Xie Rongjing personally drove for Su and drove towards the outskirts of the city in the long night of wind and snow.

After mile, the guard reminded him that he was almost in Los Angeles, and then he stopped the convoy.

L.A. was hidden in the dark snow mist, and the old silhouette loomed.

The black mountains are endless, the snow is falling in a row, and the blue brick official road is extremely silent, only the sound of falling snow remains.

Su Jiu got out of the carriage and stood opposite Xie Rongjing.

A wind lamp in front of the carriage illuminated the faces of the two people faintly.

Xie Rongjing took off the thick and warm dark purple mink fur and gently tied it for Su wine.

"From Los Angeles to Liangzhou, it takes about a month. Your body is delicate and you can't endure hardship, so it's okay to walk slowly...... There is a cook for you in the team, and he will cook your favorite dishes if you are invited by Jiangnan. If you have enough gold, silver, money, and money, don't grieve yourself. The documents I signed have been sent to the cities in advance, and you can stay in any inn owned by the Xie family. ”

He lowered his eyelashes, and the small silk tie took him a long time to tie it.

He took out a stack of house title deeds and documents for acres of shops from his arms, "The Xie family also has some properties in Liangzhou, you can take it." Don't be tired on weekdays, just send someone to ask them to collect rent every month......"

At the end of the words, the man's voice trembled violently.

"Su Xiaojiu...... I have been thousands of miles away, and I don't know if I can see each other again for the rest of my life...... Take care of you......"

He finally choked up.

Su Jiu was silent.

She raised her head, Xie Rongjing's Danfeng eyes were moist and crimson.

As if afraid that she would find out that he was crying, she quickly wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand.

She smiled, raised her small white hand, and gently brushed the snow from his sideburns for him.

"Su Xiaojiu ......"

Xie Rongjing grabbed her little hand tightly.

The girl's hands are delicate and delicate, as thin as bones.

Holding it in the ice and snow, I will be reluctant to let go for the rest of my life.

But this hand will eventually be held in the palm of the palm of another man.

He choked silently, no matter how reluctant he was, he could only let go slowly......

Su Jiu blessed him, turned around and stepped into the carriage.

Braving the wind and snow, the convoy continued along the official road.

Xie Rongjing led the horse and stood alone on the official road, staring at the convoy and disappearing from view.

Snowflakes fall on the eyelashes and gradually melt into water.

He turned around slowly, walked along the blue brick post road, and walked heavily towards Chang'an City.

The lantern he was holding fell to the ground.

Faced with the wind and frost, he finally couldn't bear the pain like cutting his bones and heart, and staggered and fell into the snow.

Ten fingers digging deep into the snow, he buried his face in the icy snow.

The eight-foot man, on this snowy night of this year, faced the ancient Los Angeles and the winding endless post road, finally howled and cried, and his liver and intestines were broken.

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A month later.

Su Jiu's convoy quietly appeared in Liangzhou City.

Curious, she lifted the curtains.

The city of Liangzhou is majestic and simple, and the city tower made of huge stones reflects the sunset, which is desolate but magnificent.

The long street is simple, although it is not as bustling as Chang'an, but it has a mysterious and distant desolate charm.

In breathing, it seems that you can feel the scenery of the Gobi Desert, the long smoke and weeping willows, the afterglow of the sunset, and the cattle and sheep of the long river.

"Liangzhou Ci" suddenly appeared in her mind:

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city and ten thousand mountains.

Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the jade gate.

She held a small handkerchief, blinked her clear and moist deer eyes, and saw a tiled green wooden building on the street, and the girl painted with rouge and gouache smiled beautifully.

They are graceful and elegant, just like the delicate flowers that adorn the desolate ink paintings of Liangzhou.

Su wine suddenly dimples sweet.

It turns out that the real Liangzhou is even more poignant and beautiful than in the poem......

She didn't accept Xie Rongjing's gift in the end.

After getting out of the car, she asked the coachman to carry the gold and silver and returned to Chang'an to keep Xie Rongjing safe.

She packed a small bag, took only the four of Gu Yu with her, and inquired about the residence of the exiled soldiers along the street.

After spending a lot of money, I finally found out that Xiao Tingchen was now striking iron in the barracks armory.

The military and civilian families of Liangzhou City, the armory is not a mysterious place, but is built in the bustling and lively east of the city.

Su Jiu bought a small mansion with two entrances and two exits near the armory, and bought a bunch of daily utensils.

After tidying up the house, it was getting dark.

She bathed and freshened up, and dressed up a little, before carrying the prepared sumptuous food box to find Xiao Tingchen.

The old man guarding the armory was very kind, and he didn't ask for Su Jiu's bribe, he led her into the compound with a smile, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Xiao Ran, someone has come to visit you!" ”

Su Jiu cautiously followed behind him.

All around were men striking iron, who stopped what they were doing and looked at her curiously.

"There are actually little ladies who came to visit Xiao Ran......"

"Tsk, the thin skin and tender meat, as if it can pinch out the water, Xiao Ran is really blessed!"

Su wine nervous.

She judged that "Xiao Ran" was probably Xiao Tingchen's own pseudonym.

Why did she choose such a pseudonym, she couldn't guess.

After a long walk, she finally saw the man in the firelight.

He was shirtless, wearing a pair of thin black cloth trousers, stepping on cloth shoes with white soles, and holding a heavy sledgehammer in one hand.

There were iron-striking stoves everywhere, which caused the temperature to be too hot.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on the man's muscles, I don't know if it was an illusion or something else, Su Jiu found that he seemed to be stronger than when he left Chang'an, and the bulging muscles were full of wild beauty, which was a strong physique that ordinary scholars did not have.

"Well, that's the Xiao Ran you're looking for." The old man was still smiling.

The sound of striking iron was too noisy, and Su Jiu pinched his throat and thanked the old man loudly.

She walked to Xiao Tingchen's side with the food box, raised her slender white fingers, and carefully poked the bulging muscles on the man's arm.

It's so strong that you can't even poke it......

Xiao Tingchen looked back.

The originally deep peach blossom eyes of the yin owl instantly bent when they touched the little girl's thin white and sweet little face.

He was like a little tiger with its fangs folded, "Why is my sister here?!" ”

The other blacksmiths around them stopped moving, winking at them.

Xiao Tingchen licked his thin lips viciously, feeling that they were too much of a hindrance.

He threw away the sledgehammer, grabbed Su Jiu's thin wrist, and led her out of here.

Stepping out of the compound, the noise gradually disappeared.

A lonely bright moon hung high in the sky, and the weeping willows at the entrance of the night market were still covered with fine snow.

Xiao Tingchen let go of his hand and wiped the sweat off her cheeks with the back of his hand, "Say, why did you come all the way here?" Without me along the road, do you know how dangerous the road can be? ”

Domineering and fiercely blamed, but there was a watery tenderness in his eyes.

Su Jiu's mouth wound is not healed yet.

She waved her little hand, picked up the small handkerchief, and carefully wiped the sweat and dust from Xiao Tingchen's face.

Xiao Tingchen raised his eyebrows and stared at her tightly pursed mouth.

In the next moment, the big iron pincer-like palm wrapped around her cheek, and opened her mouth without saying anything......

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