Chapter 63 Chapter 63 Bad News
The 12-person bed crossbow has a range of thousands of steps, and special personnel are required to be responsible for aiming and launching.The huge bed crossbow was mounted on the city wall, and was operated by the Weichengxiang Army. For a while, the phoenix feather arrows flew all over the sky, and the shouts of the soldiers were inspiring.
He Lingyun climbed up to the watchtower at the top of the city, drove away the sentries, and sat alone in the wooden house on the top of the watchtower, looking into the distance.He carefully observed the effect of the bed crossbow, and murmured to himself: "A soldier must first sharpen his weapon if he wants to do a good job... I won't waste the 15,000 troops of the Xiang army."
The so-called watchtower is a city defense equipment with solid wood as a pole and a wooden house built on the top, which can accommodate a sentry to observe the enemy's situation and report the enemy's advance and retreat by means of semaphore.At this moment, Gongshu Lingbao was hugging the wooden pillar downstairs, and with his small face held high, he said coquettishly to He Lingyun who was upstairs: "Haha, isn't this bed crossbow effective?! What are you doing? Don't hide on it alone." ..."
He Lingyun looked down with his head, and met Gongshu Lingbao's eyes.Lingbao's black eyes turned towards him twice, his face turned red suddenly, he couldn't help panting in shock, turned around and ran away quickly.
He Lingyun pulled back and fell into the wooden house, and smiled awkwardly - obviously every time he saw him, he would blush and run away, and she always teased him without a long memory - this girl... made him feel uncomfortable stand up……
God knows how old and thick-skinned he was!
Spreading out a piece of plain white paper, Long Baiyue picked up a pen and dipped in ink, and wrote a letter to Zi Mian in the sunny afternoon. Purple sleep: I don't know where you are now, but I am still the same, staying in Cuiying Hall to serve the princess.The princess still loves to quarrel with people, she won't tell me where you are, and I won't ask her, just twist her to death!Anyway, I just need to wait for you in peace, right? There is a lot of work these days, and I haven’t had time to write to you—I have sewn 103 pieces of clothing. The queen originally said that I would pay us the wages on a piece-by-piece basis, but now there is no more... After you leave, He Lingyun will go After leaving Feihukou Weicheng, Gongshu Lingbao also followed.The princess said that Weicheng's drunken chicken is very famous, and Lingbao can have fun this time.Greet Ming Chuangchen for me, and... And... Long Baiyue blushed, put down her pen and smiled for a while, then felt melancholy for a while, and shed tears as her nose became sore. She used to write love letters, emphasizing the confrontation between the two, and the lingering sentimentality. At the end, she had to dip her fingers in salt water and flick a few tears on it.Now, I write freely and carelessly, but I still can't write the sentence in my heart-Zi Mian... I am worried about you. She is worried about him, even if she is exhausted from work, if she thinks about him before falling asleep, she will not be able to sleep all night; . She is in a place where she should not have lovesickness, and she is hurting lovesickness. When will this torture stop? The intoxicating south wind blows into the curtains, the beaded curtains and necklaces collide with each other to make a ringing sound, and those who take a nap fall into the depths of dreamland, and the hall is silent.When Long Baiyue was slightly stunned, there was a sudden fragrance of flowers in his nostrils, followed by peeling and pecking a few times outside the rolling curtain, it was Bao'er who poked his head to find it.Her black eyeballs rolled around twice, and her eyes fell on Long Baiyue. She gave her a playful smile, and lowered her head to pat off the fine petals mixed in her hair. "Are you crying?" Bao'er sat down next to Long Baiyue, saw the tear stains on her cheeks, feeling a little helpless, "The news I brought is not good news either." Long Baiyue was about to hand the cherries to Bao'er, when she heard the words, her heart was twisted, she stared at her nervously, and asked cautiously: "You mean...the news about Zi Mian?" "No, there's no news about him yet. The news is about Mr. He." Bao'er lowered his head and kicked the leg of the table, and said in a muffled voice, "Mr. He's father died in battle." Long Baiyue's hand softened, and the crystal basin containing cherries slid down on the table with a bang, and a few cherries dripped with cheese jumped out and rolled her skirt. "Dead in battle..." Long Baiyue murmured and repeated, always feeling that the news was far away from her—but it was a bloody reality.She still remembered He Zhengshi's voice and smile, laughing and scolding when he was drunk, being high-spirited, sullen and asked others to be careful when he was unhappy, and being careful with himself when serving in front of the prime minister... He Lingyun was actually very similar to him. How is he, and his colleagues, doing now?Long Baiyue returned to her senses in a hurry, and hurriedly asked: "Where's He Lingyun? Is he okay? And Lingbao—" "They should be fine." Bao'er moved the fruit bowl aside, and leaned on the table with a lack of interest, "General He was killed when he rescued Cangzhou. I heard that Mr. He is still staying in Yucheng. Should have followed him." "Stop fighting, come back quickly..." Long Baiyue buried her face in her hands, and shouted incoherently, "Cangzhou has fallen, and the Yan army will come back soon... How could this be... How could this be—— If the Privy Council doesn't issue an order, Ling Yun will have to defend Wei City to the death, then, the Lingbao is not very dangerous, or we should send a letter to call her back..." Bao'er stared at Long Baiyue, and said with a bit of grievance: "Are you stupid? Will Lingbao turn around now? Look at yourself..." Long Baiyue's tears welled up and wet her palms.
At night, the lights in Cuiying Hall were like beans. Long Baiyue was burning incense outside the hall and praying. When she came back after packing up her things, she saw Princess Yunyang walking out of the inner hall and sitting under the lamp looking at her.Long Baiyue was a little surprised, he hesitated and said: "Why isn't the princess resting..." "Hmph, the days are getting more and more boring now, how can I sleep?" Hey?Shouldn't you want to sleep when you're bored, Long Baiyue was stunned in a daze.Princess Yunyang changed the subject impatiently: "What are you holding in your hand? What did you do just now?" "Oh, my servant has gone to pray." Long Baiyue leaned forward and sat down in front of her. "For your lover?" Princess Yunyang sneered. "No, there are others..." Long Baiyue turned her head to think about it, and couldn't help but feel a sense of loss, "There are friends of this servant, and people whom this servant knows... They are all on the battlefield, changing rapidly and life and death are on the line, so this servant has to do it for you." They pray." "Pray..." Yunyang seemed to have thought of something, and said to Long Baiyue after a while, "One day you will know that prayer is the most useless thing in the world." "Your servant knows," Long Baiyue lowered her head and smiled wryly, "It's a pity that my servant is a useless person—naturally, I can only do useless things." Zimian, Zimian, do you also suffer from the futility of praying, so you put aside spells and let go of fighting? Thinking about it, Long Baiyue felt so sad that she wanted to cry again - once upon a time, her world was full of flowers, bright and worry-free, but in the blink of an eye, it was going downhill and the wind and rain were precarious. place. She was the only one left hesitating in the deep palace, terrified all day long. Yun Yang stretched out her hand to the candlestick, peeled off a piece of candle tears with her onion-like nails, and the red wax was covered with gold mud and silver flakes, lying bright red in her palm.She looked at it for a long time, and then sent the candle tears to Long Baiyue: "It cries and you cry, why are you crying? They are all a bunch of fools..." Long Baiyue burst out laughing, but the tears flowed more fiercely: "Princess, princess..." Suddenly a gust of wind rushed in outside the hall, almost blowing out the candles, the candles were swayed several times before lighting up the inside of the hall again—but Bao'er had already stood in front of them. "It's so hot, why come here again at this time?" Princess Yunyang scolded. "Zi Mian, Master Zi Mian is back!" Bao'er ignored her aunt's scolding, staring at Long Baiyue and yelling, tired and excited, her chest heaving and falling. Long Baiyue was trembling with excitement, stood up and rushed to Bao'er, grabbed her arm and asked her: "Zi Mian is back?! Where is he? Is he okay?" Bao'er grinned and said, "Yeah, he rented a house in the east of the city, told people's fortunes and cured diseases, and even set up a stall to play with goldfish at night, like a child king." Long Baiyue felt puzzled when he heard it, and asked in disbelief: "Are you reading that right? Is it really him?" "That's right, he's lost a lot of weight. I didn't dare to admit it at first, but he said hello first." Bao'er paused, feeling something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, so he didn't say much. Long Baiyue listened to her with tears in her eyes, and finally let out a long sigh of relief, wiped away her tears and said with a smile: "It's fine no matter what, as long as he comes back, as long as he's safe...it's fine..."
A huge white porcelain fish basin was placed on the ground, and there were hundreds of three-inch-long goldfish mixed in the basin, red and white.As soon as two small red and white flags made of silk appeared above the fish basin, the goldfish were immediately grouped by color, with the red fish clustered under the red flag and the white fish circling around the white flag.The children around the fish basin shouted in surprise. A seven-year-old girl dragged her younger brother and squatted by the basin to watch. Occasionally, she would raise her head to look at the fish driver.The fish driver smiled at the little girl, but she didn't smile, she just lowered her head and continued to look at the fish. She is afraid of this fish master, because the eyes in his smiling face are like fish in this cold water, beautiful but cold—she loves watching fish shows, because they are beautiful, but she will not put her hand into the cold water . When the red flag is waved, the red goldfish will swim back and forth, while the white fish will dive to the bottom and stay still. When the red flag is rolled up and the white flag is released, the white fish will start to swim.Two flags stand side by side, with red and white gold fish mixed in front and back, like an army array; the flags are divided into two places, and the two-color fish are separated according to their colors, which is not bad at all. The children were laughing noisily, almost squeezing into the water basin, when a 28-year-old girl with double maidservants suddenly appeared behind them, looked at the fish driver and whispered, "Lord Zi Mian." Zi Mian raised her head, stood up with a smile, the fish in the basin swam away at random, the children saw that there was no time to play, and scattered away. Bao'er took out a letter from her belt, handed it to Zi Mian through the fish basin, and explained: "This is a letter from Bai Yue to you." "Thank you." Zi Mian wiped her hands and took the letter, smiling at Bao'er. Bao'er glanced around, and asked him again: "Where is Ming Chuangchen? Why don't you see him?" "...He didn't follow me, now I live alone." Zi Mian caressed the plain white envelope and replied softly. He stood alone, his slender waist was bound by a belt, and against the bustling market, he was single and thin, as weak as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.Bao'er looked into Zi Mian's eyes, but felt like a thorn in her back, scratched her hardened scalp, and said perfunctorily, "Well, okay, then I'll go first." "Go slowly," Zi Mian nodded with a smile, saying goodbye to her, "I won't see you off." "Then I'll come to get your reply tomorrow morning!" Bao'er waved her hand and ran away bouncing around.When she turned around, she rolled her eyes and thought about how she should tell Long Baiyue how she felt——Zi Mian is a bit weird now, although she still smiles like a spring breeze... her eyes are like cold water under ice, clearly touched I can't touch it, but I know it's cold. Zi Mian turned around and entered the room, sitting alone under the lamp, staring at the letter in her hand.The plain white envelope was reflected in his eyes, like a white blade, breaking the ice covering his pupils, making his gaze flow, gurgling like spring water breaking through ice, finally bringing some warmth. Following Zi Mian, he didn't open the letter paper to read. He got up and walked to the side of the bed pillow, took a nanmu box, took out a dragon and phoenix gold hairpin from it, looked at it for a long time in his hand, then smiled and put the letter into the box Zhong took the gold hairpin and pressed it, closed the lid, got up and walked to the desk, took out a piece of paper, and wrote down with a brush: Don't worry about waiting for me. Bai Yue, wait for me at ease...
Spreading out a piece of plain white paper, Long Baiyue picked up a pen and dipped in ink, and wrote a letter to Zi Mian in the sunny afternoon. Purple sleep: I don't know where you are now, but I am still the same, staying in Cuiying Hall to serve the princess.The princess still loves to quarrel with people, she won't tell me where you are, and I won't ask her, just twist her to death!Anyway, I just need to wait for you in peace, right? There is a lot of work these days, and I haven’t had time to write to you—I have sewn 103 pieces of clothing. The queen originally said that I would pay us the wages on a piece-by-piece basis, but now there is no more... After you leave, He Lingyun will go After leaving Feihukou Weicheng, Gongshu Lingbao also followed.The princess said that Weicheng's drunken chicken is very famous, and Lingbao can have fun this time.Greet Ming Chuangchen for me, and... And... Long Baiyue blushed, put down her pen and smiled for a while, then felt melancholy for a while, and shed tears as her nose became sore. She used to write love letters, emphasizing the confrontation between the two, and the lingering sentimentality. At the end, she had to dip her fingers in salt water and flick a few tears on it.Now, I write freely and carelessly, but I still can't write the sentence in my heart-Zi Mian... I am worried about you. She is worried about him, even if she is exhausted from work, if she thinks about him before falling asleep, she will not be able to sleep all night; . She is in a place where she should not have lovesickness, and she is hurting lovesickness. When will this torture stop? The intoxicating south wind blows into the curtains, the beaded curtains and necklaces collide with each other to make a ringing sound, and those who take a nap fall into the depths of dreamland, and the hall is silent.When Long Baiyue was slightly stunned, there was a sudden fragrance of flowers in his nostrils, followed by peeling and pecking a few times outside the rolling curtain, it was Bao'er who poked his head to find it.Her black eyeballs rolled around twice, and her eyes fell on Long Baiyue. She gave her a playful smile, and lowered her head to pat off the fine petals mixed in her hair. "Are you crying?" Bao'er sat down next to Long Baiyue, saw the tear stains on her cheeks, feeling a little helpless, "The news I brought is not good news either." Long Baiyue was about to hand the cherries to Bao'er, when she heard the words, her heart was twisted, she stared at her nervously, and asked cautiously: "You mean...the news about Zi Mian?" "No, there's no news about him yet. The news is about Mr. He." Bao'er lowered his head and kicked the leg of the table, and said in a muffled voice, "Mr. He's father died in battle." Long Baiyue's hand softened, and the crystal basin containing cherries slid down on the table with a bang, and a few cherries dripped with cheese jumped out and rolled her skirt. "Dead in battle..." Long Baiyue murmured and repeated, always feeling that the news was far away from her—but it was a bloody reality.She still remembered He Zhengshi's voice and smile, laughing and scolding when he was drunk, being high-spirited, sullen and asked others to be careful when he was unhappy, and being careful with himself when serving in front of the prime minister... He Lingyun was actually very similar to him. How is he, and his colleagues, doing now?Long Baiyue returned to her senses in a hurry, and hurriedly asked: "Where's He Lingyun? Is he okay? And Lingbao—" "They should be fine." Bao'er moved the fruit bowl aside, and leaned on the table with a lack of interest, "General He was killed when he rescued Cangzhou. I heard that Mr. He is still staying in Yucheng. Should have followed him." "Stop fighting, come back quickly..." Long Baiyue buried her face in her hands, and shouted incoherently, "Cangzhou has fallen, and the Yan army will come back soon... How could this be... How could this be—— If the Privy Council doesn't issue an order, Ling Yun will have to defend Wei City to the death, then, the Lingbao is not very dangerous, or we should send a letter to call her back..." Bao'er stared at Long Baiyue, and said with a bit of grievance: "Are you stupid? Will Lingbao turn around now? Look at yourself..." Long Baiyue's tears welled up and wet her palms.
At night, the lights in Cuiying Hall were like beans. Long Baiyue was burning incense outside the hall and praying. When she came back after packing up her things, she saw Princess Yunyang walking out of the inner hall and sitting under the lamp looking at her.Long Baiyue was a little surprised, he hesitated and said: "Why isn't the princess resting..." "Hmph, the days are getting more and more boring now, how can I sleep?" Hey?Shouldn't you want to sleep when you're bored, Long Baiyue was stunned in a daze.Princess Yunyang changed the subject impatiently: "What are you holding in your hand? What did you do just now?" "Oh, my servant has gone to pray." Long Baiyue leaned forward and sat down in front of her. "For your lover?" Princess Yunyang sneered. "No, there are others..." Long Baiyue turned her head to think about it, and couldn't help but feel a sense of loss, "There are friends of this servant, and people whom this servant knows... They are all on the battlefield, changing rapidly and life and death are on the line, so this servant has to do it for you." They pray." "Pray..." Yunyang seemed to have thought of something, and said to Long Baiyue after a while, "One day you will know that prayer is the most useless thing in the world." "Your servant knows," Long Baiyue lowered her head and smiled wryly, "It's a pity that my servant is a useless person—naturally, I can only do useless things." Zimian, Zimian, do you also suffer from the futility of praying, so you put aside spells and let go of fighting? Thinking about it, Long Baiyue felt so sad that she wanted to cry again - once upon a time, her world was full of flowers, bright and worry-free, but in the blink of an eye, it was going downhill and the wind and rain were precarious. place. She was the only one left hesitating in the deep palace, terrified all day long. Yun Yang stretched out her hand to the candlestick, peeled off a piece of candle tears with her onion-like nails, and the red wax was covered with gold mud and silver flakes, lying bright red in her palm.She looked at it for a long time, and then sent the candle tears to Long Baiyue: "It cries and you cry, why are you crying? They are all a bunch of fools..." Long Baiyue burst out laughing, but the tears flowed more fiercely: "Princess, princess..." Suddenly a gust of wind rushed in outside the hall, almost blowing out the candles, the candles were swayed several times before lighting up the inside of the hall again—but Bao'er had already stood in front of them. "It's so hot, why come here again at this time?" Princess Yunyang scolded. "Zi Mian, Master Zi Mian is back!" Bao'er ignored her aunt's scolding, staring at Long Baiyue and yelling, tired and excited, her chest heaving and falling. Long Baiyue was trembling with excitement, stood up and rushed to Bao'er, grabbed her arm and asked her: "Zi Mian is back?! Where is he? Is he okay?" Bao'er grinned and said, "Yeah, he rented a house in the east of the city, told people's fortunes and cured diseases, and even set up a stall to play with goldfish at night, like a child king." Long Baiyue felt puzzled when he heard it, and asked in disbelief: "Are you reading that right? Is it really him?" "That's right, he's lost a lot of weight. I didn't dare to admit it at first, but he said hello first." Bao'er paused, feeling something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, so he didn't say much. Long Baiyue listened to her with tears in her eyes, and finally let out a long sigh of relief, wiped away her tears and said with a smile: "It's fine no matter what, as long as he comes back, as long as he's safe...it's fine..."
A huge white porcelain fish basin was placed on the ground, and there were hundreds of three-inch-long goldfish mixed in the basin, red and white.As soon as two small red and white flags made of silk appeared above the fish basin, the goldfish were immediately grouped by color, with the red fish clustered under the red flag and the white fish circling around the white flag.The children around the fish basin shouted in surprise. A seven-year-old girl dragged her younger brother and squatted by the basin to watch. Occasionally, she would raise her head to look at the fish driver.The fish driver smiled at the little girl, but she didn't smile, she just lowered her head and continued to look at the fish. She is afraid of this fish master, because the eyes in his smiling face are like fish in this cold water, beautiful but cold—she loves watching fish shows, because they are beautiful, but she will not put her hand into the cold water . When the red flag is waved, the red goldfish will swim back and forth, while the white fish will dive to the bottom and stay still. When the red flag is rolled up and the white flag is released, the white fish will start to swim.Two flags stand side by side, with red and white gold fish mixed in front and back, like an army array; the flags are divided into two places, and the two-color fish are separated according to their colors, which is not bad at all. The children were laughing noisily, almost squeezing into the water basin, when a 28-year-old girl with double maidservants suddenly appeared behind them, looked at the fish driver and whispered, "Lord Zi Mian." Zi Mian raised her head, stood up with a smile, the fish in the basin swam away at random, the children saw that there was no time to play, and scattered away. Bao'er took out a letter from her belt, handed it to Zi Mian through the fish basin, and explained: "This is a letter from Bai Yue to you." "Thank you." Zi Mian wiped her hands and took the letter, smiling at Bao'er. Bao'er glanced around, and asked him again: "Where is Ming Chuangchen? Why don't you see him?" "...He didn't follow me, now I live alone." Zi Mian caressed the plain white envelope and replied softly. He stood alone, his slender waist was bound by a belt, and against the bustling market, he was single and thin, as weak as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.Bao'er looked into Zi Mian's eyes, but felt like a thorn in her back, scratched her hardened scalp, and said perfunctorily, "Well, okay, then I'll go first." "Go slowly," Zi Mian nodded with a smile, saying goodbye to her, "I won't see you off." "Then I'll come to get your reply tomorrow morning!" Bao'er waved her hand and ran away bouncing around.When she turned around, she rolled her eyes and thought about how she should tell Long Baiyue how she felt——Zi Mian is a bit weird now, although she still smiles like a spring breeze... her eyes are like cold water under ice, clearly touched I can't touch it, but I know it's cold. Zi Mian turned around and entered the room, sitting alone under the lamp, staring at the letter in her hand.The plain white envelope was reflected in his eyes, like a white blade, breaking the ice covering his pupils, making his gaze flow, gurgling like spring water breaking through ice, finally bringing some warmth. Following Zi Mian, he didn't open the letter paper to read. He got up and walked to the side of the bed pillow, took a nanmu box, took out a dragon and phoenix gold hairpin from it, looked at it for a long time in his hand, then smiled and put the letter into the box Zhong took the gold hairpin and pressed it, closed the lid, got up and walked to the desk, took out a piece of paper, and wrote down with a brush: Don't worry about waiting for me. Bai Yue, wait for me at ease...