PS: The deceased is like a husband, like a young man, and the bitterness is irreparable.

Xiao Qiao slept very deeply and did not dream.

The fatigue of riding in a carriage for several days had to be washed away by this night's sleep. If it weren't for the constant noise outside the hospital, she would have been able to sleep. Sit up, call the little girl, and let her go out and see what's going on. In a moment, the little girl came back and said that the army was leaving the city.

It seems that the Jin army is going to attack.

Guo Xu should also be leaving.

She remembered how she felt on Guo Xu's horse last night.

There is also the feeling of being hugged by Guo Xu in the moment of falling off the horse.

A ray of morning sun shone into the room through the window paper, and the dust churned in the pillar of light. Xiaoqiao's thoughts are like these restless little dust, disturbing up and down. In order to protect its mistress, Xiaoqiao's reason designs a fortified city with a moat and a rejection of horses, but it finds that the hostess's sensibility is quietly digging a tunnel. These days, Xiaoqiao has repeatedly warned herself not to be entangled with the love of the enemy, this silly big boy is not the kind of man she wants, but she will still be happy when she sees Guo Xu. After seeing all kinds of cities and wading through many dangers, Guo Xu is a sunny paddy field in early spring, clean and clear, and she doesn't need to bother to go around. He's not really stupid, he just can't calculate people, and this just gives him a kind of pure yang beauty, like the glaze of talent on a green fruit. Only with him can Xiao Qiao not be nervous, because she knows that he has no other plans except for a sense of spring. Now this simple boy is trapped by love, and is eagerly waiting for Xiao Qiaoen to let him out of trouble. He is tall, but because he fell in love. He has fallen prostrate in the dust, looking up at his sweetheart to give an edict. Xiao Qiao has seen it clearly. Even if she refuses, this person will not hurt her out of love and hatred.

So do I refuse or not?

She thought so. I found myself in a hurry to get dressed and washed.

Before I could open the courtyard gate, I heard the sound of neat footsteps and the sonorous sound of armor and weapons on the street.

As soon as he pushed the door open, a person who had been squatting stood up suddenly, startling Xiaoqiao.

The soldier took out a folded piece of paper from his bosom, and sealed the fold with wax oil:

"Our Guo team mainly led the team to set off, and I didn't have time to come over to say goodbye, so he asked me to bring this letter to the girl."

A letter?

Xiaoqiao almost laughed. Even if Guo Xu deliberately learned some words overnight, he would be able to piece together a note at most, which is thousands of miles away from a letter.

After opening the paper. Xiaoqiao was stunned.

There are no words, they are three pictures, and they are very simple to draw, but there is no ambiguity.

The first is a palace surrounded by a wall with battlements. The second one is a woman, with a very gorgeous dress, and there are several small women around, who are supposed to be maids. The third is a comb. The teeth are thin.

Xiao Qiao looked and looked, laughed silently, and a big tear fell on the paper.

Guo Xu said that after entering Chang'an. I want to find a beautiful tortoiseshell comb from the palace of the Qin State and give it to her. Now, she has no tortoiseshell comb in her head, only one scene: the military tent. Under the lamp, a man lies on a table. Trying to speak with pictures, clumsy. I don't know how much paper was torn.

Seeing Xiaoqiao's appearance, the soldier was a little at a loss, but he didn't leave.

Xiao Qiao wiped away her tears a little embarrassed and said thank you to the soldier.

Bing rubbed his hands and said that Team Guo asked me to bring the girl's words back to him.

That's a problem. A girl's mind, let a man hand it to another man, how can it be neither deep nor shallow, not clear and not hidden. Xiao Qiao can imagine that in a few days, what she said will spread among the soldiers, and finally the whole camp will know.

But since this stupid boy sent a soldier to wait, it means that he is determined to win. He will lead his army to attack the capital of a country, with high walls and strong cities, deep and wide trenches, swords from the forest of spears, and arrows and flying stones. He may have gone and never returned.

What he wants to hear most is nothing more than Xiaoqiao's willingness to be with him. Xiao Qiao didn't want to say that yet.

If you want to talk about it one day, this person may no longer be there.

Xiaoqiao's heart tugged.

She has no relatives left. She doesn't care about these people around her who dies, except for this person named Guo Xu.

After thinking about it, I sued the soldier: You go and sue the captain of the Guo team, I only need the same, that is, he lives well.

The soldier is gone. Xiao Qiao looked at his back in a hurry, thinking of the young officer who was waiting for a reply, and a trace of guilt surged in her heart. She handed an ambiguous word to a boy who had died for a lifetime, and put herself in a position where she was in a position of advancement and retreat. Guo Xu probably understood this as the girl looking forward to recruiting people to come back for a reunion, and was full of joy because of this. If he dies on the battlefield, his last desire in life is undoubtedly this kind of reunion. What a cruel enlightenment it would have been if a thought had flashed through him before he closed his eyes and realized that perhaps the girl had just said a blessing.

Xiao Qiao shuddered.

You can't just scribble.

She subconsciously followed the army forward, as if she would be able to see Guo Xu naturally.

Then she began to ask the officers and soldiers around her, do you know where the hussar leader Guo is?

They shook their heads. When the army went on the march, how could the military information be revealed to a civilian woman.

The soldiers walked very fast, one square team quickly finished, and the next team followed.

Do you know where the hussar leader is?

They shook their heads.

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind me:

"Miss Sun wants to see Team Leader Guo?"

When she turned around, the first thing she saw was the head of a white horse. Looking up, Liu Yu, who was dressed in military uniform, looked at him with a smile.

Xiao Qiao lowered her head.

Liu Yu turned around and called a personal soldier and asked him to give up his horse to Xiao Qiao:

"Miss Sun, Team Leader Guo is very dangerous to go here, he is your savior, you should go and give him a ride. His whereabouts should have been kept secret, but Miss Sun is not an outsider, and I will allow you to go. ”

I looked up at the skylight.

"If you run fast, you can still say a few words to him. If you run slowly, you may only see a shadow. But you're not used to riding a horse, and if you run fast, you're afraid of making a mistake, so try to be as safe as possible. But the girl can rest assured, Team Guo is a good man, and there is a beautiful woman to worry about, and she will return. Hurry up. ”

A personal soldier rode a horse to lead the way, Xiao Qiao followed behind, and the two horses walked briskly, on the side of the team, and got out of the north gate of Tongguan. At first, Xiaoqiao didn't understand why he wanted to go north, Chang'an was west of Tongguan. After going out and running for a while, they began to leave the large group and turn east alone. At this time, Xiao Qiao realized that the army went north just to hide people's eyes, and Guo Xu and they had another destination. But it's not right to go east, isn't it a retreat to the east?

They ran against the rising sun, the sun was dazzling, Xiao Qiao grabbed the reins with one hand, and built a pergola with the other. She grew up riding in a car and rarely rode a horse. Her father had taken her on a ride a few times, but when her mother found out, she counted her father down fiercely. In case of a mistake, even if it is not injured or disabled, it is not good to break the daughter's body. Now, Xiaoqiao has begun to feel numb in her legs and a sore lower back. The saddles and mattresses of the cavalry were already very comfortable for a rough-skinned veteran, but they were too rough for a girl.

Just when she felt that she was about to lose it, Liu Yu's personal soldier reached out and grabbed the reins of her horse:

"Miss Sun, we're here."

Under the rising sun, the Yellow River is from north to south, with a sparkling line. On the west shore, as far as the eye could see, there were all slender warships, lying on the ground like dried salted fish. Craftsmen in the army laid a slide out of wooden planks to haul the ships into the water. The river was covered with rafts, and each boat had sixteen oars, thirty-two people, who rowed in two shifts. The officers were clearly prepared to fight on foot, their horses all left on the shore, and a few of them were probably unhappy to part with their masters, or neighing with their heads raised, or anxiously digging into the ground.

Xiao Qiao stood up straight on the stirrup, trying to find Guo Xu's figure. Not on the shore. He should have boarded the ship. There are so many boats on the river that it's easy for one person to drown in a crowd. She wanted to shout Guo Xu's name loudly, but she felt that it was too Meng Lang.

The ship kept sliding into the water. There were several lieutenants on the land, waving flags and issuing various orders; There were also several lieutenants on the river directing the formation of small boats.

The boats on the river were dragged by the rocks, ready to go under the rush of the river.

After the last ship was launched, the captains in charge of the command boarded the ship.

After a long horn, the noise just now suddenly subsided. Far away, on the boat at the head of the fleet, stood up with a red cloak, and Xiao Qiao recognized him as Wang Zhenwei, who was the first to be commended by Liu Yu last night. Xiao Qiao went to the horse, she believed that Guo Xu should be by Wang Zhenxi's side.

By the time she ran to the shore closest to the head boat, Wang Zhenxi's order to strangle the soldiers was almost finished, and she only heard the last sentence:

"Brethren, the time has come to make a mark, come with me! Take Chang'an! ”

Then her eyes lit up.

Guo Xu stood up from the bow of the ship, pulled out his long sword, pointed to the sky, and shouted like thunder:

"Hussars, sail! Break! ”

Two soldiers wielded sharp axes and slashed the rope with a loud bang. The sharp-headed, lean-bodied warship could no longer hold on, and suddenly burst out, instantly rushing out with the torrent for more than ten steps. Wang Zhenwei and Guo Xu were both standing, holding their long swords in both hands, and their two cloaks and two helmets were waving in the wind, like the visible soul of a warrior.

There was a chopping sound on the river.

Hundreds of ships, full of people who see death as home, do the momentum of carving and leaving the string, under the push of the surging river, leave the ferry in an instant, and quickly go south, head to tail, smaller and smaller, and soon out of sight.

Xiaoqiao was already full of tears.

She didn't care about the victory or defeat between Qin and Jin, but she began to worry about the life and death of a person.

She didn't know if Guo Xu had seen her, and she didn't know if he had heard what she had brought. How she wished she could take back that sentence that was not salty or light.

She should have told Guo Xu that she wanted the comb.

Even, he could use that comb to comb her hair.

Now, only the empty river is left in front of him, and the deceased are like Sifu, like youth and bitter hatred irreparable. (To be continued......)