At noon on this day, the old woman killed another duck, Rong Zhao stopped her, but he couldn't resist her. After five days of recuperation, Xiao Junjue insisted on leaving, and although the injuries on his body did not heal, it was not a problem to go up the mountain.

I planned to leave that day, but the old couple refused to let me live or die, so I had to stay for one more day.

In this way, Xiao Junjue had to agree to stay for another day.

"You really don't like to talk, I'm afraid I don't have more than ten sentences to listen to him in the past few days. "In the kitchen, the old woman soaked the duck in hot water and scalded it, and the duck feathers were easy to pick. She made the duck, Rong Zhao was next to Xiao Junjue to boil medicine, and when the two of them talked, the old woman mentioned Xiao Junjue.

Rong Zhao paused with his hand on fire, sighed softly, and said, "That was before you saw him, before we got married, he and I talked to each other in one or two words, and now it is not easy to say a long list of words." ”

The old woman had a loving smile on her face, "It's good not to talk, but men don't like to talk, I know it." ”

"But, it's so boring to be in front of an elm lump all day. Rong Zhao still has some complaints about this.

The old woman was from the past, and looked at Rong Zhao with a smile, "If you want me to say, the wood is good, and it is solid to hold it in your arms." ”

Rong Zhao also smiled, thinking about it, although Xiao Junjue has few words, it is indeed down-to-earth, at least it will not be like those princes and nobles who are romantic all day long, look at the Chu Palace, except that she does not even have a room, I am afraid that there is no cleaner place in the entire Changge City's dignitaries and nobles than the backyard of the Chu Palace.

Seeing Rong Zhao's smiling appearance, the old woman pursed her lips and shook her head with a smile, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's really good to be young, seeing you, it's like seeing me and the old man when I was young." However, when my old man was young, he was not as stable as you, and he had a mouth that could speak, and he chattered endlessly every day. ”

"Oh, was he very good at talking when he was young? But I don't think he talks much. There was a "cooing" sound in the pot, Rong Zhao opened the lid and stirred it with chopsticks, "If you don't say that, I really can't believe it." ”

"Yes, he was very good at talking at that time, as if there was an endless story in his stomach. The smile on her face was full of condensation, and the old woman's plucking movements slowed down, and there was a shallow pale on her face, "But since the old man died in the field, his words have become less and less, especially after the second child also died in battle, he didn't speak for nearly a year at that time." Then we came here, and he started talking slowly, but he stopped telling me stories. ”

The pain of losing his son one after another does not need to be told, but he can also imagine, and Rong Zhao has also lost his child, so he can empathize.

Otherwise, how could the two elders leave the world behind and come to this place to live in seclusion, or the pain of losing a child, only this transcendence from the red world can find a bit of tranquility and alleviate a bit of pain.

The pain of losing a child, no matter how difficult it is to look back, the old woman hurriedly changed the topic, "In fact, it doesn't matter if a man can say it or not, action is more important than words." As long as he is good to you, it is worth a thousand words. ”

Worth a thousand words. Hey, it's a pity, she didn't hear a thousand words, and she didn't feel Xiao Junjue's kindness to her, she was really a failure. Rong Zhao looked at the raging fire in the stove, stunned, she felt like this fire, but Xiao Junjue was ice water that she couldn't boil no matter how she boiled.

The lunch was very rich, and the old man went to the river to catch a big fish in the morning, and this meal was really full of fish and meat.

The old man Hai also took out the wine he had treasured for many years and was reluctant to drink, which was regarded as practicing for Xiao Junjue and Rong Zhao. The old woman didn't let him drink, and Xiao Junjue's internal injuries were not healed, so he should not drink. But seeing that the old man was in high spirits, he had to let him do a few words of dissuasion.

After drinking a few more glasses, the old man's face turned red, slightly drunk, and there was drunkenness in his eyes, "The war is bitter, the soldiers are bitter, and the people are also bitter, who is not bitter? ”

The old woman saw that he was drunk and the more she talked, the more outrageous it became, so she secretly tugged at his sleeve and said with a smile: "The old man can't drink, look, drink too much, and if you drink too much, your mouth will be full of nonsense." ”

The old man waved his hand at her, "I've drunk too much, but I'm not talking nonsense." He held his wife's hand, his fingers pressed slightly, and the emotions surging in his heart were hidden in his eyes, "If there is no war, you and I should have children and grandchildren now." ”

The words were like a thorn in the heart, and the tears of the painful old woman immediately flowed out. The old woman pressed her other hand on his hand, and after taking a deep breath, she swallowed back the sobbing, "Old man, don't say it, life, it's all life." ”

"Yes, it's all fate, but there are not a few people with the same fate in this world, not a few. The old man sighed with emotion, poured another glass of wine, and poured a glass for Xiao Junjue, and said: "Little brother, I see that you are not an ordinary soldier." Because he drank too much, his eyes were red, and he looked at Xiao Junjue, "I heard from the person who came to pick up the mountain goods yesterday that the king of Chu is missing, and he said that he fell from the cliff here. I guess you are the king of Chu. Do you think the old man is right?"

When the old woman heard this, she was shocked, slapped the old man's arm, and said in a reprimanding tone: "Old man, don't talk nonsense. “

Xiao Junjue doesn't care about the exposure of her identity, "The old man has a unique eye. ”

The old woman was slightly stunned, pulled the old man to stand up, and was about to salute Xiao Junjue, "The people's eyes are clumsy, I don't know that it is the King of Chu and the Princess of Chu in front of her, it is really rude." ”

Xiao Junjue hurriedly stopped them, helped them sit down, and said, "You don't have to be so polite. ”

Rong Zhao glanced at him, and she felt that Xiao Junjue had never spoken so gently to Emperor Xiaojing. In Changge City, no matter who he faced, he was cold and indifferent, as if all people and things had nothing to do with him, or rather, in his eyes, everyone had no temperature.

The old man probably didn't expect Xiao Junjue to admit it, so he was stunned and said, "Sure enough, no wonder you are in such a hurry to leave." This time, our old couple can be regarded as doing a great deed, and we have long heard that the king of Chu is brave and good at fighting, which is enough to make the enemy fearful, and he is a great hero of the Great Zhou. ”

Xiao Junjue said humbly: "The old man praised it falsely, I dare not be ashamed." ”

The old man waved his hand and said, "The old man doesn't tell lies. Raised his glass and drank it all, "I have heard your deeds, more than two years ago, in the Battle of North Vietnam, An Yi was besieged for a month, cut off food, but you swore not to surrender, swore that even if the last soldier died, you would never open the city gate, just to guard the people of An Yip." In the end, it was you who single-handedly broke into the enemy camp, killed the North Vietnamese generals, cut off the heads, shocked the North Vietnamese army, and made them undefeated and surrendered, so that An Yi could turn the crisis into peace, and the people of An Yi could suffer. Four years ago, when you should have been fifteen or sixteen, you almost lost your life when you blocked a gun for your own soldiers. I've only heard of soldiers serving as cannon fodder for generals, and I haven't heard of generals serving soldiers as shields, such a good general is really rare, no wonder so many people in the army defend you, so many people are willing to follow you. ”

These are the words of the old man's heart, and they are his heartfelt words. Speaking of this, his voice choked up, and his eyes were foggy, "Sunrise is not the first time to invade the city of my Great Zhou, it was also suffered once twenty-five years ago, and it was also here. The Sunrise People are not human beings at all, they are a bunch of brutes in human skin. A lot of people died that year, and the entire Northern Plains were full of mourning, and the corpses were floating for thousands of miles. ”

The old woman covered her mouth and sobbed, and in an instant her face was full of tears.

"My two sons, both soldiers, died in that battle, and they couldn't even find their bones. Later, I heard that the Sunrise Army cut off the heads of all the Great Zhou soldiers who died in battle, and used their heads as drinking utensils. The old man is also full of tears, this is his unbearable past, so many years, he didn't even dare to mention it, but today he said it with the strength of wine, "Sunrise people are not people, they are not people." ”

Touching a handful of tears, he pressed Xiao Junjue's shoulder, Xiao Junjue only felt like a thousand gold, "King Chu, you must drive Sunrise out of the Northern Plains, and you must drive them out of our Great Zhou land." Twenty-five years ago, twenty-five years later, you must avenge the dead people of the Northern Plains. No, we can't let the people of the Northern Plains suffer the same disaster as 25 years ago, and we can't let more people lose their loved ones like our old family. If this is the case, I will be blind to death, old man. ”

Every word is heavy in Xiao Junjue's heart, he is a soldier, he is in awe of every soldier who fought bloodily, and he also has pity for every people who have suffered from war.

His hand held the thick and rough hands that had been battered by the vicissitudes of life, and the voice was solemn from the heart, more like a promise, "I will." ”

Looking at Xiao Junjue's firm gaze, Rong Zhao froze for a moment. She suddenly understood why she had fallen in love with this man.

Compared with those people in Changge City who only know intrigue all day long, her man is the real man, the hero, the big hero.

In the evening, Rong Zhao took Po to stroll through the nearby woods, although it was only a few days, but this kind of isolation made people feel a new experience, and people's hearts have never been so peaceful.

The dusk sunlight sprinkled on this forest, painted with a layer of golden yellow gauze, and a little starlight shone on Bao's fur, which made people feel particularly warm.

Rong Zhao stroked Ah Bao's head and said, "Ah Bao, I'm leaving tomorrow, will you miss me?"

It's a pity that Ah Bao didn't give her face, and turned his head and walked away.

Rong Zhao snorted angrily and snorted, "It's really wolf-hearted." ”

Rong Zhao had no choice but to follow it, but after taking a few steps, it suddenly stopped. Craned his neck and looked around. Suddenly, its eyes were staring in the direction of the east, and it made an attack stance, as if it was ready to attack.

"What's the matter, Bao?" Rong Zhao still wondered what was wrong with it, and followed its gaze, which didn't matter, and saw a lot of people in sunrise uniforms coming towards this side from a distance.