Riling Up The Jianghu

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A few days of wind and rain, the sky and the earth were wet, and the puddles on the long street were deeper and deeper. This morning, Lu Zhun took an umbrella and walked towards the anonymous residence. cake.

At the door, he shouted "Second Brother".

No one agreed, Lu Zun pushed open the wooden door, and saw a white light passing by. As soon as Rong Luoyun struck a white shirt, his sword broke through the wind and rain in the courtyard, and then a silvery white light burst out. The gravel spattered and pierced the eyes.

Lu Zhun screamed, busy covering with a paper umbrella, and dared to show up after the calm. He was so overjoyed that he rushed in and shouted, "Second Brother, you're fine!"

Rong Luoyun wiped his face: "Healed in the first two days."

Under the eaves, he ignored the gauze moistened by the rain, and only wiped the sword, even turning his head, and facing the magpies on the beam. After the rainy season, these flapping wings were lazy, waiting for him to feed every day.

He's not so good, he's like a bird, he always hides in his nest and doesn't go out. The illness was badly wounded, and the flesh was trivial, but he hurt the inside, staring at the pages of the book while he was sick while writing, staring at the tip of the pen when he was writing, and he was sick even by blowing on the window.

"Second Brother?" Lu Zhun called him.

Rong Luoyun returned to his eyes, glanced at each other: "What is it?"

Lu Zhunwei said, "He's called" Second Brother "for many years. Rong Luoyun always showed his intimacy and never used such a cold look. He shouted, "Second Brother, are you unhappy?"

Rong Luoyun replied, "OK."

What's okay ... Lu Zhun couldn't, took out the hot cake from his arms, and passed it on to coquettishly: "Second brother, you're thinner, eat more."

Rong Luoyun glanced at: "I have no appetite." He put his sword into his sheath, and looked at Mian Yusi into silence, cold and cold, but for a moment he ignored his brother.

Lu Jun finished chewing the cake, feeling uninterested, and said dryly: "Second Brother, then I'll go back to sleep." Opening the umbrella, he walked into the rain dingy, could not help but look back, "If you Want to go out and call me. "

Rong Luoyun nodded, as if perfunctory.

The little **** of fortune was sad, pouting, raining back to the Tibetan Pavilion, met Diao Yuliang halfway, the two brothers faced each other across the storm. Diao Yuliang took the lead to say, "San brother, you look like a dead mother."

Lu Jun cried with a sad face: "I was already dead, you go to an anonymous residence?"

Diao Yuliang said "um", and after the response, the other party moved forward with a cold hum. He had a hunger in his mind, but guessed a few points, and quickly turned around to catch up.

The two huddled under the umbrella, confessed to a pair, and then put their arms around their shoulders like brothers and brothers. Lu Zhun said, "Why did the second brother treat us like this?"

"Yeah!" Diao Yuliang said, "It's unusual since he got better."

The illness came right away, it was very strange, and it jumped off the building and jumped into the river. Since you want to die, it means that life is better than death, but you haven't died yet, so you have to live unhappy.

From then on, nothing is fragrant, no one is pleasing to the eye, colder than wind and rain, and more lonely than ice and snow.

Lu Zhun and Diao Yuliang discussed all the way to the Tibetan Gold Pavilion, Lu Zhun horrified: "The fourth child, the second brother will not be ill in this field, and will he pervert since then?"

Diao Yuliang trembled: "What is abnormal?"

Rong Luoyun himself didn't know what was "perverted" or being chewed by the tongue. He sat alone under the corridor, turned his face toward the courtyard, and watched the dove cage across the rain.

The three princes deceived him for a long time. If Huo Linfeng had not taken the initiative to admit it, he would not know the truth of that year. He deceived him, deceived him, and intended to use his hand to win over Huo Linfeng, and then draw Huo's family together to form a tripartite alliance.

As everyone knows, he and Huo Linfeng had a heart, and his identity had been seen through. What's even more unexpected is that Huo Lin's scenery is bright and clear, and he doesn't hide or hide anything, even actively informs him of everything.

The two sides fell apart, and the three-party alliance seemed like a foolish dream.

Rong Luoyun thought of hatred, rose from the futon, and walked to the corner step by step. As he approached the cage, he reached out a finger and hooked out the grey-eyed pigeon. The little thing can fly thousands of miles, but hide from the rain and coquettish, and drill straight into his cuff.

He returned to the study, cut paper and studied ink, and the pigeon stood staring at Bai Xuan. "Look what?" He sneered softly, and struck his brain with a pen. "Run for a while, or you'll become a fat bird."

Speaking, Rong Luoyun wrote: Everything goes well.

Wrap it into a letterbox and tie it to the feet of the pigeon, he again said: "It's raining here, don't rush back, and have a good life in Changan."

After sending away the pigeons, Xu Shitian opened his eyes and the rain stopped.

The wind scattered the clouds, and the half-moon sun showed its face, quietly, and a rainbow was hanging.

Rong Luoyun watched from the window and could not help but secretly wonder whether God was telling him that if the weather had covered the sky for many days, it would be gone. Not chase yesterday, when it breaks, it breaks immediately.

He took a deep breath for a while, leaving the unknown home against the sunny day and the rainbow.

Rong Luoyun walked along the long street. Since his illness, the palace has said that he was crazy and crazy. At this moment, the disciples ran into each other with surprise and incoherence. He nodded his head all the way, greeted Master at Shen Yundian, and then went out to visit the palace.

When the palace door opened, he was in the door for a while, staring at the mud with pride and affection. The monsoon rainy season made the water and ponds under Lengsang Mountain, and the earth became mud. It is like a swamp outside the extraordinary palace.

Rong Luoyun looked down at the white shoes, and refused to step out anyway, and ordered the disciples on duty: "Go and bring my donkey."

"Yes, the palace master waited a moment."

Rong Luoyun stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were on the forest not far away. At this moment, it was a southeast wind, and the leaves were shaking toward the northwest. Suddenly, he noticed that a grove was shaking abnormally, and he listened carefully, it was the sound of the rubbing of the clothes.

The toes touched the ground, and Rong Luoyun swept out, just like a white swallow flapping in the wind. Throwing into the trees, he stepped on the branches and wild flowers, and chased the hiding man in three or two steps.

He lifted the bucket, smashed the jacket, and patted it into the puddle with one palm.

Rong Luoyun looked closely, the other side was wearing a guard costume, but Pei's weapon was a unique Yanchi sword. He asked knowingly, "Who sent you?"

The guard kept silent, struggling to climb out of the puddle, not yet standing still, and was shot in with one palm. Rong Luoyun sneered: "Don't say? That drowned in a puddle, waiting for your general to come and collect the dead."

The guard could not: "No wonder the palace master, the general sent his subordinates to investigate, there is no other offense."

Rong Luoyun asked, "What are you looking for?"

The guard said: "Check whether the palace owner has gone out of the palace and whether he is healthy."

Didn't go out in half a month, didn't he keep waiting outside the palace? Rong Luoyun asked again, "When did you start and when can you stop?"

"The afternoon when the palace master left the general's house, his subordinates followed him." The guard responded, "The palace master went crazy in Chaomulou ... No, after the injury, the general sent his subordinates to notify the third and fourth house masters, and then the house master After returning to the palace, his subordinates were secretly guarding the outside. As for when to stop, they would obey the command of the general. "

Rong Luoyun was a little dazed, and the man was so thoughtful and so relieved. "Go back and tell your generals," he said calmly, "the lord of the palace is so good, don't waste any more effort in the future."

The guard bowed his head and promised, rubbing his face, and Rong Luoyun was gone. Phi Phi Dai Pui, immersed in muddy water, went back to his life, but still did not know what kind of scolding he was going to suffer. A good general, I remember a sloppy river, like a father, a son, and a wife.

General Huo was seeing guests in the parliamentary room. He was vilified by the abdomen and his nose was itchy.

Steward Du came in from the side door, holding the jade pot, and taking turns to add tea for the adults. No one dared to drink. This was called "Tea Delivery" and everyone got up to leave.

Treating others away, Huo Linfeng rubbed his eyebrows: "Civil officials are also bored." The matter of Sesame should be discussed for a long time. Looking forward and backward, it would not be enough to die a hundred times on the battlefield.

Considering the battlefield, Shen Zhou had previously informed that the Turkic barbarians had repeatedly provoked, and I do not know what happened. "Du Yan." Huo Linfeng beckoned and whispered, "Zhang Weiren asked me to wait in the study."

He wrote a family letter on the unused paper and pen. On the one hand, he asked about the barbarous provocation, on the other, he made his relatives unforgettable, and on the other hand, Rong Luoyun revenge enthusiastically, reminding his father to guard against the people.

Write it down, Huo Linfeng moved to the study, who would have expected Zhang Weiren's absence, but instead pestered a muddy guard. Du Xi used to work, and he calmed the flames of his master: "Master, this is the one who secretly guards Rong Luoyun."

With a look of mud, Huo Linfeng didn't bother to distinguish, and signaled quickly.

The guard held his fist: "Back to the general, Rong Luoyun is out today, and his body is no longer in trouble."

Huo Linfeng frowned: "What are you doing? It's not dead."

The guard swallowed his grievances: "Rong Luoyun said he was very good, so that the general would not waste any more time."

Huo Linfeng's face turned abruptly, blackened and gloomy, and there was a grievance hidden between his eyebrows. He waved his hand, waved back this, and called the other waiting.

The caller was Zhang Weiren, a spy trained in the General's Mansion, who had been responsible for sending letters to and from Hanzhou. Huo Linfeng held the family book, folded it a few times, and wrapped it in buckskin silk.

"Go out the door this time," he whispered. "Go west and take it to Saibeihou House."

Zhang Weiren commanded: "The general is assured that the letter is in the person, and his subordinates set off immediately."

Huo Linfeng nodded, waiting for someone to leave, and suddenly got nothing in the chair. Outside girl, watching the rainbow, he was upset and got up to go back to the room.

Du Yan followed closely, laying a small couch after entering the bedroom, and the picture was hung on the wall. Huo Linfeng always lay on the couch and looked. A glance is a glance, and it is late at night.

"Master, take a break."

"Huh." Huo Linfeng raised his arms and pressed his eyes, otherwise he stared at the painting and wondered when he would close it.

He was in a bad mood, and he wasn't good after he was thrown away. He ate the food as usual and did things as usual, but he felt uncomfortable when he rested and his chest was badly blocked.

He gradually fell asleep, frowning, unhappy in the dream.

That rainbow didn't last long, and disappeared into the sky, leaving the sun alone. The city was lively, and the people were happy and cleared of the rain and rain.

The afternoon was sunny, and the guards outside the General's Mansion were changing value, and almost was run over by a person. Everyone fixed their eyes and saw that Hu Feng, the coach of the military camp, had no choice but to give up.

Huo Linfeng never woke up. He heard a "general" from afar, I don't know who called him. After getting confused, Hu Feng rushed in with sweat, as if burning his ass.

"What is it?"

"Will the general send Zhang Weiren out of the city?" Hu Feng inspected the city gate today and caught a glimpse.

Huo Linfeng said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Feng Feng reported: "Rong Luoyun killed halfway and took Zhang Weiren away!"

"What ?!" Huo Linfeng rose sharply, and Rong Luoyun captured Zhang Weiren?

He had let Rong Luoyun follow him to do things, and all the guards, spies, and Rong Luoyun knew. Instead of taking a slap and seeing the posture, it can be regarded as resentment.

Huo Linfeng went outside and asked, "Where is Rong Luoyun?"

Hu Feng said: "At Chaolou Tower."

Striding meteors all the way, Huo Linfeng rushed to Zhaomulou dignitaries. In broad daylight, at the gate of the crowded city, the spies who seized the General's Mansion are indeed the second house master of the extraordinary palace.

"Drive!" Huo Linfeng galloped to the Changjiang River, rolled over and dismounted, breaking the door towards Mulou. Seeing him, no one dared to stop, but only left to retreat.

He landed in the building, and a scent of incense fluttered his face. Yingying Yanyan was dressed up to wait for the guests at night.

At the table, Rong Luoyun was on Erlang's legs and was reading the letter.

Huo Linfeng stood still five steps apart: "All of me rolled back to the house." She was shocked by Jiao'e, who was hiding in a mess, and walked away completely.

"Gongzhu." Huo Linfeng kept his eyes fixed, "Why the people who robbed me?"

Rong Luoyun's voice passed through the stationery: "The spies were robbed, naturally for this family letter."

Huo Linfeng asked again, "How much is it to grab my homework?"

Rong Luoyun said: "Know yourself and know each other, General Huo doesn't understand?" Said take away the letter paper, face each other's eyes five steps apart, calm on the face, but a burst of fire was burning in the pupil.

He said faintly: "Let someone look at me secretly, confirm that I am healed on the front foot, and send a letter to remind your father on the back foot, be careful of the people."

Huo Linfeng said: "There is no relationship between the two."

He couldn't help but move closer and closer, obviously trying to control himself, but kept getting out of control. If you don't ask for people as soon as possible and you don't leave as soon as possible, he may have to do things that tell the story.

"Where is Zhang Weiren?" He said. "Let my people go."

Rong Luoyun asked, "Do you really think Xiganling is yours?"

Huo Linfeng's throat rolled up: "Then you do it, how can you not rob my spy?"

Rong Luoyun stared at him suddenly, how did he know the answer, his mind was completely blank, and he couldn't think of anything. Yu Guang glanced at the word "father" on the letter, and he was sour and panicked.

He stood up and stepped on his chair with his legs raised: "Drill out from my □□ and never touch your spy."

Huo Linfeng groaned for a while before answering "OK".

The dignified general, the son of Dingbei Hou, who had been promoted since childhood, even promised to be humiliated.

Huo Linfeng took a step, gazing at Rong Luoyun's eyes, and took another step, realizing that Rong Yunyun's expression was fierce, and finally stopped in front of the other party.

He leaned slightly, pressed his throat and asked, "Speak?"

Rong Luoyun shook his fist in his sleeve, concealing the tension: "Count it, do you dare to drill?"

Huo Linfeng laughed in a deep voice: "Xiao Rong, stretch your legs a bit wider."

Rong Luoyun went crazy for a moment, and the memories were like tide, all of which were spring on the table. He yelled and gave a full blow, but his wrists were clenched firmly.

Huo Linfeng secretly capredited, staring at Rong Yunyun's thin face slumped, half a moment, sighing with relief, seems helpless: "You might as well promise me one thing, the spy will follow you later."

Rong Luoyun looked at him coldly, guarding his face.

He said, "Dine well, that's it."