The second day of the first month.

Ning Chen finally returned to Fengtian in a hurry.

Li Panruo and Hongyao were squatting at the door, looking through the autumn water.

When that slender figure arrived at the door of the house covered with wind and snow, the red medicine roared twice, and rushed towards Ning Chen with one strong step.

Ning Chen smiled strangely, grabbed a snowball and smashed it at the red medicine.

The young and ignorant little girl didn't have time to react, so she ate a snowball all over her face on the spot, opened her mouth and let out a wow, and snowflakes and saliva flew sideways.

Li Panruo, who was dressed in red, covered his mouth and smiled, and then shook his head, as if he was secretly blaming Ning Chen for being such a big person, and bullying a little girl in her early teens.

Not to be outdone, Hongyao's small body picked up a big snowball and drove Ning Chen all over the yard.

Chickens fly and dogs jump.

Dog's breakfast.

The two played for a while, Ning Chen picked up the red medicine and stood quietly in the courtyard, watching the branches be covered with snow, showing a dreamlike and stunning scene.

Li Banruo didn't say a word, and looked at Ning Chen quietly.

"When I was studying in the mountains when I was a child, every time it snowed, my face was tense all year long, and the old-fashioned master finally agreed to go to school for one day and let us have enough fun at one time."

"One year, just that one hope."

Li Panruo stood in the wind and snow, leaned his little head against Ning Chen, and said in a mournful tone.

That year, there was Murong Qingyi, who loved to cry, and Xiao Panruo, who had a stable personality and was stubborn and impermanent.

There is the thin and small Huangfu Feiyue, who is like black charcoal, and the taciturn but thoughtful Nalan Qingqiu.

Naturally, there is also this one in the past, a young man surnamed Ning who used to be in Chang'an.

The five people, nodding through the elders of their respective families, were sent to the secluded residence of the old scholar to learn from their teachers.

Among them, Ning Chen chose to learn Go.

The rest of the people have their own choices.

After a recollection, Ning Chen smiled, but he lost his mind for a few seconds, and his brows were covered with a layer of worry.

"Master, it's been a long time since you left." Ning Chen muttered to himself.

Leaving does not blindly represent the passing away and the death.

Rather, they went somewhere.

Of course, unlike traveling all over the world, this old pedant who had taken a few of their young children back then, after they succeeded in their studies and sent them back to the family one by one, they were silent, as if they disappeared out of thin air.

More than 10 years ago.

This old pedant never appeared again in the vast world of the north.

As if seeing Ning Chen's concern, Li Panruo said softly, "Master should be fine, after all, he is one of the saints of the Quartet." ”

Above the rivers and lakes.

Saint of the Quartet.

In addition to the Tuoba God, who ranks first in the world, he will have the cultivation of a saint, and the Buyi Tianjiao Gu Santong who escaped into the saint realm overnight before he died, but unfortunately died on the same day.

Eliminate the ancient three links, and then erase the Tuoba general.

Now there are three saints, who have successively sat in the red world.

One of them was the old scholar who had taken them in the early years, but after sending them away, this old-fashioned old fellow said that he was going to check something on the other side of the mountain.

The other side of the mountain.

What exactly does it mean, Ning Chen still has no understanding.

"What's on the other side of the mountain?" Ning Chen patted his forehead, looking confused.

Li Panruo pouted and persuaded, "If you can't figure out something, don't think about it too much, just know that Master is fine." ”

"That's right." Ning Chen turned around, touched his stomach, and asked with a smile, "I'm hungry." ”

"It's been ready for a long time."

Li Panruo turned around to go to the hot dish, and Ning Chen and Hongyao played around for a while before entering the house one after another.

In the New Year's season, the family is reunited, and it stands to reason that there are no tired passers-by during such a period of time.

However, Fengtian, the fastest growing civilization soil, ushered in a group of elite armor teams in the snowstorm.

The sword hangs on the side of the horse, and the spear is in the air.

The team leader is even more thick and majestic.

One person was in the front, and the remaining seventeen war horses, stepping on heavy iron hooves, walked into the junction of Fengtian City, and then stayed for a few minutes, just like this, as if no one was around.

Whether it is clothing, temperament, or posture, they are very different from Fengtian's locals, and as soon as they appeared, they attracted the attention of all parties.

Here, Ning Chen finished eating a bowl of hot soup and rice, Song Que walked into the inner hall with an excited expression, and said in an excited tone, "Young marshal, someone is looking for you, guess who is coming?" ”

Ning Chen wiped his mouth and scolded with a smile, "So who is looking for me?" ”

"Yanyun Eighteen Rides." Song Que blinked, overjoyed.

These eighteen people from Yanyun City are the companion brothers of Yan Xuanji, the head of the Yan family.

It's a pity that with the stabilization of the situation in the south, these eighteen people have gradually lost their usefulness.

The rivers and lakes are reckless, especially in the early decades, the predecessors who are used to galloping on horses, and their favorite is the life of Jin Ge Iron Horse.

This time, it was suddenly uninvited.

In fact, Ning Chen also guessed the other party's intentions.

He waved his hand and gestured, "Set the wine, serve the food, and I'll receive them." ”

After a while, outside the courtyard, a heavy iron hoof sounded.

Ning Chen put his hands behind his back, stood under the eaves, and met him in person.

Jing Ge saw Ning Chen, stroked his beard with his big hand, laughed twice, immediately dismounted, and then knelt on one knee, please ask Ning Chen, "Jing Ge, I've seen the young marshal." ”

"What are you doing so politely, go, go into the house and drink."

Ning Chen didn't have any distinction between high and low, and after seeing this group of teams, he motioned for them to hurry into the house.

For the New Year, what you want is a lively atmosphere.

A large number of people, in an uproar, went directly to the spacious courtyard, drank and punched, occasionally drank and had a good drink, and had to draw a knife to try a competition, but it was all up to the point.

Jing Ge, Shen Jianjun, Song Que, as well as Ning Chen, Li Banruo and several others sat at the same table.

After three rounds of drinking, Jing Ge smiled, approached Ning Chen while he was drinking, and said euphemistically, "The young marshal should also know the purpose of my brothers coming to you, you see?" ”

"See what?" Ning Chen deliberately pretended to be confused.

Jing Ge rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "It's not a secret, we are too tired of staying in Yanyun, I heard that the young marshal is going to fight a battle in the north in the spring, no, more than a dozen of our brothers also want to go over and join in the fun." ”

"The people I'm going to deal with, don't you coax, are you sure you want to go?" Ning Chen asked with a smile.

Jing Ge sat down in front of Ning Chen with a bold move, and said in a heroic tone, "What are you afraid of, back then, my eighteen brothers were intercepted by thousands of private soldiers with heavy armor, and they were directly torn apart, my Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry is not a bad race?" ”

Ning Chen hummed and said in a deep voice, "It's okay to take you over, but there is a word first, once the war starts, obey the dispatch, and live or die." ”

Jing Ge's eyes lit up, he pushed away the long wooden chair on the spot, and knelt on one knee again, "The last general, Jing Ge, I am willing to follow the young marshal to the death." ”

"I am willing to follow the young marshal to the death."

“……”

"I am willing to follow the young marshal to the death."

Eighteen people before and after, kneeling on the ground one by one, swore allegiance to Ning Chen.

Ning Chen gently sipped a glass of wine and smiled without saying a word.

(End of chapter)