Yume Shuro

?Plain hands stroking the strings, the sound of the qin across the fingertips, pouring out all the thoughts and thoughts into the words of the song. It's all about thinking.Zhou Yu stopped drinking and listened carefully to the meaning of the song.

"'Zhu Ge's heart is gloomy, and the blue bird is here to visit, in order to ask the beloved if he remembers the spring girl to help the cloud girl.' Happiness is short, I pity you, the osmanthus shadow is alone in the cold, and the cloud paper is hard to send. Who will sigh in the autumn girl? Spiritual practice, These ten years, when I was not around, how did you come here?" The flames of war at the border have burned away the love between his sons and daughters. He is not a hero who is short of breath. Pillowman on the bed.

"What do you think?" Lingxiu stopped the zither, raised the hem of her skirt, and bowed forward to hold the cup. Before this time, there was not much grape wine luminous cup. The smell of wine was strong and pungent in her nose, no matter it was a thousand years ago It's still thousands of years later, and I still don't understand why men love to drink this intoxicating thing so much.Leaning on the side of the desk, looking at the husband-in-law who had been together for a long time by the candlelight in the tent, after a long time, facing the looming moonlight outside the curtain, soaked in the cold night light, he said quietly, "How many memories of the past outings, Happiness is short-lived, and it only ends in a twitch of eyebrows."

Zhou Yu nodded, took the wine cup, and under the full candlelight, even though they were together, they were still afraid of separation, so how sad was that?Weidao folks often say, "It is better to abandon the side of the road than marrying a daughter and recruiting a husband." When I met those eyes, I saw that there seemed to be resentment in her eyes. After a long silence, I just spit out a few words,

"Lingxiu, do you believe me?"

Lingxiu was momentarily confused, not knowing what he was referring to, "What?"

"I promised you that one day, I will disarm and return to the fields, and I will make up for the loneliness you and the children have suffered over the years."

Lingxiu is terrified, these words are touching, but what to do about everything here, I am afraid that there is a definite plan, for her, there is nothing left to do. "I believe in you." It's just that I don't want to believe in fate.Suddenly a gust of wind blew into the tent from outside the curtain, adding a bit of chill. Seeing that the moon was already half-slanted, Lingxiu was going to collect the wine cups. Zhou Yu wanted to stop him, but Lingxiu smiled and brushed his hand. hand, said tightly,

"Don't drink any more. Zhou Lang, the night is getting darker and the dew is getting heavier. You should also rest earlier. I'm afraid there are many important things to discuss tomorrow."

Zhou Yu took the hand that was about to stop her just now, smiled a few times, and sighed softly, "There are so many wars, the worries of my family and country, and the concern of my virtuous wife, I can't even get drunk." Xiu didn't say a word, thinking about this troubled world, the three-legged confrontation has not yet come, and when will the flames of war end?

"Lingxiu, do you know that every time I'm on the battlefield, I'm thinking about my future happiness. But I'm so afraid that one time, I'll be gone forever. At that time, you should What should I do? What about Xun'er and Yin'er?"

"You promised me, every time, you will come back unscathed, you told me to believe you, you are not allowed to break your promise, not once." She couldn't help but regret, but repeated these powerless words again and again. Promise, she would rather believe that everything will change because of her arrival, she doesn't want to care about the fate of others, only this person in front of her is her everything.

"I..., yes, a gentleman said that if you die, you will never regret it. Even if I am gone someday, my soul will guard you."

"Don't, don't say that..." Ben still had a thousand words to say, but at this moment he couldn't bear to speak out, and just said flatly, "Zhou Lang, you'd better... rest early."

In the early morning of the next day, Huang Gai sent someone to pretend to secretly send a letter of false surrender. Cao Cao agreed, but everyone was still a little uneasy. Is this old fox really so easy to be fooled?

"Captain, Cao thief has agreed to surrender, and agreed to accept the surrender in three days."

"Gong Fu, if the east wind hasn't arrived in three days, wouldn't the general be in danger? Maybe we can discuss with the bandits Cao again, wait for a while, and wait until the east wind arrives, so as to increase our army's chances of winning." Arrogant, what's the point of being brotherly?

Zhou Yu thought for a moment, and said, "Cheng Gong, although this proposal can avoid danger, it may also arouse Cao Cao's suspicion. If he takes precautions, it may be even more disadvantageous to our army."

"But the governor..."

"When marching and fighting, how can there be a time when there is no risk? This time, with fewer enemies and more enemies, if we don't seek victory in danger, I am afraid that we will only end up in a crushing defeat. Now, we can only bet on God."

"Captain, if there is no east wind after three days, and the public will die, he will also burn the warships of Cao's army for me in Jiangdong."

Zhou Yu left his seat, walked up to Huang Gai, and said solemnly, "Old General Huang, Gong Jin is here, on behalf of Jiang Dong's elders, to thank the general for giving up his life and fighting hard." Huang Gai hurriedly wanted to help him up, but he couldn't resist, so he knelt down and said repeatedly,

"Captain, Gongfu can't bear it."

"General, the person kneeling to thank you today is not Zhou Yu, but the people who want to avoid being slaughtered by Cao Jun. If Cao Jun is defeated in the future, the general will be the number one hero."

"But just based on the words of the governor, the official refusal means that Cao's death will be destroyed three days later, and there will be no loss in festivals and righteousness. If the deaths of us can be exchanged for Jiangdong's peace, how lucky is Huang Gai?"

"Okay! The three armies have a big drink today, and three days later, we will go to the battlefield together, and we will never return!"

The pre-war wine was poured, and all the gentlemen drank it freely. The head of the tent heard, "There will be no return." The first wine is also considered to be on the way to Huangquan, so there is no regret.

Three days later, at dusk, the northwest wind was still blowing, and the battle was certain. He must win in the end, but he doesn't know how many people's lives will be ruined in this way.

"It's so cold—" He stood there blankly for a while, when the wind picked up suddenly, Lingxiu tightened his sleeves tightly, and said in surprise, "How can there be such a cool wind in this summer moon?"

"Where is the cold wind? It's my sister who is worried, and her heart is empty. No matter what kind of wind blows, she feels cold." Renxian walked up to her side at some point, faintly, and said some innocuous words, Seems to have figured out the mystery, in the words, the childishness of the past has long been lost, and the little girl has grown up, hasn't the heart of Lingxiu also changed in the same way?

"Sister Ling, are you still worried?" With a glance, he saw that the battle flag outside the camp was still flying to the southeast, and he couldn't help but sighed, "Why isn't this east wind coming?"

Lingxiu smiled, and she was not in a hurry when it came to this matter, "Didn't the princess come to persuade me to comfort me? Why, before I said anything, you started to worry."

Renxian was surprised, curled his lips, and faintly felt unhappy, "Are you still laughing? Success or failure depends on today's battle. If the east wind fails, wouldn't Brother Yu and the others have to take the risk of approaching Cao Ying to burn the boat? Sister, How melancholy you are usually, but you can still laugh today, Ren Xian really can't figure out your thoughts."

"I..." What I said really made Lingxiu dumbfounded, okay, okay, anyway, she is heartless, and she must not offend the princess, so she lowered her head to be careful, "Yes yes yes... "Suddenly raised his head, but saw that the direction of the flag had changed. For a moment, he suspected that he had read it wrong, so he tugged on the princess's sleeve and pointed to the front, "Ren Xian, look, the wind direction has changed, but no?"

When the princess heard it, she was surprised and surprised. Could it be that it is really God's blessing?Looking far away, it was the opposite direction of the wind. I couldn't help being overjoyed, holding Lingxiu's hand tightly, jumping up and down, "Sister Ling, the wind has changed, the wind has changed, we are sure to win!"

Lingxiu only secretly sighed in his heart that it was dangerous, what "the mast and scull disappear in smoke while talking and laughing", how can things in this world be so easy?Don't say it's "talking and laughing", but don't be too thrilled, and she will be thankful if there are some side effects.All of a sudden, on the distant river, there was a daze of flames soaring into the sky. The first quarter moon in the east had already risen from the tops of the trees. The moonlight reflected the light on the river, making it look more and more sparse. In the forest by the river, the birds couldn’t bear the light of the fire. , flying out of the forest from time to time, rushing around, often not knowing where to go home.

Lingxiu was fascinated for a while, and felt a lot of emotion for no reason. The princess saw that she suddenly became quiet, without the joy she had before, and just stared blankly into the distance, feeling a little puzzled, "Sister Ling, are you watching?" What?"

"'The moon and stars are thin, and the black magpie flies south.' Isn't this a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking west at Xiakou and east at Wuchang. The mountains and rivers are dazzling and gloomy. Is this not Mengde who was trapped by Zhou Lang?" Thinking of the Fu I have learned before, my mood is quite different when I read it today.I have heard people say from time to time that Cao Cao shouldn't be a villain. The sea never tires, so he should be a hero in the world.It is said that the times make heroes, but don't you know that heroes are often trapped by the times, just like today.

The princess just shook her head, playing with these seemingly simple words, she couldn't figure out Lingxiu's state of mind at this time, so she just smiled, "Sister Ling, your words are becoming more and more profound."

This exaggeration broke up the deepness of spiritual cultivation, and after a while, he lost the melancholy emotion just now, and couldn't help smiling.After all, the sad scene in front of her is now someone else's. She doesn't have so much pity, she just follows the ancients' sighs from time to time, which is just arty.

Far away, only the sound of bells and drums is heard, it is expected that the fire of war has ceased, and the troops have been withdrawn by Mingjin.This battle has been planned for so long, but in the end it was nothing more than the east wind fueling the fire, and the 80 yuan was finally burnt.The battle flag was blowing to the northwest, and in no time, I saw a large group of people and horses in the distance, seeming to be smiling.Lingxiu and the princess thought that they would not disturb their husband's loyalty and pride, and they were free to drink fine wine, and the two of them just had to enjoy themselves by the sidelines.

When they entered the tent, they saw a place full of wine, and there were people beside them who were already drunk. They were heroic men, and once they won the battle, they couldn't restrain their joy. It was expected that they would only rest when they were drunk. It doesn't matter.Holding the plate in their hands, the two of them sighed and then laughed out loud when they saw the drunken scene at a glance.

"Sister Ling, what am I talking about? They are like this. They drink heavily with wine and die when they are drunk. Why do they care if they hurt you or not?" meaning.

Holding the wine jar in his hands, Cheng Pu moved forward a few steps, and said with a smile to the princess, "My lord, this is the masculinity of my officers and men, and it will only appear with wine, if... if you are drunk at this moment, It's that person... who is narrow-minded."

Lingxiu put the tray on the table, and said with a smile, "Cheng Lao, if there is wine but no food, wouldn't it be boring to drink like this?"

"Oh? Heh... Mrs. Zhou, what you said is very true." Cheng Pu replied with a smile, and his words became drunk.

"This place is simple, and I can't prepare any delicacies from mountains and seas, so I have to wrong all the heroes first, and let's do it first." Everyone thanked, and after speaking, Lingxiu moved to Zhou Yu's side, and before he got close, he had already smelled the wine Qi, said softly,

"Did you drink so much behind my back every time you set off?"

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows and only smiled, "Ma'am, it's all about drinking freely, isn't it also my fault?"

"Brother Yu, Sister Ling is afraid that you will drink too much and hurt your health." Before Lingxiu could answer, the princess rushed to speak.

"I know it myself, it's just that I have a lot of energy, so can it be another matter?"

"Oh, oh..." Before he finished speaking, there were a few murmurs of resentment in the tent, and he followed the reputation, but saw that it was Lu Su.

"Lieutenant Lu, what's your emotion?" Everyone celebrated and drank happily. Lingxiu was surprised why Lu Su did this for no reason.

But Lu Su shook his head and said, "Oh, the governor and his wife are so affectionate, and they are shown in front of you. Doesn't it make me wait for people whose wives and children are not around, to sigh more?"

Hearing this, the princess couldn't help smiling, and suddenly thought of something, and then said, "Lieutenant Lu is right." Then he turned his head to Lingxiu and said, "Sister Ling, you are like Brother Yu. Is that what you said... that..." Renxian hesitated a few times, slapped his head, and then blurted out, "Show affection! Isn't it?" Show affection?Zhou Yu was startled, but then calmed down again. Since Lingxiu had said these words, he should not be surprised.

"Ah?" Lingxiu couldn't help being taken aback, showing affection?These words came out of Princess Renxian's mouth, um... It seems that she was right, she turned her head, and somehow added a little shyness, "Princess, Captain Lu, Lingxiu joked in the past, but instead Now you are asking for trouble, you two, please stop making fun of me."

"Hey~~ This big victory, the whole army is overjoyed, so it's okay to just make fun of it and have some fun."

"If we talk about this big victory, it's true that God has blessed me, Jiangdong." Lingxiu smiled, and hurriedly changed the focus, hoping not to make fun of her again.

"It's also thanks to my wife and the princess who visited Cao's camp at night and let our army know about the fact that his warships are connected end to end. This is a good strategy for attacking with fire."

The princess was silent, and the matter here... Well, it's better not to mention it, but Lingxiu said, "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. Lingxiu and the princess met for the first time, and I don't know the heights of heaven and earth. That time, I almost lost it." Life. The military plane of the cable boat was really a fluke."

"Hey, Ma'am, don't need to be humble. I'm Jiangdong Yinglue, and women don't give in to men. Madam dares to fight with her life. It's very rare."

But fortunately, this time is always God bless.Cao Cao led an army of hundreds of thousands to the south with great ambitions, but it turned out that all of this was predestined by the heavens at the right time and place. Negative, the history books have long been ordained, that stroke has been written, and it cannot be changed.What about the future?She is also just an accident. I am afraid that her existence, no matter how many small details are changed, will not be able to change this great era. One day, maybe she will be buried in this era, or go eastward with the rolling Yangtze River, or with the torrent of time. , Turning over the scrolls, there are only a few strokes left.Life and death, even if you don't care, who can really not care? ?