romantic flower

After Niu Mang left, Song Yi simply cleaned up the yard.The small courtyard is simple, but at least there is an old tree growing new leaves in the courtyard. There are three rooms, one of which is the kitchen.

It can be seen that if it wasn't for the war, the owner of this house might have been Xiaofu's family.

Before Song Yi could make the bed, Wang Kui arrived.

Song Yi saluted and met the nominal Shangguan, and Wang Kui handed him a letter from his family.

The family letter had arrived long ago, but it was a pity that it had been in the hands of Zhuge Qi in the mighty army, so Wang Kui finally found a chance to bring it to Song Yi this time.

"You read the letter first, I'll talk to that woman from the Kingdom of Jin." Wang Kui patted Song Yi's shoulder with an appreciative expression, and then walked into another room.

Opening the letter, at a glance, it can be seen that several different fonts have made up a letter.

The handwriting at the beginning is smoky.

"Husband: Everything is fine at home, don't read...I'm fine too. Guess you should have arrived in the army, but I didn't see you pass the letter back, and everyone in the family misses you. The weather in Jiangnan is very good. The flowers are all in bloom, and my sister Huang Ying and I often bask in the sun in the courtyard. She has worked hard these days, and the number of people has decreased a lot, but the business of the restaurant has been supported, and the food supply has also stabilized, and gradually no longer need everything. For the sake of... the magistrate came several times and sent some gifts, but I returned them. I said that there is no man in the family who dare not make decisions. Waiting for you to come back... If you don't come back sooner, you will Give me a message in reply, and next time I will say goodbye! I am fine, and so is the baby, we are all waiting for you to come back... Qingyan."

The first paragraph was written by Qing Yan, and the lines were full of longing, but he couldn't let go of the topic, just simply talked about the good of the family, so that Song Yi would not worry about the family, and finally thought through the words of the magistrate. Let Song Yi write back a letter and go home.

After Song Yi finished the first paragraph, a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The Qingyan he knew, just like the handwriting described, is a gentle and elegant woman who puts men first in everything, but all this is because of deep love. Just love.

Then I looked down and saw Huang Ying's delicate small characters.

"I miss you very much! But you are so reluctant to send back a letter from home, which makes people always remember it. You must have a hard time in the north? Then come back earlier... the nearest home There are too many guests. The Seventh Prince and the others often bring things over. I took them all, but I didn’t touch them, and I returned the gift for you. They wanted your calligraphy, but I found out that there are not many things you wrote at home. So you can write more at home in the future, you can use it to reciprocate, don't practice that fist anymore... But, if you really want to practice, don't forget to write... Write, write more Well, we are waiting for you."

The warm smile on the corner of Song Yi's mouth turned into an amused one, while Huang Ying's tone was as direct and slightly resentful as ever.

The very short handwriting at the end is Xu Chang's. Perhaps because of scruples, Xu Chang didn't even write the miss, but just wrote two lines lightly.

"Everything is fine, as long as you take good care of yourself and come back to be your rich businessman in the south of the Yangtze River. We are all women, after all, we can't support the overall situation."

Smiling and laughing, Song Yi suddenly let out a long sigh.

Several beautiful faces seemed to appear in front of my eyes, and even the voice and air were so clear.Qingyan's dignified and virtuous, Huang Ying's mild anger, Xu Chang's charming and mature...

Song Yi is also homesick, missing the woman at home, the unborn child, the small backyard, and the pond of lotus that will bloom in June and July.

After reading it over and over several times, I finally put away the family book, and then walked to another room.

Wang Kui stared at Wanyan Mingzhu angrily, without saying a word.

Seeing the strange atmosphere, Song Yi asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"She refused to say anything, she just wanted to see King Kang!" Wang Kui said.

Song Yi was stunned for a moment, glanced at Wanyan Mingzhu, and then sneered, "Kang Wang manages everything every day, so she can see anything she wants, hehe..."

Wang Kui was also taken aback for a moment before he suddenly realized, and then said to Song Yi, "Since you have arrived in Ruzhou, you must also go to see King Kang? If you really don't let King Kang know, it seems inappropriate!"

"When he wants to see me, even if everyone stops him, he will come to see me. Or in fact, even if he knows that I am coming, he may not want to see me. I am not in a hurry...he should also I won't blame you." Song Yi said like a tongue twister.

Wanyan Mingzhu was confused, but Wang Kui was not stupid. He heard that there was not even a trace of respect in Song Yi's tone, so he immediately asked solemnly, "I'm afraid I can't hide this matter any longer! , I'm going to report, seeing or not seeing is your own business. Although you are now a member of the mighty army, in fact, you and I both know that you also have the emperor's badge... you can be regarded as a special envoy of the imperial court. "

A slight strangeness flashed in Wanyan Mingzhu's eyes.

Song Yi said calmly, "I heard that Wanyan Hongliang has personally conscripted? How is the situation these days?"

Wang Kui smiled bitterly and said, "Do you have to talk about the war in front of this woman?"

Song Yi was embarrassed, and almost forgot that Wanyan Mingzhu was an outsider, but she was still in the room at this time, so he had to take Wanyan Mingzhu to another room and tie him up, and then returned to the room to be alone with Wang Kui.

Wang Kui took off his helmet, revealing a hideous scar...with a serious look on his face.

Song Yi gasped. Although the scar wasn't deep, it was very long. Obviously, if it was a bit off, even if the knife wasn't deep, it might turn Wang Kui into a blind man!

"Our army's hundreds of thousands of troops can barely hold back Wanyan Hongliang's strong attack. After several waves of strong attack, the soldiers were lost...but the command and dispatch of the big tome were messed up. Fortunately, he retreated to the bank of the Sanggan River at this time. I guess he was just trying to attack, or you made a great contribution in that battle in Youzhou!" Wang Kui said solemnly.

"Hehe. You have the final say on your great achievements, shouldn't you reward me?" Song Yi said with a playful smile.

Wang Kui sighed helplessly, "I did mention it, but during this period you secretly used the treasury's weapons, and privately mobilized civilians and city defense soldiers without an official position or military order. It's good to ask the crime... reward these, there is nothing you can do."

"I don't really care about rewards. I just ask the general, how is the situation now? To be blunt, what are the odds of winning?" Song Yi asked earnestly, staring at Wang Kui's hideous scar.

"The situation on the battlefield, the right time, the right place and the right people are indispensable, and it changes rapidly. No one can be sure, but I guess Wanyan Hongliang's side has reached the moment when they can't stand the loss of troops! Otherwise, relying on his own morale to attack again A few waves...then it's hard to tell." Wang Kui said seriously, he is a person who seeks truth from facts, and he is not someone like Zhuge Qi who needs to make calculations, so what he said was his I think in my heart.

And the scar on his head seemed to be a warning of his worries and the danger of the battlefield!