Waiting for the wind and rain, the city of clouds is light

It was noon when Yan Lu walked out of Xiang Liang's mansion. He crossed the threshold and stopped in the yard. The sun was dazzling, and there were two figures standing outside the door.

"Mr. Xiang Liang admires the benevolence of the doctor." A voice came from inside the door, and Xiang Liang clasped his fists at him.Yan Lu turned around and returned the salute without haste: "Don't dare to do it, Lu is a worthless person, I just want a stable place."

The door closed slowly behind him, Yan Lu turned around and stepped down the steps, and two figures not far away greeted him.Yan Lu looked at the white-clothed figure standing on the left, the flying look on his face had subsided a lot in the past year, his pale face remained calm, but his eyes couldn't hide his anxiety.He looked at him, and for a moment the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and he said with a smile: "Ovary."

"Brother." Zhang Liang's response was a little stiff.It was only when Yan Lu saw the sun that he could see clearly that his figure was much thinner than before.

Fan Zeng coughed lightly, and Zhang Liang's unspoken words were swallowed back into his throat.His eyes lingered between the two: "General Xiang Liang has already told the old man that since the Sanghai Confucianism incident, Mr. has been living in seclusion in the mountains. He doesn't care about world affairs, and only occasionally heals the wounded soldiers who trespassed by mistake. So please invite Mr. Come to the camp, but we are sorry."

"It's okay," Yan Luping replied calmly, "Lu hasn't seen his ovary for a while."

"That's right." Fan Zeng raised his beard and smiled lightly, "It's been a long time since you and your brothers have talked. I have something to do, so I'll take my leave first." Yu Bi turned and walked towards the gate.Zhang Liang watched his back gradually go away, and in the middle of it, he stopped and turned his head slightly, his voice was not loud but clear: "The soldiers who sent you up the mountain will arrive in a while, since you have an appointment first, and you are me People from Xuejun will definitely not bother you any more."

"Senior Fan has a heart." Yan Lu bowed slightly, his expression still indifferent.Fan Zeng nodded slowly when he heard the words, stepped over the threshold and walked into the mansion, the back reflected in his pupils gradually disappeared in the shadows.Yan Lu withdrew his gaze and looked at the trees in the yard, where the buds of flowers were just emerging under the clusters of tender green leaves.He raised his lowered eyes, and the person in front of him was staring at him, his lips drawn into a stiff straight line.

"Senior Brother." Zhang Liangfu said, with tens of thousands of anxious questions but only two words out of his mouth, and the rest poured out from his eyes.In the warmth of the sun, sparrows flew by, making the only sound.The hand in front of him had unconsciously clenched into a fist under the sleeve, he opened his mouth, and finally asked: "Senior brother, they..."

"But we had a rough conversation for a while." Yan Lu said, and continued after Zhang Liang stopped, "I'm a healer, they won't hurt me." After a pause, he added, "She's fine."

Zhang Liang's eyes trembled, and he subconsciously frowned.

"Yun Wei is fine." Yan Lu repeated, looking back at him with soft relief in his eyes, "Before Xiang Liang's people came to find her yesterday, I had settled her somewhere else."

Under the gaze of Yan Lu's soft eyes, the tight string in his heart gradually loosened, and the wind came in from the palm he was holding. Zhang Liang took a deep breath imperceptibly, and closed his eyes.Yan Lu's voice came from beside his ear: "I heard from the gentleman who sent the letter recently that Zifang came here for borrowing soldiers. I'm afraid he has suffered a lot these days."

"Brother, I..." Zhang Liang was at a loss for words, and after a while he slowly exhaled the breath, his voice was low and hoarse, "I'm not in the way."

"You are already weak, and I heard that you were injured a while ago," Yan Lu looked at him, "You are short of energy and blood, so don't bother your heart and mind. If you can, just stay here for a few days."

Zhang Liang nodded, but the uneasiness in his heart accumulated with Yan Lu's words.Low clouds drifted across the sky, and the shade covered things and people on the ground inch by inch.After calming down, Zhang Liang raised his head and asked softly, "Where is she?"

"Outside the city." Yan Lu replied, seeing that Zhang Liang's tense shoulders seemed to relax a little, he paused for a moment and then said, "Since they have found me, they will not pursue it further. Ovary," when he resumed Looking back to meet his own eyes, Yan Lu smiled at him very lightly, "I will be fine, don't worry."

"But they..." Zhang Liang couldn't help asking.

"Since I have promised to heal the seriously injured people for them, they will not harm my safety." Yan Lu interrupted him, his voice was still peaceful and low, "The news that I have been to the General's Mansion will not be spread, they know me If you don't like getting involved in disputes, you can rest assured that I live alone."

Suspicion seemed to be lifted suddenly like a curtain, and Zhang Liang, who had reacted, stared at Yan Lu indifferently.Now only Xiang Liang and Fan Zeng have seen Yan Lu, and just now Fan Zeng said that the soldiers sent him up the mountain, it must be to completely isolate him from the outside world, so as to firmly control this person who has medical skills that can bring the dead back to life. Obtained by other factions.If you want to ensure that no one else will know of his existence in the future, it will only be...

Coldness climbed up his back, Zhang Liang's lips trembled slightly, he opened and closed several times and finally asked, with a hint of panic in his uncertain tone: "Those soldiers who sent senior brother back..."

"They will guard the mountainside and prevent others from entering or leaving." Yan Lu took it, looked back at Zhang Liang, and after a moment of silence, he finally said slowly, "Including me."

The ax that seemed to be hanging in the air finally fell down, hitting the heart hard.Zhang Liang's body trembled uncontrollably, and after a while, he suddenly looked at Yan Lu's hand hanging by his side as if realizing something.

"They won't have any concerns about me." Yan Lu seemed to understand what Zhang Liang was thinking, without moving his eyes, he explained calmly, "Since the day when Little Shengxianzhuang was overthrown, I can no longer use force."

His thoughts were scattered all over the sky under this blow, and he couldn't put together any meaningful sentences in his brain. Zhang Liang's eyes lost focus for a moment, and the sunlight pierced his body like a cold arrow with severe condemnation, killing him already. The bloody heart was pierced, and the invisible pain forced him to bend down, but a soft word came from his ear.

"I don't blame you, Ovary."

Yan Lu's face reappeared in his eyes, Zhang Liang was a little dazed, and the voice sounded again: "I am lucky to be able to have rare peace in a troubled world."

"Besides martial arts, there are many things worth studying." He staggered his gaze, raised his eyes to meet the sun and looked at the low clouds in the sky that had drifted away, "Medical skills save lives, so you don't have to ask the people you save. Where did I come from? I am just an idler, and I have nothing else to ask for, if I can wait until the world is stable..."

At this point, he stopped, lowered his eyes as if thinking about it, and when Zhang Liang's eyes finally focused on him, Yan Lu raised his head again, the smile in his eyes surpassed that of Sanyue Nuanyang: " I will pay another visit and have a good conversation with you."

"Senior brother," Zhang Liang raised his body to half kneel, and after a long, long time finally said the word, his voice trembled uncontrollably, "Thank you."

"No need." Yan Lu shook his head and helped him up from the ground.Zhang Liang breathed in unsteadily, but a piece of bamboo was suddenly stuffed into his hand.

"She's here." Yan Lu said softly to him.

The edges of the bamboo slices were rough, Zhang Liang subconsciously clenched his hands, and the loose bamboo thorns made his palms hurt slightly.There was the sound of collisions of soldiers passing by outside the yard, accompanied by the flickering birdsong in the distance.

"I should go." Yan Lu smiled at him, his eyes stopped on his clenched right hand, "Please also inform that gentleman a few days ago, don't mention me to others." After a pause, he added Said, "Including Yunwei."

Zhang Liang turned his head when he heard the words: "But..."

"Just treat it as being rescued by someone else," he added unhurriedly, Yan Lu's gaze was fixed on the bamboo piece, and there was a trace of relief and softness in the eyes under the eyelids, "The meridians of her left hand She is almost fully recovered, and after a period of careful recuperation and practice, she will be able to return to her original state. If she asks..."

Under Zhang Liang's gaze, he raised his head with a smile in his eyes.

"Just say that Yan Lu is fine now, that's all."

The shopkeeper in the inn on the outskirts of the city dozed off behind the table, and a thin layer of dust accumulated on the neglected beams and columns.There were no guests in the front hall, and the waiter who asked just now said that a gentleman had already paid the rent a few days ago, and pointed to the depths of the second floor.Zhang Liang went upstairs in the direction he said, the door at the end of the corridor was closed, he calmed down, walked over and pushed it open.

With a creak, sunlight leaked through the crack of the door.As if it had spanned a thousand years, the dust fluttered and shone in the light, and there was a person lying on the low couch by the wall.After closing the wooden door behind him, he stared at that direction for a long time, finally walked forward slowly, leaned over and sat on the head of the bed.

The eyes of the person lying on his back were closed, his eyelashes were dyed with a faint halo, and a few light shadows fell on his face.The broken hair in front of her forehead barely covered the long scar on her forehead. Zhang Liang raised his hand to gently brush the hair away, and rested his thumb on the place where the scar intersected with the brow bone.

After closing her eyes, she looked a little fragile with a pale complexion, but the distance was a little less than usual, and she could touch it with a raised hand.A long scar cut off the eyebrow, and he stroked it carefully, feeling the pain when the knife was cut on his face.The cheek under the heel of the palm was a little cold, and his hand slid down the curve, caressing her side face.

After covering up the scars, her face is still clear and indifferent. Over the past year, star points of alienation have been added, but it seems that the lines of the eyebrows have been honed to be more resolute.

Memories rushed towards him like a mountain against the river of thoughts. After the catastrophe in Xiaoshengxianzhuang, he searched for her for more than a month and finally gave up. Then Bo Langsha missed a blow and went to hide in Xiapi.After ten days of fighting in the world, he gradually recovered after the limelight passed. The old man who gave him the Grand Duke's Art of War told him, don't let the person who sacrificed for you become your fetters, and don't let hatred blind your eyes.So he forgot about her, leaving only the wooden hairpin that had been tucked in his shirt on his chest since the day of parting, and placed it closest to his heart to remember her for him.

Putting his hand into his bosom, touching the crack on the hairpin, Zhang Liang's eyes darkened.In Bolangsha, when he was wounded and surrounded at night, the hairpin on his chest blocked the first fatal blow for him.The hairpin was broken into two pieces, and he relentlessly repaired and spliced ​​them together in between running around.He secretly felt that she had saved his life again, but this kind of thought made him fear, fearing that she was really no longer in this world, so he protected him in this way.But rationally told himself that he couldn't keep thinking about it, he could only bury everything in the past, and then turned around and walked forward.

It's been a year, and a year has convinced him that there are no more waves in his heart.The world was in chaos, Chen Wang Qi, he watched coldly, waiting for the right time.Gathering soldiers and horses, taking refuge in Pei Gong, planning to take Dang, every step of the way is impeccable, he knows what he wants, and he also knows that entraining emotions is a taboo in planning.

But he can't.

The palm stroked her face, tracing her eyebrows and the bridge of the nose, but stopped when it reached her lips.

Zhang Liang closed his eyes.He can't do it.

Just like the art of war is strangely upright, and justice and peace are strangely dangerous, the one who wins is always unexpected and dangerous.But risk is like gambling. If you can't care about it when you lose everything, you can't talk about a comeback.In the situation he was caught in, everyone in the world and even grass and trees could be bets. He could take risks with anything, but he couldn't stop caring about her.

So he tried his best, bet everything he had, and won her the chance of life from the other party, and then lost all the chips in his body.

What Fan Zeng said before leaving the city rang in his ears again.At that time, Yan Lu had just left, and the news that Pei Gong and two or three followers came to Xiang Liang's mansion to inform him to see him, was standing in the sunlight when Fan Zeng stepped out of the mansion.After exchanging pleasantries, Fan Zeng looked at him with unclear meaning in his eyes.He leaned over and asked to go out of the city to meet the visiting Pei Gong.

"In what name?" Fan Zeng asked him.

"Slightly fulfill the responsibility of leading the way." Zhang Liang replied.

Fan Zeng nodded slowly, the shadows in his eyes dissipated, revealing a faint trace of satisfaction.He bowed and continued to inquire about Peigong's route to Xue, but Fan Zeng changed the subject: "I remember the last time I played chess, I chatted about a question, but it's a pity that the chess game ended early and I couldn't talk about it. In today's world, if It takes one person to assemble a group of heroes, but I don't know what kind of person this person is?"

Zhang Liang's questioning voice fell silent.Fan Zeng turned around to face him.After a while, Zhang Liang opened his mouth, with no abnormal expression on his face: "Chu Nangong once said that although Chu has three households, if Qin dies, Chu must die."

"I don't want Zifang to still remember this." Fan Zeng put his hands behind his back and looked up at the birds in the sky, "General Xiang Liang borrowed troops, so there is no need to worry about the attack on Fengfeng. It's just that the Six Kingdoms were scattered in the wild, and the rioters Most of them don't care about it. Mi Xin, the grandson of King Huai, has already visited in the market. The Xiang family was originally a general of Chu, and should be attacked by Chu. I don't know what will Zifang do after the attack?"

Birds fluttered past, and there was silence all around.Zhang Liang kept his original posture, Fan Zeng was still pacing, but gradually slowed down and stopped in front of him.As if after a long time, Zhang Liang's voice finally rang out: "Liang has nothing to ask for, but only wants to meet Han, and he is worthy of his ancestors."

Out of the corner of his eye, Fan Zeng still raised his head, but he saw that he nodded as expected.

He said the answer he wanted to hear, but lost himself to nothing.

The touch of the palm is still delicate, as if being sucked in, and the deep gaze wanders and does not want to leave.Zhang Liang sat sideways, the sun was setting on the floor to the west, and time seemed to stand still in the silent silence. His hand stroking her cheek began to tremble slightly, and thousands of words flashed in the sight that stopped at her eyelashes. , but closed it suddenly just before the flood of reluctance.

He just wanted her to be okay.

Those hands left his face, and the trembling of the remaining fingertips were clenched vigorously into his palms, and all the words flowed back to the bottom of his heart.He got up resolutely and walked towards the door without looking back, the wooden door slammed shut behind him.In the silence, the sound of boots stepping on the ground was deep, and the noise on the street outside the door gradually became clear. Zhang Liang stepped out of the inn.

The hand clenched into a fist was so stiff that it was numb.

"Mr. Zhang Liang?"

A voice came from not far away, Zhang Liang turned his head, and Xiang Bo looked at him hesitantly.

He will take this step after all.

The author has something to say: some historical background:

Peigong attacked Fengyi again after the victory in the first battle in Dangjun, but the result was unfavorable. Then he borrowed [-] troops from Xiang Liang to attack again. Yongchi was defeated and fled to Wei State.

Historically, after Chen She was defeated and died, Xiang Liang convened a discussion with the generals in Xuejun, and sought out Mi Xin, the grandson of King Huai of Chu, to establish him as King Huai of Chu, and named himself Wu Xinjun, and became famous from then on.Xiang Liang called himself Wu Xinjun.And Zhang Liang suggested to Xiang Liang that the King of Han should be established as the heir of the party. Xiang Liang ordered the visit of the King of Han to be established as the king, and Zhang Liang was the Situ to assist the King of Han to recover the lost land.

The experience of Zhang Liangxiang Han has always been something that people are willing to discuss, including Zhang Liang returned to Han to serve Han Wangcheng after the fall of the Qin Dynasty, and did not return to Pei Gong's side until Han Wang was killed. Everyone has different opinions.Some people say that Zhang Liangxiang Han showed that he has not yet got rid of the old aristocratic ideas of the six countries, and he did not defect to Peigong until he saw the situation clearly; Xiang Yu became suspicious of Pei Gong a few times, and it was thanks to Zhang Liang's efforts to win the opportunity to recharge his batteries and return to Shu.

(Having said so much, I actually want to say: the purely artistic processing in the article is not a historical fact or a historical fact or a historical fact)