"Not afraid of death?"

"Don't be afraid."

Niu Jinda lowered his body, looking at this stubborn son who was as stubborn as himself, and his deep voice was like a blade sharpening.

"One blow. If you win, I won't stop you. ”

Niu Weituo turned his head suddenly, looked over, but only saw the burly figure of Niu Jinda turning the horse's head, lifting the lance and riding the horse, and running down the high hill.

Just like back then, staying at home and watching the back of his father's expedition, the same is true.

"Daddy!" Niu Weituo roared loudly, and saw only the burly figure and the horse lance raised high.

"Eight pounds, lead my horse, bring my lance!"

Niu Weituo gritted his teeth, slowly stood up, and shouted as he looked at his father's back.

The cold wind is still cold, and between the sky and the earth, there is a sprinkling mottled yellow.

Only a small meandering river not far away, reflecting the clouds that shrouded the sky.

It seems to be like a ribbon wrapped in autumn, dotted between heaven and earth.

"Uncle Cheng, should we go over?" Yu Chi Baolin stretched her neck a little impatiently.

Cheng bit Jin and shook his head while stroking his thick beard like a steel needle.

"We are here, by their father and son, whether they win or lose, whether they win or lose, it's their father and son's business."

“……”

After descending the high hill and galloping more than 100 steps, it is an open flat land adjacent to the river.

The father and son galloped to this flat land one after the other, holding the horse lance in their hands tightly and looking at each other.

At this moment, the first snow of the eight years of Tang Zhenguan unexpectedly began to rise at this moment, and the wine fell.

Make the heaven and the earth even more solemn......

As Niu Jin shouted loudly, and the horse galloped forward, Niu Weituo also roared, galloping, and the horse lance, which had already removed the tip of the lance, began to raise it flatly.

The father and son walked away face to face at such a gallop, between the lightning and flint.

Standing on the high hill, as the top master of the Tang Dynasty, Yu Chigong sighed lightly:

"This kid has been injured for so many years, but he hasn't pulled it down."

"It seems that this kid is indeed what I told my doll, he closed his door and didn't come out, but he quietly worked hard in the house."

Cheng bit Jin Shen thought that his head was attached. "I didn't pull down much of this ability."

Before the words fell, he heard the sound of the hammer hitting the shaft, Niu Jinda roared wildly, grabbed the lance of Niu Weituo and hit the thigh.

At the moment when the horse was staggered, he directly slammed his shoulder, knocking Niu Weituo, who was struggling to regain the lance, on the horse's back.

The two lances fell to the ground, and the two horses galloped more than ten steps in the opposite direction before stopping.

Niu Weituo's face was full of dejection, and he sat on the back of the horse in a daze, as if the whole person had lost his strength and anger.

Niu Jinda exhaled a turbid breath and slowly galloped forward.

Looking at this burly and sturdy Niu Weituo, whose physique was no less than his own, he pursed his lips and said astringently.

"Back then, let you, I hope you have more confidence."

"Today, don't let you, let you know, I'm your son."

Niu Weituo raised his head and pursed his lips tightly, still so stubborn.

Niu Jinda glanced at Niu Weituo deeply, took a deep breath, twisted his head, and turned the horse's head.

"Get out, if you can't mix up a person in three years, you will get back to Lao Tzu."

"Father and mother, I'm still waiting for you to give us a pension and send us to the end, don't die."

"Daddy!" Niu Weituo's face was full of astonishment and disbelief.

Niu Jinda's burly and majestic figure trembled slightly at this moment, and his voice roared a little tremblingly.

"If you shout again, you will go home to Lao Tzu!"

Then, continue to ride the horse, and follow the small river that looks like a blue ribbon to the east.

Niu Weituo had already burst into tears, rolled his saddle and dismounted, ran a few steps, and at last fell on his knees on the ground covered with dead grass, and knocked his head three times.

Gritting his teeth, his mouth was broken, and his hands were clenched into fists.

Dad, wait, the child will definitely be able to mix up, and he will definitely give you and your mother a pension.

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A group of people of all ages on the high hill looked at the scene in front of them and sighed.

"Damn...... Why is the wind and sand so big today, so much so that Lao Tzu is almost blind......"

Cheng Yanjin sucked his red nose, pulled out the horse's head, and drove towards the eastward and faster and faster ox Jinda.

"I'll go pick up the old cow first......"

"Let's go, let's go together, you boys, after sending Niu Weituo, go back quickly."

A few elders didn't bother to pay attention to their own babies, so they couldn't lose them anyway. On the contrary, he told a few words and asked them to send Wei Tuoxian's nephew well.

A famous general of the Tang Dynasty rode his horse and whipped up, with heavy hooves and rolling, the sound of hooves rumbled, and he ran away in the cold wind......

Cheng Chubi also sucked his red nose, the scene just now made people feel outnumbered and uncomfortable.

In the end, Niu Weituo returned to the high hill, without saying a word, and his red eyes made people very helpless.

Not far away, there was also a group of people who were also sending off friends, setting up a wine banquet, and began to chatter.

Seeing that the gang shook their heads and looked like they were reciting poems, no need to ask, it must be a group of literati who are bidding farewell to their friends.

And in the sky, a lone goose is flapping its wings, screaming from time to time, as if looking for its missing companion.

The snow is still falling, and this kind of scenery may be the most suitable for saying goodbye to friends, but it is doubly sad and sad......

"Brothers, Lao Niu thanked you brothers for sending you today, Lao Niu doesn't ask for anything else, I just hope that Lao Niu will leave."

"If only you brothers could walk around my house at leisure...... If it's a cow, why don't you ......"

"Enough!" Cheng Chubi's whole mind exploded on the spot.

strode up to Niu Weituo, and with a lot of force, he lifted up this Niu brother whose physique was not inferior to himself.

"If you don't have confidence in yourself, then what else do you want to go to?

Go home directly and listen to your father honestly, and send them to the end of their second elders. ”

"It's better than going to the northwest to die like you with a depressed will."

"Little brother, I made a prosthetic limb for you, so that you have the opportunity to fulfill your lifelong dream, not for you to look like such a ghost here."

Seeing Cheng Laosan's anger, he spitted Xingzi and grabbed Niu Weituo's shirt and scolded him.

Li Siwen felt a little unbearable, and was about to step forward to persuade him, but was stopped by Yu Chi Baolin who stretched out his hand and shook his head at him slightly.

"Don't go, you should let Cheng Laosan scold him. If this old cow can't cheer up. On the battlefield, that is the way to find death. ”

Li Ke also bowed his head slightly, although he had never been on the battlefield, he also felt that Brother Niu's mentality was wrong.

"Let go of me." Niu Weituo's gaze was a little evasive, at the moment he was in turmoil, unwilling to stay, but he was entangled when he left.

His father's bleak back, and his mother's crying red eyes, had been replaying in his mind over and over again.

"In a word, if you stay now, it's too late to regret it." Cheng Chubi sent his hand away stupidly, panting and saying angrily.

"No, I can't, and I don't want to go back now."

"Then cheer me up, you go to the northwest to fulfill your lifelong dream, go to the battlefield to cross the sword, and make contributions."

"It's not for you to look so depressed and go to the northwest to die disheartened."

"Don't say it......" Niu Weituo hung his head and muttered for a long time, only three words came out dryly.

"Do you want to make a name for yourself and go home? Okay, my special mother will make you famous now. ”

Cheng Chubi is happy. Once again, he grabbed Niu Weituo's shirt and shouted loudly.

"Listen, thousands of miles of yellow clouds are dawning, and the north wind is blowing geese and snow. Don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you. ”

"Have you heard it, the name of this poem is "Sending Brother Niu Wei Tuoxi out of Chang'an".

"Believe me, within a month, Chang'an knows this poem,

The great name of your cow will be remembered for centuries with this poem. ”

"Although you have not succeeded, but your name has been achieved, I have realized your dream for you, hurry home.

If you Niu Wei Tuo go to the northwest to die for the sake of fame, it will be a matter of my old Cheng Niao. ”

“？？？！！！”

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