"You go to Tianmang Mountain and see what your brother Xuanyuan is doing there. Su Elegy said.

The latter let out an oh and immediately went downstairs.

......

Su Xiaowan's car drove out of Su's house.

It only took her ten minutes to travel to the foot of Tianmang Mountain.

In the distance, she could see an extremely familiar figure in the cemetery. The figure was half-leaning on the slope, resting its arms, and just looking at the sky in silence.

In front of him is the entire cemetery.

Su Xiaowan got out of the car and slowly walked up the steps.

When she looked closer, she saw that the man was drinking.

Once, in Su Xiaowan's senses, the unparalleled guardian of the northern realm should be a man who is iron-clad, but he does not lose his grace. After all, the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, and he is in a high position, he should be a beautiful woman.

But in fact, there is a huge contrast between what she sees and what she thinks.

Drink sullen alcohol.

She thinks that the people who should drink should be those couples whose relationship has broken down, or the elderly who have had an accident at home.

But I didn't expect that the unparalleled generals in the country would also drink alcohol.

The wine gourd in his hand also looked a little familiar.

"Brother Xuanyuan, you are about to get married, why do you have to sneak here alone to drink stuffy wine? Isn't it good to be happy?" Su Xiaowan, who came over, sat next to Li Xuanyuan.

The little girl, who was only eighteen years old, turned her head with her legs together.

She found out that Li Xuanyuan's mouth was actually full of beards.

Looks, like a middle-aged uncle.

"You know what? I'm drinking my own wine in advance. Li Xuanyuan didn't look at her, raised his head and took a sip.

Su Xiaowan could hear it and sighed.

Then with her hands on her cheeks, Su Xiaowan pouted and said, "Brother Xuanyuan, do you know? He saved our Xia Kingdom and defended our dignity. I thought that the Guardian of the North should be a person with a group of beautiful women around him, who laughs all day long. ”

"Beautiful as a cloud?"

Li Xuanyuan nodded: "There are indeed many beauties in the north, and there are thousands of people in my team, such as Tang Yi, but so what? Who is not raised by his mother's father?"

"As for laughing, don't I laugh every day?"

"But you smiled reluctantly. Su Xiaowan replied.

The voice fell, and suddenly grabbed Li Xuanyuan's arm, Su Xiaowan said: "Brother Xuanyuan, can you tell people the story of your war? I want to hear the story of the sixth son of heaven." It just so happens that you have wine and stories here, and people will drink with you. ”

Su Xiaowan, who was sometimes naughty, snatched the wine gourd from Li Xuanyuan's hand, and then raised her head and took a big sip.

"Ahem, cough, ahem~~!"

The smell of alcohol was choking, and Su Xiaowan, who had never drunk alcohol, was choked with tears, spit out her little fragrant tongue, and her face was ugly. "It's spicy, it's spicy. ”

After adjusting his posture for a while, he returned the wine gourd to Li Xuanyuan.

But in the afterglow, I saw three words engraved on the wine gourd - lonely cold!

Su Xiaowan was slightly stunned and fell into a stupor.

In my memory, the news once said that Wushuang Hou Guluohan was a drunkard, and the wine gourd never left him.

"It's lonely and cold!"

Li Xuanyuan said.

It's lonely and cold!

Su Xiaowan didn't know why Li Xuanyuan suddenly said such a sentence.

But at this moment, she is already staying where she is.

The wine gourd engraved with the words "Lonely and Cold" in his hand is extremely hot!

Once.

Su Xiaowan believes that after a hard battle, the war has been quelled this year.

These warriors, far away in the desert of the north, must have drunk and eaten meat in large bowls to celebrate this great victory.

But in fact.

There are some extreme reports on the news, which are not true.

Take Li Xuanyuan in front of him as an example, many people may think that although the current northern border guard is still stationed at the border, his life will be something that many people will not be able to enjoy.

Surrounded by beautiful women, wine ponds and meat forests!

But actually.

It's not what it says in the news.

The real fact is that he took the relics of his comrades-in-arms before his death, sat in a no-man's corner, and drank to relieve his boredom!

......

"Brother Xuanyuan, do you know? My previous dream was to work in the Northern Military Aircraft Department and contribute my own strength to the defense of the Northern Trench. ”

Wine gourd in hand.

This girl, who was only eighteen years old, looked at Li Xuanyuan with a smile on her face.

Li Xuanyuan turned his head, took back the gourd in Su Xiaowan's hand, took a sip of wine, and wiped his mouth.

"These are all dreams that have no logic!" Li Xuanyuan said.

"But for me, it's important. ”

Su Xiaowan retorted.

Then he looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, and shook his head: "However, Brother Xuanyuan, I have changed my mind now. It may be a particularly difficult thing to work in the Northern Military Aircraft Division, but there is a job that is easy and allows me to contribute my own strength to the North. ”

Li Xuanyuan also wanted to know what kind of work this girl was talking about.

"Tell me about it!"

"Be a historian!" Su Xiaowan said.

From Su Xiaowan's words, Li Xuanyuan was instantly stunned.

Be a historian!

Documenting history.

Forever!

Since ancient times, people's understanding of history has come from the records of court historians.

However, not all of what was recorded by the court historians was true. So, all the while, the historian has become a profession like an enigma.

They will tamper, exaggerate, or reverse what is happening in the contemporary era at the behest of the imperial court.

But since the beginning of history, there have also been many folk historical figures.

The history of these folk records is generally much more authentic than the history of the imperial court.

Li Xuanyuan shook his head and smiled bitterly, and then took another sip.

"Brother Xuanyuan, isn't what I said right?"

Looking at Li Xuanyuan's appearance, Su Xiaowan pouted and asked.

Li Xuanyuan paused and said: "Contemporary history records that my fifth brother died in a cold fight alone and died in Mobei. Do you believe it?"

"Don't believe it!"

Su Xiaowan replied: "I've heard people say that Lonely Han didn't die in Mobei, but I don't know who killed him." ”

Li Xuanyuan smiled and stopped talking.

"The historians of the imperial court distort the facts, but in this world, there is a need for someone to record the facts. Su Xiaowan's face was full of determination.

Maybe a few years later.

In the history of the Xia dynasty, there will be some differences from the annals of the imperial court.

But that was a long time ago!

......

Su Xiaowan, who has strengthened her beliefs, is full of enthusiasm.

And so it all started now.

This eighteen-year-old girl changed her initial opinion, and then, by her belief, conveyed it!

Su Xiaowan stood up.

Just in time, she was ready to leave.

But at this moment, suddenly a strong wind sounded.

At the moment when Su Xiaowan got up, a sharp blade of unknown origin broke through the air, driving a strong wind, and shot straight from one direction.

Su Xiaowan didn't even notice it.

It's just that this sharp blade, when he cut off a strand of her hair, was grabbed by Li Xuanyuan!