Nightfall Chapter 29: Enter the royal court

Volume Two, Winter Lake, Chapter 29, Entering the Royal Court

By the side of Biyaohaizi, pulling bows and arrows to help, and hunting all the way into the wasteland, Ning Que and the disciples of Dahe Country Mochi Garden are already very familiar. After fighting side by side under the meadow, the two sides are even more intimate. Infinitely.

For the next few days, Ning Que stayed on the carriage to recuperate, and at the same time re-modified the girl talisman's world outlook, life outlook and combat outlook. He seldom got out of the carriage, even eating and taking breaks.

In the eyes of the disciples of Mochiyuan, it is inevitable that they are a little strange. They are very clear that the mountain owner's temperament seems cold, but in fact it is calm and gentle, but they have never been so close to young men. Ju Zhihua also felt that this was very inappropriate, just thinking that Ning Que was seriously injured and he was too embarrassed to let him down.

In fact, Ning Que recovered quickly from his injury. He stopped coughing up blood the next night, and the violent concussion of Zhihai gradually subsided, and the occasional dizziness never appeared again.

Zhou Zhihua and other Mochiyuan disciples are not very clear about his physical condition, but Mo Shanshan sees all his recovery process in his eyes, and he can't help but feel a little puzzled.

At that time, when Ning Que killed several horse thieves with a bow at night, Mo Shanshan felt the fluctuations in her mind. At that time, she guessed that Ning Que should be a cultivator. For this, she was not so much. Unexpectedly, like the academy and other wonderful places, select students to enter the wasteland alone to perform tasks, and that student is naturally extraordinary.

It's just that the leader of the horse thief is a great teacher who has entered the upper realm of the cave profound. If she hadn't enlightened half a rune in Moganshan in the spring, there would be no way to hurt him. Such a powerful Ning Que attacked Ning Que with all his strength. According to common sense, even if Ning Que survived, the Sea of ​​Consciousness was severely damaged, he would most likely become a foolish person. How could he talk like he is now? ,enraptured? Could it be that Ning Que's thought power is stronger than himself?

The bookworm is not good at talking with people, especially not willing to pry into the privacy of the side, so she has doubts about Ning Que, but she never asks, just sits quietly by the car window, using Juanxiu The small letters of Ning Que remembered Ning Que's instructions, and then carefully chose where he could learn to understand.

Ning Que was amazed when she saw her words, because Mo Shanshan's calligraphy was indeed excellent. The ink pen fell on the paper and was round and not charming, soft but boned, the pen sharpness was looming and clear, the density was appropriate, and fresh and gratifying.

Only then did he understand that in the camp a few days ago, when he admired the girl talisman who was obsessed with writing and had her own style, why did the female disciples of Mochiyuan laugh so happily-book idiot Yu Shu, the books here are calligraphy and calligraphy, rather than reading and writing a thousand-volume book. In the eyes of the disciple of Mochiyuan, he is an ordinary person who actually said that the world calligrapher has his own style. Ridiculous thing.

The disciples of Mochiyuan rode a horse and turned around at a certain ice jam. From the northeast to the northwest, they headed straight to the king's court. There were few people and hardy cashmere sheep and barren soil along the way. The road was still difficult.

The carriage kept ups and downs and vibrated. Ning Que watched her hang the pen beside the window and her wrists were still not moving. The handwriting on the paper was also intact. She couldn't help but feel a little bit of emotion. The name of this genius of Fu Dao is no longer in front of the girl. How can it be true that even the title of calligraphy everyone has to be taken away?

Putting the cotton pad behind the board, he lay down comfortably, his face very close to the white skirt of Mo Shanshan hanging on the floor, he reached out at will and took out one of the papers on the small table, looking Falling could not help but startled slightly.

There are familiar words written on that piece of paper.

"Master Sangsang, I won't be drunk today..."

Previously, when she watched the girl Talisman write quietly by the window, Ning Que remembered the three senior sisters by the old east window, and began to miss the academy in the south of Chang'an, and miss the days in the back mountain and those lovely fellows, suddenly at this moment Seeing his own chicken soup rubbings on the wasteland thousands of miles away, he began to miss the alley in the east city of Chang'an, the days in the old pen and the black and thin guy.

Mo Shanshan Yu Guangli noticed that his expression was different, turned around with his hand, and found that he was looking at the chicken soup post he had bought with a lot of money. He couldn't help but asked slightly, "Brother Thirteen, do you also know calligraphy?"

It must be said that the bookworm girl is really not good at communicating with people. If you change to other people to inquire, you will probably say that brother, you also like calligraphy? She is direct and powerful, and she has never thought about the listener's feelings.

Ning Que has long been accustomed to her words that something like the second senior brother's ancient crown will pop up from time to time. She doesn't care at all, shrugs her shoulders and replied: "Understand a little."

Mo Shanshan once asked him that he understands the Tao of Talisman. At that time, his answer was a little understanding. At this time, when it comes to the way of calligraphy, his answer is still a little understanding. In front of others, he might have confidence and confidence. He is a genius of Fu Dao and a master of calligraphy, but in the face of the world's bookworms, he feels that it is not easy to lose face if it is to be low-key.

Mo Shanshan looked at him and suddenly asked: "What do you think of this post?"

She has a very focused expression, and she seems to pay attention to what Ning Que will answer.

Ning Que didn't expect that she would ask her own opinion, but said, "You mean chicken soup post?"

Mo Shanshan looked at him seriously and said: "Brother is a student of Chang'an Academy. Of course, I have heard of the chicken soup post. I heard that this post is a masterpiece of the academy, so I want to hear your opinion." /

There is a sour saying: Knowing yourself is always the hardest thing. It is also difficult to comment on yourself if you don’t know, especially if you still want to praise yourself without the listener’s knowledge.

Ning Que concealed his true identity from the Mochiyuan disciples. Although there was no malicious intention, the relationship between the two parties is so close now that it will inevitably be a bit embarrassing once exposed, so he had to temporarily first before there is no suitable opportunity. Continuing to hide it, it is even more embarrassing to face this situation.

And he doesn't know what the girl talisman thinks of the chicken soup post and the one who wrote the chicken soup post. If she likes to appreciate it, it would be enough. If she hates her calligraphy, wouldn't it be troublesome? This possibility is not small. Although it is often said that there is no first in the literature, in fact, if you look at the conflicts that occurred during the gathering of poets and calligraphers in Chang'an, you can know that people like Mo Shanshan who are good at calligraphy treat others. Calligraphers will always disagree.

The literati are indifferent, why is it not the case among the writers?

"This post is completely exposed without knowing how to converge, the shape is scattered and the spirit is dead without bones, it looks like a new idea, but in fact it is just some chicken thieves, the ink method is evil, and it loses the style of Zhongzheng and elegant. Mention it."

He did not hesitate to belittle the chicken soup post Haosheng, his expression was calm and calm, and he hid all the embarrassment and bitterness of Huanglian in his body, and did not dare to reveal the slightest. This may be the so-called price.

Mo Shanshan looked at him quietly, as if he wanted to distinguish whether he was telling the truth or arbitrarily derogating. After a long period of time, she again asked seriously: "What do you think of Huakai Tie, brother? "

Ning Que looked at her and said in a little surprise: "Junior Sister has even read Huakai Post?"

Mo Shanshan shook his head and said, "I have collected some copy books of the calligrapher in the academy. I can't see its traces after hearing its name."

Ning Que felt slightly relaxed, and smiled and responded: "I have never seen it, so I can't comment."

Mo Shanshan's eyes drooped slightly, falling on the rubbing of the chicken soup post in his hand, not knowing what was thinking in his heart, only to hear her sigh softly, and then turned to continue to trace his hairpin lower case.

During the battle under the meadow that day, she saw the picture on the wall of fire, but could not see the fleeting fireball in front of the front door of the horse thief leader. If she knew that Ning Que beside her was also a symbol A person in the Tao, perhaps her thoughts will be completely different, and her performance at this time will naturally be different.

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Go deep into the wasteland, turning from the northeast to the northwest, and after a short walk, you can see the faint shadows of mountains in the distance of the sky.

Minshan Mountain is the most majestic and longest mountain range in the world. It stretches from the depths of the wasteland to the south until it is located in the south of Datang Hebei County near Chang'an City. It stretches for an unknown number of kilometers, as if Haotian is in the world. A sword left by the ground.

In the middle section of the wasteland, there is a break in Minshan Mountain, forming a natural canyon. The west of the canyon is built with a city. It is guarded by elite troops on the Datang North Road.

The Mangman Mountain where Ning Que lived in the past was the southern foot of the mountain. The northern foot of the Min Mountain is deep in the wasteland. It is called Zashi Mountain by the barbarians, which means Tianqi Mountain, which means that if you walk out of this mountain range, you will wait. Abandoned by Haotian.

There is a fertile pasture on the east side of Tianqi Mountain. The tribes who are billed to the left have lived on this pasture for generations, and the royal court is there.

Looking at the shadow of the mountain beside the sky in the distance through the car window, Ning Que naturally thought of the Minshan Mountain in the south, the North Road Military Town Fort on the other side of the mountain, and the old folks in Weicheng. He left Bishui Camp and entered the food team. He had walked into the wasteland for many days, but the mountain range was still there, and it didn't seem to have changed its appearance.

Looking at the mountains, let’s not forget the majestic and steep mountains. The palace is near, but it will take some time to arrive. As the distance gets closer, Ning Que becomes more and more silent. For more time hiding in the carriage and refusing to get down, even Tmall female called him to see the white crane in the wetland, but couldn't move him.

Because he needs time to think about two very important issues.

The horse thieves who attacked them in the meadow followed them for many days. Later, it was determined that the target of these horse thieves was themselves. Then it was equivalent to saying that the forces behind the horse thieves had already been known from the beginning of leaving the Bishui Camp to join the food team.

Whose minions are those horse thieves or those horse thieves? Who wants to kill himself? Who is the leader of the horse thief? The Great Teacher of the Cave Profound Realm definitely couldn't be a pure horse thief leader, and the military aura that Ning Que felt during the battle made his heart heavier.

The right arm of the leader of the horse thief was cut off by him. If he did not die in the wasteland after being rescued by his subordinates, he would definitely need local medical treatment. Such a heavy injury can not be cured by the dirt of the ordinary horse thief. That person needs medicine from the doctor and needs to hurry up. The place closest to the meadow that can cure the broken arm happens to be the left tent. King court.

The grain and grass were all destroyed, and Mo Shanshan insisted on bringing the Mochiyuan disciples to the Wang Court. Ning Que did not express any opposition. In addition to the friendship formed during the battle, there was another reason for this.

Regardless of whether the person behind the horse thief is Shanyu in the royal court or someone else, he firmly believes that as long as the leader of the horse thief is still alive, then there is at least a 90% chance of hiding in the royal court at this time.

He wants to find the opponent, ask some questions, and then kill the opponent.

Besides, he is still reflecting on what he did after he left the college and came to the wasteland.

From a very young age, after every difficult life-and-death battle, he would analyze and summarize afterwards, and it was because of this that he took Sangsang to live.

Reflection has become a certain instinct for him. However, the reflection in the carriage this time is deeper than every reflection in the past years, and it even goes back to all the actions after leaving Weicheng and entering Chang'an.

After thinking in silence for a long time, he confirmed that after he left Weicheng, especially after entering the academy, there were many actions or choices that were not the most appropriate, because he had fallen into a certain thinking misunderstanding.

When he was in Weicheng, he was used to riding alone into the plains, investigating the enemy’s situation for the generals, and chasing horse thieves with his colleagues, so this time he brought the students from the academy to the wasteland to practice, and he carried the two handed by his majesty and the national teacher. For an important task, he is still accustomed to acting like this, disguising himself and mixing into the food team, just thinking about acting secretly.

However, he has forgotten that he is no longer a small soldier in Weicheng, not a scout, not a woodcutter from Subi Lake, but a direct disciple of the master, a student in the back mountain of the academy, and his majesty the emperor. The gold medal little spy is the guest of the south gate of Haotian Road and Tianshu.

Acting in secret means that his background and backing that countless people admire and awe in the world have all changed meaningless. The commander of the temple cavalry knew that Mo Shanshan was a bookworm, so he did not dare to make false statements. If he left behind the college The identity of the disciple of the mountain is revealed. Where can those horse thieves dared to gather and attack?

There is also an extremely important point: Before leaving the academy, the second senior brother in the back mountain specially reminded himself that those who go out of the academy can only bully people, and cannot be bullied. What a magnificent and arrogant talk, and there is no back from the academy. The identity of the disciple of the mountain, even if it is arrogant, who knows that this is the academy's arrogant?

Ning Que supported his jaw with his hands, leaning against the carriage window, looking at the mountains and the faintly visible tents in the distance, and thought helplessly, the poor guys from the country came to the city to earn a lot of money, and they would only secretly Buying some houses, eating a few bowls of hot and sour noodle soup, the grass roots are too long, it will take some time to get used to bullying others.

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It was already in the middle of winter and the weather was freezing cold. I wonder if the grassland under Tianqi Mountain was due to the geothermal heat in the mountains. There were some green grass growing in the east and west, and tents bloomed in the pastures like white clouds. .

Two carriages and a few tired horses carried the disciples from Dahe Country's Mochi Garden to the outside of the pasture. There was no food team behind them, and no guards and cavalry. They looked a little desolate.

The peace talks between the prairie barbarian left account king court and the Central Plains coalition forces have officially begun. All forces and cavalry gathered here, listening to the noisy and lively sounds from a distance, and I don't know how many people are drinking narration.

A cavalry in the Wang Court welcomed the Mochiyuan disciples into the camp. It was obvious that the meadow attack and the half-way magic rune had spread. Some people knew that the bookworm was in the carriage, so the cavalry The performance is fairly respectful.

On the contrary, the envoys from the Central Plains guarded the camp. The eyes of the disciples of Mochiyuan were a little cold. They didn't understand the destruction of the grain and grass. Why didn't these people return to Yanbei, but came to the court of the king. Don't these Mochiyuan disciples know that some big figures in the temple and the coalition are extremely dissatisfied with their performance?

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(There are two days left, I am dying...)