Chapter 141: Final Chapter: Guan Shanyue

She had thought the invitation from the Engineering Base would be more formal, perhaps with a long, enthusiastic letter of mobilization, or perhaps by sending an important official to personally convey the message...

However, all the notifications she received came from one sentence: "Next Tuesday morning."

Xie Zeyi told her that all he knew was no more than this.

Maybe there is, and it is also internal information of the military. It is necessary to draw a clear line with "engineers" like them as soon as possible.

In the past, in Hong Kong, a hotbed of spy warfare, a US Army colonel who spoke freely for half an hour at the doorstep of a British lieutenant colonel might have been immediately thrown into prison and tortured. Now that these two were acting so openly and without reservation, it was hard to say who was responsible.

But the only thing we know is that the content of these two people's conversation must be far more than "next Tuesday morning."

Chu Wang couldn't help but sigh: We haven't even arrived at the base yet, but we are being treated differently and the 38th parallel is being drawn first. This creates a gap, which is really not conducive to the unity within the base.

Of course, it is not very conducive to the life of a couple.

Mrs. Ge's considerations were much more straightforward and simple. Hearing that they only had a few days left in Hong Kong, she was puzzled. "Only seven or eight days of wedding leave? What's so urgent?"

She had no choice but to comfort Mrs. Ge: "This trip is a long one, just treat it as a honeymoon."

Mrs. Ge asked, "Who would spend three years on their honeymoon?"

She was speechless. "That was just something I made up. It's not necessarily three years..."

"How many years exactly?"

How many years would it take, and how many people would have to be in the right place at the right time, and how could one withstand strong pressure? She had no idea.

For a few days, Mrs. Ge asked her questions whenever she saw her. She was really unable to cope with it and ran away in time.

Fortunately, Xie Zeyi rescued him in time.

After playing mahjong with Mrs. Ge for a few nights, he said some sweet words to her, but he immediately made her happy. He went out early and came back late to pack her luggage, without any sign of gloom.

She was unusually curious and wanted to ask Xie Zeyi to teach her privately, but he was so busy a few days before his departure that he was almost nowhere to be found.

One day, while Mrs. Ge was out, he asked Mr. Jiang and Miya about this matter at the card table.

Mr. Jiang asked, "Are you sure you want to listen?"

She nodded hesitantly.

The two exchanged looks, and Mia immediately couldn't stop laughing.

Mr. Jiang coughed twice. "Young Master Xie solemnly announced to Mrs. Ge at the poker table: We guarantee at least one child a year. If we exceed our budget, we'll immediately have someone send them back to the Ge Mansion in Hong Kong by plane. This statement made Mrs. Ge smile from ear to ear."

After saying this, even Mr. Jiang couldn't help but smile.

She knew how many people had come to the Ge Mansion to play cards that day. At this moment, she was extremely grateful that she was about to leave this place, otherwise she would have been ridiculed for many years.

She thought about it and decided to wish these two rather unkind people a happy marriage in advance, and invited Mr. Jiang to participate in a three- to five-year gamble. She bet on whether there would be more children with the surname Jiang or Xie when she and Xie Zeyi returned to Hong Kong.

Miya blushed to her ears.

Mr. Jiang smiled, "It's only been a few days since we got married, and Miss Third is really good at talking."

After laughing and joking for a while, the two of them actually started to discuss the bargaining chips seriously, and finally accepted her invitation by betting on a piece of land located in the sparsely populated suburbs of King's Road, which was not too expensive at the current reserve price.

It’s hard to say what the price will be like in a few years.

Although Xie Zeyi and she both knew it was just a joke, Mrs. Ge found it truly helpful. So even though she had specially prepared a large rattan box to store her Chinese medicine, she repeatedly instructed, "Keep it dry and store it. The amount should be enough for a year or two... But if you feel your health and the timing are right, you can stop taking it."

She nodded in agreement.

Mrs. Ge packed all her travel supplies. She didn't have anything else to bring herself. Before leaving, she simply went to Sanlian Bookstore and bought a dozen thread-bound volumes of "The Three Heroes and Five Gallants," "Yongqing Shengping," and "The Legend of the Swordsman of Shu Mountain." After a few minor adjustments, she casually tossed them into her suitcase along with her pen and left everything else alone.

Mrs. Ge was quite puzzled when she saw this: "When did you start liking to watch it?" She thought she was just in a whim and let her go.

Before leaving, a phone call came from Penang.

Zhenzhen obviously didn't expect that she would leave so soon. All the words she had prepared were thrown away. She choked for a long time, and Chu Wang didn't know what to say to comfort her.

In the end, she finally let herself go: "Well, in a few years, I'll graduate from college too. Alas—times change over time. When the time comes, don't laugh at me for being two years older than you and eating for nothing."

Penang, apart from the naval and army bases, had no long-distance connection with Hong Kong. Chelsea had managed to get her a short call, but it was impossible to talk about personal matters over a long-distance call.

After hanging up the phone, I looked up and saw a photo frame with the fancy marriage certificate inside. It clearly stated: Marriage registered in Penang on April 29th.

She sighed inwardly. This scoundrel, she had never even been to Penang, so how could he have deceived her body and soul into going there?

Looking into the garden, Xie Zeyi was moving all the luggage from the house into the car.

She opened the window and yelled, "Thank you, Mr.

Xie Zeyi stood in the sun, his light-colored shorts soaked with sweat. His eyes were already half-open from the scorching sun, and as he glanced over with his head half-tilted, a faint smile formed at the corner of his mouth.

She immediately thought: Forget it, it’s no loss at all.

As he packed heavy items, she followed him in and out, carrying lighter items. On a spring day by the sea, she lay in the scorching sun, her pillow resting on the setting sun. She was perfectly content to gaze at the setting sun, so she took the opportunity to doze off by the seaside window, hugging her pillow, oblivious to the stars moving in the sky.

After opening his eyes again, Xie Zeyi asked softly, "Mrs. Xie, think carefully, is there any other luggage left behind?"

She shook her head.

He leaned over to look at her, "Then there's only one last thing left."

After saying this, he kissed her sleep-worn cheek, lifted her and the pillow, carried her out of the house and into the garden, and placed her in the passenger seat. He handed the keys to Xie's housekeeper, gave him a few instructions, then climbed into the driver's seat and started the car.

Ten minutes later, we drove up to Longji Mountain. In the misty night, an M-113 was parked on the mountaintop platform.

The plane made a temporary stop and there wasn't much time for greetings, so everything had to be discussed on the plane.

When she got out of the car holding the pillow, Colonel Bron and the Air Force Major also came out of the cab and carried the luggage into the cabin with Xie Zeyi.

Everything is ready. The gentlemen invite the ladies to take their seats and then board the plane one by one.

Before the major entered the cab, a dusty sedan suddenly came up the mountainside. The driver's voice was even louder than the engine. A young man shouted in a baritone: "Linzy! Wait a minute, Linzy——"

The major poked his head out. "Local rival?"

Bron smiled and said, "Zoe, what do you say, should we wait or not?"

Xie Zeyi heard the voice, raised his eyebrows and looked outside.

The man braked suddenly with a terrifying force, jumped out of the car and ran straight to the plane.

The man had a resolute facial features, a purple complexion, and was tall and broad. Chu Wang felt that he looked familiar, so he stood up and walked out of the cabin.

Before he could speak, Chu Wang asked, "Who are you?"

The man's face and neck were completely red. He whispered, "I, I pursued you. You probably don't remember."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bron asked curiously in English: "Zoe, what did he say? Did he say that he was once your wife's suitor?"

The man gasped for air and continued, "But that's not important... Professor Xu asked me to come."

She asked, "Where are the others?"

"He said that, considering many factors, he can't leave Hong Kong for the time being...so he asked me to ask you something." He scratched his head, as if he also found this question ridiculous: "How can I see you?"

She fell into deep thought, thinking, isn't it up to him to decide when they will meet again?

After figuring it out, she immediately smiled and said, "The year the pi3 beam arrived on Earth, in Massachusetts, I was twenty-two years old."

The male student was even more confused: "What do you mean? How do you communicate? Who is he?"

Chu Wang immediately smiled: "You ended up changing your major to physics?"

“Life needs challenges,” he said.

She completely understood why Xu Shaoqian had sent him here for questioning. If the timing hadn't been wrong, she would have encouraged him and urged him to study physics diligently.

After thinking for a while, he took the opportunity to ask, "Professor Xu's foot, what's the reason?"

He shook his head. "I don't know. He never mentioned it."

She smiled bitterly. Was Xu Shaoqian planning to tell her in that year? Even if she quit smoking and drinking, increased her exercise, and avoided natural disasters or chronic illnesses, it would be difficult for her to live to such a healthy and vigorous age.

Never mind, if he doesn't want to say anything, he must have his reasons.

She thanked the male college student, turned around and got into the cabin; the Air Force major immediately removed the escalator and closed the cabin door.

The student took a few steps forward and shouted, "What exactly does that sentence mean? Can you tell me?"

Bron kindly advised in English: "You'd better stay away from it——"

The engine started, rustling the distant bushes. A few dozen meters above the ground, I looked down and saw him still waiting there, a look of confusion on his face.

Xie Zeyi smiled and said, "Was it wise to hold the wedding last week?"

Bron said, "It's said that there are twelve times as many men as women in the base. There are countless single, high-quality young men, but a young and beautiful woman like your wife is a rare sight."

Xie Zeyi said, "Married women are not included in this."

Braum laughed. "Everyone who enters the base changes their name. When they registered the names, they didn't have time to take your marriage to your wife into account."

Chu Wang suddenly became interested: "So, in the base, I am still among the single nobles!"

Xie Zeyi turned around and smiled: "Mrs. Xie, what do you want to do?"

"Who is Mrs. Xie? I don't know any Mrs. Xie." Her eyes were bright. "May I ask what my new name is?

Bron immediately handed over an envelope. "The rules are, you can only open it after landing. Carry this letter with you. You can only enter the base with your new identity and letter."

She took the envelope.

Bron unlocked the combination lock from the back seat and handed a suitcase to Xie Zeyi. "Same rules."

Chu Wang said: "It seems a little unfair."

Bron said, "How is that unfair? Everyone else's names were chosen by drawing lots, but you two had someone to decide your names."

She held up the envelope, suddenly feeling very excited, temporarily forgetting that the envelope was her and Xie Zeyi's common property, and that Xie Zeyi also owned an extra large suitcase.

The cabin wasn't pressurized or equipped for shock absorption. She wasn't in good physical condition and had no professional training. After a brief turbulence at high altitude, she quickly fell into a deep sleep.

In my dream, I heard Braum exclaim, "Looking all the way here, I seem to see a sleeping dragon."

From time to time, I would hear him say, "I heard that this mountain range meets that long river, dividing the country into two."

“It turns out that the observation tower extends from Beijing to here.”

“The French must have been here, or they would never have thought it would one day shake the world.”

She leaned against Xie Zeyi's shoulder, listening drowsily. Then, half asleep, she had another dream: Xie Zeyi and she were walking together along the Yellow River. She leaned against his shoulder, reciting to him tirelessly: The Huaxia people once established the Dadiwan culture here, with maternal mitochondrial haplogroups primarily consisting of M7C, F, and B4. Six thousand years ago, they learned to cultivate wheat, and six thousand years later, four hundred million people with black eyes and black hair inhabited this land. Perhaps you once resented your resemblance to them, or perhaps this land is now filled with disappointment. But now, I stand here with you, inviting you to see the original form of this nation's spine...

When I opened my eyes, the plane was landing. Looking out the window, the sun was setting in the west, and the vast Danxia landforms in the vast wilderness looked like pieces of devil's domain.

Bron said, "For various reasons, planes can't fly directly into the base. This place is 470 miles away as the crow flies. There's an eight-cylinder jeep at the landing site. It's equipped with a compass, a road map, a tent, food, and a heater. It has enough fuel to reach the center of the base, about five miles outside the fence. Park the jeep where the fuel runs out, and someone will come and guide you on foot to the central town."

After saying all this, he handed the two eavesdropping devices to Xie Zeyi.

"This is..." Xie Zeyi smiled, "a special gift from the colonel?"

Chu Wang was puzzled.

Bron looked up and said, "Every engineer who enters the base is monitored 24 hours a day. This is the rule. I will give this privilege to Zoe alone."

Chu Wang tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Wedding gift?"

Braum smiled meaningfully: "Let's see how Zoe will exercise this right."

The plane stopped and a black jeep could be seen in the distance among the rocky mountains.

Xie Zeyi jumped out of the cabin and got on the car to check whether all the equipment was working. When he returned, the major and Bulong had already unloaded the luggage from the plane.

Everything was settled. Bron shook hands with both of them and said goodbye, "From this day forward, for a few years, there will be no zoetse or linzytse outside of this base. Good luck to you all."

The m-311 flew away in a cloud of dust, and the two men turned and walked towards the black jeep that was about to take them to an unknown place.

After loading the luggage, the sun was setting.

Xie Zeyi parked the car on the grass beside the Daotang River and found a tent from the back seat and set it up.

As Chu Wang was searching for her copy of "The Three Heroes and Five Gallants" in her suitcase, Xie Zeyi, who had almost finished setting up their temporary residence, asked her from a distance, "Check if there's a flashlight or pocket watch in your luggage."

"Which piece of luggage?"

"Feel free to look around."

The luggage of the two people was packed by Sir Xie and Mrs. Ge, so no one knows where anything is placed.

She rummaged through the car for a long time and finally found a spare flashlight in the front seat. She then took out a box containing a pair of exquisite pocket watches from the corner of an unknown box and threw it to Xie Zeyi.

He caught it easily.

After a moment, a small scream suddenly came from the jeep.

Xie Zeyi thought something had happened, so he immediately got out of the tent and opened the car door.

Chu Wang was holding a piece of sexy underwear with very little fabric in one hand. His face flushed red. He turned around and asked him, "Where did you get it?"

Xie Zeyi was also stunned. He lowered his head and found that not only her hands were full, but also the box under her feet was full of them.

The answer is obvious - it's either Sir Xie or Mrs. Ge, there will be no third person.

Xie Zeyi smiled and took the blushing Chu Wang out of the box, closed the box and threw it into the car, closed the door, and carried her into the tent.

The room was not spacious enough, and even she could only just stretch her arms and legs. This little space was obviously not enough for Xie Zeyi to have a good sleep.

As soon as the door curtain was drawn, no light could be seen from inside.

Feeling warm in his arms, Xie Zeyi couldn't help but hug her and kiss her.

Chu Wang used his hands and feet to push him away: "Thank you, thank you, sir! In the middle of nowhere..."

Chu Wang was still immersed in the shock of a whole box of sexy underwear and couldn't come back to his senses. He felt scared when he was kissed by him, and immediately pulled a thin blanket to cover himself and curled up for defense.

Xie Zeyi stared at the trembling ball and smiled. He leaned over and took the small ball into his arms. He lit the flashlight with one hand and put it in his mouth. He took the suitcase that Bron had given him, easily unlocked the six-digit combination lock, and opened it.

With a click, the little ball emerged from his chest, poked out a small head, stared at the new pistol in the suitcase, and exclaimed: "Wow, Smith Wesson."

Xie Zeyi held her in his arms and said with a gentle smile, "Are you addicted to playing?"

She nodded, "It was Mr. Xie who taught me."

"Want to play?"

She nodded with bright eyes.

Xie Zeyi stared at her for a while.

Then he shook his head and said, "This one won't work."

"Why 'this one'?"

Xie Zeyi smiled, leaned closer, and said in a voice so soft that only a breath remained. "The other one will do."

Warm breath touched her ear.

She stared into Xie Zeyi's eyes, thinking for a full three seconds before coming to her senses. Her face flushed crimson, and she snuggled back into his arms, flipping through a copy of "The Three Heroes and Five Gallants" with a clattering sound.

Xie Zeyi lifted her up and hugged her, saying softly, "Come out and see."

"No."

"Can you see it from inside?"

"I can't see!"

The air inside was not good, and after a while she was gasping for breath.

Xie Zeyi smiled, used his elbow to pull her into his arms, and opened the quilt a little above her head. Then he stuck a thin flashlight into his mouth, shining the light onto the corner of the quilt he had opened.

The little face in his arms looked up at him, opened the book, picked up the pen and continued writing.

If others saw her, they would definitely think she was just a sixteen-year-old girl who loved reading.

But if you open the bound book cover of "Three Heroes and Five Gallants", you will find that the actual content inside is the prototype of the most difficult and obscure paper on meteorological dynamics in the world today.

In the darkness, Xie Zeyi gave her all the light; lying sideways in the tent, he began to reassemble the two eavesdropping devices into two mechanical pocket watches.

The little ball in his arms was warm and cozy, and it was no different from how he usually slept by himself.

After assembling a watch, he thought she had fallen asleep and gently put it aside. Suddenly, there was a movement under the quilt. She had already poked her head out, raised her head to take the flashlight from his mouth, and then shrunk back to continue lying down.

I thought she was unhappy because I had interrupted her only light source, but a second later, she poked her head out from her little warehouse again, leaned in close, and kissed him on the lips. Then, as if shy, she immediately retreated back.

From inside came the sound of someone opening a letter.

After a while, she came out, breathing softly, holding the opened letter and a flashlight, and leaned her back in his arms to read the letter.

Xie Zeyi stared at the furry head, and felt an itch all the way from his stomach and chest to his heart.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him.

Chu Wang noticed this and felt a sudden sense of satisfaction and security. He whispered, "Thank you, Mr.

He responded softly, "Hmm?"

"Since Mr. Xie's literacy is limited, would it be okay for Mrs. Xie to read the letter to him?"

Xie Zeyi lowered his head and kissed the crown of her hair, "Hmm."

The letter was written in a powerful and familiar thin gold script.

On the front it reads:

The best military operation is to attack the enemy's plans, the next best is to attack their alliances, the next best is to attack their troops, and the worst is to attack their cities. Attacking a city is a last resort.

It is known that weapons are dangerous tools and sages only use them as a last resort.

The letter was turned over and two names were written on the back.

She read it softly—

"Lu Jingqiong, Lu Fangtong."

Xie Zeyi asked, "What are our names?"

"Um."

"What's the meaning?"

"I study the classics till I'm old, and the fragrance will always be with you."

“Who will study the classics till old age, and who will share the fragrance with me?”

"I have studied the classics till my old age, and you have been with me."

Xie Zeyi could only shake his head at the prank of the master and disciple.

She buried her head in his chest and sang softly: "My beauty is in the east, and the Yellow River flows in the west. Come on, have some wine, I won't stop until I'm drunk——"

Xie Zeyi pinched her cheek and asked softly, "So happy?"

She giggled, turned around and hugged him, calling softly, "Mr. Lu."

Xie Zeyi closed his eyes and couldn't help but smile, "Yeah."

Under the moonlight, on the grass beside the river, she and Xie Zeyi quietly hugged each other in the quilt in their small world.

She suddenly recalled a poem she had memorized as a child: The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains, amidst a vast sea of ​​clouds. The wind, sweeping for tens of thousands of miles, blows past the Yumen Pass. The Han descend the Baideng Pass, while the Hu peek into the Qinghai Bay. From battlegrounds, no one ever returns.

If she told him, he might not understand.

This night will never come again in this life, the bright moon at this moment is extremely precious, and he and she happen to be here.

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