Big Dream Chase

On Yisi Day in August of the first year of Yongzhen, Tang Xianzong Li Chun ascended the throne.

When he ascended the throne, the Panzhen separatist regime was arrogant and domineering, and the foreign forces were like wolves and tigers.Under internal and external troubles, social turmoil.However, the new emperor's ambition is soaring, and his robe is about to be opened.It is imminent to restore the prestige of the Tang Dynasty.

In the first year of Yuanhe, when the New Deal was implemented, the central army's horse lance pointed straight at Xiazhou, and the chaos of the separatist regime was quelled like a broken bamboo.

Since then, the Pan Pan War has ignited a raging fire on the land of Kyushu.

In the 12th year of Yuanhe, Li Yan was appointed as the envoy of Tang and Deng Sanzhou Jiedu, and his spear stabbed at the separatist Huaixi.It is bound to defeat Wu Yuanji and put down Panzhen's mutiny.

Under the battle of soldiers and iron horses, there is a group of craftsmen on the Holy Land of Sword Forging through the ages. They are obsessed with the tempering of fire and iron.They only match heroes with swords, and the famous product Qing Tianyu washes away all the horses in Beijun.

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Cold, then dark.

It is not like the severe cold in winter, nor the bleak cold in late autumn. This is a cold that is still bearable after being warm.

Slowly, the darkness also became recognizable.Like splashing ink on rice paper, the ash is gradually evened out after thickening and lightening.

There is the sound of iron beating in my ears, sometimes sharp and sometimes dull.They spread out like a big net, falling from the sky.

Lian Ming was awakened by the sound. When he opened his eyes, it took him a while to adapt his vision to the night.In fact, it's not like you can't see your fingers. The night is like washing, and it's a clear sky.The moonlight will illuminate all around, like hoarfrost on the grass and trees.

The gurgling water flows in the mountains, so that it is not so lonely when it is quiet.

Lian Ming didn't get up immediately, he looked sideways, and Su Muyu opened his eyes at the same time.

The two looked at each other, but there was a rare calmness.

Su Muyu sat up, turned his fingers subconsciously, a green light flashed in the dark night, Lian Ming moved towards him.

"Boss Su, good stuff." Lian Ming kept silent about the situation in front of him and didn't ask, as if he was in a twitch and didn't focus on the point.He leaned against Su Muyu, his eyes still fixed on his finger, "Emperor green?"

Su Muyu smiled, and the smile was quite tasteless: "Who said Lian Shao is ignorant, next time I will be the first to kill him."

Imperial green, the best among emeralds.

Lian Ming didn't pay much attention, just as he was about to lower his head to see what happened, a strand of long hair fell from his shoulder.There was a pause, and then I reached out to touch it.Su Muyu watched his reaction playfully, Lian Ming brushed the long hair loose behind him to his chest, and was speechless for a moment.

He looked down, he was wearing a coarse linen jacket with the front turned out into a collar and a gown with narrow sleeves.Lian Ming squinted his eyes, then looked at Su Muyu through the night, and immediately felt relieved.

At this time, the Sumerians were comparable to the sun and the moon.Her hair is like black ink, her skin is like white glaze, her lips are tinged with vermilion, and in those peach-like eyes are broken stars.Su Muyu was also dressed in sackcloth, with his collarbone looming at the turned-out collar, and he just sat casually like a prince.

Lian Ming swallowed, and while Su Muyu was waiting for him to lose his demeanor and questioned loudly, Lian Ming just said to Su Muyu loudly: "Wonderful! Young master should only see paintings, and I only know them well. *"

Reciting poems under the moon, talking about love before flowers, at first glance, it is the work of cultural people.

Su Muyu's mind was a little stuck, and his gentle smile froze a bit ugly.

This is very different from the expected plot!Lian Ming is a normal person? !

Su Muyu stared at Lian Ming speechlessly. Even if this man changed his attire, his meticulous and unchanging elite temperament still prevailed.

Su Muyu couldn't figure it out, was this a fake or real?

However, without giving him any more time, just when Su Muyu was about to get up, a chilly long sword rested on his neck.

This time Lian Ming was startled, he followed the long sword and looked back, the first thing he caught his eyes was a handsome black horse, eyes as bright as wicks fixed on the two of them.

Then upwards, there was a cold light, and the iron armor was cold under the moonlight.And the man in iron armor wears a helmet.

Su Muyu smiled instead, he thought to himself that he would let me meet you, so that he would not have to go thousands of miles to find you.

Without moving the long sword, Su Muyu tilted his head to the other side with a smile.He stretched out his hand to gently pinch the blade, and pushed it out a little.Then, Su Muyu turned around: "Brother, swords don't have eyes."

The soldier on horseback was obviously taken aback. Looking at the back, it was a man. Why is this face more beautiful than a woman?The night is hazy, and he is more handsome and tough than a woman.

He quickly regained his composure, but instead of retracting his long sword, he took off his helmet.Her hair was tied up in a high bun, with a few strands of hair blocking her eyes.He looked upright, at most no more than the year of the elephant dance, and he carried a murderous aura honed from the battlefield.

Behind him is the sky full of stars, and Tie Yue is speechless.

In this way, Su Muyu recognized the young man's face clearly.

He thought, it's not easy, because he was soft-hearted towards good-looking people.

The young man was condescending, with slanted eyes.He hugged the helmet, hiding his embarrassment well.

The young man said coldly, "Who is it?"

Su Muyu asked back, "What year?"

Lian Ming is not afraid, it seems that when two people meet, they always love to be more courageous than the other.He squeezed Su Muyu's shoulder: "You brought me here, don't you know when? Boss Su."

Lian Ming didn't finish his sentence, but wanted to add one more thing, people do things?Afraid of touching Su Muyu's reverse scale, he swallowed it hard, enduring it so hard.

Su Muyu frowned and avoided Lianming, warning him not to do anything.

And he turned to the young man on horseback with another enthusiasm: "Little brother, brother-in-law has not been able to use his brain since he was a child, please forgive me."

Lian Ming choked on this breath in his chest, he couldn't let it out, and he couldn't let it go.

The young man is really easy to fool, after a few times of dawdling, he gradually let go of his pretense of iron and blood.He was also a little tired, maybe Ben was resting nearby, and when he heard the voices of the two, he approached slowly.

People who have been on the battlefield are all soldiers after all.

Su Muyu looked at him with a smile. The young man had never been watched by such a beautiful person before, and his face turned red immediately: "Yuanhe 12th year."

"What month?"

"Ji Chun."

Su Muyu raised his eyebrows, and looked at him with more pity.Lian Ming remained silent, not letting go of any of Su Muyu's expressions.

Su Muyu wanted to stand up again, but the boy panicked instead.

"Don't move!"

He hurriedly pressed the iron sword back, the edge of the sword was cold, Su Muyu immediately sat back.

Lian Ming subconsciously wanted to pull Su Muyu into his arms, and it took a lot of effort to turn his attention to the horse: "Brother, if you have something to say, speak up."

Lian Ming's eyes are like a falcon, and his picks are three points cold and seven points fierce.The boy was so frightened for a moment that he almost couldn't hold the sword.The chill came to shore from the bottom of his heart, and he asked tremblingly after a while, "Who is it? Where did you come from? Where are you going?"

Su Muyu laughed suddenly, and his crisp voice swayed in the silent mountain.For this immature and straightforward boy, I also sigh for his straightforward heart.

"Refugees, come from Wencheng Gate, to—" Su Muyu looked into the young man's eyes, "Go to Tangxi City."

The young man on horseback obviously had no experience in the world. When the words Tangxi City came out of Su Muyu's mouth, the young man's expression changed immediately.

There was a trace of trance in his eyes, but also with entanglement, pain and longing.He is clearly close to home and timid.

The young man turned his head, looked to the northeast, and murmured: "Why are you going to Tangxi? Since you are a refugee, you should go to a stable place. Now that Tangxi City is occupied by rebels, are you going to die?"

"No," Su Muyu shook his head, "Let's seek refuge with our relatives."

"Dear?"

"Well, wars are raging everywhere now, and people are displaced. It's very difficult to live without relatives. No matter whether it is dead or alive in the end, it is natural to be with relatives."

The boy's skeptical expression began to waver: "But I think you two don't look like people who are fleeing refugees."

Lian Ming laughed in his heart, this boy is too naive.If they were ordinary people, with their energetic and neat appearance, could they be refugees?Then the whole world will be at peace.

Su Muyu glanced at Lianming, and muttered, "It doesn't look like it."

Lian Ming was gaining wisdom in desperation, but Su Muyu picked up materials from the spot, grabbed a handful of wet mud, and smeared it on Lian Ming's face without saying a word.

Thunder rolls!

The fresh earthy smell seems to have the smell of some kind of animal dung.Lian Ming didn't have time to say no, he just felt a chill on his face!

Su Muyu smiled and mouthed for him: Hold on, be good.

Then he used the remaining mud to perfuse his face twice.

The young man was dumbfounded and doubted his life.

Su Muyu turned around and said, "Do you look like it now?"

juvenile:……

Lian Ming couldn't hold back: "Do you think he is mentally retarded?"

--shameless!

Su Muyu didn't care where his face was, he only knew that time was running out.He had to go to Tangxi City, and he had to stay by this boy's side for the next few days.

In the end, I don't know if the young man is too lazy to argue with them, or the moonlight is just right tonight, it is not an exaggeration to pick two idiots back.

After all, Su Muyu and Lian Ming followed the boy on the road.

The young man got off his horse and put away his long sword. He was wearing heavy iron armor, and he walked with an ear-piercing creaking sound.

Lian Ming followed him, lonely and boring along the way, he was not a talkative person, and wanted to find something to talk about.

"Little brother, dare to ask your surname?"

The boy lost his temper after being tortured by them, "An Rufeng."

"Where are you from?"

An Rufeng pursed his lips, and said after a while, "People from Tangxi."

Su Muyu interrupted the topic with a smile: "Then our destination is the same!"

An Rufeng turned his head and said nothing, he looked around, then tied the horse.

"Rest here tonight."

He didn't mind even singing, and sat down on the floor.Su Muyu raised his eyebrows, this man has no airs of a young master at all.

He turned his head and said, "Is there anyone who makes fire?"

An Rufeng hurriedly said: "No fire!"

Lian Ming squinted his eyes: "In this wilderness, if there is no fire, what will the beast do?"

An Rufeng thought for a moment, and finally twisted his neck and said: "When the beast comes, I will protect you, anyway... Anyway, you can't make a fire!"

Lian Ming still wanted to ask, but Su Muyu shook his head at him.

The three fell into silence. After a while, An Rufeng said softly: "As long as there is no fire, I can take you to Tangxi City tomorrow and help you find your relatives."

Su Muyu was used to being casual. He lay on his back on the ground with his hands resting on the back of his head: "What about you, are you going home to see your parents?"

An Rufeng turned his back to them, holding the long sword like an unsheathed sword.He kept looking in the northeast direction, and the surroundings were quiet, and there was a faint sound of iron knocking.

There is a place in that direction, which is always brighter than the surrounding area.

An Rufeng stopped talking and sat like a stone statue.The helmet is beside him, and the iron armor is worn on the body.

This is clearly a soldier's attire.

For a long time, An Rufeng thought that Su Muyu and Lian Ming had fallen asleep.

He said: "I, I have no parents for a long time."

An Rufeng stood up and walked to the horse under another tree.He put down his sword, hugged the horse's neck, and buried his face deep into the black horse's shiny mane.

After a while, An Rufeng seemed to calm down and lay down beside the black horse.

In fact, Su Muyu didn't fall asleep, how could he fall asleep.He turned around and lay face to face with Lian Ming who was pretending to sleep.Su Muyu pushed him: "Stop pretending, Young Master Lian, let's chat for a while?"

Lian Ming opened his eyes, and Su Muyu's heart skipped a few beats when his eyebrows changed for a moment.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity welled up in my heart.

Lian Ming smiled: "What does Boss Su want to talk about? Fifty cents or ten yuan?"

Su Muyu's last distraction was gone, he squinted and said, "Ten yuan."

"So advanced?" Lian Ming said, "Then let's talk about something interesting."

"What's interesting?"

"How can Boss Su be sure that An Rufeng will bring the two of us?"

Su Muyu was startled, and he turned his back to the night sky. There was no difference between the full moon at this time and the moon a thousand years later.

Su Muyu said, "Look at your eyes."

A person's eyes, whether they are transparent or cloudy, shrewd or sincere, cunning or naive.

Really easy to tell.

Human eyes can speak.

But in fact, none of these are necessary. When Su Muyu turned his head and An Rufeng blushed, Su Muyu knew how simple this young man should be.

Lian Ming said: "Then, did Boss Su see anything from my eyes?"

Su Muyu didn't twitch, and looked at him openly.In the end, the coffin concluded and said: "I saw it, I saw it. Four big characters, just see the color."

Lian Ming was teased by his naked teasing, and he got it right when he saw it.

Su Muyu was inexplicably laughed at by him. I'm afraid he is not a fool?Lian Ming said he wanted to talk about something interesting, but he smiled and kept silent.

Su Muyu couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Young Master Lian, are you really not curious?"

"Curious what?"

The continuous humming line is very low, deep and magnetic.The smile that has not been suppressed is like a magnet, able to draw all the attention around him to him.

Su Muyu said: "Aren't you curious about everything in front of you, the era, characters, scenes, and changes?"

Lian Ming didn't care: "If it comes, it will be safe."

"It's not that, it's just—"

This is simply across time and space!

Don't you have the slightest curiosity, the slightest surprise, the slightest fear? !

Lian Ming didn't wait for Su Muyu to finish, and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

"Shh - don't wake An Rufeng up."

And his eyes were full of emotions that couldn't be resolved.

"Boss Su, isn't this just a dream?"

The author has something to say:

①At the beginning of this chapter, I introduce the paragraphs in the Yuanhe period of the Tang Dynasty. Sweetheart can read it carefully. This is a big era background in the following article.If you want to have a deeper understanding, I recommend reading "Twilight in the Late Tang Dynasty" in "Zi Zhi Tong Jian". You can find the second decade in the catalog, which talks about what happened from 810 to 819.For those who don't like to read the classical Chinese version, I recommend reading Bo Yang's simplified Chinese version.

You can also read "The Benji of Emperor Xianzong of Tang Dynasty". In fact, this history will be much more accurate, so it is better to read this history directly.

②After the Anshi Rebellion, the Tang Dynasty generally showed a downward trend, and Xianzong Li Chun was called the last "prosperous emperor" of the Tang Dynasty.Old historians praised it as "Yuanhe Zhongxing" for its revival of the imperial court.

The first story in this article was born in the background of Emperor Xianzong's suppression of the separatist forces in Panzhen.

The main interception year is Yuanhe 12th year, 817.

③Second Master Su Lian was resting on the set, watching the script.

Su: An Rufeng is really easy to deceive.

Lian: Yes, yes.

Chief Orangutan Director: Is it reasonable for you to bully young people? !