The snow fell intermittently for several days before finally stopping in the afternoon.

Ning Zhiyuan was not happy, he didn't have to march to fight, and he was a liberal arts student who liked romance, so he hoped to stay for a long time.

Chen Biao led the growing cavalry team to practice day and night, this man with a pure land in his heart, yesterday's kneeling was not to admit guilt, but to think that he had found trouble for Ning Zhiyuan, that's all.

Today's Ning Zhiyuan is a little stronger than yesterday, after being knocked down a few times after being knocked down a few times, he knocked Wu Mo to the ground, he thought that this was the strength that Shang Jinglan gave him last night, and he felt a little proud in his heart.

In the afternoon, Ning Zhiyuan stood on the city wall and looked at the snow-capped patch under the city, the location of the transaction was five miles outside the city, in fact, Ning Zhiyuan wanted to put it under the city, but the Mongols did not agree, they were short of food is good, but it is even worse.

Before, Ning Zhiyuan didn't let the soldiers wait at the trading point, because he knew that no one would appear here, and the Ordos tribe would rob and kill them all.

Yesterday, the envoy of the Qiyan tribe sent a letter saying that it would arrive at one o'clock in the afternoon today, and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, Ning Zhiyuan waited for half an hour, and finally smiled, no one appeared, and he did a good job.

A figure in front of him appeared in sight very suddenly, and a small black dot on the white ground was moving, making Ning Daguan frown.

"Lord Governor, I am from the Qiyan tribe, we have been attacked by someone, save us." The people who came rode their horses and shouted loudly, and the sound made Ning Zhiyuan sound a little familiar.

There is no mountain next to Ningxia City, or in order to prevent an avalanche, Ning Zhiyuan would have sent someone to shoot him, "Childe, this is the Mongol that night." ”

Li Jun frowned and suddenly said, after many years of marching, he is particularly sensitive to voices, Ning Zhiyuan was suddenly surprised, no wonder he was so familiar.

The horse did not run very fast, and in the snowy suburbs, the horse's speed was limited, and it was not fast at all, which was why a Mongolian ran out.

This was the first mission to defect to the Qiyan tribe, and it failed completely, which made him very ashamed, but no matter what, he still had to live first in order to repay the great kindness of the Qiyan Khan, he thought so, so he was crying out for help.

"Put a bamboo basket down." Ning Zhiyuan said with a smile, the person is his own pit, it is impossible for him to save it, but there is still a spectrum to save one.

Jungar himself knew that it was impossible to let the Ming officials send troops to save him, it was just a matter of his words, and it was already very good to be able to save himself temporarily, so when he saw a bamboo basket put down, he was very grateful.

"Thank you, sir." Zhungeer went up to the city wall, and said to Ning Zhiyuan with a grateful face but not embarrassed, his eyesight was good, and he saw that this group of people was headed by Ning Zhiyuan, and he was not afraid of death, but he needed the tribe to go back and pass on the information.

The Ordos tribe ignored the agreement, robbed their trading cattle and horses without authorization, and killed so many of their warriors, which is hateful.

"I thought I was going to wait in vain again today." Ning Daguan sighed, "I didn't expect it to be in vain." ”

It was a strange thing to say, but Jungar heard something.

"Jungar didn't send the cattle and sheep, it really made the adults wait in vain." Jungar bowed his head slightly, a little sad, "But why did the adults say another word?" ”

"Oh, you said this," Ning Zhiyuan said casually, "Originally, it was the time to trade with the Chahar tribe a few days ago, and none of them came. ”

"Chahar?" Zhungar was stunned, puzzled, knowing that it was the tribe of the Great Khan of Mongolia, one of the largest tribes, and the Ordos tribe dared to rob it?

The Mongols still want to ask something, but Ning Zhiyuan doesn't plan to talk about it anymore, let him think about it himself, it won't hurt him to think about anything anyway, what Ning Zhiyuan wants is a fight between several big alliances, not a big alliance annexing a few small tribes, when Chahar was robbed, this result was already doomed, Ning Zhiyuan was just promoting the development of things.

The group that robbed people, the group that was robbed, let's fight, Ning Daguan thought with great satisfaction, he believed that Mongolia has smart people, and the more smart people are, the more they can think of the subtlety of this situation, which is good for their Mongolian steppe, even if they know that it is a trap, they are willing to jump in.

At night, Ning Zhiyuan returned to the house. Such a cold and long winter night is the warmest moment for him, and at this time, he will miss the two girls in Jinling very much.

When he returned to his room, he found that his room was empty, which he expected.

When Da Yu'er was alone, she would come with her temperament and do whatever she wanted, but now that there is one more Shang Jinglan, both of them are shy.

Ning Zhiyuan came to Da Yu'er's room.

Ning Zhiyuan noticed that there was no incense in the room, and there was a Mongolian carpet on the ground, and Da Yu'er was playing checkers with the two maids.

If it weren't for Ning Zhiyuan who invented this thing, Da Yu'er would only be in a daze at this time, Ning Zhiyuan is sure that unlike the Central Plains women who love poetry, calligraphy and painting, and they don't like musical instruments like Hai Lanzhu, she only likes to ride a horse on the grassland, which makes Ning Zhiyuan feel distressed.

"Yu'er." Ning Zhiyuan shouted softly, she knew that this girl didn't go to her sister, not because her sister didn't need it, but because she was waiting for herself.

Da Yu'er was very happy, although she got up early in the morning and saw not Ning Zhiyuan, but Shang Jingwei, she smelled the smell of a man, and knew that Ning Zhiyuan had come in the morning, which was enough, and she was looking at Ning Daguan with a smile on her face at this time.

A few of the maids retreated with a good acquaintance.

"Nazha Naren will also be your woman in the future." Da Yu'er squinted her eyes and said.

It is not uncommon for maids to marry, or it is very normal, but Ning Zhiyuan disagreed, shook his head and said nothing.

"I saved someone today." Ning Zhiyuan sat on the edge of the bed, hugged Da Yu'er's waist and said, a familiar feeling, a beautiful feeling, a warm feeling.

"Words from the Beggars." Da Yu'er rolled her eyes and said in a coquettish voice, "It should be Jungar." She knew what Ning Zhiyuan had done, so she quickly guessed it.

Ning Zhiyuan nodded, he had expected that the girl could guess, but it didn't matter, smart women are not all annoying, "Do you want him to die or live." ”

"I don't want anything." Da Yu'er shrank into Ning Zhiyuan's arms, "Why don't you go to Jinglan, she was only yesterday"

Ning Zhiyuan kissed Da Yu'er indiscriminately, but didn't let her continue.

"I'll carry you back to the room," Ning Daguan bit Da Yu'er's ear and said softly, and then regardless of the girl's reaction, he hugged her all the way to his room in the cold wind, so that the guards guarding outside the courtyard felt that their adults seemed to be very urgent today, and it could only be this word.

Put Da Yu'er down on the bed, but Ning Zhiyuan didn't rush to pounce, Da Yu'er opened her eyes and looked at Ning Zhiyuan with some resentment, "Do you still want to hug Jinglan." ”

Ning Zhiyuan smiled and nodded, observing Da Yu'er's reaction, if she was unwilling from the bottom of her heart, Ning Zhiyuan would not do it, for no other reason, he originally wanted to make the two girls more harmonious, instead of scrupling each other.

Da Yu'er had a smile in her eyes, Ning Zhiyuan rushed out, and the girl was thinking about Ning Zhiyuan's question just now, she really didn't have an answer, but her sister definitely did, she hoped that Zhungeer would die, because her sister had let Jungger go once before, and if she saw him again, she would definitely not let him go, my sister said.

Ning Daguan broke into the merchant's sister's room, he would not knock on the door now, and he believed that Shang Jinglan would not want him to knock on the door again, the two girls were talking.

He suddenly thought of a question, what to do with Shang Jingwei, the little girl, the little girl seemed to be afraid that she would sleep alone.

"Jing Wei, you're going to sleep alone tonight." Ning Zhiyuan touched his nose and said, in front of the little girl, it is better for him to be pure.

"Then I'll go find Yu'er." Shang Jingwei snorted, but there was a smile in the corner of her eyes, she was happy to see this situation.

"Yu'er is not available." Ning Daguan was a little embarrassed, and walked out of the door with Shang Jinglan, who was even more shy than him, "You can find a maid to sleep tonight." ”

The little girl was puzzled for a while, and finally figured out what was going on, and couldn't help but make a bitter face, what should she do tonight?

Shang Jinglan, who was in Ning Zhiyuan's arms, seemed to be a little sober after being carried out of the house, and figured out what Ning Zhiyuan meant, so she bit her lip and said with no confidence, "You can take me back." ”

Ning Zhiyuan secretly thought, Jing Lan didn't force each other to die, which means that you can do this, and then the fool will send you back.

In the cold wind, Ning Zhiyuan once again carried a girl into the room.

Through the window of the cold room of himself and the others, several guards looked at each other a few times, and finally gave up the evaluation.

This winter seems to be about to pass like this calm and warm.