Chapter 85 All Their Past All Their Past...
What this means is...
Zhang Min's eyes suddenly lit up, and a sentence echoed in his heart: She won't leave for the time being!
It’s not that I won’t leave tonight, but I won’t leave in the next few days.
He pulled the blanket off his face and looked at the back of her head facing away from him. He was so happy that he couldn't express it in words. He could only quietly tangle her scattered hair with his fingertips.
After a while, Ye Jindian's voice came from the darkness again.
She was incredibly calm and called out his name: "Zhang Zimei."
Zhang Zimei's curled fingers retreated a few steps and instead pinched the hem of her clothes. She finally closed her eyes and went to sleep, no longer making any more hassles.
He hadn't had a full night's sleep for a long time, and soon after closing his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep.
Before he fell into a dream, he habitually put his arm around her waist, moved forward, pressed closely against her back, rubbed the back of her neck, and whispered in her ear, "My wife."
The heat passes through the hair, penetrates into the ear, and taps the membrane.
Ye Jindian trembled her eyelids and slowly opened her eyes after hearing this extremely lingering cry.
Outside, soldiers were patrolling with torches in their hands. The bright light from the torches was filtered out, and their shadows were superimposed on the tent, like two fallen and entangled trees.
She looked at the shadow in front of her, curled the corners of her lips, reached out to grab the wrist at her waist, and closed her eyes again.
The palm of my hand gradually became hot, and the peach and apricot marks that had not yet completely disappeared penetrated through the skin and flesh, into the bones and blood, and climbed up to the forehead to unfold the memories of the past.
The imprint turned into two flowers in the dream and fell on the head of Ye Jindian, who was less than ten years old.
That year, she and her mother came out of the paradise of the Ten Thousand Mountains in Nanling, first went to Jiangnan to visit her elderly grandmother, and then ran to the outskirts of Shengjing, intending to go to the northern suburbs to pay homage to her father.
Unexpectedly, my mother had not returned to Shengjing for many years and took the wrong road and entered Dongshan.
It was already dusk, and there were wolves howling and dogs barking.
In addition, both mother and daughter were unable to walk, so they had to find shelter in a nearby dilapidated temple and planned to go there again tomorrow.
Little Ye Jindian asked her mother to stay in the temple to sweep the floor, while she went to pick up some dry firewood nearby to boil water, and also to keep warm by the fire.
That day was the day Zhang Min and his team rescued Xie Ling.
The desperadoes fled and were tracked down and captured by a group of teenagers.
At that time, Zhang Min was not yet the feared "Ghost-faced General", but the skinny boy who was trapped and tortured in the backyard of a deep house.
Faced with the vicious criminals, with no reinforcements behind him, he had a hard time coping, but he still held on with anger and tenacity.
When the two met for the first time, they were both as dirty as beggars, with thick dust covering their faces.
Xiao Ye Jindian tightly grasped the small crossbow hidden on her body, staring at the bandit falling from the sky. She was about to pull the trigger to save her life, but a sword flew from behind and pierced the bandit's chest.
She had no choice but to put away the crossbow, hold the firewood tightly, and pretend to be afraid and step back.
The young Zhang Min had not yet reached the stage of voice change, and his voice was childish and difficult to distinguish between male and female. He asked her if she was okay.
Xiao Ye Jindian just shook her head and glanced at the wolf totem on the token on his waist.
Later, reinforcements arrived and distracted Zhang Min.
She was afraid that her mother would worry about her if she didn't come back for a long time, so she went back first to say hello and put down the firewood, but she didn't mention this to her mother.
But when I went back, Zhang Min and the others had already left.
Neither of them cared about this first encounter.
So much so that when they met later on that harvest autumn day in Mobei, no one recognized each other.
They had been together in the desert for three years. Ye Jindian had witnessed him climb from a small soldier to the position of major general step by step. She accompanied him in a corner of the military camp to continue training during the intervals between each soldier's rest, training until death.
While she was banging iron in the house, he was brandishing swords and guns outside.
Even on his days off, he would tie heavy iron to the sand dunes and train tirelessly from sunrise to sunset on horseback riding, swordsmanship, spearmanship, double maces, iron lances, halberds, and halberds...
There are eighteen kinds of weapons, and none of them are left out.
He would practice an action that others would practice three or five times tens of thousands of times.
At that time, she would sit on or under the crooked tree, flipping through those old forging books, and writing down every word said by the visiting craftsmen.
It took me three years to compile a book of my thoughts after filling my bookbox with books.
Everyone thought he was a rare young genius and a military craftsman with strange powers and tricks.
But--
She knew how much sand he had eaten; he also saw how many sparks she had been burned by and how many doors had shut her out.
Occasionally, Zhang Min would teach her archery and horse riding.
The wind and sand in Mobei are strong, making archery difficult and riding a horse even more difficult.
As the day wore on, the wind would tug at my lips, leaving my front teeth cold and dry. When I licked my tongue, it felt like it was stuck to a piece of ice that had been rolled over the sand. I couldn't move it easily, as if it would fall off if I did. But the sticky sand also rubbed my lips, leaving them red and swollen.
Sometimes, Ye Jindian would also teach him how to distinguish the materials used for swords and weapons.
It's not just iron, but also wood, animal skins, tendons, hair, etc.
Sometimes, in order to get a better piece of material, you have to squat in the mountains and forests and wait quietly when the frost is heavy, or lie motionless on the sand for most of the day.
That's no easier than horseback riding.
In fact, Zhang Min also wanted to learn how to forge simple swords from her, but due to lack of time, he never did so.
Later, the eldest prince used the wolf totem of Zhang Min's mother's tribe to lure him into the canyon and push down rocks and trees in an attempt to kill him.
Ye Jindian went over the mountain to look for wood and found that the forest had been searched and stones had been moved. She followed the traces to rescue him, but was trapped in the canyon with him.
It was the middle of winter, and the northern desert was as cold as a giant knife.
All living things in the world are its meat to be slaughtered.
Ye Jindian half-carried him, whose eyes were injured and unable to see normally, and walked through the canyon for hundreds of miles before finding the exit.
For three years, we spent day and night together, becoming close friends and sharing the same ideals.
For more than ten days, we shared hardships and depended on each other for life and death.
How could the young man not be tempted by this?
On the windy and dusty nights that followed, he would secretly use the confiscated jade to carve the boy's thoughts one by one, carving them into a peach blossom or an apricot blossom, implicitly conveying his love that was overflowing and had nowhere to go.
Before leading his troops to the southwest, he presented the carved white jade hairpin to Ye Jindian.
Moreover, Zhang Heng's illness could not be delayed any longer, and the only way to seek medical treatment was in the southwest.
Zhang Min must make this trip.
For many years, he had never thought of asking the girl to give up her current identity as a military craftsman and leave with him, nor had he thought of directly asking her superior, General Dongfang Jiujiang, to take her away and go to the southwest without her consent.
He knew her ambitions, so he didn't want to judge her by his own standards.
So, he just handed over the white jade hairpin engraved with the boy's thoughts, and hesitated to speak.
But how could a young girl who had been wandering since childhood understand such thoughts?
She only knew that after Zhang Min gave her the gift, he would leave the desert and head to the southwest to seize the granary for the "commander-in-chief" to ensure the supply of food and fodder for the armies that were conquering the world.
Ye Jindian, mistaking it for a farewell gift, threw the white jade hairpin back into Zhang Min's arms.
——She never thought that one day she would have to part with him.
So, she was unwilling to accept this farewell gift.
Due to some strange coincidences, the two were separated for two years, until Ye Jindian was fifteen years old, and learned from somewhere else the metaphor of giving the hairpin as a gift.
She immediately decided to go to the southwest to find Zhang Min.
However, the document also said that after the southwest was taken, all the generals would go to Shengjing one after another.
At that time, the world was not yet stable, and Shengjing was not yet Xiao Min's base. It was fought over by many forces and was actually not safe.
Ye Jindian originally wanted to use her own merits and the friendship of escorting weapons and letters for Aunt Heibu to ask a favor from General Dongfang Jiujiang, who was in charge of all this, to help take care of her mother while she went alone.
Dongfang Jiujiang is a man who is particularly inconspicuous because of his silence among the noisy old and young generals under the commander.
In addition, he was always cautious in his marches and never took the initiative to attack easily. He basically fought in defensive battles, so his achievements were not particularly outstanding.
He is someone who is easily overlooked.
If Zhang Min had not introduced her to Dongfang Jiujiang, and the other party had not visited him in person, Ye Jindian's weapons and letters would never have been delivered to him.
But Ye Wanniang couldn't bear to leave her child.
She decided to go to Shengjing with Ye Jindian.
Ye Jindian was a little hesitant, not knowing whether she should go.
Ye Wanniang said, "As long as the world is not at peace, there will be danger everywhere. Being in a border town is no different from being in Shengjing. One cannot become a caged bird and hesitate to move forward just because one is in danger.
"Tiantian, do what you want to do and find the person you want to find. The second half of life passes too quickly and there is no room for too many regrets from youth. A Niang's youth has been fulfilled without regrets, and I only hope that you can also have a fulfilling life."
Even Dongfang Jiujiang, who was usually taciturn and never interfered with other people's decisions, touched the crossbow on his wrist and said something unprecedented: "Like-minded partners are hard to find; like-minded lovers are even harder to find. If you delay any longer, the days of separation will last longer than your acquaintance."
Not long after Ye Jindian left Mobei, Commander Xiao Min also dispatched troops to Shengjing.
The war broke out half a month after she arrived in Shengjing.
More than half a year passed before the forces gradually calmed down and took a break.
When she finally had time to go out of the city to chop firewood, she took the incense sticks with her in her arms, passed by the dilapidated temple where she had stayed in the past, knelt in front of the broken clay statue, burned incense, and made a wish to find her benefactor and Brother Shitou when she first came to Beijing in Shengjing.
There is a legend in the southwest that says that people have a limited number of fate lines. If each person is given one, it will be very shallow and easily broken.
Ye Jindian thought that maybe if she cut off this line of gratitude first, she would be able to find Brother Shitou sooner.
She brought a lot of incense sticks, so she hid the rest.
You can use it again when you want to fulfill your wish in the future.
During the three years in Shengjing, various forces were trying to capture craftsmen, and anyone with some skills would be won over by various forces.
In order to avoid getting involved in this mess, she had to hide the fact that she could forge iron and quietly look for someone.
But before Zhang Min could reveal his feelings as a young boy and explain his past one by one, he only left her with the code name "Stone".
Even the soldiers in the barracks initially called him "Major General Lengshi" as a joke.
In early summer of the third year, Xiao Min led a large army to capture Shengjing and prepared to proclaim himself emperor.
Zhang Min, who had traveled from the southwest to the northwest and conquered half of the country, planned to defend the country for the rest of his life and not return to Beijing, was forcibly recalled to Shengjing by eighteen golden orders.
When Ye Jindian returned to the court in the autumn, she took a casual glance and saw a pair of green gem wolf eyes sparkling in the sunlight on the jade plate on General Dingguo's waist, and she was reunited with her savior.
After much inquiry, she learned that he often went to sit in meditation under a maple tree, so she simply leaned against the entrance of a nearby alley every day to enjoy the cool air, chatting with the old men and women who were guarding the houses around her, waiting for the opportunity to get close to him.
That day, the alley was quiet, no one chatting about family matters. A breeze blew through the grassy alley entrance, rustling the grass against the base of the wall. Sunlight shone obliquely into the alley, staining half the wall red, and a few maple leaves drifted by.
Ye Jindian reached out to grab the spinning maple leaf and was about to step forward to identify herself, but she saw Zhang Min, who had avoided the crowd, took out a familiar white jade hairpin from his arms, stroking and examining it repeatedly.
A persimmon tree from someone's house grew out from the top of the wall and fell to the ground with a "bang".
The light persimmon color was thicker than the dusk, staining the ground orange and yellow. Its almost rotten sweet fragrance spread with a light astringency.
Ye Jindian was stunned.
She stood there for a long time, unable to move, just looking at Zhang Min, who had grown into a young man, as if in a dream.
It took a lot of effort to calm down my excited emotions.
Her fingertips were still trembling, and she was about to step forward to recognize him, but Fu Feng came quickly and said something in his ear.
After hearing this, he left in a hurry.
Ye Jindian did not stop, but put her hands to her lips to call him, and then she saw someone following her stealthily in the dark.
The shout that was about to come out was stopped by lips and teeth.
Her body moved faster than her mind, and she turned into the alley next to her and followed the person in the dark.
Unfortunately, the other party was still vigilant and cautious.
Apart from knowing that he was following Brother Shitou, Ye Jindian didn't find out anything else and even lost the man.
Soon, she was waiting for him at the alley entrance as usual.
There are as many people who want to kill Zhang Min as there are people who want to kill Xiao Min. The Right Prime Minister's Mansion is heavily guarded, and it is difficult for idlers to get close easily. It is better to look for an opportunity near the maple tree.
While she was waiting, a young man accidentally kicked the Cuju ball in front of her.
She bent down to pick it up and sent it back with a spinning kick. Because the kick was so beautiful, she was pulled into the competition by a group of teenagers, who divided them into two teams, male and female.
Unexpectedly, halfway through the game, the Cuju ball flew over Feng Hong and fell onto the young man who was sitting at the foot of a tree.
Seeing the young man's purple robe with military sleeves and the unique golden mask, everyone screamed and fled, not even daring to take the Cuju that the other party sent back.
Ye Jindian's heart was beating violently through the layers of red maple leaves.
She picked up the Cuju with the bell hanging from it, held it high, and walked towards him. She swung her wrist and raised it, saying in a high voice, "My dear, you scared everyone away. Do you have to compensate me by playing Cuju with me?"
That day, she was just eighteen.
The best birthday gift God gave her was that they could finally stand in front of each other again after five years.
Memories are flying.
The maple leaves were gradually covered by white snow. She knelt down before the Buddha and met Zhang Min again outside the temple. The sky turned blue and the alley was covered with snow. She held an umbrella and handed out the sachet. The sachet changed color and turned into a red round fan to cover her face. Through the fan, she could see Zhang Min in a red dress. He smiled at her and bowed to her.
After bending down, a huge force suddenly came.
With a "plop", she fell into the lake where the spring snow had not yet cleared.
In a daze, a hot tear fell down, and it seemed as if someone was shouting her nickname in fear and panic in her ear.
"Tiantian——"
“Sweet!!!”
With his warm palms, he held half of her face. He knelt beside her and kissed her forehead cautiously with trembling hands.
Ye Jindian was restless and her eyelashes trembled slightly.
Zhang Min held his breath, gently lowered his raised head back onto the pillow, and closed his eyes.
Ye Jindian opened her eyes with difficulty.
The feeling of dying in the dream was so real that it almost made her unable to struggle.
She was still dizzy for a while after waking up, and couldn't even see the objects in front of her eyes clearly. It was as if she was in the clouds, with thick clouds separating her.
After taking a few breaths, the mist in front of her eyes gradually dissipated.
Zhang Min's face after being wiped clean became clearer and more real in front of her.
It was still dark outside, and the surroundings were dark and gray.
The sound of weapons rubbing against each other came from outside the tent, and it was a little vague.
The peach and apricot incense lit at the foot of the bed had burned out, but its faint scent had not yet dissipated, mixed with a hint of blood and sweat, lingering in the tent.
She looked at the familiar face in front of her, and the past years ran through her pupils.
Ye Jindian raised her hand, and her trembling fingertips fell on his eyebrows, gently sweeping towards the end of his eyebrows.
Zhang Min can't pretend anymore.
He slowly opened his dark eyes and met her watery peach blossom eyes. "Brother, I remember everything." Ye Jindian chuckled, tears streaming down her pillow. "Everything, everything, everything, I remember everything."
include--
"Do you know why I want to kill you at the beginning of our marriage?"
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