After the flute music stopped for a while, Lin Zhenzhen slowly said, "Father often said that a person's handwriting reflects his character. Brother's flute music can make people feel a sense of tranquility and peace."
Lin Feng lowered his head and gently stroked the flute in his hand, a gentle smile appearing on the corner of his mouth: "In the past, there was also a woman who liked to listen to me playing the flute. You know, if nothing unexpected happens, maybe you will have another sister-in-law when you come."
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhenzhen's interest suddenly increased. "Hey, I've never heard you mention her before. Tell me about her. What kind of person is she? Also, why haven't I heard you mention her before, nor have I heard anyone else mention her?"
The flute in her hand seemed to be the one she had received from Tang Chen yesterday. Closing her eyes and carefully feeling it, it seemed as if the flute still lingered with her delicate fragrance. "She's actually not much different from other women, actually. Sometimes she even says some inexplicable things. Strange thoughts often pop up in her mind. Sometimes, she doesn't even consider the consequences before doing things. Now that I think about it, I might have had those thoughts because the timing was right."
Lin Zhenzhen, like a seasoned lover, was very confident in what Lin Feng had just said and concluded, "This must be the legendary love at first sight, or the saying that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder."
Since we're on the subject, Lin Feng is curious about what kind of man Lin Zhenzhen likes. Is it a handsome and talented gentleman like Wang Yanzhou, or a carefree hermit like Ouyang Ming? Or something else entirely? "What about Zhenzhen? What kind of husband does she hope for in the future?"
Lin Zhenzhen put her chin in her hand and thought for a moment before saying, "Actually, to be honest, I've never really thought about getting married. I just hope to have the opportunity to venture out into the martial arts world in the future. No matter what twists and turns I encounter along the way, I always want to experience it. It would be great if I could meet a few close friends and travel around together."
Lin Feng said with a smile: "Zhenzhen is still young. When you really find yourself in the martial arts world, you might just want to escape."
Lin Zhenzhen didn't think so. She hadn't even officially entered the world of martial arts in the book, but she had already met the friends she wanted to make. "No, I've always had good luck."
It would have been fine before, but since he stopped hiding his identity, there really wasn't anyone around to drink and chat with him like they used to. Taking advantage of today's interest, and also with the goal of getting to know Lin Zhenzhen better, Lin Feng suggested, "After all, our Zhenzhen is a grown-up girl now. I have a few jars of my treasured peach blossom wine. Miss Lin, would you be so kind as to offer them to me?"
Lin Zhenzhen asked back: "I have no problem. Don't you have things to do tomorrow? Is that okay?"
Lin Feng smiled and said, "Tomorrow's affairs will be handled by others. It's a rare opportunity to sit down and talk quietly with my dear sister. I must seize this golden opportunity."
Lin Zhenzhen stood up and clasped her fists, saying, "Well, I'll obey your command! I may not be talented, but I can hold my liquor very well. Don't get drunk first, or I won't send you back."
"good."
Early the next morning, there were only a few people on the long street of the county town. A few people in black cloaks communicated with the officers and soldiers guarding the city. The clattering sound of horse hooves on the long street seemed particularly loud in the quiet street.
After Lin Feng's men received word that several individuals claiming to be Xie Zhuangshui were at the city gate, they hurried over. After confirming their identities, they led Xie Zhuangshui and his companions to the inn, explaining, "Thank you, Sir, for your hard work. The inn is ready. Please follow me. After you have rested for a day, I will take you to Sir Xiahou."
"Um."
Xie Zhuangshui had driven all the way here, exhausting countless horses, even traveling for three days and three nights without a break. Although he was a military commander with excellent physique and had worked long hours before, the frantic rush had truly worn him out. His swollen, red eyes, the purple-blue tint beneath them, and the incongruous smell on his body were truly unbearable.
After Xie Zhuangshui washed up, he fell asleep. After sleeping for a whole day and night, Xie Zhuangshui got up early, ate some porridge and some vegetables, and then planned to go find Xia Houqing.
Seeing that Xie Zhuangshui still looked rather grim, the people accompanying him advised, "General, you've been traveling all the way. Why don't you take a break?"
Xie Zhuangshui said, "Why are you still resting? Bei Mo's move was truly unexpected. Where's Xia Houqing? Does he know I'm here?"
Although it was still dark, Xiahou Qing had already gone to the ice cellar. Therefore, Lin Feng's men said, "Lord Xiahou is currently waiting in the ice cellar for the general's arrival."
Xie Zhuangshui asked with some confusion: "Ice cellar, what is he doing in a place like that?"
The subordinate just smiled and did not explain the reason, saying: "...General, please follow me."
As they reached the door of the ice cellar, the chilly atmosphere beneath the ground made Xie Zhuangshui subconsciously pull at his clothes. After arriving at the ice cellar, his subordinate couldn't help but tremble as he said, "Master Xiahou, General Xie is here."
Xiahou Qing turned his back to them, not even glancing at them. He waved slightly and said, "Alright, all of you can go down. Remember to prepare some hot ginger soup for General Xie."
"Yes," he said, and then his men ran out as if they had been pardoned.
Xie Zhuangshui surveyed the ice cellar, trying to discern some clues, and said, "Xiahou Qing, you seem to be leading a leisurely life these days, don't you?"
Xiahou Qing said, "That's not true, General Xie, you must be joking."
Xie Zhuangshui suddenly dropped the hint of a smile from his face and demanded, "I'm not joking here. Beimo has already made its stance clear, and the cavalry that had been secretly gathering has all moved towards Liang. Lord Xiahou can still study a corpse so leisurely. Did he know this would happen?"
At this moment, Xiahou Qing could be said to be thanking Zhuangshui directly: "General Xie, I don't understand what you are saying. Regardless of whether there is help from Beimo or not, even if Nanyue is really defeated, I will still be a minister of Daliang. As long as Yaochen is firmly in my hands, these problems will not be a problem now."
Xie Zhuangshui naturally knew of Xiahou Qing's plan. But plans can't keep up with change, and people are the hardest creatures to grasp. "Now, among Emperor Gan Zhao's children, besides Yao Chen, there's also the missing Shu Yang. If Shu Yang is found and spreads what she witnessed, how much leverage do you think you'll have?"
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