Shen Qingzhi, the god of war of the Southern Song Dynasty.

In the past few days, Chu Yu has also heard some rumors about this Shen Qingzhi.

He is the patron saint of the Southern Dynasty, because of him, the father of Princess Sanyin became the emperor, and with Liu Ziye's throne, he is very good at fighting, and he wins almost every battle, although he is over eighty years old, but his spirit has not diminished back then.

These are all gossips that Chu Yu heard, and now she can be regarded as truly seeing Shen Qingzhi's heroism. At that glance, she was almost unable to resist being suppressed, it was the momentum honed by the soldiers on the battlefield for a long time, and it was difficult for people with similar experiences to match him.

At least Chu Yu had never seen such a person in his previous life and present life.

Shen Guangzuo, the repeated villain who first went out from Chu Yu's mansion, and Shen Shenzhi, who was recently accepted, are both distant relatives of Shen Qingzhi, but unfortunately they are kinship that can't be beaten by eight poles, otherwise she can use it to win over or something.

Shen Qingzhi and the team led by the young officer walked to the end of the street, and the back was finally out of sight, Chu Yucai retracted his gaze, and remembered the curfew that the young officer said: "I just heard about the curfew recently, what's going on?" ”

Curfew, which means a ban on going out for a certain period of time at night, is usually used in conjunction with martial law, which is a vigilance program that is implemented during special times or situations.

Yue Jiefei bowed slightly and said: "A few days ago, the princess was assassinated, I have informed the government, ordered them to investigate strictly, martial law at night, and recently someone in the city was killed for no reason, so there are officers and soldiers patrolling around. ”

Only then did Chu Yu know that the reason for the curfew was on him, and after thinking about it, he didn't object, after all, martial law at night does not have a great impact on the lives of ordinary people, and the lights are blind at night, everyone is honestly lying in bed and making children, and no one has the leisure to run around.

Chu Yu himself has been returning home before evening these days, and he didn't know that there was a curfew until today.

"How long will this curfew last?" Chu Yu recalled Wang Yizhi's slow, lazy and lazy walking posture, and couldn't help but imitate it according to his memory, but after walking a few steps, he found that he was not wearing his kind of clogs on his feet, and he was very lacking in foot feeling, so he returned to his normal posture.

Yue Jiefei looked at Chu Yu's feet strangely, and said, "The subordinates don't know very well, now this is already a matter of the government, according to the past practice, it will take about another half a month." ”

"Oh, come with me, I haven't walked like this in a long time."

When the two returned to the princess's mansion, the night was as dark as ink, except for the guards who patrolled the night, most of them had already fallen asleep, and there was silence around them. Chu Yu slowly walked towards his living room, and walked to the junction of the East and West Upper Pavilions, but saw a figure.

Huan Yuan is still dressed in the same Eguan Bo belt, standing alone at the door of the Xishang Pavilion, his posture seems to be a little lonely, he is holding a lantern in his hand, the dim light shines through the tissue paper, shining on his handsome face, half of it reflects the shallow light, and the other half is buried in the shadows.

There was worry between his eyebrows, and his expression seemed to be confused, but more of them were buried by the night, and Chu Yu couldn't see clearly.

Chu Yu walked all the way to Huan Yuan's side, and when he saw that he still didn't react, he suddenly realized that he was in a daze, and couldn't help but smile and pat him: "Why don't you sleep yet?" ”

She didn't shoot it, but after a beat, Huan Yuan's reaction was extremely fierce in an instant, he turned sideways suddenly, waved his hand away from Chu Yu's hand, and after taking a step back, he saw clearly that it was Chu Yu, and his expression turned stunned.

Chu Yu shook his wrist casually, the back of his hand was hot and painful, and it was estimated that it was already red. She tried not to show it on her face, only looked at Huan Yuan and smiled: "Why don't you sleep so late?" "At this time, although it is only ten o'clock in the evening in modern times, which is still very early for many night owls, but in ancient times, the standard sleeping time has passed, after all, the ancients did not have so many nocturnal activities.

She asked casually, but after asking, she saw Huan Yuan's confused expression, and after a while, she lowered her eyes and said lightly: "I was a little tired from dealing with affairs today, so I walked around, and I happened to meet the princess, why did the princess come back so late?" ”

Chu Yu smiled, and said that he had forgotten the time with his new friend, but he didn't say what kind of friend he was.

After a day of rest, and walked back to the princess's mansion on foot, the tiredness in Chu Yu's body gradually returned, she yawned, and patted Huan Yuan's arm casually: "You should also rest early, falling asleep too late is not good for your body." Huan Yuan's height is much taller than her, and it is very uncomfortable to pat his shoulder, so Chu Yu patted his arm instead.

The night in early summer is not cold, and you won't get cold when you stand up, but you are a big living person, and it is still very attractive to mosquitoes here.

The girl in men's clothes walked slowly into the Dongshang Pavilion, but Huan Yuan stood in place, his mind fluttering, just like the lantern he was carrying, which was bright and dark.

The night breeze is light and warm, but the night is slightly cold.

After being stunned for a while, Huan Yuan turned around and walked towards the West Pavilion. He wondered in his heart: why did he have to stand so much?

The seven tricks seem to be blocked, and I can't figure it out.

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When he woke up the next day, Chu Yu gave himself a day off and asked Youlan to bring a message to Rong Zhi, saying that he had lost the sachet and asked him to prepare a few more.

Sending away the young blue, so that people don't bother again, Chu Yu rolled comfortably on the bed, and shrank into the quilt again, ready to sleep sweetly.

I don't know how long I slept, the sky outside the house was already bright, and it was almost noon, so Chu Yu got up lazily again, washed and dressed, and waited for lunch.

Along with the lunch, it was a gift, placed in a beautiful brocade box, and attached to a text message, the handwriting of dragons and phoenixes dancing, and the elegance was horizontal: "Bo Li is offered, Brother Zichu smiles." ”

The payment is the king's will.

Chu Yu opened it curiously, but saw that in the brocade box, a pair of black and purple clogs were placed upright, with a smooth and round color.

During the conversation yesterday, Chu Yu occasionally asked which craftsman made Wang Yizhi's rosewood slippers, and then forgot about it, but Wang Yizhi still remembered.

Chu Yu took off his shoes and socks and put his feet into the clogs, the curvature of the soles fit very well, and the cold and moist touch slowly penetrated from the soles of his feet.