"Pit" you for three lives and three lives

Chapter 49

Sima Yu was hunting in Dongshan with Wei Lang and Xie Lian.

Since the last time they met Cui Chen racing horses in the downtown area, the three children were stimulated, and they no longer imitated others to ride a bullock cart gracefully.I used to take a cold shower after practicing swords in the winter before, and now I have to practice riding and shooting from time to time.Dongshan has a vast land, and birds and beasts often appear in uninhabited places, and it is close to the villas of various families, so it is convenient for rest and care, so it has become their hunting ground.

The emperor was very pleased with this.

The soft wind and warm water in the south of the Yangtze River can easily wear down one's ambitions, and the most fearful thing for half a small court is to be greedy for peace and not to make progress.These children know how to improve themselves, and they have a longer-term vision than adults.

The emperor also pondered, after the envoys from the north left, whether to carry out some kind of national movement, calling on everyone to learn to bear hardships, don't forget what was the purpose of opening up the mountains and forests in the past - the Central Plains have been lost, and there are enemies in the north. .At this time, Jiangnan advocates broad robes and wide sleeves, calm and reserved, which is abnormal in itself.It is also time to guide the customs and correct the mentality.

Sima Yu and the others happened to be wandering nearby, and when they heard the sound of fighting, they drove their horses to look, and they saw Cui Chen at a glance.

This is the true enemy's narrow road.

Cui Chen has a criminal record.Sima Yu and the others didn't even have to judge right from wrong, they just decided that the bully was blocking the road and robbing.Well, it doesn't matter even if he is the one being robbed, Sima Yu and Wei Lang just want to fight him.What is rare is that this time he is not in a busy city, and there will be no patrolling officers and soldiers to interrupt him. As long as Sima Yu does not take the initiative to reveal his identity, there will never be any strange rumors.It's a godsend, ah no, it's a good opportunity.

So Sima Yu and Wei Lang immediately yelled "Wow!" and rushed in with their swords in hand.

All the way, the wind blows on the face, the skirts of the clothes are full, and there is a sound of hunting.It is very proud.

It's a pity that Xie Lian didn't get excited with them.

He took a look from a distance, first recognized Ari Sixth Uncle, and then remembered that Ari was a guest at his house a few days ago—so, nine out of ten people sitting in the bullock cart were Ari.

——Different from Cui Chen, Cui Chen was full of humiliation that day. He didn't see Ari, so he would naturally engrave the bullock cart she was riding in his mind for future investigation.Xie Lian and the others don't remember these things.So I didn't recognize it.

After distinguishing everyone's identities, Xie Lian escaped from his arms and played the bamboo flute for a long time.

Soon, the ground shook, and the birds and beasts frightened away.The flags fluttered, and hundreds of Donggong warriors and Xie family private soldiers gathered from all directions.

When Sima Yu and Wei Lang heard the sound of the bamboo flute, they almost threw themselves on the spot——Xie Lian, you traitor, have you forgotten the revolutionary friendship that we have climbed over the wall and drilled holes together all these years? !With so many people rushing up, they ran away long ago, and what a fart!

And Xie Lian led the hundreds of people who could almost be called an army, like the most calm general on the battlefield, with a long sword in his hand.

The "big army" started rumbling.

——Individual performance is a small matter, but family prestige is a big matter.This is on his family's territory, so it's better to solve it as soon as possible.Otherwise, it would be bad to hurt the friendship of either side if they did things to the envoys from the north, the ladies of the Wang family and the prince of the current dynasty.

I had to sacrifice Sima Yu and Wei Lang for a little impulsiveness.

Xie Lian was planning like a mirror in his heart.

Although the Sixth Uncle Ahli can wield a sword, he is not a serious practitioner of martial arts.Facing the warriors like wild wolves in the north, they were overwhelmed, and they had to drag the servants back.At this moment, the six members of the Wang family have been suppressed.

Seeing that the person is in the palm of his hand, Cui Chen is even more interested in teasing the mouse with the cat.Slowly drove forward, took the sword to pick up the curtain of the car.

The car curtain is thick, but compared with the sword, a shadow can still be seen.

Zhucui was a little anxious in the car.Ari took her hand to stabilize her.

One side opened his mouth and said to the outside: "I remember you."

Cui Chen gave a lukewarm "Oh".

Ah Li said: "What kind of young hero are you? What's your name?"

Cui Chen: ...you're playing tricks on him!
Ari cleared his throat, and quickly said: "Since I should remember you, you must have some memorable heroic deeds?" She was still thinking of delaying time, "Let's listen to it, maybe I will I remembered."

Cui Chen: ...

Cui Chen thinks he is brave and has more capital and arrogance than other youngsters.Even though he disdained boasting and remained unmoved on the surface, he subconsciously thought about something he was proud of.

When he was eight years old, he went hunting and his horse stumbled and fell. He faced the wild wolf alone with a sword. The sword was almost taller than a man, but he showed no fear.

When he was ten years old, the Cui family rejected a relative, and the other party took advantage of his elder sister's going out to snatch her away. He took twenty family members with him, and forcibly snatched her back.

When he was 12 years old, he went to the battlefield with his father. The bandit leader mocked him for being young, so he rode his horse into the battle and returned with his head beheaded.

...But the more he thought about those heroic deeds, the more lingering in his mind was the day when his pants were ripped off and spanked.Even the best self-cultivation will blow out.

But amidst that intense humiliation, there was a rotten cabbage thrown out of nowhere.He remembered that there was a drum on the street of Qingzhou City, and that drum would only sound when he was traveling on horseback.He always felt that the sound of the drum was mighty and majestic, and pedestrians fled to avoid him, which made him happy.However, when the rotten cabbage fell to the ground, he saw the fearful, disgusting and resentful eyes of the person hiding behind the barrel.Suddenly, I felt that this was so similar to the expression of the drummer and those who fled.

He was disgusted and resented by those ants and people who he didn't pay attention to at all.In their eyes, he was as unbearable and cruel as wild wolves and bandits.Maybe it is also called "Qingzhou Three Pests".

These thoughts are so frustrating.

Cui Chen tried his best to disperse the stoned people, and swung his sword to chop off the car curtain.

But at this time Ari suddenly said: "Ah, I remembered." She smiled softly, "The way you rode your horse in the market that day, trampled on leeks and cabbage, and drove away the peddlers, women and children, was really very intimidating. fierce."

She did it on purpose.

Cui Chen was furious in his heart, but strangely restrained himself, "After you come home with me, you can speak slowly. I will listen carefully."

For those ugly words that he had never heard before, he would force them out sentence by sentence.

The sound of rumbling horseshoes came faintly at this moment.

Ari had been waiting for this opportunity, but he never expected so many people to come.She quickly leaned forward and said to the coachman, "Run!"

While the coachman was in a daze, Ari had already raised his hand to pull the reins.

Cui Chen noticed the ground shaking earlier than Ari.

The situation in the north is turbulent, with perennial wars.Cui Chen followed his father and brother to the battlefield many times, and he was almost ready to fight.By the sound of horseshoes, you can know how many enemies are coming and how far they are.

He didn't have the consciousness to fight to the death for such a trivial matter.Immediately signal the guards to retreat.On the other hand, he tightened his grip on the horse's belly, reached into the carriage, and tried to drag Ari out.

... So this baby was very sad, he grabbed Zhu Cui's wrist.Ari saw it, turned around and gnawed hard on the back of his hand.Immediately there was blood.

The bullock cart moved forward suddenly, running wildly.Cui Chen was almost taken off his horse, so he had to let go hastily.

He chased the ox cart for a few more steps, and seeing people rushing down from all over the mountains and plains, he knew that he could not delay, so he let go of his hand angrily, pulled his horse and fled.

The bullock cart stopped slowly.

Ari and Zhucui breathed a sigh of relief.The wet and cold wind from the south of the Yangtze River came in through the window.Slightly scratching his bones, Ari wrapped the cloak around his body without realizing it.

There was a chaotic sound of trampling and neighing outside.The coachman also drove the ox cart and turned back.

Someone was questioning Uncle Ari Sixth.It's vaguely inaudible.Probably some "could it hurt someone?" kind of routine.But I could clearly hear the sound of the interrogator's hooves, one after another, with a hint of impatience.

The bullock cart wobbled back.

The day is not sunny, there are overcast clouds, and the wind is sometimes tight and sometimes loose.At a certain moment, when the wind reversed and blew into the curtain of the car, Ari heard the boy's voice clearly, what he said was, "Where are the people in the car, are they not hurt?"

The noisy hooves and neighs of horses all around disappeared instantly like dust, and there was silence in Ahri's ears for a moment.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

It's just that his eyes suddenly blurred.Among thousands of troops and horses, that man's golden armor and scales were fighting as if they were burning.The wind blows over the white water, and the reed flowers break.He looked back and looked, but he couldn't find it, but Ari was burned by that gaze.

The coachman replied, "No injuries, everything is fine."

Ari clenched his palms and sat upright.His neck was so stiff that he couldn't turn a glance, only tears rolled in his eyes.

That person was so close to her.

You can see it just by lifting the curtain.

But so what if you see it.It's just another time, old people meet each other but don't know each other.

And Sima Yu was indeed impatient.Cui Chen ran away, and Wei Lang went after him.But he couldn't chase him - in front of such people, he knew that the other party was from the Cui family of Qinghe and the envoy from Beiyan, but he still chased after him, so he was too ignorant.It's no wonder his father didn't smoke him.

He was also not good at dealing with aftermath, so after finishing his questioning hastily, he went to the side to draw circles by himself.Anyway, Xie Lian is here.

Thinking of Xie Lian, I can't stop slandering—it's so dishonest!

He drove his horse far away and kicked the grass roots in the soil, very boring.

Looking at the bullock cart inadvertently, I always feel a little familiar.I looked at it for a while, but didn't care too much.

It wasn't until the Sixth Uncle Ari thanked him and the ox cart slowly drove away that he connected everything like lightning and flint.In my mind, the bullock cart was driving leisurely through the streets, and the voice of the girl on the cart was as clear as water hitting white jade.He didn't understand the significance of this girl to him, but his mood was instantly disturbed.

But he still just watched.

Something caught his foot.He can only watch.

Not even allowed to look.But there are some desires that even instinct can't restrain.

He just let them pass each other again and again.

Maybe the more times we pass by each other, even the desire to stare will disappear.

At that time, the endlessly entangled fate will be cut off.

Looking at the end of winter, it will be updated on the first day of the year again.

It was a sunny day, and the emperor held a grand banquet for his guests in Hualin Garden.

The emperor already knew about the quarrel between Sima Yu and Cui Chen—or Sima Yu's unilateral discord with Cui Chen. He was afraid that he would mess up the banquet by messing up, so he was not allowed to attend.

How could Sima Yu bear it?Together with Wei Lang, the two disguised themselves as women and sneaked in.

Everything went well at first, although the emperor spit out a mouthful of blood in his heart when he saw his son's women's clothing, but he was a little relieved to hear his sharp and restrained words in counterattacking the northern envoy, which was very good.

Unexpectedly, a young man from the mission suddenly rushed out of nowhere, stepped forward and pulled Sima Yu's wrist, then knelt down in front of the emperor, begging for the beauty.

The emperor almost spit out his liver.Sima Yu also had black lines on his face.

The emperor felt that the young man was definitely doing it on purpose - look at his bright eyes and white teeth, the corners of his brows and eyes can already see the peerless style in the future, he might be ten times more beautiful than his son in women's clothes, how can there be so many loves at first sight?

By the way——the emperor suddenly remembered that this young man seemed to be the beautiful young man that was widely chanted in Jianye City, and his name seemed to be Mu Qing?
The emperor looked at his face which was three points similar to Murong Jue's.I thought, what Mu Qing?I'm afraid it's Murong Qinghe.

Thinking that this emissary might be a woman disguised as a man—even though he was a genuine boy no matter what—the emperor's mood improved a little.Anyway, he and his son are just the same thing >dish<!

Then he said calmly: "In my court, only men accept Hu women, and women never marry outside. There is no need to talk about this matter."

The princess is not allowed to marry, this is the rule set by Empress Xiaozhen back then.Marrying a daughter to seek peace is not my descendant, this is a matter of principle.Don't say this is a son =__=, even if it is really just a little palace lady, the emperor will never agree.

Mu Qing wanted to say something else, but Murong Jue hurriedly stepped forward to intervene, and revealed the matter.

Wang Tan was drinking at the bottom.Thinking that this person who can sneak into the state banquet dressed as a court lady without any obstacles in his heart is the monarch he will serve in the future, he feels a throbbing pain in his head.

Ali is sick.She didn't go to the state banquet at the queen's side.

People win festival posts people win.

Ari was sick in bed, but still sat up with his clothes on, and carefully cut the red paper into small statues with scissors to relieve the disaster for his family.

Her other talents are mediocre, only handwork is the best.

The scissors meandered and cut, paper scraps fell one after another, and after a while, it was a lifelike portrait.

The first one is grandma, may grandma live a long life and be free from illness and worry.

The second one is Dad. May Dad be healthy and happy, and everything goes well.

The third one is A Niang. May A Niang have both good fortune and longevity, and a happy husband and wife.

Then Ah Yan, Ah Luo...

Ahri posted the miniatures on the screen.

Red plums are embroidered on the screen, and the snow is in full bloom, like a raging fire.

She posted the last two and brushed them with her fingertips.That was her and Sima Yu.

She suddenly remembered that year on the Lantern Festival, when the dark clouds closed the moon and the cold wind blew snow, Sima Yu waited outside his house with two clay tigers in his arms.Primroses are in full bloom.Falling snow turns white.The whining sound of the mud tiger resounded clear and distant on the other side of the door.

And she's sitting right here.

She opened her mouth several times, and finally made a sound, "One is you, the other is me."

May the years be like a brocade and see you every year.

(End of this chapter)