Xiao Chiye was like a basin of cold water pouring his head into his head, which made him not only sober, but even his cold hairs stood up. He sat up and stared at Xiao Fangxu for a moment, his mind was empty, as if he had been punched so hard that even the inside of his chest was rotted. He suddenly pushed Xiao Fangxu away, got off the bed and wanted to put on boots, but he hit the corner of the table and almost didn't stand up, the boots just couldn't be found.
Chen Yang and Gu Jin were standing outside the tent to watch the night. Seeing that the curtain was lifted with a "swoosh", Xiao Chiye stomped his boots and stepped on the ground like a ghost. To release the reins of the waves and snow lapel.
Gu Jin reacted the fastest, stepped out one step, dragged the reins, and said anxiously, "Master!"
Chen Yang followed closely, going in to find clothes and boots.
Xiao Fangxu bent over and asked in confusion, "Don't you know? Didn't this happen long ago? When he went to Chazhou."
Seeing Xiao Fangxu's expression, Chen Yang suddenly understood, slapped his forehead, turned around and shouted, "Chazhou! Master, it's Chazhou! Young master is fine!"
These voices shouted loudly, blowing Xiao Chiye's fright back. He turned around and rushed towards Xiao Fangxu. His eyes were flushed with excitement. When he got to Xiao Fangxu, he turned around again, wiped his face, and said, "Daddy!"
* * *
The scars on Shen Zechuan's palm were all gone, and only one scar remained.
As soon as August passed, the rain in Ibaraki stopped, the frost increased, and the weather became colder. Yao Wenyu has contracted the cold in recent days, and seldom goes out indoors with Tang Po in her arms. Fei Sheng was still with Shen Zechuan, but Li Xiong rarely mentioned Lei Jingzhe.
"Han Jin is still in prison?" Shen Zechuan asked Fei Sheng from the window after drinking the medicine.
Fei Sheng replied: "It's still here, the master is kind-hearted, and he didn't kill him, but he screams all day long, and has no intention of repenting."
Shen Zechuan held the porcelain bowl in his hand, looked at the patterns for a while, and said, "He's Han Cheng's younger brother."
Fei Sheng lowered his eyes for no reason and shivered.
Han Cheng beheaded Qi Huilian in the street. According to Fei Sheng's speculation on Shen Zechuan's temper, Shen Zechuan kept Han Jin not killing him at all, not to intimidate Qi Du, but to keep it for great use. Fei Sheng didn't dare to guess, and didn't want to guess, what he was serving as a guard was Shen Zechuan's dagger, and he would do whatever Shen Zechuan asked him to do.
Shen Zechuan raised his eyes and saw that the sunlight outside the window was coldly drying on the ground, drenching the cream with tears. He smiled inexplicably and said, "Let people out."
Fei Sheng responded.
Shen Zechuan said: "Give him a bath and change his clothes, and then give him food and a soft bed. From today onwards, he doesn't have to do anything, let him play to his heart's content."
Fei Sheng didn't dare to make any difference, he answered again and withdrew. As soon as he exited, Qiao Tianya came in through the curtain.
"The letter from Libei," Qiao Tianya put the letter on Shen Zechuan's desk, "I sent it quickly, I have something to tell my master."
"Is Yuan Zhuo better?" Shen Zechuan asked while opening the letter.
Before Qiao Tianya could answer, he was startled by Shen Zechuan's expression, and read the letter several times.
"About the winter market," Shen Zechuan paused for a moment, "I will personally go to the battlefield to interview King Libei."
* * *
The sky from the north is getting faster, and there are few sunny remnants of the autumn sun, but once it appears, it is so hot that people want to take off their clothes.
Xiao Chiye returned to the fighting area at the end of August and did not leave for the time being. Since he lost that battle, he has not rested. Whether it is to escort the baggage in the north, or to contact Dajing in the west, he is the one who runs with people. He seems to have been completely smoothed by Xiao Fangxu, and he began to be a young soldier willingly.
When Chen Yang went to fetch water, he saw Xiao Chiye standing on the withered pasture and training his horse. Said to be horse-training, but it was actually much gentler. The horse with a white body and a little black on its chest was the one that Lu Yizhi wanted to leave to his daughter-in-law. When Xiao Chiye was running errands last month, he brought it out directly and asked him to tame it himself.
Xiao Fangxu rode his horse over from the other end, swooped down with the wind, rubbed past Xiao Fangxu with a "swoosh", and flew up again along the grass line, twisted his lower body and flew away.
Xiao Fangxu dismounted, threw the reins to the lieutenant behind, took off his helmet, spat out the dust in his mouth, and squinted at Xiao Chiye. After a long while, he took off his heavy armor, took off the saddle from his horse, turned over again, and waved at Xiao Chiye from a distance.
Zuo Qianqiu was lying on the railing, his white hair was blown by the wind, watching their father and son side by side. Wu Ziyu took a few steps closer and stepped on the railing. The Libei Iron Cavalry and the Imperial Army behind them all surrounded, blocking the railing on this side.
Tantai Hu was so squeezed that he couldn't get his hands free, stretched his neck and shouted, "What is this for!"
Wu Ziyu held up a steamed bun and shouted in a hoarse voice in the midst of the noise: "If the second son wins today, the escort team will be the uncle this month! Give us two more spoons for meals!"
Seeing this, Zuo Qianqiu smiled and said, "It will take a few years for Aye to win against his father."
"Second Young Master!" Tantai Hu wiped the sweat that dripped from his cheeks, his face was tanned and red, and he shouted unconvinced.
Zuo Qianqiu said: "What if the prince wins?"
Just as Chen Yang was about to say something, he heard Tantai Hu say loudly, "Then let's run along the grassland, and the dogs bark as we run—"
Wu Ziyu and Gu Jin immediately jumped up and blocked his mouth.
Zuo Qianqiu didn't miss the opportunity and said, "Okay! Ah Ye, do you hear me? If you lose your father today, your whole team will scream!"
Xiao Chiye raised his finger and blew the whistle, Lang Taoxue went around and ran to his side. He got on the horse and asked Xiao Fangxu, "Where are you going?"
Xiao Fangxu seemed to hesitate and said, "Where to..."
Before he could finish speaking, he had already driven his horse and rushed out.
The Imperial Army booed neatly, and Tantai Hu struggled to show his mouth, and said anxiously, "Why is this lord so shameless!"
Lang Taoxue lapel is like a black arrow leaving the string, and the wind rustles instantly. The sunny sun in the sky was dazzling, and the backs of the father and son running horses were almost exactly the same. He suddenly broke through the clouds and chased after him hard, biting behind Xiao Chiye, overlooking the pair of arrows one after the other. The blades of grass were trampled by horseshoes, and the wind was blowing the endless grass. They were among them, like the big and small stars falling into the waves, making long traces in the grass.
Xiao Chiye listened to the wind and saw Xiao Fangxu's back.
Xiao Fangxu is not old yet, how can he be old? He looks so strong and strong, as if he is no different from twenty years ago. As long as he raises his arms, he can lift his two sons and grow up on the grass. Laughing and crying one by one.
Xiao Chiye gradually chased after him, and Lang Taoxue was far stronger and younger than the horse under Xiao Fangxu's seat. It charged vigorously, staring straight ahead, as if nothing could stop it.
The two gradually ran side by side, sweating profusely. The sun was on their heads, making their backs hot, and this might be the last scorching sun and clear skies in Libei this year.
There is a stone tablet at the end, which is engraved with the Libei Iron Cavalry who died in the past year, the eagles that died with them, and the war horses that carried them. Just as the father and son were about to arrive at the last moment, they rushed over faster than them, made a circle, landed on the stone tablet, and won the first place.
"This is my eagle," Xiao Chiye slowed down and said, "I win."
"This is my land," Xiao Fangxu also stopped, turned and pointed at Xiao Chiye's feet, "I arrived eight hundred years earlier than you."
Xiao Chiye ignored this sentence indifferently.
They dismounted, and the sun had set in the west. Xiao Fangxu stepped on the stone steps, stood in front of the stone monument, and reached out to wipe the dust on it. The wind was strong here, and it blew his hair, making his temples messy and showing some white. He said, "There is still my brother here."
Xiao Chiye came up from behind and stood beside Xiao Fangxu.
"I brought your eldest brother here ten years ago," Xiao Fangxu pointed to somewhere, "there's a kid here, his name is Suining, with a very special name, he's the same age as your eldest brother."
Every year the stele is scraped off with old names and filled with new ones. This means that generations of Libei cavalry exist here, and it means that generations of Libei cavalry have disappeared here. The stone tablet is backed by Hongyan Mountain, where it is buried forever. They are both the wind of Hongyan Mountain and the stars of Hongyan Mountain.
"I want to be here," Xiao Chiye pointed at the center, "The place is big, the location is good, and you can see far away."
"This is my position," Xiao Fangxu said stingly, "I want everything here."
"What about my mother?" Xiao Chiye tilted his head and looked at Xiao Fangxu, "You leave her alone in the realm."
Xiao Fangxu didn't say a word. He crossed the stone monument and saw Hongyan Mountain. Then he seemed to be stabbed in the eyes by the setting sun, and turned around again, looking in the direction of the big realm. The wind blew his eyes, and he said, "We can look at each other and always face each other."
Xiao Chiye followed his gaze and looked out.
"We were born in it, and we died in the right place. Libei people are leaning against the mountains and rivers, facing the scorching sun, no matter if they are male or female, they are all iron bones." Xiao Fangxu opened his palm, and the strong wind passed through his palm, as soft as his wife's. Long hair, his only indulgence in the past few decades, "I will return to her arms one day."
Xiao Chiye looked at the rolling grass waves at the end, like an endless torrent. Everyone's so-called joys and sorrows are just a moment in the world, and they will be washed away in the blink of an eye.
Meeting is such a precious thing.
Xiao Fangxu turned around and gave Xiao Chiye a punch, then raised his arm and hugged Xiao Chiye heavily, but he quickly let go and said, "It will take years to surpass me!"
"Who knows." Xiao Chiye patted his chest, indicating his height.
Xiao Fangxu took a few steps, posing to pick up something from the ground. Xiao Chiye was thrown out of the shadow by the horse dung, and immediately turned around and ran away. As soon as he ran, Xiao Fangxu laughed.
The wind was still blowing, and the father and son made their way back to the setting sun.
Before dusk was over, Xiao Chiye took off his upper body clothes because of sweat, and stood in the river to take a shower. The water was sparkling, and when he watered it with a wooden bucket, the muscles of his entire back were covered with jumping golden light.
Xiao Chiye leaned over and tied his arm in the water. The fine iron was smashed to the point of being unusable, but he hadn't replaced it, and when he took it out, he removed the frayed dog leather leash on it. He turned around and said, "Give me more—"
The dusty Shen Zechuan stood on the slope by the river, and the afterglow of the setting sun splashed on the hem of his robe, which was also mixed with grass clippings.
Xiao Chiye misses him so much.
He stood in front of Xiao Chiye at the last moment when the afterglow was exhausted.