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In the past, I went back, and the willows followed;

Now I think about it, the rain and snow are flying;

Those who know me say that I am worried;

Those who do not know me say what I want.

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Yang Yi sat on the wheel and hummed these words repeatedly, Suzhou has passed, Ganzhou has passed, Liangzhou has passed, and there is still a yellow desert desert in front of him, paraquat is yellow, and the autumn rain is like a curtain;

Autumn is cool and transparent, autumn is deep!

The slightly hoarse song drifted across the desolate fields, and the hoofed birds fluttered their wings in the rain and flew into the distance.

When fighting to the death on the battlefield, the iron hooves are like rain, the blood is like infusion, and the shouts are like thunder, and there is endless passion at that time, thinking about breaking the enemy and capturing the thief, and not thinking much about anything else.

When the smoke of war cleared, it was like the end of an exciting drama, the people were dispersed, the noise disappeared, and only confetti was left all over the ground.

It is difficult for ordinary people to understand this kind of heart, and only those generals who have come down from the battlefield will understand the gap in their hearts, so many people are always depressed and unhappy, and their tempers will become very irritable;

Even in my dreams, there are often scenes of those golden iron horses, flying blood like rain, and I often miss those comrades who are buried in other places............

In the past, I went back, and the willows followed;

Now I think about it, the rain and snow are flying;

Those who know me say that I am worried;

Those who do not know me say what I want.

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When Yang Yi set out on the expedition, it was still a spring day with willows and willows, and the war was over, and it was already a cold and cold late autumn season, seeing that the desolate northwest land was about to end, and the closer it was to the prosperous Central Plains. The more depressed he became;

When he set out on the expedition, he was full of pride, and tens of thousands of horses were like iron. Now there are only two or three thousand people who can return to Beijing with him. He always felt ashamed of those robes who had fought side by side with him, and hated to stay in the northwest with them.

In the cold rain of late autumn, thousands of soldiers were also silent, no one talked about what reward they would get after they returned, and they all lowered their heads and hurried silently.

Adella sat beside Yang Yi, holding an umbrella in her hand, helping him block the cold rain falling down, and asked very puzzledly, "My lord." You have won the battle, why are you all so depressed? ”

Yang Yi showed a reluctant smile and replied softly: "Adella, you won't understand, only those recruits who go to the battlefield for the first time will rejoice in the victory, and these soldiers who came with me all crawled out of the pile of dead;

In their eyes, at least at the moment of leaving the battlefield, any fame and fortune have been downplayed. At this moment, I only thought of those comrades who were buried in a foreign country and could not come back together, as well as the wives and children who looked forward to each other in their hometown, and the gray-haired old mother. ”

listened to Yang Yi's words. Adele was also silent, and the autumn rain outside the car was getting thicker and heavier.

Lanzhou has arrived. The Hexi Corridor was finished, and Yang Yi ordered a day of rest in Lanzhou. The next day, we continued to set off and the rain cleared. The long yellow sand was gradually left behind, and there were more and more vegetation along the way, and I began to see the pines and cypresses flowing green and the red leaves on the mountain like fire.

The people on the roadside are also becoming denser and denser, and a large number of caravans to the Western Regions are coming, and every ten miles and eight miles, you can see the wine flags displayed on the roadside, and the wine houses and tea shops that specialize in making a living for past merchants can be seen everywhere;

In front of the inn is always full of caravans carrying goods, and the melodious sound of camel bells jingles in the wind;

Merchants with various accents in the inn were laughing loudly, exchanging their own experiences, and Yang Yi's 3,000 people passed by, always provoking people to come out and watch;

When I saw the big banner of Yang characters fluttering in front of the army, there was always an uproar, or there was a warm cheer.

The people don't care whether Yang Yi has trespassed or not, they only know that Yang Yi conquered Liaodong and the Western Regions, and expanded the territory of the Great Song Dynasty several times at once.

Nowadays, no matter where the merchants of the Great Song Dynasty go, they can clearly feel the envy and pursuit of others, and feel the pleasure of being superior to others.

And all of this is inseparable from this Yangzi banner, with this banner, they no longer have to worry about being bullied and humiliated.

The first time Adella came to the Central Plains, the first time she felt the treasures of the Great Song Dynasty, she was thriving, and she couldn't help but sigh to Yang Yi: "Here and the Western Regions are like two worlds. ”

"Adebit, don't sigh too early, this is still the northwest, the prosperity is a hundred times worse than the Central Plains, and after Jingzhao Mansion, that is, Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty, you will know what prosperity is."

Adella couldn't help but look up to the east, her eyes full of anticipation. In this era, people from other countries came to the Great Song Dynasty, just like the Chinese in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China went to Wall Street, or even more surprised;

Because the transmission of information in this era is more difficult, people who have not been to the Central Plains, it is difficult to imagine that kind of prosperity, if the Western Regions everywhere is full of Gobi yellow sand compared to hell, the Central Plains is undoubtedly heaven, from hell to heaven, the shock experienced in the heart can be imagined.

In the warm cheers of the people, the loss in the hearts of the three thousand soldiers was diluted, yes, this is the motherland, there are warm smiles, there are friendly eyes, there are familiar local sounds, people greet the warriors returning from the expedition with the greatest enthusiasm, and comfort the returning travelers with admiring eyes.

They spontaneously took out wine and food, stuffed dusty robes, ripe persimmons, hot eggs, fragrant pancakes, sweet and crispy red dates; Even the half-eaten sugar cakes of the children were stuffed in the midst of childish screams.

The enthusiasm of the people surpassed Yang Yi's imagination, and if you think about it carefully, you can understand some of the reasons, a few years ago it was still the western frontier of the Great Song Dynasty, and the people were struggling to make a living;

Just like when Yang Yi first arrived in Huanzhou, the people of Huanzhou died and fled, the fields were barren, and they didn't dare to return home.

Compared with the people of the Central Plains, the people of the northwest have a deeper feeling of the changes in the past few years, because a few years ago they were still living in hell, and now, the original war-torn border has become an inland where they can live and work in peace and contentment. The caravans quickly benefited the people along the way and became wealthy.

And all that. It all stems from the victories ahead, and everything is bought by the soldiers with their blood and lives. As the biggest beneficiary, the people of the northwest will not be grateful.

The people along the way were so enthusiastic that some of them were well-informed and even waited on the side of the road at night, their clothes wet with dew, and they kept vigil all night just to see the army that had brought them a peaceful life, and gave them two eggs, poured a glass of water and wine, and said a word of thanks.

Every time I see this kind of scene. Adella couldn't help but be moved to tears;

In that soft, but warm voice like a call to go home for breakfast, it is not difficult to see the cohesion of this country, and this cohesion is the guarantee of the country's strength.

Yang Yi lifted the curtain of the car and instructed the recruits next to the car: "Go, put away my flag." ”

"Whoa."

The pro-soldiers would not ask the reason, and should go and put away the Yangzi banner as soon as they spoke.

Adella said suspiciously, "Why do you put it away?" ”

Yang Yi smiled: "Guess." ”

Adella's curved willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and suddenly said, "I understand, you are afraid that the people will be too excited to see your banner." You are worried that your emperor will not be pleased. ”

"What do you call your emperor, don't forget that the Great Song Dynasty is also your country now, Adella, you will be punished for saying the wrong thing."

Adella bit her lower lip. looked at him with three points of apprehension and said, "I...... I know it's wrong, I'll definitely pay attention next time. ”

"Verbal assurances do not do it, and they go unpunished. You can't remember it. ”

Yang Yi said, pressing her onto the cushion. With two snaps, Adella only felt a burst of crispness on her buttocks. A burst of numbness, crispy numbness and numbness make people feel soft.

She has slender jade legs, straight buttocks, and a very beautiful body, coupled with the intoxicating body fragrance, it is easy to arouse the desire of men.

Adela turned her head and easily read something from his eyes, and the time of the flower was like a red glow, and she was as red as drunk.

Yang Yi hugged his soft body into his arms, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Your Royal Highness Princess, don't worry, what else can I do to you in this car?" ”

In the end, Hu Nu was bolder, and Adella responded to him gently: "It's hard to say, every time you don't have a time to be satisfied." ”

Yang Yi really didn't expect her to say this, the beauty in his arms made him angry again, but this car is really not suitable for misconduct, alas.

Extremely depressed, Scholar Yang had to lie down on the cushion and sing a sad song: Climb the peak to look at his hometown, the yellow sand is thousands of miles long, where is the camel bell ringing, and the sound knocks on the heart. Looking forward to stepping on the road of longing, flying thousands of miles of mountains, the sky is returning to the wild goose and the remnants of the sun, where is the township. The wind and sand can't be imprinted, the blood marks of history; The wind and sand can't fly away from the pale, and the begonias are bloody and tearful. The yellow sand blows the old years, and I don't miss it, how many nights have I dreamed of returning to Qinguan.........

When Adella heard it, she liked this song again, more than the one she learned in Guazhou, because this song has more flavor of her hometown, at least it is sung to the yellow sand.

The beautiful Kodama put her arms around his neck and begged him to teach him to sing.

"Well, Your Royal Highness Princess, it's not difficult to learn." Yang Yi looked at her delicate red lips, and earnestly induced: "This is my treasured tune, I haven't even taught my piano exercises, Her Royal Highness the princess can learn it if you want to, but ......... Well, you've got to blow a flute first........."

From his strange eyes, Adella easily understood the true meaning of this, and couldn't help but be coquettish, and threw herself into his arms and kept turning pink fists............

Yang Yixiao was favored by the beauties, and traveled all the way through the state, and the goal was Tokyo in the Great Song Dynasty.

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