Peerless luthier

In the afternoon, Zhong Han's eyes were dull and his steps were vain. He sent someone to deliver a bouquet of flowers to Yan Hui, and told him not to disturb her. He went back to his room and locked the door.

Yan Hui was worried that he hadn't eaten lunch, and Zhong Han was in the room, so he answered "I've eaten" in a low voice and then there was no movement.

Knowing Zhong Han's character, Yan Hui knew that maybe something happened that made him feel bad.Sighing, it was inconvenient to disturb Zhong Han, so he went to the study to sort out the books for him.

The strings of Zhong Han's favorite piano are in good condition, shining with a simple and lustrous luster.Yan Hui wiped it carefully like a treasure.

After that, Yan Hui arranged elegantly colored flowers in the corner, exuding a burst of fragrance, and then asked people to change and wash the curtains, brushed away the light dust in the bookcase, and after the study was cleaned, Yan Hui sat down. He began to tidy up the desk on the chair.

Zhong Han likes to read on weekdays, and he has a good habit. The pages of the books are always neat and tidy. After reading them, they are stacked together and placed by the desk.

Yan Hui carefully tidied up the pen, ink and inkstone, coded the thin copies of the copybooks in chronological order, flipped through them, and a bright red invitation card was revealed.

I remembered that Zhong Han had mentioned that it was an invitation sent by an old friend that day. I opened it and looked at it, then put it in a prominent place.

Later, when she was packing her books, Yan Hui suddenly felt that something was wrong: she seemed to have seen that invitation card before.

Unexpectedly, he opened the bright red invitation again, scanned it quickly, and found the signature.

"Number 14 in Dongcheng District... haven't you been to that one?"

His eyes suddenly touched the date under the signature, which was last October.

Yan Hui looked a little complicated, but she still put it back on the desk.

When she got out of the study door, she realized that the sun was shining outside and it was very warm.Yan Hui walked towards Zhong Han with a smile on her face.

Zhong Han seemed to have changed and washed, he was wearing a snow-white luthier robe, and his hair was still wet.

Yan Hui said: "Why are you taking a shower? By the way, it's still a bit hot this afternoon. Why don't you change into thin clothes?"

Zhong Han's eyes dodged a little: "No, I... I'm going to the academy." After finishing speaking, he was about to leave.

Yan Hui smiled and pulled Zhong Han's sleeve: "Look at your collar." She stretched out her jade hand to tidy it up for him.

Zhong Han was astonished, and quickly refused: "No... no... I will do it myself."

Yan Hui smiled, and leaned into his arms: "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood? Those old bones in the academy are making things difficult for others?"

Zhong Han shook his head: "Don't say that, it's disrespectful."

Yan Hui was smiling, and suddenly her eyes narrowed, fixed on Zhong Han's neck that was exposed just now because she shook her head.

There, there was a cyan-colored bite mark, and there were even more ambiguous traces around the bite mark, which seemed to extend downward...

Yan Hui turned her head, her eyes were full of horror and disbelief.

Zhong Han lowered his eyes and gently stroked her cheek: "See you tonight." Then he walked to the gate, turned and left.

Yan Hui watched that white and flawless figure go away, the warm sun shone on her purple skirt, and fell on her beautiful bun, but her heart was cold.

Reluctantly, she returned to the small courtyard, opened the door and entered the room where Zhong Han had just stayed.She went straight to the bathroom, and in the wooden clothes basket was the blue luthier robe that Zhong Han wore in the morning.

Yan Hui stretched out her hand tremblingly, picked it up, and sniffed, a cold fragrance that did not belong to Zhong Han swaggered on the clothes.

Yan Hui's heart ached, she looked down at the corner, she smiled helplessly: Zhong Han's underwear was soaked in water by himself and sprinkled with saponins, as if it was going to be wiped out like a corpse. thorough.

She suddenly remembered something, dropped her clothes and rushed to the bed.

Opening the bedside table, after some searching, she found a beautifully packaged box. Yan Hui opened it, and there lay a finely crafted top-quality Langhao brush.

This is the Mo Yuge brush that Han Yi once gave to Zhong Han, but what about the note?

Yan Hui searched persistently, and found the somewhat yellowed paper in the thin interlayer of the box.

On it is the thin gold body that the members of the royal family of Southern Chu love to use: "Take the flowers and look back lazily, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be king."

Yan Hui was speechless, then resentful, and said in a low voice: "What an infatuated person!" After speaking, she burst into tears like rain, and felt that the blood was rushing to her chest, and Yan Hui couldn't breathe, "Cough cough cough——" There was a violent cough, and sweet blood fell on the smooth ground.

Yan Hui turned pale, but coughed uncontrollably.

It took a while to even out my breath.Yan Hui turned pale, put those things away, and left the bedroom.

Her back looks lonely and sad.

In April, the sun crossed the border of Southern Chu and went north to Xiucheng in the Northern Jin Dynasty.

The mighty soldiers lined up neatly, without saying a word, with firm faces, and set off from Xiucheng.

The leader was riding a tall horse with blood red body and slender and powerful limbs. The person on the horseback was wearing a scarlet cloak and a black military uniform. The sunlight refracted dazzling light on the armor.

The eagle with wings spread in the sky circled past and let out a long cry. The man raised his head, revealing an incomparably handsome face.

The soldiers in the team were very serious, no one looked up and looked around, and no one secretly talked with others, as if they couldn't hear the cheers of the people at all.

Zhong Li's purpose this time is to crusade against the rebellious Dongcheng family - the last remnants of the three major families.

At the beginning of the year, Yueshi was successfully cleared away, and Shuoyu had already sent officials to release a lot of news about the factions of the two families.

Zhong Li quietly observed his younger brother, who was one year younger than him. Shuoyu actually came to the throne not long ago, but he made sufficient preparations in the years before he took the throne, so that he could swiftly and decisively eradicate the troubled Northern Jin royal family for many years. alien party.

Now, only the last pair of eyes are left.

The old fox had long since dared not stay above the government, and after the new year, he retired and returned home.

However, all smart people think about cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots, so as not to have long nights and dreams. If Dong Chenghe strengthens the gang of thieves, he will be in trouble.

What's more, nowadays, the royal family is more and more loved by the people. If members of the royal family kill Dong Chenghe, it will be what the people want, and it will be a good thing.

At the beginning of March, Shuoyu repeated his old tricks, arousing huge public opinion, saying that Dong Chenghe secretly sought power and usurped the throne, and his crimes were too numerous to record. Accusing and swearing, if Dong Chenghe himself was present, it is estimated that his long beard would be ripped off.

Shuoyu drank tea with Fan Wenzi leisurely, waiting for the opportunity.

In early April, Shuoyu issued an imperial edict to strangle Dong Chenghe.

Zhong Li led his army to march towards the northeast, with great fanfare along the way.

The ups and downs of Xiucheng had already reached Dong Chenghe's ears. He was determined to kill the very loud General Zhenping at all costs, and to frighten that lawless brat no matter what. No matter how he was in power at the beginning, he can still be king now!

In mid-April, when the weather turned warmer, Zhong Li and his party had already arrived at this remote small county.

Wei Yidao: "Prince, this county is not big, but depending on the terrain, it may be difficult to take it by force."

Zhong Li nodded and said, "It's already getting late, so we will camp nearby tonight."

They turned back.

Dong Chenghe, who was standing on the hillside, narrowed his eyes to see their movements, and after a long time, he let out a smirk: "You really are an idiot."

At night, some people quietly sneaked into the campsite. Their movements were extremely dexterous, and they easily bypassed the night watchmen.

They get together and don't know what to do.

"Hey—" A tiny flame lit up.

"Quick!" Those people stooped and did some tricks outside each tent.

They left quickly, hiding their figures not far away, quietly observing the movement.

For a long while, the place where the camp was camped was still silent.

"Huh? Something's wrong!" The leader was puzzled, and asked, "Why didn't it ignite?"

A person beside him said: "Why don't you go back and have a look."

Several people reached an agreement and ran to the camp again.

But this time, it was not as simple as they imagined.

The flames lit up, and sergeants who appeared from nowhere held torches and unleashed their weapons, and surrounded these people. These night raiders took off their masks, and they still pretended to be calm and looked at the approaching ones. A tall man in neat armor.

One said tremblingly, "You...you already knew we were coming?"

Zhong Li sneered and gave Wei Jiu a wink.

Wei Jiu walked up to the man, groped around, and took out a strange-looking whistle from the man's sleeve.

Those people suddenly turned pale.

Zhong Li took the whistle, played with it, and smiled wickedly at those people.

"Chirp——" The sharp voice was like a bird chirping, breaking through the silence of the night.

Suddenly the sound of beating drums sounded, and those people opened their mouths wide to see some soldiers on horseback shouting loudly while running around, bringing up thick yellow sand; Take the firewood, give it a "stab", and the flames soar into the sky!

Zhong Li raised the knife, and flashed the sharp blade with a "swipe", reflecting terrified faces.

After finishing these few people, not far away, the soldiers and horses of the brigade headed here.

Zhong Li shouted: "Get ready!"

The soldiers kept their duties in an orderly manner, and the cold arrows of the archers aimed at the enemy in the distance.

Dong Chenghe looked at Zhong Li's troops "in a mess" with satisfaction, tilted his head and said triumphantly: "The old man is really good at predicting things, and an idiot is an idiot. He has never led soldiers, so he panicked all at once."

The person beside him hurriedly said: "Exactly, fortunately, he is still General Zhenping."

Dong Chenghe laughed wildly and said: "When I get rid of this Prince Shuohui, I will establish myself as the king. I want to see what that young boy Shuoyu can do to me?! Hahahaha——"

The soldiers led by Dong Chenghe burst into the "out of order" barracks with a brazen laugh: "Take your life!"

Zhong Li rode on a big horse, and laughed loudly: "That's a good word!" As soon as he clipped the horse's belly, he rushed towards Dong Chenghe!