Nightfall Chapter 4: Blue as waist (bottom)

Volume II, Winter Lake, Chapter IV, Blue Waist (Part 2)

Chapter 4 The Blue Waist (Part 2)

Because of the view of the world by the Li family in Chang'an, and the Xiling Temple, the relationship between the Central Plains and the Tang Empire has never been harmonious, although it was awe-inspiring by the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, I did not dare to be a little slow , But there is absolutely no good impression deep in my heart, only Dahe Country is a special case.

Located in the south of the mainland, Dahe Country and the Datang Empire are separated from the Daze Forest and the vast land of the Southern Jin Dynasty. It is extremely difficult to communicate, but I don’t know if it’s because of the distance that easily produces beauty. Starting many years ago, The monarchs and people of Dahe Kingdom have always admired the culture of the Tang Dynasty, ignoring the difficult and long transportation journey, and will send out envoy students at intervals. The customs and culture of Chang'an City are extremely popular in Dahe. Dahe Kingdom has many details from the imperial government to the daily life of the people. Above, you can see Tang Feng's influence.

These boys and girls appearing in the dense forest by the blue lake, wearing light-colored open skirts, with a long and gorgeous waist, the most popular style of clothing during the Kaihua period of the Tang Dynasty, these boys and girls have calm and supple eyebrows, but their eyes are focused and determined. The ebony wood sword worn in the middle is long and slightly curved, which is the unique sword of Dahe Country.

From these details, Ning Que quickly concluded that the other party was a native of Dahe, and that the people of the two countries have a natural sense of closeness and trust with each other, and did not believe that the other party would be malicious to him. So he didn't hesitate to put down the bow and arrow in his hand. Just as he expected, when these boys and girls knew their identity as a Tang, they quickly released their kindness and reported their sect.

Dahe Country Mochi Garden is the residence of Shushengwang Master. These boys and girls who appeared on the Yanbei Wasteland are naturally the children of Shushengmen. Most of them are female disciples, only three or four male disciples.

The girl who was aimed at by Ning Que with a boxwood hardwood bow came forward, blinked her curious big eyes, looked at Ning Que as if she saw something funny, and asked: "Are you really a Chinese?"

This girl in a long pink dress was probably afraid of the cold. She was surrounded by a shaggy scarf around her face and her neck. With a childish face and big smoky eyes, she looked very cute.

Ning Que replied with a smile: "What are the benefits of impersonating a Tang person?"

The girl covered her mouth and smiled, and said: "Except for the Tang people in the city, I have not seen the Tang people from Chang'an, so I am a little curious."

A woman who was about 20 years old came forward and bowed to Ning Que with apologetics. She took out a copy of the identity document issued by the Ministry of Yan Fu from her arms, and asked Ning Que to take out herself Identification documents.

This is a wasteland after all. It is not far from the battlefield. Ning Que can't relieve all vigilance just because of a word. He understands the other party's caution, untied his backpack, took out the document issued by Tuyang City and gave it to the other party.

After confirming that Ning Que was from the Tang Dynasty, these disciples from Dahe Country Mochi Garden suddenly became more relaxed. The girls gathered around watching him curiously talking from a distance, and the woman sincerely apologized: "Before I didn't know the identity of the son, it was really abrupt to use swords and arrows to point me, please forgive me, son."

The young girl of Tang Dynasty is known for her sparseness and poignancy. Both Li Yu and Situ Yilan have such elements. Ning Que rarely sees such a gentle woman. He glanced at Mochi standing in the distance. Yuan Nan disciple, thinking of the rumor that Dahe country prefers women to men, can’t help but feel a little strange. Since Dahe country prefers women to men, why are these Mochiyuan female disciples so reasonable and gentle, even seem too peaceful?

He smiled and shook his head: "The girl is too polite. You found out that I was the uninvited guest. If you want to apologize, I should apologize."

The ten-year-old woman hesitated for a while and said: "Sure enough, she is worthy of being a figure in the country. Her verbal temperament is gentle and generous. If the three disciples of Xia Mochi Garden enjoy the hot spring, if the son is happy with this hot spring, it is not..."

If you are an ordinary Tang confidant, you won’t let the third disciple of Mochi Garden place so much emphasis on gentleness. It’s just that this place is not far from Dongsheng Village. The black smock worn by Ning Que is a gift from the red-sleeved recruits. Both the material and the embroidery work are the best in the world. How can women from Dahe country not understand Dahe? The truth of Tang Yizhen, only one glance and guessed that Ning Que must be from an extraordinary origin, maybe it was those college students who heard that they were practicing in Dongsheng Village, so their attitude became more gentle and courteous.

"How can this be true." Ning Que said with a smile: "I just walked along the lake at will, and occasionally found that the lake is different. I guessed that there might be a mountain stream here. I didn't expect it to be a hot spring beforehand. You don’t care about me."

Listening to this, the woman's expression remained calm, but her heart was relieved. With Dahe Country’s respect for Tang, especially guessing that Ning Que may come from an extraordinary origin. If at other times, she would probably leave with her junior sisters and disciples directly and give up this hot spring to Ning Que, but now it is very inconvenient. ...

"So then it won't bother the son of Shangguo to clean up."

Seeing that he didn't mean to sign up for himself, Zhuo Zhihua didn't take the liberty to inquire, smiled and said, crouched and bowed respectfully, and walked into the dense forest with the group of boys and girls.

Ning Que looked into the depths of the dense forest, vaguely saw the steaming water mist from the hot spring, and a yellow cloth fence about one and a half people high, thinking that the girls of Dahe Country were probably in the group of cloth fences. After soaking in the hot springs, it is no wonder that they were so nervous before, if they let other men steal all the spring light with their eyes, it would be good.

I didn’t think about walking along the lake, but I was able to meet the female disciple of Dahe Country’s Mochi Garden. Today’s luck didn’t seem to be too bad. He picked up his suitcase on the ground, turned around and walked around, thinking about his previous passing. A shallow pool seeped by a white stone by the lake is also nice, and I plan to go there to meditate.

At this moment, a broken footstep suddenly sounded behind him. He turned around curiously, and the girl from Dahe Country who had been aimed at with a bow and arrow earlier ran over. Because she ran too fast, her tender face was full of blush, and the hairy tail between her neck had long since dispersed and she became more and more cute. .

Ning Que asked, "What's the matter, please?"

The girl opened her **** eyes, staring at Ning Que’s gentle cheeks, thinking of the calm and indifferent and terrifying archer before, subconsciously scratching her head, and asked: "Can you tell I, before we came out of the forest together, so many brothers and sisters, why did you aim at me with your bow and arrow?"

"If I said to capture the thief first, do you believe it?" Ning Que replied with a smile.

The girl smiled, shook her head and said, "Of course I don’t believe it. With so many disciples in Mochiyuan, I have always been the worst one, and at that time I didn’t have any weapons in my hand. The seniors had bows and arrows in their hands. Xiujian is worn on the waist, you are so strong, of course you would not regard me as the most threatening person."

Ning Que did not expect that she could think of so many things from that aiming. After a slight shock, Ning Que answered honestly: "The reason for aiming at you is indeed because you are the weakest person in the crowd."

Then he added and explained: "With outnumbered enemies, if the most important person among the enemies cannot be locked, then the one among the enemies who is most likely to be attacked to death should be locked, so that it is easier to negotiate conditions. "

The girl looked at him curiously and asked, "If... there was really a misunderstanding at the time, would you really shoot me?"

There is no resentment, no irritation, just pure curiosity.

Ning fault nodded.

The girl's paint-like eyes showed a surprised emotion, and said: "But can the Chinese also bully the weak?"

"We Tang people are also ordinary people, there are good people and bad people."

The girl asked puzzledly: "But you are not a bad person."

Ning Que looked at the cute little girl like a cub, and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub her head, and said with a smile: "There are no good and bad people on the battlefield, only dead and living."

After a pause, he looked at her reddish white face, not knowing that it was the memories that were affected, the smile on her face gradually converged, and he said seriously: "On the battlefield, either you kill the enemy or the enemy Kill you, girl, if you don’t want to die here, you must remember this."

The girl nodded vigorously.

"You just wanted to ask about these things after you came here?" Ning Que asked.

"Yeah." The girl smiled and blushed with shame, "I still want to tell you, my name is Tmall."

After saying this, she turned and ran towards the hot spring mountain stream, never looking back.

Ning Que couldn’t help laughing while looking at the girl’s back. I thought I only heard that the name of Dahe Chinese is always very interesting, but I really didn’t expect someone to be called Tmall. This name is really not good, but The curiosity of the little girl's lacquered eyes really matched the fluffy cuteness.

I didn’t walk far back along the lake bank, and then I saw the pool seeping from the white rock at the lower part of the shore. The rock at the bottom of the clear pool was as clear as a book page, and the scenery was good. He confirmed that the distance was far enough, not After being surrounded by yellow cloth, those Dahe country girls misunderstood, unpacked and sat down.

There was still a faint smell of sulfur in the air by the lake. Thinking that the mountains and streams were hot springs, and there was no way to drink them, he understood why neither the tribes on the wasteland nor the Yan Guo coalition forces chose to camp near these.

"The girls from Dahe Country really love to take hot springs as written in the script."

Looking back at the faintly visible corner of the yellow cloth in the distance, he subconsciously scratched it with his right hand, which fell on the cobblestone. There was no obscene meaning in this action. It was just when he recalled the previous rubbing of Tmall’s head. After a moment of aftertaste, he realized that the aftertaste was because he hadn't rubbed Sangsang's head for a long time.

The surrounding scenery of this lake rock pool is quite beautiful, quiet and pleasant, and the more important thing is that the world is full of vitality. Since there is no way to jump into the mountains and streams to bathe with the girls of the big river country, Ning Que is naturally reluctant to give up such a good practice place. .

The next day, he rode a **** horse to the lake.

Sitting in the lake breeze, meditating quietly with closed eyes, opened his eyes, raised his fingers, and gently drew illegible lines in the wind. Only he knew that these lines combined together were runes.

With his fingertips moving in the empty air, he frowned and thought for a long time when he encountered an inexplicable barrier, waved his hand to erase all the runes he wanted, and then continued to paint with his fingers Invisible runes.

Unconsciously, the sun moved to the middle of the sky, and the slightly cold wind was shining a little warmer. He unbuttoned his cloak and collar, stood up and stretched his waist, loosening his stiff body and Slightly sour arms.

It was the laziness of stretching his waist and the comfort of probing his arms. His gaze naturally drifted forward to the right, falling on the looming yellow cloth surrounding the forest stream in the distance. Maybe this is the nature of the body, maybe It was psychologically natural. In short, he looked over there, and even heard the slight splash of the stream and the silver bell-like laughter in his ears.

"The girls from Dahe Country really love hot springs."

He sighed again, thinking that after soaking yesterday and today, soaking every day, even the smooth and fair skin will be soaked into wet white paper. Wouldn't those girls worry?

Several male disciples of Mochiyuan outside Linxi who watched the watchful figure further proved the rumor that Dahe country favored women over men. Ning Que couldn’t help but remember that the former monarch of Dahe country was a queen. The legendary woman once disguised herself as a man. Guan Shan flew to Chang'an city to study, and some unclear stories with the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty have been handed down...If the queen had only one son, if it hadn’t been a book saint, I’m afraid that the current Dahe country man’s The status is even more miserable.

The hot spring soup is like goat’s milk, and the young girl is playing like a deer. These imaginations can’t make the belly full after all. Ning Que walks away from the stone pond, finds a dry place and starts cooking on the stove. Today he is going to stew a pot of milky white mutton soup.

"Can you still cook?"

Tmall woman appeared by the lake, her eyes wide open and curiously looked at Ning Que, who was lighting up the fire, and said: "Didn’t you hear that Tang Guo’s men don’t cook but eat ready-made food?"

Ning Que knew that she was here a long time ago, without raising her head, and said: "When I was in Chang'an City, I naturally didn't know how to cook, but in this kind of wilderness, there is no other way besides doing it myself. ."

The Tmall woman patted her palms, turned her eyes, squatted beside him, and said bravely: "I'll help."

Ning Que saw her face full of hope. Although she distrusted the cooking skills of this Dahe country girl, she still gave up her position with a smile. To his surprise, Tmall Girl was young and her cooking skills He was extremely skilled and completed all the procedures in just a while, then washed his hands and waited for the final release.

Listening to the boiling sound of the pot, and sniffing the smell of meat that had begun to overflow, Ning Que glanced at her in astonishment, and became less aware of what kind of existence a Dahe country woman is. A man's society, such a gentle temperament, skilled cooking skills?

Uncovering the cover and serving the soup, Ning Que handed over a bowl, and the Tmall woman smiled. The two of them sat in the cold wind by the lake and began to drink the slightly hot soup, and their bodies and minds became warmer.

"Dahe Country is very warm, isn't it?"

"Yeah." Tmall nodded, looked at the thin ice on the lake, shivered and said: "I didn't expect Yan Country to be so cold. The cotton clothes I bought in Xiling on the road seemed completely unstoppable. Wind."

"In some days, when the real winter comes, or when you enter the real wasteland, you will know what a knife-like wind is. When you are so young, why do you follow the seniors to the front?"

"I am fourteen this year." Tmall woman opened her eyes wide, looked at him and asked in confusion: "Is it young?"

"Isn't fourteen small?"

The female Tmall frowned slightly, and said with a pouting mouth: "You can marry anybody in fourteen, no matter where you are."

Tang Lu seems to be able to marry at the age of sixteen? Ning Que was holding the soup bowl, looking at the hot mist slowly rising from the lake, thinking that Sangsang was just fourteen years old this year, could he marry in Dahe?

After drinking the mutton soup, the Tmall woman ignored Ning Que's objection, quickly took off the fluffy collar around her neck, rolled up her sleeves, and cleaned the dishes, pots, and pots.

Looking at the busy little figure by the lake, Ning Que naturally thought of Sangsang again. In the more than a month after leaving Chang'an City, he rarely thought of the little maid at home, but he met Tmall. The female queen, not knowing whether it was a similar age and figure or something else, thought of Sangsang more and more times.

"A little gift, let’s say thank you."

When the Tmall girl left, Ning Que took out a box of snacks from her suitcase and handed it over.

Tmall Girl wanted to decline, but looking at the exquisite emblem on the wooden box, her big eyes suddenly lit up, and she cried out in surprise: "This is Chang'an City...Furongji's sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

"It seems so."

The pastries in Ning Que’s bag were all made by Jane who asked Xiaocao to prepare, and the snacks prepared by Xiaocao were basically what Sangsang liked. He vaguely remembered what it was like to remember the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. .

"Furongji's other cakes are sold in Kyoto, but there is no sweet-scented osmanthus cake, because this sweet-scented osmanthus cake uses osmanthus outside the Daming Palace."

Tmall woman was surprised again and again. She held the pastry box like a baby, took out a piece of cake carefully into her lips and chewed, with a very happy and intoxicated smile on her face.

Looking at the smile on the little girl's face, Ning Que was very happy. When I remembered last year when Red Sleeve recruited Sangsang to bring back pastries, she seemed to smile like this, but why did I think of her again?

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My beloved is on the mountainside, I want to find her too high. My lover gave me sweet-scented osmanthus cake, what will she give her? Mongolian sweat medicine? Ning Que always felt as if he had read such a poem somewhere, but he couldn't remember the specific year, month and day of this memory. He was a little disturbed by the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in that sentence, and he thought to himself. It would be better if the girl disciple of Mochiyuan would be wrong. Although she hadn't grown pear blossoms on her head, she didn't want to bully the tender flowers and grasses.

It turns out that he was thinking too much, or that the Mochi Yuanmen had a plan to deal with this kind of thing. The day after he presented the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, the female disciple named Zhuo Zhihua carried it. A big pot of stewed fish came over as a gift.

The stewed fish tastes really sweet and creamy. The attitudes of the girls from Dahe Country are so gentle that they can’t find the slightest mistake. They are flattering. Ning Que can’t eat free food, so he pulled out another box of pastries from his bag in return. .

The days have gradually flowed away in the exchange of various big river country stew pots and various Chang'an city pastries. The cold of the Yanbei Wasteland is getting deeper and deeper. Winter is officially here, and the thin ice on the lakeside gradually melts. Ning, turned into a whole piece like a mirror, but the ice surface on the shore of the hot spring lake was still blue.

Although he didn’t say much, and he didn’t even meet too many times, Ning Que and the girls from Dahe Country Mochi Garden became familiar with each other. The girls never asked him the name of his teacher, nor did he. Asked why the other party chose to come to this wilderness instead of stationing in the coalition barracks.

The winter is growing, and the cold is growing. The hot springs behind the yellow cloth are falling along the steep cliffs, forming a stream and sink, and white water vapor is everywhere, still warm as spring.

Because the temperature inside the cloth enclosure is too high, the Tmall woman only wore a close-fitting blouse, sitting on the wet rock by the stream, kicking her two small feet, holding a few cakes in her hand and eating happily At the same time, the flimsy clothes were stuck to the developing girl's body by the moisture in the air, showing a few slightly bulging curves.

She looked at the water pool below Wenxi and shouted: "The last two osmanthus cakes are there. You really don't want to eat them?"

Zhou Zhihua walked to the river bank, looked at the water pool and smiled and said, "Lord of the mountain, try it."

The milky white mist filled the top of the pool, and only a single figure could be seen vaguely. Suddenly, a cold wind blew from the depths of the forest, penetrating the cloth fence and blowing the hot mist on the surface of the pool. Slightly clearer.

There is a rock sticking out of the water in the pool.

A young girl sits quietly on a rock with her back facing the river bank. She is wrapped in a thin white wet cloth, her upper body is not silky, her black hair hangs like a waterfall on her naked jade back, and the water drops slowly. The beginning fell.

"You guys eat."

Juzhihua looked at the girl in Tanzhong, and said worriedly: "Mountain Lord, the coalition forces don't want to pay attention to us at all. Both the logistics and the camp are embarrassed. Should we stay here forever?"

The Tmall woman threw the wet hair on her shoulders behind her, and walked to the edge of the pool and said, "In my opinion, we might as well go to Dongsheng Village. General Tang Guo will definitely welcome us."

Zhou Zhihua rubbed her head, and said helplessly: "Although Dahe has had a good relationship with Tang Dynasty for generations, my disciple of Mochiyuan came here after receiving the edict of the temple. Your Majesty dare not offend the temple, and don't forget the master His old man is a guest of the temple. If we leave the coalition and go to Tangying, it will cause trouble to the master."

Tmall Girl turned her eyes and said: "Sister, or just tell them your identity. The other day, when I saw the idiot Lu Chenjia followed the Tianyuyuan into the military camp, those from Yan Nation and Moon Nation The guys are so honest and respectful. If you let them know that you are here, where would you dare to be so bad to us."

After a moment of silence, the black-haired **** the rock in the lake said softly: "Why do you have to fight for this leisure."

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Occasionally, Ning Que came to the lakeside earlier than usual. He placed his backpack beside the stone pond, thinking that the girls in Mochi Garden should still be resting, so he glanced at that place casually.

Then he saw a picturesque landscape.

He saw a painting that was beautiful as a landscape.

In the faint morning light, at the end of the oblique branches that stretched out into the winter lake, a young girl stood.

The young girl was dressed in a thin white dress, her black hair was randomly tied behind her like a waterfall, her bare feet stepped on the thin branches, following the cold wind on the lake, the branches gently swayed up and down, her body also Then it swayed slightly and looked extremely comfortable, as if what was facing was not the wind of the winter wasteland, but the warm spring breeze.

Ning Que looked at her quietly without making a sound, subconsciously not wanting to spoil this picture.

The girl in white clothes standing at the end of the slanting branch seemed to sense his gaze, flicking her white sleeves, her figure disappeared behind the yellow cloth.

Only the thin branch swayed gently in the lake breeze.

Ning Que looked at the trembling branch, and slowly raised his eyebrows.

He didn't see her face clearly, only remembered the blue ribbon that she wore around the waist of the white robe when she left.

A white coat, like a cloud on the lake.

A touch of blue, like the water in the lake.

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(I think I will look back on this chapter in a year. It should be interesting. I will try my best to satisfy myself. Good night everyone.)