Chapter Sixty-Eight: A Flood of Arrivals
In the grassland in March, the snow began to melt, the tender green grass swayed in the wind, and under the pale blue sky, only the bell of the convoy rang softly, which was more quiet and tranquil.
On the roof of the cart full of goods, Li Ang sat cross-legged and looked at the blue sky above his head, and beside him were Yuan Luoshen and Huo Xiaoyu who were clinging to him. Suddenly, he picked up the huqin beside him and smiled at the two people who were in a daze with him, "I'll play a tune for you!" ”
"Good! Xiaoyu and her sister like to listen to Childe's piano the most. Huo Xiaoyu clapped her hands and said, and Yuan Luoshen beside her also nodded her head.
The soothing and graceful sound of the Hu Gong echoed through the quiet grassland, and the convoy echoed, and the Tiele soldiers looked at the figure of the Hu Gong on the roof of the cart, and reveled in the calming tune.
Riding on the horse, Ashina Sheer glanced at Gao Huan beside him, the Great Qin General who had never left him, and then said to himself towards Li Ang's figure, "When I first saw him, he killed everyone around me, and I felt that he was as ruthless as the Great Snow Mountain, but these days..."
"I haven't heard this before." Gao Huan suddenly looked at Ashina Sheer, made a gesture of silence, and after finishing speaking, he continued to listen intently to the soothing tune wafting in the wind.
After a song, I don't know when, Feng Siniang and King Qiling rode their horses to the cart where Li Ang was. Pulling Xue Yiren to jump on the roof of the car together, King Qiling looked at Li Ang who put down the huqin and said, "I thought you could only play the pipa, but I didn't expect you to play the bow so well?" ”
"When I was alone, I learned a few musical instruments randomly." Li Ang smiled faintly, in the past, he had no relatives or friends, only to have fun and relieve loneliness.
"Let's play a better tune." Feng Siniang suddenly said on the side, "The old lady hasn't moved for a long time, so I'll show you a dance." ”
Li Ang looked at Feng Siniang, who was eager to try, smiled at King Qiling, picked up the huqin, and pulled it cross-legged. King Qiling sat in front of the car, looking at the endless grassland in front of him, and sang a melodious pastoral song.
There is a vast grassland in the dream
I have you and me smiling in my dreams
Vaguely on the edge of the distant sky
You and I have gone through the years
Vast sea of people
Several ups and downs
Downs
Several joys and sorrows
See you in my ears again
Your voice calls
One sentence at a time
One sentence at a time
There should be no hatred for thousands of miles and a bright moon
See you again
You're trying to catch up
One step at a time
One step at a time
We should meet together in heaven and on earth
You and I have gone through the years
The soft tune and melodious singing echoed in the empty grassland, the roof of the cart, Feng Siniang was like a fluttering red cloud, dancing briskly, looking at Feng Siniang's dancing, Xue Yiren, who had been sitting beside King Qiling and listening quietly, also stood up and danced with Feng Siniang.
The people around looked at the two people on the roof of the car dancing like two butterflies fluttering, listening to the beautiful singing and music, and they were all intoxicated. Gao Huan hummed softly in his mouth, and he followed the tune, with a leisurely face. Looking at the dancing Feng Siniang, Huang Quan laughed, he hadn't seen her so happy and comfortable for a long time.
In the distance of the steppe, a group of knights dressed in red armor and with white feathers on their helmets stopped at their horses, and the knights led by them were young men with fair complexions and delicate faces.
"It's a beautiful song, it's a beautiful song." Murong Ke jumped off the horse, listening to the song coming from the wind, with an elegant smile on his face, suddenly he turned his head, looked at the knight walking behind him and asked, "Ah Guang, have you found the Tuoba family's centaurs?" ”
"Childe, they haven't been found yet." Hu Luguang fed a piece of meat to the goshawk that stopped at the arm, and replied.
"Keep flying the eagles, be sure to find them." Murong Ke glanced at the goshawk in Hu Luguang's hand, and said towards the grassland in the distance, "This time, we must completely defeat the Tuoba family." ”
"Yes." Hu Luguang replied, let go of the goshawk in his hand, walked to Murong Ke's side and said, "Childe, should we talk to General Gao first, the Tuoba family sent a killer to assassinate Zhu Ting." ”
"Not necessarily." Murong Ke waved his hand to stop Hu Luguang from speaking, and chuckled, "We and the Tuoba family are in the dark, if we send someone to contact, our meaning as ambush soldiers will no longer exist." ”
"Moreover, the Tuoba family is involved in the matter of the Zhenfu Division this time, presumably they will be extremely careful, let's not startle the snake, isn't there still a Turkic prince in General Gao's place? Let the Tuoba family do it, and then we will give them a big hat of colluding with foreign countries and colluding with the Turks, and trample them to death. ”
Listening to Murong Ke talking, Hu Luguang only felt that his head was big, in his opinion, those complicated things were only thought about by the son and the master, listening to it, he looked in the direction where the song came from, because he didn't know when, a somewhat desolate male voice sang a homesick song.
In the sky, the queues are lined up...
The river is long, the autumn grass is yellow, and the sound of the piano on the grassland is sad...
Swan goose...
To the south, fly over the reeds...
The sky is vast, looking along the river, and in my heart is the hometown of the north......
The sky is vast, looking along the river, and in my heart is the hometown of the north......
Swan goose...
To the sky, how far away the sky is
Drink the wine dry, pour it again, and don't get drunk tonight...
Drink the wine dry, pour it again, and don't get drunk tonight...
Li Ang looked at Ashina Sheer, who suddenly sang in the distance, a warm light rippled in his quiet eyes, and the Hu Gong in his hand pulled along the desolate singing, faintly making people feel a little homesick and lonely.
Listening to the sound of the bow, Ashina Sheer's singing voice was even more gloomy and sad, and there seemed to be a little resentment, a little helplessness, and a little self-injury.
"That kid blames me!" Listening to the singing in the wind, Ashina Yunlie's always calm face lost the calmness of the past, and there was a faint sadness in his pale blue pupils.
"My lord, those who achieve great things must not be confined to the benevolence of women, the eldest prince will not die, and in the future, my Turks will be in chaos and kill each other." Hou Xuanchong said quietly behind Ashina Yunlie.
"I don't know. But he has always been something I grew up watching, and I always feel a little unbearable at the thought of taking his life with my own hands. Ashina Yunlie shook his head, looked back at his subordinates with gloomy faces, and sighed softly, "Reprimand, do you know why I never let you be in charge alone, but let you assist him under the white slave." ”
"I don't know, I want to come to adults for my own reasons." Hou Chong glanced at the silent white slave beside him and replied in a low voice.
"Your heart is too ruthless, and you don't care about human life at all, so you don't get the real respect of the soldiers, they will be afraid of you, afraid of you, but they will not obey you, no matter how many battles you win." Ashina Yunlie looked at Hou Chongdao with a look of pity.
"Master, there is a falcon in the sky." Bai Nu, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke, he was the dead brother of the Red Slave, and he was the true doppelganger of Ashina Yunlie in the Turks, the Martial God.
"Don't worry about it, let's go back." Looking up at the black dots gliding across the sky, Ashina Yunlie walked to the caravan camp behind him, he and the white slave beside him, Hou Chong was dressed as a businessman, and the Hu people who went to Chang'an to do business looked like them.