January has passed, autumn has been deep, autumn is strong.

Jian Yunzhen has led the army for two years, and it is April when he stays on the frontier. The battle line is pulling and pulling, and there are always more wins.

The fierce generals under him have been newly sent, and the recent battles have been fought happily. But it's not a way to go back and forth like this, and the people in one account know it in their hearts, so they sit around every day, trying to discuss a breakthrough.

Jian Yunzhen's attitude was vague, he just listened every time, but rarely spoke.

Zhong Yi has admired Jian Yunzhen from the bottom of his heart since the last "100 coins ask for directions", and after March, they have passed the good news to the capital far more than any battle he has fought before. But the difficulty now is that they can only win small profits, but they can't achieve big wins. According to the past practice, when the fight is almost over, the two sides will send envoys to negotiate peace, and if one side appropriately concedes some interests, it will no longer fight. But now, although Shan Guo has been losing the war, there is no movement at all, and there is no intention of negotiating peace, just shouting and fleeing one after another. Over the past few months, the number of captured armor and prisoners has continued to increase, and Jian Yunyun has issued a strict order not to be killed, and over time, their placement and disposal have also become problems.

Zhong Yi looked at this situation, and he was really a little worried, and the single country had a trick. It's not that they deliberately defeated the battle, the people who went to the battlefield were bloody, and when they encountered it on the yellow earth, they could tell at a glance whether they were fighting for their lives. But if you lose in such a row, the other side is not in a hurry, and the master of his own family should be in control of the situation, but he doesn't like to explain things thoroughly. In the end, it was always these officers who were a little bigger than the soldiers and a little smaller than the generals.

Zhong Yi carried the lamp into the tent, and at this time there were two generals who followed Jian Yunyun at the earliest, and a Qingxiu strategist who had just arrived.

Unlike three months ago, this time he was carrying not a small lamp, but eight lotus lampstands that had just been found out of the military camp of Shan Guo.

As soon as Zhong Yi entered the tent, the shadows of several people instantly stood tall on the wall, and the handsome scholar spoke first: "I finally brought a few bright lights in, and if I continue to stay up, I am afraid that I will be blind." ”

One of the generals spoke: "I just hope that this lamp can make Gongzi Ke stop napping and joke and be in good spirits." ”

Na Gongzi raised his eyebrows obliquely and leaned on the back of the chair with one leg, and said, "Why don't you two look like a war, you are very polite." ”

Zhong Yi saw that this Ke Gongzi was really extraordinary, dignified but not vulgar, and posed at will, which was also better than others. He thought of the inexplicable delicious meals in the past two days, and the girls who could still meet by chance after the late night discussion, and thought of himself, and couldn't help but feel that there was a real gap.

The general continued: "Fighting a war is about strategy, relying on strength, and the discipline and law in the barracks are strict, how can everyone be as casual as you? ”

Gongzi Ke sneered and closed his eyes.

The general was even more angry when he saw it, and he hated iron for not being steel, but he didn't stick his eyes to Jian Yunyun's body.

When Zhong Yi sat down, Jian Yunzhen planted a small flag on a small valley on the map.

Another general immediately asked, "Is this the ice-breaking point that the general said earlier?"

Ke Gongzi's eyes opened with a "swish", and it was so black that it was shining.

Zhong Yi also asked, "When does the general plan to do it?" ”

Jian Yunyun replied short and heavy: "Wait." ”

By the time the generals were gone, the moon was too high to be close to people.

After Jian Yunzhen washed briefly, he called people to light the lamp, put on a coat alone, spread out the red leaves, and read the letter with his fingers.

It was not easy for Ye Zi to take it, when Xiang Ye took the package and brought it to others, he had already wrapped several layers inside and out, but he still couldn't keep it, and when it came to his hands, it was not very complete.

He gently rubbed the dried scraps with one hand, and pointed to the words that were not so clear with the other, but fortunately she was neatly written, and it was not so ugly after all. He was warm as he read, smiling at times. What Xiang Ye sent him was never the same as what he sent back.

As soon as he arrived at the border, his mind was much more relaxed, and the letters he sent back were always direct and warm, he didn't like to say how tired and bitter he was, and he wouldn't be miserable and coquettish to her, but simply told her that he missed her and missed home. It is not a brightly lit palace in the palace and thousands of people waiting, but his own small mansion outside the palace. It's not big, but he has already sown Qiuying's seeds and waited for the last to welcome the hostess in.

And the letters she sent to him were all different, she never said that she missed him, nor did she ask him how the war was. This should be different from what everyone thinks, they always think that they and Xiang Ye's letters are frequent, and they must talk a lot about the war, the situation in the capital, the family, and the country. In the eyes of others, they have always been warriors who walk side by side, and they have always worked hard for their families, countries and affairs all their lives. But it is very strange that he came to war, and although there were many problems, he was not as good as when he was a child, and he had to talk to her. The only thing that drags him down is missing, so he only talks about missing.

And Xiang Ye is the same, she no longer asks him as much as before, nor does she quietly play music for him when he first entered the battlefield, conveying her concern briefly and firmly. She just reads a book about what she does every day, and when the leaves turn yellow, the bird's voice is hoarse and unpleasant. From the iced watermelon in summer to the grape brewing in late autumn, from the dirty soil of the small pond to the clarity of the rain lake, there are hoarse birds on the top, there are fish with white eyes below, Aunt Li's cakes in the east, wontons in the stall at the west end, fried threads on the cuffs of yellow clothes, the newly embroidered leaves on the hood are bitten by white dogs, and the uncle's rice is piled on the ridges.

There are so many bits and pieces of life, he looked at the little poems she read on the red leaves, and he actually remembered them so clearly.

She didn't say that she missed, didn't return her heart, didn't ask him how the battle was, didn't ask when he was due, she didn't even ask: Are you safe, are you injured?

The things sent over are like her biography, which is interesting every day, and it is bland, and it is passed on thousands of miles away.

Jian Yunzhen also wondered at first, why she never asked, and she was not curious. Later, from her letters, he read about the fireworks in the world, read about the mountains and fields, read about the people in the wine lane, and read about the night moon, and one day he suddenly understood that there are some things that he doesn't have to ask, and some things that he doesn't have to write. After loving for some time, you naturally understand and understand, you don't have to follow the usual rhythm, and live your own life, faith and love, "faith" and "love", are never separated.

The little rabbit's cultivation was not enough, and he couldn't hear what Jian Yunzhen was saying in his heart at all.

Because it was Jian Yunyun, there was no way for Si Ming and Liuyue.

The two of them and one beast could only see that he was reading the letter in silence, but could not see through his skin, his dull expression, a glimpse of such a moving emotion and such a precious heart. At this point, the smeller who does not sigh.

The little rabbit had no choice but to look at the words on the red leaves, and used a small trick to make the water ripple bigger, and read it word by word, and the voice was glutinous: "Today's study, watch one person write, life is to consume love, happy to die." Deeply reasonable, drink two jars of wine, eat two plates of meat, tease ten thousand dogs, and revel in intoxication. ”

Si Ming rubbed the ears of the little rabbit, and now she was sitting next to Liuyue, she said, "Do you want to drink?" ”

Liuyue knocked her hand off and said coldly: "If you dare to feed it wine, I will burn all the chairs in your treasure bag." ”

Si Ming was very angry, snorted at him, sat away again, and said, "Why am I so wrong with you, this is humor, do you understand humor?" Hey, how can this Ye and Jian Yunyun be so opposed, they can connect anything, and they can be transferred over no matter what, and they are neither angry nor annoyed. I have seen the saying that man will conquer the sky. ”