Chapter 161: Afterglow

Xiao Chiye looked like a pot of cold water, which made him not only awake, but even the cold hairs were erected. He sat up and stared at Xiao Fangxu for a moment, but his mind was empty, as if he had been punched too hard, and his chest was rotten. He suddenly pushed Xiao Fangxu away and wanted to wear boots when he got off the bed, but he almost hit the corner of the table and didn't stand up. The boots couldn't be found.
Chen Yang and Gu Jin originally stood outside the vigil outside the tent, and saw that the curtain lifted up, "Xiao Chiye, a lone spirit, struck his boots with one foot, and stepped on the ground with one foot, without even covering his robes. Go to the reins of the waves.
Gujin responded fastest, stepped out, dragged the reins, and said hurriedly, "Master!"
Chen Yang followed closely and went in to find clothes and boots.
Xiao Fangxu stooped out and asked wonderingly, "Don't you know? Did it happen long ago? When he went to Chazhou."
Chen Yang looked at Xiao Fangxu's expression, and suddenly realized it. She patted her head and shouted, "Chazhou! The master, it is Chazhou! The son is fine!"
These throats shouted loudly, blasting Xiao Chiye's fright back. When he turned around, he rushed to Xiao Fangxu, and his eyes were flushed. When he reached Xiao Fangxu, he turned around again, and finally wiped his face and said, "Daddy!"

The scars on the palm of Shen Zechuan fell, leaving only a scar.
As soon as August passed, the rain in Cizhou stopped, the frost increased, and the weather became colder. Yao Wenyu got caught in the cold in recent days, holding Tang Po rarely going out indoors. Shen Zechuan still had Fei Sheng following him, but Li Xiong rarely raised any surprises.
"Han Jin is still in prison?" Shen Zechuan drank his medicine and stood by the window asking Fei Sheng.
Fei Sheng replied: "I'm still there. The master's house is kind and he didn't kill him, but he screamed all day without any repentance."
Shen Zechuan held the porcelain bowl in his hand, looked at the pattern for a while, and said, "He is Han Yan's brother."
Fei Sheng lowered his eyes unexpectedly, and shivered.
Han Xun beheaded Qi Huilian on the street, and according to Fei Sheng's contemplation of Shen Zechuan's temper, Shen Zechuan kept Han Jin slow and not killing, not at all for intimidating the capital, but for large use. Fei Sheng didn't dare to guess, and didn't want to guess, he was the guard, that is, Shen Zechuan's dagger. What Shen Zechuan asked him to do, he did.
Shen Zechuan lifted his eyes, looking at the sunlight outside the window coldly on the ground, exposing those frost to tears. He smiled inexplicably and said, "Let people out."
Fei Sheng answered.
Shen Zechuan said, "Give him a bath and change clothes, and then give him soft food. From today on, he doesn't need to do anything and let him have fun."
Fei Sheng didn't dare to be different, and replied, and retreated. As soon as he exited, Qiao Tianya came in.
"Letter from the north," Qiao Tianya rested the letter on Shen Zechuan's desk. "I sent it with a whip, what should I say to the master?"
"Is Yuan Zhuo better?" Shen Zechuan asked as he opened the letter.
Before Qiao Tianya had time to answer, he looked at Shen Zechuan and looked at the letter several times.
"Things about the mutual exchange in winter," Shen Zechuan paused, "I will go to the battlefield in person to meet with the North King."

The days away from the north became faster, and there was very little sunny sunshine left by Qiu Ri, but once it appeared, it was hot enough to want to undress.
Xiao Chiye returned to the battlefield at the end of August and did not leave for the time being. He hasn't rested since the battle was lost. Whether it is the heavy to the north or the west to contact the great territory, he runs with people. He seemed to be completely smoothed by Xiao Fangxu, and began willingly to be a serious teenager.
When Chen Yang went to lift the water, he saw Xiao Chiye standing on the withered grass field to train his horse. Said to be a horse trainer, in fact, it was much gentler. The horse that was white with black on his chest was the horse that Lu Yiying would leave to his wife. When Xiao Chiye ran a leg last month, he brought it out directly and tried to tame himself.
Xiao Fangxu rushed the horse from the other end, and the mammoth wind swooped down. He stunned from Xiao Fangxu's side, vacated again along the grass line, twisted his body and flew away.
Xiao Fangxu got off the horse and threw the reins to the vice-monger behind. Take off the helmet, spit out the dust in the mouth, and squint at Xiao Chiye. After a while, he unloaded the heavy armor, took off the saddle on his horseback, turned over again, and rushed to Xiao Chiye far away.
Zuo Qianqiu lay on the railing, his white hair was blown by the wind, and they saw their father and son side by side. The sister-in-law ran closer, stepping on the railing. Behind the North Rail rider and the embargo came around, blocking the railing on this side.
Huantai Tiger was so crowded that he couldn't make a shot and stretched his neck and shouted, "What are you doing!"
Xunzi Yu raised a and opened her hoarse voice in the noise: "If the second son wins today, the team will be the uncle this month! Give us two spoons for dinner!"
Zuo Qianqiu smiled and said: "It's still a few years for Ye Ye to win his son."
"Second son is fighting for anger!" Hutaitai wiped the sweat dripping to his cheeks, his face tanned, and shouted unconvinced.
Zuo Qianqiu said, "What if Lord Wang wins?"
When Chen Yang just wanted to say something, he heard the ring tiger saying, "Then we will run along the grass field and bark as we run-"
Xunzi Yu immediately jumped up with Gujin behind to block his mouth.
Zuo Qianqiu did not miss the opportunity and said, "Okay, Ah Ye, haven't you heard? If you lose your father today, your whole team will bark!"
Xiao Chiye raised his finger and blew his whistle. Lang Tao Xuelai came out of the run and ran to him. He got on the horse and asked Xiao Fangxu, "Where?"
Xiao Fangxu seemed hesitant and said, "Where to go ..."
Before his voice fell, he drove the horse out.
The embargo neatly booed, and the Tiger Tiger struggled to show his mouth, anxiously: "Why is this prince still lying?"
Langtao Xuelao is like a black arrow leaving the string, and the wind suddenly rises. The clear sky was dazzling, and the backs of the father and son were almost exactly the same. Suddenly pierced through the clouds, struggling to chase after him, biting behind Xiao Chiye, overlooking the arrows one behind the other. The blades of grass were swept away by horseshoes, and the wind shouted endlessly weeding. They were among them, as if they were stars falling into the waves, and they made long marks in the grass.
Xiao Chiye listened to the wind and saw Xiao Fangxu's back.
Xiao Fangxu is not old yet, how can he be old, he looks so strong and strong, as if he is no different from 20 years ago, as long as he raises his arms, he can raise two sons and grow up on the grass Laughed and cried them one by one.
Xiao Chiye gradually caught up, Langtao Xuelai was far stronger and younger than the one under Xiao Fangxu. It rushed vigorously, staring only forward, as if nothing could stop it.
The two gradually moved side by side, running sweating. Sunlight is on their heads, and their backs are hot, which may be the last sunny day of the year from the north.
There is a stele at the end, engraved with the North Rail Rider who died in the past year, the eagles who fell with them, and the warhorses that carried them. At the last moment when the father and son were about to arrive, they rushed past them faster than them, circled, landed on the stone tablet, and won the first place.
"This is my eagle," Xiao Chiye slowed down, and said, "I win."
"This is my land," Xiao Fangxu paused, turned and pointed at Xiao Chiye, "I'm eight hundred years earlier than you."
Xiao Chiye ignored this sentence indifferently.
They got off the horse, and the sun was tilting westward. Xiao Fangxu stepped on the stone steps, stood in front of the stone tablet, and wiped the dust on it. The wind here was strong, blowing his hair, messing him up and revealing some white, he said, "There are my brothers here."
Xiao Chiye followed up and stood beside Xiao Fangxu.
"Ten years ago, I brought your elder brother here," Xiao Fangxu pointed to somewhere. "Here is a boy named Suining. His name is very special. He is as old as your elder brother."
Every year, this stele is shaved off of the old name and filled with new people. This means that generations of North Rail rides are here, and generations of North Rail rides have disappeared here. The stele rests on Hongyan Mountain, where it rests forever. They are both the wind of Hongyan Mountain and the stars of Hongyan Mountain.
"I'm here," Xiao Chiye pointed up in the center. "The place is big, the location is good, and you can see far."
"This is my position," Xiao Fangxu said stupidly. "I want everything here."
"What about my mother," Xiao Chiye tilted his head, examining Xiao Fangxu, "you leave her alone in the realm."
Xiao Fangxu didn't say a word. He crossed the stone monument and saw Hongyan Mountain. Then he seemed to be stabbed into the eyes by the setting sun, and then turned to look at the direction of the realm. He couldn't open his eyes when the wind blew, he said, "We can look at each other and always face each other."
Xiao Chiye looked out with his eyes.
"We were born in it, and we died well. People from the North were resting on the mountains and rivers, facing the scorching sun, regardless of men and women, it was iron bones." Xiao Fangxu opened his palms, and the wind passed through his palms, soft like a wife Long hair, the only indulgence he has had for decades, "I will return to her arms someday."
Xiao Chiye looked at the grass waves at the end, as if there were no endless torrents. Everyone's so-called sadness and joyful separation was just a moment in the world. In the blink of an eye, they would be scattered, and there would be no trace of it.
Encounter is a precious thing.
Xiao Fangxu turned and gave Xiao Chiye a punch, then raised his arm and hugged Xiao Chiye heavily, but he quickly released and said, "It will take several years to surpass me!"
"Who knows?" Xiao Chiye patted his chest, suggesting height.
Xiao Fangxu took a few steps, trying to pick something from the ground. Xiao Chiye was cast out of shadow by horse dung, and immediately turned around and ran. As soon as he ran, Xiao Fangxu laughed.
The wind was still blowing, and the father and son returned on the setting sun.
Before dusk was over, Xiao Chiye was sweating, took off his upper body clothes, and stood in the river to shower. The water was shimmering. When he watered it with a wooden bucket, the muscles of his entire back were buried by the jumping golden light.
Xiao Chiye leaned down and banged his arm in the water. The fine iron was smashed, but he hadn't changed it yet. When he took it out, he removed the worn dog leather rope. He turned around and said, "Give me again--"
The wind and dust of Shen Zechuan stood on the by the river, and the rays of the setting sun splashed on his robe, and there was still grass on it.
Xiao Chiye missed him so much.
He stood in front of Xiao Chiye at the last moment of the exhaustion.
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