Liu Dunxing arrived at the meeting hall of Liuzhong Ranch, and many pastoral officials came out to greet him, and after a few words, Lord Liu ordered, "Go and call Lot Dao." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

As soon as Luo Dao arrived, Liu Dunxing did not mention the matter of letting him return to Xizhou, but said, "Don't drive the letter sent back last time, you must not neglect any of the things in it......

Lot Dao said, "Don't worry, Lord Liu, I dare to delay the matter of Gao Don't drive, the light one is a leather whip, and the heavy one, don't drive the adult's foot and kick it to the chest of the lower official!" ”

"Then why don't you do it quickly? Besides, how can Master Gao do this to you? ”

"Back to my lord, the official has already ordered the matter to stop." He also said, "Xia Guan has received the grace of Gao Da to save his life, and he has been Gao Da's housekeeper, how dare he not do his best!" ”

But the news he got from Ma Dafa and Ma Buping that Lot Dao had always been in the stable, when did he deal with so many things?

Moreover, Liu Dunxing looked at Lord Luo's meaning, and he didn't seem to shy away from the fact that he was Gao Jun's housekeeper, and he couldn't help but wonder secretly in his heart.

Luo Dao said, "It's just that Xiaguan is thinking about Master Gao and Mrs. Fan at this time, the snow-capped mountains, the big rivers are dense, and the weather is cold on the way to Tubo, and they have never been there, and now they have sent back the guide, how to go on this way!" ”

Liu Dunxing made his heartfelt words a little moved, so he said, "Lord Luo, why don't you go back to Xizhou, and deal with some things to save people passing them back and forth." ”

However, Luo Dao said, "My lord, the wife of the lower official is about to give birth, and it is not good to toss anymore." But as long as the lady gives birth, the lower officials will definitely respect Lord Sima's will and rush back. ”

Looking at Lot's words, he didn't hold any grudge against himself for letting him come to the stable, and then looked at his respectful face, which seemed to be more pleasing to the eye than before. He said secretly, Gao Beijia's temper is also a little bad, how can he kick out at every turn for a Hu Cao!

Liu Dunxing said, "Lord Luo, then you are temporarily in Ranch Village, and you don't have to ask me when you will go back." ”

Lot responded again and again, and sent Master Sima to get up and go back to Xizhou.

Liu Dunxing looked along the way, the loom in the weaving yard of the old village was ringing, and there was laughter and laughter inside, and the sixth, seventh, and eighth ladies of Gao Beijia were all there, surrounded by several female weavers talking.

The ranch was in full swing inside and outside, with the voices of people, horses, and textiles intertwined, and everyone went their own way, unaffected by the departure of the other car. Liu Dunxing couldn't help but feel a little more about Gao Beijia in his heart, that is, he didn't know where he and Mrs. Fan were at this time.

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When Liu Xingwang left the car, he taught them all the commonly used Tibetan dialects he knew, and they could use them along the way.

He also took out the map that Gao Jun had carried, and based on his previous impressions, he highlighted the places that needed attention. For example, where there is a post station, where the miasma is so strong that it cannot be stopped for a long time, where there is no post station but you can sleep in the open, where there will be Qiang people and small Tibetan tribes that need to be avoided, where there are big rivers, swamps, and tuyeres......

At this time, Gao Jun and Fan Ying rode a camel together and marched to Tibet according to the route marked by the guide.

Fan Ying didn't seem to be worried about sending back the guide at all, but instead had more opportunities to be alone with her senior brother, and no one eavesdropped on her whispers.

The two sat between the humps, Fan Ying in front and Gao Jun in the back, and Fan Ying completed the reins, which was more interesting.

During the march, Gao Jun often wrapped his two arms around from behind, hugged Fan Ying's waist tightly, and his head fell over her shoulders, behind her ears, cheeks, and neck, borrowing the rhythm of a camel's march to arch back and forth, and sometimes Fan Ying couldn't care less about talking to him.

Except for the occasional Qiang grazing and pedestrians passing by in the distance, she would remind her senior brother to pay attention, and at other times she didn't care about him being so presumptuous.

It was only when camping at night that Gao Beijia seemed extremely serious, and sometimes he ran to a high place to take a look, and then decided that he could not stay. They seldom go to the tents or camps of the Qiang people, preferring to find a secluded place to rest.

And Fan Ying listened to everything Gao Jun, every time she laid the sleeping bag, she was the first to get in, the dense and soft yak felt in the sleeping bag was very windproof, and after a while, her body warmed up.

Until this time, the two fur coats prepared for them at home were not used once, and they were always tied on the back of a hunchback. When Gao Jun also came in, the camel was also tied to lie down in the leeward place, silent, and the sleeping bag was warmer and more interesting.

Nine days later, they arrived at a post station in the Tang Dynasty on the border of Tibet, Moliyi.

The post officer in the post station was enthusiastic about the other drivers and other drivers from Xizhou, arranged the best guest rooms for them, and also arranged wine and dinner for them.

For this extraordinary young Xizhou don't drive, most of the people in the central and western parts of the Tang Dynasty who have some side work with official affairs know his deeds, and they are even more respectful when they see him.

Especially when I saw the beautiful lady who didn't drive, from the post man to the post pawn, the surprise on everyone's face couldn't be concealed at all.

Fan Ying was originally from Yuhang County, born beautiful, and after many years of martial arts, she had a sassy chivalrous style.

Especially this trip to Tibet made her feel comfortable and distracted, except for the camel ride is love, so she added some gentle and beautiful air to the original two temperaments.

At this time, he became an outsider and was the last group of officials of the Tang Dynasty on the way here, and Fan Ying, who was still a little arrogant on weekdays, was dignified and delicate and steady.

Yi Cheng personally drove the lamp for Gao Bei, and told them that 90 miles east from Moli Yi, through Wei Chichuan and Kubahai, there were 1,200 Zhenwu troops stationed in Chiling from the Tang Dynasty. The Tang Dynasty entered Tibet from the right of Long, and all took the road to Chiling.

Go southwest from Mo Liyi, and cross the Tang Boundary Monument is the Tubo Boundary. In that year, the Tang envoy sent Princess Wencheng to Tubo, and the princess was reluctant to give up here, so she set up a post station and named it Moli.

Yi Cheng said that after this post, you have to go through eleven posts, seven mountains, and thirteen rivers to reach the city, and the road is difficult and dangerous. And those little-known small ridges are innumerable, with snow everywhere, sometimes miasma, lakes, seas, rivers and pools are dotted around, don't drive and your wife should be more careful.

Hearing him say this, Fan Ying was also a little worried, and hurriedly took out the map they brought, and Lord Yicheng once again corrected and supplemented it, and then solemnly put it away.

Maybe the journey will be more difficult after that, and Gao Jun will never have such a chance to drink heartily again, so don't drive and drink with the people in the post endlessly, Fan Ying is not embarrassed to stop it.

When Gao Jun asked people to help him back to the guest room, he fell asleep after a while, and Yi Cheng said apologetically, "When you meet a distant eunuch on the edge of the border, you don't know how to drink the wine, Mrs. Fan, take care of it!" He said and quit.

Fan Ying lost her anger when she heard what people said, and helped him remove the clothes that she hadn't left for many days, so tired that she sweated, and Gao Jun didn't know it.

Later, two postmen carried a large wooden barrel, filled it with hot water, and put down soap powder, hand towels and other items before leaving.

Fan Ying closed the door tightly, knowing that it would be very difficult to walk all the way, and maybe there was no place to wash with peace of mind, so she went to take a bath and got into the quilt of another car.

She reached out and caressed his hard, warm chest like a spring breeze across the rolling fields.

But the field was indifferent, and the wind was more affectionate.