Lone Grass Gap

Before Zhuzi woke up and called him, Fanhua was still wondering about his sudden temper just now.

Ever since his grandfather and grandmother left, he has always been indifferent. Why did he lose his temper with Yue Qing, who he hadn't known for a long time?

Thinking of Yue Qing's forbearance just now, Fan Hua couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

But before he had time to continue thinking wildly, Zhu Zi's voice sounded: "Military doctor, cough cough, thank you for saving me."

Fan Hua quickly waved away the thoughts in his mind, turned around and helped up the pillar who had got off the bed and was kneeling on the ground.

"I'm a doctor, and these are my responsibilities."

When Fan Hua turned to face him, Zhu Zi was stunned.

"Military doctor, you look so good-looking." Almost subconsciously, he said this sentence.

Fan Hua smiled at what he said, and said, "A good-looking man is also a man, why are you looking at me like this?"

Zhu Zi still had the same expression: "You are different and good-looking, even more beautiful than women."

Shrugging helplessly, Fan Hua picked up the medicine box beside him, motioned for him, and asked him to lie back: "If you are injured, don't spend so much time on other things. Now the priority is to recover well."

Zhuzi smiled "hehe" and showed his big white teeth: "That's right, I also want to go to battle to kill the enemy and make contributions to the general."

What a simple and simple person.

After examining the wound carefully, Fan Hua heaved a sigh of relief when he confirmed that there was no sign of the wound opening, and said to Zhu Zi, "Lie on the bed for the past few days and don't go anywhere, so as not to burst the wound. Go make a bowl of medicine, and take a rest after drinking it."

Zhu Zi smirked and nodded.With Fan Hua's posture of bowing his head, Zhu Zi could clearly see Fan Hua's concentration, and suddenly he said, "Military doctor, you really look like my brother."

The movement of Fan Hua's hands paused for a moment, and he asked, "What kind of likeness?"

"It's not about appearance, it's about character."

Fan Hua burst out laughing, and his annoyance disappeared a lot because of this smile: "I don't even know what my personality is like."

Zhu Zi sat up, and Fan Hua hurriedly put a pillow on his back, and reprimanded him, "Don't make such a big move when you're injured."

"Hehe," Zhu Zi grinned, "That's how it looks, it's really similar."

"Let me guess. Could it be that your brother is also a doctor?"

"Military doctor, you are amazing."

Fan Hua smiled: "I didn't expect such a rough elder brother to have a younger brother who is a doctor."

"Yeah, I didn't think about it either," Zhu Zi looked forward and said as he recalled, "My brother is the only doctor in our village, so he is always busy and can't take care of himself. Big Brother really felt very distressed when he saw it."

"With a big brother like you who loves him, your younger brother should be very happy."

Zhu Zi's eyes darkened, Fan Hua saw his change, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhu Zi's voice became hoarse: "My younger brother, he left last year."

Fan Hua frowned: "Going away?"

"We are a happy family of four. My younger brother is the youngest in the family, and I love him the most. Unexpectedly, a group of bandits suddenly came to the village last year and killed everyone in the village. I was also covered in bruises at that time. Then My brother said that he could be a doctor for them, and let them leave in exchange for my life."

"However, after a few days, the bad news came back. My younger brother committed suicide by biting his tongue on the road..." At this point, Zhu Zi's eyes, which had always been bright, turned red.

"I hate myself so much, I hate myself for not being able to protect him..."

Fan Hua was startled, he didn't expect that there was such a painful memory behind the other party.

He comforted: "Brother Zhuzi, don't be sad, if you are like this, your brother will also be sad in the sky..."

But Zhu Zi couldn't listen anymore, the man's tears were hanging from the corner of his eyes.

"Okay, don't be too sad, now we must focus on healing the injury, and we must not be overly sad or overjoyed. The faster you recover, the easier it will be for me."

Zhu Zi grinned at the corner of his mouth: "You boy, you still despise me."

Fan Hua smiled "hee hee".

He babbled a lot, in order for Zhu Zi to heal his wounds, after watching him lie down, Fan Hua patted the dust on his trousers, picked up the medicine box and walked towards the door, but when he just lifted the curtain, he saw a piece of The shadow frightened a little.

"General?" Except for this person, no one can block such a large shadow.

Yue Qing glanced at him, turned around and left without saying a word.

Looking at his back inexplicably, Fan Hua followed. Could it be that he lost his temper because he contradicted him?

The soldiers I met along the way all saluted Yue Qing first, and then smiled at Fan Hua. Fan Hua naturally responded to these innocent smiles with a nod or the same smile.

Yue Qing glanced behind him, and the steps under his feet suddenly increased, causing Fan Hua to take steps more frequently, and those who greeted him didn't even have time to respond.

Frowning, Fan Hua wondered what happened to this man?

Of course, these thoughts were thrown away by Fan Hua at night.

"I'm really resting here with you?" Looking at Yue Qing who had plunged into the tent, Fan Hua frowned and said.

"They're all men, why are there so many worries?" Yue Qing said roughly.

Fan Hua sighed helplessly, and said: "This will only make everyone think that I am an arrogant military doctor, and I dare not come to me when I have something to do." Pursing his lips, he continued, "Besides, I am not used to being with people. share a bed."

Yue Qing stared at him indifferently for a while, then said, "Qing Zhong."

Qing Zhong, who was guarding outside the tent, came in immediately.

"You immediately buy another bed for resting." Yue Qing ordered.

"Yes."

Seeing Qing Zhong leaving, Fan Hua did not stop him after all, although he still doesn't understand why Yue Qing must keep him here.

When he lay down, the surroundings were already silent.Glancing at Yue Qing inside through the screen, Fan Hua wrapped the quilt around himself to resist the turbulent chill in his body, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

It's just that in the northwest in May, the sun is shining brightly during the day, but the temperature drops rapidly at night, which is really tormenting.

Couldn't help but sneezed, Fan Hua rubbed his red nose and woke up completely.

Staring at the plain white tent, Fan Hua could vaguely see the faint moonlight outside.

I don't know what happened to Binger Yueer and Qianmo Lianyi.I wonder if they will be bullied in the palace?

Thinking of the two little girls who are always bluffing, thinking of Qianmo who always has any thoughts written on his face, and Lianyi who is about the same age as Qianmo but always indifferent, thinking of lighting lanterns and stuffing sweet-scented osmanthus with them Liquor, those days are really nostalgic...

Alas, the more time comes, the more greedy people become... Thinking that before, I always lived to die, longing for one day to be able to end it, but today I am obsessed with the world.

Stretching out his hand under the quilt, Fan Hua stretched forward, as if through the tent, thousands of miles away, he could still touch the bright moon in the sky.

He sneezed violently again, and Fan Hua covered his mouth, covering up the violent coughing sound under the quilt.

Go to sleep, fall asleep, it's over, Fan Hua said to himself, but he never thought that there was already a burly man standing behind him.

Turning over, when Fan Hua saw Yue Qing, there was no emotion in his eyes, he just said lightly: "General, why is this?"

Yue Qing in the night looked even more unfathomable, the thick darkness wrapped him like ink, like a ghost that people are always superstitious about.

"If the general has something to ask," Fan Hua continued without getting a response from the other party, "I hope the general will do it as soon as possible, because my time is running out."

"I've been looking forward to the end," he smiled, the corners of his brows slightly raised, "I hope that the current me is still valuable to the general."

"I won't fight back, and I won't hold grudges."

"I hope the general doesn't have to worry about it."

Existing this last time, he should go.

Yue Qing looked at the person lying on the bed looking at him, a little moonlight reflected on him and made his face paler, but the bright red corner of his mouth was particularly distinct.

Crouching down fiercely, and hugging Fan Hua together with the quilt, Yue Qing walked towards his dormitory step by step.

The person being hugged did not resist, but leaned wearily on his shoulder, looking at him quietly with black and white eyes, looking at the fine and hard beard stubble re-emerging from his chin.

Gently put down Fan Hua, Yue Qing embraced the quilt and covered himself and the other party.

Wiping away the blood from Fanhua's mouth, Yue Qing looked at him and said, "It's cold at night, sleeping together can make you warmer, and it's good for your health."

Fan Hua still stared at him. At this moment, he seemed to see his grandfather, seeing his grandfather coaxing him to sleep, and seeing his grandfather covering him with a quilt.

A smile suddenly bloomed on the face as pale as snow, and he leaned himself into the generous and warm embrace of the other party, and those bone-chilling chills that accompanied him disappeared as if they had encountered an extremely hot sun.

Looking at the person in his arms with deep eyes, Yue Qing stretched out his hands and circled behind Fan Hua, closed his eyes and rested.

Before dawn the next day, Fan Hua, who was still asleep, was awakened by Yue Qing's waking up.

After all, with such a big stove next to it, it is indeed quite safe to sleep.

Thinking of this, Fan Hua not only felt a little embarrassed.

"I'm going to practice early, you can continue to sleep, and I will call you again." Yue Qing, who was already putting on his shoes, turned around and said.

I don't know if he was hallucinating, but when Yue Qing said this, his voice was rare and gentle.Could it be because he just woke up?

But he was really curious about how Yue Qing practiced martial arts, so he said, "Can I go and observe it?"

Yue Qing pondered for a while, "Okay."

After quickly changing his clothes, Fan Hua followed Yue Qing to find an open grass field besides the tent.There, the heavyweights are already waiting.There were many weapons beside them, but what surprised Fan Hua the most were the two big copper hammers.

No way, is this something people can afford?

Unexpectedly, Yue Qing went straight to the two copper hammers, picked up one of them effortlessly, and weighed it in his hand.Under Fan Hua's amazed eyes, Yue Qing danced the copper hammer.

The big copper hammer weighed more than a hundred catties, but Yue Qing danced it with ease.

In the early morning, the wind was very light, but driven by the two copper hammers in Yue Qing's hands, it looked like a tornado.

After about a quarter of an hour, Yue Qing put down the copper hammer, and Fan Hua immediately went up to meet him: "General, can I take this copper hammer?"

Yue Qing moved away.

Fan Hua bent down, grabbed the handle of a copper hammer with both hands, and exerted great force, but even though his face was flushed, he only lifted the handle of the hammer, and the body of the hammer was still lying on the ground.

Shaking his head helplessly, he sighed: "Sure enough, not everyone can afford this copper hammer."

Yue Qing said: "With your physical fitness, it is better to practice swords." After saying that, he picked up a sword.

Fan Hua was surprised: "You still know how to use a sword?"

Qing Zhong at the side continued, "The general knows many weapons, but he only uses copper hammers."

Fan Hua nodded, and then looked at Yue Qing, who had already walked away a foot away.

"You can learn the following set of sword skills."

Fan Hua nodded and stared at Yue Qing intently.

It has to be said that even though the weapon was changed from a heavy copper hammer to a light sword, Yue Qing was still able to handle it with ease. Although he was not as aggressive as the big copper hammer, the faint sword aura he swung was sharp and sharp.

After swinging the sword for the last time, Yue Qing took it back and handed the sword to Fan Hua.Fan Hua, who was already eager to try, took Yue Qing's sword and swung the sword in his hand while recalling the sword style.

If it is said that Yue Qing wields his sword with sharpness, then Fan Hua wields his sword more calmly and peacefully.The sword that was swayed freely in Yue Qing's hand, but in Fan Hua's hand, because he was not familiar with the sword style, he felt a little more unhurried.

Turning around, probing the sword, and sweeping back, although it was dry and occasionally paused because it was the first practice, Fan Hua, who was dancing the sword, was more energetic.

Just as he never thought that playing the guqin could bring him inner comfort, Fan Hua, who was dancing the sword, seemed to forget the people and things around him at this moment.

Breeze, green sword, green grass, Fan Hua only felt that his body was so light that he was about to fly, and he didn't notice a small stone lying beside his feet.

When he noticed it, the stepping foot had already stepped on it without error.

With a short cry, he quickly put his hands behind his back, trying to use his hands to support him to cushion the force of the fall.

The expected pain did not come, and Fan Hua couldn't help feeling a little ashamed when he saw the people behind him.

"This sword dance is quite interesting." Standing up straight, he looked at the slender green sword in his hand, with the blush from practicing sword still on his face.

Yue Qing said: "It's good to practice it a little bit. Although it's not enough to resist the invasion, it's still good for your body at least."

Fan Hua glanced at Yue Qing, smiled and said, "Okay..."

From this day on, every morning Fanhua would follow Yue Qing out to practice swords, and Yue Qing would occasionally mention a few words.Not to mention, after some time, Fan Hua has gotten used to it quite well.It's not enough to kill the enemy, but it's okay to fight for a while, even sometimes, he will have a move or two with Yue Qing, but it often ends in the fact that he can't resist Yue Qing's offensive, which makes him quite regretful.

But what surprised and excited him was that one day when he returned to the tent after practice, there was a Guqin in the center of the hall.The body of the piano was spotless, and the strings were made of high-quality silk strings. It was particularly clear when played, which made him love it so much that he couldn't help playing a piece.

Thinking about it, it has been a long time since he played the qin. He thought it would be the last time he played the qin in the palace, but he didn't expect that in this place far away from the imperial city, he could still play his favorite guqin.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be grateful to Yue Qing. Although that man was thick-backed, he was also very thoughtful. When he remembered that he had lost his temper with Yue Qing, he felt a little ashamed.

Forget it, just find an opportunity to thank him in the future.

Putting his fingers on the strings, Fan Hua began to indulge in the rhythm again.

From that day on, apart from seeing doctors for the soldiers, Fan Hua spent his free time practicing swords with Yue Qing, playing the guqin, or visiting the pillars, and his days seemed to become more enjoyable. .