Li Ruyu was silent for a long time.

Sighing, "The big dragon head also has ambitions, but some things can't be disobeyed after all. ”

For example, the fact that he is a stranger, if he is a stranger, he will face the arrest and punishment of the Fusi of Beizhen, and you are an old mother, so that he is trapped in Huilong County and cannot escape.

It's cool now, and no stranger can shake the North Town Fusi.

Neither can the Master.

The old woman nodded when she heard this, smoothed out the frosty hair that was blown by the night wind, and did not follow Li Ruyu's words, and hummed a ballad with memories in her expression, and the song was very soft.

But the old song floated far away in the sound of the stream, far away......

"Do you say you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son! How can you say that you have no clothes? With the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the son! How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Walk with the son! ”

Li Ruyu was fascinated.

After the old woman finished singing, she immersed herself.

After a long time, he laughed gently, and his smile revealed the girl's shyness and longing, "Little brother, this song is for you, it is the song that Yan Taizu Murong pulled out his sword and sang, you probably know that this song "How Can You Say No Clothes" became the song of the Great Yan Army. ”

The old woman didn't say that this song was also her favorite song for her dead husband.

I hope that one day, Qi'er and you will be on the field side by side, and the singing will be like this.

The old woman looked at the night sky in the north.

Northern!

Qi'er's future, as well as the future of the boy in front of him, are there.

The spring drought in the north, the summer and autumn seasons will not be good, this year's cold winter in the north is extremely difficult, Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures will usher in the Yanyun Iron Horse and the barbarian Iron Horse life and death collision at the latest next summer.

The cool world is going to be chaotic.

The eternal peace and prosperity created by Her Majesty the Empress will disappear in just 12 years.

Li Ruyu laughed silently, noncommittal.

I don't have any plans to go to the north, my family and country affairs are too far away for me, what I want to do most is to find out the truth about the aliens, find out the truth about my own thunder and death, and then ......

Maybe one day, I will go to the north, come back with a city, go to Chenjun Xie's, and write a little novel about us.

The old woman was a little sleepy.

"The little brother will go by himself, and the old woman will no longer give it away."

Li Ruyu nodded and walked into the darkness.

The old woman behind her raised her hand, smiled lovingly and whispered goodbye.

Goodbye, goodbye.

Turning around, walking alone on the quiet bluestone road, the old woman saw the gentleman's flag waiting in front of the door, waved her hand to stop his questioning, and said that her mother was sleepy, so go back and rest first.

Junziqi was suffocated back with doubts, but he could only support his mother back to the room with filial piety.

sub-hours.

The night is as cool as water.

An old woman, trembling and quietly out of the house, carrying a firefly lantern and a bamboo basket in her hand, with a food box in it, trembled through half of the street, and came to the side of the Yiguan Hill, overlooking the nameless hill of the Kai River.

The old woman trembled to the new grave, babbling and taking out the food box in the bamboo basket.

"Old man, I made you your favorite Shuzhong back pot meat, I made it myself, you used to say that I was not good at cooking, but every time I ate it happily, saying that this is the number one delicacy in the world."

"But old man, there really is no fish for fish-flavored shredded pork and fish-flavored eggplant."

"This is Kung Pao Chicken, you don't like to eat it, but I love to eat it."

"Well, there's also Hujian Nanchun, let's have a drink."

The old woman sat at the grave and poured a glass of wine.

Raise a glass and say, old man, don't worry about it, your children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, Qi'er has a talent for poetry and books, and now he has become a stranger, taking advantage of the chaos in the cool world to make a name for himself, much better than you, we are parents, I look forward to a better future for our children and grandchildren, you say yes, you must agree, right?

So I don't plan to go back to Meishan in Shuzhong, I'm afraid that Qi'er will implicate my mother's family after what happens in the future, old man, you won't blame me for being selfish, right?

And, old man, I know you miss me.

There is a young man named Li Ruyu, who should be a stranger, but he is thundered and does not die, the empress Zhang is full of demons, and Beizhen Fusi is a cup of water, and no one knows how many strangers are still dormant in the world of Daliang, so ah, although I am not a Baili Chunxiang, I can also see that the Daliang world will be plagued by strangers sooner or later.

Muttered a few words.

The old woman poured the wine from the cup on the grave, picked up another cup and drank it all.

But I'm your thyme spring, old man, wait for me.

The old woman sat on the grave and chattered, recalling the past when young men and women fought the sword world when they were young, and condensed the shyness of the girl Sichun on the old face of the years.

Old man, do I remember those things......

The old woman snuggled up to the grave, the corners of her mouth covered with blood.

Even if there is a red face, a hundred lives and thousands of catastrophes, it is difficult to eliminate the king's heart, eternal sorrow, the top of the green peak, the mountain outside the mountain, the sunset is silent, and the starry night is sleepless.

In the distance, Li Ruyu, who was squatting in the dark again and again, silently touched the spotted head and muttered a good word.

Get up, bow respectfully, and bow to the end.

Turn around and leave.

A thought of meditation, flowers bloom all over the world.

Su Ming of Meishan in Shuzhong is worthy of the word Mr.!

Su Ming died for the Junzi Banner, this is the peak of the Junzi Banner, but it is full of blood and sadness, since then, the Junzi Banner is no longer restrained, but can go to the north to hibernate, waiting for the southern invasion of the barbarian iron horse.

Envy Junzi Qi, there is such a mother.

……

……

Changling Mansion, Xiwei Thirteen.

When the sky was not clear, Liu Xiangyang was meticulously dressed, embroidered with spring knives in flying fish clothes, and his long hair was tied in the crown, standing between the two stone lions at the gate of the thirteen houses like withered plum trees.

Behind him stood two henchmen who came from Juzhou together.

The morning breeze blows.

Not far away, the crisp sound of hooves sounded.

Liu Xiangyang perked up, took a few steps forward, and quickly greeted the old man who came at dawn, with a respectful smile on his face, "The fourth master has traveled a long way, and his grandson has prepared wine and food, please." ”

An old man smoking a dry cigarette, his cyan robe had been too much water, and it had turned gray, and his crane hair was childish, and his eyes that should have been drooping were a little sour and rotten of a scholar.

led a little donkey, hung a book basket on the left and right, loaded a lot of books, and came slowly.

He looked slightly tired and nodded.

Liu Xiangyang's expression was a little strange, and he bent down slightly, "According to Xu Lao's preferences, the three people prepared do not seek good facial features and good looks, but the ones who choose rich breasts and fat buttocks are good and good, and their essence is overflowing, and they are the best women, who have burned incense and bathed, waiting for the fourth master to pick and grab." ”

The old man laughed, quite self-deprecating.

handed the donkey to Liu Xiangyang, "Set off in the afternoon, I want to see if Jiang Qiufang Lao Tie is bragging, and the prince of the Yue family will fight for three days, the old man has never heard of this kind of thing." ”

I, Xu Xiaolan, have been conceited all my life, but I don't dare to boast that I can be equal to the prince of the Yue family.

Liu Xiangyang was very respectful, "Fourth Master, you were the number one master of the military department back then, how can you compare with the old iron." ”

The old man laughed.

patted Liu Xiangyang on the shoulder, "When you arrive at the Lin'an Dynasty and come into contact with the central affairs, you will know that personal martial arts are useless, and the old man can only be a squire in his life." ”

The old man's surname is Xu, the fourth child of the Xu family.

After the Battle of Goldfish Mountain that year, Xu Xiaolan, the soldier who was appointed for Xu Jizu and Xu Jiye.

Half an hour later, in the quietest courtyard of the Thirteen Xiwei Schools, there was a sound that could only be found in the dead of night, and a hundred turns and thousands of times later, and finally the murmur of a woman on the top of the clouds.

Liu Xiangyang, who looked at the rising sun with his hands, looked disdainful.

Old and not dead as a thief.

Lewd thieves.