The surface of the frost grass was covered in an extremely thin layer of white wool, which was precisely the favorite place of Dragonhorses to eat. After the sandstorm, the meadow was covered in a layer of gray, but it was truly gray. The horses had no place to eat, so they stood by the stream for a very long time. Even when they had completely seen the scenery, they could only helplessly turn around and return.
Neither man nor horse would be happy to have delicious food in front of them but unable to eat it. If they saw someone laughing so happily at this moment, they would assuredly believe that the other party was laughing at them. Whether or not a person would think this, it was very obvious that the horse looking at Chen Changsheng was thinking this.
It suddenly charged at Chen Changsheng.
As the most outstanding warhorse, no matter how ill-tempered the Dragonhorse was, it would never casually attack soldiers. The soldiers were well aware that this Dragonhorse just wanted to give Chen Changsheng a fright. In a normal situation, this sort of play would never have attracted their attention, but when they thought about how Chen Changsheng was still heavily injured and had only just been able to move, they still warily gripped their sticks.
What happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.
The Dragonhorse did not continue to gallop forward. At a distance of ten-some zhang, it began to slow down, its head constantly swaying to and fro as if extremely perplexed. Its nostrils were constantly opening and closing as if it was smelling something, and its naughty and nasty eyes were quickly replaced by a desire to get close.
It strolled up to Chen Changsheng and respectfully lowered its head, apparently wanting Chen Changsheng to pet it.
The other Dragonhorses noticed the activity and ran over. Just like the first Dragonhorse, they surrounded Chen Changsheng, carefully and uncontrollably rubbing against him with joy. One of the bolder Dragonhorses even stealthily licked the hand he used to hold the tree branch in.
At this sight, the laughter of the soldiers of Sloping Cliff Horse Farm had long since ceased. They were all stunned as they thought, just what is going on here?
At this moment, the most spirited Dragonhorse in the lead squeezed through the crowd and arrived in front of Chen Changsheng. It humbly bent its forelegs and kneeled on the ground.
It seemed to be inviting Chen Changsheng to mount it, or perhaps it wanted Chen Changsheng to give it his blessing.
Shocked gasps rose and fell from the crowd.
Luo Bu, who was standing on the outside, restrained his smile and quietly looked at Chen Chang Sheng, who was surrounded by the horses, as if deep in thought.
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That night, the stars were as usual, and a pot of meat soup was still simmering on the stove in the room, but it was not as noisy as it had been a few days ago.
Not a single soldier of Sloping Cliff Horse Farm remained in the room to chat with Chen Changsheng, because there were guests tonight.
Luo Bu glanced at Nanke, who was squatting by the stove and staring at the pot of meat, then turned his head to look at Chen Chang Sheng on the bed. Without any concealment, he directly said: "Of course you're not an ordinary person."
Chen Chang Sheng thought of the almost perfect military arrangement in the meadow and the study room and said, "Of course you are not an ordinary person."
Luo Bu looked into his eyes and asked, "Did I have anything to do with you falling down the mountain?"
"No." Chen Chang Sheng calmly looked back at his eyes and said, "From a certain perspective, I am indeed a pharmacist."
Luo Bu calmly asked, "Then in your stroll through Sloping Cliff Horse Farm today, did you see anything you wanted to see?"
Chen Chang Sheng answered honestly, "Yes."
"What did you see?"
"I saw a Great General at Sloping Cliff."
Hearing this, Luo Bu was silent for a while, then said, "Just say what you mean."
Chen Changsheng looked into his eyes and said, "I want to invite you to leave the mountain."
Leave what mountain?
The ten thousand li of Mount Han.
Beyond Mount Han was the snowy plains, the true battlefield in the struggle with the demons.
Chen Changsheng added, "I'm not sure if you know or not, but Ning Shiwei is already dead, and the Mount Song Army headquarters needs a new Divine General."
Luo Bu fell quiet, then asked, "Can I understand that you admire me so much that you've decided to push me to the position of Divine General of the Mount Song Army headquarters?"
Chen Changsheng said nothing, tacitly agreeing, because this truly was what he thought. At the same time, he noticed that although Luo Bu had been demoted to the desolate Sloping Cliff Horse Farm, he seemed to be able to grasp information about the higher-ups of the Mount Song Army headquarters. This made Chen Changsheng even more curious about this person's background.
"If even a pharmacist can decide the position of a Divine General, I can roughly understand why the Great Zhou Dynasty has fallen further and further."
Luo Bu smiled at him and said, "Then are you a person of the Prince of Xiang or of the Tianhai clan? Or perhaps you're a secret emissary from the Daoist monastery in Luoyang? "
The secret emissaries of the Daoist monastery in Luoyang mentioned at the end were the blue-clothed Daoists at the venerable Daoist Shang Xingzhou's side.
After two years, hearing someone mention his master once more, Chen Changsheng felt a little emotional.
He did not explain his background to Luo Bu, nor did he explain why he did what he did.
Because he did not represent the Prince of Xiang, did not represent the Tianhai clan, did not represent any faction of the Great Zhou Imperial Court. He represented the Li Palace, the Orthodoxy, the world.
He was the Pope, shouldering the responsibility of the entire world, so it was only right that he consider the future of the Human race.
In his view, for a person like Luo Bu to be placed in a place like Sloping Cliff Horse Farm was truly a colossal waste.
"I can roughly guess what you're thinking. It's nothing more than 'wasting talent' or 'not meeting with opportunity', those old phrases."
Luo Bu calmly said, "But you don't know, I came to Sloping Cliff Horse Farm to live in seclusion, or perhaps I was forced to live in seclusion, but in the end, I accepted this on my own."
Chen Changsheng looked at him and very seriously said, "If you were forced by external forces, perhaps I could help you resolve a few problems."
For some reason, the more serious Chen Changsheng's expression became, the more relaxed Luo Bu became. Perhaps it was because this made him think of those serious schoolmates of his, and then he thought of that year when sword Qi filled the mountain. He subconsciously looked at his chest and thought to himself, in the end, there are some things that I have to resolve myself. He shook his head.
"I don't like trouble."
"I also don't want to make trouble for you."
"So I won't leave the mountain."
Luo Bu calmly and concisely ended this conversation, saying, "In two days, when your injuries are better, I will have someone send you off."
Chen Changsheng thought this over, then said, "Very well, in the future, if you need anything, come find me."
Luo Bu smiled. "I don't like finding people, it's still troublesome."
It was a plain sentence, but it was filled with confidence, just like the signature on the two paintings.
Chen Changsheng replied, "The grace of saving my life must be repaid."
Luo Bu replied, "Do as you please, there's no need to say it."
Chen Changsheng said, "A friend of mine once taught me that there are some things that have to be done, but words have to be said even more."
Luo Bu felt that these words were rather meaningful. He said, "That friend of yours is either a hypocrite or a true scoundrel."
Chen Changsheng thought of that friend he had not seen for two years, and then thought of how he had not received a letter for half a year. His longing suddenly grew, and he found it difficult to suppress it.
He very seriously explained to Luo Bu, "That friend of mine is a hypocrite, a true gentleman."
Luo Bu smiled at these words, then turned to Nanke and asked, "Is she really your sister?"
This question contained a deeper meaning.
Chen Changsheng had heard it clearly, but he could not give up on Nanke, so he nodded.
"Sometimes, a liar is not necessarily an arrogant person, but rather a true person."
Luo Bu smiled at him. "I don't know who you are, or who you represent, evil or good, but at least in this aspect, I admire you very much."
The room grew quiet. There was only the gurgling of the meat soup, which was boiling.
Nanke filled a bowl with meat soup and walked to the side of the bed.
At this moment, hurried footsteps came from outside the room.
The door was forcefully pushed open and a bodyguard rushed into the room, shouting something in shock. He was completely unaware that he was about to collide with Nanke.
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