The caravan was inspected, and the scene was very noisy, and it was not until late evening that it gradually fell silent......

Plumes of cooking smoke gradually rose, both from the fires of the soldiers and the smoke from the caravans......

"It's time for the prince to eat!"

"Don't worry, I'll take a look for a while!" King Zhenbei finished speaking, and continued to look under the city wall—

At this moment, a few recruits below were theoretically the firehead soldiers who were there in order to eat an extra bite of food, but the firehead soldiers with thick waists and round shoulders pressed the lid of the pot with their left hand, and a long iron scoop in their right hand pointed at the country, not caring at all about the recruits' requests for an extra bite of food.

King Zhenbei smiled lightly and said, "The army is still the most fireworks when eating!"

"Lord Wang, it's time for you to eat. The subordinate respectfully followed.

"But it's too quiet! Ignoring the words of his subordinates, the king of Zhenbei, who had his hands behind his back, asked, "What are the good songs in the army recently?"

"Back to the prince, if it's a new song, there are really two. ”

"Those two?"

"It's all songs from the 'porter' book, because when 'porter' wrote these two songs in the book, he also wrote the score. Because it is very suitable for the military, it has been sung by soldiers recently. ”

"Yes!? Then let the soldiers sing and listen to me. ”

"The prince ——, Ke"

"When the following soldiers have finished eating, let me listen, and then you will bring my food here, and I will sit here and listen and eat." ”

"Yes!"

......

"Roar...... Hey......

How can you say that you have no clothes?

with the Son.

WANG Yuxingshi,

Fix my spear.

Enmity with the Son.

How can you say that you have no clothes?

With the Son.

WANG Yuxingshi,

Fix my spear.

Work with the child.

How can you say that you have no clothes?

with the Son.

WANG Yuxingshi,

Repair my armor.

Walk with the son. ”

Countless muffled voices converged and echoed in the night sky. After the meal, the soldiers sang very seriously, and even the few who had not finished eating temporarily put down their dishes and chopsticks, and sat there to let out their own soft shouts......

The face is frosty, the body is snowfall, the sharp blade in the hand is wiped from time to time, for them, the relatives on the battlefield are by their side. Each one is a style of clothing, each one is the same armor, and the hand is holding a kind of weapon, guarding this pass, under this frost, in the winter night!

This is a place of bloodshed, a battlefield of fighting, and a belief in protection, which welcomes every man, but does not welcome weak cowards......

The soldiers stayed here, and for so many years of fighting, they exhausted the last of their strength, and then they sat there, lay there, and fell together! until a few returned home with the joy of return, to the harbor of longing......

This is the border pass of Saibei, this is a huge grassland, in this area where wind and snow often come, how many blood relatives, how many loyal souls are buried in the depths......

Gently, the king of Zhenbei touched the corner of his eye, all the tears gathered in his left eye, and then wiped them all away with the action of rubbing his eyes with his left hand! Raising his head, only fortitude was left on his face, and the sound of singing came into his ears and into his heart, and the snowflakes scattered in the sky reflected a little brilliance in the firelight, as if those who had left waved their hands in the brilliance......

King Zhenbei felt that there was also his father, his brother-

"Perhaps, it's not a bad thing for Chunyin to leave here?" King Zhenbei sent his sister away from here, but he still missed his sister, and he didn't know if she could get used to life in the south, and he didn't know if the marriage date would change again, but he felt fortunate that his sister had left here, leaving this place that King Zhenbei would never want to leave and would never leave......

The singing gradually slowed down, but then another song was sung:

"The wind and frost of the north of the country,

Split mountain stone,

The bright moon at the border,

Tear-breaking,

Whirring lonely roar,

It's a boy!

Howling out of that,

Countless memories,

Endless thoughts!

Whether you love it or not,

Whether you remember it or not,

It's all the dust of history......

In a distant homeland,

The return of fallen leaves,

I left many loves,

Under the shaking willow tree,

In the courtyard of flowers,

In the spring drizzle,

There is the aftermath of my thoughts......

In the depths of that hundred flowers,

There are peaceful people who live,

She has embroidered shoes in her hands,

That's where I belong......

You wait there,

Waiting for the return of those who go out on the expedition......

Catharsis in the sound of wine,

Crying and singing,

But don't forget,

The way home!

The day of drinking,

Always accompanied by blood and tears!

The man who sings the wine,

People say it's the wolf of the north,

Northern wolf,

Covered with a thick layer of wind and snow,

Standing outside the gates,

Dressed in rotten iron cloaks,

Carrying a blood-stained spear,

Tear the tigers farther north under the wall......

Buried deeper in the earth......

The wolves of the north,

Call the gates wide open,

With tears in his eyes,

Woo..................

I've been waiting for a thousand years,

Why are the gates not opened?

Woo..................

A thousand years of wind and frost,

The gates are still there,

The walls of the north,

When will you welcome back ......?"

"This is a vernacular song...... "Listening to this song that is obviously a little out of tune, King Zhenbei sighed, this song made him miss his sister even more!

If Wang Fei was defeated here, he would be very surprised, rewriting a song he had heard before, recomposing the music and changing it almost beyond recognition, far less than the original, but it still got a lot of people's like......

Maybe this song is not liked by many people, but it is in the mood of the soldiers.

"What's the name of these two songs?" asked King Zhenbei, picking up the already cold meal.

"Back to the prince, a song called "Qin Feng Wuyi" is said to be the favorite song of a dynasty soldier in the story. ”

"What about the other one?"

"The latter song is called "One Night in the City", and it is a story in which the soldiers in the peaceful and prosperous era are singing about their ancestors who fought!"

"It's all good songs, but usually sing more of "Qin Feng Without Clothes"!"

"Yes, Lord Wang!"

......

As the night passed, these merchants who continued to register and those who had registered seemed to have experienced a baptism, looking at those soldiers as if they had some other emotions, but this emotion quickly disappeared from their eyes, and what remained was still countless interests and unclear demands......

The two carriages also came to the border market in this hustle and bustle, and it was already afternoon—

For Wang Feiyu and them, the two carriages carried everyone, and they traveled much faster on the road than those caravans with a large number of goods, which made Wang Feihui, who had traveled a few days later than Feng Changling and them, also arrived in Hushi the day after Feng Changling and them arrived.

Wang Feiyu also has expectations for the mutual market at the border, after all, the medicine given by Ling Tianyue has not yet been cracked, but there may be gains in the mutual market.

Looking at the flow of people coming and going and the soldiers who were carefully inspecting, Wang Feiyu looked at Huo Qinglong and said, "Senior Brother Huo, Senior Brother Ye, let's go to the caravan of the Dream Family, right? Otherwise, it will be night later, and there will not even be a good place to live, so it is not good to wander around here." ”

"Yes, you should check out the caravan of the Dream Family. It was Ye Qingchou who said this.

"Look at you, but I'm not there. Huo Qinglong turned his head as he spoke, but there was still a trace of reluctance on his face.

After glancing behind him, seeing that the three seniors who followed him had no opinions, Wang Feifei said: "Okay! Let's go, go to the caravan of the Dream Family!"

After some inquiry, they soon came to the place where the Dream Caravan was stationed, where they met again with Dream Eve—

"Meet again, both. Looking at Wang Feiyi and Ye Qingchou who were standing there, but Huo Qinglong was the only one missing, and sighed slightly on the eve of the dream......

"Brother Meng, today we are here at the border market, please take care of it. Ye Qing crumbled his fists.

"You're welcome, whether it's Brother Ye or Brother Non-Defeated, they are all disciples of my Heavenly Sealing City, I naturally want to entertain you well, you all live in the caravan during this time in the mutual market!"

"Then thank you, Brother Meng. Wang Feiyu said.

"What about Huo Qinglong?"

"He, she said it wasn't very convenient. Wang Feiyu didn't know how to explain it for a while.

"He's always like this! Hey, okay! You just tell Huo Qinglong that my sister has been accepted by the Picturesque Sword Immortal as a closed disciple. One sentence made Wang Feiyu and Ye Qingchou's faces change, the picturesque sword fairy Huo Yunxin is Huo Qinglong's aunt according to her generation, but now she has become the master of the little girl of the dream family, why didn't she say it last time on the eve of the dream?

And the fluctuations in Wang Fei's heart were even more strange, but there were some things that he couldn't speak, so he could only say: "Brother Meng, don't worry, I will definitely tell you." ”

......

So under the arrangement of the Dream Family Caravan, Wang Feifei and they lived in a temporary tent under the city wall.

In the tent, looking at Huo Qinglong who was sitting there, Wang Feiyi said, "Senior Brother Huo, do you know? ”

"What, how is this possible?" Huo Qinglong said and stood up.

"Senior Brother Huo, I don't know if I should say something or not. ”

"You say—"

"Then don't be angry. ”

"I'm not angry!"

"Senior Brother Huo, I can understand that you don't agree with the marriage of the Mengjia, and there used to be a fifth pure tone, but now that you are hiding from the Mengjia like this, I think it's too much!"

"It's over?" Huo Qinglong frowned, not quite understanding.

In the past few years together, and after knowing that Wang Feifei is a 'porter', Wang Feihui's weight in Huo Qinglong's heart is getting heavier and heavier, at this time, in the face of Wang Feifei's words, he is also patiently listening, otherwise if someone else talks about the marriage contract, he would have been unwilling to listen to it and resigned!

Seeing that Huo Qinglong's face was not very good, Wang Feiyu hurriedly said: "Senior brother, don't worry, please listen to me slowly! You think! There used to be a fifth pure tone, in order to avoid her misunderstanding, you can not see the dreamer, this is to avoid misunderstanding." But now that Chunyin has a marriage contract, Senior Brother Huo, you will not see the Dream Family like this, not to mention that the Dream Family is also a big family in your Heavenly Sealing City, and this is not good for internal harmony. ”

"It's not good, just let me get married?" Huo Qinglong's voice unconsciously rose.

"I'm not saying that I want you to get married, but even if you don't get married, there should be some communication. Even if the dreamer forced you a little for this marriage contract before, judging from the reaction on the eve of this dream now, the dreamer has already given up forcing you to make a decision. After a pause, seeing that Huo Qinglong was still willing to listen carefully, Wang Feifei continued: "As far as I know, since Senior Brother you said that you like the Fifth Pure Tone, the Mengjia has not bothered you anymore, Senior Brother, are you recalling your memories?" Wang Feifei said while recalling the information about Huo Qinglong's marriage contract that he got from Ye Qingchou.

"I-" Huo Qinglong subconsciously wanted to refute, but he froze.

Because he carefully recalled, it was:

After Huo Qinglong made a big fuss because he didn't want to be the master of marriage, saying that he didn't want to see the girl from the dream family, the dream family never let him see each other again. To be honest, after the Mengjia made a big fuss because of this when he was a child, even before he was in front of him, the marriage contract was just a side knock, and now the Mengjia girl doesn't know what Huo Qinglong is. Because he didn't want to hear anything about the girl, so neither the family nor the dreamer actually mentioned the girl too much, and when it came to the marriage contract, the family forced him to be better than the dreamer, but that is to say, it was just a matter of saying.

"Senior Brother Huo, don't embarrass normal interactions because of your opposition to the marriage contract, you seem to outsiders who don't know that the Dream Family is an enemy, but after all, they are your compatriots in Tianfeng City!"

"But, if I don't do that, how can I get them not to mention the marriage contract?!"

"Senior brother, I understand what you mean, but I will also say one more thing, you have overreacted like this! The most important thing for you now is to be calm now, senior brother, and not to mention anyone, I will choke or hide from anyone. What if you mention it? It's enough to do my own thing! Who really forcibly pushed the marriage contract after that incident, senior brother, no one, right?"

"Do you know that time when I was a child?" said Huo Qinglong, blushing unconsciously.

"Of course I know, senior brother, it's okay to cry, make trouble, and hang yourself when you're a child, and it's okay to choke people about the marriage contract casually, but when you grow up, it's not okay to be like when you were a child, after all, we're not the same as we were back then!"

Wang Fei's words made Huo Qinglong's face even redder: "Don't write my things into the novel." ”

"Of course not. ”

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