Notes on Evil Fox

On a summer night, the color of the sky looks like it was painted and dyed after adding a few drops of fine ink to the ultramarine blue.It seems like a condensed dream in the world, clear but not strong.

Dots of stars hang down in it, and the moonlight is as hazy as gauze, looking after the mountains, rivers and seas.

In front of the Drunken Flower Pavilion, the lights were brightly lit, and the delicate and charming women were dressed even more coolly.The music of silk and bamboo orchestras in the building is endless, and there are many laughters during it.

The front yard was full of wind, flowers, snow and moon, and it was very lively, but there was a person who quietly entered through the wall from the street behind the backyard.

And this person is the youngest and most prestigious Zuo Xiangrong Shi Yin in the dynasty.

If the officials of the same dynasty knew that Mr. Zuo Xiang, who was meticulous and dignified in the palace, secretly overturned the courtyard wall of the brothel at night, I don't know how he would feel.

Rong Shi retreated to the gazebo on the hill where Lu Fanan had brought him, and took out a jug of wine from under the stone table, and said to his back, "I'm not coming out yet."

"Since when did you know I'm here?" Ruyi slowly came out from the side, dissatisfied.

"As far as your three-legged cat's skill is concerned, I knew it from the beginning." Rong Shiyin didn't even look at Ruyi, and took a sip of his wine and said.

"I thought I could see you crying bitterly, frustrated and lonely." Ruyi sighed in disappointment.

Rong Shi smiled and shook his head.

Ruyi straightened her expression and said, "Why haven't you let the Xingyue Pavilion interfere in the affairs of the court recently? Didn't all the spies in the pavilion become their own people except stargazing and moon admiring?"

"After all, Xingyue Pavilion belongs to the forces in Jianghu, and it has been coerced in the court, which is not what I want." Rong Shiyin paused, "I was only fighting alone before, so I had to get involved with it as a last resort. Now, almost half of the court is my power, and I also have my own dark guard. Xingyue Pavilion will make a move again, but it will attract people's attention."

"Then, will you stop visiting us in the future?" Ruyi seemed a little frustrated.

"How could that be?" Rong Shiyin said slightly, "I don't need to intervene in the affairs of the court for the time being, but I have to rely on Xingyue Pavilion to pay attention to the affairs of the western border."

"That's good." Ruyi said happily, and then thought of something, looked around, and made sure that no one whispered, "They all want you to help the sixth prince become emperor, why can't you just help the sixth prince become emperor, and then Kill Wang Baoyin again, but want to borrow the second prince's hand."

Rong Shiyin smiled, knowing that Ruyi has a straightforward temper and is not good at guessing people's hearts, so he explained patiently: "The sixth prince is young, if I directly help him to the throne, and then deal with Wang Baoyin, I will have to force the emperor to make the princes In addition to the fact that the royal family is deeply rooted in the court, how will I deal with it? If I really want to kill them all, there will be a sea of ​​blood in the court. At that time, people will be panic-stricken, and there will be chaos everywhere. Wouldn’t I become a treacherous minister who will bring disaster to the country and the people.”

"But you are not a good minister." Ruyi said bluntly.

Rong Shi cast a sideways glance at her, with a warning in his eyes, and the latter closed his mouth embarrassingly.

"Besides, if the fourth prince is alive and the sixth prince is young, the road to becoming a king will be difficult. Therefore, I have to be fully prepared before I can do it. Killing people with a knife is justified."

"It's so tiring." Ruyi sighed with half-knowledge, looking at Rong Shiyin with undisguised enthusiasm, "I really feel sorry for you, if it were me, I would have been driven crazy."

The falcon cross girls are not like the Central Plains girls who are raised in the boudoir, they are gentle and submissive, they grew up in the wilderness, they have an open-minded temperament, and they are always straightforward about emotional matters.

So Rong Shiyin can't say that he doesn't know Ruyi's intentions.

"After everything is over, how about I find a husband-in-law from the Central Plains for you?" Rong Shiyin changed the subject.

Ruyi wrinkled her face together in dissatisfaction: "But I like you."

"But you know, I already have someone I love."

"I know, so I will try not to like you as much as possible. But you can't just mess with me just because you don't like me." Ruyi's eyes were slightly red, but she was not lonely. "Could it be that just because I liked you, I even lost the chance to find someone else I like."

Rong Shiyin knew that he had said something wrong, so he took some comfort and said: "Okay, okay, I won't say any more, then wait until you find a good man who loves each other in the future, and he will be my brother-in-law."

Ruyi broke through her tears and said with a smile: "Okay."

After chatting casually for a few words, the two said their farewell to Ruyi, leaving only Rong Shiyin here again.

Rong Shiyin took a few sips from the jug, and said softly, "Look, I now know where to hide the wine."

Looking up at the lights in the front yard, I suddenly remembered what Liang Xiaoxian once said to him: "Sometimes a high position is involuntary."

Can't help it?He doesn't know.

All he knew was that he was afraid that Lu Fanan would know the blood on his hands.But he still wants to be contaminated with more.For him, every win now is no longer a joy, but a torment.

He would feel inferior because of his filthy things, fearing that he would no longer be qualified to contaminate that glorious person.But the more inferior he was, the more he wanted to hold on to the power in his hand, because it was the only capital he had.

In the increasingly intense thoughts, he actually got a little tired of what he was looking for in front of him.

……

Even though it is midsummer, the nights in Xijiang are still slightly cool.Looking from a distance, on the top of the mountain in the distance, you can still see the snow that hasn't cleared for many years, and it glows faintly but softly under the moonlight.

The bright moon hangs quietly in the sky, which always makes people feel that such a good day is the most suitable for thinking about hometown and old people.

However, the desert under the moonlight seemed to want to let down such a beautiful scenery on purpose, and instead ignited a war.

The war horse raised its hooves high and roared.The flames greedily burned everything that could be ignited, such as food, battle flags, and corpses.The spear hit the shield, sparking a burst of sparks.The blade pierced through the chest and across the neck, and the warm blood spilled into the sky and fell to the ground, dyeing the yellow sand a dark red.Soldiers who can still move roar and step over the corpses and stumps of enemies or comrades-in-arms, and go to another death-others, or themselves.

The horns are sounding, and the drums are getting more and more intense.

Lu Fanan was fighting in the middle of the battlefield with scarlet eyes, and the Falcon Crossbow suddenly attacked, and everything came by surprise.

This was the first war in his life, but he didn't have time to think about anything at this moment.The chance of survival can only be obtained by killing more quickly.

His face and body were covered with blood, both other people's and his own.

The sound of the drums gradually slowed down, and there were fewer and fewer people standing upright around them.Lu Fanan no longer knew how many people he had hacked and killed, nor how many deep and shallow wounds he had left on his body.

He sat slumped on the ground, surrounded by blood, wounded and corpses.Death and howling cast a suffocating haze over the vast desert here.

Lu Fanan struggled to stand up, and reached out to help a nearby wounded man who seemed to be panting under a dead body.

But when he pulled the man out, he suddenly fell to the ground beside him and retched.

The soldier's body from the abdomen down was completely gone, and the hideous wounds, like bright red mud, had spread out in one piece.

When the man was dragged out, a long trail stretched out behind him.Lu Fanan glanced back, and retched uncontrollably.That's the intestines being dragged out.

In the pain of almost vomiting his heart and lungs, Lu Fanan suddenly remembered Rong Shiyin.That Rong Shiyin who was just 12 years old, was almost beaten to death, and woke up among the dead in the mass grave.

He suddenly seemed to understand him. The previous understanding was because of love, so he was willing to accept everything from him.

Now it is because I feel the same pain, so I understand.

What was he doing in the spring when he was 12 years old?

He was playing tricks and didn't want to listen to the teacher's class, he was teasing the guards nearby, he was losing his temper over the unappetizing meal, and he was willful and picky in the wealth and honor of the world.

But Rong Shiyin watched his mother's tragic death with his own eyes, despaired in his father's indifference, grew up under the beatings and kicks, and struggled to survive in the coldest side of human feelings.

Lu Fanan suddenly laughed, it was a kind of intense pain between depression and enlightenment.

Yes, that person has seen all the suffering in the world and experienced the evil in the world.When he was struggling in the dreadful quagmire of human nature, someone gave him a hand.

A war would almost knock him down, but in Rong Shiyin's life, which day is he not on the battlefield, and which day is not on the verge of life and death?As long as one wrong step, what awaits him is a barren grave.

How can he ask him to be "frank and fearless"?

It turns out that it is really not until one is in a desperate situation that one can see the truth clearly.

Lu Fanan stood up again, looking at the horrific purgatory-like scene on the battlefield where the gunpowder was extinguished.

His business can no longer be for escape.He wanted to seek a peaceful and prosperous world for all the people in this world, and he wanted that peaceful and prosperous world to give Rong Shiyin another piece of peace and tranquility.Let him stop worrying and plotting, and enjoy the happiness in the world.

But at this moment, his body could no longer hold on, and he fell softly into the dark red sand.

……

In the middle of the night, the war-torn desert had fallen asleep, but Lu Fanan was still training tirelessly on the temporary school field behind the barracks.

Life in the desert is inherently bitter and cold, not to mention war-torn times.The flirtatious young man raised in rich clothes and fine food has long been infected by the wind and frost in the boundless desert.

Coupled with the continuous battles in recent days, the black and blue beard stubble and the messy hair that has not been properly taken care of, the face of the always handsome man like jade has lost the glory of the prime time, but there is a little more heroism and tenacity of a heroic man.

But those eyes were still clear, like a clear spring in the boundless desert, as beautiful as treasures in the world.

"When I saw a black shadow, I knew it was you who ran out again." A strong and powerful voice came from beside him.

Lu Fanan stopped his movements, and saw Liang Xiaoxian sitting on the ground first: "The injury is healed, so come out for training?"

"It's much better." Lu Fanan also sat on the ground.

"You kid." Liang Xiaoxian smiled, "But you really surprised me these days."

Lu Fanan also laughed and said, "People have to grow up, don't they?"

"But it's not desperate." Liang Xiaoxian sighed, "The lieutenant in charge of training told me that you are training every night?"

Lu Fanan nodded.

"The training of your soldiers this time will last from Mao to You at night. Even those veterans may not be able to bear it. Can you bear it?"

Lu Fanan scratched his hair, and couldn't laugh or cry: "The general thinks I still look like a noble son?"

Liang Xiao first looked him up and down, then nodded in satisfaction.Then he took out a handbook from his bosom and said, "I asked the emperor for a decree to withdraw your criminal record. I know your qualifications, and you will not stop at an ordinary soldier."

"Really?" Lu Fanan accepted the emperor's handwritten letter, his brows and eyes were full of joy, only when he got rid of this layer of guilt, he would have the opportunity to show his strength. When he saw the black and white words on the yellow silk, he said , "Thank you, General."

"Even if I don't ask for an order, there are people in Beijing who are busy trying to please you. I'm just being a favor, so there's no need to thank you." Liang Xiaoxian pointed out.

Lu Fanan looked at the dark night with his head, and smiled slightly: "Yes, he will definitely."

Liang Xiaoxian got up slowly, and said with disgust, "I'm not ashamed at all."

Lu Fanan also stood up, seeing that Liang Xiaoxian was about to leave, he hurriedly said: "General, since I have been released from criminal records, can I apply to be transferred to the Jingbing Battalion?"

"Are you sure?" Liang Xiaoxian stopped in his tracks, "Do you know how difficult it is to select the elite battalion? Basically, most of the soldiers are carried out."

"So what if you try it." Lu Fanan smiled, "The Elite Battalion is the most elite team in the army, and it represents the lifeline of the army. I must go there."

"Then do you know that this most elite team bears and faces the greatest responsibility and danger."

"I know."

The generals and soldiers far away in the frontier are worried about the peril for the country and the people of Dachang.Little did he know that the world had changed above the temple in Beijing at this moment.