared away, and my heart is at ease, still in the world."

Fu Chen turned his head suddenly, looking at the half-opened window on the right, not at him.

Zong Zhengxi also didn't say any more, and hugged him with a fox fur from behind.

It was difficult to distinguish the dark sky outside the window, and his vision became increasingly blurred. It was rare for Fu Chen to be overwhelmed by people other than the enemy, but he didn't want to.

The heat in the back rose, and after a long pause, he cleared his throat and said as usual, "... just change your name."

Zongzhengxi picked up the stone xun on the ground, held the epiphyllum in his hands, lightly touched its petals with two fingers, and said: "...Since it was given to you, you can change it to whatever you want."

"It's called 'Tong Chen', how about it?"

"...how to solve it?"

"No solution." Fu Chen turned his head to meet his gaze, his gaze was stubborn.

Zong Zhengxi responded with a low smile, "Listen to you."

Fu Chen carefully folded the music score in his hand and put it in the collar of his chest: "...Thank you."

Zongzhengxi looked down at the flowers and leaves, and just curled his lips slightly when he heard the words: "Return peaches and plums, why are you being polite to me."

As soon as Fu Chen looked back, he saw the fragile Bai Tan in Zong Zhengxi's hand, and felt ashamed and disgusted: "I don't like that flower, just throw it away."

After all, I will go to grab it.

Zongzheng Xi had quick eyes and quick hands, moved his arm slightly to avoid his attack, raised his eyebrows and said: "I like what you give me, it's fine, what do you throw away?"

"...I'll give you another one another day," Fu Chen couldn't help but said, "Throw this away."

"What if I don't want to?" Zong Zhengxi was equally persistent. Although his face was cold, he still teased, "... What are you going to give me again, ivy or ten thousand year pine?"

Fu Chen stared back, the two of them stood at each other for a while, each of them couldn't hold back their laughter.

"...Okay," Zong Zhengxi stroked the curly hair behind the young man's ears, and said in a warm voice, "You don't have to worry about this at all. I'm happy enough to see you safe and sound. This is more real than anything else."

Safe and worry-free... But this is more difficult than anything else for him.

The two were silent, as if they wanted to go to one place.

Fu Chen didn't want to get entangled in worrying things, so he changed the subject, and asked: "...you made Wei Xu kneel outside? It's cold in the autumn night, so kneeling for two days still doesn't relieve your anger?"

Zong Zhengxi snorted softly: "I didn't order him to kneel... But some people absconded in fear of crime and didn't return for several days, and some people took the initiative to take the blame. I ordered him to go back, but he insisted on taking the responsibility. Tell me , who is to blame for this?"

"For me," Fu Chen admitted, "but I don't believe that he won't listen to you. The military order is like a mountain. If you give strict orders, why won't he return?"

"It's not his fault, but he can't get away with it."

Zong Zhengxi recalled that on the morning when he met Fu Xuan, he seldom fell asleep and was drowsy. After waking up, he realized that someone had secretly attacked him, and then locked his wrist with an iron chain. Although the guard was Wei Xu, It was clear who was the mastermind.Of the entire army, the only one who could plot a sneak attack on him was this wolf cub who didn't know what to do or what to do.

"You were not open about this matter at the beginning," Fu Chen also turned cold. "What's more, you committed yourself into a predicament later on. Facts have proved that if you hadn't been present later, all these troubles would have disappeared."

"How do you know I don't want to go? There have been so many battles over the years, and I also want to see what Fu Xuan looks like now," Zong Zhengxi paused, then said calmly, "...it hasn't changed much."

"Do you want to go in with your life just to meet?" Fu Chen said coldly, "This matter really needs to be settled, and I will settle it with you."

He still remembered that when he rushed into the burning house, half of the floor was scorched, and Zong Zhengxi was trapped under the pressure of the barbarian king and couldn't stand upright.

He didn't dare to imagine what would happen if he was one step late.Later, when he went to help him up, he just discovered the secret of his standing—this man actually supported two long and narrow steel plates of nearly four feet at the thighs, and it was hard to believe that he still insisted on walking.