When it comes to Ladong, the cold plum and snow outside the window are dotted with branches.

Fu Rin calmly waved his brush to paint in front of the window, and it was the dark plum and snow outside the window that he painted.

He took a closer look at his paintings, and felt that some charm was missing.

He had to put down the pen in his hand, intending to take a closer look at how this plum should be drawn.

Just as Fu Rin put down his pen, a cold wind suddenly blew through the window, bringing in a few plum blossoms and falling silently.

Fu Rin glanced at it lightly, then looked at the figure that appeared in the center of his study, and said,

"Fangzheng, it's embarrassing for you to rush around on such a cold day."

As he spoke, Fu Rin glanced at Hanmei outside the window, then picked up the pen and was about to continue painting.

"The subordinates do things for the general, and they don't feel hard."

The man named Fang Zheng clenched his fists and knelt down in the center of the study.

"Returning to the general, Yin Hou's matter has been confirmed, and he has indeed defected to Beizhao and become a guest of Beizhao."

The movement in Fu Rin's hand paused, and a puddle of ink stains blurred, and a large piece of paper was pasted.

His brow furrowed slightly, his voice indifferent.

"It's a pity."

Fang Zheng was stunned, and he didn't know whether Fu Rin's "it's a pity" meant Yin Hou or the painting that was accidentally destroyed.

"Yin Hou has followed me for many years, and I really didn't expect him to have such a mind."

Fu Rin's eyes were full of turmoil, and he didn't know what kind of emotions they contained, which was elusive.

"There were a lot of things that Yin Hou taught me before, but I didn't expect him to betray Dawan in the end."

When Fu Rin said this, he couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"The general has always valued love and righteousness, but it is Yin Hou who is unkind."

Fang Zheng replied respectfully.

People who have been in the Twelve Generals for a long time know that Fu Rin used to be brothers and sisters with Yin Hou, and I don't know when it started, but the two of them gradually became estranged, and now there is such an ending, which is really embarrassing.

"Since he has already defected to Beizhao, there is no need to continue to treat him as his own."

Fu Rin frowned and looked at the painting in his hand for a long time, and always felt that this painting could not be saved.

"For people like him, staying in Beizhao will be a very big threat, as I said before. The internal tokens were all replaced, and all of Yin Hou's privileges were canceled. ”

"Yes, my subordinates understand."

Fang Zheng bowed his head, and then continued.

"There is one more thing I want to tell the general."

"Recently, there has been movement in Luoli Mountain."

Fu Rin completely stopped the movement of his hand, looked up at his subordinates, and asked rhetorically with a hint of uncertainty.

"You just said that Zhao Yongji of Luoli Mountain has moved?"

"Yes, a while ago, a spy reported that Zhao Yufeng went to Luoli Mountain, and it seems that he intended to meet."

"Huh."

Fu Rin sneered,

"I'll just say when Zhao Yufeng had such a big relationship with Beizhao, it turned out that he was going to Zhao Yongji. It has been a while since Zhao Yongji was exiled to Luoli Mountain, and now that the first emperor has passed away, he is afraid that he has long been impatient to come back and finish the fight. ”

Fang Zheng bowed his head, naturally felt that what Fu Rin said made sense, and continued,

"I'm afraid that Zhao Yufeng is thinking about this matter, now that the power of the royal family in the capital is slowly transferring out of their family, I'm afraid the people on their side can't sit still."

At this time, Zhao Yongji, who was outside the customs, was the most justifiable..... General, what steps should we take in such a situation? ”

Fu Rin seemed to be calm and relaxed, seeing through everything, but he didn't seem to plan to make any moves.

"It will take a while for Luoli Mountain to become a climate, and if we make a move at this time, it will be easy to attract the attention of people in the capital."

"Yes."

Fu Rin's decisions were all based on his own considerations, and he didn't dare to question anything.

"Come and see this picture."

Just as Fang Zheng was kneeling in front of Fu Rin at a loss, Fu Rin beckoned to him.

He didn't dare to hesitate, and slowly came to Fu Rin's side, only to see Fu Rin raise his finger and point to the painting in front of him, and asked Fang Zhengdao,

"I drew a picture of Lamei outside today, but no matter how I look at it, I have something. Let's see, what's missing? ”

Fang Zheng was stunned, Fu Rin's words really stumped him, he was not good at painting at all, Fu Rin's question was completely asking a layman.

Fang Zheng scratched his head and said with some embarrassment,

"The general is really difficult for his subordinates, his subordinates are just rough people who practice martial arts, and they don't know how to paint or anything."

"Hmm, I just want you to see what the real Lamei is."

Fu Rin didn't care about Fang's embarrassed face, as if he wanted him to say something here.

"It's like the real Lamei..... What to say....."

Fang Zheng stood next to the painting and looked at it for a long time, and then he squeezed out a sentence,

"If you really want to say that there is something different, it is that this plum does not have the momentum of really arrogant frost and snow, and the plum painted by the general is a little softer, and it looks like it is in the spring season."

Fu Rin nodded, looked at his painting again, and then crumpled it into a ball and threw it aside in the pile of waste paper without saying a word.

"This plum painting is not good, because I have not seen the hardships in the frost, and people are the same."

What Fu Rin said was quite meaningful, and Fang Zheng knew that Fu Rin's words meant something.

"What the general said is that it's time to see the cold storm and snow..... Is the general still going to the martial arts training ground today? ”

Fang Zheng's voice flickered, and then he asked.

But Fu Rin picked up the things on his desktop, raised his hand and waved it, and just replied lightly,

"If you don't go today, you have to accompany your wife and children today, and the matter of the martial arts training field will be handed over to you."

Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, but he still clasped his fists again and saluted Fu Rin,

"Yes."

After Fu Rin finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves behind his back and went out with steady steps.

.....

In the Shen Lian Pavilion, Xia Chutao only yawned again and again at the bronze mirror in front of him.

She didn't understand why Fu Rin had to tell herself to get up so early when it was the best time to sleep in the freezing season.

Thinking about it, Xia Chutao couldn't help but complain to Bizhu behind her,

"Why isn't it snowing today? If it continues to snow, the general will not insist on taking me to any Putuo Temple.... What Raushzi Putuo Temple, I want to sleep. ”

Xia Chu Taodu still remembered her last tragic encounter in Putuo Temple, she didn't understand why Fu Rin wanted to take her to this place again, wanting to revisit her hometown, so that she was deeply impressed by how miserable she was before?

In the end, it wasn't long before Xia Chutao woke up, but the words that came out of his brain were directly frightened and the face of Bizhu, who was combing Xia Chutao's hair in a bun behind him, changed, and he was busy with Xia Chutao.

"Shhh The gods of Putuo Temple are the most effective, don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, what if you anger the gods of all roads? ”

"Come on...."

Xia Chumo pouted and muttered nonchalantly, she is an atheist after all, but it's hard to say this because she has entered the game.

"As for whether it snows or not, this God's maid can't figure it out...... The general also said before that Xiao Niang has been a lot lazy since she became pregnant, and the general probably wants to take Xiao Niang out for a walk. ”

Saying that, Bizhu glanced at the beautiful scene outside the window with some excitement when the snow first stopped, and just a glance would make people feel much better.

"How beautiful do you see this view? The back mountain of Putuo Temple is also famous for its good looks, why not take this opportunity to go out with the general. ”

Xia Chutao looked at the scenery outside blankly, and after looking at it for a long time, she felt that it was indeed a little pleasing to the eye, and nodded.

"You have a point, I've been stuck here for too long."

"What Xiao Niang said is that if Xiao Niang goes out with the general today, it will be to draw a distant mountain Dai for Xiao Niang, right? Looks tender too? ”

Bizhu said as she began to rummage through the wooden drawer next to her for eyebrow pencils.

"I'm casual .... Anyway, you look good no matter how you make. ”

Xia Chutao is still lazy, as if she can't slow down, Xia Chutao feels that after she is pregnant, such signs are very obvious, she is groggy all day long, and she can't wake up no matter what.

Xia Chutao sat in front of the bronze mirror and was still drowsy, and couldn't open her eyes, but she felt that Bizhu's thrush technique was not quite the same today.

"Bizhu, aren't you painting Yuanshan Dai? Why do I find this weird? ”

Xia Chutao had just finished asking, and she felt that the movement on her eyebrows had stopped. Then she heard a very deep, magnetic, and slightly suspicious voice ringing in her ears.

"Huh? Really? How do I think that's how I drew it? ”

This voice that did not belong to Bizhu startled Xia Chutao to open her eyes, and then she saw Fu Rin, who brought her face to her face and smiled like a spring breeze.

"Fu Rin....."

Fu Rin in the bronze mirror had starry eyebrows, and his eyes were even more tender like water, and the two met in the mirror. Xia Chutao didn't know why, just glanced at it, and her heartbeat was inexplicably faster.

"Do my eyebrows look good?"

Xia Chutao heard Fu Rin ask with a smile, and at that moment, Xia Chutao admitted that his heart was skipping a beat.

"What kind of fairy picture is this.... Screenshot, screenshot. ”

"The general actually knows thrush? Is it so sultry? ”

"Sprinkle sugar, sprinkle sugar, I really love this couple."

"Fu Rin's appearance is really amazing....."

"Little Peach isn't bad, right?"

The fans of the barrage shouted together, but it could be regarded as calling out the girl's thoughts in the peach heart at the beginning of summer, and they couldn't help but have two blush flying out of their faces.