Denghuaxiao

Chapter 233 Old House

 The cliff wall was bare, and Lu Meng stared at the dead wood in his hands in shock.

The redwood vines on the cliff have all withered.

This plant is cold-resistant and can survive in extremely cold places. Its leaves are very poisonous. She used to pick them for Yunniang in the winter when she was on Luomei Peak. It was cold winter at that time.

 Actually, before going up the mountain, although she didn't dare to be absolutely sure, she felt that there was still a 67% chance. Unexpectedly, after just two years away, the trees and vines that I thought would always be lush will wither. Nothing in this world lasts forever.

Pei Yunying took the withered and broken piece of wood from her hand and lowered his eyes to examine it.

 Lu Zhen came to his senses.

“The redwood vine has withered.” She turned around, “We came here in vain.”

 The frustration in his tone was caught by Pei Yunying.

He glanced at Lu Yan, curled his lips, and said nonchalantly: "It's not in vain. You'll know the result after you try it."

Lu Zhen could hear the comfort in his words, but he still felt disappointed.

Cuicui is in danger, and the thick and flat poison is difficult to cure. If Chang Jin and Ji Xun use new medicine for Cuicui, it will be like drinking poison to quench their thirst. The redwood vine in Pingzhou has been left for too long. If this continues, how can we solve the epidemic in southern Jiangsu?

 Is there really no better way?

 A gust of cold wind blew in his face, and Lu Zhen shivered.

 As we reached the top of the mountain, the wind and snow became heavier. There were large flakes of snow, and it was very difficult to take a step without my legs sinking into the snow.

 This is heavier than the snow in Luomeifeng in the past.

Pei Yunying saw her face turning pale from the cold, stretched out his hand to hold her cloak, and asked, "What are you going to do now? Do you want to go back?"

 Lu Zhuo raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

It is much colder on the mountain than at the bottom. The sun has not risen for half a month in southern Jiangsu. Thick gray clouds have piled up over Luomei Peak. It is already getting late.

 Lu Zhen began to think deeply.

 In fact, with her footwork and familiarity with Luomei Peak, a one-day trip is enough. However, southern Jiangsu has rarely had a heavy snowfall in many years, and the mountain road is much more difficult than before. The bumps and stumbling along the way will take a lot of time. If we go back now, it will be completely dark before we even get down to the mountain.

　It is too dangerous to walk in the snow-capped mountains at night, and with her current body...

　　Lu Huo shook his head and looked higher: "Continue to climb up."

Pei Yunying paused for a moment, seeming a little surprised, but quickly nodded and agreed readily: "Okay."

This time it was Lu Shen's turn to be surprised. She asked, "Why didn't you ask me where I was going?"

"It's not important." Pei Yunying smiled nonchalantly: "You are a medical officer and I am a guard. It is my duty to protect you."

Lu Tong paused and couldn't help but look at him.

The person in front of her looked at her with a smile on her face and a serious tone, as if even if she said she wanted to take him to the graveyard, she would happily agree to go.

 Has he broken the pot, or is he relying on her?

After a moment of silence, Lu Zhuo snatched the withered vine grass from Pei Yunying's hand and said, "Hurry up, otherwise you and I will have to walk at night before we reach the top of the mountain. Night roads on the mountain are very dangerous."

Pei Yun raised his eyebrows, looked at her back, and said, "Doctor Lu, remember to lead the way and be careful."

Lu Huo: "...Hurry up and follow up."

The further we go up, the stronger the wind and snow becomes, and the flying snow in the sky is almost blinding. After walking for about half an hour, the sky became darker, with only a little gray light covering the top of the mountain. A large piece of red plum gradually appeared in the wildly dancing snow.

The red plum blossoms are gorgeous and dotted with bright red. Not far below, a thatched cottage stands alone.

This thatched cottage is not big and is very dilapidated. It is almost submerged by weeds in front and back. It only shows a dim shadow. It is blown by the surrounding wind and snow, like a phantom on the mountain at night. It is difficult to tell whether it is virtual or real.

Pei Yunying was still looking at it, but Lu Zhuo had already stepped forward.

 She stopped in front of the thatched cottage.

 It still seems to be the same as in the memory, but it is completely different from the memory. She spent seven long years here. Apart from the Lu family in Changwu County, this was the longest place she had ever stayed.

 She thought she would never return to this place again in this life, and she never thought of revisiting it today.

“This is where you lived?” Pei Yunying’s voice came to my ears.

There was only such a hut in the surrounding area. When she came here, she had already mentioned to Pei Yunying that she had lived here many years ago. This man was always smart and could tell some things at a glance.

  She didn’t hide it: “Yes.”

Pei Yunying looked down at her and raised the corners of her lips as she thought of something.

“So, you still invited me to your home?”

 Lu Huan: “…”

She carried the medical kit on her back and walked forward without looking back, saying, "You can also live outside."

The two of them walked to the thatched house, and Pei Yunying opened the door.

It may have been a long time since anyone had set foot in this place. As soon as the door opened, dust immediately flew into the air. Lu Zhu turned his head and waved twice to disperse the dust, and asked Pei Yunying to take out a fire stick from his bag and light it up, so that there was a little light in the room.

Pei Yunying raised his eyes and looked around.

 This is a small room, even a little small.

There is a narrow straw couch against the wall, which can only accommodate one person.

There was a square table at the door, a stove under the square table, and a locked wooden cabinet next to the door. Then there was nothing else. It was quite desolate as if the house had only four walls.

Lu Zong bent down and took out a key from under the straw couch, and opened the locked wooden cabinet.

In the wooden cabinet, the utensils are still neatly stacked as when she left. Luomeifeng Mountain is desolate and deserted, and no one has ever been in the thatched house. She took out an oil lamp from the wooden cabinet, filled it with oil, lit it with a fire stick, and placed the lighted lamp on the square table. The quiet light dispersed the desolation in the room.

Lu Zhuo turned around and saw Pei Yunying looking around with his arms crossed, so he asked, "Is there anything good to see?"

Except for a bed, there was almost nothing else in this room. You could see it at a glance. Why did he look at it so carefully?

Pei Yunying glanced at her and said slowly: "It's my first time entering your boudoir, so I'm naturally curious."

 Lu Huan: “…”

 This man is simply sick.

He walked inside, his critical eyes swept over the rough furnishings in the room, and said, "Have you ever lived in such a shabby place before?"

This place is damp and dark, narrow and short. Compared with the interrogation room of the front office, it may have one more bed, and it is not even as spacious as the interrogation room.

 “Of course I don’t dare to compare it with the Palace Commander’s residence.”

“Didn’t you say that you live on the mountain with your master?” He turned back and glanced around the corner, “Why is there only one bed?”

 The small room and the even narrower bed seem to only accommodate one person.

Lu Zong pursed his lips and said, "She doesn't live here."

Yun Niang doesn’t live here.

The sound produced by the test medicine would affect Yun Niang's preparation of new medicines, so Yun Niang lived in another thatched hut. There were Yun Niang's medical books and medicine books in the thatched hut next door. Before Yun Niang died, she was asked to burn her body together with those medical books. .

 Then the room was gone.

Hearing what she said, Pei Yunying looked at her in surprise: "So, you live here alone?"

  “So it is.”

Most of the time, Yun Niang was not on the mountain. Many nights, she lived here alone.

 Lonely, alone, living a dull life.

Pei Yunying looked at her, his eyes flashing with thought.

The first time he met Lu Huan was six years ago, and Lu Huan was only twelve years old at that time.

Luomei Peak was deserted, and Li Wenhu was frightened when he mentioned this place. How did a twelve-year-old girl endure it when she stayed here alone?

His eyes were too probing, so Lu Zhu turned around as if nothing had happened and took out the quilt from the cabinet. The bedding had not been exposed to the sun and was gloomy, but fortunately it had not become damp, so it was fine to just put it under me for one night.

Lu Xu: "I'm afraid I'm going to offend the palace commander tonight, so I'll sleep here for the time being."

Pei Yunying clicked her tongue, looked at the small couch with her arms crossed, and said, "But there is only one bed here."

Lu Zhen walked up to him and threw the heavy quilt into his arms: "You sleep on the ground."

"is this okay?"

Pei Yunying looked at her with a smile: "After all, you and I, an unmarried man and a woman, living alone in the same room will always cause misunderstandings."

Lu Zhen turned around, looked at him with a smile but said: "If the palace commander really cherishes his reputation, he can sleep outside the door. Because of our old friendship, I will collect your body for you early tomorrow morning."

Pei Yunying stared at her face, and after a moment, she suppressed a smile and said, "You are really easy to get angry now."

 “The commander-in-chief is too boring.”

Lu Yan said coldly: "I want to light a fire. Please go outside and chop some plum branches."

Pei Yunying nodded: "Okay, you are the master, you have the final say."

 He turned around and went out.

 Watching his back disappear outside the door, Lu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, held the table and sat down on the chair.

　　Perhaps the old illness has struck her more frequently recently, and her physical strength is not as good as before. It was very difficult for her to climb to the top of the mountain today, and she now feels that her physical strength is exhausted. If not, her steps today would not be so slow.

Lu Zhen stretched out his hand, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and looked around.

After Yun Niang died, she actually wanted to burn down the house as well, thinking that she would never come back in the future. However, with the burning fire in his hand, Lu Chen suddenly changed his mind at the last moment.

 She left this room.

She has lived here for too long. If the Lu house in Changwu County has witnessed one "Lu Min", this thatched cottage in Luomei Peak has witnessed another "Lu Hu". She couldn't deny the existence of "Lu Chen", as if if she burned it with fire, it would destroy the past seven years without leaving any trace.

Therefore, she locked all the used utensils in the cabinet and left with Yin Zheng. Maybe someone would come here many years later, or maybe the crazy growing weeds would completely submerge the house, and everything in the past seven years would disappear. The top of Luomei Peak.

 Unexpectedly, many years later, I would revisit my old place with an unexpected person.

The door was pushed open, and Pei Yunying walked in from the outside. He was holding a bunch of dry plum branches in his hand, which he had probably specially chopped off without being soaked by the wind and snow. Lu Chen bent down and pulled out the stove that had not been used for a long time under the table. Pei Yunying pulled her hand away: "I'll do it."

 He put the plum branches cut into neat pieces into the stove and lit them with a fire stick.

Lu Zhen was originally a little worried that the fire would not light up, but Pei Yunying moved very skillfully, as if he was always doing things outside. However, after a while, a "cracking" sound was heard.

The window was half open, and occasionally snowflakes drifted into the house from the window. The dim light cast a warm color on the hut in the wind and snow.

 Lu Zong looked at him.

He was sitting in front of the stove, lowering his head and cutting the remaining plum branches in his hands so that they could be neatly stuffed into the stove.

The hazy light casts a layer of light on the young man's handsome face, like a sheathed silver knife, without any sharpness, only beauty and softness.

He didn't even raise his head, and carefully moved his hands, as if he knew her gaze, and said, "Why are you staring at me?"

Lu Zhuo was startled and looked away.

 He smiled without stopping: "Do you have anything to ask?"

Lu Tong was silent for a while, then finally said: "How are Yin Zheng and the others doing after I left?"

 It has been some time since she left Shengjing.

The exchange of letters was not smooth on the way, and now all Sunan Stations have been suspended. I wonder how the Renxin Medical Center is doing now?

 “It’s okay.” Pei Yunying replied.

Lu Yan lowered his eyes, this was the answer she wanted most.

The room was quiet, Pei Yunying paused in the action of peeling plum branches, and suddenly said: "Lu Yun."

He said: "Although you sent me a letter of entrustment, aren't you worried that I will reject your request?"

Lu Zong’s decision to go to southern Jiangsu came very hastily.

But the last letter asking him to take care of Renxin Medical Center was particularly meticulous.

 It was so meticulous that every aspect was taken into consideration, so much so that it’s still annoying to think about it now.

“Don’t worry.” Lu Yan said: “I believe that even if I don’t ask you and Renxin Medical Center is in trouble, you will take care of them.”

Pei Yunying was startled.

Lu Zhen's voice continued: "After all, you are a guest who has attended the hospital's celebration, and you are also their close friend."

In the stove under my feet, the sound of "Bibi peel peel" became clearer and clearer in the cold and snowy night. A faint smoke came out from the stove and was quickly swept away by the north wind outside the window.

Hearing this, the young man chuckled lightly, looked at her and said, "Lu Huan, you've got me, right?"

Lu Zhen curled his fingers and remained silent.

 She did eat him up.

It's strange that when she first arrived in Shengjing, she was wary and wary of the person in front of her, and occasionally wanted to get rid of him. He was the person standing on the other side of the river with her, watching the fire from the other side, and they would never interact with each other.

 But once upon a time, she seemed to have known him well. You can rest assured that you will leave everything behind to the other person, and you are sure that the other person will keep his promise.

　　She went down from Luomei Peak to Shengjing, and then from Shengjing back to Luomei Peak. Along the way, she had repaid her kindness and made enemies, and everything was handled neatly. Only for the person in front of me, just like the debt note on the wall of the ruined temple, it comes and goes in a chaotic manner, always leaving two indescribable regrets.

 It is impossible to distinguish between the two.

The fire in the stove was burning brightly, and the room was getting warmer. Pei Yunying stood up, picked up the red clay kettle that Lu Zhu had just taken out of the cabinet, washed it clean outside the door, and got some snow water to boil. .

On a cold night, guests come to drink tea and wine, and the soup in the bamboo stove begins to boil and turns red. Lu Chen suddenly felt a little lucky that he had kept everything in the house instead of burning it all down.

He was sitting in front of the stove boiling water. There were two red clay teacups on the table. Lu Zhen was affected by his indifference and asked, "What happened in the palace later?"

The people at Mengtai Station only spoke a few words, but the imperial city has been turned upside down. It was an understatement, but Lu Zhu knew that the scene that day must have been thrilling.

"Don't you know everything?" Pei Yunying opened the lid of the pot. White snow piled up in the pot, and the flames dissipated immediately.

The first time he met Lu Zhen, Lu Zhen also boiled a can of snow water. At that time, she said it was called "wax snow".

 Six years have passed in a flash.

Lu Zhen looked at him: "Are all your people okay?"

Pei Yunying said nothing. When he lowered his head, his eyelashes drooped.

That was actually a very **** night.

The counterattack that has been dormant for many years is always cruel and ruthless. Victory and defeat are commonplace in military affairs, but for that position, there is only one chance.

 Once a man who was arrogant, a man who killed his father and brother would also lose his fighting spirit due to comfort and become useless. His fear and unwillingness made this last battle look ridiculous, and the trapped beast died in his own prison.

Emperor Liang Ming supported the dragon chair in the Jinluan Palace and looked at them with angry and disbelieving eyes: "You, you, you betrayed me!"

 King Ning smiled, Yan Xu was indifferent, and there were constant sounds of sword fighting outside the palace, but he wiped the blood on his face, and there was a sinister madness in his eyes that he didn't even know he had.

“Your Majesty,” he said calmly, “it’s time to repay the sword you owed me at the royal banquet five years ago.”

 In this world, everyone has his own grievances and grievances.

 King Ning bore the vengeance of the murder of his father and brother, and he bore the vengeance of the blood debt of his mother's maternal grandfather's family. Even Emperor Ming of Liang himself, at the last moment of his death, believed that the original act of killing his father and brother was just the grievance of the late emperor's unfairness.

 Some people are for enmity, some are for kindness, and some are for love.

Affection.

In the room, the warm lights illuminated the young man's handsome face. The silver embroidery on his black brocade clothes glowed dazzlingly under the light, but the light outlined a calm and lonely figure.

 Yan Xu died because of his love.

 He died to save Xiao Zhufeng, and he did it deliberately.

               As the new emperor came to power, the former relationship between the Palace Secretary and the Privy Council has become so strong that it is inevitable that people will talk about it. Even if the new emperor doesn't mention it, the rumors in the court will not let go and will make it difficult for him and Xiao Zhufeng, the front minister.

Yan Xu blocked Xiao Zhufeng's sword.

 “Teacher!” He turned around to protect Yan Xu, his eyes filled with tears.

The man who had never looked down upon them lay in Xiao Zhufeng's arms. The scars at the corners of his eyes seemed to soften at the end. He stretched out his hand and flicked the two of them on the head tremblingly, as if he was dissatisfied after every training session when he was young.

 “Don’t look like this, it’s so ugly. Turn your face away.” He cursed, but his tone was very soft, not as full of anger as before.

 “Let me have a rest, don’t disturb me.”

“Teacher!” Xiao Zhufeng’s blood-stained hands trembled, “I’ll go find the doctor, hold on!”

Yan Xu looked into the distance.

 "Old friend...entered my...dream...understood my...appearance...remembered..."

 He lay in Xiao Zhufeng's arms, lowered his head with a smile, and gradually became silent.

Pei Yunying was in a trance for a moment.

Yan Xu was not married, had no children in his life, and only had two disciples. Since then, he and the Pei family had broken off their friendship, and Yan Xu was even more devoted to his father.

　　The pain of losing a father is so painful that one wishes to live.

Because of this pain, he didn't feel much about the demise of the Pei family, as if he was an outsider watching from the sidelines.

Perhaps he is such an indifferent bastard.

 “Pei Yunying?” Lu Zhuo suddenly spoke.

She rarely saw Pei Yunying's expression like this. It was completely different from the Pei Yunying she was familiar with. It seemed that if she didn't wake him up, he would become another person.

Pei Yun came back to his senses.

The snow water in the jar was boiled until it started to foam slightly. He used a plum branch to skim off some of the scum and said, "Qi Qing is dead."

 Lu Zhen was slightly startled.

“I said,” he said, “I will kill him for you.”

The cold wind blew loudly outside the door, and the sound of branches being broken by the wind was like the sound of a knife cutting into flesh.

 The Qi family was raided, and he specifically asked the new emperor for Qi Qing's treatment.

 The interrogation room of the Palace Front Division has never contained a person like the Grand Master. He sat on the chair and watched the old man who was always aloof lose his arrogance and become an ordinary person.

 Without power or official position, the Grand Master is just an ordinary person.

“I heard that one of Taishi’s favorite dishes is called ‘Jin Yu Jian’.”

He wiped the silver knife in his hand casually, "Choose fresh and plump seabass, remove the bones, peel the skin, pat dry, and slice it into thin slices."

“What do you want to do?” Qi Qing said hoarsely, and the beads on his wrist fell to the ground.

“Actually, killing someone is the same as killing a fish. Just hold down and cut with a knife.”

 He leaned over, picked up a dark Buddhist bead on the ground, looked at it in his hand for a moment, and smiled.

 “Tai Shi, please try it.”

That day, the screams from the interrogation room in front of the palace rang out all night long. When he went out the next day, he looked at the lonely sycamore tree in the courtyard for a long time.

 The Lu family perished because of the Qi family. Lu Chen went to Beijing to take revenge because of the Qi family, and he will always live in regret and pain.

 Now, the old grudge is over.

 At this point, the dust has settled.

The lights in the house are dim, and there is a snowy wind outside the window. The young man is sitting, and the warm color reflects on his long eyelashes, like the sudden falling shadow of a butterfly on a snowy night.

 He raised the boiling kettle aside and said, "You asked me so many questions, what about you?"

Lu Tong was startled: "What about me?"

Pei Yunying put down the kettle, looked at her, and smiled lightly.

He said: "Lu Huan, during these days in Sunan, didn't you miss me?"