The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 30: Ching Ming sprinkled yellow paper

Chapter Thirty Ching Ming sprinkled yellow paper

Update time: 2013-04-05

The Beimang border here is similar to the customs of the Liyang dynasty of the Han people, especially after the mass migration and influx of the remnants of the Eight Kingdoms, they are actually almost the same. Firecrackers and today’s Qingming tomb sweeping. Men in the family, regardless of age, bring wine, food, fruit, paper money to the grave, burn the paper money, and cover the old grave with new soil, and let the juveniles and juveniles in the city fold new yellow branches into the grave and burn them. Yellow paper, then bowed his head to salute, pay homage to the ancestors, ask for some yin blessings, and then return. There is no fixed number of times to go to the grave in Qingming Dynasty. Sooner or later, it’s just a matter of leaving the city with heavy rain today. Most of the graves are on the outskirts of the city and are not close to each other. Go to the grave.

So Tao Chengmu’s thirty-one ride out of the city is very dazzling, leaving the bluestone streets in the city sloping from the middle to the sides, which is not easy to detect at ordinary times. When the rain is heavy, you can see when you see the rain sliding into the sink. Mingtang, thirty armoured and iron riding hooves struck the hearts of the people on both sides of the street, contacting the **** deeds of this Chongshe general killing enemies on the border battlefield and killing people and drinking alcohol in the city and animal husbandry every day. We feel more and more that the city shepherd, who was born in the military, can rest assured to rely on.

Wei Feng is a merchant. No matter how much money a businessman earns, his status is not as respected as the noble family. Although Wei Feng is one of the few rich people left in the city, his mansion is still two distances from the street where the city’s pastoral mansion is located. Fortunately, Wei Mansion is on the main city road, quiet in the noisy, and you can just see thirty-one cavalry galloping out of the city. The lead is the improper Tao sublime, and the horse is a rare, sweaty BMW, full body. The pale gold, sweaty and **** BMWs are already extremely precious. This horse, which was rewarded by the season-cutting love in Gusai state, is one of the best. It is so strong that it makes the rich in the city salivate and the people are daunted.

Cheng Mu Tao took the lead in childishness, not squinting, and naturally did not pay attention to the blue tiles on the high wall of the Wei mansion gate, squatting a young man with a sword, a delicate body, soft-eyed maid holding an umbrella for him, then Brother Gongzi squatted on his knees, facing the south, and finally burned a few handfuls of yellow paper. It was almost as if his heart had been done, and there was a handful of yellow paper money left and put it back in his arms. The pretty and poor maid reminded in a low voice: "Master Xu, the paper money for the ancestor is not easy to put in the arms of the living, can the slave help you keep it?"

Xu Fengnian stood up, saw her left shoulder drenched, and pushed the mahogany umbrella ribs with her fingers to the side of the maidservant, folded her hands on her abdomen, and looked at the iron horse galloping away in the rain. He smiled without saying a word, just shook his head. . From the corner of her eyes, she saw the small umbrella leaning over her head quietly. He took the small umbrella amusedly and unbiasedly. The maid Chun Nong lifted her head and blinked at her naturally springy eyes. Xu Fengnian touched her head and smiled and said, "I will take you into the mansion first, and when I have to go out for a walk, you should not follow. If you leave the city this time, you won’t be able to come back in the year of the ox. To the Chenghuang Temple, the rain is not as heavy as it is now, so I will bring you and Qiu Shui a drawer of Zhouji Xiaolongbao."

The young maid, who was in her early growth, said empathetically: "On these roads, the slave and maid will just run a few steps. You can go shopping, son."

Xu Fengnian squinted those beautiful Danfeng eyes, pretending to be wronged, and teased: "I wanted to say a few more words with a little lady, but I don't understand the style."

At that moment, the little girl seemed to be struck by lightning, her whole heart trembled, she was speechless, she just raised her small chin that would sharpen suddenly when she was a few years older, and looked at The boy with an intoxicating smile in front of him. Some feelings are always inexplicable at first, and many of them will be blown away by the rain and wind, but at this time, the little girl was caught off guard.

Xu Fengnian smiled and sent her into the Wei Mansion. After entering the door, the little girl did not immediately walk into the deep courtyard, but stood still and looked at his slender back. When she looked carefully, she saw him holding an umbrella and walking into the eaves. When I was outside the rain curtain, my figure paused, as if looking at the sky like a large inkstone table through the edge of the umbrella.

Xu Fengnian walked slowly down the street under an umbrella, the feet of his shoes, socks and robe were already soaked when burning the paper. His Royal Highness Beiliang stepped on the stone slabs in Beimang City to kill the thirty-one cavalry including Cheng Mu. The truth seemed to be a bit cold, similar to the ghostly weather that made people unable to hold back their necks and scold their mothers.

The goods that the Yulong Gang paid a huge price to deliver to the city were in fact handed over to Wei Feng, and there was nothing to do with them, but they still kept it until today, saying that they would not leave the city until the afternoon. In the past few days, it was nothing more than Wei Feng's friendship as a landlord, so that a few stewards brought these tortoises who had never seen the big world to help the people, and experienced the taste of a gentle hometown. The expenses alone cost as much as three. Thousands of silver dollars, from the Yulong Gang's perspective, it is really horrifying to the world. Even they themselves feel a little embarrassed while eating, drinking, and gambling. Only Liu Nirong, who has suffered from Huanglian and cannot tell, remained silent and did not treat anyone. Speaking of the death of Ke Qing Gongsun Yang.

Young Wang Dashi is the only fool who always stays in the Wei mansion. Apart from practicing boxing, he recites the formula. The day before yesterday, Mr. Xu taught him a sword skill. Unfortunately, he can't learn anything. Not to mention, fortunately, Mr. Xu seems to be a strange master who is not afraid of his apprentices being stupid but clever. Wang Dashi doesn’t have a burden. Anyway, Mr. Xu has been kind enough to teach him, so he will learn it honestly. He only knows that the trick is called three. Jin, just by listening to the name, Wang Dashi is quite in love, and he feels that he is close to each other. Unlike the bluffing gimmicks of the masters in the Yulong Gang, it is often because of the return of the sword to the sect. , Who are you scaring? Anyway, even Wang Dashi doesn't believe in how capable these moves are.

Xu Fengnian stopped, turned to look at the unexpected person, and calmly said: "Go to the grave for Gongsun Yang?"

Liu Nirong, with a sad and haggard face, nodded, and then said in a deep voice, "I will not let you go to the grave anymore."

Xu Fengnian shook his head and said: "I just wandered around the city and didn't say anything to Gongsun Yang's grave. I really have nothing to say. Miss Liu is too worried."

Liu Nirong strode forward, leaving Xu Fengnian far behind. The new enemies of good fortune and trickery left the city before and after, Liu Nirong went southwest, and Xu Fengnian went southeast. The rain was torrential, the sky was dim as night, and the official roads were muddy and difficult to navigate. Xu Fengnian’s boots were covered with yellow mud, and he took the three sticks of incense in a hurry. Without a tomb sweeper, Xu Fengnian let out a breath of fog, slapped his umbrella, and let the bean-sized raindrops fall on his body and began to run wildly. , But instead of sweeping straight along the official road, it went around a huge circle. Every time a toe stepped on the ground, a mud hole was exploded on the ground, and there were countless splashes of water. If ordinary people watched, only the green shadow In a flash, leaving behind a series of puddles spaced six feet apart, blooming like lotus flowers, it is like hitting a big drift with a stone into the lake.

Cheng Mu Tao Qianzhi came to a lonely grave. Inside, there was an uncle who could not talk about any official and noble army robe. He was only a corps leader when he was killed. This old fellow entered the side at the age of sixteen. Army infantry battle camp, 30 years in the army, spent two years on the battlefield by killing a Northern Liang cavalry and was promoted to a corps leader by chance. Back and forth, I haven’t killed a few people, but it’s strange to say that after dealing with the Lord Yan in the rain of guns and arrows, I am still alive. The old chief of the army has only brought a dozen bunnies in his life and survived. Now there are only four remaining. Tao Qianzhi is one of them. From the **** to the pawn, Qingyun Pingbu became the general of Chongshe. One became the fifth-grade stepping commander, and the other became the best in the frontier army of Gusai. The last one of the countless excellent outposts was even more prominent than Tao's naive official position, and vaguely became the pillar of the Northern Mang Palace. The veteran corporal is greedy for life and fear of death. What taught these new recruits is not **** the enemy bravely, but how to fight against life and fear of death, such as how to pretend to be dead without showing a trace, such as stealing the softness from the corpse, and how to grab it. Decapitation-level fishing, but just such an old soldier who could immediately receive a sum of salaries to go home for retirement, died in an unexplained contact battle, and blocked a fierce Beiliangdao for his subordinates, the entire back They were all cut apart. The ordinary **** of the Northern Mang Frontier Army, the soft armor he wore was not good at all under the sharp and unmatched Beiliang Knife. Tao Qianzhi and a few of his peers were still young at the time, and they were dying. The veteran of the corps does not understand why the old guy who is addicted to life wants to say that it is good to die in the battle, and does not need a coffin. The old corps was nagging and nagging before he died, and he didn't talk about spine. He just made a lot of tears and nose. Finally, he said, it's really **** pain.

Thirty direct soldiers brought from Gusai rolled over and got off their horses, standing in the distance. Two of them took off their rucksacks, and one of them took out several bottles of wine that the general bought with a lot of money, except for the wine. Nothing else, the other person took out a large stack of paper money wrapped in oil paper, handed it to the general together with the fire folds, and opened the umbrella to protect it from the wind and rain.

Tao Qianzhi squatted on the head of the grave and smashed a wine bottle with a punch. Six or seven bottles of expensive shochu, which was introduced into Beimang from the Jiangnan Road of the Liyang Dynasty, flowed freely and seeped into the mud in front of the grave together with the rain. Tao Qianzhi Throwing off the fire folds dedicated to the army, lit the yellow paper, and muttered to himself: "Old man, you have nothing to do, but you have taught us how to survive for our brothers. If it weren't for you then He said that it was useless to save his military skills, and transferred those two first-level stars to Dong Zhuo. This guy was not as good as he is today. It wasn't that you blocked me in the end, and I couldn't help you get the wine. Dong Fatty This kid is a stone in the pit, with a stinky temper. He leaked his mouth when he drank with us, saying that he did not follow the season, and he had no face to see you, an old man who was as stubborn as him. I didn't think so much. , Since it’s in the city of staying, Ching Ming Festival will not bring a few bottles of the good wine you have coveted for a long time. It’s hard to say. You old guy, be careful, stealing your wine before, it’s the same as stealing your wife, oh, forget it. , You have been bachelor for a lifetime. If you can live to this day, old man, you just have to say who you are interested in. Fatty Dong and I are not afraid of the heavenly kings and I will just grab it for you."

Tao Qianzhi held the burning yellow paper in his hand, completely ignoring the hot and painful feeling, and whispered: "Come and kill a Northern Liang Jiashi before you go to the grave. I personally cut it off with a Northern Liang knife. His limbs, knowing that you are timid, and afraid that you can’t sleep well, won’t take it to the grave to quarrel you. Old man, tell you that this Beiliang cavalry was actually invincible when we were young, and the main reason was that you were frightened by you. Yes, every time I haven’t been on the battlefield, I just hear the horseshoes and I see you trembling and swinging on both legs. Even Fatty Dong and me are also scared to death. Now there are more people from Beiliang who have been killed. What's the matter, when I came to stay in the city, I brought four prisoners of the Northern Liang soldiers. There were also many people who knelt down and begged for mercy like dogs, and some of them were not as good as dogs who had drawn swords with Robes to survive."

A handful of yellow paper burned out, Tao Qianzhi clapped his hands, patted the ashes, and slowly got up and said: "Don't delay your drinking."

Thirty-one rides silently on the horse. The confidant school lieutenant who was born in a shoal rushed on his horse, approaching Tao Qianzhi, and said in a deep voice: "General, within three miles, there is nothing unusual."

Tao Qianzhi nodded and said with a smile: "I thought the **** in the royal sauce tanks who went to Gusai to cheat me would take the opportunity of me to be demoted and screamed to beat down the water dog. It seems that it is me. I overestimate their courage."

The school lieutenant sneered sneerly and said: "Hold the bears together, these embroidered pillows in silver armor and silver knives can bring out what brave men and soldiers can bring out. A hundred rides are all stuffed between our teeth~IndoMTL.com~ Tao Qianzhi raised his head and glanced at the gray sky. The rain still showed no signs of abating. He retracted his gaze and said calmly: "Back to the city. "

Thunder, rain, horseshoes.

One ride from the tail and one ride, ran out of the two or three-mile dirt trail on the grave, and was about to turn into the official road.

Tao Qianju's pupils shrank, and a stern bird flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand and stopped thirty rides behind him instantly. The official road can be driven by four horses at ordinary times. After heavy rains scouring and scouring, the three horses side by side is the limit. The cavalry wants to maximize the charge effect, and the horse warfare system has the best swing space for the two horses.

On the official road splashing with water, a young man with a saber stands with an umbrella.

A school captain and knight who is good at sentry art can not detect the vegetation and trees within three miles in a short period of time. In addition, the heavy rain has eliminated the footprints, and can only guarantee to confirm whether there is a team of about ten people. For this The fish that slipped through the net was already the knight of the sixth rank of Beimang Captain and shouted: "Who is here?!"

The man with the saber did not speak, but slowly retracted the umbrella and inserted the tip of the umbrella into the mud on his side.

Tao Qianzhi deserves to be a military commander who kills Guojue. Seeing this young man's action, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said flatly: "The two teams start to charge and kill without mercy."

The two riders rushed out side by side first. The knight’s hip horse was strong and well-versed in warfare among the frontier horses. It showed a dynamic visual beauty during the run, washed by the rain, the mane followed the muscles. Regularly trembling, the horseshoe was overshadowed by the sound of rain.

The two unsheathed mang knives are as clear as snow. The blades are wider and thicker than Beiliang knives, similar in length, slightly weaker in sharpness, and greater in curvature.