The snow inside and outside the gate did not cover the mortals who were struggling to move forward on the earth with a soft and warm quilt, but fell like a huge net, firmly grasping these fragile mortals, endlessly absorbing the warmth of their last breath, leaving the cold corpses of the earth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The peace that was exchanged for many bones was fleeting, and the Warat people in the northwest could not bear the severe test of hunger and cold, regained their swords and guns, stepped on their horses, and would rather die on the battlefield than succumb to cold and famine.

In November of the 27th year of Chenghua, the Wara people raided the villages near Ningxia with lightning speed, burned, killed and looted, and then disappeared.

Now the army is furious, and the army is drawn.

Yu Ji packed up the few articles he had read recently, turned his head and asked Yu Xiaoling, "Daddy nodded?"

Yu Xiaoling, who turned the eleventh year old after the New Year, drew a lot of strips, stood quietly, and also looked like a big girl.

She flipped through Yu Ji's bookshelf casually, and saw that there were no books that she found interesting, so she put her hand away, nodded and said, "Yes, I told my sisters that I would go to Pingliang for a few days, otherwise you will see the powerful appearance of this Warat people, and you will not have to go in the future." ”

Speaking of the current war, Yu Ji was a little silent, and after a few breaths, he said: "It's only been two years, and they have made a comeback." The two generations of generals of Zhongqin Bofu have knowledge, and I don't know how to feel. ”

Yu Xiaoling also raised her eyebrows, and had nothing to say.

Two years ago, the Warat people wantonly attacked, that is, the old uncle of Zhongqin and the son of Zhongqin Bo at that time, father and son went into battle, and joined forces to beat the Warat people back in disgrace.

The loyal and diligent uncle died on the battlefield, the old uncle was seriously injured, and he was in pain of losing his son, but Half Moon also went together. At that time, they were still in Kyoto and did not pay much attention to the matter.

Now it seems that if it weren't for the heroic righteousness of Zhongqin Bofu, they would not have had a stable life for more than a year.

"Brother Xiao doesn't know the name of the current loyal and diligent prince?" Yu Xiaoling suddenly thought of this and tried to ask.

Yu Ji glanced at her strangely, not knowing how she asked about it, but said, "I don't know." But how can my sister be so concerned about this matter?

Yu Xiaoling hurriedly shook his head, waved his hand, and said, "How can I know him?" I am a girl from a scholar's family, and he is a descendant of a famous general, just curious......

Yu Ji had the word disbelief written all over his face, Yu Xiaoling laughed dryly, and then turned his head to see Yu Tingfeng running over in a hurry.

"Sister, are you going to Pingliang Mansion?!" he glared at him, with an indignant expression on why you were hiding it from me.

Yu Xiaoling was so weak by him that he hurriedly stuffed a piece of salt and pepper crisp into him, and said, "The second aunt wants to prepare a dowry for the eldest cousin, so she has to go to Pingliang to take a look." My second aunt and two cousins thought I was very talented in picking out jewelry, so they took me there. ”

She said and pointed at Yu Ji again: "The eldest brother was ordered to protect me, and he knows it." ”

As soon as her words fell, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Yu Ji glancing at her mockingly, and Yu Xiaoling also knew that Yu Ting was becoming more and more difficult to deceive, but she didn't have much to do.

Yu Ting really didn't believe it, took a bite of the shortbread in his hand, chewed it twice, swallowed it, and asked her again: "Really, why don't you go? I see that my mother is much better looking than your jewelry." ”

His question was the key, which made Yu Xiaoling's face flash a trace of helplessness, but she quickly thought of the words and said: "Don't you know that Ji Niangzi is about to give birth to a child? How can Niangzi rest assured that she is staying here alone?

Yu Ting felt that this was a very important matter, so he half-pushed and half-believed it on the spot, and pulled Yu Xiaoling to tell her not to forget to bring some rare things back for herself, and then ran away in a hurry.

On the sixth day of the lunar month, Pingliang is rare and lively.

"Alas, Ling'er, did you hear what the passer-by said?" Cheng Moyi leaned over with a round face, leaned on the window of the private room on the second floor of a teahouse in Pingliang Mansion, and asked Yu Xiaolingdao.

Yu Xiaoling is deaf and clear-sighted, how can he not hear it.

She replied: "I heard it, and it was said that the general sent by the imperial court to guard the border pass came." No wonder the people on the street are red-faced, it turns out that someone is backing up. ”

"Flutter!" Cheng Moyi smiled: "With you, I can't laugh enough every day!"

The two of them talked and laughed, and saw that a vendor downstairs had just picked something up, and they gathered around the crowd, and they were all interested. The two exchanged interested eyes, said hello to the Feng family on the side, and ran down.

When they went down, the stall was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, Yu Xiaoling and Cheng Moyi couldn't squeeze through, and they couldn't see clearly when they were on the feet, so they were in a hurry.

"What are you selling, so many people!" Cheng Moyi muttered half-asked.

As soon as the words fell, I heard a long "um" from someone on the left-hand side, confused.

She glanced back at the man, and saw that it was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old young man, wearing a long coat of vine-purple embroidered twigs and lotus inlaid with fire fox fur, wearing a bundle of carved hostas on his head, his lips were like pink petals, and his eyes were like paint, and he was tilting his head to look at himself, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was allowed to look at himself.

Cheng Moyi looked at it, and knew that this person didn't know where he came from, and he could wear such a water spirit in a place like Pingliang, which was full of yellow sand, and he was also a master who didn't know the height of the sky.

The most important thing is that his eyes are staring at himself, and he still looks like he is relishing. What is this not a disciple?

Cheng Moyi frowned, pouted, "hummed" vigorously, glanced at the man again, and pulled Yu Xiaoling to run: "There are no good people here!

The purple-clothed young man was stunned by her actions, and heard her say "There are no good people", knowing that it was him, he quickly glared at him, and asked "sigh".

It's a pity that Cheng Moyi ran as fast, and before he finished his long sentence, he saw that Cheng Moyi had already pulled Yu Xiaoling and turned around and ran towards the teahouse.

"This ......" The purple-clothed young man laughed angrily, turned his head to the young man wearing a blue brown plain face and a long jacket with fox fur on the side, and said, "Don't I look like a good person?

The young man in green shirt withdrew his faint gaze from the stall, listened to his words, looked at the young man in purple carefully from head to toe, pouted slightly, shook his head and said, "I don't think so, Xu is...... I'm used to it. ”

"You ......" The purple-clothed young man was choked by his words, glared at him, and saw that he turned his head to look at the pedestrians on the street again, and ignored himself, so he said again: "Did you just hear that little girl speak?

"I didn't pay attention, maybe it was with the elders. The young man in Tsing Yi replied casually.

"Not only that!" The purple-clothed young man sighed solemnly again: "I look at her very familiarly!"

When he said this, he nodded to himself, and felt more and more that he must have seen it there, and said, "No, I have to go over and take a look!