Chapter 199: Farewell to the City

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"Please take your knife and go to Lin'an to have a good look. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" This was the last thing the general said to him before Yin Huai left.

Yin Huai didn't answer, this was a glance at his own small knife, which was covered by a thick cloth, Yin Huai didn't like to use the sheath, so he wrapped his knife in layers with a rag that the old horse found out of nowhere, and after that, Yin Huai glanced at the road he was about to embark on.

There are many people on the road, people who go south, maybe their road ends in that prosperous city near the West Lake, maybe they don't go there and find their home.

Of course, Yin Huai would not have this kind of sour literati thoughts, all he thought about was what he had to do when he arrived in Lin'an City, and more recently, how long it would take him to get from this road to Lin'an, these are very practical questions, and Yin Huai prefers this kind of more realistic or more selfish question.

No matter how carefully Yin Huai looked, he still couldn't see the towering city wall of the city at the end of the road, the mountains surrounding the city, and the vast blue waves.

It's a really long road.

"Take care of Xiao Lian, if she suffers any grievances, I'll ask you!" This is Aunt Mei's warning, the good-looking Xiumei wrinkled together, Yin Huai saw the seriousness in her eyes, but that was originally what he was going to do, so he also looked back at Aunt Mei seriously.

After Aunt Mei saw Xiao Pian's pitiful appearance yesterday, she was very worried and tried to stop it, but was rejected by the other three together.

Aunt Mei doesn't think about the so-called ugly duckling, the so-called road of life, she just doesn't want Xiao Pian to be wronged again.

Aunt Mei also saw the seriousness in Yin Huai's eyes, and although she was not at ease, she could only leave.

Leaving was not to return to the walls of the Daimyo's Mansion, but to the other side, to the side of Xiao Pity.

There was also an old horse over there, Xiao Lian sat on the horse, smiling and talking to Aunt Mei and the general, and some of the people who saw her off gathered around Xiao Lian, Yin Huai seemed to be forgotten, standing alone in the yellow sand.

Aunt Mei looked at Xiao Lian with pity, and wanted to touch Xiao Lian's little head, but she only touched the comfortable saddle under Xiao Lian's seat.

The owner of the saddle was Lao Zhao, the owner who wanted to open the restaurant in Lin'an City.

This is also the most comfortable saddle in the Daimyo's Mansion, although it is only half-new, but the fine and fluffy wool on it is comfortable to the touch, but Aunt Mei is still a little distressed.

"This little girl, if you have to go to Lin'an to suffer some crime, you have to go to Lin'an to find a strong and sturdy horse, but you have to find such an old horse that is going to die, and I am worried that this old horse is tired, and I don't want to pull a carriage, you say you ,......"

Aunt Mei sighed, Xiao Pian smiled, only the old horse snorted very dissatisfied.

What do you mean to be dying, can you say something good, and besides, where is my horse master who can be compared to those foals who only have a brute force?

Of course, these words are just daring to say in my heart, and Lao Ma is also familiar with the barbarian girl in front of him who looks harmless to humans and animals, but even the general does not dare to provoke.

Even if you snort, it's just a bold attempt on today's parting day.

Sure enough, such a try still provoked a slap in the face to the old horse.

The old horse looked down at the green earth at his feet with a sad face.

Xiao Pian smiled even more happily, as if nothing had happened yesterday, as if today was not a day of parting, but a good time to go out for a spring outing.

But if it's really just a spring outing, why should you provoke most of the people of the Daimyo Mansion to send it off?

Xiao Pian is really a likable little girl, whether it is the General's Mansion, or the entire Daimyo's Mansion, and the people in the small town by the Sheephorn River like this pitiful little girl.

Such a little girl is going to marry into Lin'an City.

Isn't that an example of a captivating city?

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After all, he left, and in the moist eyes of Aunt Mei, the young man led the old horse and disappeared into the yellow wind with a lovely little girl.

Why is the wind and sand blown by the wind in the south so annoying today, it always drills into people's eyes, making the general's eyes have something different.

In the general's mansion tonight, there is another drunken banquet.

The general, who was not like a general, fell drunk on the wine table after scavenging the old Zhao family's wine again, and the cup he usually liked to use for drinking fell to the ground.

Countless fragments, endless aroma of wine, is the general's mansion tonight.

It's just that there is always small talk after drinking, and drunk people will always say some drunken words.

Aunt Mei seemed to be drunk tonight, and she kept looking at the south side of the General's Mansion, which was not a city gate, only a winding stream.

"Still worried about those two children?" The general lay on the wine table, with only Aunt Mei beside him, and naturally she could only ask.

Aunt Mei didn't speak, but the gloom in her eyes was not diluted by the wine.

"Don't worry, that kid is a half-cultivator, that kid is my ......"

The general seemed to be really drunk, and he seemed to be a little speechless.

Aunt Mei glanced back at the drunk general who couldn't tell what she was doing.

"That child, that child, you only have that child, what's wrong with that little pity, you want to do these dangerous things with him. ”

Aunt Mei yelled at the general at the wine table in an almost roaring tone.

What is a dangerous thing, the wind chimes that are blown by the wind do not know, and even Yin Huai, who is still on the road, is not too clear, and the only person who knows best is the general.

But now that the general is drunk, there is no clear man.

The general didn't know if it was guilt, or if he was really drunk, but he just lay there, facing Aunt Mei's roar, without explanation.

He seemed to have fallen asleep.

Aunt Mei looked at the general for a long time, as if she wanted to see the expression on the face of the man in front of her clearly.

It's just that the general still didn't look up.

But one word was spoken.

The words quickly drifted into the wind, mixed with the smell of wine, and they were a little indistinguishable.

"That kid, it's a knife......"

There was no sound in the general's mansion, and the broken wine glass was still lying miserably and ridiculously in the drink, as if the wine glass was also drunk and showed a drunken state.

The boy and the little mercy and the old horse from the northern moor were still on the way, on the way to the south.

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Good luck to you, the first more.