Stretching out his sore arms and wrists, he walked to the camp with his eyes half-open, and the soldiers who passed along the way would pay attention to Yun Zhaoxing with respect, and they knew very well that this respect was different from before, not because of how fast his knife was, so it was very useful.

Swayed to the iron pot on the shelf in the morning, smelled the aroma tumbling inside, rubbed his hands, took the spoon and filled himself with a bowl of porridge with sliced meat, and leaned to the side of the bowl and gently sighed, tsk, this is called living.

Yun Zhao held the bowl in one hand, patted his knees on the other, and half-squinted his self-absorbed energy, but Chu Bafang was so busy that he was sweating profusely, and he was lying on the stretcher.

From choosing behavior, to eating and drinking, and becoming a big housekeeper, although this team is no better than just out of the city, there are few living people, but everyone who should be alive is alive, and this has to be done with caution.

The door of the pitch-black carriage had never been opened, and the figure in the black robe had only glanced at it from a distance when he left the city, but looking at the crossbowmen whose eyes had regained clarity and were eating, Yun Zhao estimated that there must be a lot of trouble when he touched the strange black robe.

With a few shouts from Chu Fatzi, the convoy quickly continued on the road in an orderly manner, for his command in the past few days, Huang Fuxuan did not interfere too much, and closed his mouth very tightly.

The second is that after the bloody battle on that rainy night, the people who survived have a little sympathy for each other, and it is not the friendship of comrades who have carried guns together among ordinary soldiers.

...

As the end of the trip approached, the convoy finally began to slowly get rid of the haze of the previous days, in the territory of Tang, similar to foreign invasion and attack, lanterns were not encountered a few times.

So in the past few days, Yun Zhao has been riding an iron pillar to support his chin and thinking about what kind of hurtful things Li Hongtang, a little woman, did in the Qianmu Grassland, so that the Mutuo clan would be crazy like this.

But in any case, there was finally some laughter and laughter between the carriages and horses, and the mood of the people in the line became more and more light.

During a camp to eat, Mu Luo stepped off the stretcher, and Yun Zhao finally saw one person in the three carriages that night except for Li Hongtang.

Looking at the sloppy scumbag of the pastor, with the only remaining left hand trembling into the mouth of the spoon, Rao is accustomed to life and death Yun Zhao felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but what was even more puzzling was that the pastoral commander was in a good mood, not allowing others to feed him, and his face was always full of smiles, which didn't look like a forced smile.

"Now you can finally be clean and pure, let it go, and really live for yourself. The young man who had been squatting beside Mu Lu and wearing a blue embroidered shirt said with a smile.

"Yes, after graduating from the Second Academy for so many years, I was in a daze, and I went around from the ghost gate before I realized what I wanted to do. A look of relief with a few detached pastoral expressions directly hooked the young man's neck, and the latter smiled helplessly.

Seeming to see the depression and incomprehension of the young man in front of him, Mu Lu explained with a smile: "This is my classmate when I was a student, Xi Che, graduated from the Sixth Imperial Academy. ”

The young man's brows furrowed even tighter when he heard this.

"Ahem, haven't you always been interested in cultivation, the Twelve Academies of the Tang Imperial Road?" asked the pastor tentatively.

The boy's head shook like a rattle.

"It's... Hey, you'll know later, this one, Xi Che, came out of the Sixth Courtyard, the kind that will be the way! But don't blame him, that night was not clumsy and forbearing, when he entered the original to take the young beast, he was seriously injured. ”

The boy quickly grabbed Xi Toku's cuffs with a look of enthusiasm.

Xi Che didn't see it, smiled and patted his hand holding him, and gently encouraged: "I sensed your knife that night, it was very sharp, you are very good, really." ”

Yun Zhao withdrew his hand with a satisfied face, tsk, so many people have seen their talent, and their cultivation attainments in the future will probably be as high as a few floors.

But what is the Twelve Courtyards of the Imperial Road?,Hey.,The name is very loud.,I like it.,I'll play with one in the future.。 Yun Zhao felt the breeze on his face, very satisfied, and very happy at the moment.

...

Looking at the scenery passing by quickly outside the window, Li Hongtang, whose face was not very good-looking, thought about his thoughts, and took the name of preparing a longevity ceremony for His Majesty, and came to the grassland with the worship of the house... Finally got this object, but lost so many lives in vain. And the one in the East Palace... Is this what you really want?

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scenery outside the window, his heart was full of eagerness and confusion for the future, and the two contradictory and conflicting emotions made the lord of Hongtang feel very bad, so Yun Zhao, who was smiling happily, was called to the carriage again.

After expressing strong indignation at some of the colleagues around him who were squeezing their eyebrows at him, Yun Zhao opened the door again.

Mu Lu and Xi Che looked at each other and smiled, thinking that they might be able to witness with their own eyes on this trip to the grassland, a story about talented and beautiful women that only exists in the mouths of storytellers in the market.

...

Yun Zhao patted the grass clippings, smiled and saluted, and saw that Li Hongtang didn't pay attention to him, still looking out the window in a daze, bored, and looked around.

"You want to practice?"

"Your Highness, I think about it in my dreams. ”

"Cultivation, is it good?" seemed to realize that his sentence was a little redundant, and immediately changed his words: "Practice, for what to get?"

"It turned out to be a better life," paused, and a familiar face appeared in his mind. "Now, I'm not just living for myself, so I want to be strong and make sure I can live a little longer. ”

Li Hongtang was silent for a moment, and hooked the corners of his mouth: "I originally thought that you would say that you would serve the Tang Dynasty and set up a heart for the people of the world to talk like this, but I didn't expect you to be quite sincere." ”

The smile on Yun Zhao's face stiffened slightly, and he bowed down and said: "Chengping has a self-deprecating local saying, which is what he says, poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people, and he is the last pawn, and the poor people have no spare time to worry about the world's major affairs, and they just want to live, what do you say, Your Highness?"

Li Hongtang looked back at the young man, thought for a moment, and continued to look at the scenery outside the window.

"The path of cultivation is very lonely, just like this way home, I am homesick. ”

"Your Highness, sometimes home is not a place, it is a period of time, it will be better to get out of the carriage and talk more. ”

"What do you think the people outside the car are going to do other than kneel down to me?"

"Your Highness, didn't I talk to you quite well?"

"Poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people, what he said is true. ”

“......”

After a bump, the carriage turned into Fengyi Road, which is the point of contact for the right Wuwei people to receive the county lord into the military town, and it is also the most beautiful mountain road in the eastern territory of the Tang Dynasty, a place where wild flowers bloom.

Li Hongtang looked at the purple and red that kept reflecting his eyes, and his mood slowly became happy, pointing out the window and smiling: "This is what Li Jin's bastard boy said about the beauty of the world, Feng Yi has three points, but that's it." ”

Yun Zhao looked at Li Hongtang in front of him, because he was holding on to the window sill, so the collar on his chest was wrinkled high. The young man tiptoed, took a long breath and continued: "This is the real picturesque!"

Chu Bafang was helping the shepherd to get on the horse, according to this guy, if he couldn't ride a horse, he didn't count as a Tang army, insisted on getting on the horse, and also deeply despised Xi Che who was in the carriage all day.

Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder from behind, and when he turned around, he found that it was Yun Zhao, but this guy was flushed, and what kind of road was the spring breeze proud?

With a suspicious look on the young man who begged for a pot of rice wine from him, he laughed heartily while snorting, as if he was drinking old wine.

This kid can't be a fool and a drunken man, right?

...

Although Yun Zhao looked down on Li Huaide when he was a child, he held a few broken pages of books all day long, sitting upright on the threshold and reading, but once he was idle and looked behind him, and saw that a sentence was extremely wonderful, so he secretly wrote it down.

Only the beautiful person should not be abrupt, and the only good wine should not be wasted.