Chapter 58

The two maids looked at her sympathetically and said, "yes."

In a short time, a large number of bamboo candles were placed in front of the face.

Chen Rong sat on the cave without any image, and began to tie the Kong Ming light with concentration.

The night is getting darker.

In the sky, there are a lot of stars and the Milky way is bright. As time goes by, one after another Kongming lights float up in the sky.

Chen Rongsong opened his hand and looked at the rising of Kongming lamp in the palm of his hand. In the dark red candle light, on the gauze paper, the man's light smiling face took a kind of distance that she did not dare to pay attention to.

On the wall.

Looking at the slowly approaching middle-aged general, the soldiers bowed their heads and saluted at the same time, "I have seen the general."

The middle-aged general nodded.

He looked at the dark wilderness in front of him. Even if there was only a little bit of starlight, he could see a black patch on the wilderness. Those marks were caused by burning trees.

This is the first thing the middle-aged generals did after Luoyang broke.

He stood quietly at the head of the city, looked at the horizon for a while, and suddenly said, "think that sun Zhongmou, Zhuge Kongming, looked at the sky like this, waiting for the other side to attack?"

In the voice, with a kind of complacency.

The soldiers behind him didn't respond. The general in front of him was a scholar. He would send out a series of feelings that they could not understand at any time.

At this time, the middle-aged general sighed. He looked back at the wooden soldiers, shook his head and murmured, "how lonely the wise are!"

Say it and sigh.

At that moment, he glanced at something and shouted, "what is that?"

All the soldiers turned their heads and looked at it. One of them said with a smile, "it's Kong Mingdeng. Last night, there were many floating in the sky. I didn't expect there would be more tonight."

The middle-aged general frowned.

At this time, a gust of wind, with that wind, a Kongming lamp to middle-aged generals.

The middle-aged general stared at it, and suddenly his face changed greatly. He shouted, "shoot it down!"

Seeing all the soldiers standing there, looking at themselves in a daze, the middle-aged general said in a deep voice: "the above words are the words of the Hu people!"

The characters of the Hu people?

It's not a small thing.

All the soldiers were in awe, almost at the same time. Two young soldiers took out their bows and bent them to the sky.

'whoosh -'

arrows go like meteors!

In a twinkling of an eye, a Kongming lamp fell to the ground.

However, as soon as it fell to the ground, the candle was askew, and the yarn of the lamp began to burn. Before the soldiers ran down the wall, there were only a few black bamboo strips left.

At this time, the middle-aged general shouted: "shoot down, shoot down all!"

"Yes!"

There was a sound of promise. A dozen soldiers bent their bows and arched to the sky.

The middle-aged general looked at an empty long arrow and shouted, "take my bow!"

"Yes!"

In a short time, his soldiers had sent a magnificent bow painted black and three arrows to him.

The middle-aged general bent his bow and took the arrow.

At this moment, because the Kongming light flew too high and the soldiers could not shoot, they stopped and looked back at the leader.

"Whoosh," "whoosh," "whoosh,"

three arrows shot out in succession, just like a meteor in the night sky.

With a swish of the first arrow, he hit the Kongming lamp and shot it through.

As soon as the candle in the lamp was crooked, the second arrow had already shot out the burning candle core with a sound of "Zi -".

Then, the third arrow came. This arrow went to another Kongming lamp. With only one arrow, it put out the wick. In a twinkling of an eye, two Kongming lamps floated to the ground.

Seeing this scene, all the soldiers gave out a cheer at the same time. They turned around and looked at their leader with admiration.

The middle-aged general straightened his chest and shouted, "pick it up!"

"Yes!" "Yes!"

The two soldiers ran down the wall and rushed to the Kong Ming Deng, who had fallen on the ground.

In a short time, two Kongming lights were placed in front of the middle-aged general.

The middle-aged general put the two together, frowned and said, "it's the same."

He picked up one, stared at the statue, and muttered, "who is this?"

No one answered.

He turned the Kongming lamp around and looked at the one with the words on it. Staring at the flower like Hu Wen, the middle-aged general stood up and shouted, "shoot down all the Kongming lights!"

"Yes."

"Ask around to see where it first came out!"

"Yes!"

"Go and invite Yu Gong. He is proficient in Hu Wen and must know these words."

"Yes."

When he ordered one after another, almost suddenly, a soldier pointed to the sky over the Nanyang palace and called out, "that's right, where the Kongming lantern came from."The middle-aged general turned his head.

He looked at the roof beams and cornices, and said, "Nanyang palace?"

"Pay close attention," he said, shaking his hand

"Yes!"

At this time, Chen Rong did not know that her Kongming lamp had been shot down. She was still making Kongming lamp, one by one, tirelessly.

The young maid came up behind her and said in a low voice, "girl, are you tired? Take a break. "

Chen Rong looks up at her.

She had a sympathetic look at the young maid. Chen Rong smiles. She lowers her head and whispers, "I'm not tired." The voice is a little hoarse.

She is really in a hurry. This is the second night.

Her performance that day may only keep her safe tonight. But tomorrow night? What about later?

At this time, the young maid said, "girl, let's help you do it."

As soon as Chen Rong's eyes are bright, he points his head, "OK, OK. Thank you very much. "

The young maid shook her head. "You are welcome." She looked at the old maid.

But the face of the maidservant was obviously unwilling. The young maid squatted down.

Seeing someone help, Chen Rong shakes his sore arm and sits back.

At this time, there was a very bitter and lingering Xiao sound in the sky. Accompanied by Xiao Yin and the singing of the beauty, the young maid saw Chen Rong looking at the brightly lit building in front of her and said: "it's said that Cui family from Hedong sent a beauty this evening. The king is spoiling her."

She stared at Chen Rong and saw that her face was a little pale. She couldn't help comforting her: "if the beauty gets the king's mind, maybe the king will forget the girl you are." Her voice was a little hollow, and she still had something to say: all the beauties that the Lord forgot, his subordinates would remember.