After several days of wind and rain, the sky and the earth were soaking wet, and the puddles on the long street were getting deeper and deeper. This morning, Lu Zhun held an umbrella and walked towards Wumingju, one foot deep and one foot shallow, with two hot pieces in his arms. cake.

When he got to the door, he called out "Second Brother".

No one agreed, Lu Zhun pushed open the half-closed wooden door, and saw a white light flying past. Rong Luoyun was wearing a white shirt, holding a sword in the courtyard to cut through the wind and rain, and suddenly a silver-white light burst out, and the gravel splashed, stabbing people's eyes.

Lu Zhun screamed and hurriedly used a paper umbrella to cover it up, and only dared to show his face when the weather calmed down. Overjoyed, he rushed in and shouted, "Second brother, you are all right!"

Rong Luoyun wiped his face: "It was healed two days ago."

He logged in under the eaves, ignoring the gauze soaked by the rain, and only focused on wiping the long sword, turning his head to meet the magpies on the beam. When the rainy season comes, these fluttering things are very lazy, waiting for him to feed them every day.

He is not very good, like a bird, always hiding in the nest and never going out. The injury was severe, and the pain of flesh and blood was trivial, but he hurt the inside, staring at the page while reading, and staring at the tip of the pen when writing.

"Second brother?" Lu Zhun called him.

Rong Luoyun returned to his senses, and swept his eyes to the other side: "What's the matter?"

Lu Zhun was slightly startled. He had called this "Second Brother" for many years. He embarrassed: "Second brother, are you unhappy?"

Rong Luoyun replied, "It's okay."

What's ok... Lu Zhun couldn't, he took out a hot cake from his arms and handed it over to act like a spoiled brat: "Second brother, you've lost some weight, just eat more."

Rong Luoyun glanced at him: "I don't have any appetite." He put his sword in the sheath, and fell into silence as he looked at Mianmian Yusi, cold-heartedly, and he didn't answer his brother for a long while.

After chewing the cake, Lu Zhun felt that he was not interested, and said dryly: "Second brother, then I will go back and sleep for a while." He opened the umbrella, and walked into the rain bleakly. He couldn't help but look back, "If you If you want to go out, call me."

Rong Luoyun nodded, as if perfunctory.

The little God of Wealth was heartbroken, his mouth was shriveled, and the rain was dripping back to the Tibetan Gold Pavilion. Halfway through, he met Diao Yuliang, and the two brothers looked at each other through the wind and rain. Diao Yuliang was the first to speak out: "Third brother, you look like a dead mother."

Lu Zhun cried and said, "I'm already dead, mother, are you going to Wumingju?"

Diao Yuliang made an "um", and after responding, the other party walked forward with a cold snort. He wondered in his heart, but he also guessed a few points, and hurriedly turned around and chased after him.

The two huddled under the umbrella and whispered, confessed to a pair of confessions, and then hooked on the shoulders like brothers in trouble. Lu Zhun said, "Why did the second brother treat us like this, did he?"

"Yes!" Diao Yuliang said, "It's unusual for him to be like this after he recovers."

This disease came as soon as it was said, and it was very strange, and it jumped from the building and the river, and it was almost a death. Since you want to die, it means that life is better than death, but you can't die, so you have to live unhappily.

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

Lu Zhun and Diao Yuliang discussed all the way to the Cangjin Pavilion, Lu Zhun said in horror, "Fourth, the second brother will not get sick this time, will he be perverted from now on?"

Diao Yuliang trembled: "What is a pervert..."

Rong Luoyun himself didn't know what "perverted" was, and he didn't know that he was being talked about by others. He sat alone under the porch, turned his face and looked at the corner of the courtyard, admiring the pigeon cage through the rain screen.

The third prince deceived him for a long time, if Huo Linfeng hadn't taken the initiative to admit it, he still doesn't know the truth of the year. Deceiving him, deceiving him, and intending to use his hand to win over Huo Linfeng, and then win over the Huo family to form a three-way alliance.

As everyone knows, he and Huo Linfeng made up their minds, and their identity has been seen through. What's even more unpredictable is that Huo Lin is upright and upright, and he doesn't hide or hide, and he even takes the initiative to tell him everything.

The two parties collapsed, and the alliance of the three parties was like a idiot's dream.

Rong Luoyun thought of hatred, got up from the futon, and walked to the corner step by step. Approaching the cage, he stuck out a finger and drew out the grey pea-eyed pigeon. The little thing can fly thousands of miles, but it hides from the rain and acts like a spoiled child, digging straight into his cuff.

He returned to the study, cut paper and researched ink, and the pigeon stood on Bai Xuan and stared. "What are you looking at?" He chuckled softly and tapped his pen on the head, "Just run, or you'll turn into a fat bird."

Saying that, Rong Luoyun wrote: Everything goes well.

After rolling it up, stuffing it into the letterbox and tying it to the pigeon's feet, he warned again: "It's raining here, don't be in a hurry to come back, and have a good time in Chang'an."

Sending away the carrier pigeons, God opened his eyes, and the rain gradually stopped.

The wind blew away the clouds, and the sun, which was hidden for half a month, revealed its face, quietly, and hung a rainbow.

Rong Luoyun stood by the window and watched silently, and couldn't help but wonder if God was telling him that if the wind and rain had been shrouded in darkness for many days, there would be no more inconvenience. Yesterday can't be chased, and when it is broken, it will be broken, and it will be decided on the spot.

He took a deep breath and left Wuming Residence facing the sunny sun and rainbow.

Rong Luoyun walked along the long street. Since he fell ill, it was rumored in the palace that he was crazy and stupid. At this moment, the disciples saw him and were surprised and incoherent. He nodded all the way, went to Shenbi Hall to greet Master, and then went out for a walk.

As soon as the palace door opened, he froze inside the door, looking at the muddy ground squeamishly and hypocritically. The rainy season of the gods made the pools of water and mud under Lengsang Mountain, turning the soil into mud, and the outside of the Bufan Palace was like a swamp.

Rong Luoyun lowered his head and looked at the white silk shoes, but he refused to step forward no matter what, and instructed the disciple on duty: "Go and bring my donkey."

"Yes, the palace master wait a moment."

Rong Luoyun stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes on the forest not far away, it was the southeast wind at this moment, and the branches and leaves swayed toward the northwest. Suddenly, he noticed that a bush was shaking abnormally, and he listened carefully.

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

He lifted his bamboo hat, took off his jacket, and slapped it into the puddle with one palm.

Rong Luoyun took a closer look, the other party was dressed as a guard, but the weapon he was wearing was the goose ling knife unique to the General's Mansion. He asked knowingly, "Who sent you here?"

The guard kept silent, struggling to climb out of the puddle, but before he could stand firm, he was slapped in again. Rong Luoyun sneered: "Don't say it? Then drown in a puddle and wait for your general to collect the body."

The guards couldn't: "Don't blame the palace master, the general sent his subordinates to investigate, and there is no other offense."

Rong Luoyun asked, "What are you investigating?"

The guard said: "Check to see if the palace lord has left the palace and whether he is in good health."

Didn't go out for half a month, didn't he hide outside the palace and wait? Rong Luoyun asked again: "When did it start, and when can it stop?"

"In the afternoon when the palace lord left the General's Mansion, his subordinates followed him." The guard replied, "The palace lord went crazy in the Chaomu Building... No, after the injury, the general sent his subordinates to notify the third and fourth palace lords, and then the palace lord went crazy. When you return to the palace, your subordinates will be secretly guarding outside. As for when to stop, you must follow the general's orders."

Rong Luoyun was slightly startled, that person was so thoughtful, so he couldn't be relieved. "You go back and tell your generals." He said calmly, "This palace master is very good, don't waste your efforts in the future."

The guard bowed his head in agreement, wiped his face, and Rong Luoyun had disappeared. Wearing a hat and wearing a hat, soaked in mud and water, he returned to his life, but he didn't know what kind of scolding he would receive. A good general is thinking of a sloppy river and lake, just like a father thinking about his son, and a wife thinking about his husband.

General Huo was meeting a guest in the meeting room, and was slandered, and the tip of his nose was itchy.

Butler Du came in through the side door, holding a jade pot, taking turns to add tea to the adults. No one dared to drink, this is called "adding tea to send guests", and everyone got up and said goodbye.

After everyone walked away, Huo Linfeng rubbed his brows and said, "Civil officials are too boring." It takes a long time to discuss the big issue of sesame seeds, looking ahead and looking back, if a hundred times on the battlefield is not enough to die.

Thinking of the battlefield, Shen Zhou told him before that the Turkic barbarians had repeatedly provoked him, and he didn't know what was going on. "Du Zheng." Huo Linfeng beckoned and whispered, "Tell Zhang Weiren to wait for me in the study."

He wrote a letter from home on the pen and paper he had not received. First, he asked about the barbarians' provocation. Second, he asked relatives not to read them. Third, Rong Luoyun was eager to take revenge and reminded his father to guard against people in the world.

After writing, Huo Linfeng moved to the study. Unexpectedly, Zhang Weiren was not there, but instead he was holding a bodyguard dripping with muddy soup. Du Zheng was used to doing things, so he calmed down his master's flames with one sentence: "Master, this is the one who guards Rong Luoyun in secret."

With a face of mud, Huo Linfeng was too lazy to tell the difference, and signaled to report quickly.

The guard clasped his fists: "Return to General, Rong Luoyun is out today, and his body is no longer in serious trouble." More than nothing, he paused for a moment to restrain himself and embarrassed, "He knows the general's recent arrangements, and he has made his subordinates like this..."

Huo Linfeng frowned: "How are you? You are neither dead nor disabled."

The guard swallowed his grievance: "Rong Luoyun said that he is very good, let the general not waste his time."

Huo Linfeng's face changed abruptly, it was black, and gloomy and blue, and there was a grievance hidden between his eyebrows. He waved his hand, waved this one back, and called for the other one who was waiting.

The visitor was Zhang Weiren, a spy trained by the General's Mansion, who had been in charge of delivering letters to and from Hanzhou. Huo Linfeng held the family letter, folded it a few times, and wrapped it in deerskin silk.

"This time I'm going far away." He whispered, "Go west and take it to the Marquis of Saibei."

Zhang Weiren took the order: "General, rest assured, the trust is in the people, and the subordinates will set off immediately."

Huo Linfeng nodded, and when he was leaving, he was suddenly stuck in his chair with nothing to do. The maid outside was chatting, looking at the rainbow, he was upset, got up and went back to the room.

Du Zheng followed closely. After entering the bedroom, he made a small couch. The portrait was hung on the wall. Huo Linfeng always lay on the couch and watched. At first glance, it is all night, and at first glance, it is late at night.

"Master, take a nap."

"Yeah." Huo Linfeng raised his arms and pressed his eyes, otherwise he would stare at the painting, not knowing when he would close it.

He was in a bad mood. After being lost, he didn't feel better. He ate as usual, and did things as usual.

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

That rainbow didn't last long and disappeared into the sky, leaving the bright sun alone. The city is lively, the people are happy, and the boredom of the rainy day is swept away.

The afternoon was the most sunny, and the guards outside the General's Mansion were changing their value and were almost knocked over by someone running over. Everyone fixed their eyes and saw that the person who came was Hu Feng, the coach of the barracks, so they had to give up.

Huo Linfeng didn't wake up, but he heard "General" in the distance, and he didn't know who called him. When he got up in confusion, Hu Feng rushed in sweating profusely, as if his butt was on fire.

"What's the matter?"

"Did the general send Zhang Weiren out of the city?" Hu Feng was inspecting the city gate today and caught a glimpse.

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

Hu Feng reported: "Rong Luoyun came out halfway and captured Zhang Weiren!"

"What?!" Huo Linfeng got up suddenly, Rong Luoyun captured Zhang Weiren?

He once asked Rong Luoyun to do things with him, and the guards, spies, and Rong Luoyun all knew it. At that time, how could he have thought that it would be scattered at the same time. Not only one shot and two scattered, but looking at the posture, it can be regarded as a rivalry.

Huo Linfeng walked out and asked, "Where is Rong Luoyun?"

Hu Feng said: "In the Chaomu Building."

With strides along the way, Huo Linfeng rode his horse to the Chaomu Building to ask for someone. In broad daylight, at the gate of the city crowded with people, the spies who robbed the general's mansion... Really deserves to be the second palace master of the extraordinary palace.

"Drive!" Huo Linfeng galloped to the Chang River, turned over and dismounted, and broke open the door of Chaomu Building. Seeing that it was him, no one dared to stop him, and there was only one left to retreat.

When he entered the building, a gust of fragrant wind hit his face, Yingying Yanyan dressed up and waited to entertain guests at night.

Beside the table, Rong Luoyun was reading the letter from home with Erlang's legs on his legs.

Huo Linfeng stood five steps apart: "Go back to the house for me." Startled Jiao'e, she hid in a mess and walked around cleanly.

"Palace Master." Huo Linfeng kept his eyes fixed, "Why did you kidnap my people?"

Rong Luoyun's voice passed through the stationery: "It's the spies who are robbed, and naturally it's for this letter from the family."

Huo Linfeng asked again, "Why do you rob my family book?"

Rong Luoyun said, "Know yourself and know the enemy, but General Huo doesn't understand?" After saying that, he took out the letter and met each other's eyes five steps apart. His faces were calm, but a fire was about to burn in his pupils.

He said lightly: "I asked people to watch me secretly, the front foot confirmed that I was healed, and the back foot sent a letter to remind your father, be careful of people in the world."

Huo Linfeng said, "The two have nothing to do with each other."

He couldn't help but take a step closer, another step closer, obviously trying to control himself, but he kept losing control. If he doesn't ask for someone as soon as possible, and doesn't leave as soon as possible, he may have to reminisce.

"Where is Zhang Weiren?" he said, "let my people go."

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

Huo Linfeng's Adam's apple rolled: "Then you do it, how can you not rob my spies."

Rong Luoyun lowered his eyes suddenly, how did he know the answer, his mind was completely blank, and he couldn't think clearly. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the word "father" on the letter, and was instantly sour and panicked.

He stood up, raised his legs and stepped on the chair: "Get under my straddle and never touch your spies in the future."

Huo Linfeng pondered for a moment, then answered "yes".

The dignified general, the son of the Duke of Dingbei, who had been held in high esteem since childhood, actually agreed to be humiliated by stepping down.

Huo Linfeng took a step, stared into Rong Luoyun's eyes, took another step, noticed Rong Luoyun's stern expression, and stopped in front of the other party at the last step.

He leaned over slightly, pressed his throat and asked, "Speaking counts?"

Rong Luoyun clenched his fist in his sleeve, hiding his nervousness: "It counts, do you dare to drill?"

Huo Linfeng smiled in a deep voice: "Xiao Rong, spread your legs a little bigger."

Rong Luoyun went crazy for a moment, and his memories were flooding, full of spring colors that couldn't make it to the stage. He roared and slammed a palm with all his strength, but his wrist was firmly grasped.

Huo Linfeng rubbed secretly, stared at Rong Luoyun's slender face, and after a while, he let go and sighed, seemingly helpless: "Why don't you promise me one thing, and the spies will rob you in the future."

Rong Luoyun looked at him coldly, his face full of caution.

"Eat well, that's all," he said.