Heaven-Defying Rise

In the early morning, the master and servant woke up, and began to organize luggage with the slightly luminous morning light. Occasionally there were disputes, and more often silent.

Ning Que took a long time on the outside of the house, took out a long bag, took out the bow and arrow in the bag to carefully check for a long time, confirmed that there was no problem and handed it out. The parcel, took out three rusty rusty rusty straight knife from the fence. Ning Que took it to wipe it a few times, and looked at the front of Chaoyang. Tied tied to the back.

He took out a black umbrella from behind the door and tied it to Sang Sang's back with the remaining last -end -cut grass rope. I don't know what material was made of this black umbrella. The black oil is not reflective, and it looks a little heavy. And this umbrella can see a lot. Even if it is tightly tied, it is almost dangling to the ground on the thin and short body of Sang Sang.

The preparations for the long distance, Ning Que and Sang Sang crossed the tattered fence wall one after the other. The two looked back at the small Qingshiping and the small broken cottage, and Sangsang looked up at his Lower jaw, asked: "Master, do you want to lock the door?"

"No lock." Ning Que was slightly silent and said, "In the future ... maybe it is difficult for us to come back again."

Wrap the iron and wooden wheels to crush the soft mud, the car's car slowly set off and drove outside Weicheng. Five soft cars in front and rear can attract eye -catching at any time on the border. There are really many people who send them to the road today, but the focus they care about is not the nobleman's horse team, but the teenager and young maid sitting on the first carriage. From time to time, there are cooked eggs. The black -red big sister wiped the dirty handkerchief and wiped her eyes and cried something.

"Ning Que you, the dead embryo of virtue, how good the nephew in my family is, you will not let Sangsang marry him. Well, you want such a girl to follow you who eat people who eat people and not vomit bones! Tell you, you have to optimize my Sang Sang! "

Ning Que, who was sitting on the car, was extremely ugly, and replied: "Aunt, you start to mention relatives when Sang Sang was eight years old.

After a few smiles with a smile, the sky suddenly became drizzle, as if the rainy shreds that were thinner than the line were sprinkled on people's body. Some people who sent off were left. The family members were busy saying goodbye to Ning Que, and to calculate the final debt problem with him. The crowd was endless.

The most exquisite carriage curtain in the rear opened a corner. The proud and indifferent niece poked out and looked at it, and the beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but frowned.

Just in front of the small border city of the team, Ning Que stood up from the carriage and paid a gift to Sixou.

The teenager was carrying three old knives back, standing in the rain, and he suddenly gave birth to a little strong breath.

"Children, big sister, big sister -in -law, do n't say much about your gratitude."

After saying this, he opened his arms in the rain, clenched his fists and separated up, showing his not strong pectoral muscles and arms, put on a special silly. I can't get back, I won't come back! ""

As soon as this statement falls, it is like Mr. Sae Book fell into the kick -off wood, and like a bloody people fell into dust, the people next to the Tao screamed in unison.

In the only tavern in Weicheng, Ma Shixiang and several relative school captains are drinking. Noble people don't want them to send each other. They are too lazy to send Ning Que's kid, but they clearly see the scene in front of them. The words that Ning Que stood on the carriage couldn't help sighing: "If you can't get back, you won't come back? Then this muddy boy, it seems really difficult to come back again."

Ma Shixiang next to the wine table was thinking about the short words that Ning Que said to himself late yesterday. He couldn't help but stroke the flower beard, feeling old and comforted, looking at the carriage gradually driving out of the city cave, laughing and whispering softly Said: "It's better not to come back, you are a bad virtue, go and harm the outside world."

Far away from Weicheng, it is naturally far from the grassland. It is troubled by the barbarian tribe and the new Shanyan spring drought. It does not affect it. The spring breeze is green and the grass leaves are dyed and the wheels and horseshoe. Chase.

The horse is between the meadow and the hills. The soft cable is sometimes tight as iron and slightly lover. The scene of the rapidly behind the window may be the north where the yellow sand dances with the wind at this time. The facial expression looks a bit stiff, but the eyes are full of expectations and eagerness to the unknown future.

A little boy in a luxurious and light fur in the carriage was hugging her calf and longing for her face, and her mouth murmured with a few words of Central Plains, as if she wanted to go out to play.

The maid turned her head to severely reprimand the little boy, and then responded to the gentleness, holding him into his arms, and rubbing his head spoiled.

The curtain was lifted by the wind, and the spring breeze was not as soft as the tender cheeks. The maid squinted at the front of the team, and her face was not very good.

The relatively humble carriage in front of the front was sitting on the young army named Ning Que on the front of the car. Seeing that he kept shaking and nodding, it seemed to be asleep. As a result, most of the time I was dozing, no matter how I look at it, I can't talk about it.

The reason for the cold expression of the niece is not because of this, but because of a detail in the picture she sees.

Ning Que did not fall asleep on the car, and it seemed that it might be dropped from the Mercedes -Benz carriage at any time, so the little maid Sang Sang was always alert to stay next to him, and supported him with his thin and short body. Unclear, but she can feel that she is very hard.

At this moment, the team crushed a very shallow Caoxi, and Ning Que was awakened. He rubbed his eyes and glanced at the sky. , Said the team to stop and prepare to camp.

When I woke up, I watched it. It seemed a bit irresponsible and noisy, but no one in the team had objections about his arrangements.

It has been a few days after leaving Weicheng, and every decision made by the teenager along the way has been proven to be correct afterwards. Whether it is from path selection, camp selection, safety defense, water consumption, it is easy to escape from all angles, you can choose not to pick all angles. What is the problem, what is even more amazing is that the speed of the team is quite fast.

The dozen barbaric horse thieves that nobles in the grassland originally looked down on Weicheng's border troops, but now they only admire the guidance of the young army.

On the banks of the stream, people were silently digging the soil stoves and picked the water. The maid walked off the key carriage that was protected by the key protection and looked at the grass on the grass like a outing. Looking at the black and thin maid who was struggling to pick up the water holder to pick up the firewood, the frowning frowned became more powerful.

There was a powerful guard of the name Kong Wu standing next to him. After looking at her, she shook her head and motioned to follow the cooked smoke along the bank.

She admits that this young man named Ning Que is indeed a bit durable. He is much stronger than those who think that Junjie who thinks he is Junjie. If he is really a son of Changan, then it may make her give birth to a little appreciation. However, after all, he was just a rough young boy at the bottom, but so squeezed the young girl who should be together with Gan's suffering, and unknowingly touched her mood, which made her extremely unwilling.

Walking to the little maid Sang Sang, the maid smiled gently at her, motioned to the other party to put down the heavy firewood in her hand and talk to herself.

Sang Sang Xiangning glanced at it, and when he nodded, he walked over. Qingxiu's niece pulled out a handkerchief from her waist, but Sang Sang shook her head -did so many hard work, and the little maid's forehead did not exudes a grain of sweat.

At this time, Ning Que finally got up from the meadow, squeezed the grass crumbs on his body, wiped off the green grass juice outside the cotton shirt, and smiled at hand.

The niece didn't turn to look at him, and said faintly, "I don't like you, so you don't need to set it almost. People like you look childish on the surface, and be gentle and gratifying. In fact, the bones are full Feeling, disgusting. "

There is no emotional tone, and the mandibular lift slightly raised slightly without deliberately opened the distance, but naturally revealed a highly expensive spirit, as a personal maid who served the His Royal Highness of the Tang Dynasty. Officials can be atmospheric, not to mention a small role like Ning Que.

Ning Que shook his head with a smile and turned to the stove on the stream.

He has only one little maid, and noble people have countless niece. The only little maid was pulled away by countless niece of noble maids. The nobles and other people were served, but he had to burn firewood and cook water by himself.

It may be because the border is too big to make his face thick, and he can't see any embarrassment in his smile.

When the sunset will be Shen Zhi, Sang Sang walked back with a lot of snacks like milk. Ning Que was holding the bowl of meat porridge in a daze in pain. After seeing it, he picked it up politely, and then stuffed it in his mouth desperately.

"Why do she like to chat with you so much? I don't want to think that I haven't eaten a serious meal for a few days ... This kind of noble people's cheap sympathy, sometimes it is really not a place. The little girl's wolf -like mother -in -law thinks that she is gentle and decent, and fakes than the water -mixed wine sold in Weicheng's tavern. "

"She is good." Sang Sang picked up the porridge beside him, lifted the curtain to leave and do it again, but was shouted by him.

"What have you talked about these days?" Ning Que asked.

Sang Sang frowned with his eyebrows and recalled very hard for a long time, and replied: "It seems ... do you know that I don't love to talk ... most of the time she is talking about the grassland, but I also forget What did she say "?"

Hearing this sentence, Ning Que's mood suddenly became a lot better. Gently humming the small tone, chewing the well -tuned milk, and said, "I will talk to you in the future, remember to collect money from her, or get more money to get more Some of these dried milk is good. "

Enter the night.

Sangsang used streams to extinguish the stove fire. After careful confirmation, dragged the hot bucket and walked towards the small tent. People on the stream slope looked at this scene and knew that this was the little maid to prepare to wash their foot water for Ning Que. I don't know how much People also showed a disdainful expression.

This contempt is of course to Ning Que.

After washing your feet, Ning Que drilled into the wool mattress, and then took the small feet of the ice -ice feet that extended over the opposite side into his arms. "" "

Sang Sang was much tired than him during the day, and he fell asleep deeply.

Ning Que did not know when he opened his eyes again. His eyes seemed to penetrate the tent that made up a lot of scars, fell on the starry sky, and fell on a handkerchief.

Recalling the cinnamon handkerchief that the niece was pulled out, he knew that his guess was right, but he didn't know what would be the use of himself even if he guessed.