Old Man Lei came, and a letter came in front of him, asking to take Lei Laohu back.

Lei Laohu did not cry again this time and did not disobey Old Man Lei. Winter is coming, and the Chinese New Year is not far away.

Lei Laohu was a little reluctant to leave, and he was reluctant to leave Ouyang Wenqin and Shuwan. What made Lei Laohu reluctant to leave the most was the Biluoqin made by himself.

Xu Jie and Old Man Lei sat opposite each other in the hall. Lei Laohu next to him repeatedly rubbed Biluoqin and said, "Biluo, come to see you next year."

This sentence may be a farewell to Xu Jie. Xu Jie was a little nervous and replied with a smile: "Little tiger, next year, if you make a zither, the zither will always make a sound of joy, and it will be difficult to kill. The zither can do it. If you have time, try the pipa."

Lei Laohu nodded and said, "Brother Wenyuan, I'll go and say goodbye to Sister Wenqin."

Xu Jie nodded, and Lei Laohu left.

Only Xu Jie and Old Man Lei were left in the hall.

Xu Jie's face was slightly dark and he spoke directly: "Old King Tuoba, he is dead!"

Old Man Lei, who was happy just now because his granddaughter was so obedient and easy to be so obedient, changed his expression and asked, "Diet? How did you die? Where did you die? Why didn't I hear about this?"

Old Man Lei probably didn't believe it.

"If I really die, I will die in this Bianjing city. I will kill it with my own hands." Xu Jie replied.

Old Man Lei suddenly stood up. At this moment, he was furious and his clothes were swelling. He shouted: "Why do you want to kill him? How can you kill him?"

Xu Jie stood up and his voice was deep: "He is seeking death, but he can't persuade him."

This sentence made Old Man Lei's aura depressed. Old Man Lei knew that Tuoba Hao could do such a thing, and he also knew that Xu Jie was not saying it was fake.

"Why are all this? For the sake of war? For the sake of family and country? Do you want your life for these nihilistic things?" Old Man Lei didn't know whether he was asking Xu Jie or Tuoba Hao, or asking himself. In the eyes of some people, family, country and the world have become nihilistic things.

"Old man Lei, before he died, he said that if you could cry a few tears in front of his grave, it would be worth your life." Xu Jie remembered this sentence very clearly.

"Where is he?" said Old Man Lei.

Xu Jie answered, and Old Man Lei turned around and left.

Xu Jie slowly sat down, gently stroked the Biluoqin on the desk beside him, and then stroked it again.

Then he sat upright and started to caress him seriously.

The sun and the moon were once seen, with their heads raised and their light was dull. Who asked the heaven and earth? Who asked the heaven and earth again?

I always talk about old and old things, and I also say that yesterday was hurt, but I still remember the time as usual? Can I remember the time as usual?

The piano is still there.

Xu Jie looked around sadly and said softly: "Who has never been brave enough to be brave, who has never been righteous, who has never been in the sky, who has never been in a state of evil spirits, who has never been arrogant, and who has never been free and easy in the world. I don't know where I am when I was old that day?"

The geese have left, the people are still there, and the young man just insists on saying sorrow.

Biluo still had a sound, and Old Man Lei would never want to come to see him again. I don’t know when he would leave with Lei Laohu.

In this life, Xu Jie should never see Old Man Lei again.

People will always wither.

A generation of heroes has a generation of passion, but there will always be a day of withering.

What legends, stories, and yearnings just disperse with the wind.

Lu Ziyou, Yang Ershu, Yang Sanpang, Lei Gong, Dong Dali, Dong Dayi, Tuoba Hao, Peng Lao, Motianzun, He Zhenqing, Wei Twenty-three, Wang Wei, Zeng unhappy, Cheng Kun......

Whether it is good or evil or hero.

You just finished singing and I made my debut, maybe it was the end.

Only a cluster of iron armor is like a thousand years ago when a strong horse was walking on the snow.

The mottled city wall is covered with white dancing in the sky.

The smoke curled upwards towards the white.

The flags were frozen into a ball, and the flagpole trembled when the wind came.

The fox fur on the collar stroked Xu Jie's cheek back and forth.

No matter how cold and cold the Shiwei people in the distance can resist the cold, they can only shrink into a ball on the horse's back.

There are no birds in thousands of mountains and no eagles in the sky.

Only the winding Great Wall brings a little incongruous feeling to this vast forest.

Zong Qing coughed a few times and cursed, "Damn it, the wind and cold will not be cured for more than ten days."

Xu Jie turned to look at Zong Qing's face, and said, "General Zong, you are old too."

Zong Qing smiled and replied, "Tai Shi, Lian Po is old and can still eat."

Ouyang Wenfeng, the prefect of Datong, said: "General Zong, the senior official, I will go and find a doctor for you and prescribe some wind and cold medicine."

Zong Qing waved his hand: "No need, it's just a cold. It's been a few days before, but it's almost cured in more than ten days."

Xu Jie signaled Ouyang Wenfeng, who came down from the city and went to look for the doctor.

Outside the Great Wall of Datong, you can see the King Wei tent, but there is no distance between Monde in this King's tent. The King Wei army has arrived here in the snow, but there is no preparation for the pre-war period.

Xu Jie, who was on the top of the city, was somewhat worried, worried about the northwest land and the Tuoba people.

The Tuoba army also arrived in the north of Huizhou, Lanzhou, but there was no movement.

Yuan Qingshan is in Qinzhou and sends a daily battle report to Datong.

It has been delayed for a few days, and Xu Jie's worries have gradually gone almost.

Many things are still within Xu Jie's expectations.

A team of Wei people's brave horses outside the city hurried out of the camp and rushed towards Datong.

Then he heard the bow strings on the top of the city, and also heard Zong Qing scolding: "Damn it, the bow is frozen and cannot be pulled open!"

As he said that he couldn't pull it open, Zong Qing still pulled the bow open.

Xu Jie waved his hand and said, "No need to do this. The Shi Wei people are talking about it, not here to fight."

Zong Qing loosened the bow again and shouted, "No need to shoot arrows, no need to shoot arrows. Just a hundred and ten-room Wei people, let them come."

When the Knight Shiwei arrived outside the city, he shouted: "Is Master Xu here? My Khan, please tell me."

Xu Jie asked: "Have your Khan finally arrived?"

"Here, we will start the tent at 500 steps outside the city later. Please ask Master Xu to be sure to arrive."

"Go and report, I'll go back." After Xu Jie answered, he slowly went down the city and ordered Zong Qing: "Ministry Huotou Camp prepares a table of good wine and food, and go with me."

Zong Qing smiled and said, "It's still the Grand Master who is kind-hearted and knows that the Wei people in the winter have no food to eat."

Xu Jie smiled, closed the fox fur around his neck, and said, "I should treat him last time."

"Taoshi, don't get drunk with that khan." Zong Qing felt relaxed and started joking.

"What's the harm in getting drunk?" Xu Jie answered seriously.
Chapter completed!