Rebirth of a Star General

On the way back, He Yan kept looking at the flower basket in Chu Zhao's hand.

This flower basket looks very beautiful. The hawker wrote the word "Zilan" with great care. His handwriting is very elegant, and it really complements the various fragrances in the flower basket.

"Brother Chu must eat it sooner after he goes back." He Yan said, "Otherwise, with the weather in Jiyang, it should melt away soon." She also bought a unicorn-like one herself, which she had already eaten, "I I tried it, and it tasted good, not too sweet."

Chu Zhao smiled softly, "Thank you Ah He, I will be very careful when I go back."

Only then did He Yan feel relieved.

After they bought sugar paintings, they walked back along the river bank. When they had nothing to say, He Yan occasionally asked Xu Zhiheng.

"Brother Chu went back to attend a friend's wedding banquet last time, how was it, was it very lively?"

Chu Zhao was slightly stunned, and then replied with a smile: "Well, it's very lively. After all, she is General Feihong's sister, and His Royal Highness even came to congratulate her."

These words made He Yan a little suspicious, His Royal Highness? When the prince came to see Xu Zhiheng marrying his wife, was it for Xu Zhiheng, for He Rufei, or both? The conspiracy between the He family and the Xu family, is the crown prince also involved in it? What's more, the prince also knows her identity?

"But..." Chu Zhao sighed again: "Uncle Xu was very fond of his deceased wife, and he even shed tears during the wedding banquet."

He Yan: "Huh?"

Xu Shi's face was full of disbelief, and Chu Zhao was also a little bit sarcastic: "What's the matter? Do you not believe that there are affectionate men in the world?"

He Yan thought to herself, of course she believed that there were affectionate men in the world, such as her current father, He Sui, who raised her two children alone after Mrs. He died. Miss He is so arrogant, and He Sui can dote on and indulge the little girl because she looks like a wife. It can be seen that there must be such infatuated people in the world who have no regrets. But this person can be anyone, and it will never be Xu Zhiheng.

"It's not that I don't believe it," He Yan covered his eyes and sneered, "It's just that he is like this, isn't the newly married lady angry?"

"The grandmother Xu today has a very kind and pure heart. Seeing that Uncle Xu is sad, her eyes are red." Chu Zhao said, "Not only is she not angry, but she feels very empathy. I am very sentimental. Therefore, it is a lively event, and this wedding banquet is a bit sad."

He Yan felt that among the many jokes he heard this year, this one that Chu Zhao was telling was the funniest. Will the He family feel sad for her? Say this to the pigs in the pigpen, and the pigs will feel that their brains have been insulted. But when Chu Zhao talked about this matter, it was obvious that most people thought so.

It is disgusting to do bad things, but after they are done, they have to pull out a pitiful appearance of mournful and weeping, pretending to be a poor person who is rarely affectionate and righteous in the world.

"Ahe doesn't seem to agree with what you are saying?" Chu Zhao paid attention to her expression.

He Yan smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just think this Uncle Xu is very interesting."

"What's the meaning of this?"

"If it is really deep in love and never forgets to send a wife, even if His Majesty bestowed the marriage in person, he would still be able to refuse if he wanted to. He is a man after all," He Yan lightly mocked: "If it is a woman, it is common for you to be unable to decide your own marriage. Brother Chu I've heard of a son who robs him, he's heard of a bully who makes a good prostitute, he's heard of a beast father who sells his daughter for glory, but have you ever heard of a woman who does this?"

"I heard what Brother Chu said just now, that Uncle Xu is like a weak girl who was forced to marry, and the newly married Grandma Xu seems to be forcing him to marry her own villain. What does this mean? He doesn't want to. After getting married, no one can take him to the wedding hall. He doesn't want to have a bridal chamber, could it be that Grandma Xu can still take it by force? The marriage has ended, and he will still be addicted to the 'dead wife' in the future, and let the new Grandma Xu deal with herself I think it's unfair to that one, brother Chu's friend is also a little hypocritical."

What she said was rude. He Xinying was her younger sister with the same mother and father. Even though she hated the He family very much, He Xinying had done nothing to her. He Yan had no way to love her or hate her. , can only treat her as a stranger.

Any sober person who hears this will only feel that Xu Zhiheng is more wrong. It's not enough for the He family to destroy one, and they have to send in another victim.

How cold-blooded, just ridiculous.

Chu Zhao was stunned for a while, then suddenly laughed, stopped, and said to He Yan, "Is it narrow-minded, or Brother He, being a woman, can empathize with a woman's position."

"It's just that no one thought about standing in their position."

"A He is very different from ordinary women."

He Yan looked at her: "what's the difference?"

Chu Zhao continued to walk forward, his voice still soft: "Most women, even in the face of such a predicament, are already numb and indifferent, not as much as A He thinks. A He is thinking about them now, but he is extremely It's possible, but they're enjoying it, and they'll blame you for being nosy."

He Yan smiled: "Brother Chu's words sound a little high."

Chu Zhao smiled slightly: "Why did you say this?"

"The court is the court of men, and the world's major affairs are men's world affairs. Even reading books and going to the battlefield are unique to men. Men are praised by the world as heroes, but women's praise is at most beautiful. It's really good and unreasonable. After all the cheapness in the world, but in turn, blame the woman for being numb and not thinking about making progress, isn't this what it is?"

"Brother Chu thinks that I am very different from ordinary women because I have read books, walked out of the house, and even entered the military camp. There are not many women like me in the world. But if you let those women be like I have generally seen the snow in Liangzhouwei, the water in Jiyang City, the long moon in the desert, and the rivers, seas and mountains. Do you think they will be willing to be trapped in a jealous house, or will they be complacent? , numbness and ignorance?"

He Yan smiled, and at this moment, her smile was somewhat mocking, somewhat similar to Xiao Jue's: "I think the men in the world are worried about this, and they list a lot of ridiculous rules to restrain them. Women, use the three cardinal guides and five constants to break their wings, and judge them with those unwarranted 'good wives and beauties', the more foolish they are, the more reassured the men are, even though they are the ones who made it, they still say 'Look , the woman is shallow'!"

"Because they also know that once the women have the opportunity to 'choose', they are determined not to become a vase in the back house waiting for the husband to feed. Those outstanding women will become generals, knights, and scribes. , become staff, and compete with them for the prestige in the world, and they may not be able to win."

In the girl's eyes, the clear water is like the spring water in Jiyang City, transparent and clear, clear and clear, as if it can reflect the most brilliant sunlight.

Chu Zhao was stunned for a moment. He who has always been articulate and would not embarrass the atmosphere, he didn't know what to say at this moment. It seems that nothing can refute the person in front of him. The justice that is clearly ridiculous, oversighted, and naive and disgusting, but it actually shines a shadow that is so dark that there is nothing to hide.

He Yan was also uneasy in his heart.

Playing as "He Rufei", although it brought a lot of pain to her life, at the same time, it also taught her to see many scenes that women could never see in her life. If she hadn't pretended to be "He Rufei", she wouldn't have known that men can do so much more than women. If you have literary talent, you can be a scholar full of scriptures, and if you have outstanding skills, you can become a general with outstanding military achievements. Even if everything is mediocre, you can still be the most ordinary ordinary person on the street. To put it badly, even in the Letong Village, women are gambling prostitutes and men are gamblers.

It was because she later became "Grandma Xu", and she was both a man and a woman, that she knew that the world treats men and women differently. It's not that men don't endure hardships, but their hardships can become the cornerstone of their own judgment. And women's hardships are waiting for the affirmation of men all their lives.

Obviously they are all reincarnated as human beings, who is more noble than whom? The funny thing is that some men still look down on girls from the bottom of their hearts, making people speechless.

After she finished speaking, she found that Chu Zhao did not speak for a while, and thought to herself, could it be that this sentence offended Chu Zhao?

But on second thought, offended is offended. Anyway, he has no power to tie the chicken, and even if it is a fight, it is impossible to beat himself.

"Brother Chu, what I just said was too impatient." He Yan smiled and said, "I hope Brother Chu doesn't care about my rudeness."

"No," Chu Zhao looked at her with a strange color in his eyes: "A He's heart is admirable, and Chu Zhao is ashamed of himself. In the future, he will never make such a false statement like today. I will always take A He's words to heart."

Chu Zhao is really graceful, she just talked a lot, but he is still very gentle with Ruo Chunfeng.

He Yan smiled: "Then let's go."

Chu Zhao nodded and replied with a smile.

The two continued on their way back to Cui Mansion. He Yan lowered his head and sighed inwardly.

Chu Zhao and Xiao Jue are different after all. Treating women, they also think that women are weak and cannot protect themselves. But the former's judgment carried a trace of negation and condescension, while the latter, from the treatment of the female corpse in the backyard of the Sun's family in Liangzhou city, it can be seen that more is pity.

For the general, be magnanimous and upright, calm and heroic, but the more important character is the heart of pity.

...

When He Yan and Chu Zhao came back, it was already very late. The courtyard where Chu Zhao lived was farther than He Yan's. After arriving at the door, Chu Zhao said, "Ahe should rest earlier today."

"Brother Chu, remember to eat it as soon as possible." He Yan instructed, still thinking about his flower basket candy painting.

He looked at the flower basket in his hand, shook his head and smiled: "Definitely."

He Yan watched him leave, then turned around and wanted to go back to the house, but when he turned around, he saw a person standing in the small pavilion under the corridor, looking at her with a smile, the white clothes flowing elegantly, it was Liu Buwang.

"Master hasn't rested yet?" He Yan walked over and asked. In these days and nights, she seldom saw Liu Buwang.

"Come out to breathe." Liu Bu Wang looked at her, "Going to buy a candy painting?"

He Yan nodded: "The fourth son of Chu concealed his identity for me. After thinking about it, he should give him something. If he is soft-handed, he will not be able to tell my secrets everywhere. The sugar paintings in Jiyang City are quite cheap, so I gave them away. He is the most expensive, at least ten cents in Shuojing, and only eight cents here. It's cheap and good."

Liu Bu Wang smiled, looked at her and said, "A He, you are much more lively now than you were in the past."

He Yan was startled.

When she met Liu Buwang in her previous life, it was the most difficult time. He just escaped from the stable days in Shuojing and came to the cruel and iron-blooded military camp, which also contained many secrets. Therefore, he always acted with some caution. Even if he was on the mountain with Liu Buwang, and occasionally showed his arrogant side, most of the time, he always tried his best not to cause trouble to others.

Thinking about it now, it seems that since she became "Miss He", she has unknowingly let go a lot. Just like going to the street to buy sugar paintings with Chu Zhao today, this was absolutely impossible in the past.

Is it because she is a woman now, or because she is not bound by the He family, she can do whatever she wants without worrying about the secrets under the mask being seen?

"Isn't this bad now?" He Yan said with a smile: "It doesn't have to be prudent, right?"

Liu Bu Wang said, "That's good."

When he said this, his expression was a little disappointed, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He Yan wanted to ask, but when he saw Liu Buwang's indifferent gaze, he swallowed the words that came out of his mouth.

Liu Buwang seemed a little sad.

The moon in spring is not as bright as autumn, hazy, fluffy and lovely. Liu Buwang's gaze fell on the corners of the little apprentice's raised mouth, but another figure floated in his mind.

Mu Hongjin.

The same is true of Mu Hongjin back then. Her eyes were clean and clear, and occasionally there was a hint of wisdom. Her red dress was also delicate, and she always embroidered some flowers and birds at the corners of the skirt, which was delicate and arrogant. The girl always wears two long braids, and her braids are decorated with silver bells. When she walks, the bells make a melodious tinkling bell. Sometimes before approaching, when I heard the sound of the bell, I knew it was her.

At that time, it was really annoying to have such a tail around him every day. He had said many times that he hoped that the two of them would part ways. Every time Mu Hongjin slapped his mouth and wanted to cry immediately, Liu Buwang was not good at dealing with the girl's tears, no matter how hard-hearted he was. So she was easily resolved by her every time, and in the end, she had already acquiesced that this person was a candy that could not be thrown away, and let her follow her around to cause trouble for herself.

Mu Hongjin enjoyed it very much. He obviously brought a lot of silver taels, but in less than half a month, he squandered it all. At that time, Liu Buwang didn't know that Mu Hongjin was the beloved daughter of King Mengji, and was only full of contempt for her extravagant and promiscuous life. She didn't really care how Liu Buforget looked at herself, and she had to let him enjoy it together.

Half a month later, Mu Hongjin's money ran out, so he had to eat chaffy dishes with Liu Buwang.

Inn, sleep is the simplest kind, meals, eating is also very common. Having no money to buy gadgets on the street, Mu Hongjin persisted for a long time and protested to Liu Buwang: "Young Xia, can we have a good meal?"

"cannot."

Liu Bu Wang didn't have much money, so the seven disciples of Daoist Master Yun Ji went down the mountain to practice. They were talking about going down the mountain to practice. In fact, they were just experiencing the mundane world. As for what to do on weekdays, the senior brothers gave him a little bit of the work that he had received before, and explained it more clearly, using people's money to eliminate disasters. It's just that their teachers should not do evil, and they should not go into business, so that in the end, what they really do is to "help Zhuangzi's tenants find the lost sheep", "send a secret letter for the married girl to go back to her mother's house" and such trivial matters, money. Take very little. Sometimes I even have to help people write letters from home.

A cold and dusty white-clothed boy was walking down Zhuangzi's path with a lost sheep. The picture was a bit funny, and Mu Hongjin laughed at him: "What kind of teacher are you? Why do you have to do everything? Follow me, I..."

"What are you?" Liu Buwang asked her angrily.

"I..." Mu Hongjin rolled her eyes, "I paid you more than he paid you!"

Liu Buwang was so angry that he didn't want to speak.

But this is indeed the case. After all, the task that the senior brother gave him has not been completed. Because of all these little things, the money is very small. It would be fine if he was alone, but now Mu Hongjin followed and spent his money again, one person became two people, the inn, the meal... life was stretched thin, and I could not wait to split a penny into two and spend it.

It can be seen that Mu Hongjin is also trying his best to adapt to this rough life. She had been noisy for a few days, but when she saw that Liu Buwang was really angry, she didn't dare to say anything. Honestly live a rough life with Liu Buwang.

But her habit of wanting to buy everything she sees in her bones has not changed.

Liu Buwang still remembered that one day they met an old woman selling flowers at a tea shop outside Jiyang City. In front of the old woman were two bamboo baskets and a pole, which were full of wild chrysanthemums. Slim and lovely, pale pink, white. It is also very cheap, and it should be picked directly from the foot of Qiyun Mountain.

Mu Hongjin leaned over to look, the old woman saw this and smiled: "Little Master, buy a flower for the girl to wear."

"No need."

"Okay, okay!"

The two spoke out at the same time, Liu Buwang gave Mu Hongjin a warning look, and Mu Hongjin's grievance flattened his mouth. Instead, the old woman smiled and picked one from the bamboo basket and gave it to Mu Hongjin: "Girl is handsome, this flower is for you. It's very pretty when you wear it on your head!"

Mu Hongjin happily took over, she smiled sweetly and called out, "Thank you, mother-in-law!"

That being the case, Liu Buwang didn't want to leave directly, so he took out a penny from his sleeve and handed it to the old woman.

"No, no." The old woman looked at him with a smile: "The little girl is cute and the old lady likes it. The son can treat her better in the future."

Liu Buwang turned his head, Mu Hongjin got the flower, put it on his ear, and asked Liu Buwang, "Does it look good?"

Liu Bu Wang said uncomfortably, "It has nothing to do with me."

Mu Hongjin glared at him, squatted down, looked at the jewelry powder in the pole, and after a while, picked up a silver bracelet and exclaimed, "This looks so good!"

The very simple silver bracelet seems to be rough polished by people, and even the edges are not very smooth. It is better than the edge of the bracelet, where a circle of lifelike wild chrysanthemums is carved, so it looks fresh and cute.

"This is so beautiful!" Mu Hongjin praised.

"This is called the Joy Heart Bracelet. It was carved by the old lady and her husband together." The old woman smiled and said, "Give one to your sweetheart and wear it on your hand, and you will never be separated in your life. Why don't you buy one for a girl? It will last a lifetime. a long time."

"Did you hear that, Liu Shaoxia," Mu Hongjin begged, "send me one!"

Liu Buwang looked at her coldly, snatched the silver bracelet from her hand, put it back into the pole, and said coldly to the old woman, "She's not my sweetheart."

A trace of loss flashed in Mu Hongjin's eyes, but he didn't go to get the silver bracelet again, and muttered, "How do you know that I'm not your sweetheart."

how do you know.

Yeah, how did he know.

The young man is proud and does not understand the quietness of the joy of youth. When he understands, it is already turbulent and inevitable.

After many years passed, Liu Buwang often wondered, if that day, in front of Mu Hongjin, he bought the silver bracelet and put it on her hand, would they not have gone to the place after that? One step, as the old woman said, will not be separated for the rest of your life.

It's ridiculous that he also believes in strange power and chaos, and is destined.

The moonlight sprinkled on the ground, and a layer of hoarfrost fell. The bells in my memory gradually faded away. The only thing that fell in my ears was the wind from Jiyang City after many years, lonely and lonely, a little bit cold.

"Do you like Xiao Jue?"

A cold voice interrupted He Yan's meditation. He Yan turned his head to look in surprise, Liu Bu forget looked back, looked at her with a clear smile, and repeated it again: "A He, do you like Xiao Jue?"

"...No." He Yan subconsciously retorted, and after a while, he asked again, "Why did Master say that?"

"Didn't you find out," Liu Buwang said indifferently, "When you are by his side, you are very relaxed. You trust him more than me."

He Yan was stunned, does she have it?

There may be. Whether in the past or this life, there may be many misunderstandings about the appearance of Xiao Jue in her heart, whether it is indifference or bad, but from the beginning to the end, she never doubted that Xiao Jue would hurt herself. He Yan, who seemed to be careless about everything, was always vigilant in his heart. This vigilance would not be removed when facing Liu Buwang back then, nor would he be removed when facing Xu Zhiheng, nor would he be relieved when facing He Rufei, and he would not even be able to attack the He family. The He Sui father and son still exist.

But she always trusted Xiao Jue.

"It's not time or experience that makes you so easy now. It's him." Liu Buwang's voice was gentle, "Ahe, do you still want to deny it?"

He Yan did not speak.

After a while, she raised her head and looked at the moon hanging on the roof. The moon was big and white, and the silver light spread all over the yard, and she watched the people in the night tenderly.

"Master, look at the moon in the sky," she said slowly, "from the backyard of the rich and noble to the ditches in the barren tombs, the light can shine. But you can't catch it, can you?"

"I can neither catch the moon nor let the moon come for me, so just stand here and watch from afar."