Bai Zhi wiped the ashes off Bai Qinghang's face, looked at his son carefully, held Bai Qinghang's shoulder tightly with his big palm, held back tears in his eyes, and said to him for a while: "My son, grow up!" ”

Even if he is an iron-blooded man, he has fought on the battlefield for many years, and when he escapes the ghost gate and returns home to see his parents, he will inevitably cry, and thousands of words are turned into one word: "Dad!" ”

Bai Zhi patted his son on the shoulder, just like he did seven years ago. It's just that the young man's shoulders are now broader.

The three of them came to the ancestral hall to offer incense to their ancestors.

Bai Qinghang stared at his mother's ranking and said, "Mother, my son is back!" ”

……

Lin Xi leaned on the trunk and watched the colorful sleeves fluttering under the red silk attic, she shook the wine glass and nested back into the soft chair.

It's so fucking depressing!

Lin Xi is facing the trouble of being forced to marry, and she is about to enter menopause early!

But overnight, Yuesheng's life is extremely nourishing now, Bai Qinghang brought her back a northern leather whip, and the two of them clinked cups to catch up with the old days, and left Lin Xi alone here to drink milk!

Then Jimo Lifeng came, and when he saw Ye Yuesheng changing into women's clothes, he was suddenly a little confused, and stood at the door for a while before entering.

So the three of them sat together talking and laughing, and Lin Xi really couldn't stand it.

I poured a big sip of almond milk, drank a bowl and smashed the wine glass, and strode out of the Red Silk Pavilion, startling the girls to stop dancing and consciously give way to a passage.

She felt that she should go to talk to the master of Anguo Temple, so she ran to Anguo Temple, walked through the green flower stands, and walked up to the water pavilion.

Concubine Su looked at the lake with her back to her, and said, "You're still here." ”

Lin Xi sneered: "Concubine Su Niangniang is really a good means!" ”

Concubine Su's complexion was still so indifferent, she turned around, and Lin Xi was amazed by her icy and jade face.

"Boating?" Concubine Su asked.

Lin Xi felt that the lake was very beautiful, so he nodded.

The two of them drifted in a flat boat and drifted with the tide on the lake.

Lin Xi looked at the lake with a calm face, the boat was like a flood, and the people were like walking in the mirror.

After relaxing for a long time, she asked, "Why?" ”

Concubine Su looked at her, there was a faint moonlight in her eyes, and Lin Xi suddenly remembered Baili Jinluo's eyes.

"Murong Chun."

Lin Xi didn't like the surname Murong, it reminded her of blood and her own sins.

"I'm Lin Xi, not Murong Chun."

Concubine Su smiled and asked, "Would you like to hear me tell a story?" ”

Lin Xi sneered: "If I don't want to hear it, can I still throw myself into the lake?" ”

Concubine Su ignored her hostility, and Gu Zi said: "Twenty years ago, ......"

It is bordered by Kalatau Mountain in the west, Hulunbuir Plateau in the east, Tengger Desert in the south, and Kusugul Lake in the north.

There are grasslands, deserts, lakes, mountains, basins, plateaus.

In spring, the grass is everywhere.

In summer, there are vigorous wildflowers, most of which are yellow and bright, and they grow extremely tall, and people can pick a large handful of them by leaning over slightly on horses.

In autumn, the mountains are colorful, the sky is as blue as crystal jelly, and the lake is also blue.

In winter, it is covered in snow, with several feet of snow and ice.

The people here live in tribes, each with its own totem, and the tribe leaders even tattoo the totem in their chests - it's an honor!

All tribes are unanimously loyal to the blue wolf of Mobei, and the blue wolf king is the king of Mobei.

At that time, I was still the youngest princess of Borgood Banner, and I was spoiled by many brothers and sisters.

Qi is the meaning of village tribe in Chinese.

My brothers are handsome and have extraordinary martial arts, and each of them is a hero on horseback, and I live with them, so my vision is naturally higher.

That day my father told me that I was going to get married.

I asked, marry whom?

Father said that it was the prince of the Ba Ri Banner.

There are three princes in Ba Riqi, the eldest prince is married, and the younger prince is still young.

Then I'm going to marry the second prince.

The second prince is a **** straw bale.

I'm not married, I said.

Father said that our flag is in trouble and needs to be allied with the Bari flag.

And I said, What about the king, does he not care about us?

Father said, it's not as simple as you think.

Then I knew that this trouble was not some kind of righteous trouble.

That night, I sneaked out of my tent and rode north on my pony.

Your mother and I are good friends.

She is a southern woman, her mother lost her husband at a young age, was ostracized by the clan, and was reduced to the border of Beiyao, where the border is at war - the princess has an itchy hand to harass the border of Beiyao, but she is a man who is righteous and heroic, and does not kill women and children, so she saved the mother and daughter and brought them back to the palace as maids.

The princess likes some southern snacks, and if her mother has excellent craftsmanship and is from a scholarly family, the princess respects her very much.

The vigorous reform was promoted throughout the country, and the king of Mobei encouraged the nobles to learn the culture of the Central Plains, and his mother naturally became the Chinese tutor of the nobles.

So Yan Ruo and your father Murong Heng grew up together since childhood, and they have a deep relationship.

She and I met at the quinquennial covenant convention, had a very speculative conversation, and became one of the few friends we had.

So when I am in trouble now, the first thing that comes to mind is to go to her.

At that time, she had already become Murong Heng's concubine, and I thought that even if she was a servant, it was better than marrying someone she didn't like.

So I set out on the journey, and I rode and ran on my pony until the Borgood flag was far behind me.

Then I came across a caravan of merchants dressed in Mobei costumes.

I was hungry and thirsty, so I sneaked into the caravan to steal some food.

However, I only had the skills of a three-legged cat, and besides, I had no experience in stealing, so I was quickly caught.

The leader of the caravan was good-looking, a man.

He said, "Little princess, I'm here to pick you up, and if you want, we can have another game of cat and mouse."

Later, I learned that he was the second prince, Tuoba Xuan.

But he didn't seem to want to marry me, he just came to the bottom of the horse.

That night, when I had eaten enough, I ran away again, and it was easy.

I followed the direction of Polaris and ran all the way on my pony.

The next day, I was standing on a high ground and saw a pack of wolves besieging a team.

I immediately rode down with my whip on my horse, shouting and screaming all the way, and the wolves were frightened by me to give way to the road.

I said to the head of the army, don't hurt the Mobei blue wolf, get out of the way!

They were confused.

The wolves were also confused.

But wolves are wolves, we're people, and soon I'll redraw my camp and stand on their side.

The leader is also a good-looking person, young, and sven.

He didn't speak, and with a gesture he ordered everyone to raise their swords.

They wore the clothes of the Central Plains.

The blue wolf is sacred in Mobei.

I hurriedly stopped them, I said, okay, why fight and kill, don't you Central Plains people pay attention to harmony?

The man smiled and said, "What is the opinion of the girl?"

I want to cross the desert steppe to the north, and naturally I am prepared.

I took out the firecrackers hanging from the saddle.

Throw down firecrackers and fire folds while the wolves and crowds are staring.

Wolves are afraid of sounds.

The firecrackers crackled, and the wolves scattered in fear.

I turned around and yelled, what are you doing stupidly? Let's go!

So I led them out of the moor to a nearby market.

Along the way, they responded to my call and sang hometown folk songs loudly and proudly to intimidate the wolves.

I heard that the music style in the Dongting area is tactful and soft, and I don't want the men to sing it.

I sing too, and the grassland songs I sing are much better than theirs.