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Chapter 983 Don't Say It
Mu Dian knew from Li Xiaoxiao that Bo Xiao had returned to Luoyang, but he didn't know that he would appear in Changjiabao.

Li Xiaoxiao was also taken aback, "Didn't you leave?"

"If you think about it, you should come in and pay a visit to Mrs. Chang." Bo Xiao said, "It's already at the door of the house, so don't enter and disrespect."

Li Xiaoxiao glanced at Bo Xiao suspiciously.

Although the words are reasonable, Bo Xiao has never been a person who talks about etiquette.Shi Chang, the eldest son of Mu Shilin in Qianzhou, personally came to the door and blocked him three times, but he didn't welcome anyone in. Instead, he made a bowl of tea, squatted on a tree stump and chewed grass, and dismissed him.When you enter Luoyang, you should pay attention to it.

"Madam Chang Shao." Bo Xiao greeted Mu Dianke with a smile.

When he was a child, he called her "Little Fourth Sister", but now that he has changed her name, it means that the little friendship between the two of them in Tianjiu Alley is exhausted; Bo Xiao has let go of the grievances and grievances, and no longer intends to entangle her.

Mu Dianke smiled and nodded, "Thank you Mr. Bo for taking care of Xiaoxiao along the way."

"It's easy to say." Bo Xiao was not polite.

Li Xiaoxiao snatched the words away, "Thank him for what you are doing, as long as you don't encounter robbers, I'll take care of him more."

He asked Bo Xiao again, "Do you still remember the way?"

"Of course." Bo Xiao nodded.

"Then I won't see you off." Li Xiaoxiao didn't go back to Changjiabao for several years, and old relatives and friends would see each other one by one, but he didn't have time to spend time with him on the roadside, so he asked little Dujuan, "Are you going to see off Are you Uncle Bo?"

Little Dujuan has just made a new playmate, and she is warming up, she shrinks her body back, "Sister Xiaoxiao, I am also a guest, and I am not familiar with the road yet."

"Understood, I'll leave early, so as not to delay the two of you." Bo Xiao still smiled casually, waved his hands, and retreated, not too disappointed.

Different from Li Xiaoxiao's sun-tanned skin, Bo Xiao stayed in Yunnan and Guizhou for several years. His skin color was as light as ever, with light eyebrows and brown eyes, which added a hazy feeling to his appearance; his temperament was loose, as if No matter what happened, he was able to lift the weight as lightly as possible, which was quite a bit of the coquettish charm of the early Jiankang disciples in black clothes.

This turn is also chic.

Li Jing was fascinated when he saw it, and tugged at the little Du Juan's sleeve, "Cousin, cousin, is your uncle a knight? Look at the way he walks, his skill is really good. That Wuhook on his waist is precious."

Little Du Juan met the Li family brothers on the first day, how did she know that the two of them were half-guessing what they said, so she was shocked immediately.

He thought to himself that this Changjiabao is really a place where dragons and tigers are hidden, children under the age of six can see people and know kung fu, and even know Wu Gou.

His attitude became more polite, and he knew everything, "Yes, my Uncle Bo said that the word "Xia" means that an adult protects a villain, which means that a strong person should protect a weak person. He has saved many people. His The Wu hook is made of bronze, which is more than 1000 years old."

"Wow—" All the children were amazed.

Yang Sizhao also became interested, "It's so old." He recently studied history, and counted with his fingers, "1000 years... Which dynasty was 1000 years ago? Emperor Wu... No! Emperor Qin..."

"Chunqiu." Chang Juyan continued.

"Ju Yan!" Yang Sizhao complained, "You can't wait for me to finish the calculation."

The children chattered lively.

Mu Dianke and Li Xiaoxiao walked behind side by side, jokingly said, "The seniority is a little messy. Little Dujuan called you Xiaoxiao sister, and recognized Bo Xiao as his uncle, so why is he Ahong and Ajing's cousin again?"

"The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes." Li Xiaoxiao waved his hands, expressing his indifference, "Don't be restrained."

Bo Xiao disembarked from Dongsong Beach, walked leisurely all the way, watched leisurely, went to the tavern to buy wine, and walked to the small courtyard with gardenias in the east of the city.

The courtyard was quiet, Han Luojun sat in the middle of the house with half the door open, holding a wolf brush, writing and drawing on the huge scroll that was spread out, as if someone was visiting.

When Bo Xiao first learned calligraphy when he was young, his father taught him, "Sharpen ink like a sick child, and handle a pen like a strong man".

This is how he felt when he saw Han Luojun writing in the past.Even though Han Luojun is used to writing in block letters, and his strokes are well-regulated, he can't stop the heroic and generous aura when he writes the pen-he dares to change the sun and the moon into a new sky, regardless of the sky and the earth.

Now it is decadent.

He has always been a casual person, drinking alcohol is neither too strong nor too emotional, he feels that his chest is sore, so he doesn't go inside, spreads out the food and wine outside the door, sits on the steps and looks at the moon.

Tonight, on the 29th, a ray of moon is like a hook, and it is bleakly white; but there are stars, bright and huge, filling the entire sky.

Han Luojun came out.

"Coming?" The tone was familiar and natural, as if the two were still drinking together yesterday, and there was no strangeness or estrangement between them for a long time.

Bo Xiao nodded, "Here we are."

Han Luojun sat down and unpacked the wine that Bo Xiao had brought. The two of them touched each other in the air, and their necks fell into their throats, feeling a little choked, probably because they hadn't drank for a long time.

"You are still the same." Han Luojun said, "I used to always clamor to marry a woman and have a baby. I heard you talk a lot, and I always felt that one day you appeared at the gate of this courtyard. You should not be alone. Followed by a large group of children, both boys and girls, it was very lively."

"There really is a doll." Bo Xiao smiled, "It's stored in another home."

Han Luojun was slightly taken aback.

Bo Xiao grinned, "I picked it up."

The two drank wine and had nothing to say for a long time.

Bo Xiao didn't change much, but Han Luojun's appearance changed drastically: under the wind lamp, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were clearly visible, and there were silver threads on his head.

He is forty-five this year, he doesn't know his physique, but his appearance is bigger than him.

"Coincidentally, Meng Xiangyi just came to see me yesterday, and you came back today."

Han Luojun said, "Her husband didn't know who offended someone, he was wrongly imprisoned, and the family's business was hit. Probably there is really no one to ask, so he came to me. I also asked you, and it seems that he regretted it, saying—— "

"Stop talking." Bo Xiao interrupted Han Luojun, shaking the wine jar, "Drink."

After all, she was a woman who had been seriously happy when she was a teenager, and she didn't want to lose even the last trace of happiness.

He only told Han Luojun that he and Meng Xiangyi had a disagreement in temperament, and that he had failed the girl; but he didn't say that Meng Xiangyi had already thought of breaking up under her father's persuasion.Maybe it's because he still has so much reluctance to give up on him, or maybe he just doesn't want to be the one who betrays his heart, and becomes more and more indifferent day by day, waiting for him to speak.

Even though she repents, he has never been a person who likes to look back.

"Help if you can, don't tell her I'm back." He answered again.

"Okay." Han Luojun readily agreed.

Leaving aside Meng Xiangyi, she asked, "Why are you willing to come back this time?"

"Originally there were." Bo Xiao smiled, "After entering the door, I realized that I didn't need to open my mouth—Isn't the elder brother making a defense plan for the border?"

Han Luojun nodded, "It's nothing to draw. Just take it as a pastime."

After all, he is a person who has been on the battlefield and led soldiers. Even though he has been living in the rivers and lakes for many years, he still has a dream in his heart of killing the enemy and retreating, "returning the corpse wrapped in horse leather".

Even if you know these so-called "defense maps", there will never be a day when they will come in handy.

"The northern army has harassed Jizhou three times this year. Although it was only a small group of troops to test, it can be seen that the Tuoba clan can no longer hide their ambitions and is ready to move again. It is only a matter of time before the army will overwhelm the territory." Han Luojun expressed his worries, "Jizhou With Fang Yan, the commander of the central tent does not have to worry about it, because it is difficult to support it alone, and it is also afraid that the rear will not be strong."

Having said that, he sighed, "Jong Yi...is finally disheartened."

A famous figure of a generation, the former god of war, finally ended up in a Yangzhou old age, planting flowers and feeding fish.

If Rong Yi is still in his position, with him sitting in the middle of the capital, planning a strategy, Fang Yan commanding the troops in Jizhou, and winning the battlefield, even if there is a war, there is no need to fear it.

(End of this chapter)