Chapter 215 The Boy and the Sword
In order to avoid suspicion, Huo Gannian and Yun Chen would separate and return to their respective tents at night no matter how close they were during the day.
But this night, Yun Chen, who hadn't had a good night's sleep for half a year, stayed in Huo Gannian's tent for the first time.
The two of them closed the curtains tightly, leaving only a dim light on, and leaned against each other and talked in low voices.
From time to time, Huo Gannian's bell-like laughter could be heard, which made Rong Jiang and Rong Yi, who were on duty outside the big tent, look very excited, and they couldn't help but look at each other.
Rong Yi scratched his ears, consciously moved a few steps forward, and signaled Rong Jiang on the other side with his eyes to move forward as well.
Rong Jiang looked at the tent with a conflicted expression, his stomach rumbling a little, but he forced himself to hold it back.
"Tell me, whose general's hobby is...is..." Rong Jiang couldn't continue.
Rong Yi took over and continued without any reservation:
"Whose general's hobby is another general? Right?"
Rong Jiang quickly covered Rong Yi's mouth, "Keep your voice down! Don't let anyone hear you!"
Rong Yi shook his head, nonchalantly, "What are you afraid of? They even got their ears pierced together, everyone saw it!"
"I guess General Huo is trying to help General Yun to resolve his emotional problems. General Yun was sad after such a big incident in Yancheng. Only by talking to each other as brothers can this hurdle be overcome! Otherwise, if 'Yun Lao Hu' is slow to cheer up, the soldiers will be worried." Rong Jiang made up such a perfect excuse.
"Brothers?" Rong Yi curled his lips. "Do you believe what I said?" Then he pretended to lift the curtain of the big tent. "How about we make a bet and see if they will sit at the table and drink and chat, or lie in bed together? Which 'good brother' will talk in bed?"
Rong Jiang was afraid that Rong Yi would really lift the curtain, so he quickly pulled him back:
"Brother, you win. You are my brother, okay? Stop talking!"
At this time, Luo Dongdong, holding a large stack of "Mandarin Pronunciation Notes" books, passed by. He looked at the tent several dozen feet away, then at the positions where Rong Jiang and Rong Yi were on duty, and asked in confusion:
"Two brothers, aren't you on duty? Why are you standing in the middle of the road?"
Rong Yi didn't respond, but just grinned:
"Hey, Captain Luo is going to ask Military Advisor Zhiluo to learn Chinese again? You run around more than a little coal ball!"
Luo Dongdong blushed, made a "beat you" gesture to Rong Yi, and shouted: "I went there to study seriously! Don't talk nonsense!" Then he went happily to Zhiluo's tent.
As soon as he entered the military advisor's tent, Luo Dongdong immediately smelled the familiar sweet fragrance.
In this military camp that is always filled with the smell of men's stinky sweat, only Zhiluo's tent is clean and decorated with fragrant flowers.
Seeing Luo Dongdong come in, Zhi Luo showed a friendly smile:
"Captain Luo is here."
Luo Dongdong has been promoted to the commander of the Big Knife Battalion for his merit of killing a deputy general of the Black Scale Cavalry.
Since his promotion, he likes to hear others call him "Captain Luo" the most. However, when it comes to Zhi Luo, he blushes and says embarrassedly:
"Master Military Advisor, please call me 'Luo Dongdong'. It sounds more comfortable."
Zhi Luo smiled, "Don't you also call me 'Master Military Advisor'?"
Luo Dongdong was stunned for a moment, then his face turned even redder, and he whispered, "Miss Zhiluo..."
Zhiluo waved and motioned Luo Dongdong to sit at the desk.
As usual, she picked up the scattered papers, pens and books on the table while chatting casually with Luo Dongdong:
"You've been very busy these days, haven't you? You hardly see General Huo and General Yun. If you're busy too, there's no rush to come back and learn Mandarin in a few days."
Luo Dongdong took out a handful of dried shredded chicken from his pocket and teased Lord Xinhou "Mo Mo" and said:
"Not busy, not busy. General Yun suffered a lot in Yancheng. General Huo was busy eating and drinking with him every day, and today he just slept with him - we shared the same tent. So he hasn't been paying much attention to us recently. I'm free!"
With a "clang", the pen holder in Zhiluo's hand fell to the ground in panic, and the brushes scattered all over the floor, scaring Momo.
Luo Dongdong didn't notice Zhi Luo's slightly pale face, and just squatted on the ground to pick up the brush.
When he packed up the pen holder and stood up to hand it to Zhiluo, her expression had returned to normal, and her smile was as gentle and light as usual.
"Let's learn this poem today—" Zhiluo opened a collection of Mandarin poetry, and two lines of poetry caught her eyes, making her lips and mouth so sour and dry that she couldn't open her mouth.
Luo Dongdong carefully identified the verses in the book and read them word by word:
"The road is hard to travel, the road is hard to travel, where is the smooth road? If you have nothing to worry about, you will be rich and noble. Today I see that you are in a good mood."
Zhi Luo murmured, and continued with the following sentence:
"The young man is as confident as if he were standing on a flat ground, leaning on his long sword alone against the clear autumn sky. The road ahead is difficult, the road ahead is difficult..."
Luo Dongdong, who was a bit clueless, didn't hear the sadness and loneliness in Zhi Luo's tone, nor could he understand the meaning of this poem. He could only say:
"Long sword? General Huo uses a long sword, I think it's called the 'Hidden Moon Sword', it's really powerful!"
"Really..." Zhi Luo responded softly, but his mind flashed back to the scene under the cold moonlight half a year ago after the Battle of Yancheng.
The moonlight is as cool as water, and the stars accompany the Milky Way.
The woman with a face as beautiful as the crescent moon stood under the branches covered with snow.
Next to the woman was the young general in blood-stained military uniform.
The woman raised her hand and gently stroked the young general's forehead, smoothing away his slightly messy hair.
The young general lowered his head obediently, without saying a word, just staring at the person in front of him.
What a beautiful...heartbreakingly beautiful scene...
"The young man is as confident as a plain, relying on his long sword to stand alone against Ling Qingqiu. You are one of the best in the world. I believe in you. I...will stay in Yancheng and not accompany you on your journey."
The young general's expression became complicated, a mixture of relief, confusion, and a hint of loneliness. "Okay...but why?"
The woman smiled, her smile was frank and pure:
"I've known you for so long, and here's just the right time. I want to keep the you who hasn't left Yancheng... It's not that you're not good now, but the you before was too precious... I can't bear to forget you so quickly... I want to keep you for a while longer... Besides, I can't always rely on you. I can chase you, but the premise is that I have the same ability as you, right?"
The young general seemed not to understand these words. After a long silence, he laughed out loud:
"Okay. Take care, then."
After saying this, the young general, holding his sword, jumped on his horse and galloped forward without looking back...
It was just a simple farewell.
There is no transgression, no heartbreak.
Zhiluo happened to be standing behind a tree not far away and saw everything.
But she knew that Luo was extremely intelligent, so she could clearly feel the inseparable and sincere feelings between them.
I'm so jealous, so jealous that it makes me want to go crazy.
Luo Dongdong finally noticed that Zhiluo's face was not very good, and asked tentatively:
"Miss Zhiluo, are you feeling unwell? Would you like to take a few days off to rest? I'll talk to General Huo for you."
Taking a deep breath, Zhiluo stood up and straightened her skirt.
"No need. I'll go by myself—to see General Huo."
When he arrived outside Huo Gannian's tent, before he got close, Zhi Luo clearly heard Huo Gannian's loud laughter, which drowned out Yun Chen's voice.
Seeing Zhiluo walking straight towards the tent but standing stiffly outside the tent, Rong Jiang asked:
"Military Advisor, do you have something to ask the General? Shall I go and inform him?"
Zhi Luo waved his hand to indicate that it was not necessary, then turned and left without saying a word, leaving Rong Jiang and Rong Yi puzzled.
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