Liu Ruyan thought about it carefully and then said: "If the Song army captures the Southern Han Dynasty, it will be like a tiger with more wings. It will definitely take action against the Northern Han Dynasty and even the Southern Tang Dynasty. The Southern Tang Dynasty secretly set up Chencang to prevent the Song army from winning. The best way is to have an army without a general."
"But these are just wishful thinking on my part. The situation is not clear yet, so it's really hard to say." She sat back on the couch, lay down on her back, and said in a lazy voice.
Shen Yanchu listened for a long time and finally nodded: "There is no shortage of this possibility. Assuming that the Southern Tang Dynasty hopes that the Song army will be defeated, they can make a big fuss by using the details in the army. For example, Li Bing lit the smoke that he had prepared in advance. , and then called his own soldiers in to serve tea. After the soldiers inhaled the smoke, they would fall into hallucinations. At this time, Li Bing dressed up as an ordinary soldier and walked out of the camp majestically. Until the tea cup fell to the ground, the soldiers outside suddenly woke up. I mistakenly thought that Li Bing was being plotted against."
"You are right." Liu Ruyan snapped her fingers, "But judging from the current situation, not many people know the inside story, and the soldiers below do not know."
Shen Yanchu asked her, "So, are you going to tell Xie Feng about Li Bing and Zeng Jin?"
"How could I?" She shook her head and laughed, "Not to mention whether this speculation is correct or not, even if it is true, I don't want to wade into this muddy water."
"Protect yourself wisely?" Shen Yanchu summed it up, "That's the only way."
"Yeah." She continued to nod, then turned over on the straw mat.
Shen Yanchu stared at her back, "What are you doing in bed in broad daylight?"
Liu Ruyan closed her eyes and said, "You can just go about your business. I want to be alone and think about life."
The corner of Shen Yanchu's mouth twitched, and even when he was sleeping, she would say it loudly, "Since you have nothing to do, come with me to the mountain and collect some soap locusts."
She waved her hand and said, "I just went to the mountains yesterday. If you want to go there, go by yourself."
"Let's go together."
"Let Dong Qingxian accompany you."
"I want you to go!"
"Hey, pretend to be a boss for me. You've become more prosperous." She suddenly sat up and smiled sadly.
Shen Yanchu turned around and stood with his hands behind his back, "I wanted to see if there were any pheasants in the mountains and open a small stove..."
He said, looking back at her.
But he saw Liu Ruyan dressed neatly and standing behind him, "Sir, which mountain are you going to? I saw a lot of pheasants in the mountains to the east. Well, there are a lot of saponins. They are completely wild and natural!"
He was stunned and said, "Okay, you lead the way."
"Okay——"
At the foot of Dongshan Mountain.
Liu Ruyan was carrying a bamboo basket on her back, wearing tung oil shoes on her feet, and her trousers were rolled up high, trying to wade through a cluster of streams in the mountains.
The stream is clear and clear, and the slippery pebbles at the bottom of the water are covered with a layer of light green moss. Under the erosion of the running water, the moss rolls up the young leaves like fluff, which are thin, soft, and supple and stretched.
Her eyes were focused, looking at her feet. When she stepped on her tung oil shoes, the cool stream water would cover her feet.
Obviously these moss are very slippery, and occasionally they will fall over and cause a messy splash.
But the honey locust tree was right in front of her, and no matter how difficult it was to walk across the water in front of her, she still had to grit her teeth and wade through it.
She stared at someone not far away, standing against the wind, standing above the water like A Piao, looking so spotless and graceful.
Liu Ruyan secretly approached him and smiled at him: "The moss is too slippery, why don't you carry me there?"
Carrying her?
Shen Yan was startled, perhaps thinking of something in his heart, and his expression became very strange.
"You have feet to walk on your own." He frowned.
Liu Ruyan stopped him again, "Hey, I kindly accompany you up the mountain, but you don't even want to help me with this little favor. What kind of brother are you?"
Shen Yanchu: "..."
"That's fine. If you don't want to carry me there, I won't accompany you. Let's go back now."
Shen Yanchu stared at her for a long time. After struggling in his heart, he finally compromised: "I won't jump up yet."
"Okay-" She changed her face faster than flipping through a book, hooked her arms around his neck, and immediately jumped on his back.
The moment the body came close to him, he froze on the spot. When the pair of slender calves hooked around his waist, Shen Yanchu felt confused and almost fell into the water!
It's not like I've never touched her before. At that time, I felt ashamed at most. I didn't expect that meeting her again would become so embarrassing.
Shen Yanchu was used to being cold-hearted and thick-skinned, but under his handsome face, his earlobes turned slightly red in the autumn sun.
He buried his head and left.
"You're going in the wrong direction." Liu Ruyan hooked his neck and kicked him with her toes.
He turned around and started walking again.
"Wrong again, why are you walking without looking at the road?" She complained, her warm breath blowing on his neck.
His hair stood on end.
The weather turned cooler after mid-autumn, but there seemed to be a fire in his chest, silent and hot, gushing and ready to go.
The faces of the two people were reflected in the stream. He glanced at them casually and was stunned.
In the reflection, he saw her face, with the corners of her mouth curved upward, as if she was wearing a smile.
And his eyes were dark and unfamiliar.
It turns out that this is the real him...
Shen Yanchu is not stupid. In his eyes, the seven emotions and six desires of mortals have never been able to escape.
Including himself.
I remember that when he first learned the mind method, his uncle once said to him:
"Cang Ming Burning Heart Technique, forget the world and forget yourself. Joy, anger, sorrow and joy are all taboos, love, hate and hatred are all false."
"Yan'er, you must remember that when you practice the Burning Heart Technique to the eighth level, you must not be contaminated or touched by alcohol or sex. This is a taboo in practice!"
Later, he followed his uncle to practice, and gradually, his temperament changed.
He learned to be patient and restrained.
He used to have lively features and high spirits.
Later, he became indifferent and heartless.
All things in this world are like passing clouds to him, and the things he once loved have become insignificant to him.
He is cool and has few desires, and has seen all the devastation in the world.
He has no distractions and has reached the pinnacle of martial arts.
After so many years, he was alone, used to loneliness, and used to being cold.
After ten years of practice, he watched the world's affairs with a cold eye, but he only fell in love with her.
If we say that wine and sex are intestinal toxins and bone-eroding drugs.
So, when he opened his heart and accepted this person in his heart.
He knew that from now on, he would never be able to stop her.
Now recalling what his uncle said, he just wanted to smile:
——Life in the mortal world, if there is no desire, how will it be different from the dead?