The residual snow has not faded, and the cold wind is still the same. This is not yet spring, but the streets of Chang'an City have begun to show the fragrance of spring. More than ten girls are like silver bells, and they are like flowers.
How many pedestrians come.
The girls are wearing light -colored long -colored long skirts. The wide and gorgeous belt is relatively high and the style is very clear. Seeing that the well -known Changan people quickly guessed that they were from the Great River.
Datang and the Dahe Kingdom have been good for generations. The people of the two countries have a congenital sense of closeness, but because of the long distance between the roads, the number of times that the Dahe people can see in Chang'an City have become less.
The beautiful girl of the Great River, looking at the Confucian skirts on them, the older Tang people couldn't help but sigh.
The old people began to recall the Queen of the Great River Kingdom who came to Chang'an during the Kaihua period, and began to tell the young people next to him about the bitter love song between the queen and Tang Huang.
The young Tang people showed even more excited. They stood under the street eaves and waved their hands desperately towards those big river girls. They shouted and welcomed Changan to play. They even caught up with the team more.
Malaysian runs to inquire about their names and address.
Although the Dahe Kingdom respects the Tangfeng, the woman in the middle school is known for gentle and quiet. After entering the city, the girls talked about osmanthus cakes Wanyan Temple.
Those young Tang people chased the name was even ashamed, and they lowered their heads.
Tmall women watched a young man who was gasping and running on the horse, watched the unscrupulous love and excitement in his eyes, and buried the small face in the plight of the plight of the poureded collar, thinking of me
What are you urgent so small?
The party was so enthusiastic by the Changan people who welcomed the somewhat uneasy Mo Shanshan and smiled, put down the curtains and started to close their eyes to keep their eyes and long -lasting eyelashes.
Then, then
Ning Que went to her and set off the curtains out.
Most of the college students who were practiced in the frontier of the frontier returned to Chang'an City with him. The emergency army of the previous days made these students really work hard, especially Zhong Dajun, who fell at the end, was pale, and it was much thinner than before. It depends on him.
The appearance of that stunned seemed to fall off at any time.
Ning Que knows why this is why. At first, he pretended to be Zhong Dajun and Mo Shanshan and his party, before he went deep into the wasteland, and told Zhong Dajun himself. After he showed his true identity in Wang Ting, he forgot about it, so he left the soil until he left the soil.
Yangcheng, Zhong Dajun was released, presumably this half a year had eaten a lot of suffering.
Ning Que's Xingxing is absolutely not upright, but for Zhong Dajun's character that is absolutely incompetent, there is absolutely no apology and guilt. He is too lazy to ignore him and blow the whistle directly on the front side.
Situ Yilan listened to a whistle, and came to the carriage lightly. In the past six months, she brought classmates, soldiers, and coalition forces in Bishui Camp with classmates and grassland barbarians and coalition forces.
It was just that the face was destroyed by the wind and frost, and the thousands of miles made her face full of gray look a little embarrassed.
Ning Que looked at her and said, "Go to my house, I invite you to eat noodles."
"When do you do things and be more atmospheric?" Situ Yiliang said he said, and then pointed at his face full of dust: "Although I don't care about this on the battlefield, this has returned to Chang'an City. You are you.
Shouldn't you just leave me some time to groom and dress up? Don't forget that I am a daughter's house. "
Ning Que was surprised and said: "I thought the female general did not belong to the daughter's home."
Situ Yilan made a punch, so that he quickly put down the curtains and hid behind the mountains.
Mo Shanshan opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile without saying anything.
The school's practice returned to Beijing, and naturally was welcomed by the court, especially the Girls of Mochi Garden, Dahe Guo Guo. The Ministry of Rites also came to several officials. Ning Que naturally did not patiently go to those processes.
The opinions of the mountain are separated from the large army on the carriage on Suzaku Street, and go to Dongcheng.
After a long time, I came to Lane Forty -seven, Ning Que jumped off the carriage, watching the familiar street view gray walls, and the winter trees in the original house of the original households.
It is very satisfied. Go to the end of the spring in the late spring, and disappear like this for more than half a year.
All this feels so good.
Suddenly, he saw a black carriage parked on the side of the shop and looked at the dense fine lines on the carriage.
The door.
In the shop, Chen Pippi and Sang Sang have finished three plates and are eating noodles.
Sang Sang is a person who doesn't like to play chess and doesn't like gambling, but now that someone has to send her silver, she has to be difficult to accompany him for a few sets.
In the ticket, she gradually forgot that the loneliness and sadness brought by the two elderly people and the sorrowful mood brought by the college couple became much better, so she cooked two large bowls of vegetarian noodles for Chen Pippi and herself.
At this time, the shop was pushed away, and a squeak sounded.
Sang Sang lowered his head and held his noodle bowl and sucked his noodles in his mouth. He wanted to hear the sound about the bottom of the door axis.
Suddenly, she felt that the footsteps of the people were a little wrong, and she was too familiar. She couldn't help but look up curiously.
Seeing that guy, where can Sang Sang still remember to eat noodles, Su Ru Bai's soup noodles hanging on the lips, Liu Ye's eyes laughed and said with unclear food, "Ning Que
... ".
Ning Que looked at her with a smile, and her eyes narrowed, just like the crescent crescent of this world.
Sang Sang suddenly found that there were other people behind Ning Que, there was a scholar, and a girl wearing a white skirt. The girl was born with a good look, especially the small face is round and cute.
Sang Sang suddenly woke up, knowing that he was all noodles in his mouth at this time, and his face must be bulging, but there must be no white skirt girl who was beside Ning Que, so she was a little panicked.
She hurriedly put down the bowl and stood up, slipped twice, sucked the noodles hung on her mouth as quickly as possible, but almost cooked by the noodles.
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Then she looked down at the tip of the shoe of the cotton skirt and stopped talking.
Mo Shanshan stood beside Ning Que, but a little bit of a little bit.
At the invitation of Mrs. Ying Academy to visit Chang'an City to visit and sightseeing, she was a little joyful, some expectations, and some uneasy, but these emotions could not see the slightest on her calm and quiet face.
I was thinking whether her expectation for Chang'an City was Ning Que or his little maid.
She followed Ning Que into Lao Bizhai and saw the little maid sitting on a small bench. From the first sight of the other party, she knew that the person she wanted to see. The little maid
It's Sang Sang.
Sang Sang with two words of chicken soup.
Ning Que's Sang Sang in my house forever.
Mo Shanshan once watched the chicken soup post countless times on the summer night on the shore of Mochi. She knew more clearly than anyone else.
I was close, so she always wanted to know what kind of little maid was Sang Sang.
In the Prairie Wang Ting, she said that she likes Ning Que's big dark horse. In Xueyuan, she said that she likes Ning Que's words. At the moment she is about to die, she said calmly.
Lack of people.
At that time, she thought that she would say that she would say it, but after all, she couldn't regret the words that she said, so she determined that her mind was liked, so she wanted to see Sang Sang more and more.
Today, she finally saw Sang Sang, but was a little surprised. Because the other party was not the first pretty man in the world, it was just a little girl with a slightly dark skin color and a small girl.
Noodles, mouth with soup noodles, laughes, really makes people not have any other emotions except for pity.
Faced with such a little maid, Mo Shanshan felt that what he had speculated in the past, including even the nervousness before arriving in Chang'an City, was very excessive, so she felt a little ashamed, and looked at the other party for a moment after a moment after a moment after a moment of a moment
Then he lowered his head silently, watching the tip of the shoe tip of the skirt no longer speak.
Sang Sang looked down at the shoes of the cotton skirt. The mountains and mountains looked down at the shoes that leaned out the white skirt. The scene looked a little funny. The atmosphere in Lao Bizhai became a little weird.
Ning Que was still immersed in the joy of seeing Sang Sang again. He didn't notice anything at all. As for the elder brother, he looked at the furnishings in the shop negatively.
A sound.
Sang Sang suddenly woke up in God, ah, hurriedly said, "Come on, I go to make tea."
She was blessed to everyone, and then lifted the noodle bowl on the table. She grabbed another bowl of bowls from Chen Pippi, who was also in a stunned state, and hurried back to the backyard.
Ning Que watched her thin back disappearing behind the curtain, and was a little surprised. Although she was busy looking at it for a long time, but she was as usual for a long time, but she didn't see it for so long. Why can't this dead girl hug herself?
Regardless of whether there is a noodle or not in the mouth, the cheeks of Chen Pippi are very round, and they are more round than Mo Mountain.
The noodle bowl in his hand was snatched by Sang Sang like gusts, and he woke up to God. Looking at the scholar who was in the back of his hand, he quickly sucked the noodles into his belly and jumped to the back of the scholar.
Respectfully: "Meet my brother."
The elder brother came back and watched his pretending to be serious. He couldn't help shaking his head with a smile, and said slowly: "Pippi, now you are no longer a younger brother in Houshan, talking and doing things ...
"
Without waiting for him to finish, Chen Pippi opened his arm and hugged him into his arms.
With the second brother, he is overbearing in the mountains. He has to force us to learn what ancient ceremony.