After a snowfall, Seunghei returned to his former calm.

The Beiyang mission, which had been repaired for two days, finally came to the kingdom of Great Xia.

Pearlware jade, silk fur. There are also objects made of yew trees unique to Beiyang, which are ruddy in color and fragrant in smell.

Meng Yining looked at the mighty envoys, they were wearing reddish-brown clothes and dark gray velvet hats, stepping step by step in the cold wind. The horse pulling the cart marched slowly, covered with thick felt.

Beiyang is cold, presumably the snow may be more than half a person high now.

The first time she came to Beiyang, she was shocked by the severe cold there.

She didn't want to go out of the door for a moment, she just wanted to nest in the quilt and drink porridge while hugging the stove.

Spring and summer would take care of her sometimes, dressing her in a thick pink silk velvet jacket embroidered with two begonia flowers. Bright and dazzling under the white snow, like fire.

Since going to Beiyang, Meng Yining rarely wears colorful clothes, but everyone often says that girls always wear dark plain clothes that are not festive or auspicious. People who don't know how to laugh and say it's like running to a funeral.

Meng Yining didn't respond, and went his own way. But he couldn't resist Chun Xia and Gu Zi'an's mother's many proposals, so he gradually began to wear brightly colored skirts.

The winter in Beiyang is cold, much colder than here, and the wind is more biting than Yanrong.

The frost cut through people's faces like an ice blade, and Meng Yining felt like she was going to be crushed by the freeze several times.

It's just that she doesn't know if Gu Zi'an is really not afraid of the cold, every day she gets up and shuddered and takes two steps in the yard, and she can always see Gu Zi'an practicing martial arts. He was still young, less than ten years old. The knotted hair is hollowed out with a gold crown, and the moon-white silver robe is integrated with the vast heaven and earth, and his face is indifferent, calm and self-controlled.

In the cold wind, he drew his sword and jumped forward in the air, like a silver dragon, steady and chic.

Sometimes Meng Yining walked over quietly and picked up a few stones.

"Smack" and threw it over.

Gu Zi'an flashed lightly, slipped his steps, changed his moves, and blocked the stone with his sword.

The sword is like a long rainbow, the stone falls to the ground, and the crisp sound is like the ding dong of the piano music.

Gu Zi'an always asked Meng Yining with a smile, always wanting this little girl to praise herself.

But she always said with a little indifference on her face, "It's still far from my father."

Gu Zi'an still remembers that Meng Yining was still young at that time, but he also practiced martial arts, and often said in a milky voice: "My father taught me like this." ”

One move, one style, there is a look.

Sure enough, it's been too long since I left Beiyang, and many things have been forgotten.

After coming to Great Xia, the two lived a trembling life, and only began to practice martial arts in the middle of the night. Meng Yining sat on the side and listened to the footsteps around her, while Chun Xia pretended to have something to do at the door to see if there was anyone spying on them. Occasionally, when they heard the footsteps of the palace maid or the eunuch, the three of them would tremble with fright, turn around and go into the house and pretend to sleep.

Under the miserable white moonlight, the figures were fluttering, the steps were light, and the sword qi was silent.

Although the sneaky days were hard, they were also very happy, the three of them took care of each other in the palace to keep warm, and the days in Beiyang were as long as a dream.

Later, Jing Chi took the three of them to Fuzhong, and life gradually improved, and Zhang Jiu also became Meng Yining's sparring partner. She didn't dare to use all her kung fu, nor did she dare to practice the moves that her father taught back then, just because someone once said: "Girl, your swordsmanship is quite a bit like Yanrong Tiger and Leopard Camp." ”

At that time, she was startled, stopped her hand, and asked rhetorically as if she didn't know anything, "What does that look like?" ”

The Yanrong Tiger and Leopard Battalion was founded by Meng Yining's father, Bai Yan, and was named because he wished the soldiers to be as brave as tigers and leopards on the battlefield, and the soldiers in the battalion did it.

Thirty years ago, the Wei State invaded a city on the Yanrong frontier called Suimo, which was poor, but it was Yanrong, the handover of the Three Kingdoms of Great Xia and Wei.

At that time, Great Xia had just experienced a catastrophe, and Jing Cheng, who had just ascended the throne, united with Zhang Zhong, Lian Qin and the Fu family spent most of their strength to eradicate the Li family who covered the sky in the court in one fell swoop. At this time, the Wei State took the opportunity to expand and took two small frontier cities in Great Xia.

The small town of Daxia is close to Suimo, and the flames of war have burned here.

At that time, the king of Wei was carried away by the victory, and took three cities in seven days, thinking that he could unify the three kingdoms and compete with Beiyang, the overlord of the north at that time.

At that time, Yan Rong had just experienced the rebellion of Gongzi and lost thirty percent of his troops.

Bai Yan was ordered to take the newly formed 1,000-person tiger and leopard battalion to ride and rush to Suimo with a fast horse.

The Wei soldiers, who were immersed in the joy of victory, had not yet recovered from their excitement when they were caught off guard by the killed Bai Yan. From the capture of this small city to Bai Yan's long road attack, only three days have passed.

Bai Yan followed the southeast wind and burned Suimo City, injuring 2,000 enemies, and his reputation was shocked.

He then relied on the Wei Mountain Range, the terrain was favorable, lying in the high valley, and the reinforcements were intercepted like mountains and seas. The long sword and the scimitar met, and the horse's hooves and shouts of killing drowned in the long loess. The soldiers screamed and stepped over the bloody corpses and rose to the top. In this battle, Wei lost 1,000 people, while Bai Yan only suffered 322 casualties.

Until the Bai family tragedy, the tiger and leopard camp had always been in Bai Yan's hands.

These soldiers were all trained by Bai Yan himself, so Meng Yining's swordsmanship moves were naturally similar to them.

Since the swordsmanship was recognized by Zhang Jiu, Meng Yining hid it, and he didn't dare to use the Bai family's swordsmanship anymore, so he could only beg Zhang Jiu to teach some new moves.

It's just that in the dead of night, Meng Yining will still be in the courtyard, pointing to the stars in the cool breeze.

Gu Zi'an often looked at the moonlight, Meng Yining's body was as light as a young swallow, and his wrists rotated, seeing the light shining.

The Bai family's swordsmanship is fast, steady, and ruthless. One move to defeat the enemy, the knife is deadly.

Meng Yining's sword shadow was like lightning, his eyes were like stars, and his eyes were moving with gestures.

The days when the two depended on each other for their lives, in retrospect, the fun was just that.

Meng Yining, Gu Zi'an and Zhang Ji helped to set up the residence of the mission.

Zhang Ji's old friend Xiao Zimu also came with him, and the four of them sat opposite each other, and there was a lot of wine, food and good food during the banquet.

Meng Yining and Xiao Zimu only have one side, that is, the day they left Beiyang. Beiyang was defeated, chaotic, and between the ruins and broken walls, he only looked at the blurred figures of him and Zhang Ji from a distance, and told them that they would come back.

I heard that Zhang Ji and Xiao Zimu went out of the same family, brothers in distress.

"Ning'er is also older." Xiao Zimu looked at Meng Yining's appearance and said slowly.

Meng Yining pursed her lips and smiled embarrassedly: "It's been eight years, and the trees should bloom." ”

"Over the years, it's really hard for you." He looked at Gu Zi'an, looked at his angular and handsome face, and then looked at Meng Yining's somewhat thin body, and smiled: "My little girl is as big as you, but you are much thinner than her." Wait back to Beiyang and eat more. ”

Her cheeks flushed a little and she nodded.

Zhang Ji watched them reminisce, sitting aside with a teacup, silent.