Rebirth of the fairy in the painting

When the two arrived, the granary was on fire, and the flames lit up half of the night sky.

The north wind fueled the flames, and the whistling tongues of flames seemed to devour everything, rampaging unscrupulously.

"Quick! Quick! Remove all flammable things for me, water! Bring water quickly, don't let me stand still."

The soldiers were in a hurry and poured buckets of water into the fire, but they couldn't stop the fire from spreading.

"How is the fire? Are there any casualties?" Marshal Chen asked sharply, frowning.

"Back to Marshal, there are no casualties yet, but the fire is too large to be controlled."

"Then call more people, and the loss must be minimized!"

"Yes, Marshal!"

Protected by An Xining's side, Zihua's usually cold eyes were filled with fire, and against the background of warm colors, there was finally a hint of smoke and fire.

"Do you know who set off the fire tonight? It's a place full of food and grass. Ordinary people can't approach it at will, let alone such a big fire."

Zi Hua said softly, and turned to look at An Xining, but seeing that he didn't care, he couldn't help being puzzled.

An Xining smiled: "The sky is dry and things are dry, a little spark may cause a big fire, maybe someone is not careful, or it may be done by the Xiao clan."

What he said was too casual, Zihua couldn't believe it even with such a serious reason.

The fire was brought under control with the secret help of Zihua, and was quickly extinguished. After the inventory was completed, Cang Cao came forward to report: "Return to the Marshal, Your Highness, after the inventory of my subordinates, the fire basically destroyed our army's food and grass tonight." Once, the only ones left are only enough to sustain our army for three days."

When Marshal Chen heard this, his complexion turned ashen. He thought that victory was in sight, but he didn't want to make troubles. God bless him.

"Can the generals have any good strategies?"

Marshal Chen's voice was exhausted, he rubbed the center of his brows with two fingers, and still had a headache.

The generals looked at each other in blank dismay, silent.

An Xining took a step forward and said, "Marshal, why don't Zihua and I go to Xuancheng to borrow some food and grass from Lin Shicheng, the commander in chief there. Xuancheng is at most two days away from our barracks, and it won't delay the army's food."

"That's the only way to go," Marshal Chen looked earnestly, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Early the next morning, An Xining set off with Zi Hua.

They are one person and one horse, Zihua's Su Yue is fitted with a saddle, and the whole set of silver accessories is gorgeous and exquisite, dazzling and unusual.

Zihua's black hair was held back by the jade crown, and part of it fell down on her back, like black jade, reflecting its brilliance in the sun.

He was dressed in white, with fluttering long sleeves, and looked unusually cool in the winter.

The white horse under him was tall and healthy, and with a light flick of the whip, the four hooves shot forward like flying.

An Xining's eyes showed infatuation, and only Zihua could ride a white horse with such a celestial attitude.

He held the reins of the horse, and said with a smile: "Xiao Hei, we can't lose to that one man and one horse, otherwise your master and I will lose our strength."

"Drive!" With a soft shout, An Xining clamped the horse's belly tightly, swung the whip in the air, and quickly approached Zi Hua.

In the forest road, two figures, one black and one white, chased each other and refused to give in to each other, only the sound of horseshoes kicking, which was very harmonious.

Although Xuancheng is close to the border, because of Lin Shicheng's good governance and the fact that it has not been invaded by foreigners in the past ten years, the people's life can be regarded as living and working in peace and prosperity.

Although it was recently provoked by the Xiao Clan, it had already been intercepted by the soldiers in the front. It was not a big threat to Xuancheng, so there was no panic in the city. Instead, it was orderly and the atmosphere was happy.

An Xining and Zihua were searched carefully by the soldiers guarding the city before they were released into the city, but after entering the city, An Xining kept sulking, remained silent, and found nothing pleasing to the eye.

"What's the matter with you?" Zihua looked at him. The person next to him was enveloped in resentment as soon as he entered the city, and he would look at him with an aggrieved expression from time to time, which added to his pressure.

"Zi Hua..." An Xining hesitated to speak.

"Speak up when you have something to say, don't hesitate."

"Zi Hua, you don't even care about me..."

An Xining shut up immediately when Zi Hua killed him with a sharp eye.

"Now can I say why?"

"Yeah, um," An Xining covered his mouth and nodded, then said pitifully, "Just now the gatekeeper touched you, but you didn't resist, I'm jealous, I'm sad."

Zihua was speechless: "Can you be normal? It's a routine."

"But he's still staring at you."

"An Xining."

An Xining looked at him with innocent eyes.

"Stop talking about such nonsense in front of this immortal from now on, otherwise don't blame this immortal for being rude to you."

Zihua seldom calls himself an immortal in front of people, it seems that An Xining really made him anxious this time.

An Xining immediately shut his mouth, and made a movement of closing the lock in front of his mouth, looking trembling, Zi Hua turned his head to the side, how could there be such a scoundrel in the world, it was a shame to the royal family.

The horses of both of them are thousands of miles away, and their feet are fast. A day's journey forced them to arrive at the General Military Mansion in the evening.

An Xining stepped forward and knocked on the door, and an old man with gray hair came out immediately: "Who are the two young masters?"

An Xining showed his waist card: "This hall is the current fifth prince, I have something important to see your lord."

The old man has been guarding the gatehouse all year round, and he has never seen such a big person before, so his knees went limp on the ground on the spot: "Old, this old servant has seen the Fifth Prince."

"Excuse me," An Xining raised his hand falsely, "Is your lord here?"

"Go back, go back to Fifth Prince, my lord went out to train soldiers, and he hasn't come back yet."

The clever servant saw it from a distance, and hurriedly invited the butler over. The butler was over 40 years old. Although he was thin, he was energetic and shrewd. When he saw An Xining, he hurriedly saluted him: Lin Yan is the steward of the General Military Mansion, and he has met His Highness Fifth."

"Butler Lin, please get up."

"Thank you, Your Highness," Steward Lin stood up, "Your Highness, you and this young master will invite you inside first, and Caomin will send someone to invite my lord."

An Xining nodded, and walked in with Zi Hua.

This is a three-way courtyard, half old and not new, the paint on the pillars is mottled, and there are green spots on the black tiles, which are moss accumulated all year round.

Passing through the hanging flower gate, there is a small courtyard in front of you. The ground paved with bluestone is flat and clean. Two pines are planted at the entrance of the hall, and green bamboos are planted all over the sides of the veranda, which is quite simple and elegant.

The lobby is also simple and upright, with a picture of hundreds of horses in front of it, and a few tables and chairs below, all made of ordinary wood, apart from that, there is no other decoration.

A maid served two cups of tea and stepped back. Zihua picked it up and took a sip. She felt that it was light but not insipid, and her mouth was filled with lingering fragrance. Seeing the tea color, greenish in yellow, clear but not floating, she couldn't help but praise: "Good tea."

Butler Lin narrowed his eyes with a smile: "My wife took the maids around to pick the tea from the tea growers, and brought them to make it herself. This is the first time serving a guest. Fortunately, Your Highness and your son and you are in good agreement." dislike."

Zi Hua said sincerely: "Mrs. Lin really has a good heart and a good hand."

Laughter came from outside the door, and a clear voice came: "Thank you for your kind words, young master. My mother will be very happy to hear it."

The visitor was a young man of weak crown age, with clear and upright eyes, and a straight and gentle person dressed in a blue cotton robe.

"I'm at Lin Jingxuan, I've met His Highness."

He had a natural attitude, generous, without losing the style of a gentleman, but he was stunned for a moment when he saw Zihua, and his eyes showed surprise.

An Xining was not happy, why he was staring at his Zi Hua one by one today, really upset.

So the narrow-minded Fifth Prince took a step forward calmly, just blocking Lin Jingxuan's gaze, and said with a fake smile: "You are the son of Mr. Lin's military family? You are really personable and talented."

It was obviously a compliment, but Lin Jingxuan listened to it coldly, and hurriedly bowed and said: "Your Highness praised you."

Zi Hua glanced at An Xining indifferently, and then asked: "I wonder when your father will return? We have something important to ask."

Lin Jingxuan had a good impression of Zi Hua, and after being amazed for the first time, he felt amiable again, seeing his questioning, he hurriedly replied: "My father has gone to military training, I have sent someone to look for it, I believe he will be back soon, young master, please wait a moment. "

The three of them sat facing each other, Zihua and Lin Jingxuan had a very happy chat, An Xining was on the sidelines, almost gritted his teeth, originally planned to draw a picture to live the world of the two of them, but unexpectedly, he brought a rival in love to himself, simply Depressing.

"Zi Hua, are you thirsty? I'll pour you tea."

"No, I still have this."

"Zi Hua, are you hungry? I'll get you some snacks."

"No, I've already eaten a little."

"Zi Hua, are you tired after riding a horse all day? Let me rub your shoulders."

"..."

Lin Jingxuan couldn't help laughing: "Your Highness is bored, why don't I arrange a room for you to rest first?"

"No need." An Xining made a sullen face, and told the hall to rest, leaving you and Zi Hua in the same room?Think beautifully!

Zi Hua turned his face to the side, although his expression was normal, but there was a hint of sweetness in his heart.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in military uniform came in from the door, with a thin face and a beautiful beard, he was Lin Shicheng.

"The last general, Lin Shicheng, has met His Royal Highness."

"Mr. Lin, please stand up." An Xining quickly helped Lin Shicheng up, "I am here today to ask for something."

"The general is in a state of panic, please give your Highness orders if you have anything to do."

"Then I'll just tell you that the barracks were flooded last night, the rations were burned, and the soldiers had no food to eat. They were completely helpless, so they wanted to ask General Lin for help and temporarily borrow some rations."

When Lin Shicheng heard this, he immediately said: "Your Highness, this matter is no small matter, and it is incumbent on the general at the end. Let someone arrange it now, and temporarily relieve the urgent need on the front line."

"Then the hall will thank Zongbing Lin first."

"Your Highness is very polite, the general will make arrangements now."

Lin Shicheng started to leave, but was stopped by An Xining: "Mr. Lin is not in a hurry, I have something to tell you in this hall."

"Your Highness has something to say, but it's okay to say."

An Xining glanced at the room, and said: "The matter is very important, can you and I discuss it in detail in the study."

"Of course, Your Highness, please."

An Xining agreed but didn't move, instead he pulled Zihua to go to the study together, he wouldn't say that it was to prevent Lin Jingxuan and Zihua from being alone together.