Chuilu returned to Shaoxi Garden and told Du Yunluo about this conversation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Du Yunluo hugged Brother Yun'er, her mind was chaotic and she thought a lot.

The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, so is it, but if it is a mirror, how to deal with it?

Mu Yuanmou's actions for more than a year, not to mention that she and Mu Lianxiao didn't understand it, even Lian's side, most of them didn't figure out what her husband was trying to write.

The only thing that can be known is that Roulan's maid can't be used much.

Du Yunluo didn't want to go out directly, and he couldn't find a reason to pick people out, but instead made the second room suspicious, so it was better to put a chess piece that he knew well.

April passed slowly in the bleak rain, and the atmosphere in the capital was already oppressive.

The emperor list of the spring has long come down, last year the saint caught the imperial examination, this time the spring of the spring, the students are gearing up, waiting for the emperor list to be put down, some people are happy and some are worried, and there are troubles.

And what completely ended the topic of Chunqiu was the news of the army.

The southwest can no longer be calm, and the saint will be the general, and the soldiers and horses, grain and grass, and materials will all go to Shu.

The Dingyuan Marquis Mansion is not among them, which makes Du Yunluo a little surprised, after all, the meaning of Cining Palace in the first month is that this time it is indispensable for the children of the Mu family.

Du Yunluo asked Mu Lianxiao.

Mu Lianxiao smiled and replied, "Yunluo, how long do you think this battle will last?" ”

Du Yunluo was stunned.

The war between the imperial court and the Tartars in the north of Xinjiang has been fought for decades, and the four generations of military exploits of the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion have all been saved back on the battlefield with the Tartars.

Similarly, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, and it is difficult to climb the blue sky in Shudi, how many years will it take?

Not to mention the long-term, it is short-term, at least not just for a year or two.

"I'm going to go sooner or later." Mu Lianxiao said in a deep voice.

Du Yunluo raised her eyes to look at him, with a familiar face and familiar facial features, she understood the emotions in Mu Lianxiao's eyes.

It was a beating flame, for a general who was accustomed to the battlefield, even if he had the concern of his wife and children, he could not give up the pride of the battle and the heart of serving the court.

Du Yunluo didn't want to stop him, she just softened her body, leaned on Mu Lianxiao's arms, and raised her hand to wrap her arms around his waist.

Mu Lianxiao's palm moved up along her back and landed on the back of Du Yunluo's neck, his fingertips were slightly forced, and while pressing, Du Yunluo became more and more relaxed: "Don't worry, I agreed to your matter, and I won't break my promise this time." ”

Du Yunluo bent her eyes and smiled.

The brothers of the Mu family are not leaving, but Ye Yuzhi is leaving.

Transferred from the Governor's Mansion of the Chinese Army, he served as the vanguard, and went southwest with the army.

Huang Jie gave Du Yunluo a post, not inviting her to Jingguo Mansion, but making an appointment at a teahouse on the street of East Street, which was the day the army set off.

When Du Yunluo went, incense pieces were burning in the private room.

Not rich, faint, a little sweet, mixed with the aroma of tea in the stove, inexplicably calming people.

Huang Jie added tea to Du Yunluo, sat on the couch by the window, and looked at the bustling people below.

"Madame, do you remember?" Huang Jie suddenly spoke, her voice was neither light nor heavy, nor did she have any emotion, "Many years ago, I once told my wife that my father and brother are both martial artists, and I have long been used to sending them on the expedition, I am the daughter of Jiangmen, I am used to it." ”

Du Yunluo smiled lightly, the past came to her mind little by little, of course she remembered.

At that time, she and Huang Jie were not familiar with each other, she had not yet left the cabinet, Huang Jie felt that she was a pity, a good scholarly girl was going to marry a person who danced with knives and guns, and their lives were originally completely different.

One recites poetry, and the other punches and feet.

Huang Jie said that a woman like Du Yunluo can't get used to her husband's life and death on the battlefield.

Outside, the streets were bustling.

Du Yunluo walked to the window, looked down, and saw that the people were blocked by the officials, the avenue in the middle was cleared, and the army of the expedition appeared in sight.

She sat down next to Huang Jie and sighed: "You see, whether it is me from a scholarly background or you from a general, it is actually the same. ”

The same will be worried, will be reluctant, will be worried.

Habit?

This kind of thing, where can I get used to it.

Huang Jie smiled bitterly, she found Ye Yuzhi's figure in front of the army, that person always grabbed people's eyes like that, so that she could see it at a glance, and then she couldn't take her eyes off, she could only move with his figure.

"Yes......" Huang Jie replied in a low voice.

It wasn't until Ye Yuzhi was really about to leave that she clearly felt that she was not used to it, whether it was her former father and brother, or her current husband, it was not that she didn't think about it, and those troublesome emotions didn't exist.

The army passed under the teahouse, and Ye Yuzhi raised his head like this, as if he knew that Huang Jie was here, and met her gaze directly.

Looking at each other, Huang Jie was stunned, and Ye Yuzhi smiled.

There is the nobility of the son of the family in the smile, and the coolness of the son of the battlefield.

The army marched away, and Huang Jie's eyes were so red that she didn't cry.

"It's a little boring, but I don't know how to cry, obviously I used to cry......" Huang Jie sighed self-deprecatingly.

The army left Beijing, and the streets returned to their previous situation.

The two sat by the window, saying a lot of things, but they were all about other people's things.

Huang Jie didn't mention Jingguo Mansion, and Du Yunluo didn't mention Dingyuanhou Mansion.

It wasn't until noon that the two parted.

On this day, Mu Lianxiao didn't return to the house until it was dark, and halfway through, she met Mu Liancheng.

In other words, Mu Liancheng stood under the porch and waited for him.

"Second brother." Mu Lianxiao called.

These days, the two brothers are still as usual on the surface, but Mu Lianxiao is wary of Mu Liancheng, he is not a scheming person who is good at kung fu, he will show a little alienation, Mu Liancheng is not stupid, he can feel it.

A little suspicious, Xu is Mu Lianxiao was aware of the actions of the second room, but there was another answer in his heart.

After all, they are all fathers, even if they are brothers, it is impossible to play like they did when they were children.

Mu Liancheng stood against the pillar and asked Mu Lianxiao in a low voice, "When will it be our turn?" ”

"The Holy One didn't say it explicitly."

"Not long after the eldest brother came back, he is the county lord's guest of honor, if someone in the mansion wants to stay in Beijing, it is probably the eldest brother who stays," Mu Liancheng was silent for a moment, and then said, "The next batch of expeditions, if it is not our turn, you help me to talk to the saint, I want to go." ”

Mu Lianxiao suppressed her voice and said, "I don't want to figure out the thoughts of the saints. ”

Mu Liancheng laughed, raised his hand and pressed it on Mu Lianxiao's keyboard, and slapped it twice: "Ah Xiao, second brother is serious, I want to go to Shudi, I want to go to the barracks." ”

"Okay." Mu Lianxiao responded. (To be continued.) )