This way down, sure enough, I stayed in Jingyang for two days, and met a lot of foreign envoys, all of whom were willing to return to the Tang Dynasty, and the cattle and sheep gems were dedicated all the way. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After that, we arrived at Longshan Pass and stopped for two days. The vast expanse of grassland behind Longshan Pass, provoked the wind and spirit's itching unbearable, and it was already aggrieved that she could not ride a horse all the way, and she had to volunteer to buy mutton for the saint to eat. Ah Sheng couldn't stop it, but Li Shimin smiled and nodded to allow her to say goodbye.

The shepherd of the horse farm chose a stable short-legged river meandering horse for her, and taught her not to be happy, but to ride the tall and strong Dawan war horse to enjoy it. When she got a good horse, she turned over and got on the horse, and was very comfortable, waving the pole of the sheep and whistling away. Ah Sheng raised the curtain of the canopy, and when Li Shimin slowly paced out to look, he only saw the back of the horse leaving.

The sheep is just a pretext, the horse galloped madly on the grassland for a while, the wind spirit unconsciously remembered the road to follow the army of the army, the first few days of the delay and indifference, even a tent to cover the poisonous day refused to give her, I don't know who covered her with a thick felt blanket at night, now I think about it, nine times out of ten it must be him.

After running around for a while, the sheep did not tie a goat, and finally the shepherd sent someone to tie up a sheep. The wind spirit returned the horse, set up a shelf in the field, and carefully roasted the sheep until it was golden and tender. Although it took twelve points of heart, she always felt that it was not as good as the bearded sheep roasted on Yiwu Road, and the various seasoning powders were complete.

"On our way to business, if we can meet an oasis, hunt a few wild things, and set up a fire, it will be the best opportunity." Feng Ling burned the mutton, laughed and sliced the meat on the leg of mutton into thin slices and spread it into a gilded plate of five-petal lotus flowers, and gave it to Li Shimin.

Li Shimin had a tired journey, and his appetite was not good, Ah Sheng was afraid that he would use too much roasted mutton, so he did not move, and he accumulated food at night, and persuaded him several times, but he still used a lot. Feng Ling brought out the red claw cake that had been prepared in the morning, Ah Sheng smiled happily, and praised Feng Ling in a low voice behind Li Shimin's back: "Gu Niangzi is more and more proper now, but she is not as careless and reckless as when she came." ”

There has been nothing for a few days, and in the blink of an eye, Lingzhou has arrived, and the palace has already been cleaned up. Because they have to wait for the return of the westward army in Lingzhou, there may be a ceremony for sacrificing prisoners, so they have to spend more than half a month here. After a few days of bumpy roads, they were finally able to sleep peacefully for a few days, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Xingye must knead and knead for Feng Ling to loosen the muscles and bones, Feng Lingyuan is not tired, seeing that her kneading force and place are not right, she casually rubbed a few places on Xingye's body, and the sourness swelled up with suitability, and Xingye's yawning could not be suppressed anymore. The wind spirit laughed at her and teased her a few words, and then sent her and the bamboo branch to sleep by themselves.

Fortunately, the wind spirit often goes to the goods, has long been accustomed to sleeping, luxurious and extravagant such as the Zhaoqing Palace's sleeping couch can sleep, in the desert field a roll of sheepskin felt can also sleep, so lie down for a short time to sleep peacefully.

But somehow, she didn't sleep well that night, and she had some dreams for some unknown reason, and in the second half of the night, she slept a little deeper, and the dreams began to continue.

She seemed to be on the battlefield of the northern frontier against Xue Yantuo, and the 100,000-strong army of Wu Yang was connected with the black clouds of low pressure in the sky. Suddenly there was a bright light, and he saw that Fu Tanyan led a cavalry into the black clouds, and the wind spirit stared at him nervously on the side, but he didn't realize that she was beside him.

The long lance in the Black Cloud Sect's hand split, and he slashed and slashed with all his might, blood splashed everywhere he passed, and stumps flew sideways. Feng Ling watched the battle with bated breath for a moment, and saw that the swords, guns, swords, and halberds really seemed to be avoiding him, so he was very relieved. But after watching for a while, I suddenly realized that something was wrong, and the black clouds in the sky gradually turned into a dark red like plasma, and became a river of blood, and a closer look was actually the blood and water of the Donghu people who were killed by the blow, and the dying people provoked by the long lance all fell into the dark red blood river, and immediately turned into hideous fish.

The wind spirit called out loudly to Fu Yanyan's name, wanting him to stop, not to create another killing karma, but a wave of Donghu people poured up, and once the lance in his hand hesitated, he would be slashed and killed by those people. The wind spirit called him no, and he was so anxious that he stepped forward to pull him away, but he couldn't move under his feet......

She gasped suddenly, opened her eyes and pulled away from the nightmare, the curtains were faintly white, and there was the sound of footsteps walking outside the house, I don't know if it was the palace supervisor or someone next to her.

Feng Ling stroked his chest, gasped heavily, didn't dare to lie down anymore, got up and sat on the edge of the couch to adjust his breathing.

Xue Yantuo was defeated, and the report of the victory of the army was transmitted to Li Shimin this morning, and the army was already on its way back to the city, and it would not be more than three or two days at most before it could arrive in Lingzhou to offer prisoners. When Li Shimin asked how the Xuanjia army was, the messenger replied that although there were dead and wounded, there were only a dozen people, and the Xuanjia battalion was all right. At that time, the wind spirit was near the saint, and he heard it clearly.

She said to herself slowly: "Ayan'an is good, I'll be back in a few days." It's all gone, and it's all about asking for troubles that you don't have. ”

Before she could even out her breath, the footsteps outside the door suddenly became clear, heading straight for her room. The wind spirit sat up straight vigilantly, and subconsciously touched the small curved blade hidden under the pillow.

"Gu Niangzi." There was a cautious call in the knock on the door, and when Feng Ling heard Ah Sheng's voice, he retracted his hand, turned to the wooden truss next to the sleeping couch, pulled down the curtain, and wrapped it to answer the door.

The half-bright light outside the house squeezed in through the crack in the door, and Ah Sheng had walked in the inner court for thirty years, and his expression could no longer see the waves, but the panic in his voice could still be captured. "Gu Niangzi change her clothes quickly, she is not in a good mood in front of her, the slave and maid come over privately, please ask Gu Niangzi to go and appease one or two."

"Okay, what's going on?" Feng Ling asked, hugging his sideburns.

Ah Sheng turned his head and looked around, there was no palace people moving around in this courtyard, so he lowered his voice and said: "The army was ambushed by the remnants of Xue Yantuo's department on the way back, our Tang army was defenseless, and there were many casualties. ”

The wind spirit nodded knowingly; "The saint is annoyed?"

"It's not a big deal, I immediately swept the case, and I annoyed the lady to hurry up." Ah Sheng relayed the situation in the front hall to her while urging: "The Xuanjia battalion was ordered by Chief Xue to go to Aboda, and the army returned first. ”

Feng Lingli's hand suddenly stiffened, he was stunned for a while, and hurriedly said to Ah Sheng: "Ah Jian will go back first, and I will change my clothes." ”

Ah Sheng told Xie to retreat and hurriedly returned to the front hall. Feng Ling didn't dare to slack off, and he didn't have time to call the bamboo branches and apricot leaves over, so he lit the lamp and candle, hurriedly changed his dress, pulled a single snail bun, took a plain silver hairpin and hairpin at will, and cleaned his face with the cold water in the copper basin, and followed.