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Chapter 81

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    Yuzhi smiled slightly at Ah Qin's gaze, walked over and sat down beside the bed: "Marshal, let me feed you porridge!"

    Lin Yurun lowered her eyes, and her thick eyelashes drooped down, covering the deep eye waves.

    When facing Yuzhi, he always has a familiar feeling, as if his mother came back again

    But he is very clear that his mother passed away ten years ago and will never come back

    Yuzhi scooped up some spinach and chicken porridge with a silver spoon, and was about to feed Lin Yurun, when Xu Ling said from the side: "Yuzhi, you are clumsy, what should you do if you burn the commander? Let me feed the commander!"

    Hearing this, Yuzhi looked at Xu Ling, her big eyes were full of puzzlement——Xu Ling is so clever, why is she so stupid now?

    Lin Yurun glanced at Xu Ling indifferently, his eyes were a little bit unfriendly.

    Xu Ling didn't know why he looked at Yuzhi taking care of the commander, and said this sentence like a brain twitch. He had already said it, but it was hard to take it back. He reacted very quickly, and immediately walked over with a smile, making a gesture to pick Yuzhi up.  With the Suxin porcelain bowl in his hand, he heard Lin Yurun's hoarse and weak voice: "Xu Ling, please sing me a tune. The one you sang while drinking at Xihe Fortress in Weishi County was very nice!"

    Xu Ling: ""

    Yuzhi couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, and raised a silver spoon to feed Lin Yurun porridge.

    Manager Zhang took a look at Xu Ling, and thought to himself: Although Mr. Xu has a good life, he doesn't look like a person who can sing and dance well. Is the commander trying to embarrass him on purpose?

    Lin Yurun lowered her eyes and concentrated on eating porridge.

    The porridge looks green and oily, which is very weird, but the rice grains melt in the mouth, and the porridge is delicious, especially delicious.

    Manager Zhang looked at it from the sidelines, and almost burst into tears—the former commander never ate this kind of unsightly vegetable porridge!

    Seeing that Ah Qin was willing to eat, Yuzhi's big eyes turned into moons, full of joy, she took another tablespoon, blew on it, and continued to feed him porridge.

    When Lin Yurun was about to finish a bowl of porridge, a low and desolate singing voice suddenly sounded from the end of the bed:

    "The scenery is different in autumn, and the geese in Hengyang go without paying attention"

    Yuzhi turned her head to look, and found that Xu Linguo really sang the lyrics, it was "The Pride of the Fisherman" by Fan Zhongyan, a former court official. His voice was not loud, and he had no skills, but there was a trace of sadness and desolation in the monotonous hoarseness, which made people feel deep in his heart.  Tremble.

    She was afraid that Ah Qin would only focus on listening to Xu Ling's singing, so she hurriedly fed the last spoonful of vegetable and chicken porridge into Ah Qin's mouth.

    Xu Ling has an extremely thick skin, and he doesn't feel at all that he is an official fourth-rank Ganzhou Wei commander, and it is an insult to sing to his boss in time.

    He raised his brows slightly, his clear eyes swept over Yuzhi with a smile on his face, beat the beat with his hands contentedly, and continued to chant: "There are sounds from all around. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke sets and the sun sets and the lonely city closes.

    A glass of turbid wine is home for thousands of miles, Yan Ran is not reined in, and there is no plan, and Qiang's pipe is full of frost.  People can't sleep, the general's white hair invites tears from his husband, the general's white hair invites tears from his husband—"

    After the last ray of sound disappeared, there was a moment of silence in the room.

    Seeing this, Xu Ling squinted his eyes and smiled, with deep dimples, and clapped his hands "papapapa": "Master, does it sound good? Do you want to play another song?"

    Lin Yurun was speechless for a long time, waved his hands and said: "You have worked hard, go back and rest!"

    For a thick-skinned Xu Ling, there is really nothing he can do!

    Xu Ling smiled and said: "My lord, the general is not worried about you, so let the general stay and take care of you. The general doesn't choose a place, just rest on the couch by the window for a while!"

    Lin Yurun didn't bother to talk to him, stopped talking, closed her eyes, and fell asleep again in a daze.

    Lin Yurun woke up again at night, his throat still hurting uncomfortably, he closed his eyes and moaned, and soon a pair of warm and soft hands lifted him up, and stuffed a pillow behind him.

    Lin Yurun smelled a faint fragrance.

    This fragrance is very similar to the breath of my mother in my memory

    After drinking two cups of water, the dryness and pain in Lin Yurun's throat finally eased a bit.

    He still closed his eyes, feeling the warm and soft hands taking care of him, as if his mother was still by his side

    Lin Yurun didn't dare to open her eyes, for fear that her mother would disappear

    Thinking of Yuzhi, he felt a little bit of grievance in his heart—my mother is so gentle and beautiful, how could she be a young wild girl!

    In the early morning, Yuzhi woke Lin Yurun up, gave him medicine once, and water twice.

    After Ah Qin finished her convenience and washed her hands, Yuzhi came in from the outside and continued to sit by the bed and watch Ah Qin sleep.

    Wait until Ah Qin is asleep?How beautiful it is, even if you sip it like this, it still looks good.

    However, Director Zhang has been taking care of Lin Yurun for nearly ten years, and he knew at a glance that the action of pursing his lips meant that Lin Yurun was unhappy and was too busy to make a sound.

    After sitting firmly in the carriage, Yuzhi discovered that the carriage was full of yellow rosewood suitcases, and the seat was squeezed by these suitcases to only a narrow one, which was just enough for her to sleep.

    Yuzhi's upper eyelids were almost glued to her lower eyelids, wrapped in Xu Ling's lambskin jacket, pillowed on her own bundle, closed her eyes in the fragrance of huanghuali, and soon fell into a deep sleep as the carriage bumped  .

    Seeing that it was almost noon, the brigade did not rest at noon, and they had to rush to an open place by the river in front of them, so Manager Zhang opened the fixed special drawer, revealing a row of jade boxes for snacks:  Handsome, you can use some dim sum! Do you want sweet-scented osmanthus cake, or pretzel beef cake? Red bean cake is also available"

    Lin Yurun thought for a while, and said, "Let someone bring over the spare ribs and porridge left over from the morning!"

    Director Zhang knew that Lin Yurun didn't eat leftovers, so he hurriedly said, "Master, this is leftovers why don't I have someone wake up Miss Chen and ask her to cook a pot for you again?"

    Lin Yurun raised his eyes and looked at him: "Just leave the rest of the morning, there is no need to wake her up."

    Manager Zhang hurriedly answered "yes".

    As soon as Yuzhi woke up, she opened the baffle on the car window and looked out, and found that the pale sun was hanging in the sparse forest, the wheat fields were green on both sides of the road, and the smoke from the villages in the distance was curling up—it turned out that it was already sunset!

    It is estimated that the camp is about to be set up!

    She was thinking about making some nutritious and delicious dinner for Ah Qin at night, when she suddenly thought of something - these suitcases should be full of Ah Qin's clothes, can't she see Ah Qin's stature  ?

    Thinking of this, Yuzhi couldn't help laughing, turned over quickly, and started to work.

    Along the way, after more than ten days, Ganzhou Jiedu envoy Lin Yurun and his party finally arrived at the capital on the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month.

    After placing the army in the barracks outside the city, Xu Ling took Hanyue and Yuzhi, and followed Lin Yurun into the Jinmingchi Palace.

    The Jinmingchi Palace was heavily guarded, and Director Zhang placed Xu Ling in a side courtyard, and was about to leave in a hurry.

    Xu Ling reacted quickly, grabbed him, smiled and hugged Director Zhang, and said in a low voice: "Director Zhang, did your majesty come to welcome the commander in person?"

    Manager Zhang glanced at him, and said softly: "Master Xu, don't leave this yard, if the commander-in-chief sends someone to call you, you go there again!"

    Xu Ling understood immediately, and immediately restrained his lazy and tired appearance, bowed his hands solemnly, and sent Manager Zhang away respectfully.

    It turns out that His Majesty has really come!

    It seems that His Majesty loves the Marshal very much!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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