When Wu Jin heard his classmates talking about Mo Lingfeng, a drop of sweat was slipping from his temples, down his chin, and into his neck. His heart skipped a beat in his chest, as if something was breaking out of its shell.
Xinxinran.
It has nothing to do with the power of the Mo family, nor does it have anything to do with Mo Lingfeng's smooth operation in the army, it is just pure joy.
A heart beats quietly, just like the autumn wind and the ever-changing clouds, it is a natural evolution without any artificiality or deliberateness.
He put his heart away and looked at Zhangjiabao. He didn't move for a long time. It wasn't until Cheng Ting pulled hard that he came back to his senses: "What?"
"Go back and eat," Cheng Ting quietly retracted his hand to prevent Wu Jin from discovering that he had made two black fingerprints on his sleeve, "Aren't you tired?"
"Tired." Wu Jin walked back with him.
Students from the two colleges formed a brief friendship while digging for insect eggs, and they gathered together to eat a simple dinner. The friendship lasted less than half an hour, but because Wang Jinghua competed for hot water, the newly united classmates immediately changed.
Make a plate of loose sand.
The students were all young people. After a hard day's work, they still had the energy to break up and recombine. Wu Jin returned to the room, rested for a while with his eyes closed, spread out his pen and paper, and wrote a diary.
"On the eighteenth day of the seventh month of the twenty-fifth year of the Yuan Dynasty, it was a clear and crisp autumn day. I caught locusts and dug up their eggs all day long.
The grass and trees in the mountains had been eaten away. I accidentally found a cluster of soybeans that had swollen and had not been eaten by locusts. Could it be that locusts don't like to eat soybeans?
If this is the case, when there is a locust plague, you can grow more soybeans to avoid the disaster.
It may also be a coincidence, and we need to look more.”
After finishing writing briefly, he put the diary aside, loosened his hair, and placed the wooden hairpin on the table. He had finished carving the bamboo leaves on the hairpin and polished the edges smooth.
Mo Lingfeng's heart seemed to be hidden in these tiny things. He could touch and see them, but it was difficult to understand them clearly.
He rubbed his hairpin and wondered whether Mo Lingfeng's every move was deliberate or sincere?
He is a man in the mortal world. He is confused and cannot see through his intentions. He is trapped in this situation with such a small gift in his hand.
There was a "quacking" sound outside the window. He opened the window and looked out, and saw a group of gray geese spreading their wings on the horizon. He squeezed the wooden hairpin in his hand, wondering if he would see Mo Lingfeng on the day of the peace talks.
On July 19, when the students were digging for insect eggs and looked in the direction of Zhangjiabao, they saw that the security was getting tighter. Soldiers were lined up for two miles, with flags scattered all over the place. The air of murder was floating in the wind, and the long swords were fired from time to time.
Practice taking it out of the sheath.
Cheng Ting also touched his neck from time to time and felt that the peace talks were not as polite as he thought. Instead, they were full of swords and swords, as if the two sides would start fighting if they disagreed.
And it was really dangerous for them to be so close.
Just when he felt in danger, two more groups of soldiers went up the mountain and conducted a large-scale search on Hengshan. When they were having dinner at the small school ground, the two groups of soldiers poured into the fort again and conducted a search for them.
Thorough inspection.
"Yin Nan," Cheng Ting stood at the door with his hands folded, "are you sick now?"
He stretched out his hand and scratched his head: "Look at the world, you women are fighting outside, but we men are digging up insect eggs in the mountains. It's turned upside down."
Yin Nan had a paralyzed face and no expression. He only searched his house carefully and bent down to search for the big yellow dog.
The big yellow dog didn't dare to move, its four legs were stiff and allowed her to grope.
"Where are you girls?" Cheng Ting asked without her answering, "If you don't follow her, who will protect her now?"
Wu Jin stood at the door of his house. Hearing this, he also looked sideways.
"Someone," Yin Nan replied briefly, "Shut up."
As soon as she told Cheng Ting to shut up, Xiao Dou came out of Wu Jin's room shaking his big body: "Anan, have you finished searching?"
Cheng Ting raised his eyebrows and looked back and forth between the two of them, intending to make a joke. However, facing Xiao Dou's tall stature and fierce face, he stopped joking and thought to himself:
"When this man goes to the battlefield, he can knock out several enemies with one arm."
When Yin Nan saw Xiao Dou, he turned around and left - Xiao Dou was a big fool. When he saw Yin Nan's unusual killings, he fell in love with her. He would reveal his feelings to her every now and then and show her how much he had saved in the bank.
I bought the banknote and said it would be a pity to keep the money in the bank, so I asked Yin Nan to spend some of it.
Yin Nan was annoying him, and it took a lot of effort to fight him, but it was also inconvenient to assassinate him, so he hid when he saw him, which was almost overpowering him.
Cheng Ting was full of gossip and questions, but Yin Nan walked so fast that his words couldn't keep up with her pace, so he had to leave it at that.
By the end of the day, the entire Zhangjiabao and the Hengshan area were already lined with swords and guns, making it impossible to put down any precautions.
Early in the morning on July 20th, the students stood in the northwest with the teacher, watching the movements of Zhangjiabao intently.
At three o'clock in the morning, the first to arrive were the generals of Gaopingzhai. They stood on the mountain and could not see clearly the faces below. They could only see the black flags waving on their horses. A group of soldiers dismounted outside the stone steps, whipped their whips and entered the fort.
Someone else took the horse to the stable.
Wu Jin tried his best to see the faces of these people clearly. When he was blurry, a red sun suddenly jumped out from the wilderness. In an instant, golden light shone everywhere. The morning wind suddenly rose and passed through the sleeves. The soldiers tightened their belts.
His sleeves immediately turned into wings, raised high and backwards.
At this moment, he saw Mo Lingfeng.
She couldn't see clearly, but she could only see the gold necklace around her neck, which was shining with golden light in the morning light. Under the light armor, she wore a pomegranate red wide-sleeved round-neck robe. The style of the clothes was ordinary, but there were fine stitches on it.
The dark red pattern, when the sleeves are blown by the wind, the pattern looks like riding on waves, the velvet color is dazzling, and the brocade and embroidery shine together.
Cheng Ting immediately patted Wu Jin and said, "Look, Listening to the Wind is so majestic."
The teacher standing aside immediately shouted "hiss" and did not allow him to speak again.
After Mo Lingfeng and his party entered, another quarter of an hour later, another team came, with three sedans in the middle. They walked straight to the front of the fort, where the bearers got off the sedan and lowered the pole.
The people in the sedan opened the curtains and came out one after another. Their faces were still unclear. They could only guess their identities based on what they knew. They should be Cao Zhibin, the imperial envoy, Mo Qianlan, the military governor, and Zhang Yuanlin, the chamberlain.
Wu Jin first watched the three people go up the stone steps, then paused and looked at the people following them.
This man came on horseback. He must have traveled a long distance. When walking, the lameness of his left foot was very obvious - he was Zhao Shiheng.
Seeing Zhao Shiheng, Wu Jin felt uneasy in his heart.
Jeju Hall was in shock all night. The first person he saw was Zhao Shiheng. Zhao Shiheng's appearance was like a sign of a conspiracy.
Have there been changes in the peace talks?
After Mo Qianlan and others entered Zhangjiabao, Zhangjiabao returned to a brief period of calm. This time, it took half an hour for there to be any movement again.
A sentry galloped over, dismounted from his saddle, and hurried into the fort. Within a moment, a man who looked like a commander came out of the fort, leading the soldiers and standing in the road, waiting for the golden captives to come.
Wu Jin and others stood in the mountains, and they couldn't help but calm down, their faces were solemn, and their eyes were fixed on the southwest.