Chapter 471: Meet 2
Chapter 471
After taking two steps, he remembered that there was a general behind him, and hurriedly turned around and saluted Zhuo Yijia: "The concubine still has important matters, and I hope the general is not strange!"
After that, he didn't wait for Zhuo Yijia to speak, and quickly turned around and walked towards Zhuo Yiping: "Second sister, wait for me, I have something to discuss with you." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
Zhuo Yijia stood in place, with his hands behind his back, watching the back of the two leaving.
It's all changed. Zhuo Yiping became deeper, and Zhuo Yirou became humble.
But none of this has anything to do with her.
Zhuo Yijia turned his head and exhaled.
On this trip, she only needs to know that the Sun family is indeed looking for the second prince. She turned her head and glanced at Changyu, who had been following her and was silent: "When I go back later, tell your master." Send someone to keep an eye on the second prince. ā
"Yes. "Changyu responds from the goodness of the stream.
Zhuo Yijia turned around and walked towards Junxiao Courtyard. As he walked, he said in a calm tone: "Then you don't have to come back." ā
"Yes!uh...... Why?" Changyu raised his head and looked at Zhuo Yijia in front of him in confusion.
"One slave does not serve two masters. ā
"Huh??" Changyu's voice suddenly raised, he straightened up, stepped forward quickly, and got closer to Zhuo Yijia: "General, do you want to drive me away?"
And where are the people who are slaves! Changyu was aggrieved and puzzled.
"Why don't you stay by my side and calculate for him from time to time?" Zhuo Yijia said, turning his head and glancing at Changyu without a blank look.
"But then I'll be skinned by the master!" Changyu said, immediately crying and mourning.
"It has nothing to do with me. As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Yijia worked hard and stepped directly into the Junxiao Courtyard.
When Changyu was in his throat, he suffocated it back again. Then he glanced at the cold streamer general in front of him with a resentful face.
Zhuo Yijia strode straight to the main room of Junxiao Courtyard, and then looked at Hua Taijun and Zhuo Taiye sitting in the main guest hall, and just stepped forward and saluted: "Taijun, old general." ā
Hua Taijun's eyes fell on her when Zhuo Yijia came in, and Zhuo Taiye on the side was talking to the people next to him, and when he heard the shout, he turned his head to look at Zhuo Yijia.
"What's the matter?" Hua Taijun said with a loving face, patting the empty chair next to him: "Come, come here and sit and talk." ā
"No need. It was late at night, and the lower officials came to ask for their resignation. Zhuo Yijia looked at Hua Taijun and Zhuo Taiye sitting on it and said.
"Are you going back now?" Hua Taijun said, frowning unconsciously, with a look of reluctance: "Why don't you stay longer?
As he spoke, Hua Taijun sat up straight and stretched out his brain to look out. It seems that only then did he realize that Zhuo Yixu was not there.
"The lower officials don't know. Zhuo Yijia stood in the guest hall and replied in a proper manner.
"Why, didn't you two go out for a walk together?" Hua Taijun said, his brows furrowed: "This kid, you can lose people by walking around the yard together." Really. ā
Zhuo Yijia stood in place, watching Hua Taijun speak, and did not answer. Just watched quietly. She is really difficult to accept this, and it is easy to be misunderstood if she is not careful.
"Okay, less to say. General Streamer is also tired now. Mrs. Zhuo on the side interrupted Mrs. Hua, who was still chattering.
Hua Taijun stopped his words, patted his leg gently, and his voice was a little regretful: "Since the general is tired, go back and rest early." Saying that, Hua Taijun looked at Zhuo Yijia standing in the guest hall, and said lovingly and gently: "I look at the general very well, if there is nothing to do in the future, I will come to our house to accompany my old wife." ā
"Naturally. Zhuo Yijia half-lowered his head and replied.
"Yimei, you go to see off the general for me. Hua Taijun turned his head and said to Yimei, the personal maid behind him.
"Yes. Yimei lowered her eyebrows in response, and then walked in front of Zhuo Yijia and blessed herself: "General, please come with the slave." ā
Zhuo Yijia followed Yimei and walked out.
The night hits. Zhuo Yijia said goodbye to Yimei, the big girl beside Hua Taijun, at the door of Zhuo's house, and let Yimei watch herself ride on the horse and disappear into the night.
The moon is bright and the shadows of the trees are mottled at night. After riding the horse out of the alley of the east house, Zhuo Yijia dismounted.
It's curfew, and the doors are closed. She led the horse, the wine still on her body, and she walked slowly down the street, looking at the houses on both sides.
Changyu quietly followed behind Zhuo Yijia.
Halfway through, Sanniang sent someone to meet Zhuo Yijia on the street, saying that Bei Liang had arrived at the Nancheng house.
Zhuo Yijia, who was strolling leisurely, immediately stopped. Then he got on his horse and galloped off the road. Only the sound of horses' hooves disappearing in the wind remained in the street.
At two o'clock, outside the southern city, the yellow cypress orchid in late spring has not yet withered, blooming on the branches of two zhang high, and the fragrance of flowers lingers, making the suburbs near the twilight become peaceful and fragrant.
When Zhuo Yijia came up from the secret passage, he saw Bei Liang standing under the yellow cypress tree, with lamps hanging on the tree, reflecting the clear side and mottled shadows. Bei Liang raised his head and looked at the buds that were about to bloom.
Zhuo Yijia walked out of the house and looked at the back of the long body standing in the courtyard. Many years have passed, and his back has not changed. Zhuo Yijia first took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled it, and then opened his mouth and called softly: "Brother Beiliang." ā
The last time I saw Bei Liang was seven years ago.
Hearing the voice behind him, Bei Liang paused, then turned his head and looked at the person behind him.