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After breakfast, the two of them were not in a hurry to go to the barracks. They walked aimlessly around the city, holding hands, and let go when they met someone. Xiao Lan smiled and said, "Why, I'm afraid that others will see that the relationship between you and me is not working?"

"I'm still at war, don't be too public." Lu Zhui looked at an old mottled house on the side of the road. "This was once a college?"

"Can you tell?" Xiao Lan nodded, "Yes, when the world is stable, many literati like to come to Yumen Pass and follow the caravan all the way west to see the magnificent scenery in the desert with their own eyes. Therefore, there are many academies in the city. Most of it has been closed in recent years."

"This account must also be counted on Yelv Star." Lu Chai said, "But a small nomadic country in the desert, it is estimated that even if it surrenders in the future, there is nothing valuable to pay for."

Xiao Lan said, "Don't mention him."

Lu Zhui: "..."

Lu Zhui said, "But we are going to the barracks soon." When I got there, I saw General He. Not only did he want to mention it, I'm afraid it would have to be mentioned many times.

"That's also the matter of the afternoon, and you are not allowed to mention it now." Xiao Lan grabbed his finger and said, "I heard trouble."

"I didn't see it," Lu Zhui tsk, "So your mind is so small."

Xiao Lan said: "So?"

So let's not mention it. Lu Zhui bought small slap-sized cloth shoes from a street stall, and stuffed them into his arms: "I give it to you, the right is to be compensated."

Looking at the red, green and green tiger shoes, Grandpa Xiao accepted it with pleasure and said, "Save it for his son in the future."

Lu Chai's scalp numb and said, "You said Ah Liu?"

"The fortune tellers say that you and I will have a full house in the future. Naturally, there shouldn't be only one son, but since you choose the first one, I have to choose the second one." Xiao Lan said, "Don't say anything else, at least. They must be as good-looking as you." Otherwise, the two sons will be brought out, both of them are big fives and three big horns and their heads hurt.

Lu Zhui curled his lips, what's wrong with his back and waist, I think the son I chose is very good, strong, rough, economical and easy to raise.

Going further, you will find the city gate made of bluestone. There are hunting and hunting in the northwest all year round, and many scars of different depths have been cut on the stone bricks. Lu Chai looked at the city wall in front of him, and his heart suddenly surged. With emotion, I just feel that the vicissitudes of the years are vast and the sky is vast. This majestic and magnificent Yumen Pass has witnessed how many regimes overlap. They may be prosperous for a while, or silent, but they are ultimately no match for the long river of history, and eventually become yellow. Sand is all over the sky.

"What are you thinking about?" Xiao Lan asked.

Lu Chai squeezed his hand, jumped onto the wall, and flew to the highest point. The field of vision here needs to be wider, but the wind is more than twice as big, and it blows so straight that people stand unstable and their hair is flying, and their sleeves are like full sails.

"Not too cold?" Xiao Lan asked.

"The desert is in front, and the big Chu is behind." Lu Zhui lay on the stone wall, "No wonder literati likes to run to the border when writing poems. In such a place, even an illiterate man will recite a wild cloud. Thousands of miles have no walls, and rain and snow have spread to the desert."

Xiao Lan joked, "In that case, I am not as good as a rash man. I stayed in Yumen for more than a year, not to mention writing poems, and I didn't read two books."

Lu Chai smiled and said, "But you have a lot of books in your room."

"They are all prepared for you, not only books, but also clothes, tea sets, chessboards and guqin. You like them all in the General's Mansion." Xiao Lan said, "The tea has been bought for you. The new tea is not yet on the market, but There are the best Pu-erh cakes in Yunnan."

"So good?" Lu Chai leaned against his shoulder, then suddenly sighed, "I don't know if I can remember the previous things again."

"Is it important?" Xiao Lan asked.

"We have been together since we were young," Lu Chai said, "There must be a lot of interesting and fun things. Just forgetting it, I always feel a little pity."

"It's not just fun and fun. You have suffered a lot before and suffered a lot of injuries." Xiao Lan said, "So when we know that you will lose your memory, we actually think that this is not entirely a bad thing. Take away all the bad things, leaving only a blank sheet of paper so that when you wake up, you will be surrounded by relatives and friends. You can live your life in the sugar pile without worrying about food and clothing."

Lu Chau smiled: "Yeah."

"Let's go, let's get out of the city." Xiao Lan said, "If time is late, we can stop by for a meal in the Chu Army Camp."

Lu Chai patted him on the shoulder, complimenting him, "Managing the family well."

Xiao Lan Tower passed his waist and jumped off the wall, shocking the veteran guarding the city.

When the two arrived at the camp, there was indeed smoke everywhere. Xiao Lanla Lu Chai went straight into a tent. The inside was neatly packed. There was a white porcelain tea set on the table. Lu Xiu smiled and asked, "Where is your place?"

"Yes." Xiao Lan sat down at the back of the case. "I came to the northwest from the south of the Yangtze River. I didn't bring anything, so I brought your favorite tea set. When I miss you, I learn to make tea by myself. ."

Lu Zhui hugged his shoulders: "You like me so much?"

"Well," Xiao Lan touched his forehead and rubbed his nose again, "I like it to death."

The door curtain was opened with a "crash", and then there was a noisy exclamation, not to mention who it was, and the shout of "Ahyo" was mellowed back and forth, like a village singing.

Lu Zhui was startled: "Who?"

"Lieutenant General Zhou Yao, Pioneer Officer She Mang, and a large group of other brothers, who will be introduced to you one by one in the future." Xiao Lan said, "But if you don't want to go out now, I will send them away, so as not to make a noise. ."

"Hey!" Someone protested outside the tent. "As soon as I heard you came back, we came here without even eating."

"That's right, no one came to see you. We came to see Master Lu." She recklessly shouted, and the rest of the people followed suit. After all, a group of old bachelors in the barracks finally came to a girl who was said to be quite popular. The son of Pian Pianjia, naturally wants to follow along, so he can get a wife soon.

Lu Chai smiled and punched him: "Let's go, get out."

"It's okay to go out, but these people are rascals, and they are used to speaking without cover. If you are unhappy, just use your fist to greet." Xiao Lan opened the door curtain and looked at the people outside with threatening eyes.

"What is a ruffian?" She Mang was dissatisfied. He rolled up his sleeves on the spot and wanted to chant a poem, but for a long time he only remembered the goose, so he put his sleeves back again and elbow the people around him. Lao Zhou, you come.

Zhou Yao: "..."

Come on.

Xiao Lan disgusted: "When are you going to wink?"

Lu Zhui also laughed, clasping his fists and said, "I've seen you in Xia Lu Zhui."

"Lord Lu, look up for a long time." Zhou Yao pushed Xiao Lan away and said enthusiastically, "I heard the news in a hurry, and there was no time to prepare the wine. I only prepared a table for a banquet. Please here."

"Come here." She Mang led a horse himself, "Master please."

Before Lu Zhui had time to speak, he was put on horseback. A group of people ran happily. Xiao Lan couldn't raise his legs to keep up. A big tent was smelling of wine and meat. He didn't eat roasted whole lamb last night. There are big chunks of fat meat skewers to make up for, and it's not a loss.

"It's so heavy with cumin." Lu Zhui slapped a piece of meat, "What is it?"

Xiao Lan was beside him, whispering: "Good stuff."

Lu Zhui chewed hard and said, "Huh?"

Xiao Lan squeezed words from between his teeth, and drew a circle on the table with his fingers: "The sheep, that place."

Lu Zhui's expression froze.

Xiao Lan smiled badly.

Lu Zhui quickly threw the meat skewers into his plate, where?

"Do you really want me to eat it?" Xiao Lan picked it up, "Hey, I've made up too much. You are the one who suffers."

Lu Zhui felt bad, and stretched out his hand: "Give me back!"

"No." Xiao Lan bit off half in one bite.

Lu Zhui: "..."

Can't think about it.

Can not bear to look.

After a meal, everyone happily left, just waiting for their return home after the war to marry a wife. Lu asked: "How many of those things did you eat?"

Xiao Lan said, "It's quite a lot."

Lu Chai held his forehead in pain.

Xiao Lan hugged him, leaned closer to get a kiss, but quickly let go. The next moment, He Xiao opened the curtain and walked in, laughing: "I can smell the smell of meat and wine from afar. This is too much. I didn't leave a bite of scum."

"General." Xiao Lan stood up and said to the people behind him: "Master."

"I'm still thinking about replenishing a whole roasted lamb at night. I never thought I would eat it at noon." Yang Qingfeng handed the paper bag to Lu Zhui, exhorting, "I bought you some sour apricots. I'm tired of eating, use it to clear my stomach."

"Thank you senior." Lu Zhui was very grateful when he received it. I was still worried about whether I would be uncomfortable in coming to the Northwest, but after only one night, I have a family-like master and friends. The days to come, I think it will be wonderful.

"Enough fun, and it's time to talk about business." He Xiao sat in a chair, "Stonehenge Ghost Town, what are your plans?"

"Ming Yu led the troops to the desert to fetch the people there. The formation was set up by him alone, and no one else could enter." Xiao Lan said.

"What about you?" Yang Qingfeng asked.

Xiao Lan glanced at Lu Zhui: "It hasn't been decided yet. I want to go together, but Mingyu wants me to stay."

"I also don't agree with Ming Yu going there alone." Yang Qingfeng shook his head.

The corner of Xiao Lan's mouth raised.

Yang Qingfeng continued to chase Lu: "Master will accompany you."

Xiao Lan: "..."

Xiao Lan said, "Where is that disciple?"

"You follow General He, he has other things that you need to do." Yang Qingfeng said, "I will leave tomorrow. That's it."

Lu Chai nodded: "Yes."

Xiao Lan sighed inwardly.

On the third day of the bridal candles, I had to sleep alone again, because I was not a literati. Otherwise, if I was full of sadness and thought about writing poems, I was afraid that the Yumenguan paper would not be enough to sell.

"What is the general going to do?" Lu asked.

"Yelüxing invited a team of reinforcements from the depths of the desert. It is said that all of them are equipped with special skills." He Xiao said, "The boss is a woman. No one knows her last name and name, but the nickname is Red Raksha."

"Woman?" Xiao Lan's heart moved. "The one I met in the desert tea shed?"

"Nine out of ten," He Xiao said, "I heard that this group of people does not distinguish between good and evil, right from wrong, and only willing to work for money."

"Only willing to work for the money, and do things without integrity?" Lu Chai clapped his hands, "That would be much easier."

After all, if you are rich, who can compare to the Mingyue Tomb, just lift a basket and dig at will, not to mention a red Rakshasa, even if you have all the red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple Rakshasa. It's just a drop in the bucket.

With such a calculation, Yelvxing was afraid that he would lose his money.

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Lu Xiaochai: Dad! father! You seem to ignore me! QAQ!