When Yun Zheng and Ge Qiuyan were in love, a monk wearing a bamboo hat was walking hard on the deserted Gobi. The north wind was sobbing. He was trudging against the wind, occasionally spitting out a mouthful of sand.
Dust, look at the seemingly endless wasteland in front of you, lower your head and continue moving forward.
The stick in his hand was already smooth and oily. It was his self-defense weapon and his crutch. He walked to a high slope and looked around. The sky was blue, there were no cattle or sheep, and there was only deathly silence.
Seeing that it was getting late, it was time to find a place to stay. It seemed that he couldn't find a place to stay tonight, so he found a loess cliff and took out a foldable shovel from his back. This was a gift from a friend.
With this thing, you don't have to carry a heavy shovel around all day long.
In a short time, he dug a cave that was large enough to accommodate him. The soil on the loess plateau is fine and sticky. Countless families live in such cave dwellings, which are said to be warm in winter and cool in summer. This is
A friend also told him a set of methods for surviving in the northwest. Monks are all empty of all five aggregates. But with such a friend, the monk never thought that it would cause any hindrance to his practice.
Traveling to Xixia is unpredictable. What kind of friend is it to leave alone with the troops before I recover from my illness? If I hadn't met the returning caravan, I wouldn't have known that this guy had inadvertently done such a deplorable thing.
He is the only one who can do such passionate things, behead a beast in a fit of rage, tear silk into pieces and sell them for a good price, right?
Light a fire at the entrance of the cave, take out a few dry biscuits and bake them on the fire. There is still a little bit of wine in the gourd behind. I sip it carefully and my whole body feels warm. It's a pity that such good wine is not available in Xixia.
No need to drink anymore.
Looking at the swaying flames and listening to the shrill howling of wolves, Wugou pulled up his robe. After the sun set, the world became even colder. Although there was a pile of fire in front of him, he still felt
Not much warmth.
Yunzheng sent the caravan back and took two hundred heroes to Longtan and Tiger's Den. Wugou didn't know what Yunzheng would encounter or what he would do. He always felt that this matter was extremely dangerous.
I don’t know if the Bliss Pill he took has any consequences. Is it true that it’s not a big problem at all as he said? Gao Tansheng was trying to scare him. Wugou always felt that it was inappropriate. A devil like Gao Tansheng
He will not do meaningless things, and the Maitreya religion in Nuoda cannot be maintained by just lies.
There was also some dried mutton. Wugou cut off a few pieces from it and chewed it slowly in his mouth. The mutton was very salty and I was reluctant to drink any more. I took the water hyacinth and raised my head to drink it, only to find that the water inside had formed.
Bing sighed, wrapped an old leather jacket around him, recited a sutra, thanked Zhou Tian Bodhisattva, added a lot of firewood to the firewood pile, then curled up in the sheepskin jacket and slowly fell asleep.
There is no moon in the sky, only stars...
Ge Qiuyan is living a very happy life these days. Yun Zheng is a very interesting person who can always make a boring thing very fun. Just like now, he and Princess Wei Ming are playing a simple game of hide and seek.
She had a great time playing. The blindfolded Princess Kai Ming's laughter was as sweet as a bell. She stretched her hands forward and clumsily scratched here and there. Yun Zheng, who was holding a book and reading, hid under a tree.
Behind the wooden pillar, he was reading some incomprehensible articles loudly, but he seemed to be very obsessed with it, shaking his head.
Princess Kai Ming followed the sound to catch Yun Zheng, but she bumped into a pillar. Yun Zheng went to the side and continued to read her book. Ge Qiuyan found that Kai Ming was peeking and did not remind her. As a result, Yun Zheng was killed by Wei Ming.
Ming hugged her tightly, her face flushed and she raised her hands high in the air. Wei Ming screamed and jumped up and down. The maids beside her also laughed.
Xixia is not as particular as the Song Dynasty. The admiration of men and women can be a good thing, but these are ineffective for the royal family. After Wei Ming was happy for a while, he asked Yun Zheng to prepare delicious food. This was a bet.
Yun Zheng always thought that Brother Ning Ling would come here to cause trouble in the past few days, but he didn't wait for him. According to Wei Ming, Brother Ning Ling was seriously injured. He can only lie on the bed now, and there is very little under Wei Lang's whip.
There are living people. This time I whipped Brother Ning Ling with mercy. I heard that Wei Lang could break the waist of a big green wolf with one whip. He was the most famous wolf guard leader in Xixia. I heard that his face was stabbed by someone else.
The person who was cut down from the front was alive, but his knife was broken.
Everyone likes to eat glutinous rice dumplings. The glutinous rice dumplings made by Yunzheng are about the size of fists. The anxious diners can’t wait for the glutinous rice dumplings to cool down, so they suck in the cool air and start chewing. Wei Ming is very impressed by Yunzheng’s endless delicacies.
She was envious and wished to have hands like Yun Zheng's. She once studied those hands. They were clean, slender, white, soft, and warm. They were more beautiful than her daughter's hands. Their fingers were slender, even less than her own.
thick.
"Kui Ming is also good. He can spin wool, roll felt, make boots, and cook leather. All these tasks require strength. How can he do these tasks if he has a pair of hands like mine?"
Do you know that this is the most endearing thing about you? In that palace, you may be the only noble lady who knows how to work. As long as you can work, you will never die of hunger. People who can work are the most beautiful. No.
Those who know how to work are just a pile of stinky meat waiting to rot."
Ge Qiuyan stared at Yun Zheng unblinkingly. Although the big man wearing an apron was a bit funny, he still looked so majestic. He picked up the knife like a general, making intensive chopping sounds.
, like a general's war drum...
There is no way to tell Yun Zheng these words. When I said it last time, he almost laughed to death. He said that this is simply an illusion, an illusion unique to women. Women at this time have no such thing as reason. Why?
How could she believe it, because she put all the best fantasies in her heart on the object of her fantasies.
Wei Ming is only a fifteen-year-old girl, and it is normal to have some fantasies. Ge Qiuyan is a twenty-year-old woman. This age is absolutely reasonable for the Song Dynasty. Generally, a twenty-year-old woman is already
She is the mother of two or three children. She is so beautiful that people ignore her age. However, this is also relative. The Xixia people have rough skin, which has been worn by the wind and sand. No matter they are men or women, their appearance is better than
Their actual ages are quite a bit older. When Ge Qiuyan and Kai Ming stand next to each other, it is impossible to tell who is older and who is younger.
Seeing that Ge Qiuyan was acting foolishly again, Yun Zheng couldn't help but smile bitterly. How could an old Jianghu make such a mistake? The only possibility was that it was caused by fear. She left the Central Plains she was familiar with and came to a completely unfamiliar world.
When force is not enough, as a woman, she has a strong desire to find someone she can rely on. Yun Zheng is even sure that once she returns to the Central Plains, this tough woman will immediately return to her true nature, and may even feel that she was weak in Xixia
It's a shameful behavior.
When others come to a foreign country, they are not only acclimated to the local environment, but also have an inexplicable sense of fear. Yun Zheng does not have this feeling. In his subconscious, he is still on the land of China. He has been to Ningxia countless times.
This land is too familiar to him. The only thing that has changed is the people here. The Helan Mountains in the distance, the deserts further away, and the Yellow River swamps further away all have only changes in size and greenness to him.
The cold wind blowing here made him feel at home.
Now I understand why I was so full that I risked the risk to come to Xixia. It turns out that deep down in my heart, I still want to find the shadow of the past, see familiar scenes, and dream of going back one day.
The camp of the commander of the Ma Bu Army is at the foot of Helan Mountain. Today, Helan Mountain is covered with black pine forests. It is said that there are also wild beasts such as tigers and leopards. Today is the fifteenth day, and there is no cloud in the sky. In the camp
A huge bonfire was lit, and the sergeants of Jiazi Camp and the wounded soldiers who had not returned home gathered around the bonfire and made loud noises. Whenever the moon was full, the Xixia people would sing, dance, drink, and wrestle around the bonfire.
This is their long-standing custom.
"The fifteenth moon has risen in the sky. Why are there no clouds next to it? I am waiting for the beautiful girl. Why haven't you come yet..."
This song is the most beautiful to sing on this occasion. Xixia people’s ballads are all passed down orally. I believe this song will soon become one of the most beautiful Xixia people’s ballads, because this song is very beautiful when sung in Xixia dialect...
Hearing this song, more and more Xixia warriors came over, so Yun Zheng taught Princess Kai Ming and Ge Qiuyan to sing this song over and over again, but sometimes they sang it in the language of the Song Dynasty, and sometimes they sang it in the language of the Song people.
Singing in the language of the Xixia people, the military field soon became a sea of songs.
Lang Lige held a crossbow arrow in his mouth and was quietly lurking in the grass. The crossbow string of the divine arm crossbow had been hung up. Now he only needed to wait until the terrifying man passed by before he could launch an attack.
Sun Qizhi was lurking opposite Langlige. The clothes Yunzheng made for them out of fishing nets were covered with dead branches and leaves, and the people lying there looked like two messy piles of dead grass.
The sound of heavy footsteps came, and Wei Lang took every step firmly and forcefully. At this time every day, he would go home along this path after making sure that the palace gate was closed. This was also Li Yuanhao's rule. Foreign ministers were not allowed to stay overnight.
Royal Palace.
Weilang never needed a large team of people to accompany him. He only had two brothers who crawled out from the dead like himself. This was more of a habit than a form of protection.
Wei Lang didn't like to talk, and his brother was used to his silence and didn't like to hear him talk, because when he spoke, he would make a hissing sound like a poisonous snake.
The moon is very bright tonight, so there is no need to light a lantern. Wei Lang likes to listen to the sound of his big feet stepping on dead leaves. Every time he crushes a dead leaf, a terrifying smile will appear on his face.
Lang Lige and Sun Qizhi knew who Weilang was and prepared to attack within the 20-step distance where the Divine Arm Crossbow was most confident. Within this distance, no one could escape the attack of the Divine Arm Crossbow. Another reason was
This place is too close to the palace. If the attack fails, it will be difficult to escape.
Wei Lang was very happy. He stepped forward and crushed a large dead leaf with a heavy foot. When he was about to raise his head to show off to his brothers, a chill suddenly appeared in his heart. He crossed his arms suddenly in front of his chest and abdomen.