Wolf Dysprosium

He Lansone drove the horse closer, and Jin Yan's horse became uneasy when it noticed the strange horse.As soon as the horse moved, Jin Yan immediately looked around in horror: "What's wrong?"

Hun Da'er: "Dayu people can't ride Beirong's horses, so come down."

He Lansone remained silent, looking up and down at Jin Yan and his horse, with a dark smile on his lips.Jin Yan grabbed the reins, and the horse finally took two steps forward.

"Have I learned this?"

Hun Da'er: "It's not far away."

Jin Yan asked again: "Can you teach me again?"

He was so sincere that Hun Da'er was very happy: "Okay, I will teach you until you learn how to hunt rabbits."

The dark smile on He Lansone's face disappeared, he gritted his teeth, and said calmly, "You are not the best rider in Yetai, are you, Hun Daer?"

This time, Hun Da'er didn't refute or deny, but just stared at He Lansone.

"If you want to learn how to ride a horse, why don't you ask the best rider in Yetai to teach you." He Lansone looked at Jin Yan, "Three-legged cats can't teach good apprentices."

Jin Yan finally waited until he took the initiative to talk to him. He Lansone didn't seem to care about the unpleasant scene yesterday.Jin Yan pretended to be puzzled: "Who is the best rider in Yetai?"

He Lansone didn't answer, but raised his head slightly, and gently swung the whip in his hand on the side of the horse's neck.His appearance is a mixture of the roughness of the Gaoxin people and the delicate beauty of the Dayu people. His hair color is dark brown and almost black, and the sunlight highlights a few strands of golden hair, which are entwined in his eyes.

Jin Yan looked into his eyes, and he also looked into Jin Yan's eyes.The hint of green hidden in his eyes was illuminated by the snow and sky. He is a child who is looking forward to the answer.

"I'd better learn from Hun Da'er." Jin Yan was serious, "Hunda'er taught very well."

He Lansone whipped the whip, and the horse roared and neighed, breaking through the silence of the snow and galloping far away.

He ran around Chiwangyuan, brought back a bunch of rabbits, and threw them to Ruan Buqi.Ruan Buqi untied the rope buckles one by one to let the rabbits go, and He Lansone sat beside her, momentarily annoyed and momentarily dazed, watching Qingdaer teach Jin Yan how to dismount and ride.

Jin Yan asked a lot about He Lansone from Hun Da'er.

Because there was no horse at home, when He Lansone learned to ride a horse, he borrowed General Tiger's mount.

He was talented and intelligent, and was recommended by General Tiger to participate in the competition. He had been the best rider in the Long Race Competition for three consecutive years, and because of this, he was awarded the Golden Harvest Arrow by Beirong Tianjun.

It's just that the Golden Harvest Arrow stayed in the hands of He Lansone for less than a bowl of Camellia oleifera before it was resold and exchanged for money.

Ignoring Hun'er's emphasis on "but I'm better than him", Jin Yan couldn't help but look back at He Lansone.

He Lansone was staring at Jin Yan from a distance.

"When a novice rides a horse for the first time, it is impossible to put his foot into the stirrup accurately." He explained to Ruan Buqi, "Because of nervousness, the first-time rider will always clamp the horse's belly vigorously, and the horse is prone to pain. Startled. If it's a novice, the horse will react."

Ruan Buqi didn't listen at all, and was trying to untie the last rabbit's knot.

He Lansone: "Mang Yunqi is the most elite cavalry of Dayu. How could General Zhongzhao's son not know how to ride....Okay, don't let this one go, you don't want to eat roasted rabbits?"

Ruan Buqi was finally overwhelmed by appetite and let go.

When Jin Yan said goodbye to Hun Da'er and returned to him, He Lansone almost fainted the little rabbit.

Ruan Buqi put the snow rabbit in a hat and held it up for Jin Yan.

He Lansone stood up and said, "I want to eat roasted rabbit."

Jin Yan: "Pu Xia offering?"

He Lansone recalled for a moment: "...um."

Hun Da'er heard it from a distance, and jumped up angrily: "That's what he wants to give to me!"

Jin Yan: "Okay."

He Lansone picked up the little rabbit from the hat, and the gloom in his heart disappeared.He remembered Helan Jinying's suggestion, and asked Jin Yan again: "Can you teach me Chinese?"

Jin Yan immediately replied: "Yes."

Both of them saw a trace of joy of reconciliation in each other's eyes, and the precarious friendship was finally stabilized.

He Lansone was carrying the rabbit, Jin Yan was leading Ruan Buqi, and the three of them walked towards the camp.Jin Yan asked him: "The best rider in Yetai, does he know how to kill rabbits?"

He Lansone: "Of course."

Jin Yan smiled quickly.Because of this smile, his usually indifferent face became vivid and bright, and his already beautiful and romantic eyebrows suddenly glowed.

Many years later, when He Lansone recalled his life with Jin Yan, he would always think of this smile in the blue sky.It was from this smile that he gradually understood how to distinguish the real and fake expressions on Jin Yan's face.

It is the promise Jin Yan gave him, and it is the first moment of a long road.

Helan Jinying packed her luggage in the tent.Zhuo Zhuo saw that He Lansone brought back a rabbit, and immediately raised his hand to ask for it.

"I'm going to Pingzhou with General Hu in a few days." He Lan Jinying looked him up: "I'm in a good mood? What happened?"

He Lansone gave the rabbit to Zhuo Zhuo: "It's nothing."

Zhuo Zhuo: "Has brother Jin Yan learned how to ride a horse?"

He Lansone couldn't help but smiled and shook his head.

Helan Jinying asked again: "Why do you always cling to that slave?"

"He lent me a fox..."

"I know, fox fur, fox fur!" Helan Jinying jumped over to rub his hair, "I will give you a hundred pieces of fox fur, would you like to watch me ride a horse every day?"

He Lansone was left speechless by the question, Zhuo Zhuo had already rushed out to play with the rabbit in his arms.

"It's the first time you've seen a big Yu kid who's your age, right? Just like that rabbit, it's just fun to play with." Helan Jinying laughed, "You're just looking at him new."

Zhuo Zhuo let the rabbit go, but he still didn't eat the Paxia Kou.

Helan Jinying and General Hu discussed matters in the tent every day, and all the generals of the Yetai tribe got into the hot tent. Occasionally, snow drifted over the camp, and the dull and tense atmosphere was like the north wind, pervasive.

Cow dung was burning in He Lansone's tent, Ruan Buqi combed Zhuo Zhuo's hair, and Jin Yan was teaching He Lansone to write.

He started horizontally and vertically, and was very patient: "When finishing the pen, go back a little, pause and tick..."

He thought he couldn't speak clearly, so he grabbed He Lansone's right hand from behind.He Lansone wrote a barely correct regular script.

"Very good!" Jin Yan praised, "It's so well written!"

He Lansone was dubious, cast a glance at him, gently let go of his hand, and copied by himself.Jin Yan retracted his hands into his sleeves and smiled secretly: he remembered Bai Ni's comments on He Lansone.

When no one was paying attention, Jin Yan's eyes fell on the sword on the column head.

This is Helan Jinying's prepared sword, it is not heavy, Jin Ye secretly weighed it, it is very suitable.

His right hand slowly opened in the clothes, and then slowly closed.

Of course, the son of General Zhongzhao cannot know how to ride a horse.

Because of his frail body since he was a child, his parents and elder sister tried their best to teach him the martial arts of riding and archery, not for fighting or fighting, but for strengthening his body.He knew how to ride a horse, and he also knew how to hold a sword to fend off enemies.

He has been in Beirong for nearly two months, and everything is ready to escape, just waiting for the right time.

Jin Yan lowered his eyes and saw He Lansone looking up at him.

"Is this Liang Jing's Liang?" He Lansone asked, pointing to the sentence on the paper, "Whispering swallows talk to Liang Jian, what's going on in the dream?"

These words evoked Jin Yan's long-suppressed nostalgia.He carefully caressed the word "Liang" written by He Lansone, and said in a low voice, "Yes, Liang Jing's Liang."

The momentary excitement already made his fingers tremble slightly, and the color of water overflowed from his pitch-black eyes.The thin tears covered the pupils, trembling with Jin Yan's eyelashes.But in the next moment, Jin Yan closed his eyes and hastily swallowed all his emotions into his soul.

"I have never been to Liang Jing." He Lansone said, "What is it like?"

In this land stretching thousands of miles, the longest and most vast river is the Liexing River.

The Liexing River has a total length of more than [-] li. It flows through countless mountains from west to east. When it flows through the middle section, it diverges into a tributary in Yanghe City, which is called Shenshui.

Shenshui flows from northwest to southeast through Liangjing, the most prosperous city in Dayu.

Because it was built next to the sinking water, the whole city of Liangjing looks like a huge spindle, with narrow and long ends and a wide center, with streets and alleys arranged in divisions.

It has a mild climate, four distinct seasons, the city is full of flowers, and the sound of water enters the house.Near Qingsuli, where the Jin Mansion is located, there is a submerged branch stream, Yanzixi.

Numerous begonias are planted on both sides of the Swallow Creek. The spring breeze is soft and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing. There are swallow nests under the eaves of every house by the stream.The sparrows return in spring and migrate in autumn, which is very lively.During the Buddhist Festival, there are often colorful boats on the stream, and the "water puppets" and "water swings" are dazzled by various skills. People walking by the stream watch and praise, and throw money, pearls and jade into the boat like rain.

Swallow Creek has been flowing into the imperial city.

The imperial city is deeply hidden in the inner city of Liangjing, and the inner city and the outer city are connected by eight giant gates.Jin Yan is most familiar with Zhuquemen and Jianghumen.

Near Jianghumen is Liang Jing's famous Panlou, where you can chat and listen to music, which is the best place.The alleys and lanes around Panlou are intertwined, and there are many shops in the market. Ladies often go out to drink tea at night.The night market, which sells all kinds of food, stopped at midnight and reopened at the fifth hour, which was extremely lively.Jin Yan's sister and brother-in-law often secretly take him to the Maer Street night market at night. In summer, he eats Lengtao, cold water lychee cream, and snow-soaked bean water. Jug silver bottle of plum wine.

Jin Yan was engrossed in speaking, Ruan Buqi held Zhuo Zhuo and leaned closer to listen.

He Lansone stared blankly at Jin Yuan.Ever since this great prince entered Beirong, he had never seen such an innocent, happy and rich expression on Jin Ye's face.

The young man in front of him was no longer a proton who had to stand up on the snowy field with a red and sick face, He Lansone couldn't help laughing along with what he said.He had never seen what Jin Yan said, and he had never even thought about it. At this moment, he suddenly had a strong longing for the distant Liang Jing.

Jin Yan caught a glimpse of He Lansone's expression, suddenly felt a little shy, and quickly returned to his standing posture: "Have you learned these two lines of poetry?"

But He Lansone asked, "Where is Jianghumen?"

Jin Yan: "Southeast of the inner city."

He Lansone: "Can you draw it? How did Yanzixi pass through Qingsuli? Where is Pan Tower?"

Jin Yan: "Didn't I want to draw you a map of Liang Jing?"

He Lansone remembered Helan Jinying's words, without any hesitation: "Okay."

The smile on Jin Yan's face gradually faded, and there were many complicated emotions rolling in his eyes. After hesitating for a long time, he smiled and said: "You practice calligraphy well, and I will draw."

That night, Ruan Buqi woke up late at night and found that Jin Yan was drawing on a piece of paper with a small oil lamp on.The thick ink was stored in the small bowl Zhuo Zhuo used to drink camellia oleifera. He knelt on the ground and put the small bowl and the frozen pen tip on the lamp to bake it from time to time.

The paper is quite long, and a spindle-shaped city has begun to take shape, and Jin Yan is sketching the city wall between the inner city and the outer city.At the upper part of the spindle center, there is a square blank space, which he has not started yet.

"This is the inner city... This is the imperial palace..." Jin Yan pointed to the blank space and whispered, and suddenly smiled very lightly, "That's why I was saved."

Speaking of this, he suddenly became emotional and had to hold his right hand tightly to calm himself down.The nib of the pen has already left a small trembling mark on the snow-white rice paper.

The next day, Jin Yan handed Liang Jing's street map to He Lansone.

He Lansone didn't expect him to paint so fast, and Jin Yan explained that it was an apology for not allowing He Lansone to receive the Paxia offering.

"I'll catch another rabbit." He Lansone said.

A few days ago, Orion, who went deep into the original forest, alarmed the sleeping black bear. The whole group was killed or injured. Yetai formed a bear hunting team and planned to deal with the black blind man today.He Lansone, Qing Da'er and others are also in the team.

"It might snow." He Lansone said to Jin Yan and Ruan Buqi, "If the snow is too heavy, you can come and accompany Zhuo Zhuo."

Jin Yan knew that he was afraid that the two of them would get sick from the cold while staying in the slave tent, so he nodded in agreement.

He Lansone put the map on the table, turned around and changed clothes and shoes.As soon as Helan Jinying walked into the tent, he was immediately attracted by the map.He glanced at it hastily, and his eyes suddenly darkened: "The action is really fast, so the painting is finished?"

Jin Yan not only carefully outlined the locations of all the city gates and streets in Liang Jing on the map, but also the several palace gates and several halls of the imperial palace.

While pondering, He Lansone suddenly took the paper away.

"Let me learn Chinese with Jin Yan to understand Liang Jing's situation," he asked in a low voice, "is this map what you really want?"

Helan Jinying stretched out his hand towards him and looked at him without saying a word.

"He is from Da Yu, and he wants to go back." He Lansong said, "If Emperor Da Yu knows that he gave us the map of Liang Jing, he will die."

"Whether he lives or dies, what does it matter to us?" Helan Jinying couldn't take the map away, and frowned, "He drew it, but he is as stupid as a pig and has no vigilance. Such a person is not the same as Where is there any similarity between Jin Mingzhao? If you don't say that he is Jin Mingzhao's son, who would take a second look at a frail scholar like him."

"I know you admire Jin Mingzhao." He Lansone asked, "But why don't you like Jin Ye?"

"I don't have fox fur, nor dried pears."

He Lansone: "..."

"Since he is Jin Mingzhao's son, he should have Jin Mingzhao's character and control his own life and death." He Lan Jinying stepped in front of He Lansone and looked down into his stubborn eyes, "If you don't give me the map , he will really die."

The author has something to say:

The word "night market" is not a modern word. "Night market" did appear in the Song Dynasty, selling food, antiques, and daily necessities.

And it is not uncommon for ladies to have tea and go out at night.

It's interesting to check the information~

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Today, I invite everyone to eat Jin Yan’s three summer treasures: Lengtao (jelly), lychee paste and snow-soaked bean water (iced mung bean soup)!