Haiyan

The long river of history records every step of his trajectory, no matter how he walks, the established ending remains unchanged.

The wind in Hokuriku has not changed much in the past 13 years, and it is still cold and dry in winter.

The northern capital city has long been filled with whiteness. Although it doesn’t look like the bustle and bustle it did when the Lion King Yin Zhuo was alive, it’s okay to have continued in the past two years. Large and small tents are lined up together. It's not that cold anymore.

In winter, the herdsmen basically live on the materials hunted in autumn. Cattle and sheep are rarely driven out at this time. Some time ago, the warriors in the Golden Tent Palace opened up a large area on the Shuofang Plain. Only then did several batches of scattered sheep come to graze grass.

The weather was very cold, the breath turned into ice, and even the Gulqin River was frozen into a thick layer of ice. Some warriors split the river twice with their knives, and their arms were numb, but there was no movement.

When the falcon passed through the mid-air, it let out a sharp and harsh howl, as if it wanted to split the cold moisture from the mid-air into two halves. In the past three years, more and more people have moved from the Eastern Continent. The Yebei people who were in exile back then were not only in the northern capital city, but even the Shuobei area gradually began to prosper.

Whether it is long or short, three years is nothing more than three times of yellow flowers blooming, three times of defeat, three times of snow blooming, and three times of disappearing.

Now Yin Ping, the king of the Northern Territory, holds all the power in the Northland. Yebei's army has launched his road of revenge since [-]. In the past few years, the Western Han and Eastern Han have joined forces again to fight against the grassland army. The difference before is that the balance of victory has already tilted towards the north.

"Has the army returned from Qiangzhou?"

On the bank of the river, the child raised his head and asked the old man beside him, his eyes were still childish and clear.

"Ah, it's almost here, the Bright Army and Shence Army are almost here."

The air is covered with white fluffy snow. The Guangming Army of the King of Light and the Shence Army of the Hokuriku Shizi have not returned to Hokuriku for two years. The grassland people miss them, just like they missed this land when they were living outside. Same.

On the wilderness outside the city, the setting sun gilded the land with a golden yellow. Hundreds of war horses were waiting for something against the wind. The leader was wearing a silver-gray coat, and his black hair was braided and scattered. It becomes more and more difficult to distinguish between a male and female face.

The horses behind were snorting vigorously on the spot, and after a while, the ground trembled. Looking up, a huge army of black and white was galloping towards them, throwing the golden moment behind them far away, looking invincible.

Swinging the whip in his hand, the young man in the lead quickly rode his horse and rushed over. Before the army in front stopped, he suddenly jumped off the horse, then galloped two steps forward, and jumped to the leader on the opposite side. body, smiled and said: "Yin Kang, you are finally back."

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Yin Kang said, his neck was tightly hugged by the person hanging on his body, but he didn't feel uncomfortable. He patted the person on the back and said, "I knew you would definitely come out to pick me up." , I dare not rest even for a moment on this journey.”

The young man in fox fur jumped off him, his cheeks were a little flushed by the wind, as if he was very happy, he couldn't close his mouth and said, "Ah, you're exhausted, let's go, Hurry back, Yin Ping has been waiting in the Golden Tent Palace for a long time."

Yin Kang nodded, put his collar back on him, and said with a smile, "We haven't seen each other for two years, and our Changsheng seems to have grown taller again."

Chang Sheng laughed and said, "How can I grow taller at my age? You misread it, tsk tsk, but you, you have been fattened by Donglu's feng shui in the past two years. It doesn't look like you just beat yourself up. The man who finished the battle."

Yin Kang reached out and tapped his forehead lightly, and said with a smile, "It's really naughty!"

After the army entered the city, outside the Golden Tent Palace, Yin Ping had led a group of soldiers to wait for a long time.

The few brothers hadn't seen each other for two years, so naturally they had to greet each other warmly first, and the group of people made a fuss for a long time before entering the palace.

When Yin Kang was established as the son of the grassland by the maharaja, he naturally hoped that he could become the next generation of Yebei's maharaja. In late August 1980, Yin Ping did not find any trace of Yin Kang before he revived the eagle flag. Lu's "army of justice" has already started the journey to crusade against Donglu.

When Yin Kang met Yin Ping again, the latter had been a loyal follower of Yin Kang since he was a child, so he naturally wanted to give him this position, but Yin Kang bluntly refused. The two sides are fighting in full swing. If they give way easily, it will easily lead to instability of the army. They are a revenge army without any retreat. They cannot make a mistake, otherwise it is easy to waste all previous efforts. Ping has been carefully cultivated over the years, and Yin Kang did not participate in any way. Even if he participated, the soldiers would not easily recognize him as the king, so in the end, Yin Ping was the leader, Yin Kang was the assistant, and later came The joining of the Guangming Army has forced the soldiers of the Han Dynasty to retreat in succession over the past few years, and the morale of the Northland has become more and more courageous.

There was a lot of commotion in the Golden Tent Palace, and by the time it was over, the sky was already dark.

Changsheng was rarely in a good mood today, so he drank a few more glasses at the dinner table, and was helped out by the slaves in a daze.

The world of Hokuriku is vast at any time. After returning in [-], he can hardly remember what the sky of Donglu was like. The snow on the ground is as deep as a calf. The pony shivered twice on the ground, making a group of warriors beside him laugh out loud.

"Why haven't you gone back yet? It's so cold and I'm not afraid of catching a cold."

When Yin Kang came out of the tent, he found that Chang Sheng was still playing in the snow at the door, so he hurried over to support his unsteady body, and said with a frown, "This hand is so cold, go, I'll take you back."

Chang Sheng was obedient and did not refuse, and followed Yin Kang back. Along the way, there were night watchmen coming and going. Yin Kang asked him: "If you can't drink, don't drink. You will definitely have a headache tomorrow when you wake up like this."

Chang Sheng laughed and said, "I'm so happy that you came back today, I couldn't hold back."

Yin Kang said with a smile: "Why don't you know how to restrain yourself, and still make trouble like when you were a child."

Chang Sheng: "It's been two years, and you haven't missed me. Seeing you like that, you seem to be very calm."

Yin Kang: "What nonsense are you talking about? If I don't want you, I'll let Shuyou come back and stay in Qiangzhou by myself."

Only then did Chang Sheng raise his spirits and ask him: "Oh, how is brother?"

There was a strange flash in Yin Kang's eyes, but he said with a smile on his face, "It's pretty good, his body will be like that in winter, but it's okay, he's been taking medicine all the time, and the military doctor is taking care of him, so there's nothing serious about it."

Chang Sheng was a little worried: "Is Qiangzhou cold now?"

Yin Kang: "It's not as cold as the grassland."

Chang Sheng: "Oh."

The two walked for a while and didn't reach the place. Yin Kang asked him: "I have stayed here with Yin Ping for the past two years, and I won't let you go out. Can you hold back?"

Chang Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled 'puchi' and said, "What I said is not the same everywhere I go."

Yin Kang nodded: "That's good. How are the flowers blooming on Fenglan Mountain? I haven't seen them for a long time."

Chang Sheng: "Well, I go to the mountain every year. If you want to see it, I'll go pick some good ones next spring and bring them back to raise. You can see them when you come back."

Yin Kang nodded.

When he was about to reach the entrance of the tent, Chang Sheng waved his hand at him and said, "I have to go to sleep when I get back, you should go to bed early, don't be too late, I will find you tomorrow morning."

Before Yin Kang could speak, he got into the tent without seeing anyone, and stood in the cold wind for a while, when he saw an old maid who was serving was about to go in to bring water to Chang Sheng, and was summoned by Yin Kang.

"My son." The old man bowed respectfully.

Yin Kang said gently: "Do you want to send water for washing?"

"Yes."

Yin Kang asked: "Do you go to bed so early on weekdays?"

The old man shook his head and said: "The little prince sleeps very late on weekdays, and he usually comes back from Shuobei after the ugly hour."

Yin Kang frowned: "Shuobei? He often runs to Shuobei in the middle of the night? Alone?"

The old man nodded and said, "Yes, the little prince has been like this every day for the past two years."

Yin Kang felt that something was wrong in his heart, waved her to let her in, and turned back to the Golden Tent Palace to look for Yin Ping.

Chang Sheng was lying on the bed curled up and rolled himself into a ball, before he even had time to take off his cloak, the maid came in and was about to cover him with the quilt, when he suddenly closed his eyes and said: "You don't need to come in to serve, go out .”

When the people retreated, a few lights in the tent were turned off, and the light dimmed instantly, making the surroundings even more quiet.

He didn't know how long he lay with his eyes closed, and he didn't dare to open his eyes because of the alcohol. When he opened his eyes, he felt the surrounding world was spinning and uncomfortable, but his mind was still clear, and everything was going to come out.

This was the first time he drank like this in the past few years. Usually he would not dare to drink alcohol at all. Whenever he drank alcohol, he would think of Li Su, and he would not be able to recover from the uncomfortable feeling for several days.

Changsheng couldn't explain why he ran to Shuobei every day for the past few years. It might be because he was in Shuobei when he first met Li Su. Many times, his heart was empty, but Jiang Banpo standing in Shuobei Only then did he feel that his heart could be more stable.

Today is the fifth day of November, and it will be his birthday in a few days. He is already 22 years old. Chang Sheng thought that when Li Su left that year, he was also 22 years old.

Before he knew it, tears welled up from the corners of his eyes. He hadn't deliberately thought about this all these years. It must be because of the alcohol tonight. He thought, never drink again.

Naturally, he couldn't get up early the next day to find Yin Kang, and when he came out, it was already past noon.

In the Golden Tent Palace, Yin Ping and Yin Kang were talking, and there were a group of officers and officers sitting around them. Chang Sheng was going to go in and have a look, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

I asked the samurai for a horse, and rode on the horse slowly to Shuobei.

He was wearing thick clothes today, probably because of the drinking last night, he just felt a chill all over his body.

In the past few years, many herdsmen have lived in Shuobei. The place where he and those Philadelphia kids played with crossbows has now become the boundary where other people live. Sitting down, he didn't feel cold, and the wind blowing directly on his face made him wake up a lot.

Some children were making snowmen on the flat ground below. Chang Sheng looked at it for a while and thought it was very interesting. He ran over and asked if they could take him with him. The children were very enthusiastic and took Chang Sheng's hand to teach him How can we pile up better looking ones? Several people made a fuss for a long time and piled up a lot. There are all kinds of strange characters and animals. In the end, Changsheng took out a few candies from his pocket and shared them with a group of children, which made everyone happy. Extremely.

Chang Sheng smiled, fortunately Wei Shuyou sent these things from Donglu a few days ago and he kept them with him, but he didn't think they would come in handy today.

"Are you not happy?"

A group of children had gone away, leaving only a little boy who looked only seven or eight years old and stared up at him with his big eyes open.

Chang Sheng was taken aback, then knelt down and asked him, "Why do you ask that?"

The child said, "I can tell by looking at your eyes."

Chang Sheng thought he was quite interesting, and said with a smile, "Tell me?"

The child put his little hands behind his back and said solemnly: "People's eyes can't deceive people. No matter how happy you are on your face, if you can't show it in your eyes, then you are unhappy. Are you sad?"

Chang Sheng was amused by his appearance, and said: "Seeing that you are young, you are quite good at observing people, did your parents teach you?"

The child shook his head, "It was taught by my uncle."

Chang Sheng: "It seems that your uncle is still... um..."

He thought for a long time, and suddenly he didn't know what word to use.

The child said: "Then tell me, is there anything unhappy about you?"

Chang Sheng said: "Everyone will have unhappy things. In this world, how many people are really happy? If every unhappy thing can only be digested by telling others, it would be too easy. There’s no point in being unhappy.”

The child didn't seem to understand the meaning of his words. He frowned slightly and said, "My uncle told me that you should speak out when you are unhappy, and you will be happy when you speak out. This is true. I tried it. .”

"Really?" Chang Sheng smiled and said, "It seems that your uncle taught you a lot."

"Yes, yes." The child seemed very happy when he heard this, and his whole body became radiant: "Don't you want to get to know my uncle? Maybe after you get to know each other, your unhappy things will be gone. It's over!"

Chang Sheng put his hand on his nose, and said softly: "Did your uncle tell you not to talk like that to strangers casually?"

The child was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "That's not true... but my uncle said that if I meet a very good-looking young man, I can talk to him a few more... I I told you this because you look so good-looking, why, don't you like talking to me?"

"Haha." Chang Sheng was directly provoked by him and laughed loudly: "I'm rather curious about what kind of person your uncle is, who can teach you so many messy things."

The child pouted, then pointed behind him and said, "Hey, where is my uncle, look."

Chang Sheng smiled and turned his head to look in the direction he pointed. In an instant, the years passed by in a trance. Between the white world, a blue figure stood in the wind and snow, with his hands behind his back, his face pale, A pair of beautiful long Danfeng eyes looked at him without blinking, like a vortex carrying the years, sucking him in hard.

Chang Sheng's mind went blank for a moment, and the smile on his face had disappeared at some point, he was confused, in a trance, unbelievable, but in an instant, the expression on his face was ever-changing, all of which fell on that person's calm expression. Under the eyes.

It seemed that even the sound of the wind had stopped.

Seeing that his expression was different, the child couldn't help stretching out his hand and gently pushing him, saying, "Hey, what's the matter? Do you know my uncle?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in the green shirt suddenly stretched out his hand behind his back. He almost didn't even think about standing up from where he was, and ran towards him. Maybe it was because he had squatted for too long and his legs were a little tight. Numbness, or maybe it was a little stimulation, and his whole body trembled, until those strong arms supported his almost staggering body steadily, and he finally hugged him, squeezing him into his arms desperately. , couldn't say a word with difficulty, but couldn't help but wet his eyes.

"Are you still alive?" He asked tremblingly buried in the man's shoulder.

After a long time, he heard the familiar voice slowly ringing in his ears: "I'm still alive, Changsheng, here I come."

The author has something to say: the finale volume, thank you for your support~

Hey, I'm okay this time, I didn't let them meet each other for too long