Original: Flower Teahouse
Review of past events
The wind makes the mountains and forests sound.
He seemed to hear the answer, nodded and smiled.
After a while, in a bright moon, I went down the mountain.
Chapter 252
Willow Lane.
is pitch black.
Batu walked through the alley carrying a bag of food and walked to a familiar door. Before he could knock on the door, Zhi'an had already opened the door.
"I haven't spoken yet, how do you know it's me who's back? Aren't you afraid that I'm a stranger?" Batu said.
In the dim yellow candlelight, Zhi'an's face was as quiet as falling flowers.
"I recognize the general's footsteps." Zhi'an said.
Batu scratched his head and walked in.
He was surprised for a moment -
The originally dirty and messy room was now tidy. There are also two paintings posted on the wall. One painting is of the sunset over the green mountains, and the other is of the hanging silk crabapple. He barely recognized that this was the place where he had lived.
"General, don't blame me. I took it upon myself to clean up."
"No, it's not strange..." Batu said, pointing to the painting on the wall, and asked: "Where did you buy this painting? Lin'an Hasn’t the market resumed yet? ”
Zhi'an nodded: "It's been a long time, I drew this myself, and it made the general laugh."
Batu clicked his tongue a few times, and said loudly: "Xiao Shuang'er, you still have this ability ! Han people women’s hands are so ingenious! ”
He put the food he had brought back on the table and said: "Today there is a banquet in the palace, and the cook was donated by various Han ministers to the Khan... Oh, no, it was donated to His Majesty the Emperor. It was cooked by a Han cook. The food is very fine and the name is nice. I think you must have enjoyed eating this after having stayed in the palace. I brought some back to you. You see, this one is called Qiantang Mingyue, this one is called Ten Thousand Trees Blossoming, and this one is called..."
Zhi'an looked at the dishes and suddenly leaned on the table. Cry out loud.
The shadow between the nine ileum and the broken flowers. Things have changed, people have changed, and there is no news.
Growing up, there were so many banquets held in the palace, and these dishes were all common. Now we meet again, the world has changed, there is a new master in the palace, the Han Dynasty has been destroyed, and as a princess of the former dynasty, she lives abroad, hiding her name.
Those beauties have nothing to do with her from now on.
Father, mother, concubine, sympathetic brother, and knowing sister, our home has been owned by foreigners.
can't go back.
can never go back.
Batu hurriedly said: "Miss Shuang'er, you're so good, why are you crying?"
"I, I... I miss home..." Zhi'an said in a straight voice.
Batu breathed a sigh of relief: "You are young and have not experienced much. Let me tell you, the death of a loved one is a very common thing. Everyone has his own life, and no one can do anything when his life is over. We Western Werewolves believe Changshengtian believes that everything is arranged by Changshengtian. You Han people believe in Bodhisattva. Right? Anyway, just look away."
He patted his chest and said, "Look at me, my father is the captain of the army, and my mother is the Canglang secret guard who works for the Great Khan. When I was six years old, they all died in the battle. The Great Khan allowed me to grow up with the guards in front of the tent. When I was fifteen years old, I also became the guard of the Great Khan, and the Great Khan also gave me a wife. Her name was Amul, and she was the most proficient singer in the Obo society. Within three years, she fell seriously ill."
Batu paused and continued: "I searched everywhere for medicine, even to the Qilian Mountains. I also listened to the witch doctor's advice, cut my own flesh, cooked it with the bitter soup and fed it to her... "
"What happened next?" Zhi'an raised his head and asked with red eyes.
Batu said: "Later, she still left. The Great Khan told me that everyone has his own destiny, and the Immortal God must have arranged for her to enjoy happiness elsewhere. I have never married again and concentrated on working for the Great Khan. The family has one The comfort of the family and the happiness of one person."
" General Batu is an open-minded person. "Zhi'an said.
Batu smiled, grabbed a beautifully fried fruit and handed it to Zhi'an: "How do I know what open-mindedness is? It's just a matter of moving forward. "
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
"General Batu, are you there? Your Majesty has ordered you to take over Jingzhao Yamen. "
Batu opened the door and said to the official who sent the message: "Batu takes the order.
The official outside the door looked into the room curiously and joked: "This is unprecedented. When did General Batu have such interest?" Where did this woman come from? Why don't you call your brothers to take a look?
Batu said sternly with a straight face: "No nonsense!" Xiao Shuang'er is a poor person. Whoever dares to bully her will have his head ripped off by this general! "
With his sturdy body and rude attitude, when it comes to "twisting the head", it is as easy as twisting vegetables or fruits.
The official outside the door hurriedly said a few good words and left.
The man sitting in the room Zhi'an looked at Ba standing there like a mountain. Picture, the fear in her heart subsided a little.
The sentimentality for her home country and the longing for her relatives made her like an old boat on the vast ocean, drifting with the rapid waves, and Batu's feelings for her. Protection makes her seem to have an oar.
She has never been able to help herself.
This paddle , for her, is unexpectedly warm.
Jianghuai.
Ulan is lying in the mountain village. She had a dream on the big bamboo and rattan reclining chair.
When she woke up from her dream, she felt cold all over.
"Sister, Brother Qi, Xiao Wu -" she shouted when Nan Xing heard the noise and came over. Lan's face was filled with tears and she panicked: "Auntie, what's wrong with you? "
"Nan Xing, I dreamed that my sister, Seventh Brother and Xiao Wu were gone, all gone... They were all covered in blood... The blood couldn't be wiped away..." Ulan said these words, his lips were covered with blood. Trembling.
Nan Xing said: "Auntie, I know you are worried about them, but dreams are all false and cannot be taken seriously. "
In the evening of late autumn, the westward sun poured out its afterglow, and the leisurely clouds were inlaid with a layer of gold.
Nanxing fed Ulan the medicine brought by the old Lingnan doctor. After that, he lifted her up and walked in the courtyard He moved his legs slowly.
After being seriously injured, he lay paralyzed on the bed for a long time.
Under the diagnosis and treatment of an old Lingnan doctor, he was finally able to walk.
However, he could not walk normally and had no feeling in his left leg.
The old doctor said that he might be disabled for life.
"Nan Xing, can you tell Chongjiu and ask him to send someone to Lin'an to find out the news? "Wulan said.
"Auntie, don't worry, Chongjiu sent someone to Lin'an a few days ago. I will tell my aunt if I have news. "Nan Xing said.
The sunset lingered on Wulan and then left.
Wulan was thinking about Lin'an and felt confused.
That night, a strange thing happened in the village.
Qiao Ling'er, who had been imprisoned for many days, disappeared.
When the soldiers went to deliver the food, they saw that the door lock had been opened and the person guarding her was lying unconscious on the ground.
No one expected that Qiao Ling'er would disappear. Shanzhai has brought about a huge change.
. • Not finished, to be continued •
