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The night is like ink, and it is splashed on the world, and everything is gray and black.Shen Si rode his horse and rushed into the mist without looking back, and soon disappeared.

After another journey, the road was broken, and the mountain rose abruptly, covered with jagged and strange rocks, and the mountain wind swept through the cracks of the rocks, whistling and mourning.King Jin suddenly had an inexplicable panic in his heart, thinking that he would just disappear like this... He and his horse are coming and going like the wind, I'm afraid they won't be able to catch up...

King Jin tried to call out: "Nian Qing?"

Before Shensi could speak, his horse took the lead in snorting twice, as a response to King Jin Qiantui's question.

According to the prestige, Shensi's horse is leisurely grazing on the half-hillside, while Shensi himself is standing on the top of the slope facing the wind, condescendingly laughing at King Jin: "It seems that the prince should condescend and greet you personally. The wind of war has entered your Jinyuan."

His hair was messed up, the sleeves of his robe were bulging, and the hem of his clothes was rattling, his face slowly turned to the other side, he was looking at something, his eyes were focused and yearning.

King Jin got off his horse, waved away the guards who were about to come forward to help him, and walked towards Shen Si with a deep kick and a shallow kick.When he finally stood on the top of the slope and looked into the distance side by side with Shen Si, his mood suddenly became brighter.The bright moon rises from the empty mountain, and among the vast sea of ​​clouds, the phosphorescent light is scattered like silver foil. The end of the lake is connected with the low-hanging clouds, and it is hard to tell where is the autumn water and where is the long sky...

Feeling overwhelmed, the guard bowed and said in a low voice: "My lord, please be more careful. There are always wars and chaos here, the population is sparsely populated, and there are occasional Tatar bandits. It's better to return to the camp as soon as possible."

Shen Si glanced at it casually, and said with a hint of disdain in his tone: "The territory is the territory of my Great Zhou, and the prince is the prince of my Great Zhou. How can there be any reason to be afraid of thieves while sitting on your own bed? Now that you are so afraid, why not Just handing over this great river and mountain to others will save you a lot of worries!"

The guard was also responsible, but he was robbed of his confession, and he was inevitably unhappy. He wanted to distinguish a few words, but he didn't dare to say anything in front of King Jin, so he had to swallow his anger and retreat to the side.

The king of Jin knew that Shen Si was arrogant and careless, so he didn't care about it like him. Instead, he patiently explained: "The Tatar people live on nomads. They are strong and strong. No matter men, women, old or young, they are good at riding and shooting. When they encounter birds and beasts on the road, they will kill them." They can be hunted and eaten, and they are all natural cavalrymen. In this one alone, my Han men are absolutely inferior. Therefore, in recent years, the Tatars have often gained the upper hand in wars with the Great Zhou..."

Hearing King Jin's words, he pondered and smiled bluntly: "Why do the Tatars always have the upper hand? It's because they have lived on the grasslands with ever-changing winds and clouds for generations. Once they encounter natural disasters and plagues, their livelihoods will be difficult to maintain. They can only come to our Dazhou territory Looting money, food and horses. Furthermore, Tatars are not as strict as our heavenly state, and the succession of the throne does not follow the rules of father's death, son, stepbrother, and brother, but the capable ones live there, and tribes often compete for pastures. There are constant disputes among soldiers, livestock, and slaves, so all the soldiers have experienced many battles and are extremely brave."

"Oh?" King Jin asked knowingly, "Is Yi Nianqing blaming me, the people of Da Zhou, for living too comfortably?"

Shen Si slowly shook his head and sighed: "The comfortable life of the people is the foundation of the prosperity of our country. However, the princes, dignitaries and court officials live too comfortably. Isn't it empty to raise a group of food bags that eat the king's fortune? The country Fate, born in sorrow, died in peace. Not to mention, the Zuojun Governor's Mansion is full of so many fat-headed guys who talk about soldiers on paper? Some of them have not only never been on the battlefield, but even need help when they mount a horse. Zuodu Gu Mingzhang is even more respectful. Relying on a little bit of beauty, he was praised by today as a "pearl and beautiful jade", and he has made great progress all the way. Such people control our military affairs in the Great Zhou Dynasty, how can they not be bullied by the Tatars and have no power to fight back?"

Although there was some truth in these words, it still made Jin Wang a little bit embarrassed.When it comes to being pampered, enjoying ease and pleasure, no one in the Great Zhou Dynasty can match him now.

Although Jin Wang is over thirty years old, he is still well maintained, and his appearance and figure are not inferior to that of a handsome young man.In terms of daily life, he is even more meticulous and exquisite. He wears Huzhou silk that is the world's best, wears the fragrant Huizhou ink, drinks the world-famous Wuyi tea, and eats the flavor of the Six Dynasties. Jinling Duck... There is no good thing in the world that Jin Wang Qiansui has never enjoyed.

Thinking that he was labeled as a "wine bag and rice bag" by that black boy in a daze, King Jin couldn't help but look down at himself, and then laughed loudly. It must be woven with gold thread, edged with jade buttons, the best product in the wine bag, the essence in the rice bag...

Different from King Jin's self-satisfaction, this situation made Shen Si suddenly feel a little melancholy.Life has been in a hurry for dozens of years, high and low will eventually die, is it true that you really want to be trapped in the palace of the king and do what you want to be "the son of the king of Jin"?What he wants is the drums on the top of the city, the iron horses and the golden saddles, not the singing in the jade towers and the warmth of the red silk tents.It's a pity that now the sand is like snow, the moon is like frost, and the road to the east of the hometown is vast...

Just as the two were facing each other speechlessly, there was a sudden rustling sound from a place covered by wild grass a few steps away.The guards immediately drew out their swords and protected Jin Wang Tuantuan in the middle. Several other people opened their moves and poked deep into the grass on guard. They peeled back the bushes up to their waists and inspected carefully. A small two red foxes.

The pair of foxes should be a mother and a child. The older one had been dead for a long time, his limbs were already stiff, and a large amount of dried blood could be faintly seen under his body.The little one seemed to have been born not long ago, only a little bigger than the man's palm, with a snow-white belly, bright eyes, and long hair all over his body as red as fire.Seeing someone appearing, it trembled in fright, and kept shrinking towards its mother, but unfortunately, the mother always ignored it, so it was forced to do nothing, and finally turned its belly up with its four claws, resorting to a trick of "deception" In order to save lives.

After confirming that there were no other beasts except the little fox, the guards relaxed a little and withdrew from the grass.Shen Si stood on the spot and stared at it for a while, then retreated to King Jin along with everyone.

Seeing that it was getting late, a group of people got on their horses and returned by the same way.After walking for a while, King Jin glanced back, and was surprised that Shensi had disappeared again. He asked around, and they all said that he hadn't noticed it.King Jin just didn't know how to do good kung fu, Shen Si rode up from behind again, seeing that there was nothing wrong with his expression as usual, King Jin didn't ask any more questions.

Arriving at the camp, the attendants have already cooked exquisite meals.This time, in order not to starve Shen Si, the people below deliberately prepared enough weight for three people.

King Jin invited Shen Si to eat at the same table as him, and Shen Si did not refuse. Once the host and guest were seated, they ate and drank in silence.Different from Shen Si's turbulent eating appearance, Jin Wang has always been elegant and unhurried.While eating, he inadvertently raised his head and glanced at Shen Si, and he didn't know whether it was dazzled or an illusion, but he saw the front of Shen Si's robe squirm slightly.After a while, he inadvertently looked over again, and was even more surprised that a small group of fiery red fluff was revealed from the gap in the loose skirt of the pensive!Could it be that... there is a little fox stuffed there?

King Jin pursed the corners of his mouth, and swallowed the question along with the food in the bowl.On the way back from Weidao, this kid disappeared for no reason, so he sneaked back to pick up foxes when no one was prepared.I think it's because I'm afraid that people will make fun of others for being tall and big-hearted but looking like a girl, so I don't have the nerve to say it.Since he didn't intend to say it, it's better to pretend that he doesn't know.It's just that in anticipation that there will be a fox's fury in his palace in the future, Jin Wang will inevitably have a headache, alas, I don't know how much high-quality spices will be spent to cover it...

After the meal was finished, the servant served the master to rinse his mouth with a water bowl, and served two cups of hot tea.

Seeing King Jin sitting there sipping tea in a gentle manner, Shen Si deduced that he was too full to digest and ran away.He took a few steps to catch up with the servant in charge of cleaning up the dishes, whispered a few words, then took the tray with leftovers from the other party, and walked towards the secluded woods beside the road.

Although the night was dark, there were a few bonfires burning in the open space in the distance, and the yellow and orange flames danced in the wind, reflecting the surroundings with warmth.

Sitting on the ground in the weeds behind the tree, Shen Si took the little fox out of his arms, placed it carefully on the opposite side, and placed the tray with leftovers in it.He picked out a plate of steamed chicken and pushed it in front of the little fox, and made another "please" gesture.The little fox was still in fear, shrinking into a ball of hair and not daring to move.Shen Si was not in a hurry, he took half a jug of wine and drank it slowly.

After a while, the little fox poked his head out a little more courageously, and inhaled lightly at the scent twice.Maybe it's because it's too young, not as startled as an adult fox, and couldn't resist the temptation of the chicken, so it simply moved forward with its small paws, and then moved again, seeing that there was no danger at the end of meditation, it Seemingly letting go of his guard completely, he quickly rushed to the side of the plate, lying down there and munching.

Shen Si took a sip of wine, and asked in a low voice, half jokingly: "I am Shen Si, whose name is Nianqing, and who is a five-year-old in the family. I don't know what to call my virtuous brother?"

The little fox just licked his tongue in a "click" and ignored it at all.

Shen Si smirked for a while, and said solemnly: "Since my virtuous brother doesn't want to disclose it, I will make my own decision... Seeing that your fur is red and white, smooth and translucent like flowing clouds, can I call you Liuli?"

The little fox didn't understand what he meant, but just tapped his big tail out of curiosity, and gave him a weak "ah woo".

"You're welcome," Shen Si continued the conversation with the fox, "Brother Liuli is a local?"

After eating up a plate of chicken, the little fox stared at Shensi with dark eyes.

Shen Si poured a few drops of the wine from the jug onto the plate, and pushed it to the little fox: "I'm going to pass by here and go to Jinyuan. Since my brother is alone, you and I will go on the road together, so that we can take care of each other. "

The little fox ignorantly fiddled with the plate twice, stuck out his tongue to fill up the wine in it, and then sat across from him, blinking his eyes and looking at Shensi.After a while, its eyes blinked more and more slowly, its body swayed back and forth as if its muscles and bones had been pulled out, and suddenly fell to the ground with a "plop", and died of self-sleep.

Shen Si was taken aback for a moment, and then criticized ironically: "My dear brother... how can a man's wine taste be so poor!"

Hearing this, King Jin, who was eavesdropping behind a tree in the distance, couldn't hold back, and let out a "puchi"...