Chapter 32: to Liangzhou
Guo De looked at Yu Chifeng: "General, here, picking flowers?"
Yu Chifeng also felt something strange, looking at the flowers all over the mountains, his mood calmed down, he couldn't help thinking of his beloved wife and flowers, and his face also showed a rare tenderness in the sunlight: "Madam also loves flowers, pick some back by the way Let's go." After that, he walked into the flower field.
Yuchi Feng picked them all, and the others naturally picked them along with him.
"Only pick white flowers!" Guo De explained again.
"Hey, so many people come here to pick flowers here?" The soldiers couldn't help laughing at their own day.
"It was agreed to have a picnic in the morning, but we were not allowed to bring wine and meat, and ended up picking flowers here..." Some people felt aggrieved.
"Stop talking nonsense! Go home early after picking it." Guo Gang found a white flower, bent down and stretched out his hand, and broke the flower branch easily with a "snap". He took a knife all his life, and today he actually picked the flower.
But when he picked up the white flower, he was instantly stunned! For some reason, Guo Gang felt relaxed as if something was missing from his body, and there was an inexplicable sense of relief and joy in his heart.
He stood up in a daze and looked at the others. The others were also holding white flowers in their hands and stood in a daze for a long time in the mountain wind. They stood in the flower field blankly, as if they had turned into stone sculptures in an instant, standing quietly on the top of the mountain. Seeing the clouds roll and the clouds relax, the sea turns into a mulberry field.
In Yuchifeng's hand was also a white flower. He stared blankly, paying special attention to the relaxed feeling just now. After experiencing the strangeness of this day, and remembering that just now Lian Youyou said that picking flowers is good for them, he felt a little mysterious.
He held a white flower in front of Lian Youyou: "What is the origin of this flower?"
The corners of Lian Youyou's lips curled up: "Do you feel that there is something missing in your body, and something in your heart?"
Yuchifeng was startled.
Lin Tingjun, who was lying on the side, raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes to see the white flower in Yuchifeng's hand. The white flower was like a lotus, gently swaying in the wind, bringing a fresh fragrance.
Lian Youyou closed her eyes and fell asleep: "My god, I really bother to say those Buddhist words, but since you asked, why don't you see what your subordinates are doing?"
Yu Chifeng looked sideways again, his subordinates were still picking flowers, he turned his head and squatted in front of Lian Youyou: "They are still picking flowers."
"Is it really picking? Why do I think it's letting go?" Lian Youyou's lips twitched, but she still didn't open her eyes.
Yu Chifeng was slightly startled, turned around and looked again. Under the blue sky and white clouds, his subordinates bent down one by one and lowered their arms...
Lin Tingjun also sat up, looking at the soldiers who bent over to pick the flowers, Jinglian Youyou was broken, they picked the flowers, but put them down.
Put down a little dust, in exchange for a wisp of incense. The blood energy all over his body was slowly purified in the fragrance of white flowers.
"Picking flowers is good for youIt's good for you" Lian Youyou repeated again, opened her eyes and turned to look at Lin Tingjun, "You really don't want to pick them?"
Lin Tingjun glanced at her, then lay down again, without saying a word, sleeping, so hungry, too lazy to move.
"Cut." Lian Youyou also rolled his eyes at him, then smiled and looked at Yu Chifeng who was walking towards the flower field again.
The mountain wind blew the hem of the clothes of these **** soldiers, and their hands were no longer steel knives, but pure and fragrant white flowers.
As the sun gradually set, there was already a pile of white flowers in front of Lian Youyou.
There was no trace of irritability on the faces of the soldiers, but only laughter.
Guo Gang also picked a bouquet of flowers and went home to coax his wife. He lost the dryness when he came, and was more innocent like a child.
Only Yuchifeng looked anxiously at the direction where Yuchi Shaolang left, wandering back and forth, like a full father worried about his son not returning home.
"Where is their cave? I'll go and have a look." Yu Chifeng said impatiently.
Lian Youyou stuffed those flowers into her sleeves one by one, but she didn't see her sleeves bulging. She replied slowly: "Don't worry, it will be here soon."
While speaking, a familiar white figure came running from afar. Yu Chifeng instantly smiled reassuringly. But the white wolf was gone, and there was a trace of regret in his heart.
Yuchi Shaolang is carrying a small cloth bag, the color of the cloth bag is old, it looks like the swaddling clothes that women use to wrap their children. He ran in front of Yuchifeng, but turned his face to Lian Youyou.
Lian Youyou knew that he was looking at her, so she stuffed the last flower into her sleeve and got up and told Yuchi Feng: "General, the gauze on his eyes will take seven to forty-nine days to take off, please take care of him, I would rather take it off later than not." If you pick it early, all previous efforts will be wasted."
Yuchifeng showed nervousness, he memorized it carefully in his heart, and recited it silently for another 7749 days. This is related to his precious son's eyes, he can't forget it.
He clasped his fist at Lian Youyou, and there was a little more respect in his eyes: "I am lucky to meet Miss Lian today. I hope I can see you again in the future." The chicness of the man is really the strange woman he has seen in this life.
"Wait a minute." Suddenly, Lin Tingjun stood up as a lazy man. He Shiqi and others looked at him curiously.
Lin Tingjun came in front of Yu Chifeng with an indifferent expression: "I don't want to care about official affairs. But the old general and my family are friends who have forgotten their age, so I have something important to tell."
"Friend?!" Guo Gang was confused behind Yu Chifeng, "It's strange, don't all the eight doors in the palace belong to the old fox of the left minister Fu Kun? When did Fu Kun become friends with my old general?"
Guo De pondered for a moment, then came to Guo Gang's ear: "You forgot, this is too lazy to say that it is the ninth gate. You and I may not know the mystery of the nine gates, but the general knows. This ninth gate must not belong to Fu Kun."
Guo Gang suddenly realized. Although he is a rough person, sometimes there are subtleties in roughness, and he knows that this is not the time to ask carefully.
"Yo! I'm too lazy to say so much at once, it must be an important thing." Lian Youyou winked at the side, "General Yuchi, you have to listen carefully."
Lin Tingjun frowned and pursed his lips slightly displeased when Lian Youyou approached him. Let's get down to business, hello, you mountain village girl, let's go.
Yu Chifeng stopped joking and didn't bother to say anything, and looked at him seriously: "Brother, please tell me."
The atmosphere was suddenly tense, which made Guo De, Guo Gang and the others worried.
Lin Tingjun said slowly: "When you go back this time, Mr. Wang Yi will recommend you as the governor of Liangzhou and transfer you away from Qinzhou on the grounds that you have contributed to dispelling rumors."
"What?! Let our general go to Liangzhou?!" Guo Gang jumped up all of a sudden, "Isn't it meritorious?!"
"This is called ascending brightly and descending secretly" Guo De is calmer than Guo Gang, and he is also Yu Chifeng's staff officer on weekdays, knowing some tactics of war.
Yu Chifeng's brows were already furrowed, his rough face sank. That fat man really wants to touch him!
Everyone was silent for a while, only looking at their own generals.
"Hello, Liangzhou!" Just when everyone was frowning, Lian Youyou applauded.
Everyone looked at her inexplicably, what? She actually agrees with that poor place in Liangzhou? Are you going to start fooling around again?