Chapter 103
The bright moon had just risen in the early morning when the sun had just risen. I got up and the rooster had not yet crowed. The air at this time was particularly fresh. At this time, there were only a few servants getting up early to do work, and there was no other noise.

At this time, I can really feel the silence and vitality of the whole life, and I am the only one in the whole place as far as the eye can see.

I practiced my legs and feet as usual, but unfortunately, I haven't been to the world of cultivating immortals yet, so there are no exercises for her to practice.

Picking up the newly acquired mallet, he swung it vigorously, so mighty, the leaves fell to the ground, and every kick and lift of his vigorous figure was full of strong wind.

Uncle Quan, who also just woke up, carried a bucket that was comparable to a bath bucket, and entered the mansion steadily. When he heard the movement of martial arts, he put down the bucket and ran over. He happened to bump into this scene and was very surprised.

"Miss, when did you train your legs so hard?" Uncle Quan asked in surprise.

"Uh-huh, Uncle Quan, you got it wrong. By the way, where is my dad?" Uncle Quan saw the wooden branch in the girl's hand. Uncle Quan scratched his head, maybe.

The bucket covered his eyes just now, and he misunderstood the sound. It turned out that the young lady was playing with a wooden branch.

"The general's barracks has business to deal with, and he may not be back until tomorrow." Uncle Quan felt a little guilty, and hurriedly picked up the bucket and left.

Mingyue pouted and went to change clothes and wash up.During this period, she really realized the homebody life she had always expected.Don’t leave the front door, don’t take a step toward the second door, and don’t exercise more than [-] steps a day.

No wonder, the ancients hardly lived very long.

However, Yuwen Zhizhang has not bothered him recently.

The weather happened to be cloudy today, neither hot nor cold, so Mingyue took Xingyu, Xingyue and Uncle Quan out for an outing and hiking in the mountains.

red mountain,
It is a place with pleasant scenery in the capital but not very famous, because this mountain is particularly tiring.

There is also a Taoist temple on the mountain. The strange thing is that the founder of Taoism seemed to particularly like locust trees, so a patch of gardenias and locust trees were planted on the mountain behind the Taoist temple.

The Taoist name is Guanhuai Temple.

Taoism asks for land, and there is only one widowed Taoist living in Guanhuai Temple, with almost no incense.

Xingyu pouted, and packed a big bag of food and water.Xingyue brought some daily necessities such as fire zip juan cloth.

The Red Army Mountain is on the outskirts of the capital city. There are no steps on the road and no one has repaired it. There is only a winding path full of dirt.

There are shallow tread marks on the path, but as long as it doesn't rain, the dirt on the road will not make it difficult to walk.

"Hurry up, Xingyu." Mingyue laughed at the limp Xingyu in the middle.

"Miss, the servant is dying, huffing and huffing"

Xingyu was panting heavily, with both hands on her waist with great effort, feeling extremely depressed.I didn't expect that she was not even as good as a delicate young lady.

Uncle Quan is leading the way in front, and a few guards are behind to prevent accidents, such as snakes and rats...

At this moment, one-third of the time has been gone, but it took more than half an hour.On both sides of the dirt path, there are fiery red maple leaves.

There are not many weeds on the road. It can be seen that the Taoist above often weeds. Looking around, the path is very beautiful and tidy.

The maple leaves here turn red earlier than those in other places, but fall later.This scenery is not inferior to the peach grove in Le Xinyuan.

The fiery red maple leaves are a visual feast, especially when the wind blows, it looks like a flame burning from a distance, and it looks like showering in a sea of ​​red butterflies when you look up close.

The red leaves have survived the frost for a long time, and they still love the old branches.

After walking for a while, Mingyue was exhausted. A group of people took a break on the way and ate the snacks brought by Xingyu. Mingyue also made everyone cook a simple maocai, which they ate heartily.

 In Guo Moruo's poem, the red leaves have survived the frost for a long time, but they still love the old branches.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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