Southerners

Chapter 75

At this time, Meng Huanyuan was in Burma, separated from Song Zhi by more than half of Yuan's territory.

During his breaks, Meng Huan would also look at the map and stare at the location of Dadu.

The expedition was caught off guard, and Shizu directly issued an order. This is Meng Huan's responsibility. Of course, it is impossible to refuse, nor is he unwilling to go on an expedition.

But when the cool jade pendant in his hand was pressed to his chest, Meng Huan realized that it had only been more than a month, and he would miss Song Zhi so much. Call him Zhengnan in a hoarse voice.

In fact, very few people know Meng Huan's name.For one thing, Mongolian Semu people generally call him by his Mongolian name, and for two, most Han people call him by his official title, and there are very few people who call him by his name, but Song Zhi's name is so beautiful, like a kitten's paw, It tickled his heart one by one.

"I hope you are always smiling and free from worries." Last fall, Song Zhi's words were still in my ears.

That is the simplest, most straightforward, and most touching love story.

Meng Huan lowered his head and kissed the always smiling Maitreya Buddha.His Zilan would be sad, lost, and miss him when he heard that he was going to war.

Like he misses him.

Meng Huan was a little worried about Song Zhi. Wen Tianxiang's death a few years ago seemed to have had a great impact on Song Zhi. When Song Zhi faced Wen Tianxiang's corpse that day, his face was stunned and full of tears. Meng Huan recalled it now , but also distressed.

With Song Zhi's personality, living in such an environment is very dangerous. He will offend those in power from time to time. If he is not in the capital, if he gets into trouble again, who will protect him?

"Lieutenant General." The guard's voice sounded from outside the tent.

"Come in." Meng Huan was wearing armor, and the long knife in his hand was shining coldly under the candlelight.

After the personal guard came in, he hugged Meng Huan with a fist, bowed and said, "The scouts found the enemy at Yazishan, three miles to the southeast."

"Understood." Meng Huan picked up the helmet, "What did General Yaolahai say?"

Yao Lahai is the coach of this discussion.

The moon in Myanmar is as round as Dadu, perhaps because of the war. In the dark night sky, the crescent moon and the stars complement each other, the light is cold and ruthless, and the whole world reveals a chill.

Meng Huan walked quickly, got on his horse, and his whole body was like a sword about to be unsheathed, sharp and cold, but under the hard exterior, inside the heavy armor, the beating heart in his chest was placed in the softest part. with a person.

The name is Song Zilan.

Dadu, Xingshun Hutong.

Song Zilan suddenly woke up from the dream, touched the cool spot on her face, it was tears.

He dreamed that Meng Huan was injured.

was badly wounded.

The enemy's saber was raised high and slashed at Meng Huan's neck. Meng Huan struggled to raise the saber to resist, but was pierced through his body by another spear from behind.

The blood splattered three feet, as thick as the day Wen Tianxiang was beheaded, making Song Zhi feel chills all over her body uncontrollably.

The moonlight is cold, shining in through the screen window, and the cold wind of early spring is also blowing in.The ground was covered with silver frost, a piece of snow white, like the heavy snow seen in Meng's residence last year, cold to the bone.

After Song Zhi returned to Xingshun Hutong, he didn't hang the jade pendant around his waist anymore. He carefully tied it with a rope and hung it around his neck so that the Maitreya Buddha was close to his heart.

On the night of August [-] last year, the evening wind on the Jinshui River was as gentle as a lover's hand, and the moonlight was as soft as water, not at all like the cold moon and cold wind tonight.

In the end, it is because the people around him are not around, and everything is bleak.

Is he hurt?

The climate in Myanmar is different from most, hot and humid, will he get sick?

Song Zhi held the jade pendant in the palm of her hand, the lines of Maitreya Buddha were so clear in the palm of her hand, the person who always smiled at him gently, seemed to be in Maitreya Buddha, sending warmth to him bit by bit, wanting to see His longing spread from the palm of his hand, and seemed to spread from the bottom of his heart, slowly and unquestionably advancing through his whole body, every second, biting his bones and heart.

miss him.

want to see him.

Think crazy.

Song Zhi curled up, as if she was still in Meng Mansion, sleeping in the room facing the crabapple and plum blossoms, beside Meng Huan who was sleeping soundly, Meng Huan put his hands on his waist, hugging him arms.

The next day, Xiuniang got up early in the morning and found that Song Zhi was still in bed, knocked on the door, but Song Zhi didn't answer, Xiuniang opened the door and went in, only to find that Song Zhi was ill.

The teenager on the bed had a hot forehead and his face was flushed red.

"Master!" Xiu Niang was anxious, and immediately ran to find a doctor for Song Zhi, why is she so sick?

Song Zhi's consciousness was drowsy. Hearing that a doctor was seeing a doctor, she prescribed a prescription and left.

Song Zhi was a little disappointed to hear that the voice was not Pei Ya.

After an unknown amount of time, someone came to him with a pill, and the strong smell of the medicine made Song Zhi frowned and turned her head away.

"Bitter..." he said.

"Give the candied fruit to the young master later, now drink the medicine obediently."

It wasn't the voice that was on her mind, Song Zhi was inexplicably aggrieved, but Xiu Niang's voice was also familiar and gentle, making Song Zhi obediently open her mouth, and Xiu Niang fed the medicine into it.

bitter!

Song Zhi wrinkled her whole face in pain, and almost spit out the medicine.

Xiu Niang sighed, why did the young master become more and more delicate.

Patting Song Zhi's head, she said softly, "Young master, be good, you will be cured after drinking the medicine."

Like coaxing a child, Song Zhi actually liked this very much. He rubbed his head against Xiu Niang's palm. He was unconscious and always thought that the person beside him was Meng Huan, so he called in a low voice: "Zheng Nan... ..."

Xiu Niang didn't hear clearly, she moved closer to Song Zhi's ear and asked, "What did you say, young master?"

This question made Song Zhiyu dimly realize that the person beside her was Xiuniang, so she quickly shut up and refused to speak out.

In the evening, Xiu Niang scrubbed and cooled Song Zhi, and wiped a veil soaked in cold water along the sides of her face and down to her neck.Xiu Niang suddenly saw that there was a rather delicate rope around Song Zhi's neck, braided with complicated patterns.

This is?Xiuniang was puzzled, she never knew what else Song Zhi was wearing, so she pulled it out to have a look, but she didn't expect it to be a priceless jade pendant.

Xiuniang was startled in her heart, Xiuniang was also the son of a nobleman in her early years, she was not an ignorant person, and she knew at a glance that this jade pendant was by no means something ordinary people could have.

Xiuniang stuffed the jade pendant back into Song Zhi's collar, feeling confused for a moment.

Where did her young master, a poor scholar, get such a precious jade pendant?

Xiuniang believed in Song Zhi's character, and it was definitely not stolen. Keeping it close to her body like this must have been given to him by someone very important and precious, most likely her sweetheart.

But Song Zhi never mentioned it to her.

In early spring, it was cold, and the spring rain lasted for more than half a month. Song Zhi's illness lasted for more than half a month. She was always mentally tired and physically uncomfortable.

Xiu Niang felt distressed looking at it, and the jade pendant wandered around in her mind from time to time, looking for an opportunity to ask, but also felt that Song Zhi would not tell her the truth, it was not that Song Zhi was not allowed to have privacy, but such a precious thing, it was a matter of concern. major.

In addition, with the conjecture that "the sweetheart is a lady from the official family, and gave Song Zhi a precious jade pendant", Xiuniang looked at Song Zhi again, and felt that it was wrong no matter how she looked at it. Looking out the window always seems to be pregnant.

So Xiu Niang asked him cryptically: "Is there something on your mind, young master?"

Song Zhi propped her chin to look at the rain outside the window. It fell from the eaves in bits and pieces. The rain fell like beads, hitting the bluestone slab in front of the door one by one. The small pit is filled with stagnant water. When the raindrops drip down again, they will hit the small pool and splash all over the place.

Hearing Xiu Niang's question, Song Zhi turned her head and smiled at her, and said, "What can I worry about?"

Xiu Niang said: "The young master has always been preoccupied recently, how can we hide it from Xiu Niang?"

Song Zhi smiled and said, "Really not."

Xiu Niang: Sure enough, I won’t say it.

"I guess, does the young master have a sweetheart?"

Song Zhi's heart skipped a beat, can this be seen?Did you reveal yourself?But her face was still calm, and she said with a smile: "What nonsense is Xiu Niang talking about?"

"Don't coax me," Xiu Niang said, "I've lived half my life, but I still can't see how careful you are? Is it because I have a crush on some girl, and the girl has no intention of you, or does the girl's family disagree?"

It really hit the nail on the head for Xiuniang.

But how can this be admitted, Song Zhi said: "No."

Xiu Niang showed suspicion, her mouth was so strict, it seemed that the girl was not good.

Song Zhi took out her trump card: "Just looking at the spring rain, I remembered the spring five years ago..."

On the day of Li Hansu's death, it was also spring, and it rained lightly.

Xiu Niang is helpless: Forget it, I will ask slowly in the future.

In February, the apricot blossoms in Xingshun Hutong are in full bloom, and there are clusters of apricot blossoms, like a cloud of pink and white.

Bai Man'er sat on the swing that Song Zhi set up for her last year, full of girlish thoughts.

Begonia flowers bloomed blazingly above her head, and Bai Man'er was alone swinging on the swing, kicking the stones on the ground, thinking: Her brother Lang doesn't want to marry her.

After Xiuniang asked Song Zhi, she didn't want to let Bai Man'er hang around here, so she sneered at Bai A'Zhu. Although Bai A'Zhu loved her daughter, she also knew that a twisted melon was not sweet, so she had to Advise her daughter to find another mate.

But Bai Man'er is only 15 years old, so he doesn't know what it means to let go.

Since then, he has been depressed day by day, and soon lost weight, and his round chin became sharper.

Bai Man'er lost weight, and Song Zhi also lost weight.

Meng Huan came back in late February.

On the day when she came back, the sun was shining brightly, and the golden light shone down in large swaths. Song Zhi heard from the neighbors that the officer who was begging for nothing had come back, she was shocked, and ran out like flying.

It's a pity that after Song Zhi went out, he learned that all the officers had gone to the palace to face saints, so he was a step too late.

Song Zhi had no choice but to come back unhappy, seeing that Xiu Niang was full of doubts, what did the officer do to Song Zhi when he came back?

Could it be that the jade pendant was not a gift from my sweetheart?

Impossible, looking at the appearance of that baby Song Zhi, she has to touch her chest from time to time, it is definitely a gift from her sweetheart.

"The Mongolian army returned in triumph, what is the young master so happy about?" Xiu Niang asked tentatively.

Song Zhi said: "No, it's just that I've been in a bad mood for the past few days, so I just watched the excitement."

Xiu Niang was even more skeptical.

Uncle is in the army?

...that would not be so happy.

But after Song Zhi came back, the whole person was indeed a lot excited, and there was an unconcealable smile between her brows and eyes. Although Song Zhi was trying her best to endure and wanted to make herself not so obvious, but with Xiuniang's attitude towards Song Zhi I understand, how can I not see that he is really happy?

"Master," Xiu Niang suddenly thought of a possibility, so she said, "Is the young master's client coming back soon?"

Song Zhi was stunned for a moment, and just about to say yes, she realized that if she said yes, wouldn't she be revealing herself?

So he shook his head, "How do I know when the customer will come back?"

Xiu Niang: Isn't she a girl from the customer's family?

Who else could that be?