Nightfall

The remaining snow hasn't faded ... The cold wind is still there ... The ring of weeping is not yet spring, but the fragrance of Ye Luchun has begun on the streets of Chang'an City. Attracted the attention of many pedestrians.

The girls wore light-colored cardigan dresses, with wide and gorgeous belts taller, and the style was very clear. The well-known Changan people soon guessed that they were from Dahe.

Datang and Dahe Kingdom have been in contact for generations. The people of the two countries have a sense of intimacy and intimacy. However, due to the long distance between them, the number of people who have seen Dahe in Changan City has gradually decreased in these years. Suddenly I saw so many beautiful girls from Dahe Kingdom today, looking at their quilts, the older Tang people couldn't help but sigh.

The old people began to recall the Queen of Dahe Kingdom who came to study in Chang'an during the Kaihua years, and began to tell the young people beside him the bitter love song between the Queen and the Tang Emperor.

The young Tang people were even more excited. They stood under the eaves of the street and waved desperately towards the girls from the Dahe Kingdom, shouting to welcome them to come to Changan to play. Ma Pan ran and asked for their names and addresses.

Although the Dahe Kingdom loves Tang style, the girls in the country are known for their gentleness and virtue. After the Tao entered the city, the girls chatted about the osmanthus cake Wanyan Temple. When they woke up, they felt so sick, and their faces were hot. The young Tang people chased after asking for their names, and they all bowed their heads.

Tmall girl looked at a young son who was panting and running on the horse's side, looked at his unabashed love and excitement, and buried her little face in the plush collar, thinking I was like this Are you in a hurry?

Her party was so warmly welcomed by the Changan people, Mo Shanshan, who was a little uneasy, smiled, put down the curtains and began to close her eyes to refresh her mind, and the sparse and long eyelashes flickered slightly. It seems that the uneasiness in her heart has not been completely eliminated. Why not worry.

Ning Que leaned close to her and lifted the curtain to look out.

Most of the college students who practiced in Biansi with him returned to Chang'an City with him. The urgent march a few days ago made these students really hard, especially Zhong Dajun, who was at the end, was pale and thinner than before. Look at his trance It looks like it might fall off at any time.

Ning Que knew exactly why this was. Before he pretended to be Zhong Dajun and his fellow Mo Shanshan and went deep into the wilderness, he confessed that he had turned off Zhong Dajun himself. Later he also forgot this matter after Wang Ting revealed his true identity, so he did After leaving Tuyang City, Zhong Dajun was released, presumably suffering a lot in the past six months.

Ning Que's character is definitely not upright, but for the role of Zhong Dajun who is absolutely misbehaving, there is absolutely no apology and guilt, and he is too lazy to whistle directly to Side Tao.

Situ Ylang listened to the whistle and gently raised the horse rein to the carriage. In the past six months, she took her classmates and soldiers in the Bishui camp with the soldiers and the prairie barbarian and the coalition to fight and fight fiercely. She broke into a great reputation in the army, but her face was destroyed by the wind and frost and she was full of face. Gray, it looks unavoidable.

Ning Que looked at her and said, "Go to my house for a while, and I invite you to eat noodles."

"When can you do something better?" Situ Yilan said angrily and pointed to his dusty face: "Although I don't care about this on the battlefield, this has already returned to Chang'an City. Should you? Give me some time to freshen up and dress up. Do n’t forget that I am a daughter ... "

Ning Que pretended to be surprised and said, "I thought the female general did not belong to her daughter's family."

Situ Yilan slammed his fist with fist, bluffing him to quickly put down the curtain and hid behind the mountain.

Mo Shanshan opened his eyes and looked at him with a slight smile without saying anything.

The academy's practical training returned to Beijing, and it was naturally welcomed by the court, especially the young girl of Mochiyuan in the Dahe Kingdom, and several officials came from the courtesy department. In the opinion of Shan, the horse-drawn carriage on Suzaku Street was separated from the large forces and headed towards the east.

In a short time, he came to Lin 47 Lane. Ning Que jumped out of the carriage and looked at the familiar gray wall of the street scene, as well as the winter trees that were found in the courtyard of the treasury of the former household department. Very satisfied. From the end of spring to the end of winter, he disappeared like this for half a year, so he believed that the Moxiangjing water chicken soup noodle soup and fried egg noodles in the old pen room and the silver ticket under the bed can finally embrace this again today. Feels great.

Suddenly, he saw a black wagon parked on the side of the shop, looking at the dense fine lines on the carriage. He couldn't help being silent for a moment, nodded toward the wagon, and then walked up the stone steps to push the old pen. Door.

In the shop, Chen Pipi and Sang Sang have played three games and are eating noodles.

Sang Sang is a person who doesn't like playing chess or gambling, but since someone has to give her money, she has no choice but to accompany her for a few games. As the new silver tickets with ink scent started, she gradually forgot the sadness caused by the departure of the two old men and the sadness brought by the bachelor couple, and her mood became much better, so she made an exception. Chen Pipi and himself cooked two large bowls of noodles.

At this moment, the shop door was pushed open and a squeak was made. Sang Sang lowered his head and held the noodle bowl, sucking noodles into his mouth. He wanted to hear that the sound was about to be deformed at the bottom of the door shaft, so he had to find some time to repair it.

Suddenly she felt that the footsteps of the coming person were a bit wrong, and some were too familiar, and could not help but raise her head with curiosity.

Seeing that, guy, where can Sang Sang remember to eat noodles? The noodle soup with white fingers hangs on his lips. Liu Ye's eyes narrowed with a smile. lack……"

Ning Que looked at her with a smile, his eyes narrowed with a smile, like a crescent moon that does not exist in this world.

Sang Sang suddenly found that there were other people behind Ning's absence. There was a scholar and a girl in a white dress. The girl was very beautiful, especially the little girl with a round face.

Sang Teng suddenly sobered to know that she had all noodles in her mouth at this time, and her face must have been bulging, but she was definitely not as good-looking as the girl in the white dress next to Ning Que, so she was unreasonably flustered.

She hurriedly lowered her feet and stood up, rubbing twice, sucking the noodles hung by her mouth into her stomach at the fastest speed, but almost choked on the noodles, coughing and whispering, "Master, are you back?" "

Then she looked down at the tip of her cotton skirt and stopped talking.

Mo Shanshan stood quietly beside Ning Que, but trailed a little behind.

At the invitation of the old master of the Academy, she was a little joyful, expectant, and a little uneasy when she visited Chang'an City for a year of sightseeing. But these emotions could not be seen in her light and quiet face. She knew what she was upset about. I wondered whether my expectation for Chang'an City was Ning Que or his little maid.

She followed Ning Que into Lao Bi Zhai and saw the little maid sitting on the small bench eating noodles. From the first sight of seeing the other party, she knew that it was the person she wanted to see, the little maid It is Sang Sang.

Sang Sang, the first word of chicken soup.

Ning Que, the sangsang of my family who always hangs quietly.

Mo Shanshan used to read the chicken soup post countless times in the summer night by the Mochi. She knew better than anyone, even better than Ning Que herself. How much absolute trust and closeness was hidden between the chaotic name of the little maid in the soup , So she always wanted to know what kind of little maid Sang Sang was.

In the prairie king's court, she said she liked Ning Que's **** horse. In the snowy field, she said that she liked Ning Que's words. At the moment when Mozong Mountain Gate was going to die, she finally calmly said that she liked horses or characters alone, including Ning Que. People.

At that time she thought she would die, so she said according to her heart, but after all, she didn't die, but she couldn't regret it when she spoke, so she determined that her heart was like it, so she wanted to see Sang Sang more and more.

Today she finally saw Sang Sang but was a little surprised. Because the other party is not such a pretty girl in the world, but a little girl with dark skin and ordinary skin, and the age is very young. The eyebrows have not been fully opened, especially the appearance of holding a big bowl of noodles, mouth with soup noodles and smile. Apart from just being born, I can't have any other feelings

Faced with such a little maid, Mo Shanshan felt that what she had guessed in the past, even those nervousness before arriving at Changan City, were very excessive things, so she felt a little ashamed and stared at the other for a moment. He lowered his head in silence, watching the tip of the shoe protruding from the skirt stop talking.

Sang Sang looked down at the shoes with the cotton skirt out, Shan Shan looked down at the shoes with the white skirt out, the scene looked a little funny, and the atmosphere in Lao Bi Zhai became a little weird.

Ning Que was immersed in the joy of seeing Sang Sang again, and she didn't notice anything at all. As for the master brother, he looked at the furnishings in the shop with a negative hand. There was a cry.

Sang Sang suddenly woke up and hurriedly said, "I'm here, I'll make tea."

She blessed everyone, and then picked up her noodle bowl resting on the table, grabbed another noodle bowl from Chen Pipi, who was also in a daze state, and hurried back to the backyard.

Ning Que watched her thin back disappearing behind the curtain ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ a little surprised, although her busy appearance hasn't been seen for a long time but as usual, but for such a long time, this dead girl can't just hug herself ?

Regardless of whether the noodles are stuffed in the mouth, Chen Pipi's cheeks are very round and bulging, much rounder than Moshan Mountain.

The noodle bowl in his hand was snatched away by Sang Sang like a gust of wind, and then he woke up and looked at the scholar behind him, quickly sucked the noodles into his belly, and jumped to the ground behind the scholar. Respectfully said: "Meet the master."

The master turned around, looking at his pretense seriousness, could not help but smiled and shook his head, said slowly: "Pippi, now you are no longer Houshan's younger brother, speak and do things ... "

Without waiting for him to finish, Chen Pipi opened his arms and hugged him into his arms, and said with joy and sorrow: "Brother, you can finally come back. Teacher, he doesn't know where he is still dying. No one will rule in Houshan. He got the second brother, he was rampant in the mountains, he had to force us to learn some ancient rituals, the brothers and sisters dare to be angry and dare not say, eleven brothers are even forced to go crazy by him, watching the flowers and stuffing in your mouth, you can get Take the lead for us! "

(The next chapter may be a little later, and it's a bit tired, thank you for your support.)