It's now 3:13 in the morning.,I've been working overtime since 7 o'clock last night until now Qiqi has started coding words for today's update at 10 o'clock.,Ladies and gentlemen of Xuancheng, good morning!

Hebodo is located in the extremely cold land in the north, the land is large but the material is scarce, because of the extremely poor climate, every winter is extremely difficult, not only the people's livelihood is difficult to maintain, even the treasury can not be filled, it is precisely because of this that the people in power will repeatedly provoke wars with the neighboring Jin and Zheng countries, plunder materials, occupy the city, or use this as a condition to obtain more benefits.

Kebu Tuo faced the White Mountain City, at the beginning of the bark Cheng led 100,000 iron horsemen from the White Mountain into the Nine Plains, through the giant deer to Jiuyuan, stationed outside the Nine Plains for several months, and finally to the Jin Wen Emperor promised the princess and relatives, and sent countless treasures to make Heboduo retreat from the Nine Plains, but the princess was assassinated on the way to the relatives and died, Emperor Wen of Jin announced to the world, Heboduo attacked again because of dissatisfaction, but was repelled by the mighty Marquis Meng Changlong with troops, expelled from Baishan, since then the two countries have confronted each other in Baishan, has been more than several months.

The higher the elevation, the greater the temperature difference between day and night, the abundant rainfall, and the lush vegetation in spring, which is very suitable for the development of animal husbandry, and the prosperous period until the end of winter, during which the breeding of cattle and horses is the largest. The unique geographical environment has created the tall physique and the characteristics of the people who are good at riding and shooting, and in this country, whoever has strong soldiers and horses has absolute dominance.

Khenposso, who is now in power, took the world from his own brothers, and his two sons, the eldest prince Vedas, were brave and skilled in battle, and dominated the battle for power that year, but they were slightly arrogant and conceited, and their methods were extremely tough. The second prince, Sangchi Goya, was gentle and kind, and was a fellow of the same mother as Vedic Cheng, who had no military power in his hands, but he had a very high reputation among the people and was deeply loved by the people. The two brothers have very different personalities, and they have differences on many things, and they believe that outward expansion is the foundation of the country's development, while Sanchigoya is diametrically opposed, believing that the foundation of a country is all about the survival and livelihood of the people, and that customs clearance and trade and learning the farming techniques of various countries can solve the problem, and war can not get anything except killing, and therefore, the brotherhood of the two brothers is becoming more and more indifferent!

Outside the tent, soldiers and horses came and went, but inside the tent was silent.

The tall body was sunk in the thick cashmere blanket, the warm and fragrant wine flowed with an amber luster, the wine glass was gently raised to his lips, but he only sniffed it lightly, and did not drink it, the man holding the wine glass stretched his limbs boredly, raised his eyebrows lazily and smiled: "Mr. Qingfeng should also taste the taste of this dream, the fragrance is so seductive, the entrance is long, if the midnight dream back, the dust is dyed, and the parting lovesickness is inexhaustible, Mr. After so many years, don't you still miss that person in your heart." ”

There was a man sitting under the bright candlelight, who only bowed his head to draw the scroll in his hand, and listened to the man's words, but he did not even have a trace of fluctuation in his eyebrows, and his pen did not stop, still sketching stroke by stroke, concentrating and calming, as if there was no such person in the tent.

"Sir still has this temper, and no one pays attention to him when he paints. Speaking of which, Mr. has been here for more than a month since he was entrusted by his father, and the man who has the hatred of taking his wife with you is in Baishan City at the moment, but you can still be so calm, but I admire Xiao Wang. ”

With obvious provocation, Vedic raised his head and laughed and threw out the wine glass in his hand, seeing that the wine was about to be spilled on the scroll, the man who was still bowing his head finally took action. The goose feather fan placed next to the table was grabbed and gently flicked in his hand, and the wine glass landed firmly on the fan, then leaned slightly, and slid down the flexible fan surface to the table.

"You have to provoke me like this since I was a child, don't you get tired of it!" The paintbrush in his hand was finally put down, and the breeze shook the goose feather fan, and slowly walked in front of Bark Chengqi.

"Since I was a child, in addition to ruining your picture scroll to make you angry, Xiao Wang doesn't know what else can make your dead face that has not changed for thousands of years shine with a trace of waves. Xiao Wang has been stationed here for so long, if he doesn't find something to do, he will suffocate sooner or later. Bark Cheng frowned a little impatiently, then raised his eyes and looked outside the tent, and said: "Mr. has always said that we should wait for the opportunity, could it be that we have to wait for the reinforcements of the Great Jin Dynasty to arrive and block us strictly outside the White Mountain." ”

Qingfeng smiled slightly, picked up the curtain in front of the tent door, and walked out.

The army in the hands of Vedic Cheng was not stationed in the city of Kobutuo, but in a valley a few miles away from the city, from the valley up, on the top of the mountain can be seen from the top of the mountain to the White Mountain City, at this moment the man stood on the top of the mountain and quietly looked at the snow-covered White Mountain City, with an indescribable look in his eyes, as if he was very confused, and it seemed that he knew very well what he wanted.

"Your Highness—" A man from afar ran over, carrying a delicate scroll in his hand, and presented it to the two men, saying, "News of the arrival of the giant deer." ”

"Oh?" Wai Cheng reached out and grabbed the roll, opened the cover at the top, pulled out a small paper roll from the bamboo tube, laughed after reading it, and handed it to Qingfeng.

"Baishan has taken action, more than 20,000 people under Bai Shaoqing and 10,000 horses from Baishan have left Baishan for Changye, Wu Feiyun said that he will send a team to Julu to attack the team that went to Changye with us, Mr. This bitter trick really makes it ingenious, mix people into their side, and give accurate feedback on the news, it can really reach thousands of troops!"

"Soldiers are not tired of deceit, life and death on the battlefield are only on the front line, fighting wits and courage, each according to his ......ability" took a deep breath, Qingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and slowly raised the goose feather fan in his hand, blocking the sight of Baishan City.

Meng Changlong, you probably didn't expect that you and I would meet again one day!

"It's so cold, it's cold, today seems to be much colder than yesterday, so hurry up and warm your hands." ”

Xiao Fu Zuo held Tang Pozi in his arms and entered from outside the tent, with a smile on his young and childish face, he went to the couch and wiped Tang Pozi with his clothes, and then gently put it into Xi Hao's hand, and said: "The young master seems to be very busy today, do you want to get up and sit for a while, and the villain will go to show the porridge to the son for a while." ”

Those words made Xi Hao's eyes move, he raised his eyes to look at Xiao Fuzuo, but the words that almost blurted out were suppressed vividly.

No, you can't ask anything about lingering, Wu Feiyun is thoughtful, and he suddenly asks a guy he doesn't know, he will definitely be suspicious. The reason why Lang Mian didn't take the risk of taking himself away was because his injuries had not healed, and he didn't dare to put himself in danger without any certainty, so even if he looked at Wu Feiyun by his side every day, no matter how sad he was, he could only endure it, he couldn't be willful anymore, and he couldn't be so childish anymore.

The swelling at the base of the tongue has dissipated, but because he has nothing to say to the person who accompanies him every day, so no matter when, Xi Hao just stays quietly and does not say a word, and because he no longer resists, Wu Feiyun is overjoyed, and does not force him to make any response, only to strengthen his vigilance and not allow anyone to disturb him, so that he can live a quiet life for a few days.

The soldiers in the camp were all practicing, and the leaders of the gang had a little leisure after breakfast, and they were gathering in one place in twos and threes to knock their teeth and fart, talking about the things they heard every day to pass the time. Xiao Fuzuo walked through the crowd with some fear, because he was young and thin, so he was often bullied, and there was no shortage of boring people in the gang army, who always liked to pull him and tease him when they saw him, and even molested him with bad intentions, and he had no other way but to endure it silently, so he always shrunk himself up in front of people, as if this would make everyone ignore his existence, but ......

Because they didn't know what to talk about, several men who were laughing and laughing glanced at each other, and when Xiao Fuzuo was about to leave, he reached out and fished him out, and fell into the crowd in a roundabout.

"A few big brothers, the younger ones come to get porridge for the son, please spare me......"

"Come, show your brother a few and touch it, and your brothers will spare you. The people surrounded him with eyebrows, and then restlessly put their hands on him, and said with a smile: "This body is like a girl, this waist is about to disappear as soon as you pinch it, yo ho, not to mention, these hands are missing frostbite, and they are so smooth, come and touch my brother-"

"Hahahaha-"

The humiliating words mixed with the burst of laughter dissipated layer by layer, Xiao Fuzuo struggled desperately with his hands, but the whimper in his throat could not be released because he was tightly covered, seeing his clothes being pulled away, he gave up the struggle in frustration, suddenly his body was light, and then the restraints disappeared.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that those people were all lying on the ground and moaning, and the one standing in front of him was Ling Liu, who usually bullied him.

"Ling Liu, you're crazy! Haven't you done this too, what are you pretending to be high with Lao Tzu!"

lingering did not speak, only the corner of his eye was raised, and he slowly turned to look at the person who spoke. The man covered his face, and the words that were still scolding suddenly paused, then rubbed back, grabbed the hem of the clothes of the person next to him and stood up in a panic.

Such a fierce murderous aura, this person is indeed Ling Liu, yes, but why is the aura completely different.

"Have you had enough of it? ”

Only then did the man realize that he was actually grabbing the hem of Mingwei's clothes and getting up, Mingwei now has a better status in this gang leader than before, and he is also popular on weekdays, so his prestige is the same as Cheng Erhu.

Lingering stretched out his hand to tidy up Xiao Fuzuo's clothes, but when he touched it, he noticed Xiao Fuzuo's inadvertent shiver.

It seems that the owner of this face had hurt him like these people in the first place, so he was so disgusted and afraid.

"Are you here to bring porridge for your son, come with me. After Mingwei finished speaking, he turned around and went to the stove room, because Xi Hao's food was all made separately, so Wu Feiyun deliberately separated people from a separate layout. Xiao Fuzuo wiped away his tears, silently followed Mingwei into the inside, thought about it, and followed in.

The porridge was carefully served, and a plate of delicate small pastries was placed in the food box. When he handed the thing to Xiao Fuzuo, his lips moved, and he endured it for a moment, and finally asked, "Is the son good?" ”

Xiao Fuzuo shook his hands, first blinked a little hesitantly, and then suddenly looked up at Lang Mian, with doubts in his eyes, puzzled, and more shocked, as soon as his steps retreated, he leaned back in a little panic.

"Who are you?!You're not Ling Liu!Who the hell are you?!"

I got home at half past four in the morning, I was too sleepy, so I fell asleep, so the update came late, and I was going to go out to work overtime at eleven o'clock, and I was busy at the end of the year, but I still want everyone to see new chapters every day, so cheer for me~