After having a delicious meal at a larger restaurant in town, and resting for a few days, I started on the road to continue my journey. Just as I was leaving the restaurant to check out, I noticed with sharp eyes that there was a golden dart engraved on the cabinet behind the counter where the keys were kept.
Could it be that the sign on it belongs to Empress Qian? But it doesn’t seem like it, who is the mastermind behind this? In order to go on the road, I bought a brown pony, sat on it, looked at the unfamiliar environment, and thought of something.
The twists and turns on the road and my second brother not only made me sad. I looked up at the hazy sky, the vast emptiness, I was clearly close to the battlefield, I heard his voice and looked at his shadow, but I was captured. So close to the end of the world, sometimes we just have to
I saw the distance but never thought of the depth of the horizon.
The wind was blowing very hard, but the coldness of the past was gone. I saw the inn from a distance, and I happily rushed to the inn with my whip raised. When I walked in, I found that many carriages had stopped at the door of the inn, and there was a thick layer of powder.
The smell flows in the air.
When he was hesitant to dismount, the owner of the inn had already warmly welcomed him out, took the horse, and greeted: "Girl, you see this room is full. There is no place to stay within ten miles. Let me talk to those girls."
, let you squeeze in with them and see if it works."
"No, I'll just rest downstairs. How far is the military camp ahead?" The boss's enthusiasm made me a little repelled. Although it was quite tiring, it was better to be smart.
"Hey, the girl's accent is not from this place. It is somewhat similar to the accent of some military lords. She must be from the Imperial City." The boss handed the horse to Xiao'er. I quickly handed the boss some scraps of silver and told him to take the horse.
After feeding him some beans and good ingredients, he suddenly thought of something and asked him: "What is the surname of the general in the military camp?"
"Oh, my surname seems to be Ke, General Ke." The boss stroked his mustache and smiled, which made me feel uncomfortable.
"Did you remember correctly? How come the surname is Ke! Are there any other generals with the surname Ning?" His mind was buzzing, and he patted his head in annoyance, suddenly feeling weak all over his body.
"Ning? Oh, I remember, it's Prince Ning, haha, he is the military governor." The boss explained to me in a very professional manner.
I rolled my eyes at him, smiled, raised my sleeves and wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, and walked into the inn. I saw that it was colorful and beautiful, and it was filled with charming women with rich and colorful colors.
There is not much difference between the women in the Moulin Rouge and the women in the Moulin Rouge. The biggest difference is that their beauty is still far behind the girls in the Moulin Rouge.
Knowingly, he sat down in the corner next to him, quietly drank cold water and ate steamed buns, thinking about whether he was brave enough to walk alone at night.
"I heard that you are going to the military camp." asked a half-old lady, dressed in standard old madam attire.
I didn't want to pay attention to her question at all. I had encountered enough things along the way. Wasn't it just meeting Ning Yuanjue? It wasn't like going to the West to learn the scriptures, and I had to go through nine hundred and nine hundred and eleven difficulties.
"We are also going to the military camp, and you are also going to be recruited." Seeing that I didn't say anything, the madam shook her head and smiled. Her words made the other women chuckle. But, is it funny? Do you think her words are funny or am I funny?
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"Recruitment? What recruitment?" It seems that these women are definitely not good people. The military camp requires them to fight? To cook and light fires?
"Yes, with two taels of silver a day, how can you find such a good job! Those military masters are all so strong..." A woman in red smiled lewdly at the end.
It felt like I had swallowed a fly in my mouth, and I felt terribly uncomfortable. It turned out that they were military prostitutes, and it turns out that men also have normal physiological needs.
"I heard that General Ke Kongwu is powerful and extremely powerful. If you win his favor, it will be a blessing obtained in the previous life." Another woman continued to speak. As soon as the words came out, the other women laughed and called her a brat.
Slut, she said confidently: "What's the matter, I've had enough of the poor life. Why can those women who are born well wear gold and silver while I can only wear a wooden hairpin to throw potatoes and dig wild vegetables in the cold field!"
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"If you ask me, I like Governor Ning. He is handsome and has a good family background. Even being a concubine is worth it." A woman in purple said. When I mentioned him, my heart skipped a beat, and the air in my chest was filled with tears.
As if he had lost time, his body trembled slightly, he grabbed his clothes, and felt that his heart was being pinched severely.
"Oh, is he someone that ordinary people can step aside? Don't even look in the mirror. Governor Ning is so considerate to Yan Niang that it hurts to the core. I guess the imperial city will have to take Yan Niang back to become the princess...
..." Someone among the chattering women suddenly said something.
The strange thing is that when I heard this sentence, my heart felt surprisingly calm. Maybe it was because I was numb from the pain, or maybe I should have recognized certain facts long ago. The funny thing is, why are the tears bursting out of my eyes?
In this strange world, I choose the path forward at every fork in the road, pretending that I am never sad and overwhelmed, and I never have sadness on my eyebrows. In fact, in my heart, I don’t want to be controlled by others like this.
Live your whole life on earth.
I always hope that there will be someone who can see this ray of sadness in me, and even if he only leaves a drop of clear tears for me, it will not be in vain for me to suffer so much.
But maybe you are too persistent and make that person so perfect that you forget all the shortcomings. When you realize this, then, what should you do now?
Along the way, I walked and stopped, always believing that he was the station where I stopped. I once pretended to hollow out my heart and no longer had the feeling to touch the pain. I turned the suffering and sadness into smiles and buried them in the sand, muddy, but
No one noticed that the touch between my eyebrows could not be concealed...
Now, is it time to wake up from the dream? Back away, is there any way out?