Why so quiet?

I sat on the bed, and in this quiet and dark room, I could only hear my heartbeat and breathing. Outside the door, there was a little red light emitted from the lanterns hanging under the eaves, and other than that, I could hardly even hear the sound of the wind.

This night, everything was silent.

How could it be so quiet?

I clearly remember that Song Huaiyi said before that he wanted to conquer Xia Cangzhou City in this half month, and their way of siege was very strange. The night before, he made a loud noise outside Cangzhou City, so that the city, especially the soldiers guarding the city, could not rest well and consume their energy. In this way, the next day, the attack on the city will be twice the result.

Logically speaking, Pei Yuanxiu has taken Han Ruoshi to the Cui family today. If they want to show their loyalty, they should have been the most fierce attack in the past few days.

Why was there no sound outside tonight?

Are they not planning to siege the city? Or do they have other ways to siege the city?

When I thought about it this way, the heavy tiredness that had just passed was swept away. I turned over and got out of bed, walked slowly towards the door with my shoes, and put my hand on the door frame, but hesitated for a moment and did not push the door open.

The flower bamboo must be outside. Even if the flower bamboo is not there, Xie Feng must be peeking at me.

Pei Yuanxiu left him to "protect" me, saying it was protection, but I think Xie Feng has most of his thoughts to monitor me, and I can't go too far with every move now.

If I just pushed the door out like this and asked him why I didn’t sleep in the middle of the night, I would be really hard to say.

So, my hand was retracted.

I walked to the other side of the room again, gently pushed the window apart, and the air conditioner outside suddenly came in, which made me tremble slightly.

When I looked out through the gap in the window, the vast snow field in the distance was pitch black in the night, and there were no lights on the camp where they were stationed before.

It's true, there is no intention to attack the city.

It is obviously a good thing, as long as you don’t fight, you won’t die; as long as you don’t attack the city, there will always be a Cangzhou city between them and the capital, but this abnormality makes me feel a little uneasy.

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon.

Could it be that they have other arrangements?

Just thinking about this, I felt that the blood in my body was flowing faster. It was clearly standing on the wind vent by the window, and the cold wind blew on my body, but a layer of hot sweat broke out on my forehead.

I vaguely felt that it would be difficult to fall asleep tonight.

The uneasiness and all kinds of speculation in my heart kept rising. I lay back on the bed, and I didn't speak anymore, and I didn't even move. I was like a kettle with water boiling. It was already rumbling inside, but I couldn't ask, or even had any inquiry.

Before I figured out the matter, of course I can't completely dissect my thoughts to others.

I can only wait tomorrow, wait until dawn, and then figure out what is going on.

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I spent this night slowly in such a torment. I was about to fall asleep several times when I was about to fall asleep. But my mind always tightened and woke me up again.

Finally, it was light up slowly until it was outside.

Although Pei Yuanxiu left, Song Huaiyi and the others would definitely not be negligent in treating me. In the morning, a group of maids came to my room to serve me in washing, eating and drinking. After everything was done, I heard a noisy below. When I went out, I saw the stage building again. The actors had already started to sing and were about to start singing.

Song Huaiyi walked up and said with a smile: "The season is not good now, and there is nothing to play with. Today I found another opera troupe. Please give me a review of Ms. Yan."

I smiled and said, "It's a problem for Mr. Song."

"Where is Miss Yan who can stay in the Song family, it is an honor for her to stay. How can she make Miss Yan bored?"

After chatting for a few words, the following sings started.

I still kept smiling and sat in the seat they prepared for me, listening to the play below, but of course I was not at all on this. When I picked up the tea cup and had a tea, I saw Song Huaiyi sitting on the other side, listening leisurely, with one hand still playing the beat slowly on the small table beside me.

It looks fascinating.

Before, he was not so idle except to accompany Pei Yuanxiu.

Although outsiders seem to be in charge of such a big family, they must be full of wealth and wealth, and they must eat, drink and have fun every day, only he himself knows that a big family business means he has a heavy responsibility. In fact, as long as the parents of these big families are not playboys or second-generations with no ambitions, almost no one can really spend every day leisurely like this.

But now Song Huaiyi is surrounded by Cangzhou City outside, and his men are stationed outside the city, but he is here to listen to opera.

This is not right.

Recalling the quietness of last night, my doubts became heavier.

But I didn't ask a question immediately, but I also leisurely leaned in the chair and listened to the scene below, but during the demotion, I yawned.

Song Huaiyi heard it immediately, turned around and saw my tears, and asked carefully: "What's wrong with Miss Yan? Is the show boring?"

I hurriedly said, "Mr. Song must not get me wrong. This play is good, the lyrics are good, the chanting is good, and the figure is good."

"Why, Miss Yan——"

"Oh, I just didn't sleep well last night."

"Last night?" He frowned slightly, and a hint of confusion appeared on his face: "Last night, there was nothing to quarrel with Miss Yan, right?"

"It's true," I said with a smile: "It's rare. I didn't hear anything last night when I came here. But I am a man. I got used to the noisy outside two days ago. Suddenly I became quiet. I was not used to it. Haha..."

He couldn't help laughing when he heard what I said.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! I smiled and said, "By the way, how could it be so quiet last night?"

Song Huaiyi said lightly: "The noise was because our people went to create riots outside Cangzhou City. Naturally, they didn't do this last night, so they became quiet."

I frowned slightly: "Mr. Song means, aren't you going to attack Cangzhou City again?"

He smiled and said, "I haven't beaten it for so long. The young master means that it's time to take a break."

“…!”

Speaking of this, the singing started again.

He hung his hand on a corner of the small restaurant, and listened to the sound below with concentration. I didn't ask any more questions, and also acted as if I was listening to the opera attentively.

But the scene was full of lively singing, but my heart slowly sank.

I haven't beaten it for so long, so it's time to take a break?

Listen to him, is this what Pei Yuanxiu means?

Before he was about to leave the Song family the night before, Pei Yuanxiu and Song Huaiyi talked about the middle of the night in the study. Could it be that the negotiation was completed?

Not to fight?

No, absolutely impossible!

Not to mention that he had time to reunite with Shengjing's troops. Even if time was not urgent, they would not only surround the people of Hui Cangzhou City, but also consume their own food and grass. Hundreds of thousands of troops were all money. In the end, what they fought was money, and what they wanted was profit.

How could he consume time and money, these two most important things, here?

However, it was indeed quiet last night, and now the garden is quiet, and there was no sound of siege outside.

It's really not moving at all.

I don't believe they will really give up attacking Cangzhou City, but now there is no war. Could it be that they have begun to doubt me, or, doubt some people and things, and have to act like this?

But no matter how you act, the war cannot be delayed. This is certain. No matter how Pei Yuanxiu does, he will not delay his entry into Beijing.

What the hell is going on?

I held back my anxiety and the constant doubts, and kept listening to the opera quietly. After listening to a few plays, I saw that the people below were about to set up a table and have dinner, so I asked Song Huaiyi: "By the way, the old lady didn't watch the opera today?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a smile and said, "Wife still remembers me."

Looking back, Old Lady Zhang was supported by someone and slowly walked in from outside the garden gate.

I don’t know if it was because there was no sound outside last night, but she was resting well and looked much more energetic. I hurriedly went up to me. As soon as I walked in front of her, I realized that the person who was supporting her over was not someone else, but her longing for the grandson - Song Xuan.

This handsome young man in brocade robe saluted me: "Ms. Yan."

“……Prince Song, it’s rare.”

I didn't recognize him at first, because I saw him a few times before, and he was wearing armor and full of courage. But this time he appeared in a gorgeous robe. He didn't look like a general at all, but just a luxurious young man.

This made me feel a little deeper.

He rarely appears in the past few days, and he was not at the welcoming banquet that Song Huaiyi specially arranged the night before yesterday, because he was used to being in the army, and the war changed rapidly, and he had to be in the army, but he didn't expect that today he would see him at home, and dressed in such a leisurely outfit.

In other words, the war really stopped!

My expression was in a daze for a moment. When I came to my senses, Song Xuan was smiling at me and said, "What are Miss Yan thinking? Let's go to the table first."

"Oh... OK, OK."

I was helped to walk to the table, and everyone sat down one by one.

Old Mrs. Zhang grabbed Song Xuan's hand with one hand, and said with emotion: "Xuan'er hasn't eaten at home for a long time."

"Yes, grandma."

"Then you say, after this meal, will you still leave? Do you still want to leave grandma orphan at home?"

Seeing that his grandmother was still acting coquettish to him, Song Xuan laughed like an adult and said, "Since grandmother said that, Xuan'er dared not leave again."

"Is that true?"

"Don't worry, grandma, at least in the past ten or half a month, Xuan'er will be at home with grandma every day."
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