Married Thrice to Salted Fish - Chapter 89

An hour later, Xu Jun was willing to enter the palace. He was led to the Imperial Garden by the eunuch, but he did not see the emperor, but saw a pair of biren in the pavilion.

Xu Jun is willing to be unsurprising, but can still chat and laugh with the two of them: "Since ancient times, beauties have been heroes. I saw them from a distance, and thought I had mistaken a picture of beauty. The doctor, Ruo Lin, can wear a plain white, and he can complement the snowy winter scenery. That's even better." He said, nodding hello to the two of them, "General Gu, Doctor Lin."

Lin Qingyu opened the door and said: "I asked the national teacher to enter the palace because I wanted the national teacher to make a calculation for the general."

Xu Jun would like to raise his eyebrows: "I was actually the one who was invited by the doctor Lin? But the internal officer who came to Changsheng Temple clearly said that the emperor wanted to see me. Is there any misunderstanding in this."

Gu Fuzhou said: "What's the difference. The emperor knows everything, so naturally he can't do everything personally. My wife and I are ordered to act, can the Chinese teacher be dissatisfied?"

Xu Jun is willing to have a playful tone: "Dare not. Dare to ask Doctor Lin, what do you want me to be a general?"

Lin Qingyu said: "Back then, what the national teacher did for the ancestor Lu Xiaohou, today is what the general is."

Xu Jun is willing to look embarrassed: "This... I'm afraid it's wrong."

Lin Qingyu's eyes shuddered: "Why?"

"The hexagram I calculate is one hexagram for one thing, one hexagram and one hexagram. I used the name and birthday of Jiangzi to figure out that he should not be killed two years ago. This is one hexagram." Xu Jun is willing to say "Jiangzi" three times. When writing, his complexion was as usual, as if this was the consensus reached by the three. "Now that General Gu counts the same thing, then I would like to ask, does General Gu use his own birth date or Jiang Gongzi's birth date? If it is the former, General Gu died in battle two years ago; if it is the latter, the same name Forcibly counting the horoscopes again, it is nothing more than trying to find the moon in the water."

Lin Qingyu sneered: "The national teacher really knows everything."

"Mr. Lin has a good reputation." Xu Jun is willing to smile, "I know it, but it's a little bit more than others."

"Why can't you do two calculations with one trigram, even if you have such an aptitude to reach the sky?"

Xu Jun would like to say: "The way of heaven is not to be peeked. It is already a blessing to see it by chance. After many times of exploration, I fear that it will be eaten back."

"Absurd." Lin Qingyu said coldly, "Today, I just want you to be a must."

Xu Jun is willing to helplessly: "I have already said that even if I forcibly calculate it again, the income does not belong to the way of heaven."

"Qingyu." Gu Fuzhou held Lin Qingyu, "it's useless if you tell him."

On Lu Wancheng's death last year, Lin Qingyu woke up and lost control in the middle of the night. It took him a lot of effort to coax people well. To this end, he also wrote a letter of guarantee. What Lin Qingyu didn't know was that Gu Fuzhou went to Changsheng Temple on his own the next day, forcing Xu Jun to do some calculations for himself, almost putting the knife around Xu Junyuan's neck, and he got the same rhetoric as today.

Lin Qingyu swept away coldly: "You already knew it?"

Gu Fuzhou was noncommittal, saying: "If the national teacher really knows the life and death, he can simply change his name to Xu Shengdebu. After all, he is also a mortal, and there is always a limit to what he can count."

Xu Jun was willing to smile and said: "The general is worthy of life and death, and he is transparent about things. Life and death are fate, wealth and wealth are in the sky, and I hope that doctor Lin must not force it."

Lin Qingyu's expression was fierce: "Don't let me force me to ask for more, so what if I ask for one more time."

Xu Jun is willing to say: "Then I ask the doctor Lin to believe in Young Master Jiang. He was selected by the Heavenly Way and came from afar. He is unique. Although I can't figure out the fate of Gu Fuzhou, I would like to believe that Young Master Jiang is favored by the Heavenly Way. You can always survive from a dead end."

"The national teacher is still the same." Gu Fuzhou said, "Listen to the Lord's words, and read for nothing for ten years."

Xu Junyuan smiled heartily: "Thank you for your reward."

Gu Fuzhou has not yet expressed his position on the expedition, and many more memos have been handed over to Lin Qingyu. Most of these people are generals below Rank 4. One of them caught Gu Fuzhou's attention--Wu Youyuan, grandson of Prince Wu, a 17-year-old young general, is currently practicing in the Imperial Forest Army.

"Wu Youyuan?" Gu Fuzhou said, "Wu Guogong's grandson?"

"It's this person." Lin Qingyu asked, "Do you recognize him?"

"I have seen it once or twice. My little brother is handsome, and he is also one of the admirers of General Gu. This person was mentioned in the "Huai Bu Zhijun" Fan Wai. Although it was a brief introduction, it was Wu Youyuan. Inheriting Gu Fuzhou’s last wish, Xixia was destroyed in ten years. I once wanted to recommend him to the northwest, but he was too young to grow up. In the original book, he suffered a few defeats in his youth as a result. It’s only at the age of twenty-five that he grows calm and gradually shows his talent as a commander."

Lin Qingyu said: "Seventeen years old, as old as when you first came to Dayu."

Gu Fuzhou smiled and said, "Yes. When I was 17 years old, I was still walking birds and throwing pots in the Hou Mansion. People already thought about doing meritorious service on the battlefield."

Lin Qingyu asked: "Do you want him to go?"

Gu Fuzhou said: "With his current qualifications, he certainly can't be in charge, but it should be fine to be a pioneer."

After weighing in, Lin Qingyu said: "If he wants to go, just take him with him. Stay in the capital without experiencing wind and waves, and he won't be able to reach the height in the original book. When you get to the northwest, look at him more, don't let it go. He went back to the old path and acted rashly for a moment."

Gu Fuzhou grasped the key point: "So, do you agree with me to go on the expedition?"

Lin Qingyu said indifferently: "I agree or not, don't you all want to go?"

Gu Fuzhou chuckled and said, "Life is already so difficult. There are some things that Doctor Lin shouldn't expose."

In the early morning of the next day, Gu Fuzhou knelt on one knee on the main hall and said solemnly: "This is the time when Da Yu is in danger. The minister is willing to put his life and death aside, so that the northwest is safe. Chen, Gu Fuzhou, please fight."

As soon as the voice fell, the military attache was full of joy. Wu Zhan was so excited that his hands clenched fists: "I know! I know! What I say, General Gu will certainly not sit idly by!"

"With General Gu in the northwest, the retake of Yongliang is just around the corner!"

"General Gu must cut off the tongue of the Xixia thief and avenge General Zhao!"

Wu Guogong showed a relieved smile, Xi Rong curled his lips silently, and secret calculations flashed in his eyes; even Queen Mother Wen had an expression of relief.

Everyone was happy for Gu Fuzhou's initiative to invite you, only Lin Qingyu, standing behind the dragon chair, looking down at the ministers, his eyes were gloomy.

Long Yan Dayue, the emperor, immediately approved Gu Fuzhou's invitation to fight, and Ren Wuyou went to the west as a forward.

There was not much left until Xixia said that the day of massacre, the emperor gave Gu Fuzhou three days to prepare. Three days later, Gu Fuzhou would lead the capital's reinforcements to the northwest.

Before leaving for the expedition, Lin Qingyu and Gu Fuzhou each had important things to do. The servants of the night watch haven't sent hot water to the master in the night for many days. It can be seen where both of them are thinking.

At that time, the generals' mansion did not say that the gloomy clouds were bleak, but the atmosphere was also awe-inspiring. Huantong and most of the Jiading think that the general’s expedition is a matter of pride and ambition, and he will return in triumph in the future; while a woman like flower dew will worry that there will be no eyes on the battlefield, and so many injuries on the general’s body are not out of thin air. appeared. However, they couldn't do much, so they could only sew the uniforms for the generals stitch by stitch.

Lin Qingyu met two people at the house, one of whom was Hu Ji. Hu Ji was the special imperial physician of the abandoned prince and the Chen family. When the two men and the first emperor left, the concubine moved to Jinyang Garden. There was no concubine or prince princess in the palace. Hu Ji also followed suit. Now he spends most of the time. Seeing a doctor for the maid eunuch.

Lin Qingyu asked Hu Ji if he was willing to go to the doctor with the army, but Hu Ji answered without saying a word. The Northwest has just experienced a few big defeats, with countless casualties, and it is precisely the occasion of employment. As a doctor, Hu Ji will always go forward wherever he is needed.

Hu Ji's medical skills are outstanding among his peers, and Lin Qingyu has been a good friend for many years, and Lin Qingyu can trust him. After that, Lin Qingyu wrote another letter, calling for Zhang Shiquan and asking him to take the letter to Xuzhou to find Zhu Yongxin. When Shen Huaizhi said goodbye to him, Zhu Yongxin would know his whereabouts if he had something to look for in the future.

Shen Huai has superb martial arts skills but not good at warfare. He has learned all his life skills for assassination and protector of the royal guards. If he is willing to go to the northwest to help Gu Fuzhou, Lin Qingyu will feel more relieved.

When Lin Qingyu was exhausted, all the generals were traveling for Gu Fuzhou in the iron cavalry camp. Alcohol is not allowed in the barracks, so they grilled a freshly slaughtered sheep and replaced the wine with tea, wishing the general a great victory and returning with victory.

Judging from their appearance, it seems that they really feel that as long as the unbeaten Gu Fuzhou goes to the northwest, all problems will be solved.

Wu Guogong patted Gu Fuzhou on the shoulder, and said: "Brother Fuzhou, my ineffective grandson will be handed over to you. That kid has followed me to learn the art of war since he was a child, and he has learned the art of war since he was a child. He is the first time he goes out, so I don’t ask for it. He makes contributions, as long as he doesn't hold back you."

Gu Fuzhou responded with a smile, but thought in his heart that Wu Youyuan could develop quickly so that he could lie down and win.

"General, I'm sorry for you. I shouldn't say that you are...you..." Wu Zhan said with a "sharp", ashamed. ."

Gu Fuzhou said: "I don't know you, but I need you to stay in the capital and do things for me."

"But with the command of the general, the general will die!"

Gu Fuzhou winked, Wu Zhan understood. The two moved away from the crowd and came to a secluded place. Gu Fuzhou said: "My return date is unknown on my trip to the northwest. I can't worry about leaving my wife alone in Beijing."

"The general is talking about the doctor Lin?" Wu Zhan couldn't understand. "The doctor Lin is a celebrity beside the emperor and the queen mother. What can he do?"

Gu Fuzhou said slowly: "I also hope that I think too much. Just in case, I want to leave him a'knife' in the capital to protect him."

"'Knife'?" Wu Zhan said with a bitter face, "General, you can just speak up if you have something to say, my mind really can't turn around."

Gu Fuzhou lowered his voice: "I want you to hide a soldier in the capital for me."

A group of hot-blooded men always feel uncomfortable drinking tea. Some people suggested that they learn from the literati set, set up a painting boat on the Jinshuihe, order a few pots of good wine, and find a few beautiful singers for everyone to enjoy. Everyone agreed, and then asked General Gu's opinion, but the general was nowhere to be seen in the barracks.

Gu Fuzhou stepped into the yard, took off his cloak and threw it to the next person: "Qingyu, I am going to die. I ate most of the leg of lamb today."

Lin Qingyu stood at the table and smiled: "It just so happens that the kitchen didn't prepare anything tonight, only a bowl of longevity noodles, you should still be able to eat it."

"Longevity noodles?" Gu Fuzhou stepped forward and saw two bowls of steaming noodles on the table, with green scallions and half-cooked soft-boiled eggs floating on the soup. "Oh... my birthday is coming soon."

Lin Qingyu said: "You are going to be on the road for your twenty-year-old birthday. In that case, it's okay to advance it two days."

Gu Fuzhou lowered his head and kissed Lin Qingyu's forehead: "Happy, thank you baby. I will wash my hands first."

Lin Qingyu watched Gu Fuzhou turn around, and the smile at the corner of her mouth faded. When he turned around, he laughed again.

The two sat down at the table, and Lin Qingyu told Gu Fuzhou: "You can't cut the noodles."

Gu Fuzhou laughed: "When did you begin to believe this."

Lin Qingyu was blank for a while. Yeah, he never believed this before. "Probably, since Lu Wancheng's death."

Gu Fuzhou paused, picked up the chopsticks, and smiled: "Then I will finish it in one go."

The two ate the noodles, and Huan Tong came in to report, saying that the young master from the Wu Guo Gong's mansion begged to see him. Lin Qingyu asked: "Wu Youyuan?"

"It should be." Gu Fuzhou wiped his mouth with a kerchief. "Please go to the front hall, I'll go right away."

Lin Qingyu said, "I will go with you."

The seventeen-year-old handsome boy is wearing the armor of the Imperial Forest Army, full of vigor, as if he has endless energy. When he saw Gu Fuzhou, he couldn't wait to bow and said: "General, I thought of a way, maybe it can break the ground fire formation of the Xixia Army Division!"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Youyuan saw the man behind the general again, biting his tongue, and staring blankly.

Gu Fuzhou raised an eyebrow and asked, "It looks good?"

Lin Qingyu gave Gu Fuzhou a warning look.

Wu Youyuan nodded blankly: "It looks good."

"It's good to look good." Everyone likes to watch big beauties, and Gu Fuzhou won't be jealous for this little thing. If someone else looks at each other and makes them jealous, then he and Lin Qingyu won't have to do anything else all day long. "Call Mrs. General."

Wu Youyuan slowed down and hurriedly said, "Wu Youyuan has seen the general's wife."

Gu Fuzhou asked: "You came to me to discuss the art of war with me?"

Wu Youyuan then remembered the purpose of his trip, rekindling his excitement: "Exactly! Great General, the Earth Fire Array seems incomprehensible, but there is a flaw that is extremely difficult to notice..."

Lin Qingyu said, "Why don't the general take General Wu to the study?"

"Okay." Gu Fuzhou helplessly, "You follow me."

Lin Qingyu sent the two to the study, and when the flower dew was served with tea, he went to the pharmacy.

This was the last night before Gu Fuzhou's expedition. He originally intended to spend a good night with his beautiful wife. It would be better to do something. However, it is still an hour to hear Wu Youyuan's art of war in the end. Seeing the curfew is approaching, Wu Youyuan is still willing to leave.

When Gu Fuzhou returned to the room, Lin Qingyu had just finished bathing and was wiping wet hair with a hand towel. Gu Fuzhou walked behind him, naturally took the towel from his hand, and exclaimed: "'The poem of juvenile blood and youth has just begun.'"

Lin Qingyu let Gu Fuzhou wipe her long hair and asked, "Who are you talking about."

"Naturally Wu Youyuan."

"What about you," Lin Qingyu said, "Are you not a teenager anymore?"

"No." Gu Fuzhou was rather sad, "I saw Wu Youyuan, who was seventeen years old, and I realized that I was old."

Lin Qingyu reminded him: "In terms of actual age, you are just twenty years old."

Gu Fuzhou sighed, "It's not because this body doesn't have any sense of youth, and my mentality is getting old."

"will not."

"Um?"

"Even if you are using the body of a 33-year-old man, I can feel the so-called'juvenile feeling' in you."

Gu Fuzhou didn't answer, but just looked at Lin Qingyu and smiled blindly.

Lin Qingyu glanced at him: "Look at what I do."

"You are really good at talking about love," Gu Fuzhou and Lin Qingyu looked at each other in the bronze mirror. "It's the first time you are in love. Why do you say that?"

"I'm just telling the truth, it becomes love words in your ears."

Gu Fuzhou exclaimed: "Too good, too good. Talk more, I like to listen."

Lin Qingyu: "..."

When Lin Qingyu's hair was almost dry, Gu Fuzhou thought about something and asked, "By the way, where is my Qingyun Kyushu Gun?"

Lin Qingyu said, "There should still be ashes growing in the corner."

Gu Fuzhou can pick up the Qingyun Kyushu gun that most people can't move with both hands. "Fortunately, it's pretty easy." Gu Fuzhou said, "It's not in vain that I lift the iron for an hour a day."

Lin Qingyu frowned, "Didn't you say that you only plan tactics in the tent."

"Occasionally I still have to pretend to be handsome in front of the soldiers with the Qingyun Kyushu gun. If I draw my sword in front of them and look around at a loss, where will the general's face be put."

Gu Fuzhou wiped his gun under the light, and Lin Qingyu accompanied him, suddenly said, "I will go to the northwest with you."

After Lin Qingyu finished speaking, he regretted it. In today's situation, if he and Gu Fuzhou leave the capital together, using ridiculous means, I am afraid that when they return, there will be no place for them in Beijing. Gu Fuzhou fought in the northwest, he was in the capital, so that he could maintain the delicate balance.

Fortunately, Gu Fuzhou didn't take his words seriously at all: "You won't go."

"You know?"

Gu Fuzhou nodded: "I know, because our doctor Lin has never been in love."

Lin Qingyu said lightly: "I wish I was a love brain."

Just like Jingchun and the King of the North, they don't care about anything, they just want to stay together with each other and never separate.

"I don't want it." Gu Fuzhou looked at him with a smile, with nostalgia and appreciation, "'Let's live with the world, live with the sun and the moon', this is my Doctor Lin."

Lin Qingyu chuckled and said, "The "Nine Chapters" are so familiar, why the "Book of Songs" can't be memorized again."

Gu Fuzhou knew that Lin Qingyu meant the failed confession of the Shanghai Yuan Festival, and smiled: "It's not the same. At that time, you made me nervous."

Looking back on all the things that day, it seems to be the same thing as yesterday. The gorgeous lanterns all over the city, the crowd was surging, and the laughter was full...and Lin Qingyu's "I like you too".

Gu Fuzhou stared at the sharp tip of the gun and murmured, "Qingyu, I'm really...a bit scared."

Lin Qingyu stood up and ordered him: "Put down the Qingyun Kyushu Gun."

Gu Fuzhou did what he said. Lin Qingyu slowly approached, and the swaying candlelight reflected the beauty in the mist. He raised his hand to unfasten his belt, his robe slid down to his ankle, and his thin and white body was unobstructed in front of Gu Fuzhou's eyes.

The skin is cold and jade, the red dots are like cherry blossoms, the long hair hangs on the beautiful back, the fairy posture is beautiful, and the appearance is superb.

"Give me your hand." Lin Qingyu said.

Gu Fuzhou's eyes darkened, and his breathing rose rapidly, but he smiled: "What are you doing, baby, tempt me?"

"No." Lin Qingyu opened Gu Fuzhou's hand and put the ointment made by himself in his palm, "I am—inviting you."

Gu Fuzhou's pupils opened wide, and the whole figure seemed to be nailed to a chair, unable to move. He forced himself to lower his head, but Lin Qingyu pinched his jaw and forced to look at each other. He had no other choice but to see the beauty who didn't know anything.

"If you feel tired, I will come by myself."

Gu Fuzhou said with difficulty: "Or, when I come back, you can invite me again."

"Why are you waiting for you to come back?" Lin Qingyu's eyes reddened without warning. "Is it the same reason that you refused to tell me your name in a dream?"

Gu Fuzhou took the fox fur hanging on the side and put it on Lin Qingyu: "Of course not. You think, I walked for as little as half a year, or as long as three to five years. You let me eat meat, and I will know the taste, and then Throw me to the northwest to become a vegetarian. Who can bear it? Instead of that, I might as well bear it. As you said, gaining and losing is more uncomfortable than never having."

Without the last sentence, Gu Fuzhou's remarks would be quite funny. Lin Qingyu curled her lips, but there was a bit of sadness in her expression. Gu Fuzhou could see that Lin Qingyu didn't believe him, he just pretended to believe it.

Neither of them said anything. Gu Fuzhou was afraid that Lin Qingyu would catch a cold, so he carried him onto the bed and wrapped him in a quilt. Lin Qingyu didn't resist, lowering her eyebrows and narrowing her eyes, as if at the mercy of others. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, grabbed Gu Fuzhou's chest, and eagerly said, "You wrote me a guarantee."

"Yes, I wrote you a letter of guarantee." Gu Fuzhou got into the bed and took the fragile beauty into his arms. "If I lied to you, you can go to Lord Yan to sue me."

Lin Qingyu whispered: "I want to hide you, lock you up, so that you can't go anywhere, you can only stay by my side and can only look at me."

Gu Fuzhou lifted Lin Qingyu's face and looked at his expression. I saw the cruel beauty with a dazed face and moist eyes, as if trying to restrain something. Gu Fuzhou hugged him tighter and smiled: "I can't ask for it. You'd better find an iron chain to tie me up, so that I can do things with you besides eating, drinking and sleeping."

Lin Qingyu smiled reluctantly, and clung more tightly in Gu Fuzhou's arms: "Good idea." After a while, he finally made up his mind, "You go, but you must come back-you must come back."

Gu Fuzhou didn't talk much at this time. He stroked Lin Qingyu's long hair and only responded, "Okay."

In the first year of Chuxi, with Xiaoxue, Gu Fuzhou set off in command. The emperor took the civil and military officials and sent them off at the city gate.

Gu Fuzhou looked up and saw Lin Qingyu standing behind Xiao Jie above the city gate, almost level with it. He wore a azure court dress, snow cape, and a layer of white mink fur between his neck. His temperament was as cold as the moon, but the morning sun cast a warm red light on him, making his face appear to be stained. The light red, the bright eyes look good, the streamer hides.

When the two looked at each other, Lin Qingyu's red lips opened slightly and said five words.

Gu Fuzhou only heard Xiaoxiao's wind in his ears, but he could see that what Lin Qingyu said was: I am waiting for you to come back.

After this sentence, Lin Qingyu said two more words. It seemed that his mouth did not resemble a "general", nor a "husband", let alone a "Fuzhou".

Gu Fuzhou thought for a while, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, then he pulled up the reins and turned his horse's head, and said to Wu You who was beside him: "Let's go."

When Gu Fuzhou turned around, a team of elite Yulin army followed him and left the capital city violently.

After that, he never looked back. No matter whether he was forced to be helpless or not, no matter the odds of winning, when he really left, he would always be so cool, unlike the young man who said "a little scared" in front of Lin Qingyu last night, just like...just like he was dreaming back then Zhong is the same as saying goodbye to him.

Never looked back at him once.

In the sound of the trumpet, tragic songs are struck, and the heroes are iron horses, and the flags are half rolled. Turned to fight for three thousand miles, and won the eternal name.

At this moment, smile for the young hero, and don't worry about parting for years. In the future, Guanshan will be blocked, and the mountains will be high and the road will be far away. I only hope that when the yellow sands are fighting, don't forget their hometown and go to Beijing. For a long night, some people will look through the autumn water and wait for the king to return.