The next day, the sweet and salty rice dumplings were cooked in the pot, and the air was filled with the fragrance of rice dumplings. However, Xue Lin did not come back until it was getting late. However, Songfeng came and said that Xue Lin had returned to Beiguan, but he took people directly to the military camp. It was hard to say when or whether he would come back. Madam, it was better not to wait and rest early. After Songfeng left, Mingyi looked at the rice dumplings and realgar wine left for Xue Lin on the table, and waved her hands, "That's it, you all go down and have a rest! I'm not waiting for him, I just want to know what happened in Jizhou. How's it going?" Fan Shuang and Wei Yu looked at each other, not daring to say anything. They winked at each other, stood up and left. When they arrived at the door, Fan Shuang exclaimed in shock, "Ah! It's raining!" Mingyi turned around and looked over, wasn't it raining? It came suddenly and violently. Just a moment ago, we saw the sky full of stars. In the next moment, there was a strong wind, dark clouds rolled in, lightning flashed and thunder suddenly came, and the heavy rain that was coming suddenly poured down. When the guards in front of the Dudu Mansion saw Mingyi coming in the rain, they all looked surprised, but they did not dare to say anything, and they just saluted hurriedly. Mingyi nodded lightly and said nothing. She just stood there holding a lamp, looking out at the long silent street outside the door from time to time. After a while, the sound of rain subsided. The rain in this world comes like this, and it goes as quickly as it comes. When Mingyi was about to turn around and leave, she finally heard the light and fast sound of horse hooves coming from the end of the long street. Come, from far to near. After a while, several horses were seen galloping from a distance. The leader was wearing a black robe, and the horse's fur was shiny black. He looked a head taller than the other horses. Isn't it Xue Lin?
He's really back! Mingyi was so happy that she subconsciously grabbed the open umbrella at her feet and walked down the stairs. Then she realized that it didn't seem to be raining anymore. She stopped and looked up at the sky, then moved the umbrella away. .
Under the boundless night, on the long street where it had just fallen, a woman in an aqua skirt removed her umbrella and leaned out from behind the umbrella. She was graceful and light, like the charm of the dark night. The dim light of the lamp in her hand fell on her eyes, and the faint smile lining the corners of her eyes seemed to break through the boundless darkness behind her, bringing a little bit of light. She curved her red lips and smiled, the smile in her eyes The joy is so clear, "Are you back?" Xue Lin somehow remembered that snowy night when she returned to Wangjing last year. She was also standing on the front steps of Xue Mansion in Wangjing and glanced at him from a distance, but... it was different from that time. For a long time, Mingyi looked over strangely, wondering why he kept sitting on the horse and didn't answer, but just looked at her with those deep eyes. Just when he was about to ask a question, he finally came to his senses. He let out a low, dumb "hmm". As soon as the sound fell, Xue Lin jumped off the horse. Mingyi breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "It started raining suddenly just now. I don't know whether you will come back or not. If you come back at this time, you will definitely get wet, so I thought of coming out to greet you. Who knew that this would happen?" The rain comes and goes quickly." "The rain here is always like this. It started to rain suddenly on the road, so we found a place to hide for a while. We didn't come back until the rain subsided, so it was too late." As Xue Lin spoke, he reached out and took her hand. He took the lamp away and carried it himself. Then he stretched out his free hand and naturally took Mingyi's arm through his sleeve, leading her towards the door of the mansion. Mingyi followed him blankly, her eyes falling on the hand he held on her, thinking that she had said before that she would work hard to overcome it, but she didn't struggle and let him go. While walking, she raised her head and saw that Xue Lin's body was indeed wet, but she was not really wet, so she breathed a sigh of relief. "Is there anything to eat?" I'm very hungry." A quarter of an hour later, Mingyi looked at An Zhiruosu sitting at the Eight Immortals table in her room, and Xue Lin, the old god, wandering around, without thinking about why things happened like this. When he is hungry, he can ask the kitchen to make food for him. She has left rice dumplings for him, or she can give them to him. He can eat wherever he likes. Why did he come to her room?
Mingyi's eyes rolled around, and when she raised her eyes, she met Xue Lin's eyes. Their eyes met. Mingyi smiled awkwardly, but Xue Lin seemed calm and composed. I'm afraid this isn't her bedroom, but his, right? Mingyi cursed in his heart, and after thinking about it, he was right, this huge Anxi belonged to him, and the Governor's Mansion even more belonged to him. No wonder he was so at ease. "Is there anything you want to ask me?" Xue Lin picked up a rice dumpling and peeled it off. Mingyi always felt a little strange looking at his long and strong fingers peeling off the rice dumplings flexibly. This was supposed to be the hand that guided the bow and shot the arrow, and used the knife to use the gun! And... the outer skin of the rice dumpling is wrapped with red thread. It should be honey rice dumpling. He is afraid that he won't be able to eat it. Mingyi's thoughts had already drifted away, and she didn't hear what Xue Lin was saying at all. She just said "hmm" in a low voice, which was extremely perfunctory. Xue Lin raised his eyes and saw her looking blankly at the rice dumpling in his hand...? Xue Lin peeled off one and handed it to her with a slight thought, "Want to eat?" Mingyi suddenly woke up and hurriedly waved her hands, "No, I've already eaten just now." "So, do you want to know about Jizhou?" Seeing that she really didn't want to eat it, Xue Lin took the rice dumpling back and took a bite. It was sweet, and he frowned slightly. "Of course I want to know. How is it?" Mingyi immediately became energetic. "There is only one entrance to the mountain. Although it is convenient for hiding troops, it is difficult to evacuate. If someone blocks the entrance, then one can get it right and everyone will get the loot. Jin Changguo still wanted to escape, but he was surrounded early in the morning. He was in Mali City, but he still had some conscience and did not resist in Mali City. Otherwise, it would inevitably affect the people in the city. In the end, he burned down the prefectural pastoral office, which can be regarded as committing suicide in fear of crime." Xue Lin looked like he committed suicide. It was plain, and the tone was even more mediocre. He told the matter in an understatement, hiding all the thrilling and bloody cruelty. "Congratulations to the Commander-in-Chief for eradicating the cancer in Jizhou and killing the chicken to scare the monkeys. From now on, the fourteen Anxi prefectures will surely unite and work together like an arm and a finger." Mingyi naturally knew the dangers involved, but the matter was resolved satisfactorily. She was really happy and smiled. He smiled at Xue Lin and blessed him. Xue Lin bit into the rice dumpling one by one, her half-draped eyelashes casting a cold arc under her eyes. Mingyi's smile faded slightly, "The governor doesn't seem so happy?" "I originally wanted to ask Jin Changguo about an old matter, but he died so simply that I had nowhere to ask." Xue Lin's voice was deep in his throat, and his voice was still flat, but Mingyi could see from those low words. Hearing the unspeakable unwillingness and pain, my heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.
But before she could ask anything, he changed the subject and said, "Jin Changguo is ambitious and capable, but it's a pity that he took the wrong path." Mingyi knew that he didn't want to say more, so she pondered for a moment and followed his words, "He said that the last time he saw you was when he went to the Governor's Mansion four years ago to report on his duties. Logically speaking, the Governor of Anxi controls the fourteen prefectures of Anxi. Every year, each state You should go to the Governor's Mansion to report on your work. So...he has never been to Beiguan in the past few years? This is simply Sima Zhao's intention. He is so majestic and does not take you seriously at all. In other words, he looks down on you. , and look down upon all Han people." (End of this chapter)