Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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The black night sky, the star-studded and beautiful heart, the light silver light, sprinkled in the crescent moon under the mountain, reflecting countless moving eyes. The grass on the lake is soft and the wind is soft, like a whisper to the people in your sleep. Countless tents are scattered from the crescent sea and spread deep into the grassland. There are faint lights and stars on the sky, and more herdsmen's tents are black and quiet, bathed in the stars.

Fan’s hand holding the cylinder was slightly stiff, and he watched the movement near the king’s account on the Crescent Moon. Until a long time later, he put down the cylinder, bowed his head and fell into his contemplation.

Xi Hu was alone in the small tent and had not come out for a long time. There should be Hu’s masters in the darkness of the surrounding area, but the entire defense system should be looser than usual. Perhaps this single is not willing, Wang Ting’s masters are too close to the tent. .

Who is living in that small tent? Fan leisurely licked his dry lips, feeling a low feeling. This discovery may be a bit weird, more strange than Wei Wucheng's coincidence, but Fan Xian does not doubt anything - Hu people can never imagine, someone can look at the crescent moon on the high mountains.

This is not something that manpower can do. Science and technology are the primary productive forces. Fan’s fingers gently rubbed the cylindrical telescope, rubbed his lips, did not leave, but kept waiting quietly. I waited until I got out of the tent.

At the age of 30, Xi Hu was alone in a thin body. The Sabre was not at his side. After walking out of the tent, he turned back slightly and looked at him. It seems that I am not willing to leave.

Fan's lips sneer a sneer.

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After a few days thereafter. Central China's major business firms. At the beginning, the relevant goods carried by this trip were bargained with the officials of the Xihu Wangting. And in order to wait for the characters who came from the two great princes. The time was slightly delayed for two days.

Wang Ting showed good to these businessmen. Naturally, it is a matter of possible material input in the future. But this autumn sale is itself a huge luxury trade fair. The princes and nobles of Xihu have the richest resources on the entire grassland. I don’t know how many gold gems in my hands are used to buy luxury goods in the Central Plains. Don't blink your eyes at all.

But this is so. In this trip, the original merchant sold all the stocks. It also took four or five days. In these four or five days. Mu Fenger represents the first firm in Shazhou. Also close to the Hu people. Earn small money. Fan Fan, after simply fulfilling his duties, began to walk around the Crescent Moon, or to look at it, or to be watched.

Have to say, to his true identity. In the center of the West Hu Wang Ting, this move was made. It is a very arrogant or even stupid act.

His eyebrows were pulled closer. The brow was glued up by the glue, and the skin color changed slightly, but the same is still the handsome face. So when he was walking on the meadows and sand dunes near the Crescent Lake. I can always meet countless pairs of blazing and fiery eyes.

Although the women of the Hu nationality are not as open as the Central Plains. But their attitude towards feelings and beautiful men must be more enthusiastic. If Fan can show the muscles hidden under the clothes, I believe this enthusiasm will be like a fire in the fall, directly devour him.

It’s just that he doesn’t want to develop a situation in the Hu people that can’t have an ending. He walks around the Crescent Moon. Just chatting with Wei Wucheng. Of course, no one knows whether he has hidden ideas to attract the attention of another person.

The conversation with Wei Wucheng was very good. This young man from Beiqi. Probably staying on the grassland for a long time, it is rare to meet like a fan to talk to the object so well, from time to time to come to him to talk. I have been talking from a few days. Fan Xian gradually figured out some things, only to the last two days. Perhaps Wei Wucheng was given some kind of warning, and he seemed to pay more attention to his words. At the same time, Fan Xian also found his body circumference. There are also a few more attentions.

Fortunately, it did not cause too many problems, the main minds of the royal aristocrats in the Wang account. Still placed on the forces represented by the merchants and businessmen, Fan Xian’s eyes are white. Not so eye-catching, he still climbs into the steep lonely mountains on time every night. Holding a telescope, spying on everything on the shore of the crescent.

In the middle of the night, I don’t leave my own account every day. Go to the small tent. But the frequency is also exceptionally high. Fan Xian has already checked clearly that the small tents on the side of the king's account are the residences of the general Hu prostitutes. Not how

surprisingly.

The wonderful thing is, just why you should go there. The wonderful thing is that Fan Xian and Mu Feng found that it is very difficult to get close to those small tents. There are many people in the dark who are protecting the little tent and The world of the Crescent Sea is isolated.

After four consecutive nights, Fan Xian became more and more convinced of his own inference, but he couldn't help but think that the master on the grassland seemed to be too respectful.

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敕勒川,

Under the Yinshan,

It’s like a day,

Covered the four wild.

It’s sky,

Wild donkey,

The wind blows grass and sees cattle and sheep.

“Who knows where the 敕勒川 is? Does Yinshan mean the mountain behind Haizi?”

The tents near Wang Ting have been withdrawn a lot, and the Crescent Moon has become empty and quiet. The herdsmen who lived by the water, each had their own place, and the goods brought by the Central Plains merchants were lost. The heads of the tribes led their own people to return home. Wang Ting’s attraction to them, until today, Still far from the Central Plains goods.

In a quiet tent, Wei Wucheng, who has been a treasurer of the Xihu Wangting Library for a year, took a piece of paper on his hand and asked his companions. These people have been in the grassland for a year, helping to deal with political affairs alone, collecting information and playing an important role in Wang Ting's masculinity. Now that the Qingjun’s autumn hunting has ended, the grassland is ready to welcome the arrival of the winter. There is no big war required to prepare, so Wei Wucheng began to make old mistakes.

"Do you think you are still in the capital? Do you think you can go to the imperial examination?" A companion's mood is obviously not too good, ridiculously said: "When it's okay all day, I will hold the poem "C" Where is it?"

Wei Wucheng is not angry, hehe smiled: "This little word is a gift from a friend. It is very good at describing the scenery of the grassland, so I remembered it, but I don't understand two of them."

These people are fine-grained and found that it is still the case. The first sentence is simple, but it is very magnificent. It is not something that ordinary people can write.

In this way, the first day of the wild, began to be remembered, and then spread to the hands of the Hu people around the Wang Ting, and was translated into Hu language, began to be sung by the Hu females with a whip.

It is not widely spread, but it is said that this kind of thing is better than the telescope. It grows its wings in the sky, and it is even better than the light weight of the leaves.

A prostitute with a goat's milk was heard when she passed the tent. She stood outside the tent, gently put down the pottery, and stayed for a while, then wiped the palm of her hand with milk and wiped it on her clothes.

I only knew this little word on the night, but he didn’t care much about it. There is too much thing to be considered by a lord king. I don’t think that this little word can bring about any problems, but it is only supported by people. Feel free to ask two sentences. When I learned that Wei Wucheng had heard from those businessmen, he would no longer care.

Those Central Plains businessmen have left Wang Ting for three days. Is it still for a small word to go back to the other side?

In this matter alone, some did not care, so when he discovered the niece carrying the goat milk suddenly disappeared the next day, he was so angry that it was like a heart was dug up a very important treasure.

Fortunately, the prostitute left a letter to persuade him to be a little quiet, she went back and went back. This alone stopped the idea of ​​sending cavalry to chase those Central Plains businessmen.

The autumn grass in the grassland is long, covering the road of Wang Ting to all directions. Of course, there is no road on the grassland. The horse has stepped on more and naturally has a road.

Just in the direction of Wang Ting to Qingzhou, more than one day's itinerary is a large piece of Pingqian Guangyuan, quiet and incomparable, autumn is low, and the meaning of chill is full.

The woman dressed in a prostitute costume came out of the grass, and she saw the young man opposite.

A young man with a smile on his face and a deep disappointment in his eyes.

The young man looked at the woman who had not seen this for three years, looked at her face, looked at her pair still as the lake, no, more clear eyes than the Crescent Moon, looking at her hands with her hands, said : "You are tanned."

After more than two years of sea otter blossoming, it has now become an ordinary prostitute in the West Hu Wangting. She looks at Fan Xian, does not speak, and her eyes are clear, and she does not know what to say in silence.

Fan stared at her eyes and said: "I have been waiting for you for two days... or do you have been waiting for me for two years on the grassland?"

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