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Don't hold it so tightly, you won't be able to escape.

The wedding day is approaching, and everyone is too busy to touch the ground.Zhou Tan was free, no one asked him for money, no one found him a job, a group of people swept past him like the wind, as if they were still talking about something he knew nothing about.

"And..." Zhou Tan pinched his fingers: "Half a month, it's too early to be busy."

"No..." Helian Yu said righteously, and ran away: "There are too few opportunities to eat, drink, and have fun."

She carried a huge pot on her shoulders, and she ran like she was carrying a black turtle shell. Zhou Tan had nothing to say for a while, and just watched her run farther and farther while shaking the pot shell.

During the day, he had nothing to do except eating, drinking and playing. He was so lazy that his bones were about to turn into water. There were a herd of horses in the vast sea scattered in the grassland of Hulitai.

He galloped back against the wind, and the herd of horses huddled at the water source still lay together, without moving their nests at all.

-

When the banquet started, the moon was already in the sky, and the crowd took advantage of the moonlight to light a bonfire.The night in Hulitai was gloomy, but today there was no fog or dust, and the whole place was bright.Longevity wood set up a banner, and a clearing was swept out underneath.

Zhou Tan didn't realize what a novelty the bright red flame was. When he got close to dismounting from his horse, he realized that it was a group of faint candlelight.Fire snakes meandered from east to west, north to south, and finally exploded in groups in the middle of the grassland.

Not many candles in stock up north, used too many tonight.He looked at the scene clearly by the light of the fire. There was a candle on each person's head in the pasture, and it was held up by a candle holder cast in gold, and it was inlaid on the hair ornament on the top of the head.

The vermilion candle was almost half the height of a person, burning a fist-sized flame.The scene was tossed by them so that it didn't look like a celebration or a sideshow. Sesduo fluttered his arms and stabilized his body with strides.Candle tears slide down the candle body and condense into balls at the corners,

It's like playing a monkey.

"This..." Zhou Tan hesitated to speak, "Won't it burn your brain?"

Half of the older children were sitting at his feet, and when he heard the sound, he moved his body, very enthusiastically: "Sit down, my lord."

The child was leaning against a mass of fluffy lambs, and in his arms was a gray and white young mule-like pony with a familiar color.

"Oh..." He realized that Zhou Tan was looking at the pony, showing his stuttering gums, and said, "When it grows up, it's no taller than a Hanhai horse, but if you run for your life, it's just as fast .”

Zhou Tan realized who this was, and asked, "Why don't you go to the Boma?"

The Nanjun wedding was the first to pay respects to the ancestors and elders, but the two on top of the head disappeared in the morning, probably because they went to the city to play in the streets by themselves.

The New Year’s Lantern Festival has continued from the end of the year until now, and in a few days it will be the Boma meeting for all to see. When the [-] films are not busy, they are as good as glue. At this time, in order to compete for a few cents bonus, you can talk about it Pulled to the blood flow.

"Father, from the Huoshan tribe, mother, from Shenshanqi..." The child rested his chin on his hands: "This month, we will share the pot, eat and sleep in separate rooms, and there are orphans everywhere."

Zhou Tan understood and stopped asking him.The flimsy lamb walked tremblingly, pushing against his knees, rubbing and rubbing slightly, like a cloud falling on the instep.

"Baa." Zhou Tan greeted it familiarly.

At the end of the new year, he received a letter. The princess changed her title to princess, jumped another step, and her reputation went up to a higher level. She has obviously made a choice. The forces in Beijing have shuffled the cards over and over again. The silent king has become the heir apparent that everyone aspires to. Although the title has not been loosened, he is almost certain that Ji Qing will not have much time left to live.

Zhou Tan didn't feel that Panasonic had any burden, but only thought it was absurd and funny. Ten years of wars, quarrels, intrigues, and bloody storms were just an unspeakable look on the Yuchuan River at the beginning, written into a story in a storybook, Nothing interesting.

Pointing to the script in the child's arms, Zhou Tan said: "Don't read the Jianghu stories in Nanjun, another day..."

"Do not."

Once the cover was removed, there was nothing about the rivers and lakes in the past. On the cover, the horse's head was flying high and its hooves were flying. It was the legendary "Eight Ways of Horse Training".

Zhou Tan was at a loss for words for a while, before he could say anything, he heard the sound of drums under the cliff. Lu Chengzhi was stepping on his shoes, with a string of beads made of cast iron hanging on his ankles. A reflected golden light.

The noble daughter of Nanjun can dance a little bit, even though she is unfamiliar with it, it is enough to support the scene.

She was holding the hem of the skirt with one hand, and when she heard the drumbeat, she stepped on the ground alternately with her left and right feet, with her waist backward, and turned lower and lower according to the drumbeat.

Most of the snow has melted, leaving only a shallow layer, splashed on the border.On the spur of the moment, Sai Siduo put the two copper hammers that never left his body in one corner, and stepped on them to sneak into the field.

Today, no one is wrestling and slashing in the middle of the court, and they are all dressed in tacit understanding. Those who can dance and those who can't dance will end up, and the drums are beating louder and louder at the corners.They lined up in an untidy line, twisting and turning around in circles.

Although few people can really jump, most of them stretch out their hands and kick their legs stiffly. Finally, a group of people draws into an oval circle and spins around like a rattle.The circle's tail twirls over, and it's an unexpected person.

He Lianyun stretched out his hand far away at him, and there were drums under his boots.He turned around like a gust of wind, more conspicuous than Lu Chengzhi's skirt.

"It's an eye-opener..." Zhou Tan said, his voice was so low that only the two of them could hear, with a slight breath: "You know a lot."

"Drink?" He Lianyun said.

Zhou Tan took out the empty jug behind his waist, and narrowed his thin eyelids: "It's rare."

The noise outside the window lasted until the second half of the game. As soon as the two people who went to the city to play in the street got off their horses in the dark, they saw the whole field lying down and standing crookedly.

"Good Night Festival..." Sai Siduo shook half of the leather jug, keeping his feet off the ground. When he turned around and saw the person, he glanced from top to bottom first, with a hippie smile on his face: "Yo, it's a pair."

Yan Chenzhi opened his palm to press her face, and smoothly turned her back into the arena like a spinning top.He casually picked up a copper cup and rushed to the stage to raise his glass as a gesture.

Everyone stood up and raised their glasses, the hot wine was splashed into the snow, and even smoke was splashed.

He opened his coat, stepped on his boots loosely and jumped into the circle, the loose circle turned again, and the lively sound was set off again.

The wind in the tent stopped a little, but the surging undercurrent was still rolling.The skin and flesh are tightly attached without any gaps, the breath grinds together, and the head feels dizzy.

The hanging curtains blocked the noise outside, Zhou Tan was still holding the cup holder of the Hebei wine, his eyes flushed red from the alcohol.

Or maybe it wasn't alcohol.

After all, the wine is not intoxicating and everyone is intoxicated, and the lips and eyes are soaked with water. Zhou Tan hazily called someone, lightened his mouth, and the small cup carved with gold and jade was taken back again. Fill up with wine.

The wine in Youzhou burned like a fire all the way, mixed with an aura of intimacy, covering it all.

He Lianyun put down the cup and caught the person again. The folding fan that was supposed to cover Zhou Tan's face was of no use at all.

"But fan..." Zhou Tan said, "No need, I don't have time to listen to sour poems."

With a dizzying energy, he dropped the scabbard, and knocked down a candle, bringing the curtain hook to the ground with a bang.He Lianyun pressed his chin slightly: "Are you still drinking?"

There was no reply, and all that fell was the saliva that was rubbed together, which was equivalent to the liquor.

-

To the south of Jiehe River, the Huangzhong trembled so loudly that even the vast Jiehe River flowing eastward almost flowed backwards under this momentum.

On the side of the Boundary River Monument stands a bronze bell, which was struck when the princess passed away and when Zhou Tan crossed the river.

now……

Zhou Tan suddenly got up from the mattress, and said in a hoarse voice, "The bell is ringing." He Lianyun stroked his hair and stopped, only to hear the huge bell ringing sixteen times.

Seventeen, Zhou Tan's eyebrows froze slightly.

Eighteenth, he breathed a sigh of relief, it wasn't any prince or princess who stepped on Huangquan Road with a crooked foot.

No.19 sound.

Emperor collapse...

Outside the tent, the drinking game on the field continued again and again, and Sai Siduo was still rolling around with the vat on top of it.

She froze, and then threw the half-empty vat on her shoulders to the ground.The light armor on the shoulder slipped off slightly, revealing the bright red tattoo that penetrated into the flesh.

A series of wine vats fell to the ground with a bang, she whistled, jumped on the horseback, and jumped into the depths of the mountain covered with a layer of mist.

"Emperor Zhongzhou..." He Lianjun said, gazing at the half-dark sky: "Wen is no better than Wen Yuan, and martial arts is no better than Qinghe. His death is powerful enough."

"Yes..." Yan Chenzhi said, with no fluctuations on his face, a smooth swallow rested on his wrist, and a jasper wrench hung on his beak: "Except for being ruthless, there is no such thing as an emperor."

The smell of Youzhou brewing has not yet dissipated, the strong smell of aging, the jars are full of old wine, buried in snow mud for more than ten years, once opened, there is accumulated fragrance everywhere.

Zhou Tan slightly raised the tip of his nose, put his chin on He Lianyun's shoulder again, and sat facing him, even his arms were exhausted and he didn't bother to lift his arms: "Birth is ignorant, and death is ignorant."

The old story has been completely exposed, this situation is not beyond his expectations, Zhou Tan has no time to think about the muddy water in the south, the wrists around his waist are clamped tightly enough, he slightly turned his head to the side, with a vague smile: " Don't hold it so tightly, you won't be able to escape."

The "soup dumpling" has a thin skin, and it is always easy to leave marks. Finger marks circle around like creases, and they are still burning red.

The red candles were burning to the end, and the faint morning light had sporadically sprinkled from the cracks.Zhou Tan finally couldn't hold his eyelids, and slammed into the man's arms: "It's dawn."

The lingering energy of the night was still there, but he slept peacefully, his brows were relaxed, and his facial features were no longer tangled into a ball.

The author says:

Thank you all!

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