"Young man, please stay!" a delicate voice sounded.

Han Tongwen grabbed the reins and looked back, the old housekeeper was helping a young girl to get out of the carriage, and the graceful curve of the back alone made people infinitely reverie. After the girl got out of the carriage, she showed a beautiful face, there was a banshee and Li, Pei Hui Xiangshui Mei, Shui Meilan Du Fang, who will be sent.

The rhinoceros has bright teeth, the double moth has green eyebrows, the red face is like a lotus, the plain skin is like coagulated fat, and it is easy to be in a more relaxed state, light and not self-sustaining. Han Tongwen thinks it is very suitable for this poem, this is definitely a face that captivates the country and the city.

"What's the matter with the girl?" Han Tongwen noticed that it was a little rude for him to stare at others, so he asked

"My name is Wang Muyue, thank you Gongzi for saving me" Wang Muyue learned from the people of the rivers and lakes to make a lame fist salute

Han Tongwen laughed, and had a little more affection for the woman in front of him, "Does the girl want to fight me to the death?"

"Ah" Wang Muyue was taken aback

"This fist hug is very exquisite. The left palm and the right fist are the meaning of a battle of life and death, and the left fist and the right palm are the meaning of fighting, isn't the girl going to fight with me for life and death?" Han Tongwen deliberately wanted to tease Wang Muyue.

"I think martial artists are like this, so I also learned to come" Wang Muyue stuck out her tongue and had infinite charm

"Just kidding, when the road is uneven, I don't need to thank you, don't say goodbye"

"Childe wait!"

"What's ......?"

"My servants are all dead, the road is so dangerous, I want to ask Gongzi to be my guard, you just need to protect Tongzhou!" Wang Muyue said

Han Tongwen thought about it, he just needed to pass through Tongzhou to go to Chang'an, and it was also a smooth way, "Okay, but the price of hiring me is not low" Han Tongwen said with a smile

"Too much I can't afford it"

"Fifty taels is not expensive, right?" Han Tongwen thought about where he would definitely have money in the future, and now he has the opportunity to make some money

"Deal, your hands are bleeding, I'll bandage you," Wang Muyue said softly

Only then did Han Tongwen notice that the wound on his hand was accidentally ruptured during the fight just now, and it was now full of blood. Without waiting for Han Tongwen to refuse, Wang Muyue walked over and tore off a piece of silk from her clothes.

"Uncle Wang, go and bury those people."

"Yes Miss!"

Han Tongwen dismounted, "These are all old injuries, it will be fine in a while, don't work girl"

"You are my guard now, shouldn't you care about it" Wang Muyue grabbed Han Tongwen's hand and bandaged it carefully

Han Tongwen felt a warm current in his heart, if he had such a gentle and lively girl in his previous life, he would not have even fallen in love, thinking of this, Han Tongwen's face blushed.

"Okay...... Wang Muyue said happily

Han Tongwen came to his senses at this time, and looked at the rice dumplings wrapped around his hands with helplessness...... "It's good, except for the wounds, all the other places are bandaged."

"Ah...... This is the first time...... Wang Muyue smiled apologetically, "Then you teach me"

"First of all, you wipe the blood clean" Han Tongwen couldn't untie the knot tied by Wang Muyue, it turned out to be a dead knot......

"Look!" Han Tongwen tore off a clean linen cloth from his shirt and gently wrapped it around the wound, "Wrapping it too tightly will not be conducive to wound recovery!"

Wang Muyue always gives people a feeling of wanting to be pampered and cared for, which is why he is willing to be his guard. Riding a horse and walking beside the carriage, Wang Muyue pushed open the carriage window

"What a beautiful hole flute"

Han Tongwen touched the green flute pinned to his waist, "This flute, it was given to me by a friend of mine."

"Do you know how to play music?" asked Wang Muyue

"A little bit of it"

"Then can you blow it to me?" Wang Muyue was excited, it is definitely a great thing to know music and rhythm in this era.

"Do you think I can blow like this?" Han Tongwen shook his hand

"Oh, I'm sorry," Wang Muyue stuck out her tongue

Han Tongwen smiled, eccentric, and couldn't afford to have a trace of reproach at all.

Xizhou is in the midst of war, and it is not very peaceful, I have seen too many corpses and dry bones along the way, and even some new corpses are coaxed by birds and beasts to eat, and then fly up the branches with human intestines. Han Tongwen's heart is extremely heavy, this tragic situation is not caused by birds and beasts, war is the original sin of everything. Wang Muyue has vomited several times, and the old housekeeper is better, but he is also pale when he is used to living a peaceful life.

"Last year, we fought Beihe, and this year we fought Xizhou.

Wash the soldiers and support the waves of the sea, and let the horses and grass in the snow of the Tianshan Mountains.

The Long March of 10,000 miles, the three armies are aging.

The barbarians used killing as farming, and in ancient times, only white bones and yellow sand fields were seen.

The Qin family built a city to avoid Hu, and the Han family still had beacons.

The beacon fire is endless, and the battle is endless.

Died in field fighting, and the trumpet of the defeated horse sounded to the heavens.

The black kite pecks at people's intestines and flies on the dead branches.

The soldiers are reckless, and the generals are empty.

But the one who knows the soldier is a murder weapon, and the saint has no choice but to use it. ”

"Han Gongzi, my father said that this is the pattern of this continent, and the war never stops. The soldiers are reckless, and the generals are empty. But the one who knows the soldier is a murder weapon, and the saint has no choice but to use it. Everyone understands the truth, I, the people of the Tang Dynasty, have always advocated peace, but we are surrounded by enemies, and we cannot afford not to work hard. In the past Eight Kings Rebellion, five nonsense chaos, my Han people are regarded as two-legged sheep, cooking in the same pot with livestock, almost extinct, you don't hear about the Han family, Shandong 200 states, thousands of villages and thorns. My father talked about it a lot

In order to avoid the Yongjia Rebellion, the tragic situation of the sinking of Shenzhou reappeared, so I Datang had the policy of hiding soldiers in the people and all the people were soldiers, and my Datang literati also continued to work hard to spread the fire of Datang civilization everywhere. If my iron-blooded Datang can't use the thousand-year-old culture to influence the Siyi, then I believe that our iron-blooded armor will one day calm down this troubled world. "Wang Muyue was also born to everyone, and she knows a little about it.

"Ling Zun is high!" Even Han Tongwen had to admire Wang Muyue's father's insight.

Han Tongwen's martial arts attainments also surprised Steward Wang and Wang Muyue, they have not never seen a martial artist, and even there are martial artists in their family, but Han Tongwen has always behaved differently from ordinary martial artists, and every time he easily knocked down the Great Xia soldiers, his chic posture and the warm smiling face have unconsciously engraved into Wang Muyue's eyes. Relying on Xiao Wuxianggong's internal strength, he is enough that even an ordinary martial artist is not his opponent, and there is no danger along the way, but Han Tongwen also found some problems, these Great Xia soldiers don't seem to be all chance encounters,

There are some who seem to have come specifically for Wang Muyue, and the people who came are getting stronger and stronger, until the martial artist who was defeated just now, this is already the sixth wave of the squad with martial artists. There are also thirteen waves of ordinary soldiers, and Han Tongwen did not kill those ordinary soldiers, but just let them cut off their fingers, and after defeating the six waves of squads with martial artists, the finger-severing mad demons have become famous in Xizhou.

"I think you guys should tell me something I should know."

"What's the matter, are you scared?" Wang Muyue's face turned cold

Looking at Wang Muyue, who suddenly changed her face, Han Tongwen felt a sense of loss in his heart: "Fear will not appear in my life, I just don't want to be taken as a fool"

"I am the only daughter of Wang Tai, the assassin of Tongzhou, and the soldiers of Daxia are coming to the city of Tongzhou, and they want to arrest me to blackmail my father" Wang Muyue's tone was cold, "There will be stronger people next, if you don't want to die, then let's go"

"Since I said that I will send you to Tongzhou, then I will not leave, I hate to give up halfway"

Wang Muyue looked at Han Tongwen, although he still had a gentle smile on his face, but it seemed to be a little different from before, and he had already brought a hint of unfamiliarity "Han Gongzi"

"Don't say it, let's not go through Tongzhou when we get to it" After speaking, Han Tongwen moved forward to explore the way.

It was almost time to reach Tongzhou, and General Manager Wang was very familiar with this generation, and found some small roads to avoid many patrolling Daxia soldiers. At night, Han Tongwen fed the horses enough fodder as usual and turned over a big tree, leaning his back on the trunk and looking at the golden full moon in mid-air. Wang Muyue leaned on the carriage and looked at Han Tongwen under the moon, she regretted the cold words she said, but it was difficult to apologize, and it was a little difficult to put the mask back on once she took it off.

"I, Wang Muyue, would have regrets?" Wang Muyue laughed at herself. Touching the scene, Han Tongwen chanted this poem.