Nightfall

Volume II The Winter Lake Chapter 29 Entering the King's Court

Ning Que and the disciples of Mochiyuan in Dahe Country have long been familiar with them. After the **** battle under the meadow, the two sides are intimate and intimate.

For the next few days, Ning Que stayed in the carriage to recuperate, and at the same time reinvented the girl's runeman's worldview, outlook on life, and battle. He rarely got out of the car, even after eating and resting.

These fell in the eyes of the disciples of Mochiyuan, and it was inevitable that they were a little strange. They knew that the mountain's xìng sentiment seemed indifferent, but in fact it was light and gentle, but they had never been as close to the young man. Ju Zhihua also felt that this was very inappropriate, just thinking that Ning Que was seriously injured and was embarrassed to let him down.

In fact, Ning Que ’s injury recovered quickly, and he no longer coughed up blood the next night, and the sea of ​​consciousness, which was severely shaken, gradually subsided, and the occasional vertigo never appeared again.

Ju Zhihua and other disciples of Mochiyuan are not too clear about his physical condition, but Mo Shanshan sees his recovery process in his eyes, and he is a bit puzzled.

When Ning Ning lacked a bow to kill several horse thieves at night, Mo Shanshan felt the power of thought on the side. At that time, she guessed that Ning Que should be a famous practitioner. For this, she was not surprised. It is natural for the students in the college to select students to enter the wilderness alone to perform tasks.

It's just that the horse thief's collar is a great master who has already entered the upper realm of Dongxuan. If she didn't realize the magic charm in Moganshan in the spring, there is no way to hurt the other party. Such a powerful mind-study set attacked Ning Que with all his strength. According to common sense, even if Ning Que could survive, even if the sea damage was severe, he might become a stupid person. Where can he talk like this now? , Eyebrow flying? Is Ning Que's thoughtfulness even stronger than herself?

Bookworms are not good at talking with people, especially unwilling to spy on the hidden sī beside her, so she doubts Ning Que one by one, but she never asks. She just sits quietly by the window of the car, using the small letters of Juanxiu Remember Ning Que's instructions, and then carefully choose what she can learn from her heart.

Ning Que was amazed when she saw her words, because Mo Shanshan's calligraphy is indeed excellent, the ink pen is round and not charming, soft and boney, the pen edge is hidden and clear, uniform and suitable, fresh and pleasant.

Only then did he understand that in the camp a few days ago, when he admired the girl rune master who was so fascinated by writing, why did the female disciples of Mochiyuan laugh so happy-book fanatics love books, The book here is a book of calligraphy and calligraphy, not a book that reads thousands of books. From the perspective of disciples of Mochiyuan, it seems to him that an ordinary person actually said that the world's book fanatics have their own style, which is really ridiculous. .

The disciples of Mochiyuan rode in a car and diverted at a certain ice stopper, from northeast to northwest, and straight to Wang Ting. There were few people along the way, and there were more hardy cashmere sheep and barren soil. The road was still difficult to travel.

The car kept undulating and shaking, Ning Que watched her pen dangle her wrists by the window, the handwriting on the paper was also indiscriminate, and she couldn't help but feel a little bit of emotion. Her name as a genius is already not very real in front of the girl. Could it be that the name of everyone in calligraphy is to be taken away?

Putting the cotton pad behind the cabin board, he lay down comfortably, his face very close to the white skirt hanging down on the floor from Moshan Mountain, he stretched out his hand and pulled out one of the stacks of paper on the table, his eyes could not help falling Slightly startled.

Some familiar words were written on the paper.

"Master Sangsang, I won't be drunk today ..."

When I watched the girl rune writing quietly by the window, Ning Que remembered the three sisters by the east window of the old book building, and began to miss the college in the south of Chang'an, the days in Houshan and those lovely fellows, and suddenly she was thousands of miles away. Seeing his chicken soup in the wilderness outside, he began to miss the alley in the east city of Chang'an, the days in Laobi Zhai and the black and skinny guy.

Mo Shanshan Yu Guangli noticed that he had a different look and turned his hand around. Now he was looking at the chicken soup posted by his heavy gold, and he could not help but ask: "Thirteen Brother, do you know calligraphy?"

It must be said that the bookworm girl is really not good at communicating with people. If you exchange it with other people, you may say that you also like calligraphy? She was direct and powerful, and she never thought about how the listener felt.

Ning Que was accustomed to her speech from time to time, and something like Gu Guan, an elder brother, would appear from time to time. She didn't even think of it, shrugged and replied, "Slightly understand."

Mo Shanshan once asked him that he knows how to rune. At that time, his answer was a little bit. At this time, when talking about the way of calligraphy, his answer is still a little bit. In front of others, he probably has the confidence to say that he is a rune. Dao Tian is everyone in calligraphy, but in the face of the world's bookworms, he feels that it is not easy to be embarrassed to be low-key.

Mo Shanshan looked at him and suddenly asked, "What do you think of this signature?"

Her expression was very focused, and she seemed to value how Ning Que would answer.

Ning Que did not expect that she would ask her opinion, alienated: "Are you talking about chicken soup?"

Mo Shanshan looked at him seriously and said: "Brother Zhang is a student of Chang'an Academy. Of course I have heard of the chicken soup post. I heard that this post is the masterpiece of the academy.

There is a lot of sour words: knowing yourself is always the hardest, and it ’s difficult to comment on yourself, especially if you do n’t know the listener, if you still want to praise yourself.

Ning Que concealed his true identity from the disciples of Mochiyuan. Although there is no malicious intention, the relationship between the two parties is so close. Once exposed, it will inevitably be embarrassing, so he has to continue to conceal it temporarily before there is no suitable opportunity. At this time, facing this situation is even more awkward.

And he does n’t know what the girl rune thinks about the chicken soup post and the one who wrote the chicken soup post. If she likes to appreciate it, would n’t it be troublesome if she hates her calligraphy? This kind of possibility is not small, although there are often sayings that there is no first in the text, but in fact, after reading the conflicts that occurred when the poets and bookmen met in the city of Chang'an, you can know that people like Mo Shanshan who are longer than calligraphy have other ideas. There will always be some disapproval.

Scholars are relatively light, is it not true among scholars?

"This post does not know how to converge. It looks like nothing new, but in fact it is nothing more than a chicken thief's method. The evil way is inking. It is not worth mentioning. "

He did not hesitate to degrade the chicken soup, and calmly expressed his expression, hiding all the embarrassing and bitter huanglian in his body, not daring to let it flow. This may be the so-called price.

Mo Shanshan looked at him quietly, and seemed to want to tell whether he was telling the truth, or derogatory at will. After a long time, she seriously asked again: "What did Brother think of the flowers?"

Ning Que looked at her and said in a startle, "Sister and sister have even read the flower posts?"

Mo Shanshan shook his head and said, "I have collected some copybooks from the calligrapher of the academy, but the flowers are hidden in the deep palace, and the copybooks are all collected in the palace of the kings of Chang'an City, so I only hear their names. No signs of it. "

Ning Que felt slightly relaxed and responded with a smile: "I haven't seen it, so I can't comment."

Mo Shanshan's eyes fell slightly, and he fell on the chicken soup post in his hand. I didn't know what was in my heart. Only she sighed slightly and turned to continue to describe her hairpin.

During the battle under the meadow that day, she saw the picture over the wall of fire, but failed to see the fleeting fire mass in front of the horse thief ’s front door. If she knew that Ning Que beside her was also a person of Taoism, Perhaps her ideas will be completely different, and her performance at this time will naturally be different.

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Going deep into the wasteland, and then from the northeast to the northwest, you can see the faint mountain shadow in the distance of the sky dome in a short time.

Minshan is the most magnificent and longest mountain range in the world. It stretches from the depth of the wasteland to the south until the south of Hebei Province of Datang near the site of Chang’an City. It stretches for many kilometers. It seems that Haotian left in the north of the world. A sword.

In the middle part of the wasteland, there is a break in Minshan, forming a natural canyon. The west of the canyon is built with a city. The north side of Datang Road is elaborately guarded and guarded, and Minshan is divided into two north and south foothills due to this break.

The vast Minshan Mountain where Ning Que lived was the southern foot, and the northern foot of Minshan was deep in the wilderness. It was called the Tashi Mountain by the barbarians, which means Tianqishan, meaning that if you walk out of this mountain, you will be treated as Haotian. Abandoned.

There is a fertile pasture in the east of Tianqi, and the tribes left accounted for live on this pasture for generations, and Wang Ting is there.

Looking at the mountain shadow beside the sky dome through the car window, Ning Que naturally thought of Minshan in the south, Beilu Junzhen Fort at the other end of the mountain, and the old folks in Weicheng. He left Bishui Camp and entered the food team. He had been walking into the wasteland for many days, but the mountain range was still there, as if it hadn't changed.

Seeing the mountains and running dead horses, not to mention such a majestic and steep mountain range, Wang Ting is near, but it will take some time to arrive. As the distance is getting closer, Ning Que becomes more and more silent, more time Hidden in the carriage and refused to come down, even Tmall girl called him to see the white crane in the wetland, and could not call him.

Because he needs time to think about two very important issues.

After attacking their horse thieves on the meadow and following them for many days, it was later determined that the target of this group of horse thieves was themselves, so it means that they started leaving the Bishui camp and joined the food team, and the forces behind the horse thieves already knew.

Who are the minions of the horse thieves or the horse thieves? Who wants to kill yourself? Who is that horse thief collar? The Great Master of Dongxuan Realm is definitely not a simple horse thief. The lack of soldier's breath that he felt during the battle made his mood heavy.

The right arm of the horse thief was cut off by him. After being rescued by his subordinates, if he did not die on the wasteland, he would definitely need local treatment. Such a heavy injury can not be cured by the ordinary thief's earthen nest. The man needs a doctor's medicine and needs to hurry up. The place closest to the meadow that can cure the broken arm injury is the left account. Wang Ting.

The grain and grass were destroyed. Mo Shanshan insisted on bringing Mochiyuan disciples to Wang Ting. Ning Que did not express any objection. In addition to the friendship formed during the battle, there is another reason for this.

No matter who is behind the group of horse thieves is Wang Ting's single or other person, he firmly believes that the horse thief collar is as long as alive, then at least 90% of the chances are hidden in Wang Ting.

He wants to find the other party, ask some questions, and then kill the other party.

In addition to this, he is still introspecting what he did after leaving the academy to the wasteland.

From a very young age, after every difficult life-and-death battle, he will analyze and summarize afterwards, which is why he survived with Sang Sang.

Introspection has become one of his instincts. However, this time the introspection in the carriage was deeper than every introspection in those years, and even traced back to all actions after leaving Weicheng and entering Changan.

After thinking in silence for a long time, he confirmed that after leaving Weicheng, especially after entering the college, there are many actions or choices that are not the most appropriate one, because he has fallen into a certain kind of thinking misunderstanding.

When he was in Weicheng, he was used to riding into the plain alone, exploring the enemy's situation for the general, and chasing the horse thief with his robes, so this time he took the college to the wilderness and practiced, carrying two important tasks delivered by His Majesty and the National Division. , Still used to acting like this, disguised as a food team, only thinking of acting in secret.

However, he has forgotten his present. He is no longer a small army soldier in Weicheng, not a scout, not a woodcutter in Subbi Lake, but a disciple of the Master, a student in the back hill of the academy, and a gold medalist for His Majesty the Emperor. , Is the identity of a guest secretary at the south gate of Haotiandao and Tianshu.

Acting in secret means that these backgrounds that make countless people admire and respect all the backgrounds have no meaning. The temple cavalry commander knew that Mo Shanshan was a bookworm, so he would not dare to make arrogant words. Identified, where did the horse thieves dare to attack?

There is also an extremely important point: Before leaving the academy, the 2nd Brother specifically reminded himself in the Houshan that the people who went out of the academy could only bully others, not be bullied. It was so grand and arrogant, but he did n’t have any disciples of Houshan disciples at the moment Identity, even if it is arrogant, who knows that this is the arrogance of the academy?

Ning Que supported the jaw with his hand, leaning on the carriage window, looking at the mountain range and the tent in the distance, and thought helplessly, the poor boy in the countryside entered the city and earned a lot of money, and he would only secretly buy some houses. To eat a few bowls of hot and sour noodle soup, the grass roots are too long, and it still takes some time to get used to bullying.

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It's already winter in winter, and it's freezing in the cold. I don't know if the grassland under the Tianji Mountain is because of the geothermal relationship between the mountains. There are still some green grass in the east and west ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The tent is like a white cloud in the pasture Full bloom.

Two carriages, several tired horses carrying disciples from Moheyuan of Dahe Country came to the pasture, there was no food team behind them, and there was no guard cavalry. They looked a bit bleak.

The peace agreement between the prairie barbarian Zuo Wang Wang Ting and the Central Plains Allied Forces has officially begun. All forces gathered here with cavalry. From afar, they heard a noisy and lively voice, and I do n’t know how many people were drinking.

A cavalry of Wang Ting welcomed the disciples of Mochiyuan into the camp. Obviously, the attack on the meadow and the runes of the half rune had been circulated. Some people knew that the bookworm was in the carriage, so the cavalry behaved still. Be respectful.

On the contrary, the messenger guards from the Central Plains in the camp looked a bit cold when watching the disciples of Mochiyuan. They didn't understand the destruction of grain and grass. Why didn't these people return to Yanbei, but came to the king's court? Didn't the disciples of Mochiyuan know that some big figures in the temple and the coalition forces were extremely dissatisfied with their performance?

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(I have almost two days to die ...) a.