Nightfall

In the early morning, the two masters and servants woke up and started to organize their luggage by the morning light of Meng Mengxi. Occasional disputes and more often silence.

Ning Que took a long time on the soil wall outside the house, took out a long bag, took out the bow and arrow in the bag and carefully checked it for half a day, confirmed that there was no problem and handed it out, Sang Sang took the large cloth made of the cotton cloth The parcel, and then took out three straight sheathed knives with a little rust under the fence, Ning Que took over and wiped it carefully, looked at the front of the sun, and nodded and tightened with a velvet rope. Tightly tied to the back.

He took a black umbrella from behind the door and tied it to the back of Sang Sang with the last piece of velvet straw rope. This black umbrella did not know what material it was made of. It always felt covered with a layer The black oil stains are not reflective, and appear a bit heavy. Moreover, this umbrella can be seen as very large, even if it is gathered and fastened, it is almost on the thin and short body of Sang Sang, but it almost hangs to the ground.

Ready for the journey, Ning Que and Sang Sang stepped through the broken fence one after the other. The two looked back at the small Qingshiping and the small broken grass house at the same time. Sang Sang looked up at his Lower jaw, asked: "Master, do you want to lock the door?"

"Unlocked." Ning Quelue said in silence, "Afterwards ... maybe it will be difficult for us to come back."

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Wrapped with iron and wooden wheels to crush the soft and muddy ground, the noble car and driver set off slowly and drove out of Weicheng. The five soft sommocks in front and back are attractive at any time on the side plug. There are indeed many farewells by the road today, but their focus is not on this noble horse team, but on the teenager and little maid sitting in the first carriage, boiled eggs are handed over from time to time. The aunt with black cheeks wiped her eyes with a dirty handkerchief and cried and said something.

"Ning lacks you, a bad embryo with a lack of virtue. How good is my distant nephew in your house, you will not let Sang Sang marry him. This is good. I want such a girl to follow you to those places that eat people and don't spit bones! I I ’m telling you, you have to take a good look at my house Sangsang! "

Ning Que, who was sitting on the cart, was extremely ugly and replied: "Auntie, when Sang Sang was only eight years old, you started to raise relatives. Why can't this happen."

After a few scoldings with a smile, the sky suddenly drizzled with drizzle, as if the thinner than the line rained on the people's bodies, a little cool, but the people who saw off saw no one leave, Weicheng's soldiers The family members are busy and Farewell bid farewell, and he calculates the final debt problem, the crowd is noisy.

The curtain of the most decorated carriage at the rear lifted a corner, and the proud and cold maid looked over and looked at her, and her beautiful eyebrows could not help but scatter.

Just before the convoy was about to drive out of this little border town, Ning Que got up from the carriage and bowed to the surroundings.

The young man carrying three old knives behind him stood in the rain and clasped his hands together to salute, suddenly suddenly showing a bit of majesty.

"Old and young people, elder sisters and aunts, don't say much thanks."

After saying this, he spread his arms in the rain, clenched his fists upwards, and revealed his not strong chest muscles and arms, posing in a very stupid posture, shouting: "Go to Chang'an, if I ca n’t come back if I ca n’t mix myself up! ”

The words fell, just like Mr. Storyteller dropped the castanets, and like a **** head fell into the dust, the people beside the road cried out in unison.

In the only decent tavern in Weicheng, Ma Shixiang and a few trusted school captains are drinking. The nobles do n’t want them to give them away, and they are too lazy to send the kid Ning Que, but they clearly see the scene in front of them. What Ning Que said while standing on the carriage couldn't help but sigh: "If you don't mix like a man, you won't come back? That boy who doesn't look like a man, it seems really difficult to come back again."

Ma Shixiang at the wine table thought about the three short words that Ning Xie said to herself late last night. He couldn't help but caressing the flower beard, feeling very old and comforting, looking at the carriage that was gradually driving out of the city cave, smiling softly. Said: "It's okay not to come back, you lack of virtue, go and harm the outside world."

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Far away from Weicheng, nature is far away from the grassland. The spring drought that is plaguing the barbarian tribes and the new Shan Yu has not affected this place. The spring breeze greened the leaves of the branches and then stained the wheels and horseshoes. Chase constantly.

The galloping horses were between the meadows and the hills, and the soft ropes were sometimes tight like iron and sometimes slightly drooping like leaves. The luxurious carriage covered with several layers of quilts and blankets also gently jumped and jumped, and the graceful and graceful maid stared. Looking at the rapidly swept scenery outside the window, perhaps I thought of the northern part of the yellow sand dancing with the wind at this time, the facial expression seemed a bit stiff, but my eyes were full of anticipation and eagerness for the unknown future.

A little boy in a luxurious light fur costume was holding her calf in her car and looking up eagerly, murmured a few words in the Central Plains, as if she wanted to go out for a party.

The maid turned her head and scolded the boy severely, then returned her tenderness, put him in his arms, and rubbed his head indulgently.

The car curtain was lifted by the wind, and the spring breeze hit the cheeks that were not as soft as those days. The maidservant squinted slightly towards the front of the team, and his face was not very beautiful.

The younger soldier named Ning Que was sitting on the relatively humble carriage at the forefront. Seeing that he was shaking and nodding, he seemed to be about to fall asleep. As a guide, he should have led the way for the entire team. , The result is dozing most of the time, no matter how you look at it is not competent.

The reason why the maidservant's expression was cold was not because of this, but because of a detail in the picture she saw.

Ning Que was dozing on the cowl and seemed to fall from the fast-moving carriage at any time, so the young maid Sang Sang was always vigilantly standing by and supported him with his thin and short body, looking on his dark face Not clear, but I can feel that she has been very hard.

At this moment, the convoy ran over a very shallow grassy stream, and Ning Que woke up with a shock. He rubbed his eyes and glanced at the sky, and found that this sleep just happened to be dusk, so he raised his hand. , Indicating that the team stopped to prepare for camp.

Woke up and camped, seeming to be irresponsible and nonsense, but no one in the team disputed his arrangement.

It has been several days since we left Weicheng, and every decision made by the teenager along the way proved to be correct after the fact. No matter from the perspectives of path selection, camp site selection, security defense, water consumption, and ease of escape, we cannot pick If anything goes wrong, what's even more amazing is that the team's speed is quite fast.

The dozen or so barbarian horse thieves whom the nobles had conquered in the grassland, had some contempt for the Weicheng Border Army, but now they only admire the ability to guide the young soldier.

At the creek, people dug earth and build stoves to collect firewood and water in silence, and the maid walks down the precious carriage that is under protection, and looks not far away like a picnic, lying on the grass and rubbing his stomach to prepare the noodles. , Looking at the black skinny maid who was struggling to get water from the water rack pot and collecting firewood, her brow furrowed more and more.

The famous Kong Wu powerful guard stood up and glanced at her. She shook her head, indicating that she didn't want to follow, and walked along the stream through the smoke.

She admits that this young man named Ning Que is indeed quite tolerant, much stronger than those of the prefecture Changan who thinks he is a handsome young man. If he is really a precious son of Changan, then this kind of behavior may also give her a little appreciation. However, after all, he was only a crude young man at the bottom, but he so squeezed the little girl who was supposed to share the same pains, and unconsciously touched one of her moods, making her extremely unhappy.

Walked not far from the little maid, Sang Sang. The maid smiled gently at her, and motioned to let the other party put down the heavy firewood and talk to herself.

Sang Sang Xiangning looked at him for a moment, and waited until he nodded before walking over. Qingxiu maid took out a handkerchief from her waist, but Sang Sang shook her head-after doing so much hard work, the little maid did not see a sweat bead on her forehead.

Ning Que finally got up from the meadow at this time, wiped off the grass scraps from his body, wiped off the green grass juice outside the cotton-padded shirt, smiled and bowed his hand.

The maid did n’t turn around to look at him, and said lightly, “I do n’t like you, so you do n’t need to be close to me. People like you seem to be childish, gentle and gratifying, but in fact, the bones are full of old and decrepit Feel disgusting. "

There is no emotional tone, slightly raised jaws, and there is no feeling of deliberately separating the distance, but it naturally reveals a domineering nobility, as a close-knit maidservant serving Her Royal Highness Princess Tang, even for most of the Empire Officials can give orders, not to mention the lack of such a small role.

Ning Que shook his head with a smile, turned and walked towards the earthen stove by the stream.

He had only one little maid, and the noble had countless maids. The only little maid was taken away by one of the noble maid of the nobles for gossip. The noble had other servants to serve.

It may be that the frontier fortress and sand were too big to make the face thick, he could not see any embarrassment in his smile.

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When the sun was going to fall, Sang Sang came back with a whole lot of snacks like dried milk. Ning Quezheng was in a daze while holding the bowl of burnt meat porridge. After seeing it, he took it carelessly and stuffed it into his mouth desperately, asking vaguely:

"Why does she like to chat with you so much? I don't want to think that I haven't had a serious meal in a few days ... This kind of cheap sympathy for the noble, UU reading books www.uukanshu.com is sometimes not the right place to watch her That smile, like the grandmother of the wolf who wants to eat the little girl, thinks that it is gentle and decent, which is more fake than the mixed wine sold in the Weicheng tavern. "

"She's a good person." Sang Sang picked up the porridge next to him and lifted the curtain to leave to do it again, but he called back.

"What have you talked about these days." Ning Que asked.

Sang Sang twitched her eyebrows and recalled very hard for a long time, replied: "It seems ... you know I don't talk much ... most of the time she is talking about things on the grassland, but I also forget What she said. "

Hearing this sentence, Ning Que ’s mood suddenly became much better. He hummed in a minor key and chewed the milk-teaser with excellent taste. It ’s not bad to return some of this milk. "

Into the night.

Sang Sang used the stream water to extinguish the stove fire. After careful confirmation, he dragged the hot water bucket to the small tent. The people on the **** of the stream looked at the scene and knew that this was the little maid preparing Ning Que ’s foot wash. At the same time, people showed a look of contempt.

Of course this contempt was given to Ning Que.

After washing his feet, Ning Que got into the woolen mattress, and then put the pair of icy feet stretching across from him into his arms, groaning without knowing whether it was enjoyment or pain, yawned twice and said, "Sleep . "

Sangsang was more tired than him during the day, and he fell asleep after a long time.

Ning Que didn't know when to open his eyes again. His eyes seemed to penetrate the tent with many scars, falling on the starry sky, and falling on a handkerchief.

Recalled the handkerchief that the maidservant pulled out of the Phnom Penh. He knew his guess was right, but he did n’t know what he would do even if he guessed it.