"Then I'll get straight to the point." Ye Leyi looked at Qin Luo with a malicious face, "I just want to get you drunk." ”

"What are you doing with me?"

"Yes, of course...... Drunken ...... What's that. Ye Leyi gave Qin Luo a "you know" look.

Qin Luo: "......"

Yeleyi smiled, "Keep going, it's done." I know, you're embarrassed in the grass, it's okay, you don't know anything when you're drunk. ”

Qin Luo was speechless, is this a question of embarrassment? Well, although he is indeed a little embarrassed, there is one more question to be clarified.

Qin Luo asked, "You're not afraid of getting pregnant?" ”

"I'm not afraid." Yeleyi said proudly, "I have already thought about it, if I am pregnant with a child, I will say ......"

Speaking of this, Yeleyi deliberately wanted to speak and stopped. Qin Luo looked at Ye Leyi nervously, thinking to herself, should she want to kill the child.

I only heard Yeleyi continue: "I will say, I had a dream and dreamed of the Red Crow Heavenly God. I was conceived by this induction, and this is the son of the god of Chiwu, the son of heaven. ”

"Poof......" Qin Luo squirted out a mouthful of wine, and he had nothing to say about this ridiculous remark. It's just that...... Are you a fool when you are a Qiang people?

But Ye Leyi didn't think so, she still asked Qin Luo vigorously: "How is it, is this idea great, does it have the feeling of your Central Plains mythology?" ”

"......" Qin Luo really didn't know what to say, indeed, the original myths and stories of the Central Plains were also ridiculous, but it was a long, long time ago, and people have long been unable to verify it. And Yeleyi, actually trying to deceive the current people?

Ye Leyi is actually talking nonsense, just teasing Qin Luo. She shook the wine bag in her hand, "Hey, don't worry about it." You haven't done it a few times, and it's a miracle to be able to conceive. ”

"Look, the moon is dark and the wind is high tonight, and there is no one, isn't it very intimate that I am looking for this time?"

Qin Luo looked at the sky, it was clear that the stars were shining, and the moon was hanging high in the sky. How blind is Yeleyi to say the words "the night is dark and the wind is high".

Qin Luo didn't dwell on this matter with her, looked at the huge wine bag, and had an idea in his heart. He said to Yereyi: "What's the point of just drinking, why don't we do the drinking order?" ”

"Alcohol order?" Ye Leyi was also interested, "What kind of wine order?" Hiding hooks, shooting, throwing pots, or poems? ”

"That's right for poetry." Qin Luo said.

Yeleyi pouted, "You just play me and fight with me, can I win?" Why don't you throw a pot? ”

With Yeleyi's precise archery skills, throwing pots or something, it was a piece of cake for her. Of course, Qin Luo refused, "No, no, no, it's still ...... Guess the riddle. ”

"Charade." Ye Leyi stared at Qin Luo, "Although I have learned a few Chinese characters, you are not allowed to deliberately embarrass me." ”

Qin Luo nodded, indicating that he would not deliberately embarrass him, and he was born with a rare word.

Ye Leyi thought about it and was still not at ease, and said to Qin Luo: "I'll test you first." ”

Qin Luo looked like he was asking casually, and he had already made a bamboo in his chest.

Ye Leyi remembered the anagram he had seen, and said: "The time is round when drawing, the time is square, the winter is short, and the summer is long." ”

"Day." Qin Luo replied without thinking.

Ye Leyi didn't expect to be able to fight Qin Luo, she raised her head and took a sip of wine happily, "You come." ”

Qin Luo thought for a while and said, "Two forms are one, four branches and eight heads." Forty-eight and one-eight, the flying spring flows upward. ”

"Well." Yereyi was also very clever and immediately guessed the answer to the riddle.

Ye Leyi thought about it for a while, and deliberately made a difficult and unusual way, "The swan has spread its wings and the bird has gone." There are three points of rain in the spare time. Cherry knows a little bit of what it is, and the days and nights are a little sad. ”

These four sentences, one sentence typed one word. Qin Luo thought for a while, and finally guessed Ye Leyi's intentions. He shook his head and said, "I admit defeat." ”

"Don't you really know?" Ye Leyi asked with a smile, she pursed her lips, "In vain, I thought you were a great talent, and I couldn't even guess 'my heart is like the moon'." ”

Qin Luo silently took a sip of wine, and then came out with a poem: "The ancient moon shines on the water and the water flows for a long time, and the water accompanies the spring and autumn of the ancient month." Stay in the water and shine in the ancient moon, and the depths of the blue waves are good for boating. ”

"......" Ye Leyi thought for a long time, and was finally stumped by Qin Luo. She shook her head and said, "I drink, I drink, you win." Tell me, "What's the mystery?" ”

"Lake, lake of water." Qin Luo finally revealed.

The husband and wife went back and forth, and talked for several rounds. Some Yereyi guessed right, and some Yeleyi didn't. And Qin Luo, sometimes let Ye Leyi, and sometimes be made unable to say by Ye Leyi's combined sentences.

Ye Leyi drank more and more, and after drinking a bag of wine, he went to drink Qin Luo's half a bag of wine. At this time, her face had become as red as a bonfire. Under Qin Luo's repeated attacks, she finally drank too much. was originally going to get drunk with Qin Luo, but he got drunk first.

Ye Leyi "poofed", leaned his head on Qin Luo's shoulder, and gradually closed his eyes, unconscious. The bonfire on the side was constantly burning, and the firelight flickered and faintly reflected on Ye Leyi's flushed face, Qin Luo felt funny when he saw this. But he did not dare to move, for fear of disturbing Yereyi's sweet dreams.

Like a beautiful flower, like a year of water, this is the moment. Qin Luo looked at Ye Leyi gently, quietly roasting the fire. The sky was full of stars, and the bright moon was at the head, sprinkling a gentle silver moonlight on the grassland. Maybe there really is a fire god, bless Ye Leyi and Qin Luo, and bless the people of Chishui.

Qin Luo sat on the grassland overnight with Ye Leyi. When the sky was light and Ye Leyi woke up rubbing his eyes, Qin Luo's shoulders were stiff. He looked at Ye Leyi with a smile, and Ye Leyi looked down at his clothes, and then at Qin Luo's clothes, annoyed. She huffed and said: "Good day, good opportunity, you wasted it on me?"

Qin Luo smiled silently, and the twenty-third day of the month passed quickly in the midst of the two people fighting. And Xiang Qiang, like the Central Plains, also celebrates the Spring Festival every year. On the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, men, women and children gather around the bonfire to dance to see away the old and welcome the new.

And now, every household in Danyang City is preparing for the New Year early. Twenty-four dust-sweeping days, twenty-five receiving heavenly gods, twenty-seven washing guilt diseases, twenty-eight washing sloppy, twenty-nine small Chinese New Year's Eve, and thirty days of Chinese New Year's Eve. It was not yet thirty, and the women had already prepared their food, and the men were also preparing for the sacrifice of the Red Crow God and their ancestors.

Qingyun and even the entire Xiangqiang herdsmen are busy, looking forward to the arrival of Chinese New Year's Eve.

In contrast, the Tuoba Yan army's side seemed deserted, without the usual lively atmosphere of the New Year. After all, Tuoba Yan was still anxious about not being able to capture Xiaoxiao Yang City, so how could he have the heart to hold a bonfire dinner.

The khan did not speak, and the generals and soldiers below had no right to beak. Looking at the khan's gloomy face, they proposed to celebrate the Spring Festival. It is very likely that as soon as they spoke, Tuoba scolded them back. The battle hasn't been fought well, and you still want to celebrate the New Year?

Tuoba Yan's strength is obvious to all in the whole army and even the entire grassland, and they still want to live a few more years, so no one has gone to Tuoba Yan to meet the premise requirements and touch this mold.

However, at this time, the situation in Nanchu was not much better than that of Xiang Qiang. Nanchu went up to the emperor and down to the commoners, and they couldn't get through this year with peace of mind. Downstairs in Yangcheng City, Xiang Qiang's army has not yet withdrawn, and General Feng is also confronting the enemy and has been sticking to the front line. At this time, none of the soldiers in Yangcheng had any thoughts about celebrating the New Year. They can only hold on silently, just hoping that they will have a life to survive the New Year.

Feng Rubing saw that the army's morale was so sluggish, and decided that this year should be lived. In the hearts of the people of the Central Plains, a year is a new beginning. The so-called farewell to the old and welcome the new, family reunion. Although these soldiers have no way to eat Chinese New Year's Eve with their families, they can still observe the New Year and celebrate the New Year in the barracks.

Feng Rubing called all the generals, intending to take this opportunity to boost the morale of the army. He pinched his fingers and calculated, "It's twenty-five months now, and there are still a few days, and it's Chinese New Year's Eve." Look at how much grain and grass we have left, on the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, kill a few more pigs, add some meat to everyone, and have a lively New Year. ”

"Feng Shuai, the enemy is now, how can we celebrate the New Year?" Some generals were not interested and did not understand why Feng Rubing had gone to such great lengths to do this.

Feng Rubing said incomprehensibly: "You don't understand, the New Year is the tradition of Southern Chu, especially when the New Year is approaching, the soldiers are even more homesick. Now you force them to defend their territory, and they must have no intention of fighting. We gathered all the brethren together for the New Year in the barracks. Although I don't have any relatives, I can still feel the atmosphere of the New Year. They don't want to go home, so they will fight hard. ”

Several generals listened to Feng Rubing's explanation and finally understood the marshal's deep meaning. So the next day, up and down the barracks, everyone knew that the marshal and everyone would celebrate the New Year together, and they would slaughter a few more pigs and add a few meat dishes to everyone.

As soon as the soldiers heard the news, their morale was greatly boosted, and they all cheered, feeling that it was the right thing to follow Feng Rubing. They no longer complain about the hardships of the war and the inability to return home to reunite with their wives and children, they are willing to serve and serve the country.

On the night of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, two completely different scenes emerged inside and outside Yangcheng. In the city tower, the soldiers of Yangcheng sat around the bonfire together, roasting the fire, eating meat, and singing military songs.

The impassioned singing reached the homes of the people of Yangcheng, and also reached the ears of the enemy soldiers outside Yangcheng. Most of the songs in the army are majestic, which can not only lift the morale of the army, but also deter the enemy. After hearing this, the common people went out one after another, looking at the direction of the city tower, as if they could see the dawn of victory. And the sound of Jin Ge and the sound of killing in the song also made the Xiang Qiang soldiers hesitate in their hearts.

Feng Rubing was also among the soldiers, sitting cross-legged. He's not like other managers at all, he's high and unapproachable. He drank and sang with the soldiers, and he laughed and toasted with the soldiers.

"What is Nan Chu doing?" Tuoba Yan was finally attracted by the commotion outside. He walked out of the camp and found that all the Xiang Qiang soldiers were looking south, quietly listening to the laughter of others in the dark.

The soldiers guarding hurriedly replied, "It's Nan Chu who is celebrating the New Year." ”

"What year?" Tuoba snorted coldly, "My subordinates are defeated, and I still have the heart to celebrate the New Year." Let everyone go back to their tents and sleep, and tomorrow will attack the city. ”