Qingfeng Temple is not a big place, and he shares a room with Liu Songqing, a cabinet scholar.

Liu Songqing is a champion from the background, proficient in poetry and songs, and he is also a talented man, and he is very popular in the court.

He originally thought that he had nothing to say to a military general like Zhan Mijiang, but he didn't expect that as soon as the two communicated, they found that the other party had the same hobbies as him, and they both liked to spoil their own wives.

After going back and forth, the two who communicated a lot made friends, discussed how to spoil Mrs. together, and had a very happy conversation.

At this time, it was pouring rain outside the house, and Liu Songqing's whole person was like an ant on a hot pot and kept spinning in the room, and after a while, the guard he brought pushed the door in and said something to him, and Liu Songqing, who had been spinning, breathed a sigh of relief and put his mind at ease.

Zhan Mijiang looked at him funny: "What happened?" ”

Hearing him ask, Liu Songqing's face showed a little unnatural embarrassment.

"It's not a big deal," he was a little helpless, but there was a little annoyance in his voice: "My wife has no other hobbies, she likes to watch the rain." It's just that she can watch the rain in the summer, but these two days are not cold in spring, and I am afraid that she will only care about the rain and not remember to close the window, so I sent someone back to the house to take a look. ”

Zhan Mijiang thought about it, her own family didn't have the habit of watching the rain, because she was afraid of the cold, so her windows were closed firmly in the rain and snow, but there was nothing to advise.

Liu Songqing is also a talker, and the two chatted for a while before they were ready to sleep.

At this moment, a strong wind rose outside the house, and the window was blown open.

The rain drifted in from the window, and Liu Songqing immediately went over to close the window.

After closing the window, he smiled: "Fortunately, the beds of the two of us are not next to the window, otherwise the rain will come in and wet the bedding, so I don't want to sleep tonight." ”

Seeing that Zhan Mijiang was a little unimpressed, Liu Songqing, a native of Beijing, continued: "Your Royal Highness Xunwang, don't underestimate this spring rain, they all say that the spring is cold and the spring is cold, not to mention sleeping in the damp bedding, even if there is too much moisture in this house, people will get sick if they stay for a long time." Therefore, this window must be closed, otherwise the spring rain will blow in, and the house will be damp for a few days, but there will be no one to live in. ”

Zhan Mijiang thought thoughtfully: "What Lord Liu means is that if you forget to close the window, there will be no one in the house for a few days?" ”

Liu Songqing thought that his words touched him, and immediately nodded when he heard him say this: "That's not it?" ”

Zhan Mijiang didn't know what he thought, and the corners of his lips hooked: "Thank you." ”

Liu Songqing didn't care.

The two stopped, and there was still lightning and thunder outside the window.

After Liu Songqing heard the sound of even breathing, Zhan Mijiang, who seemed to be asleep, opened his eyes.

He sat up, first looked at Liu Songqing on the other bed, and saw that he was still sleeping deeply, so Zhan Mijiang quietly got dressed, and then quietly walked out.

Outside the door, it was pouring rain, and it was even heavier than when I first went to sleep.

There was a lily robe at the door, and Zhan Mijiang came to the backyard after putting on the lily clothes.

Several horses in the horse house were grazing quietly, and Zhan Mijiang pulled out one of the most robust.

The horses in Kiyomizu Temple were all tamed, and they didn't say a word, allowing Zhan Mijiang to turn over and get on the horse.

He gently pinched the horse's belly, and one man and one horse left from Kiyomizu Temple silently.