With a kind of excitement, even a little nervousness, Zhang Yue followed Han Fu into the back courtyard from the side door, two young maidservants were waiting with lanterns, squatting and bending their knees to greet each other, leading Zhang Yue to the corner of the courtyard, where a few fruit trees that had lost their leaves covered a small vermilion building. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Yue looked up, the moon had just risen, and it was sprinkling cold silver glow on the side of the small building, and the night breeze at the end of October was already a little bleak, and he didn't change his clothes in a hurry, only wearing a middle coat and a purple official robe, and felt a trace of coolness at this time.

The two little maidservants walked up the stairs with brisk small steps, glancing backwards from time to time, their eyes shining with curiosity. The faint fragrance was blowing in the wind, Zhang Yue was full of thoughts, and then walked upstairs into the flower hall, the lights and candles flickered. Behind it is a large red lacquered lattice door with doors and windows connected together, and the orange light casts the shadow of the furniture on the window paper.

It can't be her boudoir, right? Zhang Yue's heart beat for a while, and gently pushed Zhu Men into the boudoir, and suddenly felt the orange halo of candlelight encompass him, like a jade face close in front of him, his eyes were like dawn smoke reflecting water, and the soft light of the light sandalwood lightly covered his teeth, and instantly charmed his heart, at this moment, it was like a hammer in his chest, his breath was out of order, and the hot blood in his brain sent out a call for a kiss......

What a beautiful painting! In the sound of emotion, Zhang Yue stepped forward slowly, raised his eyes to look at the scroll on the wall, the brushwork lines of the ink painting were smooth, but the thick painting and light smearing all looked a little freehand, the most eye-catching was the red lips and snow teeth, and a little green and gold-inlaid earrings under the soft earlobes.

"Do you know who the fairy is in the painting?"

A tactful and soft voice sounded behind him, Zhang Yue looked back, and saw Han Furong with her hands on her waist and her back leaning against the square grid Zhumen, the black beard swayed with the slightly crooked head of the mantis, the corners of the eyebrows and eyes carried the joy of reunion after a long absence, and the starry eyes were bright but revealing an inexplicable and complicated meaning. Sakura's lips and teeth are slightly blooming, and at first glance she looks like the woman in the painting, but the smile at the corner of her mouth is a little unpredictable and mysterious.

Of course, Zhang Yue couldn't guess it, but he still asked casually: "Is it your relatives at home?" ”

"It's not! If you fight this battle well, you may see her soon! Han Furong said with a smile.

Zhang Yue was surprised for a while, and asked in a lost voice, "Meng Chang's favorite concubine, Mrs. Hua Rui?" ”

"As soon as the slave said this, you guessed it, it was really planned for a long time, and there was no good intention, so it wouldn't be that he had been thinking about others for a long time, right?" The corners of Han Furong's mouth curled, she pursed her lips and glanced at Zhang Yue angrily, chuckling sideways to her slightly flushed face.

Answering too quickly, Zhang Yue stroked his forehead with a wry smile, only to feel that he couldn't justify, and replied with a smile: "A woman who has never met before, how is it possible, even if she really has the appearance of captivating the country and the city, it is impossible to compare it with this major event in the world." ”

"The slave had some friendship with her, so she gave her this painting. Speaking of which...... Guangshun three years we met in Tongguan, since then you have been operating the northwest border, logistics money and food, slave is also a lot of contributions, is still one of the major shareholders of Huihe Commercial Bank, is to witness you from a small army to now a hero, every midnight dreamback, slave always feel that there will be such a day, but if you get Shuzhong, can you treat Shu people well? Han Furong said with a somewhat complicated expression.

This topic also jumped too fast, Zhang Yue was stunned, and said with a smile: "Before the battle of Gaoping in the first year of Xiande, we met once in Yanzhou, and after that, our subordinates were in contact, and occasionally we only got a little thing related to you from between the lines, maybe...... You still don't know me! ”

"Who said that! Later, you became a general of the forbidden army, married a famous noblewoman, and then seized Qin Feng, Xingyuan Mansion, and went out of Zhenjingzhou, the slaves all know, but the slaves are just a woman, and they can only run the family business, not as happy as you! ”

Zhang Yue smiled, feeling that he couldn't find anything to say, and the two of them smiled and stared at each other a few steps, a little cold for a while.

"Look at me forgot! I'm going to invite you here at this time, and you haven't had dinner yet, right? Han Furong smiled to herself, turned around and pushed open the lattice door, called the maid to come in with a meal, and stepped forward to ask Zhang Yue to sit down.

Zhang Yue looked at the red candle flames jumping on the low table, and secretly sighed in his heart, I haven't seen it for five or six years, the water-like years can change many things, but it can also make many things precipitate, as mellow as wine.

Two maidservants walked in quickly with a tray, knelt in front of the case and placed a pair of cups, plates, wine cups, bamboo chopsticks and other tableware in front of Zhang Yue in the tray, and went to bring a few meals that exuded heat, two muddy and two vegetarian lamb's breasts, fried whitebait, etc., as well as a small bowl of soup cakes to accompany the meal, fruit milk in a wooden white porcelain pot produced in Yanzhou and Huining, and the wine is a pot of "Qushan Spring" produced in Quwu Mountain, Huining.

The aroma of the food was intoxicating, Zhang Yue's nose moved slightly, and she looked up at Han Furong, who was sitting opposite her with her hands on her abdomen, with a soft smile on her face, but there was no tableware in front of her, only a cup of tea. Men and women eat at different tables, which is required to be adhered to in wealthy families, but the meals of men other than those who serve their husbands are extraordinary.

Zhang Yue eats with his wife when he is at home, and sometimes goes to the concubine, which is a little unaccustomed to it, but it is not easy to say anything, pick up the bamboo chopsticks and accompany the soup cake to eat first, this appetizer is very good.

Zhang Yue took a small bite of food, his mind was racing, and he said cautiously: "When Han Fu came to invite just now, he called his master a lady, I don't know whether to feel sorry for you, or to say congratulations, or ......"

"Or what?" Han Furong asked, her eyes changing to the inexplicable meaning she had when she began to see it.

Zhang Yue simply shut up, buried her head in the chirp, and enjoyed the hospitality first, as for the rest, in fact, there is no need to say more, she is not a young lady who doesn't understand anything. What's more, her army is about to enter Shu, and this kind of combination is what she needs now, but she is a woman with a very independent personality, and she is a little unsure of her mind.

Put down the bamboo chopstick, the maid handed over the napkin in time, Zhang Yue wiped his hand and threw it into the tray, picked up the small cup of Sekou and took a sip, the cool taste of mint in his mouth, spit into another small basin, and the maid slowly retreated with the tray.

Seeing that Zhang Yue's gentle gaze suddenly became hot, Han Furong lowered her eyebrows, a faint flush appeared on her face, and said in a whisper: "You didn't answer my words!" ”

Zhang Yue sighed secretly in her heart, maybe she wanted to reminisce about the past, or maybe it was for her uncle Han Jixun who was stationed at Jianmen Pass, Xiande lost Qinzhou in the second year, and Han Jixun was almost beheaded, but in the end he was demoted to Guozhou Thorn History, and only last year was transferred to Jianzhou Thorn History and Jianmen Defense Envoy. Due to the outbreak of war, Chengdu transferred Zhao Chongtao as the capital eunuch, and Zhang Jianxiong had invaded Mianzhou in the south of Jianzhou, and had contained Li Tingqi earlier.

If it were another woman, Zhang Yue could talk sweetly on different occasions, but at this moment, he didn't want to say anything, just looked at her quietly. Because this is too complicated, once the relationship between men and women is stained with too many other things, it is empty and boring no matter how you say it, even if it is the feeling of each other, this love accounts for a large proportion.

What's more, she is a sensitive woman, very self-esteem, and very proud, if she was willing to be small, I am afraid that she would have entered Zhang Yue's back house long ago.