The next day the sky was clear, the snow stopped, the sky was as blue as a wash, and although the cold wind was biting, it was a little lighter and smarter, as if it had changed its temperament, and became gentle. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xu Pan slept very well yesterday, it was freezing outside the window, and the room was warm like spring, he really hadn't slept so peacefully for a long time.

Zhongqin Bofu is a generation of horse leather shrouds, piled up rich lintels, from his birth, holding knives, guns and sticks in his hands, no matter how much his mother loves him, it can't withstand his father's sentence "Do you want him to die on the battlefield".

Except for the third uncle, who was born with a weak disease, and couldn't lift a knife and gun in his arms, he was allowed by his grandfather to pick up the pen, and no one else could escape, especially him, the first boy of his grandchildren.

At that time, looking at the tablets enshrined in the ancestral hall of the Xu family, he thought that maybe one day, when he couldn't wait for him to die, he would have to be with these tablets early, which was his fate and the fate of the Xu family's boys.

Maybe once, he thought it was not bad, at least he took the glorious road that his ancestors walked, and he was worthy of the hundred-year-old Danshu iron coupon.

Until that day, the news of his uncle's death and his grandfather's last handwritten letter came, and he finally thoroughly understood what it meant to die in battle and what it meant to be separated from life and death.

Because his uncle went earlier than his grandfather, his father inherited the title of Count Zhongqin. In an instant, a big mountain pressed on top of his head, Xu Pan couldn't even breathe, he was afraid, would his father have that day, and all that was left to him was the name of the ten thousand rays.

But before the Warats came to commit any more crimes, I don't know if it was because of their worries and worries day and night, my mother couldn't afford to fall ill, and died in less than half a year.

Since then, the world has been bitterly cold every day.

The Warat people came again, pressed to the border with countless hatred and revenge, and the emperor didn't even have to think about it, and directly ordered Zhong Qinbo to be the general who went into battle to kill the enemy.

Zhongqinbo will always be the nemesis of the Warat people, and from the people of Li to the emperor on the dragon chair, they don't need to know who Zhongqinbo is.

He begged his father, even if he gave him the identity of a soldier, he would not wait in the capital, he would go to the battlefield and follow his father before and after the saddle......

Xu Pan looked at a plum plant placed in the room, his cold eyebrows and eyes relaxed, he almost forgot that he could live such a comfortable and bright life.

The sound of that silver bell-like laughter seemed to ring in his ears, awakening every drop of his blood that was gradually cooling. Xu Pan smiled, he knew that maybe he couldn't live as freely as Xiao Ling, but when he got close to her, he could feel the warmth of the spring breeze. That kind of warmth, he dreamed of.

Someone ran over, it was Yu Ting.

"Shizi, Sixth Brother Jiang, are you awake? It's time to eat!" Yu Ting shouted in the patio, and Xu Pan estimated that Jiang Congqing hadn't woken up yet, so he pushed open the window and waved at him.

Dressed and turned over and got out of bed in one go, when Yu Ting came in, he had already fastened his long jacket.

Yu Ting raised his head to look at him, blinked his big eyes, and couldn't help admiring: "You are so tall." ”

Xu Pan laughed, bent down and picked him up, put him in his arms and shook him twice, and said with a smile: "It's a heavy hand." ”

"That's it!" Yu Ting was proud of this, and said: "When I was two years old, my sister couldn't hold me, and once she even dropped me!

Hearing him say this, Xu Pan laughed even more, and the image of eight or nine-year-old Yu Xiaoling came to mind, struggling to hold Xiao Ting, and he couldn't move, and he let go of his hand and threw him to the ground.

Xu Pan lowered his head and looked at Yu Ting carefully, and said, "You look like your sister, and your temperament is also similar." ”

Yu Ting thought this he said, and quickly nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "My sister said that because she brought me up, I look like her!"

Xu Pan couldn't help laughing again, how old is Yu Xiaoling, can she take a child?

But Yu Xiaoling has been like that since she was a child, she is obviously a child, and she still speaks the words of adults seriously, and sometimes, he involuntarily treats her as an adult.

Thinking back to the scene of meeting her several times, Xu Pan bent the corners of his mouth and hugged Yu Ting out of the room.

It's about yesterday and it's a barbecue, and it's a pot, and it's too greasy, and this morning's meal is not on the side, or white flour steamed buns, and porridge and side dishes.

The steamed buns just out of the pot are fluffy and soft, white and tender, exuding white and vast heat, the mung bean porridge is thick and glutinous, and several pickled radish and cabbage are mixed with sauces with different tastes, which are exceptionally refreshing and delicious.

The seven of them had already cooked through yesterday's nonsense and drinking, and they couldn't care about eating or sleeping at this time, Jiang Congqing picked his head, and he was eating with a smile and talking about the world, lined with the cold wind outside, which was very harmonious and comfortable.

Xu Pangang and Jiang Congqing laughed at each other, and the corner of his eyes swept the back of Yu Xiaoling's hand that he had drawn yesterday, and he carefully rubbed a layer of brown ointment, and just wanted to ask her what medicine she used, when he heard hurried footsteps outside.

After a few breaths, everyone heard it, stopped talking and looked at the door, and then the people outside had already arrived at the door, knocked on the door softly and replied: "Young master, there is a person named Fu Ping outside the villa, come to find the prince." ”

Why did Fu Ping come over?

Xu Pan was a little surprised, could it be that something had happened? His mind immediately surged, and he got up and said, "I'll take a look." ”

Jiang Congqing and Yu Ji also rested their bowls and followed quickly.

Xu Pan strode forward, thinking in his heart that Fu Ping would come here, what could happen, but after thinking about it, he couldn't grasp the essentials, and his feet became more and more anxious.

When he arrived at the gate, he couldn't wait for the old man to open the door, so he raised his voice and asked, "But Fu Ping?"

"Lord Shizi, it's a subordinate!" one of the others replied in a loud voice.

While speaking, the old man guarding the door had already opened the door, Xu Pan hurriedly strode forward, looking anxious and asked, "But what happened?"

Fu Ping saw that his brows were tightly knit, and hurriedly said, "Don't worry about the prince, it's nothing." ”

When Xu Pan heard this, he spit out a mouthful of turbid air, and now, what he is most afraid of is that his father will also leave him......

Since there was nothing to do, Xu Pan asked him impatiently: "Then what are you looking for to do?"

Fu Ping took a step forward, leaned into Xu Pan's ear, and said softly: "Uncle wants to go to Ningxia secretly, and wants the prince to return to Guyuan and cover with him." ”

Xu Pan raised his eyebrows, tilted his head slightly, and suppressed his voice: "What is my father doing in Ningxia?"

Fu Ping lowered his voice: "It seems to be related to the matter between the old uncle and the eldest master, and the specific subordinates don't know." In short, Uncle asked you to go back as soon as possible. ”

Xu Pan thought for a moment when he heard this, nodded, and said, "Okay." ”

Xu Pan and Jiang followed Fu Ping and galloped away from the Qing Dynasty, and everyone in Fuyao Villa returned to their respective positions and went to do their own things.