At noon the next day, Chen Qing had lunch alone in the tent. His lunch was not much different from that of the soldiers. It was also a large bowl of rice, a roasted fish and a few pieces of bacon, plus a bowl of chicken soup and a plate of rice.
Pickles, Jiangnan is a land of plenty, and the food treatment of the army is indeed better than that of the Western army.
At this time, the curtain opened and Hu Yantong rushed in like a gust of wind.
"Commander, I found out Wang Bo's background!"
Chen Qing put down the bowl and said with a smile: "Is it so fast?"
"It's not fast. After my third uncle found out about the relationship between Wang Huan and Wang Bo, the person he entrusted also found out some information. The third uncle thought I didn't need it anymore, so he didn't tell me."
"Tell me, what is Wang Bo's background?"
"Wang Bo's family is just like what I said. They are very rich but not very high in status. The key is that his uncle is actually the Prime Minister Qin Hui. Unexpectedly!"
This news stunned Chen Qing. Qin Hui's wife Wang, the woman who made an iron man and knelt by the West Lake for nine hundred years, turned out to be Wang Bo's aunt. It was so unexpected.
"Then why did Qin Hui step on Wang Huan? He was dismissed from office."
"I think this is Qin Hui's insidiousness. One is to distance himself from the relationship, and the other is to show his righteousness and annihilate relatives. I think Wang Huan's going to Muzhou to investigate must be Qin Hui's arrangement."
Chen Qing nodded. This makes sense. Why did Wang Huan come to check him? It could only be Qin Hui's arrangement. Zhang Jun's willingness to help Wang Bo this time was also Qin Hui's favor. It seemed that Qin Hui valued his nephew very much and wanted to
Cultivate him as your confidant.
He originally thought that he and Qin Hui would not have any intersection, but he did not expect that he would actually have an intersection with Qin Hui through Wang Bo's personal grudge. He had already been keeping an eye on him.
"Commander, there is one more thing!"
Hu Yantong hesitated and said: "Can you do me a favor?"
"Tell me! What's the matter?"
"I have a little sister who also likes to practice martial arts. Her family calls her Yi Zhangqing. She heard that you beheaded Wanyan Loushi and wanted to see you. She is right outside the camp gate."
Chen Qing laughed, "I came to the Song Dynasty, and there were actually female fans."
"Okay! I'll sign her name and give her an arrow."
Chen Qing also stopped for lunch, took an arrow and walked outside the camp.
This Yizhangqing is of course not the Liangshan female general Yizhangqing. This is a very common nickname in the Song Dynasty, indicating that Hu Yantong's sister used a long whip.
After leaving the camp gate, I saw a young woman in red warrior uniform, about seventeen or eighteen years old, riding on a white horse, followed by two maids on horseback.
Chen Qing was stunned for a moment. He thought Hu Yantong's sister was a young lady of 12 or 13 years old. Only at this age would she be interested in chasing stars, but she didn't expect that she was actually a young woman.
Chen Qing looked back at Hu Yantong. He felt like he had been deceived. If he had known it was a young woman, he would not have come.
"The girl in red is my cousin, the daughter of my fourth uncle's family. She was originally called Wu Niang, but my grandfather changed her name to Huyan Wu Niang, who practices martial arts."
Hu Yantong said, waving to the woman in red not far away, who urged her horse to run over.
The woman in red has an oval face, which looks like a peach blossom. She has beautiful eyes, but her eyebrows are a little thicker and darker. Her mouth is not as small as a cherry. She has a strong sense of contour and her skin is a healthy wheat color.
These three points diluted her feminine temperament and made her appear heroic.
"Wu Niang, this is Commander Chen you want to see, the general of the Western Army who killed Wanyan Lou's family."
Hu Yanwu Niang looked Chen Qing up and down, and suddenly asked: "How is your literary talent? Can you write lyrics and poems?"
Chen Qing was confused. Although this Hu Yan Yizhang Qing was a little rude, for Hu Yan Tong's sake, Chen Qing didn't want to argue with her.
Chen Qing smiled lightly and said: "We martial arts practitioners wake up at midnight and stay up late at night to practice martial arts wholeheartedly. How can we have time to study? I only know a thousand words."
Hu Yanwu Niang suddenly glared at Hu Yantong, "Then why did you lie to me and say that General Chen was a Confucian general with both civil and military skills?"
Hu Yantong was speechless and speechless for a long time.
Hu Yanwu Niang cupped her fists and saluted Chen Qing, "General Chen, nice to meet you!"
After saying that, she turned the horse's head and ran towards the city gate. Watching her retreat, Hu Yantong also let out a long sigh of relief.
"What's going on?" Chen Qingxiao asked.
"Hey! Let's go back to the big tent and talk about it. It's hard to explain in words!"
The two returned to the main tent. Chen Qing threw the arrow into the arrow pot and continued to eat his lunch.
Hu Yantong sighed and said, "I only found out today that my grandfather has taken a liking to you and wants to recruit you as his grandson-in-law!"
Chen Qing laughed dumbly, "Is this the warrior lady?"
Hu Yantong nodded, "There are only three girls in our family, two are married, and this one is left. She dances with guns and sticks all day long. She is already eighteen years old. She has been on countless blind dates. Either others look down on her, or
She looks down on others, and since she has never been successful, it seems that today’s blind date will not be successful either.”
Chen Qing's eyes widened, "You mean, when you met me at the camp gate just now, it was a blind date?"
"Of course, what do you think?"
Chen Qing suddenly became annoyed and said, "I'm warning you, next time something like this happens, you have to explain it clearly to me first. I thought it was your eleven or twelve-year-old little sister asking for my autograph or something."
"It's my fault today. I should have asked you to change your clothes. Wearing armor will definitely not work."
"That's not what I meant. What I mean is that I don't want to think about getting married at all now. My former Vice-General Yang regretted it very much after getting married. He was afraid that one day he would die in battle and make his newlywed wife suffer for the rest of her life."
Speaking of this, Chen Qing suddenly thought of Yang Yuanqing and slapped his forehead suddenly. He actually forgot that he should go see Wei Qing and Yang Yuanqing's wife. They seemed to be in Lin'an, but... where to find them?
them?
Chen Qing glanced at Hu Yantong and saw Hu Yantong sitting there with an annoyed look on his face, so he smiled and said: "I just feel a little abrupt, I'm not really angry with you."
Hu Yantong shook his head, "I'm not angry because of you, I'm angry with myself. I should let you change clothes. I know it, hey!"
"What do you know?" Chen Qing asked with a curious smile.
"Although my sister likes to practice martial arts, she doesn't like men who practice martial arts. She likes scholars and gentle gentlemen. You are full of murderous aura and can't even hide it. It might be better if you change into a jacket.
.”
Chen Qing laughed. No wonder Huyanwu Niang asked if she could write poems and lyrics. It turned out that she liked scholars.
"I'm afraid I've disappointed you. Although I have practiced calligraphy since I was a child, read a few books, and know thousands of characters, I am by no means the kind of scholar your little sister likes. The words "gentle as jade" describe me.
It doesn’t show at all, I killed too many people and my whole body is full of blood.”
Hu Yantong hesitated for a moment and then said: "Actually, it is not up to her to make the final decision on marriage. If you like her, I think there is still hope."
Chen Qing sighed and said to Hu Yantong sincerely: "Thank you for your grandfather's love for me. I really don't think about marriage now."
Hu Yantong said unwillingly: "But you are twenty-four years old now. Although I am not married, I have already been engaged, including Zheng Ping, who also has a fiancée. Even if you don't want to get married, you can at least settle on a marriage and let one People care about you."
Chen Qing still shook his head and said with some sadness: "After the Battle of Fuping, I didn't even have the chance to go home to visit my parents. I don't know if they died in the war. Huyan, from last year to today, I am still drifting in troubled times. Sky, how could I possibly consider marriage?"
Chen Qing was speaking from his heart. From last year to today, he was still floating in the sky of troubled times, and his feet had never touched the ground. In the Song Dynasty, he had no home, no house, it could be said that he had nothing. As for his parents, wife and children in his predecessor, he also wanted to Go take a look and at least leave some money for them so that they can survive.
Hu Yantong nodded silently and did not persuade him any further. He understood a little.
........
At night, Chen Qing was walking slowly on the school grounds alone. Although today's blind date was a bit abrupt, it also faintly touched a well-hidden weakness deep in his heart.
That was loneliness. He had never been as lonely as he is today. His parents, home, colleagues, and friends were all far away from him, leaving him alone in the Song Dynasty.
He fought and fought desperately, and even longed to die on the battlefield, maybe his soul could return to the next life.
He hid the biggest secret and lived a false life in the Song Dynasty, but deep down in his heart he also longed for a woman who cared about him thousands of miles away. He also longed to have a home and children of his own in this world. .
But...he is afraid that if such a situation occurs, he will never be able to return to the next life.
Chen Qing was worried about gains and losses, longing for someone to love him, but afraid of taking on that responsibility.
This feeling of loneliness that was separated from the seal in his heart finally came out. He looked up at the dark night sky, and the endless loneliness was like the dark night, completely engulfing him.