Chapter Seventy-Five: Distinguished Guest?
The bell, the iron plate fell, but Han Qi didn't care about picking it up, grabbed Han Rui with his big hand, and asked in surprise, "The general has really been here?" ”
"That's right, I don't believe you asked Brother Eighteen." Han Rui said, only to feel a pain in his wrist, and he couldn't help but struggle.
"Aye, he didn't lie to you, it's true." Han Zhuang smiled happily: "There is a man named Chang Hai, who said that it was the robe that you lived in the same room back then......"
"Big fat intestine, that should be right." Han Qi couldn't control the excitement in his heart, let go of his palm, took steps in front of the house, walked around twice, and walked outside.
Rubbing his sore wrists, Han Rui asked confusedly, "Uncle Qi, where are you going?" ”
"Let's see if they're gone." Han Qi replied, striding meteor.
"It's late, Uncle Qi, they've been gone for half an hour." Han Rui hurriedly said: "I left by boat, at this time, I am afraid that he has already left the boundary of Yangzhou." ”
Han Qi turned a deaf ear, continued to walk forward, trotted slowly, and soon came to the ferry in front of the village, and watched carefully, the river was sparkling, the reeds were swaying, and there was no boat passing by in the field of vision, let alone Li Jing and the others.
"Ayer." Han Zhuang, who followed closely, whispered softly.
After a long time, Han Qi sighed and said softly, "It's okay, let's go back." ”
The three of them returned to the village, but the atmosphere was a little dull, and after hesitating, Han Rui said: "Uncle Qi, when General Li asked you to be free just now, go to the capital to find him to catch up." ”
The footsteps stopped slightly, Han Qi was silent, and continued to walk forward, Han Zhuang seemed to have something to say, hesitated, and followed silently.
After a while, when he returned to the village, he saw that Han Qi's father and son had no interest in talking, and Han Rui also retreated and left.
In the courtyard of the fence, Han Qi sat on his knees safely, his eyes wandering, his mind in a trance, as if he was thinking about something, while Han Zhuang was cleaning up the cups and bowls next to him, wiping the table, while recounting what had just happened.
At the end, Han Zhuang was nervous and said, "Aya, I want to ......"
"Nope." Han Qi flatly refused, stood up, didn't look back, and went straight back to the house.
Han Zhuang sighed softly, his face full of disappointment.
"What, Pharmacist Li."
At this time, hearing Han Rui's excited narration, Han Hui also exclaimed.
"Yes, I really didn't expect to be able to see him in Yangzhou, I originally planned to make a special trip to Chang'......an when I was free in the future," Han Rui gushed endlessly, as if to vent the excitement in his heart.
However, as for Han Rui's words about planning for the future, Han Hui seemed to be deaf to it, absent-minded, his eyes staring ahead, but his pupils did not have the slightest focus, and he looked like he didn't belong to his thoughts.
Half a ring, no movement was heard, Han Rui looked back, and found that Han Hui's expression was different from usual, and he felt strange in his heart, and couldn't help asking, "Uncle Hui, what's wrong?" ”
After repeatedly urging him, Han Hui came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Yes, I didn't expect Qilang to be Li Xianggong's subordinate." ”
Han Rui didn't take it to heart when it was a small abnormality, and also echoed: "That's right, I haven't seen Seventh Uncle mention it before." ”
"Marching and fighting, not on paper, must be very tragic, Shichiro is reluctant to mention it, which is understandable." Han Hui sighed lightly and said: "The smoke of gunpowder is filled, the blood is flowing like a river, and the people are displaced, just like humans and animals, it can be described as hell on earth, which is beyond what Lang Jun can imagine." ”
"Hmm." Han Rui nodded obediently, he would rather be a peaceful dog than a troubled world, that is a famous saying that has been passed down through the ages.
Moreover, secretly pinching his little arms and legs, Han Rui fully believed that with his current physique, in the troubled times, he would only have the share of mermaid meat.
Fortunately, God blessed him, and thanked the gods and Buddhas all over the world, and found that Han Rui's expression was wrong, as if he remembered some sad past, Han Rui hurriedly changed the topic, and said to himself: "I don't know what General Li came to the south for, I haven't heard of any changes in the vicinity." ”
Haha, Han Hui was amused, and chuckled: "Lang Jun, Jiangnan Chengping has been peaceful for a long time, and there are military guards from the governor's mansion to guard it, what kind of chaos can happen, and he said that he has a comfortable life, whoever wants to rebel, who will rebel." ”
"Then why did he come?" Han Rui said with a smile: "General Li is a heavy general in the army, could he come to Jiangnan for no reason?" ”
"Of course not." Han Hui explained with a smile: "He was ordered by the Son of Heaven to go to Jiangnan West Road to observe the people's feelings, and now he should be returning to Yangzhou and passing through Yangzhou, but he didn't think about it, but he came to visit Qilang, which is really worthy of her ......."
The last half of the sentence was extremely slight, Han Rui naturally didn't hear it, laughed, and said: "I see, Uncle Hao also knows that I don't know much about the imperial decrees......
It's not that I don't understand, but I don't pay attention to it at all, in fact, this is the true reflection of a small rural landlord, not to mention the will of the Son of Heaven, the imperial decree, and the notice of the official government, and rarely pay attention to it, unless the matter is related to it, like Han Hui, who often pays close attention to current affairs and decrees, but it is an abnormal performance.
Smiling, Han Hui suddenly said, "Lang Jun, these days, there may be a distinguished guest at home to visit, ...... Perhaps, I ...... Forget it, let's talk about it. ”
What, swallowing and spitting, saying half and half, obviously trying to arouse the curiosity of others, Han Rui muttered in his heart, secretly complaining about hanging people's taste, selling Guan Zi and pinching it.
Han Rui's expression betrayed his mind, Han Rui noticed it, a little apologetic, and said softly: "Lang Jun, things can't be explained clearly for a while, anyway...... It was a long time ago, as long as Lang Jun knew that I had promised Jiu Lang, he would definitely not leave the Han family for half a step. ”
Solemnly saluted, Han Hui stepped out, turned around, smiled kindly, said goodnight, and quietly closed the door.
Han Rui was slightly stunned, stretched out his hand and opened his mouth to scream, thinking about it, he lowered his arm again, and whispered in his mouth: "Really, I haven't eaten dinner yet, so let people rest, how can I stay up." ”
Li Jing's visit did not leave the slightest trace in the hearts of the Han villagers, after all, when the group came, the first thing they encountered was Han Rui, and the other villagers did not know the identity of the visitors at all, Han Qi's father and son were not people who liked to show off, of course they would not make a big deal about it, and Han Rui, there were not many people in the village who could communicate with him, so naturally they would not go out to shout if they had nothing to do, and they were just happy in their hearts.
The wind and waves in the village are calm, and the people work hard, in a cheerful mood, to prepare for the autumn harvest, and it is also during this time, the young people who went out to serve have also returned, and it has brought several liveliness to the quiet countryside.
In the early morning, the morning sun has not risen, the sky has been glowing with white light, the rooster can not bear it, in order to show the world the value of its existence, raised the bright red cockscomb, oh oh neigh, the hard-working villagers heard the sound and got up, the sound of pots and pans colliding, intersecting to form a moving melody.
Outside the village, a gorgeous incense cart entered the village leisurely, attracting the attention of the villagers, until the carriage stopped in front of the sect chief Han Rui's house, everyone's interest suddenly faded by three points, and they dispersed one after another, busy with their own affairs
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