The woman sat on a four-foot bench.

Straighten your waist and tuck your abdomen.

A tough, ripe and soft straw rope that had formed a pulp was put around her waist, and as the movement gradually rose, she moved and strangled, and a shallow red mark was strangled on her white waist.

The grass rope in front of the lower abdomen is wrapped with a newly woven grass rope, which is forked and placed on a wooden shelf at the front of the stool to form five meridians. Under the action of the woman's waist force, it is tense and tight.

The straw was placed horizontally on her knees, and the woman picked up a bunch from time to time, and weaved it into the straw rope neatly, rubbed her hands together, and collected it.

The grass rope is long, that is, braided, pressed three to two, traversed on the five meridians, compacted claw shuttle, taken through the wooden gas, "horn" two crisp sounds, compacted one, and then braided one.

A straw sandal gradually takes shape.

The man squatted two feet beside the woman, motionless, just looking at her quietly, his heart ached for her psoas, and he had the heart to tear her short and unseemly clothes, so as not to let the straw rope wear out the skin, and stretched out his hand, but hesitated to take it back.

It's not right in the end.

The man picked up the tea bowl on the ground and took a shallow sip.

It's bitter and astringent.

What floats in the bowl is not clear tea, but bitter leaves. It is said to clear the heat and remove the fire, but for men, it is not as sweet as the clear spring.

"Tomorrow...... Let's go with so-and-so. ”

"Where are you going?"

"Yizhou."

“…… If you don't go, you won't go anywhere. ”

While working neatly, the woman said expressionlessly: "If you really have a heart, send some Tongdian." ”

The man stopped talking, only nodded heavily, got up, and looked at the starry sky outside the house, the ridges were as dark as iron, the distant mountains were undulating like dragons, there were autumn insects screaming, and there were night owls roaring.

At the foot of the mountain, the river is reluctant to give up day and night, and it is mighty and surging.

Inside, there was no lamp, only the clear light of the crescent moon and starlight, which passed through the lintel and poured on the woman's face.

The woman's hair is a little messy, the rice clothes that were glued to her hair are still stuck to it, and her facial features are not good-looking, if the thick lips are ignored, she can barely say that she is delicate and rough, but the man feels that this woman is as worthy of love as his old wife who has been with him for twenty years.

"Come with me, don't have to endure hardships, someone can protect you."

The woman shook her head silently.

"Why?"

The woman "horn" knocked on the straw shoes twice, put down the coffin, bowed her head and was stunned for a long time, and said: "I am the daughter-in-law of the Zeng family, and this is home." ”

"Yes...... But your man is gone, and the baby is gone, so does it make sense to keep it? ”

The woman raised her head, and there were tears in her eyes: "You lend me one, you are all smart who has eaten ink, and when he grows up, the Zeng family will also have a future." ”

“……”

The man didn't speak, hesitated and turned back, reaching out to wipe the tears from the corners of the woman's eyes, with a gentle movement, just like when he took off the bride's red hijab.

……

The night is getting deeper.

The sky is getting brighter.

There was a conversation in the hut.

"A certain surname is Quan, a famous teacher, the word Jingxin, lives in Yizhou Changshun Lane, from the south, to the seventh to the left, from the north, the seventh from the bottom."

"Hmm." The woman's voice was muffled.

"A certain official, General Shi Wu is shoulder-picked."

“…… Well. The woman's voice hesitated.

"Let's go with so-and-so, I won't let you suffer anymore."

"Nope." The woman's voice was deep and firm.

"That'...... So-and-so is gone. ”

"Hmm." The woman's voice was slightly astringent.

After a long time, the sound of the rope sounded, and then the footsteps started, and after a while, the low wooden door opened, and a tall man came out of the house, looking up at the white of the fish belly in the sky, took the stick by the door, put on the straw sandals in the armpits, and shouted again: "So-and-so is gone." ”

There was no response from the house.

The whole master waited quietly for a moment, and finally raised his feet, took a step, and walked down the mountain, gradually letting go of his footsteps, striding like a meteor.

……

"Drive."

On the smooth official road, Jia Yin took the lead, the fireworks beast under his crotch opened its four hooves, running with joy, and above its head, the six-year-old phoenix elegantly spread its wings.

Behind him was a knight with a long earth dragon, the nails and leaves clanging, and the hooves rumbled.

The Tiger Tooth Iron Rider roared and galloped all the way.

As soon as the Sword Pavilion passes, it is really a way for the Tianzhan to change. The road is getting wider, the slope is getting flattened, and when they enter the territory of Mianzhou, the horses can finally have fun.

Jiayin has never been so comfortable.

The sword gate was closed and rushed to Hanyuanpo, the Shu army had already begun to run around like headless flies, but unfortunately the people were tired, the mountains were steep, and it was difficult to capture prisoners. Fortunately, there were infantry in the forest, and the cavalry only had to follow the plank road all the way to the west.

As soon as the prince of Xishu saw the wolf smoke rising, he also "choked" and pulled his sword, saying that he would personally lead the forbidden army to fight to the death with the Zhou army, but he couldn't stand the persuasion of everyone, saying that the son of a thousand daughters could not sit down, and the prince was the body of ten thousand gold, how could he come to the front in person, there are soldiers here with their lives, please ask the prince to move, so as not to divide the hearts of the soldiers.

Meng Xuanzhe listened to it reasonably, and from the accommodating advice.

Then, the prince left, leaving behind a mess, and a bunch of warblers and swallows, sad and sad, crying, panicked, and dazed.

Ge Laozi, the whole world is your family, as soon as your ass is slapped away, what kind of life is it selling.

20,000 elite birds and beasts of the Holy Protector are scattered.

For Zhou Jun, if he doesn't chase the poor bravely at this time, when will he stay?

The flying tiger rider, black tiger rider, and tiger rider led by Jia Yin chased after the ass like rabbits all the way.

Acting together, there are also Jiesheng battalions led by Wu Jilie, Bai Xingba, Zhang Tong and others. The Tibetan Department was difficult to control, and Cao Bin did not let the brave Jaguar Army move.

It's just that most of the legs and stomachs of the Shu army are soft, especially the prince who is the eunuch and warrior, is simply a soft-footed shrimp, and several times seeing that the Shu army can't run, Jia Yin had to order to rest on the spot for a while, and even took a nap in a market town for two hours, filled his stomach full, and then rode his horse to catch up. Just like that, I drove all the way to the city of Mianzhou.

Meng Xuanzhe fled into Mianzhou, and before he could breathe, he changed into a healthy horse and galloped westward.

When the frightened death of the prince brought about a chain reaction, the gentry, the common people, and one by one cried for their fathers and mothers, rushed to the west gate, ran to the south gate, and fled in search of a way. When the state army saw that the elite of the forbidden army were all pale, the two were trembling, and they simply ran away from him.

When Jia Yin led the Huya Iron Cavalry to the city, the four gates of Mianzhou City were opened, and there was chaos in the city.

Soldiers are bloodless.

"The tiger is divided into four gates, and the flying tiger is divided along the street to Jingsui."

"Order."

"Sanduo, shout."

"No."

Seeing the two parts of the head move, Jia Yin led the Black Tiger Horse to go straight to the Jiedu Embassy. Seeing that the White Tiger Festival Hall was empty, and the ground was littered with messy papers, this guy who never knew what to feel about couldn't help but pat his head and grieve for Emperor Xishu.

No matter how bad you are, you won't take it like this.

Bai Xingba sat down on the tiger skin chair, was shocked, and shouted: "Left and right, come here, take down the dead bastard of the lance under the hall, and even scared out the urine of the prince, and blame eighty boards...... Aha......"

Jia Yin ignored Bai Xingba's tricks, fell into the chair tiredly, and began to take off his boots with his feet. Busy for three days and three nights, first a roundabout sneak attack, and then chased all the way for two hundred miles, the iron man couldn't stand it, especially this foot, the fire burned and stuffy, it was really unbearable.

It's just that......

As soon as the boots were taken off, the house was full of soreness.

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