Mu Qianmei and Liu Tingfeng rode their respective horses, and with a tap of the reins, the two horses raised their hooves and walked away. m.

Outside the felt tent, Jiang Yunyi and Zhuang Shujun quietly looked at the two who were far away, and did not speak for a long time.

In the morning breeze, there is a slight coolness.

And in the felt tent, there was another person who also watched thoughtfully as the two rode away on horseback, until they turned into two small black dots and disappeared at the end of the grassland.

That is Mu Qianmei's father, Yun Zhonghe.

In fact, the crane in the cloud also didn't rest well all night, and they all said that "the mother of the child is worried", and why don't you worry about being a father?

Even the crane in the clouds, as the king of a country, is no exception.

When the figures of the two could no longer be seen, the crane in the cloud sighed, slowly returned to the desk, picked up a copy of "Lingyin Poetry Collection", and as soon as he opened it, he arrived at "Jiangchengzi. Ten years of life and death", it seems that this page is a page that he often flips through.

He read it several times and couldn't help but pick up the pen and ink and start writing

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window. There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka. ”

He uses regular script, writing slowly and seriously one stroke at a time, it seems that every stroke, every painting is condensed with infinite affection and reminiscence, and the expression on his face is also dignified and sad, full of endless pain.

After writing it, my eyes seemed to be still looking at the words in front of me, but in fact, my mind had already drifted to seventeen years ago......

It was an unforgettable love, and those years of getting along well, although short, became the most beautiful memories of his life.

Although there are 3,000 beauties in the harem, there are few confidants, and there is only one person who can really enter her heart, and she is not in the palace.

Acquaintances all over the world, how many people can you know?

He didn't expect to meet a real bosom friend, but he didn't expect an encounter in a private interview with Weifu, but he was fortunate to meet the woman Murong Xiaoshuang, who was known by the world as "the first beauty and the first talented woman in Drifting Rain City".

If life is only as it first seems.

I still remember the thrilling feeling of the first meeting, that kind of beauty, not only the flawless appearance, but more importantly, a natural otherworldly, as if it does not eat the fireworks of the world, as if it comes from the heavenly palace.

I still remember the harmonious scene of drinking and talking that day, the first time we met, it was as if we had known each other for thousands of years, that kind of ideological resonance, spiritual harmony, is a kind of harmony of the soul and the fit of the soul.

I still remember that night she played the piano for him and whispered, singing and dancing lightly, at that moment, the perfect combination of the two people's piano and song became the eternity of the heart.

Now, the Si people have gone, leaving a period of sadness.

The most beautiful memory is also the deepest pain in my heart.

Who else can sing for me, and drink and talk?

Who else can sing and dance for me, and sing and sing for me?

The crane in the cloud looked at the poems in front of him stupidly, and couldn't help but evoke endless sorrow.

He muttered to himself:

"Ten years of life and death, seventeen years in the blink of an eye, thousands of miles of lonely grave, where is your grave?"

"I don't know who this Dongpo layman is, a few poems in it, the first is a classic, there are such amazing and brilliant characters in the world? After reading his poems, I didn't dare to write poems anymore. ”

"Being able to write this poem, it can be seen that he is also a person of great affection? It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to meet such a strange person. ”

"I don't know these poems, butterflies

Where did you get it, probably only such a master in the world can teach such an excellent student as Die'er! ”

"I think Butterfly seems to be as good as her mother!"

Talking to himself, the crane in the clouds covered his scrolls and pondered, and the expression on his face was sometimes sad and sometimes stretched, as if he had wandered out of the object again.

After a while, seeing that the time of the morning dynasty had come, the crane in the clouds regained his mind and slowly walked towards the temporary tent hall.

Although the army is on the march, but after all, the emperor himself led the army to travel, the etiquette system can not be abolished, every day, the minister of civil and military affairs must go to the temporary tent hall to discuss the state and military affairs together.

Five days later, Mo Siyuan and Shen Donglin finally arrived.

The young scholar of the year has now grown into a mature scribe who is gentle and elegant, with a good demeanor, a little less frivolous and a little more steady.

After a few years of getting along, the two are very familiar with Jiang Yunyi and Zhuang Shujun.

After a long absence, it was inevitable that there would be a burst of cold and warmth, and then Jiang Yunyi told them what he was going to do.

Mo Siyuan and Shen Donglin didn't expect that the former dean of the mysterious king, the elder of the beggar gang king, would be Jiang Yunyi, the national teacher of Yunyu Country, who was famous all over the world back then.

So I respect this predecessor even more.

After meeting the emperor, a delegation of 72 people, full of everyone's ardent hopes, set off the next day.

At this point, only Zhuang Shujun, Bai Zhiming and a group of civil and military ministers remained by the emperor's side in the barracks, constantly watching the movements of Eastern Qin, while stepping up the training of soldiers, waiting for the early return of the two teams.

In the vast prairie, Mu Qianmei and Liu Tingfeng hurried almost day and night, and only when they were too tired would they sit down and meditate cross-legged, which was both rest and cultivation.

On the way, I also saw many large and small grassland tribes, but after several overt and covert visits, I still did not know the specific location of the Qiyan tribe.

However, although they don't know the specific location, they have inquired about several places that the Qiyan tribe has been to in the past three years, but unfortunately they are just places they have been to.

The most recent trace was also a place I visited half a year ago, and now it is no longer there, and as for where I have gone after leaving, I can't find out anymore.

On this day, they walked casually again and came to a small tribe called the Wangu tribe.

The Wangu tribe is a small tribe of only more than 30,000 people.

When Mu Qianmei passed by here with Liu Tingfeng, it was just in time for them to catch the market.

After days of eating and sleeping, both of them wanted to improve their food, and they could rest and rest first, and they could continue to inquire about the news of the Qiyan tribe.

So they led their horses into the market.

People come and go, all of them are people dressed in grassland costumes.

Fortunately, when Mu Qianmei was in the Qiyan tribe, she also learned some simple grassland languages, so there was no problem with some simple communication.

As soon as they walked into the bazaar, they became the center of attention.

The reason is that they look like foreigners in their clothes, and the men are handsome, the women are beautiful, and they are very eye-catching when they walk in the crowd.

Moreover, Mu Qianmei is holding the red shadow, tall and supernatural, and the momentum is extraordinary, at first glance, it is not an ordinary horse, and in this grassland, it is even more enviable.

With the passage of time, Liu Tingfeng has gradually become accustomed to being watched and judged by others.

If you are used to it, you will no longer be so nervous and afraid.

What's more, in this grassland, he can't understand what others say, too

It's even more lazy to care.

Liu Tingfeng asked casually:

"Senior sister, can you understand what they are talking about?"

"I also understand a few words occasionally, which is nothing more than that we are strangers and rarely seen here, and that my red shadow is a rare good horse, and they also praise you as a beautiful man! Hehe......"

Mu Qianmei said at the end, and couldn't help but laugh too.

Liu Tingfeng immediately blushed and said:

"I think there are more people who praise you for your beauty, you look at the streets, can you find someone more beautiful than you?"

"Huh...... I can't imagine that Tingfeng will praise people now, by the way, let's find a place to eat first! ”

Mu Qianmei proposed.

"Okay, I haven't had a good meal for a few days, what does my sister want to eat?"

Liu Tingfeng asked.

"What you can eat on the grassland is mutton and glutinous rice, and what you can drink is probably butter tea and mare's milk. Let's go, let's go to the shop in front of us to eat. ”

Mu Qianmei pointed to an ordinary small restaurant not far in front of her and said.

"Well, let's go, I want to taste it too, and see if it's delicious."

Liu Tingfeng said, followed Mu Qianmei and walked towards the restaurant.

The shopkeeper enthusiastically helped the two lead the horses to the backyard stable to feed the forage.

Mu Qianmei looked left and right and found that this restaurant was very good compared to the neighborhood, most of the surrounding were simpler felt tents, and the business was also better.

Most of the people who come to the market are ordinary people, who can eat enough and are not willing to waste, so they all choose those affordable and cheap restaurants to eat.

Mu Qianmei and the others walked into the store and found that the sanitary environment here was still very good, but there were not many people, and there were six tables but three were empty.

The boss is a chubby middle-aged man, always smiling, like Maitreya Buddha, looking very kind, he saw that Mu Qianmei and the two were extraordinary, and they were dressed as foreigners, and immediately greeted each other with a smile, greeted warmly, and greeted him in the non-standard Yugu lingua franca:

"Welcome, two guest officers, please take a seat!"

As he spoke, the two of them came to an empty table and sat down.

Mu Qianmei casually ordered a few popular dishes from the grassland, and he estimated that Liu Tingfeng was not used to drinking mare's milk, so he asked for butter tea and called glutinous rice cakes.

After the dish was served, Liu Tingfeng looked at the dish in front of him and felt good, he didn't eat meat for a few days, he immediately took a piece of mutton and put it in his mouth, but as soon as he bit it, he found that something was wrong.

A strong smell of mutton made him immediately feel a little sick to his stomach, and he quickly spit out the meat on the table, and then took a sip of the butter tea in front of him, feeling that the taste was also weird, but it was better than mutton.

This is the first time he eats mutton, he is still not used to it.

So I only ate glutinous rice and some vegetables, drank a few sips of butter tea, and didn't want to eat anymore.

Mu Qianmei had also eaten shabu mutton and mutton skewers in her previous life, plus the last period of grassland life she experienced, so she was still acceptable to such a taste, but she also ate a few pieces of mutton.

After eating, Mu Qianmei finished the bill and took Liu Tingfeng to prepare to walk out of the small restaurant.

However, at this time, the shopkeeper suddenly ran over nervously and said:

"Boss, boss, it's not good; One of the two guest officers' horses was stolen. ”

"What? The horse was stolen? Check it out! ”

The fat boss also looked nervous and ran to the stables in the backyard with Mu Qianmei and the others.