The snow has not faded...... The cold wind is still ...... The weeping ring has not reached spring, but the streets of Chang'an City have begun to smell the fragrance of Ye Luchun, more than ten girls are like silver bells, delicate like flowers, looking at the street scene and pointing, I don't know how many pedestrians have attracted the attention.

The girls wore light-colored cardigan long skirts, with wide and gorgeous belts tied relatively high, and the style was very clear, and the well-informed people of Chang'an quickly guessed that they were from the Great River Country.

Datang and Dahe have been friends for generations, and the people of the two countries have a sense of innate closeness, but due to the distance between them, the number of times they can see the people of Dahe in Chang'an City has gradually decreased over the years. Today, I suddenly saw so many beautiful girls from the Great River Country, looking at the quilt skirts on their bodies, the older Tang people couldn't help but sigh.

The old people began to recall the queen of the Great River Kingdom who came to Chang'an to study incognito during the Kaihua period, and began to tell the young people around them about the bitter love song between the queen and the Tang Emperor.

The young Tang people were even more excited, they stood under the eaves of the street, waved desperately to the girls of the Great River Country, shouted welcome to Chang'an to play, and some of the more daring ones even caught up with the team directly, running by the girls and asking for their names and addresses.

Although Dahe Kingdom admires Tang Feng, the women in the country are known for their gentleness and quietness, after the first Tao entered the city, the girls chattered about the osmanthus cake Wanyan Temple woke up and felt so angry...... "The face is hot, and at this time it is even more ashamed to be chased by those young Tang people to ask for their names, and they have lowered their heads.

The lynx girl looked at a young man who was panting and running by the horse, and looked at the undisguised love and excitement in his eyes, and buried his little face between the plush collars, thinking to herself, why are you in a hurry when I am so young?

His group was so warmly welcomed by the people of Chang'an, Mo Shanshan, who was a little uneasy, smiled, put down the curtains and began to close his eyes, his sparse and long eyelashes blinked slightly, as if the uneasiness in his heart had not been completely eliminated, but why was she uneasy.

Ning Que leaned over to her and lifted the curtain to look out.

Most of the academy students who practiced in Biansai returned to Chang'an City with him, and the rapid march a few days ago made these students really hard, especially Zhong Dajun, who was at the back, was pale and much thinner than before, looking at his trance-like appearance, it seemed that he might fall off the horse at any time.

Ning Que knew very well why this was, before he pretended to be Zhong Dajun and went deep into the wasteland with Mo Shanshan and his party, he confessed to someone to lock up Zhong Dajun himself, and later he forgot about this matter after revealing his true identity in the royal court, so it was not until he left Tuyang City that Zhong Dajun was released, presumably he had suffered a lot in the past half a year.

Ning Que's conduct is definitely not upright, but for Zhong Dajun, a character whose conduct is absolutely wrong, he definitely doesn't have any sense of apology or guilt, and he doesn't bother to pay attention to him and whistle directly to the side Taofang.

Situ Yilan listened to the whistle and lightly lifted the reins to the carriage. In the past six months, she took her classmates and soldiers in the Bishui Camp to fight wits and courage with the grassland barbarians and coalition forces, and made a great reputation in the army.

Ning Que looked at her and said, "Go to my house later, I'll invite you to eat noodles." ”

"When do you do things more generously. Situ Yilan said to him angrily, and then pointed to his dusty face and said: "Although I don't care about these on the battlefield, but this has returned to Chang'an City, should you leave me some time to freshen up and dress up, don't forget that I am a daughter, lonely ......"

Ning Que pretended to be shocked and said, "I thought that the female general did not belong to the category of my daughter's family. ”

Situ Yilan made a gesture and threw his fist to attack, so that he hurriedly lowered the curtain and hid behind Shanshan.

Mo Shanshan opened his eyes, looked at him and smiled slightly, but didn't say anything.

The academy returned to Beijing, and naturally it was ceremoniously welcomed by the imperial court, especially the girl of the Mochi Garden of the Great River Country, and there were also several officials from the Ministry of Rites, Ning Que naturally did not have the patience to go through those processes, and consulted the opinions of the senior brother and Mo Shanshan, and the carriage separated from the large army on Suzaku Street, and headed towards Dongcheng.

After walking for a short time, he came to Linforty-seventh Lane, Ning Que jumped out of the carriage, looked at the familiar gray wall of the street scene, and the winter trees that poked out of the courtyard of the former treasurer of the household department, took a deep breath, and felt very satisfied. From the end of spring to the end of winter, he disappeared like this for more than half a year, and he believed that the circle chair in the old pen house, Mo Xiangjing, water chicken soup, noodles, soup omelette, noodles, and silver tickets under the bed, can finally embrace this qiē again today, it feels so good.

Suddenly, he saw a black carriage parked on the side of the shop, and looking at the dense fine lines on the carriage, he couldn't help but be silent for a moment, nodded to the carriage, and then walked up the stone steps and pushed open the door of the old pen house.

In the shop, Chen Pipi and Sang Sang had finished playing three games of chess and were eating noodles.

Sangsang is a person who doesn't like to play chess and even less like gambling, but since someone has to give her silver, she has to reluctantly play a few games with her. With the new silver tickets scented with ink, she gradually forgot the sadness caused by the departure of the two old people and the melancholy brought by the university scholar couple, and her mood became much better, so she made an exception to cook two large bowls of somen noodles for Chen Pipi and herself.

At that moment, the door was pushed open with a soft creak. Sang Sang lowered his head and held the noodle bowl, sucking the noodles into his mouth, thinking that the sound was about the bottom of the door shaft was a little deformed, and he had to find some time to repair it.

Suddenly, she felt that there was something wrong with the footsteps of the visitor, something too familiar, and she couldn't help but raise her head curiously.

Seeing that, guy, where can Sang Sang still remember eating noodles, the soup noodles that are like white fingers hanging on his lips, Liu Ye's eyes narrowed with a smile, and he slurred his mouth with food and said happily: "Ning Que ......"

Ning Que looked at her with a smile, and his eyes narrowed with a smile, just like a crescent moon that does not exist in this world.

Sang Sang suddenly found that there were other people behind Ning Que, there was a scholar, and a girl in a white dress, the girl was very good-looking, especially the little face was round and cute.

Sang Sang suddenly came to his senses and knew that his mouth was full of noodles at this time, and his face must have been bulging, but he was definitely not as good as the girl in the white dress next to Ning Que, so she was a little flustered for no reason.

She hurriedly put down the drag and stood up, snorted twice, and sucked the noodles hanging on her lips into her stomach as quickly as possible, but she was almost choked by the noodles, coughing and whispering, "Young master, are you back?"

Then she looked down at herself, poking out the tip of her cotton skirt and stopped talking.

Mo Shanshan stood quietly beside Ning Que, but he was a little behind.

At the invitation of the senior brother of the academy, she came to Chang'an City for sightseeing, she was a little happy, some expectant, and a little uneasy, but these feelings could not be seen on her indifferent and quiet face, she knew very well what she was not worried about, and she even sometimes wondered whether her expectations for Chang'an City were Ning Que or his little maid.

She followed Ning Que into Lao Bizhai, and saw the little maid sitting on the small bench eating noodles, from the first time she saw the other party, she knew that it was the person she wanted to see, and that little maid was Sang Sang.

The first two words of the chicken soup post.

Ning Que will always hang on the quietly side of my family's Sangsang.

Mo Shanshan had read the chicken soup post countless times in the summer night by the ink pool, and she knew better than anyone else, even better than Ning Que herself, how much absolute trust and closeness were hidden between the names of the little maid of the chicken soup post Toutao, so she always wanted to know what kind of little maid Sang Sang was.

In the grassland royal court, she said that she liked Ning Que's big black horse, and in the snow field, she said that she liked Ning Que's words, and at the moment when the Demon Sect Mountain Gate was about to die, she finally calmly said that she liked only horses or words, including Ning Que's people.

At that time, she thought she was going to die, so she said it according to her heart, but she didn't die after all, and she couldn't regret what she said, so she determined that her heart was to like it, so she wanted to see Sangsang more and more.

Today, she finally saw Sangsang, but she was a little surprised. Because the other party is not the usual kind of pretty maid in the world, just a little girl with a slightly dark complexion and a thin ordinary, she is still very young, and her eyebrows and eyes have not yet fully expanded, especially the appearance of eating noodles with a big bowl of noodles and a smile in her mouth

Facing such a little maid, Mo Shanshan felt that what she had guessed and imagined in the past, even including the nervousness and anxiety before arriving in Chang'an City, was very excessive, so she felt a little ashamed, and after looking at the other party in a daze, she lowered her head silently, looked at the tip of her shoe sticking out of her skirt and stopped talking.

Sang Sang looked down at the shoes that poked out of the cotton skirt, and Shan Shan looked down at the shoes that leaned out of the white skirt, the scene seemed a little funny, and the atmosphere in the old pen room became a little weird.

Ning Que was still immersed in the joy of seeing Sang Sang again, and he didn't notice anything at all, as for the senior brother, he looked at the furnishings in the shop with his hands in his hands, seemingly noticing, but in fact, he sighed softly in his heart.

Sang Sang suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly said, "Guest, I'll make tea." ”

She blessed everyone, then picked up the noodle bowl she had rested on the table, snatched another noodle bowl from Chen Pipi, who was also in a stunned state, and hurried back to the backyard.

Ning Que watched her thin back disappear behind the curtain, a little surprised, although she was busy and hadn't seen her for a long time, she was as usual, but after such a long time, why didn't this dead girl come and hug herself?

Regardless of whether there are noodles stuffed in the mouth or not, the cheeks of tangerine peel are very round and bulging, much rounder than Mo Shanshan.

The noodle bowl in his hand was snatched away by Sang Sang like a gust of wind, he woke up, looked at the scholar who was behind him, quickly sucked the noodles into his abdomen, jumped to the ground behind the scholar, and said respectfully: "Meet the senior brother." ”

Senior Brother turned around, looked at him pretending to be strict, couldn't help but smile and shook his head, and said slowly: "Pippi, now you are no longer the little junior brother of the back mountain, you ...... talk and do things."

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Chen Pipi opened his arms and hugged him into his arms, and said happily and sadly: "Senior brother, you are finally back, teacher, he doesn't know where he still dies to play, and there is no one in the mountains who can cure the second senior brother, he is rampant in the mountains, and he has to force us to learn what ancient rites, the senior brothers and sisters dare not speak out, and the eleventh senior brother is even forced to go crazy by him, looking at the flowers and stuffing them into his mouth, you have to be the master for us!"

(The next chapter may be a little later, and I'm a little tired, thank you for your support.) ）