Chapter 15

Chen Rong is silent.

Sun Yan turned around, he stared at Chen Rong seriously, stared at him, and suddenly asked, "how old are you?"

Chen Rong was stunned and replied, "it's not yet 15 years old."

"Smaller than me." Sun Yan stared at her and said naturally, "call me brother."

Chen Rong looked up at him in astonishment.

In the moonlight, her silly expression obviously pleased Sun Yan, and he smiled. This smile swept away the loneliness on his face.

Chen Rong stared at him and said, "hum, you are not necessarily older than me."

Sun Yan smiles again. This young man, obviously, used to like to laugh. When he smiled, his whole face was radiant and bright.

He looked up and down at Chen Rong and nodded: "yes, if it wasn't for you to say it, no one would have seen you. Hum, she is a little girl, but she has the enchanting appearance of a woman. "

That said, Chen's little face turned red instantly. She took a breath and tried to put down the anger, but she was a grumpy girl. After five or six deep breaths, she opened her mouth one by one and said: "that's better than you little kid with duck voice!"

Sun Yan laughs.

Just smile, his voice is getting smaller and smaller. He turned to his side, continued to look at the silver river ahead, and said in a low voice, "your eyes are like wolves, I like them."

Chen Rong swished up her head. She stared at Sun Yan, intending to refute, but she could not say anything.

Turning around, Chen Rong, like Sun Yan, looked at the rippling lake and thought to himself, "I thought I had forgotten all the past, but now I haven't done enough.". I have to make myself really peaceful. Even if I see that person again, it should be peaceful.

At this moment, they stand side by side, silent.

However, maybe it's because of the same illness. Although they didn't say anything, they naturally felt a kind of calm, a kind of quiet accompanied by others.

In the distance, in the fire, laughter and noise are still heard. But the two shadows standing on the river seem to melt into the heaven and earth, so lonely and ancient.

Time flies. Three days have passed in a flash.

In these three days, Wang Hong and thin Zhi have been surrounded by young girls. They meet occasionally, but they just smile at each other and have no chance to talk.

Sun Yan, a young man, has been running in parallel with Chen Rong since then. He drives his car with Chen's husband and eats Chen's food. Naturally, he has formed a small Gang with Chen Rong.

On this day, the motorcade approached the Yellow River.

At this time, from all parts of Bingzhou to the Dashi, has been visible from time to time. From afar, you can see the broad official road, everywhere smoke and dust held high, noisy and shocking.

"Girl, it's almost across the Yellow River. It's Luoyang after the Yellow River, girl, we've arrived! " After the Yellow River is Luoyang. If there is no accident, they will settle down in Luoyang.

Ping Nu ran to the carriage cheerfully and cried. Her eyes were not big. At this time, her smile became a line. Around her, there were people with the same smile.

"Luoyang?"

There was no joy in Chen's face.

She raised her head and gazed forward. There was a blue sky ahead. At the end of the sky, it was covered by white clouds and blocked by mountains. She could not see the layers of paintings and railings in Luoyang.

At this moment, the happy people thought that the Yellow River was less than 40 Li ahead, and they could not rest. One by one, driving the carriage, rushed forward.

After twenty miles of running like this, the line of scholars from all over the country has been filled with officials. Not only on the official road, but also in the wild fields on both sides, there are guards on horseback.

Chen Rong turned to see that she was surrounded by boundless heads and carriages. The noise filled the sky. Even if she was near, she had to speak loudly to hear it.

"There are so many people, girl."

Ping Nu looked around and sighed.

Chen Rong didn't answer. Her eyes were a bit dazed and her lips were tight.

In a flash, the sun is setting.

At this time, they are ten miles away from the Yellow River.

After eating in public, Chen Rong, who had been at a loss, suddenly stepped forward. Sun Yangang on one side just put down the dishes and chopsticks, he saw the unusual appearance. He frowned, and the duck's voice rang, "a Rong, the Wangs are eating."

According to aristocratic etiquette, we can't talk when we eat, let alone when we visit.

Chen Rong's step. She turned her head to look at Sun Yan and stared at him for a while. She murmured, "I didn't know until now that even if fate had already been determined, I would have to be rich."

She said this inexplicably. Where can Sun Yan understand it? The young man blinked and looked at her doubtfully.

Chen Rong took back his sight, went on and said again: "it takes one and a half hours for the Wang family to have dinner. I can't wait that long. "Then she strode forward.

Sun Yan frowned and looked at her for a while, then came up with her.

On the wasteland, the Wang family made two long dragons out of plain satin. On the long dragon, there were several plums, and the wine and meat were fragrant.

The nobles are quiet. Chen Rong can see that on the left side of Wang Zhuo, Wang Hong and Luo Zhi are sitting.

When Chen Rong came, from time to time someone looked up to her. Those Wang's sons stared at her and walked straight in the direction of Wang Zhuo.

After a while, Chen Rong came to Wang Zhuo.

Far away, she is Yingying Yifu.

Wang Zhuo and Wang Hong, Luo Zhi all look up, and they are looking at the bright girl in the evening sun.

Without waiting for Wang Hong to open his mouth, Chen Rong said clearly: "prince, since ancient times, Luoyang has been a place for strategists to fight for. Now the hundred ethnic groups of Huyi are invading the Central Plains. Chen Rong thinks that they will not let Luoyang go. "

What she said at this time was all state affairs, including Wang Hong. All the people opened their eyes and looked at Chen Rong in astonishment.

Scholars at this time did not like to talk about politics.

Since the famous people who like to talk about politics died one after another, they have been talking about metaphysics and wind and moon for a long time.

Therefore, Chen Rong, a young girl, is talking about the "battle of the strategists" here. At this moment, even Huang Zhi frowns.

Chen Rong didn't seem to see it. She just looked at Wang Zhuo carefully and continued: "Chen Rong thought that Luoyang at this time was no longer a safe place. We are going here for fear that we will fall into the trap that the Hu people have already set. "

"Trap?" Wang Zhuo finally put down his chopsticks and asked, "do you think the Hu people have invaded Luoyang?" Chen Rong showed great power twice in a row, and he began to pay attention to the girl's words.

Chen Rong shook his head and said: "Luoyang city is so strong, which is so easy to attack? I mean, I'm afraid that the Hu people will lay corporal soldiers around Luoyang and on the Bank of the Yellow River, waiting for us to catch ourselves. "

Wang Zhuo pondered. He turned to look at Wang Hong and said, "how does Qilang look?"

Wang Hong's clear eyes, like those of autumn water, are staring at Chen Rong. He has heard for a long time that the girl in front of him is a girl who is different from the women in the world.

He put on his sleeve and asked Chen Rong for a moment, "what kind of Hu people do ah Rong think there will be?"

Hu nationality? Can't the husband of the Han nationality have the ambition to be king and Emperor? Chen Rong smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "I don't know. Chen Rong is here to ask the prince to leave. "

Please leave?

Whoosh, people at the same time raised their heads to look at Chen Rong, one by one, with a look of consternation.