Rebirth of a Star General

Early the next day, He Yan got up a little later. Thinking about things last night, I couldn't fall asleep until midnight. When I woke up, it was already three poles in the sun. There was no snow today. tongue.

"Why are you here?" He Yan asked.

In front of the table in the main room, a person is sitting drinking tea. Qingmei stood on the side, saw He Yan, and replied uneasily: "The lord came over this morning. The lord instructed the slaves not to wake you, just wait here for the girl to wake up."

Xiao Jue put down the tea cup in his hand, glanced at her, and asked, "Did you sleep well?"

"...It's okay." He Yan scratched his head, always feeling that Xiao Jue's sudden appearance here was very terrifying, and subconsciously looked at the roof, it was her home, not Liangzhou Wei.

Qingmei put the porridge and food on the table, He Yan glanced at it, and said in surprise: "Qingmei, have you made a fortune? So much to eat? This seems to be Chen Xiangji's snack, right?"

"This is sent by the adults." Qingmei replied uneasily.

Originally, the He family had a simple meal early, and it had been over ten years, and no one felt wrong. Today, Xiao Jue sent someone to bring such a large table, and Qingmei felt embarrassed and wondered if it was too much for her family. A little shabby.

He Yan didn't realize it. She didn't take advantage of Xiao Jue for a day or two, so she immediately applauded and praised: "Xiao Jue, you are so considerate, no wonder Yan Nanguang is always saying that you have the benefits of your wife. She's even more powerful than Princess Shang, and she can't find a single flaw."

Chiwu, who was standing in the corner, trembled as he heard it, listen to what someone said? Also really shameless. It's a pity that their young master has been fascinated by all kinds of meat and meat, and he seems to be quite happy?

"Have you eaten?" He Yan gave Xiao Jue a pair of chopsticks, "Let's eat together."

Xiao Jue took the chopsticks: "Okay."

Chiwu: "..."

I finally know why my master left Xiao's house earlier without having breakfast, and came here so early to eat his own meal. Really busy.

On weekdays, there is no distinction between the rich and the noble, the masters and the servants, and Qingmei also eats at the table, but today Xiao Jue is here, and Qingmei does not even come to the table after being killed. After hesitating for a while, he pulls Chiwu Said he was going to sweep the snow. He Yan had no choice but to eat with Xiao Jue.

The porridge cooked by the green plum was fragrant and soft, with red dates in it, and it was sweet. He Yanfu remembered that this person didn't seem to like sweets when he grew up, and asked, "I forgot that you don't like sweets." She stretched out her chopsticks. Picking up the red dates from Xiao Jue's bowl, he smiled and said, "I'll help you."

Xiao Jue paused.

The Xiao family all know that he loves cleanliness very much. He doesn't like to use things that others have used, let alone pick food in his bowl. Even Xiao Jing can't do it. .

"However, you came here today to have breakfast with me, right?" He Yan asked, "What is the reason?"

"I'm going to go to the Xianchang Pavilion." Xiao Jue said, "You go with me."

He Yan was stunned: "...What are you going to do at the Xianchang Pavilion?"

"Since you want to expose He Rufei's identity, you need evidence. The Xianchang Pavilion has your past articles and scrolls, which may be useful."

"How is that possible?" He Yan said curiously, "It's all from many years ago, how could it be kept in the Xianchang Pavilion?"

Xiao Jue pulled the corner of his mouth and looked at her with a narrow smile, "Don't you know? General Feihong and General Feng Yun's calligraphy is preserved in the academy to this day. Every spring, new students are recruited, and everyone has to watch it. "

He Yan almost choked on himself: "Isn't it? My... calligraphy?"

In the sky and the earth, Xiao Jue is nothing more than that, but her "calligraphy treasure" back then was really not that beautiful, the handwriting was like a dog's crawling. Over and over again, isn't it insulting?

Who would have thought back then that the penultimate Xianchang Hall would one day be on the same level as the number one, and at the same time become the hallmark of the academy? Sure enough: don't bully the poor, the feng shui turns.

"I don't really want to go..."

Xiao Jue: "Oh."

He Yan grimaced: "Okay, I'll go."

After the meal, He Yan and Xiao Jue went out together.

When I was in Liangzhou Wei in the past day, I didn't feel that once I went back to Beijing and put on the dress of "Miss He", I felt uncomfortable all over. It's nothing else, it's because Miss He's dress is really too delicate and complicated, He Yan simply simplified it, and put away all the skirts and belts, making it more convenient to go out.

There was no carriage at the door, He Yan paused and asked the people around him, "Xiao Jue, where's the carriage?"

"The weather is fine today, let's go." He said.

The rare sun, the snow from last night has not melted, and the ground is glowing with golden warmth. Really walking under the sun, I feel that the haze of recent days has been swept away, and my whole body is warm. He Yan squinted his eyes comfortably and said, "If only it would be this warm every day."

Xiao Jue turned his head and glanced at her. The young girl had a bright smile, and a little sunlight would satisfy her. It was hard to imagine that the heroic and fierce General Feihong on the battlefield was the fool in front of him. The corner of his mouth was slightly With a tick, he pulled away the smile from his eyes.

The two walked side by side on the street. Even though He Yan is not very famous now, Xiao Jue's face is not so ugly. Someone recognized it from a distance. Discussion: "Isn't this Dudu Xiao, General Feng Yun?"

"Who is that woman beside him? I don't seem to have seen it before."

"When did Dudu Xiao walk side by side with a woman like this in the daytime, with such an intimate gesture, it must be the fiancee that His Majesty bestowed the marriage."

"Fiancée? Are you talking about the female marquis He Yan?"

"Exactly!"

"It turns out that the Marquis of Wu'an looks like this. It looks soft and weak. How did he get on the battlefield?"

He Yan's hearing is outstanding, and the chatter in the surrounding area accidentally entered his ears. Looking at the man walking by his side again, his expression was calm and indifferent, He Yan somehow felt as if he had been pulled out by Xiao Jue and had a familiar face, so that people would know that Xiao Jue's fiancée, Heyan, the Hou of Wu'an, was like this.

That's all, she said to herself in her heart, just look at it. Back then, when you were seen wearing a mask, you would have to hide and hide. Now with this face, even if anyone thinks about Li Daitaojang, it is impossible.

They were surrounded by people all the way, and I don't know how long they walked, and the two finally arrived at the door of Xianchang Pavilion.

After years of separation, the Xianchang Pavilion is still the same as it used to be. The mottled door, the familiar plaque, and the apricot tree at the door were bent by the snow. He Yan looked at it and felt a little emotional.

The days at Xianchang Pavilion were not very relaxing at the time, but when I think about it now, they are full of happy memories. The husband here taught her to be sensible and to know what is right. If not, a girl who can't tell right from wrong and disguise herself as a man, even if she is a chess piece of the He family, is an ignorant chess piece that cannot control her own destiny.

One of the most correct things He Yuansheng did in his life was probably sending her to the Xianchang Pavilion, which changed her life.

"Let's go." Xiao Jue said.

The two walked in together, and as soon as they reached the courtyard, they heard the voices of students studying in the academy.

"The way of the university is to be bright and virtuous, to be close to the people, and to stop at the aftermath..."

"After so many years, I still recite this one." He Yan immediately recalled the memories of "progressing together" with Lin Shuanghe, "It's strange, I couldn't memorize it at first, but I joined the army later. , I read it silently every night in the camp when there was nothing to do, but instead I recited it."

Xiao Jue raised her eyebrows: "You still endorsed in the tent?"

"Of course." He Yan said proudly, "I haven't met Master yet. I'm not good at it, so I can only rely on my brain. You don't know, those who are literate in the Fuyue Army are very popular in the camp. All in all."

She began to brag again. Xiao Jue was about to speak when she suddenly heard someone's voice in front of her: "Captain Xiao!"

The two followed the voice and saw a middle-aged man in yellow linen walking quickly. This man was very gentle and kind. When they walked to Xiao Jue and the others, he smiled: "Why did Dudu Xiao think of the school today?"

He Yan was stunned for a moment. This was Mr. Huang Sancai, who taught arithmetic in the Xianchang Hall. She also taught He Yan back then. During He Yan's schooling career, because she was really not outstanding in all aspects, it was difficult to get her husband's love. This Mr. Huang Sancai, because he was not very old at the time, was very gentle and amiable with students, would not treat students differently based on their grades, and was also very accommodating. It was this gentleman who used to praise He Yan in the academy, "Study hard is like a seedling in the spring, but it doesn't see any growth, and it grows every day. You all look at He Rufei, and you all learn from others", thus attracting A group of teenagers were quite dissatisfied with He Yan.

But seeing this Mr. Huang now, He Yan still feels quite kind.

"Passing by here, come and have a look." Xiao Jue replied.

Huang Sancai showed a proud look, "Please come in, please come in."

Don't blame this gentleman for showing a flattering look, Xiao Jue is now also the famous General Feng Yun of the Great Wei Dynasty, and the Governor of the Right Army. Give him a liter. Furthermore, when I was in the Xianchang Pavilion, it was not so much that the gentlemen taught Xiao Jue, but rather that Xiao Jue came to the Xianchang Pavilion and just walked through the motions. The gentlemen of the Xianchang Pavilion had nothing to teach him. .

In order to avoid causing riots among the students, He Yan and Xiao Jue went to the gentlemen's houses. The gentlemen rested in this spacious room during the day. They only took three classes a day. Today, the classes were literacy, math, and etiquette. Bow, horse and sword will be mounted tomorrow.

When He Yan and Xiao Jue walked in, there was no one else in the room. Huang Sancai first poured a cup of tea for the two of them, asked them to sit down, and then got up and fiddled with the stove in the house.

"I didn't expect Governor Xiao to be here today," Huang Sancai smiled and looked at He Yan on the side, "Is this... is the girl Hou He of Wu'an?"

He Yan hurriedly got up and saluted, "He Yan has seen Mr.

She saluted her husband as a student, but Huang Sancai was taken aback and got up to return the salute, "Miss He is very polite. Please sit down."

He Yan sat down, and Huang Sancai said to He Yan with a smile, "When Governor Xiao was a teenager, he was very fond of girls, but he never saw him treat anyone differently. I was still wondering at the time, not knowing about him. Married in the future, what kind of woman the wife will be. Now that group of boys, all married, married and married, but I don't see any movement from him, now that the dust has settled, I can feel relieved. "

"This girl He," Huang Sancai said to He Yan again, "at first glance, it is very different from ordinary women. I have stayed in Shuojing for so many years and have seen countless little girls. This is the first girl like He, Xiao. The Governor's eyes are really vicious."

He Yan: "..."

Huang Sancai probably didn't expect that the "girl" he was full of praise now was the student he personally taught in the past.

Just as he was talking, the door opened and someone came in. The two looked together, and saw a thin old man in a brown long shirt and a high bun walking in.

"Mr. Wei," Huang Sancai stood up and said to the old man, "Dudu Xiao and his fiancee, Miss He, are here."

Wei Xuanzhang, the curator of Xianchang Pavilion, looked at the two of them. He Yan and Xiao Jue stood up and saluted him. Wei Xuanzhang was not as friendly as Huang Sancai. He just nodded slightly and walked to his table to sit down. Putting down the scroll in his hand, it was him who was in class just now.

He Yan approached Xiao Jue and whispered, "Look, the person I'm most afraid of has arrived."

When He Yan was in school, what he was most afraid of was this Mr. Wei, Curator Wei. Wei Xuanzhang is not white, he has an official position. However, He Yan once thought that the reason why he founded the Xianchang Hall was because his temperament was too unpleasant, old-fashioned and strict, and his colleagues in the official circles did not like him, so he was sent to be the director of the academy.

Unlike Huang Sancai, who is gentle and amiable and never scolds students, Wei Xuanzhang is too strict. Anyone with poor grades will always be punished by him. The students secretly call him "Old Wei Wei". And He Yan, as the last one of the Xianchang Pavilion, of course Wei Xuanzhang regarded her as the shame of the Xianchang Pavilion. He Yan believed that if He Yuansheng hadn't persuaded the teacher's guardian, and the Xianchang Hall had no rules to drive out the admitted students, she would have been driven by Wei Xuanzhang as early as the first day she entered the Xianchang Hall. Come out, and never let her step into the gate of the academy again.

In a word, in the memories with this gentleman, He Yan can only remember the unpleasant memories of hitting the board, punishing standing, being scolded, copying books and so on. Even though he is no longer studying in the academy, he faces The Uto people were not afraid, but the first time he saw this old gentleman, He Yan still felt a chill down his spine.

"This is Miss He." Huang Sancai said with a smile.

Wei Xuanzhang took a sip of the tea on the table, swept his scrutiny eyes around He Yan, and said with a stern face, "You are He Yan? How can a woman join the army to fight and show her face?"

He Yan: "?"

Why didn't she study anymore, this old Wei still had to choose and trouble her. He Yan smiled and said, "It's just the situation forced it."

"Eating and living with men, it's immoral, deviant, and completely ignorant of the rules. Xiao Huaijin always keeps herself clean, how could she be coaxed into her hands by a woman like you."

He Yan: "..."

Huang Sancai wiped his sweat embarrassedly: "The curator..."

"Mr. Wei's words are serious," Xiao Jue said calmly, "Miss He didn't coax me, I first liked her."

Wei Xuanzhang frowned, and looked at Xiao Jue even more disappointed: "What kind of a man always talks about love and love!" Then he gave He Yan a vicious look: "Beauty!"

He Yan's smile was stiff. In her two lifetimes, it was the first time someone said that she was a troublemaker, so let's take it as a compliment. It's just that the old man Wei looked at her as if she was the evil girl who brought disaster to the country, and Xiao Jue was the king of the country. Could it be that her last-to-last temperament has penetrated into the bone marrow, even if she changed a shell, as long as Wei Xuanzhang saw himself, he would still be unhappy in his heart.

"We're here today, and we have one more thing to ask for." He Yan changed the conversation, and if she went on, she was afraid that Old Man Wei should use a long stick to drive people away.

Huang Sancai asked, "What's the matter?"

"I want to borrow the pen and ink that He Rufei left in the academy." Xiao Jue said.

As soon as these words came out, both Wei Xuanzhang and Huang Sancai looked at him in surprise.

"What did Dudu Xiao do with He Rufei's pen and ink?" Huang Sancai asked.

"It's me," He Yan said with a smile, "I've always heard that General Feihong is a general with the same reputation as the governor, and I admire them a lot, and I heard that they were classmates, so I wanted to see the traces of General Feihong in the past..."

"Nonsense! Ridiculous!" Wei Xuanzhang slapped the table, his face ashen with anger, pointed at He Yan and said, "How can you be so... so..."

He Yan guessed what he wanted to say, and reminded him thoughtfully: "During Qin Mu Chu, three and four?"

"You!" Wei Xuanzhang was furious and turned to look at Xiao Jue: "Xiao Huaijin, this is the wife you picked!"

Xiao Jue twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Nonsense, don't take it to heart, sir, please read He Rufei's writing first."

"He Rufei is a student of my Xianchang Hall," Wei Xuanzhang said with a whiff of his sleeves, "and he is a famous general of the Wei Dynasty. How can anyone watch his writing and ink?"

He Yan thought to himself, he didn't expect her to be so important in Wei Xuanzhang's heart. He was greatly moved for a while, and his resentment towards the old man disappeared a lot.

"I'm not asking as a student," Xiao Jue said calmly, "as the governor of the Right Army."

Huang Sancai fought a cold war. He knew that when this young master used to be in Xianchang Pavilion, although he didn't seem to cause trouble, he was by no means a well-behaved master. Many times, it's just too lazy to do it. Now that the official position is used as an example, a Xianchang Pavilion can't stand in front of the Governor of the Right Army for the time being, so he pulled Wei Xuanzhang and squeezed a smile: "Wherever, Governor Xiao wants to see it, you can see it anytime, He The general's pen and ink are kept in the study, and the two of you will come with me."

Wei Xuanzhang was furious: "Huang Sancai..."

"Curator," Huang Sancai approached him and whispered, "That's Governor Xiao. Besides, most of the students we recruit every spring are coming for the names of Governor Xiao and General He. Offend Xiao. Governor, in the future when Governor Xiao speaks out, everyone else will go to the Imperial College, what kind of talents can we recruit in Xianchang Hall!"

Wei Xuanzhang stopped talking, he only taught and educated people, and did not understand politics and business, and ordinary chores were handled by Huang Sancai, a slippery man. Listening to what Huang Sancai said at this moment, I knew that what he said was reasonable, but he couldn't hang on to the bottom, so he snorted and walked away.

"Mr. Wei is a bit old-fashioned, but he doesn't actually have any malice," Huang Sancai still did not forget to win over He Yan, "Miss He, don't take it to heart."

"I know." He Yan smiled and said, "I won't take it to heart."

"That's good."

Huang Sancai took the two into the library of the Xianchang Pavilion, and left first. There are three floors in the library, and the top floor retains the pen and ink left by the students in the past. In the past few years, He Yan and Xiao Jue are the most famous people in the Xianchang Pavilion. The scrolls and paintings they left behind are sealed on the same shelf. The top row is Xiao Jue's, and the bottom row is It belongs to He Yan.

He Yan took out a stack of test papers, and took out one at random. It was the one of arithmetic, and a "C" was clearly drawn on it. Full of paper is wrong.

The first time He Yan saw it, he subconsciously hid the exam paper behind him. Xiao Jue glanced at her and sneered, "It's not like I haven't seen it before, so what are you hiding?"

He Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, thought about it, and said, "I don't think it's fair."

Xiao Jue took out a book and flipped through it at will: "What's not fair."

"What do you think," He Yan replied seriously, "When you met me, you were at a low point in my life. I was not good at anything, and I was not good at anything. What you saw was my worst appearance. Etc. When I went to the battlefield, I could do anything, but you didn't see it when I was the most powerful."

"But when I saw you, you were always so good," He Yan said, "don't you think it's unfair?"

Xiao Jue laughed and was about to speak when suddenly, looking downstairs, his expression changed slightly: "Someone came in."

"Isn't it?" He Yan said in a low voice, "Mr. Huang didn't let us search for books by ourselves, so why would he let other students in? When those students saw us, wouldn't it be fun again?"

But soon, she realized that this was not the case, because the sound of footsteps going upstairs was obviously a kung fu. Xiao Jue and He Yan looked at each other, and the two quickly flashed behind another row of bookshelves. The distance between the bookshelves here is very narrow, and only one person can pass through. The two people hide together in the corner, so they have to face each other and get close to each other.

Xiao Jue is very tall, He Yan raised her head slightly, almost touching her chin, the two of them breathed each other and seemed to be able to hear each other's heartbeats.

However, the tension was only a moment, and her eyes were fixed. The people who secretly came up from the building quickly rushed to the row of bookshelves where they were standing. Then, they took out flint and ignited He Yan's row of bookshelves.

The fire suddenly ignited, and He Yan and Xiao Jue flew out.

"stop!"