Twenty-five Histories · Kuma Luotian

Murong Fu opened his eyes and looked at the top of the tent, he heard the neighing sound of horses outside the tent fluttering up and down, he couldn't help but sighed in a low voice.

All the way back from the battlefield, he adjusted his breath with luck.Ordinarily, the poisonous blood from the wound has been sucked out, so it is not a serious problem. His internal strength is supposed to recover quickly, but for some reason, no matter whether he is on the back of a horse or sitting in the meditation tent, he just can't calm down, his heart is in a mess, and he has adjusted his breath for several times. An hour later, he was still dizzy and his pulse was chaotic.

Murong Fu couldn't help it, he knew that the din was the Liao army returning to camp after victory, he might as well put aside his thoughts and go to have a look first.Fang Piyi stood up, suddenly the tent door was opened, and two soldiers came in with food boxes in their hands, and bowed to salute.Before he could report, Murong Fu's eyes were sharp, but when he saw the guards, outside the tent door, there was a bearded man who was peeking at the tent, rubbing his hands, pacing back and forth, it was Yelvge; There was a sneer, nodded to the two soldiers, and then greeted softly: "General Yelu, do you have anything to say, why don't you come in?"

Hearing his call, Yelvge's swarthy face turned red, and he walked into the tent rubbing his big hands, smiled and opened his mouth, as if he didn't know how to speak for a while.

Murong Fu had already guessed his intention of coming, he secretly smiled in his heart, and said: "General..."

After saying two words, Yeluge seemed to have made up his mind, interrupted him suddenly, and said loudly: "Mr. Murong, I'm a rough man, I can't speak. I just always see you as a Southern barbarian, so I'm confused I can't live with you. I didn't expect you to work so hard for us to fight the war. It was all my fault before, and I'm here to make amends to you!" After speaking in one breath, he fell back and bowed.

Murong Fu hastily linked his hands together, and said: "General, please get up!" Yeluge only felt a slight support on his arm, it didn't seem to have any weight, but he couldn't help but followed him and stood up, only to hear Murong Fu smile Said: "General Yelu is on a mission. You and I have a little dispute, which started from the war. It is the general's loyalty to the country. Don't you know? What's more, I have a friendship with Brother Xiao, and his subordinates are like my own brothers. Ordinarily, the general takes it seriously, but who is he next to him!"

Yeluge grinned when he heard this, and said happily: "I knew it, our king's friend is really happy enough! Mr. Murong, you should rest well, and when we have a celebration banquet, the brothers will offer you three big bowls together!" In a blink of an eye Glancing at the two guards, he quickly cupped his fists and said, "I won't bother you anymore. Farewell! Farewell!"

Murong Fu sent them off with a smile, seeing Yeluge leaving the tent happily, he let out a low breath, turned around and said: "You two have been waiting for a long time, what is this?"

The soldier hurriedly said: "Don't dare. The two of us are bringing dinner for the young master. This is the tonic used by our Khitan people. The young master is injured, please use some."

This is from that day when Xiao Feng saw Murong Fu's picnic skills, he refused to let him eat alone, if he didn't ask him to come with him, he specially sent his own soldiers to bring them here.Although Murong Fu was getting used to it, when he heard it now, he still couldn't help his face getting slightly hot, he lowered his head and coughed lightly, and said: "So, Duo Cheng..." He opened the lid of the box while speaking, unexpectedly A smelly, smelly, hot, and choking breath rushed straight to the nose, and the two words of politeness below were actually suppressed abruptly.

Although Liao has been established for a long time, it is a barbaric state on the frontier. The customs of food and drink cannot be compared with that of China, and even the habit of drinking blood has not been completely removed.At that time, Su Zhe, a minister of the Song Dynasty, had a poem that said, "Cooking snow in spring beams will make you feel full? Shoot rabbits and shoot deer to praise the strong men." The diet of Gailiao people is mainly meat, followed by grain. "Cooking pork with broiled stock, using the remaining meat and Qi vegetables, pounding them into a mortar and eroding them, is commonplace." For example, edible food is also "cooked with meat and rice", not only half-cooked rice and noodles, but also "soaked with Raw dog blood and garlic".Even though Xiao Feng is ranked as a prince, the banquet is nothing more than putting various kinds of raw onions, garlic and leeks on the meat.

But right now, what the two guards sent was two big bowls of hot milk porridge, the porridge was browned, and it was poured with fresh crispy oil.In the eyes of the Liao people, this raw oil is the best tonic. According to historical records, after the queen gave birth, she had to "serve half a cup of crisp apricot oil". tonic.

However, as the saying goes, my bear's paw is his poison.The people of Liao had good intentions, but how could Murong Fu bear it?He grew up in the south of the Yangtze River and has a light taste. Since he was a child, he doesn't like meat, fishy and greasy food.Since arriving in the Liao territory, I am not used to eating, but although I don't like it, I eat it normally, but I still can't avoid eating more rice and noodles and less meat.What's more, he was injured at this time, and the smell of mutton rushed up, which was no less than that of the deadly arrow poison. His face turned pale immediately, and he felt a sharp knife stabbing his throat in his abdomen, almost killing him on the spot. Vomiting; trying to calm down, I saw that the two Liao soldiers were still staring at him eagerly, but they couldn't speak for a while, and couldn't speak.He just shook his head slightly, pointed at the food box and waved his hand, motioning for the two of them to take it away.

The two Liao soldiers were very confused, they didn't know why he didn't use it, they looked at each other, and cautiously persuaded together: "Young Master Murong... Well, you were injured just now, you can't do without food. If Your Majesty knows, I can't afford to wait .”

Murong Fu's chest and abdomen were churning up and down, and he stood up straight with great determination. Hearing what the little soldier said, he knew that the two of them would not dare to leave. Squeezing it down, he said with a slight smile: "I feel a little uncomfortable, I just want to use it for a while. Since the two of you are inconvenient, and stay for now, please thank King Xiao for me."

If a careful person was around, I'm afraid he could see that his lips were bloodless and trembling slightly when he said these words, but these two soldiers didn't care so much, seeing that he promised to eat, they immediately felt relieved , Responding: "Yes, yes. Resign, little one." While saluting, he exited the tent.

Murong Fu supported the table with one hand, and when he heard the footsteps of the two soldiers more than ten feet away, he raised the lid of the food box and pushed it to the corner of the table. Then he let out a long breath, and his knees softened , already fell down on the couch.When he just helped Yeluge, he exerted all his strength, and he never had a chance to adjust his breath. At this moment, he only felt his eyes were dark, his throat was hot, the wound on his neck was throbbing, and he just wanted to retch.It's just that it has become a habit to exercise strict self-control.Even though he was alone, he refused to lose his composure, suppressed the burning heat in his chest, half leaned half on the couch, closed his eyes and calmed down, after an unknown amount of time, he gradually felt his body was heavy, and fell asleep in a daze.

In the dream, I suddenly felt heat on my wrist, which was actually the warmth of the human body. I was startled and woke up immediately.With his kung fu, even if he is injured and uncomfortable, who can get close to him?He opened his eyes hastily, but saw the candlelight flickering on the desk, reflecting a tall figure sitting on the side of the couch, with one hand on his wrist, the wind and frost all over his body still lingering, but who is it not Xiao Feng?

Seeing Xiao Feng's expression, Murong Fu's heart skipped a beat for no reason, he forced a smile and said: "When did brother come? Why didn't you call me?" He straightened up and wanted to sit up.

Xiao Feng let go of his wrist, put his big hand on his uninjured shoulder, pressed lightly, and if he inadvertently slowed down Murong Fu's hasty movement, he asked casually: "Murong, you Haven't eaten yet?"

Murong Fu was embarrassed immediately, he definitely refused to admit that he was the one who vomited, but this lie is really hard to make up, he was speechless for a while, Xiao Feng stood up and smiled, "I'm still hungry, why don't we just use it together."

Murong Fu sat upright, straightened his clothes, replied with a faint smile: "Brother has a heart, he should accompany you." But his heart was in chaos, he secretly made up his mind, even if this time he really believed in medicine, he must bear it Swallow it forcibly, and you must not show your signs again, making him look down upon.It's just that when he thought of the terrible smell of meat oil, he still couldn't help turning pale, and his brows furrowed unconsciously.

Xiao Feng caught a glimpse of his appearance, couldn't help smiling silently, just pretending not to see him, raised his hand to take a wooden plate, and handed it to him.

Murong Fu had seen clearly the grilled mutton on the plate earlier, he couldn't help but held his breath.However, when he took the hand, there was a warm fragrance in his nose suddenly, and he didn't smell the mutton smell at all, and there was no oily smell, only the hot aroma, with a touch of spicy, but very mellow, It was not pungent, and I was surprised immediately, and gave a slight snort.

Xiao Feng smiled and said: "My virtuous brother, why don't you do it, this skill is not bad?"

Murong Fu's face became hot, he hastily raised the chopsticks and tore a piece into his mouth, it was mellow and slightly spicy, but not greasy, even though he had opened up all seven orifices in a cooking dish, he could tell that it was sprinkled with strong wine It is smoked and roasted on the meat. Although it is not complicated, it is really hard.Suddenly recalling Xiao Feng's words just now, he raised his head in surprise, saw the candlelight flickering, reflecting the four-clawed golden dragon on Xiao Feng's royal robe, and asked in a voiceless voice: "Brother, you... how could you..."

Xiao Feng pretended not to know what he meant, he just smiled and said: "Did you forget that I used to be a beggar!"

Murong Fu lowered his head silently; when he was about to say thank you, his thank you was too blunt, when he was about to say please, his invitation was too calm.This is the second time that he knows Xiao Feng himself, even though he can speak well, he still can't speak a single word.

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The first battle of Luju River was earth-shattering, and more than [-] people were taken as prisoners, and countless horses and weapons were seized.For several days after the war, the Liao army was cleaning up the battlefield, checking one by one, and it was extremely busy.

Xiao Feng took the lead in the battlefield, but he has no experience in this kind of government affairs, he felt very uncomfortable, so he handed over all of them to the commanders under his command to take care of them.The generals have been on the battlefield for a long time, and they are orderly, so they don't need him, the coach, to worry about it.Murong Fu's trauma was not serious at first, after three or four days of recuperation, he has gradually stopped talking.Therefore, these few days have been the most leisurely period for the two of them since the start of the war.

That day, the two stood side by side outside the tent of the Chinese army, watching a group of Liao soldiers lead the captured war horses, marking each horse as belonging to a certain unit and a certain battalion; Which horse runs fast and has enough stamina, mixed with the neighing of the horse resounding throughout the area, it is very lively.

Xiao Feng knew that Murong Fu had lost his mount, he had been paying special attention to finding another good horse for him.Just as he was watching, suddenly there were several long horse neighs from the northeast direction, followed by a rush of hoofbeats like the wind, but it did not come from the barracks.

All the Liao soldiers turned their heads and saw long manes fluttering beside the camp, and a group of wild horses came running at some time.The horses at the head were more than ten feet high, and their fur glistened in the autumn sun, showing clear and strong muscle lines. When the wind stood up, they were set off by the blue sky behind them like splashed ink paintings.It turned out that winter was approaching, and the cold was getting worse day by day, especially when the heavy rain washed away most of the grassland, only the Liao army stationed still delineated a piece of land with lush vegetation.The herd of wild horses could hardly survive, so they boldly ran to the army's garrison to grab food.

Hundreds of horses from the Liao army were also grazing outside the camp, separated from the herd of wild horses by tens of feet, they were at peace with each other.All of a sudden, a ray of snow leaped out of a herd of wild horses like a white light, but it was a pure white white horse. The distance of tens of feet was not far, but it was not close, but the white horse was really fast. Surprisingly, in the blink of an eye, white light flashed by, and he jumped into the army horses, kicking and biting wildly.The well-trained army horses were caught off guard, neighing in shock, and ran away one after another; but the white horse lowered its head and plucked a few mouthfuls of hay with relish. Seeing the frightened army horses gathering back, it lifted its hind legs and jumped out He made a circle, ran back to his herd of horses, looked at this side and neighed, as if he was very proud of his prank.

All the Liao soldiers looked at it angrily and amusedly, thinking that if the soldiers and horses could talk, they must be yelling together at this moment.Immediately, two Liao soldiers picked up the horse poles and went up to them.After a while, the white horse did the same trick again, and jumped into the army and horses to rob.

The Liao people grew up with horses, and they have been very proficient at harnessing horses since they were young. Especially these two soldiers are very good at capturing horses with rods in daily competitions.At this time, the two cooperated, one took the neck of the horse, and the other took the hind legs, it was expected that the white horse would be difficult to escape.Unexpectedly, the horse kept rushing forward, but didn't stop and slow down. Seeing the long rope loop approaching, it lowered its head, raised its hind legs, and jumped flatly from the gap of several feet between the upper and lower rope loops. over!After touching the ground with his fore hoof, he jumped into the air suddenly, jumped up about Zhang Xu, and jumped over the heads of the two Liao soldiers like flying through the clouds.The two soldiers were caught off guard and hurriedly retracted their necks. One of them's fur hat was still caught by the white horse's heels, and Gululu fell to the ground, revealing a bald head, which shone brightly in the sun.

This series of movements is so fast that even people with high martial arts skills may not be able to match it.All the Liao soldiers pointed at the unlucky guy whose fur hat had been kicked off and laughed, all of them couldn't help being jealous of the white horse.It's just that the strongest equestrian in these two armies can't catch it, so I can only drool.

When the wild horses saw someone coming, they also became agitated. The eldest son Ma Zi, the leader, hissed angrily and called his wife and children to his side.The white horse seemed very resentful, snorted vigorously at the army horses, and then slowly ran back into the group.The wild horses turned around immediately, and the dust and smoke flew up, and they all ran into the distance.

Looking at the white horse, Xiao Feng couldn't help but smile, he turned his head, meeting Murong Fu's eyes.The two looked at each other and smiled, their hearts were already in harmony, at the moment when the wild horses started, Xiao Feng let out a whistle, and jumped onto the back of his black-haired horse.

Ever since he was sent away from the battlefield by his master at the height of the battle that day, he has long been filled with satisfaction and resentment, seeing the wild horse galloping in front of his eyes this day, he couldn't help neighing, his front hooves scratched out on the ground. Feet deep ravines.At this time, as soon as the master arrived, he raised his head to the sky with great excitement and let out a long hiss. He didn't need to push it, and a rifting arrow shot out.

One person and one rider swept across the army horses like a strong wind, Xiao Feng controlled the reins with one hand, and with a stretch of his right arm, he had passed the harness pole from the hands of the Liao soldiers who were shocked on the spot, without stopping, he went straight to the wild horses and chased after them. .Seeing the galloping horses in front of him, Wuzhao became more impatient and neighed endlessly. He leaped several times and galloped against the wind. In a short while, his breath had already sprayed onto the tails of the last horses in the wild horse herd!

Xiao Feng looked at the white horse galloping to the left of the group of horses, the person leaned aside, his left foot was hanging on the pedal, his right foot was off the saddle, half of his body was hanging on the side of the horse's neck, Wu Xiao immediately followed his master and leaned over his body, one person and one horse Like a sharp knife sticking to the ground, it drew a big arc and rushed straight into the center of the wild horses, instantly cutting the horses in half.

The herd of wild horses was thrown into chaos, the young horses and the mare could not stop neighing, galloping around to call back the ponies.In the chaos, a small group including the white horse was forced by Xiao Feng's horse power, unable to get together, they scattered and ran away.Xiao Feng fixed his sight on the white horse, he was using the power in his palm, with a whistling sound, a three zhang long pole flew past the white horse's right neck, brushing its mane, and flew more than ten zhang away, with a cracking sound, Two feet into the ground, trembling endlessly.Although the white horse was bold, it was so frightened, it didn't dare to join the herd, it didn't stand up when it was galloping, it stopped suddenly, turned around and ran back the way it came.

Xiao Feng let out a long laugh, sat up straight from the saddle, restrained Wu Zai leisurely, walked back to the barracks, he didn't even bother to take a look at the white horse.

The white horse only ran for a while, when it heard that there was no one chasing after it, there was a blur in front of it, and there was another person standing a few feet away.The white horse was startled, stepped sideways, and quickly turned around, wanting to go around.Unexpectedly, the man seemed to know the way it was retreating. With a movement of his body, he stabbed in diagonally, his long clothes fluttered, and he suddenly jumped up. The white horse was galloping under him.The man fell down and landed firmly on the horse's back.

All the Liao soldiers had already stopped their work and gathered around to watch with a good eye. Many of them were holding half of the reins and rattling, their whole bodies tensed up, watching the white horse neighing and galloping wildly. Leaping wildly, standing on the front foot for a while, kicking hard with the hind legs for a while, thousands of eyes go up and down, it is really harder than everyone going on the stage by themselves.

But no matter how the white horse tosses and tosses like a demon, the man on his back seems to be bound firmly by some kind of tying rope. Standing on his hoof, he just couldn't take it off.The weight on the back is not heavy, but for some reason, one force is thrown up, and two parts of force are immediately pressed down. The harder it is thrown, the heavier the pressure will be, like a mountain on the back, like The waves arouse the body, but it is never-ending.

The white horse galloped for a long time, no matter how it jumped, the pressure on its back could not be shaken off, but its breathing became more and more difficult, suffocating, it was known that it had met Allah, it suddenly let out a short neigh, and its waist straightened , suddenly stood still.All the Liao soldiers came so fast unexpectedly, many of them gritted their teeth and raised their eyes, almost biting their own tongues.It was hard to catch my breath, and I couldn't help shouting in unison: "It's done! It's done!"

Xiao Feng had been leisurely leaning on his black horse, watching with a smile, then he stood up straight and said with a loud smile: "What a horse!"

Murong Fu immediately cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you!" A gust of wind passed by, the hem of his white ramie gown and the long mane of his white horse draped below his knees fluttered with the wind, many people cheered loudly.

Xiao Feng's black horse has a violent temperament, no war horse in the army has ever dared to come within one zhang of it.Murong Fu brought the white horse over to wash and saddle it, it looked so uncomfortable, it whined in its throat, it kept whining in a low voice like a demonstration.The white horse is full of wildness, how can I obey it.In a short while, the two steeds were head to head, snorting, pulling the reins straight, their eight hooves rattling on the ground, the dust splashed several feet high, and there were two deep circles on the ground immediately. Hoofprints.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu looked at each other, they laughed together, the laughter continued, they both landed on the horse's back, they only heard the same shout: "Please!" When I look again, I can only see the billowing dust and smoke, one black and one white, two hurricanes have already swept away towards the sky.

The two horses galloped against the wind, but they went hand in hand without giving way.The autumn sun was fierce, and the glistening sweat beads on the fur seemed to be screaming with every muscle and muscle, and the broken grass and dust that covered the sky and the sun were left far behind.Although the horse couldn't speak, it galloped and neighed with both hands up to the sky, and scattered with the wind, as if it was also telling the grassland world that I had never run so happily in my life!There were two people on the horse, and none of them wanted to restrain their mounts. They trusted the horses to ride the wind, and they didn't control the reins at all.The long wind was blowing, and the hair, robes, and cloaks of the two of them were flying high, looking at the boundless, but the vast blue sky, people seemed to be going up with the wind, until they reached the [-] miles away, among the stars and clouds!

This run went straight until the evening clouds surrounded, the red sun was low, and the two horses were snorting, and then gradually slowed down, from wild running to trotting, from trotting to strolling, and finally on a small hill stopped.The two jumped off their horses, and saw that each other's body and face were covered in golden light by the burning clouds in the sky. For a while, neither of them wanted to talk, but walked up a few steps side by side, looking at the bloody red sun in the sea of ​​clouds together. Slowly falling from the sky, a ray of golden light in the sky gradually dimmed and faded, and finally disappeared, and the sky above the head was already full of stars, competing to twinkle.

Xiao Feng breathed out a long breath, the cold wind blew his face, he felt a pure and peaceful heart that he had never felt before; he saw that the two horses seemed to have exhausted their hostility, they were grazing next to each other with their heads down, no longer biting, Can't help but smile slightly.When he turned his head to look at Murong Fu, he saw that he was staring into the sky, his chest heaved slightly, his eyes were like stars in the sky, they were surprisingly bright.

Murong Fu seemed to have also sensed that Xiao Feng was looking at him, his eyes were still looking at the sky, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Brother, do you know where this place is?"

Xiao Feng was slightly taken aback, looked around, the two of them were standing on the top of an ordinary hill, he really didn't know what was so special, so he shook his head.

Murong Fu turned his face to stare at him and said: "Brother, have you ever heard that in ancient times there was a matter of sealing wolves to live in Xuxu?"

Back then Xiao Feng studied with Wang Jiantong, and he had heard a lot about the history of Han and Hu, when he thought of it, he couldn't help but startled, and said loudly: "This is the place?!"

Murong Fu said: "Exactly!" Yingfeng took a few steps, the light in his eyes became brighter, he said: "Thinking about the Han Dynasty, when Huo Qubing came to the foot of this mountain, the powerful enemy fled far away, looking around, the sad wind blows the sand, An altar was set up in the south to worship the heaven and the earth, so there is a saying that the wolves will live in Xuxu. Being born as a man, and having achieved this feat, it is really worthwhile to come to the world to be a human being!"

He spoke impassionedly, Xiao Feng listened silently, but did not respond, for a long time, he let out a long sigh, which was blown into the wind, with an indescribably confused meaning.

Murong Fu turned his head to look at him, and said slowly: "Brother, such achievements as yours are not inferior to those of the ancients. In the future, when it is written in the history books of the Liao Dynasty, the elder brother is generally Huo Qubing. A hero who serves the country loyally, Mo This is the top priority, why does elder brother sigh?"

Xiao Feng smiled shyly, and said: "A hero?..." Murong Fu held his breath and focused his eyes on him, but he saw him put his hand on the back of the horse, take out the wine bag from the saddle, and pour it violently After a few mouthfuls, he raised his hand and threw it to himself, followed by a long roar, and said: "From my brother's point of view, can I be considered a hero in today's battle?"

Murong Fu grasped the wine bag in his hand unconsciously, and said in a high voice: "Brother, a man should be vigorous in his life, a man of God, he can be at ease on the battlefield! It is the intention of the Golden Stage, Lingyan Pavilion Zhongshu, to make some extraordinary achievements, the word hero I, Murong Fu, have never been disobedient in my whole life, and I have seen my brother, Fang Xin has such a person, who is worthy of a thousand years, and is famous in history, can my brother not believe me?"

Since he came to the Liao territory, he has planned and planned for a long time, just to say this.Originally, he wanted to persuade slowly and strengthen his heart, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know what to do, and he became agitated.Speaking of the second half, I didn't realize it, but my true feelings were revealed, and even my voice was hoarse.

Xiao Feng was moved in his heart, held his shoulders with both hands, stared at him for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "My dear brother... thank you!"

Murong Fu looked at his expression, but a trace of coldness slowly penetrated into his heart, and he called out in a low voice: "Brother?"

Xiao Feng raised his head to the sky, remained silent for a long time, and read word by word: "Fame and disgrace count the number of lives captured, directly beheading Loulan to serve the country... Haha, yes, I also thought that heroic achievements should be so..."

Murong Fu naturally didn't know that these two lines of poems were originally written by Wang Jiantong on the folding fan as a gift to Xiao Feng, the Xingzi Lin changed suddenly that day, and this folding fan caused a lot of trouble.But although I don't know, my heart sank more and more, I only heard Xiao Feng slowly said: "For 30 years, I have only thought about this. If I have not left Yanmen in this life, I am afraid I will never know about my achievements. It's just killing a lot of people!" Speaking of this, the tragedy of Song and Liao fighting against each other in Yanmen Pass came to mind, and he couldn't help tightening his fists, and said: "The name of history written in blood and bones , what is the use of him!"

Murong Fu felt a breath of cold air stuck in his throat, he could not make a sound, for a while, Fang whispered: "But brother is on the throne..."

Xiao Feng smiled faintly, and said: "I am the King of the Southern Courtyard, I have only a false name! If I hadn't encountered a national disaster and I was worthy of serving, I would have long wanted to hang up the crown and go to live some carefree days on the grassland. Wouldn't it be... fun!" Thinking and thinking Old things, can't help but sigh.

Murong Fu knew that Xiao Feng believed in these words with all his heart, that's not the case with He Dongcheng's sentence that day "doesn't kill more", so he also smiled, but there was no trace of the smile in his eyes, he stopped for a while Stopped, and said again: "It's just that brother is so proud, if half of his life is wasted by mundane affairs, it doesn't seem to have any meaning."

Xiao Feng laughed, and said: "I'm used to seeing blood and rain, but it's also interesting to herd horses and sheep, oil, salt, firewood, and rice." Looking up at the starry sky, he said: "I think the gods on that day also like it the same. Ordinary business!"

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, followed his gaze, and saw the Tianhe River was slanting to the west, and the two stars on the left and right twinkled slightly, they were the twin stars of Niu and Nv.At this time it is already October, the twin stars will hang below the skyline, it is not as bright as summer, but it is still visible in the distance; but he still does not understand the meaning of Xiao Feng's words, he asked: "... what?"

Xiao Feng said with a smile: "The Weaver Girl followed the Cowherd because the mundane is better than the heavenly." Seeing that Murong Fu's eyes were still puzzled, he felt strange, and said: "Murong, you don't know this story?"

Murong Fu was stunned, since he was a child, he has been falling asleep under the conditions of "Non-nian Erzu, Yu Xiujue De", "Xuan Zhaoyi asked, Yu Yin from the sky"; at most, the twin stars of cow and girl have only been read in books How do you know the story of the sentence "The Altair is far away, the Han girl in the Jiaojiao River"?He shook his head slowly.

Xiao Feng recalled the scene when his stepmother held his hand and told stories with a cattail fan when he was a child, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he casually sat cross-legged on the ground, looked up at the starry sky and said: "I also heard it when I was a child. Altair is a man named Cowherd, one day he took his old cow to graze..."

Murong Fu looked at the two twinkling stars, he was confused for a while, he sat down beside Xiao Feng, and listened to him preaching: "...then Zhinu married Cowherd, soon after, they had two children... "

Xiao Feng is not a person who can tell stories, this ordinary village old saying is actually monotonous; after talking for a while, he also felt a bit boring, so he stopped, turned his head and smiled: "My country story, let me tell it. It's boring!" But seeing Murong Fu hugging his knees with his hands, his long hair drooping, and his eyes fixed on himself, he suddenly stopped and blurted out: "Then... what happened next?" He was actually engrossed in listening.

With this question, the two of them were stunned at the same time, for a while, Xiao Feng couldn't help laughing out loud.Murong Fu's head was like cold water, his complexion sank suddenly, he suddenly felt too much, he uncorked the wine bag in his hand, took a big gulp, the hot wine flowed down his throat and pierced into his lungs, immediately all thatched huts and old cows were It turned into fly ash before my eyes.Putting on a long gown, he stood up and said, "It's getting late, let's go back to camp."

Xiao Feng got up and took the wine bag, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, threw the bag away, said: "Okay!" strode over, and led Wu Zai past him.

Murong Fu grabbed the white horse, but didn't get on the saddle, still stood quietly on the spot, thinking like a tide; suddenly looking at Xiao Feng, he said: "Brother, do you... really don't want to go back to the Central Plains?" In the tone of his voice, unexpectedly There was an inaudible tremor.

Xiao Feng couldn't prevent him from asking such a sentence, he paused, turned his head and looked south, the night was low, the earth was like ink, but what could he see?He sighed: "Central Plains... What else is there to miss!" Looking at Murong Fu, he said slowly: "If I can be like today with my virtuous brother, ride a horse and drink wine for the rest of my life, and grow old in the grassland, wouldn't it be happy!"

Meeting Xiao Feng's deep and gentle gaze, Murong Fu was shocked suddenly.Suddenly felt a little bit of coolness on the face, raised his head, and saw that the night sky that had just been clear had been filled with clouds at some point, and the moonlight line between the clouds was as cold as water, and there were dots of white light flying in the wind, whirling endlessly But it was the first snow of the year, which had fallen silently.

It is exactly: when the road goes out of the cold clouds, and people return to the evening snow.It's early for a young man to be a guest, but it's too late to know the king.