Winter goes to spring, and everything recovers.

Yin Xiaoshuai left the restaurant in Yuntang Building, leaving only one poem.

Suddenly, a woman wearing dragon scale armor came to Yuntanglou, and I saw that the woman was wearing a fanged face armor and a goose feather knife, and she looked like a female bodyguard inside the court.

That's right, this woman, her military code name is Chu Ci, and no one knows what her specific name is.

I saw Chu Ci come to the second floor of the Yuntang Building, and when I looked closely, the poetry wall was full of all kinds of poems and songs.

Suddenly, Chu Ci was not paying attention and was attracted by a poem, that's right, it was the poem that Yin Xiaoshuai had just written.

Chu Ci couldn't help but sigh: "Wonderful, wonderful!" This person must be a learned and cultivated person. Wang Er! ”

"Alas, here it is, Miss Chu Ci, what do you command?" So the shopkeeper hurriedly came.

"Wang Er, who wrote this poem?" Chu Ci pointed to the poem and said.

"Back to Miss Chuci, this is a word written by the Sanpin military attaché, General Dingyuan, and Yin Xiaoshuai." The shopkeeper hunched over and said resignedly.

"General Dingyuan? Yin Xiaoshuai? Chu Ci said as he spoke, his expression froze, and he suddenly seemed to remember something, and then asked, "Hey!" Wang Er, this person named Yin Xiaoshuai, is it the Yin Xiaoshuai who pacified Liaodong with the King of Shu and encircled and suppressed the bandit army? ”

"Back to Miss Chuci, the little one really doesn't know, the little one only knows that he is a third-grade military attaché, and at first glance he is a person with style, so he doesn't dare to easily disturb him to write poems on this wall." The shopkeeper said timidly.

"Very good, I wrote down this poem, and I will meet this Yin Xiaoshuai when I look back." So as soon as Chu Ci's words fell, he took out a blank piece of paper, picked up the pen and ink and wrote it down, and then immediately left the Yuntang Building.

At this time, in Zhang's house.

Zhang Rengui, the five-grade member of the Jingshi of the Hanyang Dynasty, the people of the Jingshi generally call him Zhang Yuanwai.

That afternoon, Zhang Yuanwai led a few people to sit around the courtyard of the mansion to discuss family matters.

Zhang Yuanwai sat on the seat of the Taishi chair due north, sitting in a precarious position.

Sitting next to Zhang Yuanwai was his daughter, Miss Zhang, Zhang Haiyan.

Zhang Haiyan is wearing a full-breasted skirt.

Behind Miss Zhang Haiyan stood two women in armor with swords.

One of them is named Zhang Enyu, and the other woman's military code name is Na Gongzi, and both of them give people a heroic feeling.

Suddenly, Chu Ci came to the Zhang family compound in Zhang's mansion, and immediately saluted, saying: "My lord, the little one just went to Yuntang Tower, and found that there was a poem on the inscription wall that was extremely abrupt, and then the little one inquired and learned that the poem was actually from the hands of Yin Xiaoshuai, the third-grade military attache in the court, Dingyuan general."

"Wait, Chu Ci, is the Dingyuan general Yin Xiaoshuai you are talking about the same Yin Xiaoshuai who pacified Liaodong and exterminated the bandit army?" Zhang Haiyan asked gently.

"Slow, the Dingyuan general Yin Xiaoshuai you said, I seem to have a little impression, I heard from those first-class ministers in the court before, this person has superb martial arts, and military strategy, he is proficient in siege technology, and he is also very good friends with the King of Shu." Zhang Rengui said in surprise.

"If there is such a thing, then this man is not a strange man." Zhang Enyu, a guard with a knife, said.

"Wait, Dad, I want to hear what about that poem written by that Yin Xiaoshuai?" Zhang Haiyan suddenly clasped her hands together and said very dignifiedly.

So Chu Ci took out a note and read it: "The lotus petal powder is transparent with white jade, which is considerable and cannot be blasphemed." When the swallow flies, the willows in spring are like a dream, and there is no grass at the end of the world. The swing in the wall is outside the wall, and the beautiful woman in the wall laughs. You don't see it, the concubines are dancing, and the drums are continuous. Suddenly looking back, the lights were dim. Complete! ”

Zhang Haiyan tasted it carefully, and suddenly couldn't help but say: "I feel that this poem is not like the kind of poem written by a martial artist." Especially when the swallows fly, the willows in spring are like a dream, and there is no grass at the end of the world, which expresses the beautiful feelings of this person seeing the cycle of life, the four seasons of the year, and the winter going to spring. To tell the truth, this person should always be more carefree, and at the same time, he must be a person who is good at using the art of war, knows the time, understands the location, understands life, and plays freely. Moreover, he is also a person who lives a relatively free and easy life. ”

At this time, the maid beside Zhang Haiyan immediately asked, "Miss, you say, who is this person named Yin Xiaoshuai?" Does his family background and origin need to be investigated by someone? Look at his true face of Lushan. ”

At this time, when Zhang Yuanwai heard it, he immediately took the note in Chu Ci's hand, glanced at it, tasted it carefully, and immediately couldn't help but sigh and said: "Good words, really good words, I can't see the identity of the author of the word is a military general, just like this person is in the abyss like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, this person must be very good at hiding his true strength."

When Enyu heard this, he immediately said calmly: "Lord Zhang, but then again, the first impression I had of this poem is that it seems that the author did not express his admiration for the eldest lady, compared with the words written by other noble sons and literati from all walks of life, it seems that this person named Yin Xiaoshuai wants to place his emotions on nature, an emotion that is far away from our world, detached from us people, and prefers to highlight his own feelings."

When Zhang Yuanwai heard this, he looked at the words on the paper in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh: "Alas! A good literati, why should he abandon his pen and follow Rong? ”

"Dad, I think, this person named Yin Xiaoshuai shouldn't have been a big problem, but he just inadvertently galloped across the field." Zhang Haiyan turned her head to look at Zhang Yuanwai and said gently.

"My lord, but I got the news from those cabinet scholars, saying that this person named Yin Xiaoshuai was favored by the emperor because he rescued the first-class minister Guo Shaohong, and was finally promoted to be the entourage of General Pan Gangfeng, because this person is good at using the art of war, formation, and wisdom and bravery. Therefore, after joining the army of the King of Shu, when he pacified a series of rebellions in Liaodong and the bandit army, it was like a bamboo. Now he is a third-rank military attaché, and he also enjoys a considerable right to speak in the court or in the cabinet. Guardian Na said in a loud voice.

"Dad, I want to have a chance to tentatively learn about everything around this person named Yin Xiaoshuai." Zhang Haiyan suddenly smiled and said.

"Child, I don't think these things are necessarily, a military general, what is worth knowing about it, since ancient times, martial artists are all horses and Nanshan, in my Chinese history, like Yue Fei and Han Shizhong eventually ended up in an idle position in the imperial court, so, girl, I think, this kind of person is a whim, and the poetry is written with a background, but that is just his temporary Yaxing. He really has a love for you, so why not express it in poetry? ”

Zhang Yuanwai's bitter expression, his eyes revealed a boundless emotion for the deep meaning of the poem.

"Dad, I think maybe this person is as you said, the hidden dragon is in the abyss, and he doesn't want to say his love in person, you are like other people's poems, generally expressed very explicitly, but he feels that love is something outside the body, in nature, as one." Zhang Haiyan said softly.

"Hahahahahaha, girl, you really use the words that your father said as a metaphor for this person, perhaps, this kind of person, if you can, is really a rare talent in my Huaxia Kingdom, after all, his actions show that he is not an idle person." Zhang Yuanwai said happily.

When Chu Ci heard this, he immediately saluted and said, "Master Zhang, please rest assured, I will definitely help you collect more information about this Yin Xiaoshuai."

Eun Yu glanced at Chu Ci, then lowered his head and smiled quietly, and also saluted, and said, "Master Zhang, I think it should be like this!" Another day, our Zhang Mansion held a poetry conference in the Linghuatang Restaurant in Xishi, and invited literati and writers from all walks of life, as well as officials and ministers of the DPRK and China, to hand over the poems they wrote to the counter. ”

"Anyway, Zhang Huwei also has a lot of ideas, with Enyu's meaning, that is, let this official choose an Oiran of the poetry conference, and see if this Yin Xiaoshuai will stand out in this conference, right?"

Zhang Yuanwai put down the paper in his hand and looked at the guard Zhang Enyu.

At this time, the eldest lady Zhang Haiyan took the note in the hand of her father Zhang Yuanwai, looked at the poems written by Yin Xiaoshuai in the note, and couldn't help but sigh: "Perhaps, he must still have a lot of secrets for others not to know."

Zhang Haiyan then looked at Yin Xiaoshuai's signature in the second half of the poem, and her eyes revealed a look of expectation.

Indeed, at this moment, Yin Xiaoshuai was sitting alone at the window of a restaurant, drinking a small wine, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

At this time, it was late at night, Zhang Haiyan came to her study, and there was a maid named Bingxi who was helping her to study ink.

"The moon is hazy, and the clouds are hazy. The major general is on the way, don't ask for acquaintances. The night breeze caresses the curtains, and only the song is always there. I only hope that your heart will be like my heart, and I will live up to my love. ”

After Miss Haiyan finished writing this paragraph, she gently put down the brush, and the maid on the side looked at it intently, and said involuntarily: "Miss, what do you mean by writing this paragraph?"

"Bingxi, tell me, in this world, so many men are pursuing Miss Ben, but, tell me, how many are there who are really relative?" The eldest lady Haiyan said to the maid Bingxi.

"Miss, you might as well think like this, you, you're just looking for a partner in this process, and in this process, you will meet all kinds of people, all of whom you must meet, just relying on a poem and song can not prove how this person's cultivation is, just like Miss passed by this village and found that the things in this village were delicious, but when she arrived in the next village, she found something better, but Miss you can rest assured, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and there will always be a suitable person in your life." The maid Bingxi said happily.

"Bingxi, you are really as my father said, you are so smart and icy. It seems that our Zhang Mansion accepted you at the beginning. ”

"Hehe, where, miss, it's all our maids' things to do to solve your problems."

The maid Bingxi's voice just fell.

Zhang Haiyan touched the hair on her forehead, and muttered: "Yin Xiaoshuai, Xiaoshuai!?"

To be continued.