In the late autumn of September, the four fields are frosty, the sky is high, the water is dry, and the geese are sad. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sunset is still shining, the white moon is cold and hanging in the air, and the barren and withered grass is also sorrowful.

The army, which had just won a battle, returned to the camp one after another. The originally silent wilderness was instantly filled with people.

Wisps of smoke dissipated into the depths of the desert, the green and red flames licked the dark bottom of the big iron pot, and the thick fragrance of the large beef bone soup was overflowing, and it was "goo-goo-goo" hot and tumbling.

The soldiers sat on the white stone in twos and threes, some slowly treated their wounds, some drank and ate meat boldly, and some were alone, and they couldn't read enough family letters repeatedly.

The hooves of the horses galloping from afar were dusty.

"Roundabout!" With the long neighing of the horse, a person fell neatly from the saddle, a silver-gray armor was still splashed with blood, his face was clear and cold, and he showed his martial might when he walked.

When I walked to the general's tent, I heard a woman singing a little song from inside, her voice was sweet and gentle, and a young baby was babbling excitedly.

"Qiao'er!" His heart was lifted instantly, and he opened the camp curtain in disbelief, and saw a woman sitting on the edge of his couch, holding a baby in her arms, her legs under the white silk cotton skirt were close together, her round belly was flattened, and her dark green sprinkled jacket was tightly wrapped.

The two clumps on the chest are high due to feeding. Excite. Tender. Full.

Listen to his name! The little woman looked up, looked at him with wavy eyes, and sneered at her side, "I can't hold it!" And another, you take a hand! ”

Only then did he see that he was on the couch, and he was still wrapped in a small brocade quilt. Excited and surprised, a few steps forward, I couldn't take my eyes off, it was a little girl carved in pink, born like a warp, very peugeot, as if she had just cried, with tears in her eye sockets, her round black eyes looked at him wetly, and suddenly stretched out her crystal white little lotus root, wanting to hug her father.

His heart instantly softened like mud, and he wiped his hands clean with a cotton towel at a loss, and then leaned over awkwardly, hugged the baby into his arms, and then sat next to the lady.

The little baby grabbed his rough fingers, tried hard to send it to the small mouth, and did not give her food, so he stretched out his pink little tongue and licked it aggrievedly.

It's his little girl Sugar Candy, the sweetness of honey into people's hearts, and it hurts!

Looking sideways at Qiao'er, she was also looking at her affectionately, leaning up to kiss her red lips and grinding them.

When she reached the thick place, she suddenly dodged, jumped off the bed and hugged the baby and hurried away: "I have to go back to Yanjing!" Let's go now! "I don't look back.

"Why do you want to go back when you come? Don't leave me again! Before the words fell, I saw her disappear in a flash, and in the palm of my hand, how could the soft and glutinous baby not be seen? !

He jumped up in a hurry to chase after him, but suddenly opened his tiger eyes, and suddenly realized that he was still sitting on a chair in front of the table, with a topographical map made of sheepskin spread out in front of him, and an oil lamp hanging not far away, the core of which swayed, lengthening and shortening the silent shadows in the tent.

I actually had a confusing dream!

Without thinking about it, the camp curtain was opened, Li Jin came in with a bowl of hot beef bone soup, Zhou Zhenwei took it and took a bite, and put it down tastelessly.

"Count the days, my lady should have returned to the Zhou Mansion a long time ago!" He looked at Li Jin, raised thick eyebrows and asked, "Is there any information from the capital?" ”

Li Jin wanted to speak and stopped, and finally replied: "Listen to the meaning of the messenger's words, the little sister-in-law and Xiahou Ye have not returned to Beijing, or they have been delayed on the road, let us wait a few more days." ”

Zhou Zhenwei bowed his head silently and instructed him: "According to the report from the spies, at the second hour of Mingshen, Mo Hezhu led his subordinates to attack Daizhen, and you asked the captain, military Sima and commander to come to my tent to discuss the strategy of arranging the formation. ”

Li Jin took the order and went immediately. He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and opened them again, hiding the unspeakable anxiety in his heart.

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Yuqiao followed Xiahou Yin to the north, passing through lonely cities after the war.

In the mist of wolf smoke, there were no living people in the wide streets, and the dead bodies were half-hidden and half-exposed by the yellow sand, and their appearance was desolate.

Later, Xiahou Yin did not let her get out of the carriage, and went to the city to search for some food and water, and left as soon as she was ready, without much delay.

So at this time, looking at the sparkling cars and horses in Daizhen, the endless flow of people, and the lively and noisy scene, Yuqiao was so moved that he almost cried.

Both sides of the street are densely packed with merchants, piled up with silk, spices and animal skins brought into the customs by Hu merchants, mixed with the goods of the northern and southern Han merchants.

Today is Eid al-Fitr, and in addition to the Han Chinese, there are Hu people in exotic costumes from time to time, picking things to buy, speaking non-standard Chinese, and bargaining with the shop in front of Fuzi.

"What are you looking at?" Xia Houyin saw that Yuqiao was holding the curtain of the car and was looking at it somewhere, and he also looked at it, it was a graceful bearded girl dressed in a gorgeous sari wrap, with long braids, a high nose and sunken eyes, white skin and red lips, generously hugging a young man of the same race, hiding under the eaves and talking quite intimately.

The people outside the border are wild and heroic, uninhibited, and so civilized.

Yu Qiao retracted his eyes, but when he saw that Xiahou Yin was looking at it with relish, he immediately blushed and turned his head to ignore him.

Not long after the carriage traveled, it stopped in front of a three-story inn, and Yuqiao walked out of the door, tightening the cloak to cover her pregnant belly.

Looking up at the plaque, the handwriting dragon flying phoenix dance inscribed with the words "Listen to the Song Building". couldn't help but laugh and asked the guy by the door: "Which vassal and elegant master is this?" ”

The guy saw behind her, scratched his head and said, "Isn't it your husband Xiahou Ye who asked the question?" My proprietor asked for a thousand promises, and he agreed. ”

Yuqiao looked back at him sarcastically, and Xiahou Yin pursed his lips: "No pine is better than pine, loose in my heart, I stand on a small building, and only listen to the pine." Agarwood is antique, the artistic conception is far away, and the title is very good! ”

Strong words are the best at you! Yuqiao glanced at him, and the guy interjected upside down, and said in a warm tone: "Xiahou Ye wants to live in the store?" ”

"Knowingly ask!" Xiahou Yin pointed to the steps again and asked Yuqiao to walk slowly, which was almost inexhaustible.

The guy stopped in front of them, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Xiahou Ye has been in the dust all the way, and naturally knows that Mo Hezhu led the Hun army and slaughtered many cities, who knows when Daizhen will also suffer bad luck." The proprietor said, Xiahou Ye is listening to Songlou owes half a year's accommodation fee, about ten taels of silver, and now it is cleared, you can give a first-class room on the third floor, if Xiahou Ye can't take it out, please leave and don't send it. ”

"When did this little girl become so serious?" Xiahou Yin was stunned and sank his face: "Where is she?" I want to see her. ”

"Xiahou Ye married a lady, and the owner's heart is broken, so don't provoke her again." The guy stopped smiling for a moment, gritted his teeth and put his towel on his shoulder, and turned to enter the store.

"Wait, who said I don't have any money?" Xiahou Yin took out ten taels of snowflake silver from his sleeve cage, and went up to the guy's hand and put it aside: "Give it, Xia doesn't owe anyone a favor." Isn't it okay to stay in the hotel? ”