Nightfall

Tang Empire Tianqi In the thirteenth spring, Wei City had a rain.

In order to prevent the invasion of the barbarians on the grassland, this four-way earthen city wall was extremely thick and looked like a pierced earthen wall.

When dry, the floating soil on the soil wall will be swept away by the wind knife in the northwest, and then it will fall on the simple barracks and fall on the soldiers. The whole world will turn into a khaki, and people will fall into the sleep at night. There will be a sandstorm when shaking.

It is spring drought, this rain is just the hour, warmly welcomed by the soldiers, from the night to the pattering rain at this time to wash off the dust on the roof, as if the people’s eyes are also washed a lot brighter.

At least Ma Shixiang’s eyes are bright at this time.

As the highest military chief of Wei City, his attitude at this time was very humble. Although he was somewhat dissatisfied with the yellow mud footprints on the precious blankets, he succeeded in disguising the dissatisfaction into a glimpse of just the right amount of surprise.

Respectfully respecting the old man in the dirty robe next to the short man, he whispered: “The dear old man, don’t know if there is any other need in the account, if the noble person insists on starting tomorrow. Then, I can set aside a guard for the 100-person team at any time. I will immediately pass the record on the other side of the military.”

The old man smiled softly and pointed to the few silhouettes in the account. He shook his head and said that he had no opinion. Just then, an indifferent and proud woman voice came out of the account: “No, run your own errands.”

This morning, after the other team’s team rushed into Wei City, Ma Shixiang did not take long to guess the identity of the noble person in the team, so he did not have any opinion on the other’s pride and indifference.

The people in the account were silent for a moment, and suddenly said: “From Wei City to the capital, Mount Min is difficult to take the road. It seems that the rain will take some time. Maybe some mountain roads will be destroyed… You are from the army. Give me a guide in the middle.”

Ma Shixiang stunned and remembered a hateful guy. After a moment of silence, he bowed and replied: “There are ready-made candidates.”

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A few military officials outside the barracks 尉look at each other in dismay, the expressions on their faces are different, there are regrets that there are reluctance to be thankful and shocked, but obviously they did not think that Ma Shixiang would choose to let that person be a noble person. Wizard.

“General, are you really ready to let him go?” a military officer stunned.

Wei City is not big, and the officers and men are all added together with no more than 300 people. The military camp away from the bustling area is sometimes more like a bandit. The so-called general is only the lowest-ranking general. However, Ma Shixiang is extremely strict, or the Wei City gang leader likes to be called a general, so even in daily conversations, the subordinates can’t forget to add the general to the raise one’s head.

Ma Shixiang wiped the rain on his face and looked at the yellow-brown water in the barracks all around. He sighed with a sigh: “You can’t always leave him in the place where the bird is not pulling. The receipt of the letter of recommendation has been down for half a year. The good future is waiting for the kid. Anyway, he is going to the capital city to conduct the initial test of the Academy. It just happens to be with the noble team, even if the noble person is sent to a person.”

“I see that the noble person can not appreciate it…” the school replied angrily.

The barracks behind the crowd were pushed open, and a prostitute of delicate and pretty came out and looked at Ma Shixiang and the schoolmates and said coldly: “Take me to see the guide.”

In the end, it is a close-knit niece of the nobles. In the face of the Imperial Court, it will not hide his faint arrogance.

The prime minister’s door, the nobles, the princes and the princes, this is a very headache in the officialdom, and it is very troublesome, and it is troublesome. Ma Shixiang really didn’t want to deal with this kind of person. When he said two gossips at random, he waved a military officer and told him to take the noble lady to find someone.

The rain paused, and the Wei City after the light rain was extraordinarily fresh. The three or two branches next to the road were spring and green, but the scenery was too small, and there was no way to walk. The school leader led the prostitute. At the destination, it was a simple and lively barracks.

Listening to the noise from the door, screaming and screaming, the prostitute frowned slightly, thinking that in the light of the day, some people dare to drink in the military camp? The curtain was picked up by the wind, and the sound inside was sharp and clear. It was really a punch, but it wasn’t a serious punch. Listening to the content of the order, the virgin’s delicate and pretty face flashed a shy anger and secretly clenched. The fist in the sleeve.

“Let’s come to slutty! Who is lewd, you are lascivious! Who is lewd, I am lewd! Who is lascivious, he is lascivious!…”

The swearing of the slogan replied to the endless stream. It was after a long time that I couldn’t tell the difference. The expression was getting more and more angry. The ugly niece picked up the corner of the curtain, and the eyes looked extremely unwell, looking at the first sight. I saw a teenager across the square table.

The boy was about fifteen or six years old. He wore a standard cotton shirt that was common in the military. The cotton shirt was full of oil stains. The black hair was not known to be naturally produced or because of the fact that it had not been washed for several years. It’s also a bit greasy, but the face is very clean, so the eyebrows are very clear, and the freckles on the cheeks are also very clear.

“Who is sensual, you are lascivious!”

Contrary to the content of the squatting boxing, the boy’s look at this time is particularly serious, not only without the slightest obscenity, but also with a sense of holy majestic in his eyebrows. His right hand keeps scribbling in front of him. Stone cloth, punching like a wind, with a knife in the killing intent, as if to win or lose this boxing is more important than his life.

Some of the powerful green-headed flies that survived in the harsh conditions of the northwest are trying to land on the front of the teenager’s cotton-padded shirt, but they are always driven away by his boxing sword.

“I won!”

It seems that the punching of all the air in the lungs of the two people at the table is finally over. The black hair teenager waved his right arm and announced his victory. He smiled happily and revealed a lovely dimple on his left cheek.

The juvenile’s opponent refused to accept the loss. He insisted that he finally changed his fist when he called for lasciviousness. So the room suddenly fell into a fierce quarrel. The soldiers in the side-by-side wars had a tendency to stand. No one could convince anyone. At this time, I don’t know what it’s like: “Let’s follow the old rules and listen to Sang Sang!”

Everyone turned their eyes to the corner of the room, where an eleven-year-old girl was moving the bucket, her body was short and thin, her skin was dark, her eyebrows were ordinary, and the waitress who didn’t know where her owner had stolen was obviously too Loose, hem on the ground and dragging, moving the bucket that may be heavier than himself, obviously very difficult.

The little maid named Sang Sang turned down the bucket and turned around. The soldiers watched her nervously, just like the casinos on the casino waiting for the dealer to open the final size, and it is obvious that this scene is no longer First appeared.

The little maid frowned at the boy, then looked at the indecent warrior across the table and said seriously: “Twenty three rounds, you cut out, he punches, but you are talking about his sensuality. So you have lost at that time.”

There was a squeaking noise in the room, and everyone dispersed. The soldier gave the money. The teenager smiled and took the money, rubbed it on his chest with his hands, and patted the other’s shoulder. Express sincere comfort.

“Want to open some, the entire Wei City… No, this whole world, who can win me Ning Que?”

The prostitute’s face is ugly, so it is hard to look at the school face that has been standing next to it and secretly observing her face. He grabbed the curtain with his hand, deep in a deep breath, was preparing to cough twice, but was stopped by the two stern eyes of the prostitute.

Preventing the school from stunned the other party, the prostitute left the barn with the boy and the maid. The silent observation and observation, the school did not know what she wanted to do, but had to be classified as the prudent and strange habits of the closeness of the person.

The teenager named Ning Que along the way did not show any special places, bought some food, and greeted the fat cockroaches in the streetside pub, which was particularly leisurely. The only thing that made the prostitute feel weird and made her face look more and more. The more ugly it is: the skinny maid dragged the bucket behind him, but the teenager did not mean anything.

The empire is a country with a strict hierarchy, but the folk customs are simple, even in the glory of the capital city Chang An, even the most indifferent nobles, can not come to see an eleven-year-old thin girl so hard and unmovable.

“Allow the army to allow the soldiers to raise?” delicate and pretty prostitutes forced to suppress the anger of the heart, asked the school next to the school.

The school stunned and scratched his head and replied: “In the past few years, the flood in Hebei Province, countless people flocked to the south and the border county. The roadside was full of dead people. I heard that Sang Sang was the Ning Que from the dead body. Ning Que is also an orphan, and since then the two have been living together.”

“Later he signed up for the army, the only condition is to bring this little girl into Wei City.” He glanced at the prostitute and carefully explained: “All know that the military does not allow this to happen, but their situation is special. There is no way to push a little girl into a road, so everyone should…not seeing.”

Hearing this explanation, the prostitute’s face looked a little better, but when she saw Ning Que carrying a half-burning chicken swaying, and then seeing him behind the small meters, the little maid struggled to drag the bucket and the blush black Thin cheeks, the mood has become worse, said coldy: “Where is this dependent, he clearly wants the life of the girl.”

Wei City is really small. When there is not too much, the four people will go to the south of the house. There is a small Stony Ground outside the house. There is a simple fence outside the ping, and the prostitute and the school plaque stand outside the fence.

The little maid forced her half-high bucket to the side of the tank, then stood on the bench next to the tank and tried to pour the water into the tank. Then she began to wash the rice. Taking advantage of the empty space of steamed rice, and taking a rag to start wiping the doors and windows of the table and chairs, the water mist rises in a short time, and her thin body is covered in it.

Although there was a rain last night, the rain was not big enough, and the loess accumulated on the windows and doors was not washed away. Instead, it became a path of unsightly muddy water marks. These mud marks were quickly removed under the rag of the little maid. The small courtyard of the house suddenly became clean and bright.

Obviously, these chores are doing it every day, and she is very skilled and fast. She is still a child’s little black maid who is as busy as an ant, running like a servant, tired and full of sweaty face, looking funny. And some heartfelt sympathy…

The guy named Ning Que is obviously lacking in these two emotions. He is quiet or can be said to be lying comfortably on a bamboo lounge chair, holding a roll of old books in his left hand and looking around, right hand holding a hard branch He kept swaying on the wet mud, and occasionally meditation into the gods, he casually threw the branches in his hand and stretched his palms up into the air. After a while, there was a pot of temperature that would put the good hot tea on the palm.

The military soldiers in Wei City have long been used to the pictures of everyday life in this small courtyard, so it is not surprising that the niece of the nobles standing outside the fence is gradually cold, especially when the little maid is busy cooking and cleaning. In the process, I still dare not forget to pay attention to observe the requirements of the juvenile army. When I am ready to pour the water into the water, the frost on her face is getting heavier, as if to condense.