It took a lot of effort for the people and others, together with the Qianniuwei outside, to bring the fire under control. By the time the last open flame was extinguished, it was already late at night.

The sparks that could be seen everywhere on the hillside, and the flames that had been rekindled, flickered and flickered in the dark night. Shine with the stars in the sky. It's a different flavor.

The night breeze blows, bringing a hint of coolness. The soldiers, who had been busy all afternoon, dragged their tired bodies and lay on the grass at will, laughing and laughing at the embarrassed image of everyone who was fighting the fire. After laughing and laughing for a while, the overworked soldier sat down under the tree, leaned against the tree and fell asleep.

The night wind blew, and with the coolness of Xi Xi, the sleeping soldiers turned over. With the scabbard on his pillow, he still fell asleep.

"The soldiers are tired!" Wu Ningyuan stood up and glanced at the Qianniuwei who were still on the mountain, extinguishing the fire. He sighed and said, "How nice it would be if it could rain!" ”

As if to verify Wu Ningyuan's words, in the second half of the night, the starry night sky was covered with a thick layer of clouds.

As the clouds grew thicker and thicker, the whole world suddenly became pitch black.

The whirring mountain wind blew, and the ashes that covered the mountains and fields flew with the wind. Charming eyes.

After a while, there was a slight thunder in the sky. Then, I saw raindrops falling in the night sky. The raindrops began to sound three or two at first, and gradually intensified at the end.

In the end, it became a misty water curtain and fell from the sky.

The sound of rustling rain, like the sound of spring silkworms devouring mulberry leaves, is soft and full of life.

The cool breeze blew, carrying a moist rain and mist, and fell on the hillside. Among the trees on the hillside, a few flickering wildfires gradually disappeared.

The whole valley was completely overwhelmed by night.

The soldiers had already woken up, and at this time, they were hiding under the trees in groups, enjoying the cool rain and mist, stretching out their fingers to the falling drizzle, and whispering about this year's harvest at home.

The military system of the Great Zhou Dynasty still follows the military system of the Tang Dynasty. When there was no fighting, the soldiers were disarmed and returned to the fields to help their families with their farming. Therefore, these soldiers from the countryside, seeing this gratifying spring rain, thought of their father who was plowing the fields at home, sighed and sighed, and they were also glad to have a good harvest this year.

"This rain, although it came a little late." Wu Ningyuan, who was dressed in a robe, stood under a tree with Lu Heng, looked at the rain and mist in the distance, and said with a smile: "But, it still came in time." Otherwise, if it doesn't rain again, Henan Province is afraid that it will suffer again! ”

Because it was late at night, and the rain and fog were heavy, when the cool breeze blew, the bursts of coolness made people sober up. Lu Heng tightened the clothes on his body, took a deep breath, looked at the misty rain and fog under the night sky, nodded and said, "Heh, good rain knows the season, when spring happens." Take the current situation, if it weren't for this rain, I'm afraid this fire wouldn't have been extinguished for half a day! ”

Wu Ningyuan listened to the scholar's poems recited at will, and after reading them again, he joked: "Sour! Really sour. You readers...... It's so sour! ”

Hearing this, Lu Heng laughed, thinking about it, he had been here for so long, and he couldn't avoid getting into some habits. Therefore, listening to Wu Ningyuan teasing himself, Lu Heng did not refute. After thinking about it, he nodded and said with a smile: "Heh, it's a little sour!" ”

"But ......" Seeing that Lu Heng still had a smile on his face, Wu Ningyuan turned his head, smiled slightly, took a deep breath, and said with a faint smile: "However, it's a good poem!" ”

"Oh!" Seeing that Wu Ningyuan seemed to be taking the initiative to talk about poetry for the first time, Lu Heng looked at Wu Ningyuan with amusement and quipped: "The prince also understands poetry?" ”

Hearing this, Wu Ningyuan couldn't help but roll his eyes, such a childish appearance made Lu Heng shake his head with a smile.

After finding a clean stone and sitting down, Wu Ningyuan kneaded his sore leg and stomach while beating his leg, and said with a smile: "Actually, when this king was a child, he also wanted to be a poet. Every time I travel in the mountains and rivers, I chant poems. Leave a name for the ages. Not bad! ”

"Then what about later, why don't you learn it?" Lu Heng sat down from the side, leaned against the tree, looked at the misty rain and mist, and asked with a smile.

"Later, the emperor said to me: Ning Yuan, among your brothers, there are many people with outstanding literary talents. You say that you have beautiful bones and are a genius in martial arts, so why don't you start from your own advantages and practice martial arts? Wu Ningyuan remembered the past, with a funny look on his face, and said with a faint look: "The emperor said that you will learn literature in the future." If someone bullies you and bullies your imperial brother, how can you, a weak scholar, protect them and protect Da Zhou? ”

"Then, you will abandon literature and martial arts?" Lu Heng vaguely guessed something, and the look in his eyes flickered slightly. However, he quickly regained his composure and asked with a smile.

"Yes, I was a child of six or seven years old, and I could resist the temptation of the emperor! So, I learned martial arts! When Wu Ningyuan said this, he sighed faintly and said, "Later, I found out." The Great Zhou rules the world with literature! He practiced martial arts and became a majestic general. It means goodbye to that position forever! Emperor, heh......"

The rain and fog rustled down, and the continuous black mountains, like the danqing like splashing ink, looked particularly vicissitudes in this deep night. The wind blows, and the mist fills with the wind, brushing the cheeks, which is cool and silky, making people extremely sober.

"Do you hate him?" Lu Heng leaned against the tree, and after thinking about it, he asked lightly.

"Hate?" Wu Ningyuan seemed to be surprised that Lu Heng had this question. In this era, the king called the minister to die, and the minister had to die. How dare you talk about hating the emperor. However, when I think about it carefully in my heart, thinking of the ups and downs of so many years, it seems that I really feel a little depressed in my heart.

This is probably the hatred that the scholar said!

Turning his head and seeing that the scholar seemed to be a little sleepy, Wu Ningyuan turned around, took a pair of armor from the burden on the side, and handed it to Lu Heng.

Lu Heng smiled, took the cold armor, and put it on his body.

"Actually, I can't say hate!" Wu Ning moved back, leaned against the scholar, and said with a wry smile: "A few years ago, there must have been some complaints!" However, after thinking about it, I also felt that it was too much to be angry with myself! ”

"Oh?" Lu Heng yawned, turned his head, looked at Wu Ningyuan, and asked with a smile, "Are you enlightened?" ”

"Enlightenment?" When Wu Ningyuan heard this word, he couldn't help but be stunned. Then he figured it out, laughed, nodded and said, "It's considered enlightenment!" ”

"There are things that always need to be done." Wu Ningyuan sighed leisurely, his expression indifferent.

"Actually, you're not bad now!" Lu Heng said with a smile.

"Hehe, you're right, it's good now. Da Zhou God of War, heh! World-renowned! When he remembered his great achievements, the old man showed a hint of shyness, lowered his head and shook his head funny.

"It's really famous all over the world!" Lu Heng's expression was faint, and he said affirmatively: "Thousands of years later, your name is still circulating in the history books. Even, more than the pen and ink of those literati and ink writers! ”

Think about the once glorious China in later generations, the martial spirit that only exists in history under several wars and several oppressions, as well as people's deep nostalgia for famous generals.

Ay!

Lu Heng glanced at Wu Ningyuan, and said with certainty in his heart: It will definitely be!

"This is the first time the old man has heard you praise someone seriously!" Wu Ningyuan looked at Lu Heng with a smile, and after looking at it like this, seeing that the scholar had a faint expression, he leaned against the tree and said leisurely: "I hope that your kid is sincere!" ”

Lu Heng smiled noncommittally.

As the night deepened, the rain became heavier and heavier. Except for the patrol guard, the rest of the soldiers fell asleep. In the silence of the night, the mountains are solemn and misty and rainy. The rain and mist like smoke swept through the solemn mountains and quietly condensed into this hot land.

"Looking at the smoke and rain, does it look like Jiang Ning?" Wu Ningyuan was also a little sleepy, and after yawning, he pointed to the misty drizzle. He said lightly.

"Well, like!" Lu Heng rubbed his sour eyes, nodded and said with a smile: "It's just that the rain in Jiangning is a little more soft and delicate than here." However, compared to the rain here, Jiangning has less vicissitudes and heaviness! ”

"That's right!" Wu Ningyuan tightened the clothes on his body, and Suo surnamed Suo lay down, with a thin sheepskin on his back, and asked like a dream: "I heard that you built a cemetery for fallen soldiers in Jiangning?" ”

"Hmm!" Lu Heng's words were also like a dream: "There are the bones of five hundred and thirteen Great Zhou soldiers buried there, and below them are more than a thousand Dongying people to accompany the burial!" ”

"It's all Da Zhou's blood surname men!" Wu Ningyuan nodded, his eyes already blurred.

"I heard that your kid still wrote an epitaph on that tombstone?"

"Huh. Nonsense! Lu Heng yawned and said with a smile.

"Is it written blindly, the old man understands!" Wu Ningyuan said leisurely. After sighing faintly, it seemed that he had thought of something interesting, and the old man couldn't help laughing: "It seems that some time ago, His Majesty ordered that the cemetery be renovated, and the royal pen personally inscribed the Fengyun Pavilion, taking the meaning of heroes in the world." And in the form of a holy decree, it was announced to the world, and there was the holy place of the fallen soldiers of the Great Zhou. No one is allowed to blaspheme! ”

"Nice name!" When Lu Heng heard this, he nodded and smiled. Thinking in my heart, maybe in the near future. Then Fengyun Pavilion will become a place where the literati and writers of the Great Zhou Dynasty flock to erect monuments and write books, and circulate history.

"Please, one thing!" After Wu Ningyuan was silent for a moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Lu Hengdao.

"Tell me about it!" Lu Heng didn't agree immediately, and after thinking about it, he said lightly.

"After a hundred years, you will bury the old man's bones there, okay?" Wu Ning looked at Lu Heng with burning eyes, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

…… There was a long silence.

"Good!"

(To be continued)