Zhou Bo heard the inquiry and looked at the willow tree outside the house. His eyes blurred, as if he had gone back in time: "Do you know what I write on paper?"

"Rongzi, is there anything wrong with Brother Zhou?" Liu Sheng looked at Zhou Bo suspiciously, could it be Sister Rong.

The willow trees swayed in the wind, and in Zhou Bo's mind, pictures appeared. The train of thought has turned around, as if it has gone back to the past.

A man in white with clear eyebrows sat cross-legged on a large rock. Holding a book in your arms, you can read it in a fascinating way. The morning sun shone on his face, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

A group of people walked over slowly, led by an old man in brown. Seeing that the young man was fascinated, a kind smile appeared on his face.

"Bo'er, what are you looking at?" The old man asked softly.

Zhou Bo heard the voice Fang Ru woke up from a dream, and hurriedly got up and saluted back, with a smile on his face: "Sun Tzu's Art of War, I don't know that my teacher has never greeted me when he arrives, and I hope to atone for my sins."

The old man waved his hand and muttered for a moment, as if he had made a decision: "Bo'er, it's time to go down the mountain."

Zhou Bo went down the mountain, galloped all the way, and just entered the border of Dali. I saw a huge group of veterans coming slowly.

I was tired from the wind and dust all the way, and the afternoon sun made me dizzy. He simply tied his horse and fell asleep among the flowers.

The procession stopped, and on top of a luxurious carriage, a slender woman walked down, although she was dressed in luxurious clothes. But he couldn't hide the heroic aura between the corners of his eyes.

The woman walked towards the flowers, followed by two maids. Picking a flower with her hands, the fragrance is coming, and the woman's spirit is lifted.

A butterfly landed on the flower in front of her, and the woman smiled knowingly and walked slowly forward.

"Princess...... Here, here's a scholar." The woman had just taken two steps when she heard the maid's exclamation and hurriedly walked over.

Zhou Bo heard the maid's exclamation, woke up from his dream, and opened his eyes. I saw a richly dressed woman, holding a flower in her hand, walking slowly. Under the illumination of the sun, it was extraordinarily delicate, and the heart involuntarily beat violently: "You? You are a flower picker".

"Flower picker? If I don't tell you, it's a thief, how can you call it a woman." When the woman saw that Zhou Bo seemed to be demented and stupid, and saw him dressed as a scholar, she couldn't help but have an inexplicable good impression in her heart.

Zhou Bo was a little stunned at this time, and when he heard the woman's words, he nodded subconsciously: "This is true, that's what the book says." It is negligence under the order, and you should be called a flower thief. But how do I feel, why is it so awkward to call a woman a flower thief?"

"Poof...... You nerd, this is a wildflower on the side of the road, how can you be a thief." A maid couldn't help laughing when she saw Zhou Bo's stunned appearance and said this.

Another maid covered her mouth and snickered, and hurriedly answered: "You have seen such a beautiful flower thief, you must know that he is the ...... of our Dali Kingdom."

"My name is Duan Zhaorong, what about you? You can't always call you a scholar." Duan Zhaorong glanced at the maid fiercely, and the maid quickly stopped talking, and patted her chest as if she was afraid.

Zhou Bo hurriedly stood up and saluted respectfully: "In the next Zhou Bo, Da Zhou." He was ordered by his master to go to the royal capital of Dali, meet the emperor of Dali, and bring him a letter."

"Since you are also going to the royal capital of Dali, it just so happens that we are on the same road." Duan Zhaorong heard that Zhou Bo was also going to the royal capital, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Zhou Bo saluted again to express his gratitude, and several people walked to the carriage. The team marched to the royal capital of Dali, and there was a rush.

The royal capital of Dali, the former dignitaries and dignitaries, gathered to live. A group of stubborn Dali guards rushed in, accompanied by a cry and scolding.

In a restaurant room, Zhou Bo stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, looking at the firelight. I thought of my teacher's words: "If Bo'er is fine, he can go to Dali to help him as a teacher, but he has a lot of heart."

The door was gently pushed open, and Duan Zhaorong walked in. Looking at Zhou Bo's back, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"You're coming". Zhou Bo looked out the window, his tone soft and low.

Duan Zhaorong looked at Zhou Bo silently, and after a while, he replied softly: "Zhou Lang, it's good to stay in Dali."

"Dali needs their eldest princess, and Zhou Bo is just Han." The tone seemed to follow the wind from outside the window, drifting past Zhou Bo's back and flying in.

Tears appeared in Duan Zhaorong's eyes, she closed her eyes and held back her tears, her tone was soft but firm: "The princess of Dali is Duan Zhaorong, and Zhaorong's uncle is the Emperor of the Great Zhou. Zhao Rong is also the county lord of the Great Zhou, and she is also the Rong'er of Zhou Lang."

"But Dali needs their eldest princess, Da Zhou has no shortage of county lords, and Zhou Bo can wait for his Rong'er. Now the former emperor of Dali died suddenly, leaving only your sister and brother to rely on each other. There were people inside who colluded with the ministers to usurp the throne, and there were troops of the Jiaozhi State who pressed the border. The firelight of the Guards is so beautiful tonight, go ahead, Dali needs a strong princess regent." Zhou Bo looked at the firelight, as if muttering to himself.

"Woo woo......". The sound of continuous trumpets sounded, and although the military power was in hand, the crisis was not resolved. The army of the Jiaozhi country is already less than a hundred miles of the royal city, the hundred officials have not been convinced, and the people's hearts are undecided. The disaster of destroying the country is imminent.

Duan Zhaorong adopted Zhou Bo's plan, wanting to use military merits to appease the people and win the hearts of the ministers. So the king forbade 60,000 troops, hugged his young brother, and drove his own expedition. Two battles and two victories, the original Jiaozhi army of 200,000, now less than 100,000. The enemy's commander-in-chief immediately made a decision and retreated to the border between the two countries. Dali pursued the victory, and the armies of the two countries launched a fierce battle in the border area.

Due to the rush of the Dali army's pursuit and ambush, fortunately, the morale was high, which did not make the whole army defeated. The war gradually fell into a stalemate, after a day and a night. Both sides are exhausted, and they are holding on with only one perseverance.

In the military formation of the Cochin Kingdom, a new force suddenly rushed out, and the battle situation suddenly changed greatly. At this moment, an enemy marksman, a sharp arrow flew in, and the soldier who resisted the banner fell to the ground.

The army was about to be completely defeated, and Zhou Bo stood beside Duan Zhaorong, not having time to think about it. Hurriedly ran to a war horse, urged the horse to whip, and ran to the handsome banner. Some soldiers reacted and hurriedly handed the handsome flag to Zhou Bo.

Shuai Qi shuttled in front of the two armies, and a burst of sharp arrows flew in, and Zhou Bo arrived in response. The loud military trumpets and shouts of killing came from the rear of the Jiaozhi army, and an army under the banner of Dali suddenly appeared in his rear.

Under the front and back attacks, the Jiaozhi country was defeated. Zhou Bo lost his memory and disappeared. After several reversals, he was exiled to Jiajia Village.

Liu Sheng saw that Zhou **** first said in detail, but later, in order to calm his mood, he gradually turned to a narrative. Although the tone is flat, it is difficult to hide the difficulty. No wonder Sister Rong must find Brother Zhou, it turns out that this is the reason.

After Zhou Bo finished speaking, he looked at Liu Sheng and squeezed out a smile: "Now you say, can I convince Dali?"

"Yes, if Brother Zhou can't convince Dali, then who else in the world can. It's just that I asked Brother Zhou about Sister Rong at the beginning, why Brother Zhou is talking about other things." Liu Sheng looked at Zhou Bo, a little puzzled. There was obviously news of his beloved, and he also regained his memory. But why, they always run away. Isn't this something you've always dreamed of?

Zhou Bo looked at the lakeside not far from the house, and muttered to himself: "After so many years of separation, how do you let me face her." Now I am in Dazhou, and the wind and rain are shaking. My Han nationality is facing a catastrophe, as a Han son, as long as this crisis can be resolved, what does it matter if you enter Dali."

"Brother Zhou, I'll go back and write to Sister Rong." Liu Sheng heard the meaning of Zhou Bo's words, and he was happy in his heart, and the lover finally became a family, which made people happy. (To be continued.) )