Chapter 101 Who to Fight Against (1)
[Zhou State] Border defense city [Jicheng] Marshal's Office.
A group of soldiers had just evacuated from a room. They looked serious and were whispering to each other, which showed that they had just finished discussing something important. Inside the room, sitting on a large table with a map on it, Shan Zhen , his eyes tightly closed, and he raised his hand to pinch the sore corners of his eyes with his thumb and index finger, his brows tightly furrowed.
Suddenly, the light from the candlestick flickered, and Dan Zhen opened and closed his mouth as if nothing had happened, and uttered a few words lightly: "Don't always go through the window when there is a door."
"I don't want to disturb you."
Feng Jingyi's playful voice sounded, and she came to Shan Zhen's side with a bowl of something steaming hot. Shan Zhen remained motionless and silent. She placed the bowl in front of Shan Zhen, and seeing Shan Zhen's fatigue, Feng Jingyi felt indescribable heartache...
"It's late, don't you want to go to bed?"
At this moment, Shan Zhen opened his eyes, straightened his body, put his hands on the messy documents on the table and said: "There are still some things to deal with. If you are tired, go and rest first."
Feng Jingyi has seen Shan Zhen's hard work and fatigue during this period. In fact, Shan Zhen has never been free from hard work since the day she met him. It's not that she hasn't tried to persuade him, but it was completely useless. First, she was still an outsider to Shan Zhen, and second, Shan Zhen would not listen to her advice. Every time she saw Shan Zhen exhausted, she felt heartbroken, but helpless. No matter when, no matter what Feng Jingyi said, Shan Zhen would ignore her. On the contrary, Feng Jingyi couldn't say anything. After all, she was thankful that Shan Zhen allowed her to stay. Every time Feng Jingyi thought of this, her heart was filled with bitterness. In her eyes, this cold man who always kept people at a distance no longer had any other emotions except rejection and obedience. No, it should be very few or extremely few. Except for that person, this man was simply like a cold and emotionless person!
Unconsciously, Feng Jingyi was suppressing the bitterness in her heart, and she was not even aware of the pain in her hands as her fingers were clenched tightly. Shan Zhen did not even glance at them, but buried his head in the documents in his hands, concentrating very much. Finally, Feng Jingyi gradually suppressed the excitement in her heart, and her hands relaxed. She barely pulled the arc of her lips and revealed a beautiful, irresistible smile: "Then eat something, so that you will have energy, right?"
Feng Jingyi smiled and moved the soup bowl to Shan Zhen's hand. Shan Zhen didn't look at it, nor did he pay attention. He was still looking at the document in his hand with a focused expression. Feng Jingyi didn't say anything because she was used to it, so she could only bear it. She asked herself in her heart more than once why she had to endure the disregard, indifference and everything of the man in front of her. She didn't know the answer, and by the time she reacted, she had already gotten used to it. Habit is terrible!
After a long while, when he finished processing a document in his hand and was about to put it aside, he raised his hand and touched the soup bowl beside him. It seemed that Dan Zhen came back to his senses, then avoided the soup bowl and put the processed document aside, then picked up the cold soup bowl...
"Wait a moment."
When he was about to eat, Feng Jingyi stopped Shan Zhen. Shan Zhen turned his head slightly and raised his eyelids, looking at Feng Jingyi with some curiosity.
"My great general, it's already cold. Wait a minute while I heat it up."
"Need not."
Feng Jingyi wanted to take the cold soup from Shan Zhen's hand, but Shan Zhen did not let go. After refusing, she drank the soup without saying a word The soup was too cold to drink, but Shan Zhen did not even frown and drank it all in one breath as if nothing had happened.
"Thank you, go and have a rest."
After drinking the soup, he put the bowl aside, said thank you, and continued to bury himself in government affairs.
Although Feng Jingyi had long been accustomed to Shan Zhen's attitude, she still felt heartbroken every time, because every time she had to face Shan Zhen's indifference, she also had to face his emotionless and distant way of thanking people. In comparison, Feng Jingyi would rather Shan Zhen remain silent than have Shan Zhen's attitude of rejecting people from a thousand miles away; she silently picked up the empty bowl, stood aside and watched Shan Zhen. She should obviously leave, but every time she would be reluctant to move away...
Time passed bit by bit, and Shan Zhen, sitting at the table, was still handling government affairs meticulously. The workload in extraordinary times was much heavier than usual. Although the government affairs he was responsible for were several times more than others, Shan Zhen never complained, let alone asked for credit for it. On the contrary, all this was taken for granted for him. He was always taciturn, loyal to his duties, and did his job silently. He was neither greedy for credit nor asked for anything. In the eyes of his subordinates, he was a serious, fair and honest boss; in officialdom, he was also a self-respecting and taciturn military general.
The lights at night outlined Shan Zhen's figure that had experienced the vicissitudes of life. He did not have Zhou Cheng's handsomeness, Zhou Yan's ruthlessness, nor Zhao Ziheng's bravery. Shan Zhen only had rationality, and the years had made him more mature. No one knew what kind of heart was hidden under Shan Zhen's mature, calm and indifferent appearance. It seemed that his heart could not be understood by anyone, nor was it open to anyone. However, there were still some special people who could only vaguely guess at his heart through speculation.
