Su curtain has a cover

The drizzle was misty, and the others were standing far away at the foot of the mountain. Xiahou held up an umbrella and pulled Su Mu up the mountain.

Xia Houling's grave is on the mountainside, facing the most beautiful scenery of the mountain, and also facing the southwest.

"Father's tribe is in the mountains in the southwest. The second uncle asked him if he wanted to go back, but he refused, saying that anyway, there is a pile of bones, and it's the same when buried there—at the feet."

On a rainy day, the road was slippery, and Su Mu slipped accidentally. Fortunately, Xia Houzhe was strong enough to lift him up.

raised.

Su Mu stared at him lifelessly, Xia Houzhe put him down carefully, and then said in a low voice, "Father is right ahead."

Xia Houling's tomb is very simple, with bluestones piled up and pines and cypresses planted beside it.

There are no weeds in front of the grave, two dishes of side dishes, and a pot of dirty wine.The opened oil-paper umbrella leans on the ground, protecting the tombstone and offerings.

Su Mu saluted respectfully, Xia Houzhe stepped forward and wiped the tombstone with his sleeve.Strange patterns are engraved on the stele, which looks like exotic characters.On the base below, there is a phoenix about to fly.

After wiping off the falling rain, Xia Houzhe unfastened the sword on his waist and carefully placed it on the top of the stele.

"Father, I brought A Mu and Jiu Tian to see you."

Su Mu hurriedly said hello, a little nervous that couldn't be concealed in her voice.

Xia Houzhe took a step back to be level with him, and reached out to hold his hand.Su Mu looked towards the tombstone reflexively. The golden scabbard was eye-catching, but it was integrated with the tombstone.

"It...is the Nine Heavens Sword?"

Xia Houzhe nodded: "When my father left, only Jiu Tian was with him. This sword belongs to his clan, and he told him to return it to its original owner."

"Is this stele written by the old general's family?"

"Well, the monument was carved by my father."

Xia Houzhe's tone was light, but Su Mu was slightly startled.Carving a tombstone for yourself... This is knowing that you will die!

"So, it is also the old general's intention to be buried here?"

Xia Houzhe shook his head first, and then nodded: "It can be said that, in fact, I didn't know that my father was buried in the general's mausoleum until I was ten years old. Several uncles said that before he died, he repeatedly told him to avoid the crowd and find a place with a beautiful mountain and clear water. The place where he was buried. This place is the hometown of an uncle."

"Then, does the Eldest Princess know?"

"Shouldn't know." Xia Houzhe took the umbrella: "A person's death is like a lamp going out. It doesn't make any difference whether he knows or not. I won't let anyone disturb his peace in this place."

The slanting wind of the rain floated on Su Mu's face, half-wetting the hair on his forehead.Stretching out his hand and flicking it back, Su Mu lowered his eyes.

Dayuan pays attention to the joint burial of husband and wife, and the general's mausoleum in the western suburbs has not yet been closed.It is to wait for the eldest princess to wait for a hundred years, so that the couple can sleep together after death.

But looking at it now, Xia Houzhe didn't seem to have this intention at all.The doubts in Su Mu's heart grew like a snowball. What is going on between the eldest princess and Xia Houling?

If it is not affectionate, Xia Houzhe's words are still vivid in his memory.If it is about love, how could Xia Houling only have a sword by his side before he died, and move his grave to another place after death.

But for some reason, Su Mu didn't want to ask, because he always felt that there should be something cruel and sad hidden in it.

Since Xia Houzhe didn't want to take the initiative to speak, then he should pretend that he didn't know.

"Come on, blah blah."

There were footsteps coming from the back of the tomb, and after a while, a little doll with braids and a red headband appeared.

"Ah!" The baby was startled when he saw Xia Houzhe and the two of them. He was holding something in his arms, but after being frightened, he couldn't help but let go, and the thing in his arms fell off.

A bright feather shuttlecock, two or three smooth stones, and... half a white steamed bun.

Seeing Xiaotong's appearance, Su Mu hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we are not bad people."

However, the little boy was very vigilant. He looked at the fallen things, and although he was so distressed that he was about to cry, he still said with a straight face: "Outsiders are not welcome here, you guys go away!"

"Outsider?" Su Mu couldn't help laughing. Relying on the length of his hands, he plucked the boy's sky braid in disgust: "This brother is not an outsider, but you. It's still raining. Why are you here?"

The little boy shrunk to avoid the claws, and stared at Su Mu dissatisfied.Xia Houzhe looked at him, seeming to think of something: "You...are Uncle Han's grandson, Xiaodou, who is already this old."

Su Mu saw a little disappointment on Xia Houzhe's face.

The little boy opened his mouth wide: "You...you know me?"

Xia Houzhe smiled faintly, and pointed to the longevity lock on his neck: "I gave it to you when you were born, Xiaodou, are your grandparents okay?"

Xiaodou touched the longevity lock on his neck, a little in disbelief: "Grandpa said that it was given to me by the son of the great hero."

He turned his head and glanced at the tombstone, and excitement gradually appeared in his eyes: "Wow! Is everything grandpa said true!"

Su Mu teased him: "Do you know what a great hero is?"

This question made Xiaodou look at him with contempt: "Of course I know."

Then he put his hands behind his back, shook his head and said: "Defend the land and expand the border, and benefit the people. Stop the war and turn it into military force, stabilize the country and stabilize the country... This is a great hero!"

The boy's voice sounded childish, but he uttered the words clearly when he recited them. It was obvious that someone had taught him these four sentences repeatedly.

It was drizzling and the spring was cold, but Su Mu's heart suddenly felt warm.

Xia Houzhe also seemed to be stunned, his eyes passed through Xiaodou, looking at the village where the smoke was wafting.

Xiaodou's clothes are so thick that he is almost wrapped into a ball.He seemed to be talking to Xia Houzhe, but he was a little in awe. After hesitating for a while, he still didn't dare, instead he squatted down and started picking things up.

"Hey." Su Mu stretched out his hand to catch the boy who had fallen down, and couldn't help laughing, "Little fat boy, do you walk on a roll?"

Xiaodou angrily struggled under Su Mu's hands: "I'm not fat! It's all my mother, so I must say I'm cold! I'm not cold at all!"

Su Mu laughed even harder, but this little baby looked small, but when he picked it up, he found that it was solid, it was just a lump of meat.

Su Mu reassured him with kindness, and even helped him flatten the corner of his clothes: "It's useless if you're not cold, because there is a kind of coldness, so that your mother thinks you are cold. Haha."

Suddenly, a woman's call came from the village below the mountain.

Xiao Douhong's face was flushed and he wanted to argue, but when he heard the voice, he immediately kicked his feet in frustration: "My mother called me to eat."

He sighed like a grown-up, took the steamed buns from Su Mu, blew on them and placed them in front of Xia Houling's tomb along with the stones and shuttlecocks.

"Big hero, I won this today... I'll lend it to you, and I'll get it tomorrow—"

Xiaodou backed away and waved at the tombstone: "I'm leaving... See you tomorrow—"

As he spoke, he mustered up the courage to wave to Xia Houzhe: "Son of the great hero, goodbye!"

Su Mu raised Xia Houzhe's hand and waved to him with a smile: "Goodbye, Xiaodou, thank you."

Xiaodou grinned and walked away bouncing.

Su Mu bumped into the people around him and teased, "Little General, do you have such a personal guard?"

Xia Houzhe glanced at him, noncommittal: "It is enough for me to have you."

Su Mu: "..."

"Hey, do you have anything else to say to the old general, or do you want me to avoid it?"

Su Muben just said it in passing, and then Xia Houzhe actually nodded.He stuffed the umbrella over: "Sit in the shed below for a while, I'll be down right away."

Unable to tell what mood he was in, Su Mu held an umbrella with a complex expression, walked to the shed halfway up the hill and sat down.

Looking up through the rain and the trees, the grave was no longer visible.Looking down, the village below is unobstructed.

The guards at the foot of the mountain seemed to have been discovered. Someone from the village went out to talk to them. They were too far away, and Su Mu could only vaguely see them looking up.

For some reason, Su Mu sat inside, avoiding the sight of those people.

The people in the village seemed to be very happy. They went back and forth several times and brought out a lot of hot soup to the guards.

Su Mu narrowed his eyes, and found that the cold guards in the past were like little sheep, holding the bowl obediently, drinking as they asked, without any ambiguity.

Su Mu counted boredly, the more he counted, the happier he was, the villagers here are very enthusiastic, the most among the guards drank five bowls.

Perhaps it was because the voices of the guards below were too strong, Xia Houzhe came down from above.

"What are you looking at, so happy."

Su Mu brushed the rain from his hair: "I told you the umbrella."

Xia Hou covered his lips: "This little rain is fine."

Su Mu had no choice but to pout down and answer the first question: "Does your guard know everyone here?"

Xia Houzhe looked down for a while and understood, and he couldn't help laughing: "The people who come today are basically trained by the uncles here."

"Then—go down?"

Xia Houzhe shook his head: "It's better not to meet now, lest they worry about me."

He rarely explained again: "Since the armor has been removed, then don't get involved again."

Su Mu pondered for a while, and then said: "In other words, you have already made your decision."

Xia Houzhe met his eyes and said without dodging, "Yes."

"The second prince went to the northwest, you know he will definitely cause trouble. How long at the latest, did you tamper with it?"

Su Mu asked more and more questions: "You brought me here today, is it because of the festival, or... you want me to meet the old general before you leave."

Xia Houzhe didn't answer directly, he slowly stroked the Nine Heavens Sword that was hung back on his waist, his eyes became sharper and sharper.

"Ah Mu—Dayuan's game of chess, it's time to start again."

The rain is getting heavier.

"Boom."

The first thunder of this spring kicked off the new year.

On February 23, the frontier customs sent an urgent report that the three tribes of Beiliang assembled 50 troops at Suiyun Pass.

The wolf smoke finally ignited.

The imperial palace is still majestic. Compared with the hustle and bustle of the past, the main hall where the affairs are discussed is extremely quiet today.Almost audible.

It was rare for Emperor Zhaohe to sit on the throne seriously, with two-thirds of his eyes open.He stared at Li Xici, as if he wanted to see a flower.

However, Li Xici drooped his eyelids, as if he was detached.

After a while, finally someone who couldn't hold his breath came out holding his wat: "Your Majesty! Please punish the Second Highness as soon as possible, so as to comfort the heroic spirits of the four thousand soldiers of Dayuan!"

The second prince ascended and descended secretly, and he was restless after arriving at the border.He seemed to be interested in suppressing the bandits, and he was eager to try Beiliang, which occupied Yanzhou.

In fact, it would be fine if he went to attack the barracks, but in the name of a surprise attack, he led a team of 6000 people to burn, kill and loot the village occupied by Beiliang.

You know, those villages are not just the people of Beiliang.What's more, they are the people of Dayuan who are trapped under the enemy's hands and are struggling to survive!

He returned to the city with the heads of those who died in peace, and then reported it as his own military service.