In May, the temperature in the desert fluctuates greatly, the day is extremely hot, and the night is extremely cold, the obedient official can't help but complain, it is true: there are people outside the Yanmen Pass, wearing leather jackets in the morning and yarn in the afternoon, holding the stove and eating watermelon.

When Li Rubai heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle, but after laughing twice, his face sank again, and the obedient official looked at this sworn brother, and couldn't help but think, no wonder he committed suicide after the defeat in history, and now it seems that the surname is indeed more sensitive.

"Lord Li, the general of the Fengguo Protector Army, what do you want!" The obedient official deliberately ridiculed him, when Li Rubai entered Beijing to offer prisoners a while ago, Wanli was overjoyed, and personally promised, the general of Fengguo in the protection army, generally speaking, the first award is the general of Zhenguo, and then promoted to the general of Dingguo, and then the general of Fengguo, but the beheading of three thousand is indeed a great merit, plus he is the son of Li Chengliang, and he has also mixed in the Shenji battalion of the Beijing division before, and was driven out because of the fight, so Wanli also knows that he is a person, and he was awarded the general of Dingguo as soon as he was happy.

The military department is not willing to brush the emperor's face on this, besides, it is indeed a great achievement, so it is allowed, and when the Shenji Battalion beheads Wan Wu in Beijing to offer prisoners, there will be no such great feats, the first time is rare after all, the second and third time, naturally it is not very valuable, this is like those champions in later generations, who remembers those runners-up and third runners-up! The truth of the world is probably different.

Li Rubai with five thousand light horses, rushed over a few days ago, now the Li family and the good official can be said to be one, where will let the good official really take a thousand people to adventure, not to mention that there are many lamas here, he brought the elite this time, all of them can pull strong bows left and right on the horse, and this elite is probably a female straight, Tatar and other barbarians, at that time Li Chengliang had a lot of ethnic minorities, this is not surprising, as the actual king of Liaodong, naturally some people eat with Li Chengliang.

He has been in low spirits since Yan Qingwei's death, and Li Rusong saw that he was confused, so he asked him to chase after the good official, thinking that the ability of the good official would definitely make the second brother happy.

Sighing, Li Rubai rode on the horse, looked at the white clouds above his head, and said leisurely: "Fengzhang, I'm thinking, this fame and fortune is just a handful of loess in the blink of an eye...... Alas! ”

"What do you say?" The obedient official sank his face, "If you feel bad for Qingwei, won't I feel bad?" Don't forget, I met her earlier than you, and if I say it's uncomfortable, I'm deeper than you. ”

Li Rubai glanced at the princess of the Holy Lake who was riding on a jujube red horse not far away, and said in his heart, where are you uncomfortable again, I see that you are happy!

The obedient official looked at him, and immediately knew it, and sighed at the moment, I can't say that it's because of Miss Yan, I want to think about it, and I can still push one by one! It's better than regrets.

It is hard to hear when this is said, but the ancients had a benefit, and with poetic words, he immediately chanted:

has always been young and limited, and it is easy to dissipate the soul when you are idle, and you can sing at the wine banquet.

The mountains and rivers are full of empty thoughts, and the falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more, so it is better to take pity on the people in front of you.

This is the Tang Dynasty poet Yuan Zhen's "Huansha Creek" with Bai Juyi's fame, which is known for its gentleness and beauty, and the meaning is also very clear at a glance.

Li Rubai is also a student of Xu Wenchang, so he naturally understands, looking at the good official, he sighed at the moment, "Fengzhang, what you said, I don't understand, it's just ...... Alas! ”

Looking at his appearance, the obedient official's eyes were a little strange, but he immediately sighed, okay! Brother Rubai is an emotional ...... At that moment, he said loudly: "Brother Rubai, I won't say more, you just need to think about it for the sake of millions of soldiers and civilians in the thirteen towns on the nine sides, and you will become a ...... How about we come to horse racing? ”

Saying that, he clamped his legs between the horse's belly, and ran out with a jade flower under his crotch, Li Rubai is also a man in the end, and he doesn't have to put everything on his face all the time, so he rode a horse to chase after him, Princess Shenghu looked at the back of the obedient official, saw him screaming happily on horseback, couldn't help but squint and laughed, and then turned her head to talk to Mao Lilan next to her, but if her Daming official is so fluent with the good official, it sounds good, but when she meets Mao Lilan, she will naturally stumble.

Mao Lilan looked at her face, and couldn't help but feel a little jealous in her heart, saying that the princess of the holy lake, Ma Lin is really the most beautiful of the girls around the obedient official, and she is a little more beautiful than Chikuzen White Plum Tachibana Chiyo, but Ma Lin is a straightforward surname, but she is quite similar to her in this regard, and Ma Lin is also skilled in bow horses, and the two are about the same, so after getting along for a few days, they actually became good friends, and Ma Lin dragged Mao Lilan to get married, that is, the Mongolian word for righteous brothers, righteous sisters.

The obedient official was naturally happy to see it, and Ma Lin gave Mao Lilan a carved and inlaid gold and silver horse-head Mongolian short blade, forged in Damascus steel, and the blade was densely patterned, which can be described as a hairy blade, and the cold air was pressing, and it was extremely heroic to wear on the waist. Mao Lilan gave Ma Lin a short knife, which is a famous Fuso thing, and the inscription of the knife is [Ai Dye Ming Wang Guojun], and Ma Lin also can't put it down.

The two girls' families swore to An, and they actually gave each other knives, which also made the good officials cry and laugh, but Ma Lin kicked the eggs of the Marquis of Wuqing, and the martial arts can be imagined, Mao Lilan's nickname is the rose of the western country, and he is also full of thorns, and it seems reasonable for these two princesses to give each other swords.

This huge team traveled all the way, [***] the great lama did not see a trace of the herdsmen of the tribes on the road, and couldn't help but frown, when Altan Khan invited him to Mongolia to sit on the bed, he has been teaching the Dharma in Mongolia for several years, and he knows that this situation is extremely rare, either there is a heavy snowstorm on the grassland in winter, or, there are two powerful tribes at war, causing the small tribes to avoid disaster far away.

"His Highness the Peacock." An acolyte monk went to the side of the obedient official, knelt on the ground and kissed his shoes, and then got up and said, "The Living Buddha invites you to come over and discuss important matters." ”

As the Peacock King Bodhisattva who was pre-recorded by the Great Lama of Vajra, the obedient official naturally has a very high status, and can be called the Dharma King or the Dharma Master, what is the Dharma King, when Shakyamuni said [I am the Dharma King, I am at ease in the Dharma], it is conceivable that this Dharma King is a status for Buddhist believers, and these acolytes will naturally kowtow to kiss his shoes to show respect.

Li Rubai looked at the actions of the monks, and couldn't help but have a strange face, thinking of what kind of god this guy is now in Fusang, and what kind of Bodhisattva in Mongolia, you can imagine how he will be in power for a while.

The obedient official threw the leather bag containing the wine back to Li Rubai, "Brother Rubai, I'll go." So saying, he hurriedly mounted his horse, and ran away with the reins, and the acolyte ran after him with his hat covered.

After seeing [***], the obedient official sat down with a big grin, you know, [***] is now his little brother, [***] is forty years old, Buddhism is profound, naturally there is no anger, and he said with a smile: "Dadu Governor, I felt it last night, it seems that there is a disaster of swords......

The obedient official secretly raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart that it was really a magic stick, you said that there are sword soldiers, there are sword soldiers?

He was just about to speak, when the tent curtain was lifted, and a monk stumbled in outside, and he said out of breath: "Living Buddha, His Highness the Peacock...... There is a large army of horses coming from the southwest......"

The obedient official stood up in a moment, his face was suspicious,, no! Such a coincidence? He couldn't help but look at [***], [***] put his hands together on his chest and smiled without saying a word, full of divine stick posture.

Shaking his head, the obedient official said secretly: It must be Meng, or it is the set of verbal skills of [father and mother die first]. Immediately stood up, "I'll take a look." ”

After entering Monan, the obedient officials and their entourage walked very slowly, walking and stopping, straight like playing in the mountains and rivers, their current position is down, it is the Xuanfu Datong Governor's District of the Ming Dynasty, and to the left is the Naturalization City, which is the area of less than three.

Called the Brain Sweat Egg Qin, the good official rode on the horse and asked him a few words, and then went to the southwest direction, and the Brain Wood Sweat Egg Qin hurriedly followed.

"Brother Rubai." The obedient official rode his horse to Li Rubai's side, Li Rubai was looking ahead with a clairvoyant mirror at this time, he was also a disciple of the general, and it was common for him to arrange troops, and after putting down the clairvoyant mirror, he saw the good official, and said: "It seems to be a Tartar sacrifice Ao Bao......"

"What is a sacrificial bag?" The obedient official lowered his head and asked the panting Brain Sweat Egg Qin, who took a few deep breaths, and quickly said: "Ao Bao is a pile, it is an activity to worship the mountain stone god, today is May 13, it is the day of the sacrifice of Ao Bao...... " He explained, the good official remembered [***] smiled and said nothing, and immediately scolded this god stick, what! It seems that there is a disaster of swords, and it is said that God is chattering.

However, Li Rubai shook his head with a heavy face, "There are also many kinds of sacrificial Ao Bao, and there is one of them, which is called blood sacrifice. ”

As he was talking, more than a dozen fast horses galloped over, and when the leader arrived, he rolled down and dismounted, knelt down on one knee and said loudly: "It's the son of Pullik Taiji, who is holding a huge blood sacrifice Ao Bao......"

Later generations talk about the meeting of Ao Bao, it seems that they will think of the love between men and women, in fact, the sacrifice of Ao Bao originally originated from the funeral, and the blood sacrifice is one of them.

Pulling Lik Taiji and Dacheng than Ji Ji got married, and his power suddenly soared, then, he must show off his martial arts, just like the Han emperor sacrificed to heaven and earth or sealed Zen Mount Tai, he just sacrificed Ao Bao, so that those unwilling Zhulu Taiji and the head people knew that he was now the real Khan of the Tumut Department in the future.

This [Taiji] is just like [sac] is the meaning of the Chinese mother, which is the meaning of the prince, but now the sweat position on the grassland is not valuable, let alone Taiji? Later, the Tumut tribe was in turmoil, [entangled seventy-three Taiji, Dajiyi soldiers], a Tumut department, although it was quite large, would not have seventy-three princes! Therefore, the Mongolian Taiji, in terms of rarity, is not as valuable as the princess of Fusang, and it belongs to the big road goods.

(To be continued)