Dingo Domestication Guide

When the autumn wind blows, white and yellow cliff chrysanthemums will hang down from the cliff, a large piece of heavy.The August spring on the cliff also bloomed immediately, and the dark green leaves were clustered with bright red and white flowers, which surrounded the graves and bloomed enthusiastically.

Gongsun Miao thinks these flowers and plants are really interesting.He has lived on this cliff for several years, and has never cared for them carefully, but they still grow year after year, more and more and more and more complex, as if they are tireless.

He has nothing to do, just sit in front of the grave with a jug of wine for a whole day.The pot is porcelain white, and the cup is also porcelain white. One is held in the hand, and the other is placed on the other side of the low table.Although always full, there has been no wait for anyone to drink it in years.

In addition to looking at the flowers, the sea, and the graves, Gongsun Miao occasionally had to deal with the Gongsun family.

The young man in green clothes and trousers carried a long sword on his back, and came all the way from the foot of the mountain. He pulled the horse's head and stopped near Gongsun Miao's house, and stood far away from the fallen horse.

Gongsun Miao heard the sound of horseshoes and his slightly stagnant breathing from a long distance away, got up and walked slowly.

"Haven't you practiced yet?"

Gongsun couldn't bear to raise his head, he was silent for a while and then asked nonchalantly: "...fourth uncle, sister is getting married on the first day of next month, are you really not going home?"

Gongsun Miao looked at his nephew quietly.After Tie Ling died and Song Hui left, he returned all the power of the Gongsun family that he had taken from his father and brothers, and was determined to completely sever contact with the Gongsun family.But Gongsun Ren and Gongsun Qi are children who grew up with him, and he regards them as his closest family members, so he can't completely reject them.Gongsun Ren often came to him, and he learned all kinds of rumors from Gongsun Ren, just like listening to stories.In these stories, there is the part where Gongsun Qi met and fell in love with the great knight in southern Xinjiang.

Gongsun Miao reached out to pat the horse that Gongsun Miao brought. "I'll go back with you. But I only saw Ah Qi."

The young man's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, fourth uncle, I'll help you arrange it. My sister must be happy..."

Gongsun Miao asked him to wait for a while, then turned around to clear the floating soil from Tie Ling's grave, closed the door, turned around, led his horse, and went down the mountain.

The return date was later than expected.He leaned far away on the tree, and he could be regarded as sending Gongsun Qi to marry.The girl in red was carried on the sedan chair, and the sound of the suona was very lively. Gongsun Miao thought that the day Tie Ling married him, it should be the same.

He suddenly remembered many things about his wife, turned around, jumped off the tall tree, and quietly led the horse away.

Before returning to the cliff, I saw a light coming from the window in the distance.

Gongsun Miao was startled, and then laughed.He patted the horse's neck: "Your master is back."

The horse seemed to understand, let out a low whistle, and dust and smoke billowed under its four hooves.Gongsun Miao tied up the horse, turned around inadvertently when he walked to the door, and saw a few sticks of incense burning on Tie Ling's grave, and the stone tablet was cleaned up.He stood for a while, his excitement subsided, and he looked up to see Song Hui had pushed the door and walked out.

"Gongsun, I'm back."

The two laughed loudly and hugged each other.

Song Hui and Qing Fu drifted on the sea for three months, and finally arrived at a strange island in the south.They found a kind of herbal medicine there, and the extracted juice can inhibit the toxins in Qingfu's body.After a long and short year of treatment, the blind Qingfu could really see light.Because the toxins in Qingfu's body cannot be eradicated and can only be suppressed continuously, the two decided to settle down.A few years later, when life was stable, Song Hui set off to find Gongsun Miao.

He had no fields to cultivate on the island, so he learned to go fishing with the local fishermen. His skin was tanned, but he looked more vigorous.

Gongsun Miao looked at the cup on the opposite side of the low table.The porcelain white cup contained transparent wine, which was pinched by Song Hui in his hand.

"Is it far?" he asked.

"It's far away. And the sea is unpredictable, so it's quite a struggle for me to come out this time." Song Hui didn't notice the emotion in his words, and said directly, "Gongsun, if you don't want to live here anymore, let's go back together. Take the iron bell. That island is beautiful, and flowers bloom all year round. No, not four seasons. There is no winter there."

Gongsun nodded: "You remember that I don't like winter."

Song Hui said of course.

His mother died in winter, and Tie Ling died in winter.His complete break with his father also occurred in winter.

The assassination was carried out in the sky full of snow.He hung upside down on the eaves, and arrows flew past the necks of the densely packed layers of guards, piercing the throat of Jin Guolai, who had insulted his mother and wife.With no energy left, the arrow pierced out from the man's thick flesh and skin, and firmly stuck to the pillar of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion.

The smooth arrow tail trembled, shaking off into a string of blood beads.

Gongsun Miao's father sat in front of Jin Guolai's envoy, and the arrow shot by his youngest son left a bloodstain when it passed by his ear.

The private banquet of drinking and talking was thrown into chaos in an instant.

Gongsun Miao put the red sandalwood box on the table.The 99 nine-inch needles in the box were almost used up, and only a few were wrapped in the brown leather.He pushed the box to Song Hui: "Take it away."

Song Hui pushed the box back in front of him again: "You keep this."

"This is not the weapon I'm good at."

"You have reached the point where you will not be bound by weapons. Whether it is an arrow or a needle, a knife or a gun, what difference does it make to you?"

Gongsun Miao looked at Song Hui.His weathered face still vaguely bears traces of the expression of the simple and honest young man back then, and the joy brought about by the long-awaited reunion gradually faded away in his heart.

They will eventually part ways.

"You mean, leave all the secrets in this box to me?" Gongsun Miao asked, "You won't come back again?"

Song Hui looked at him and nodded.

Gongsun Miao didn't say anything, but turned to see the faint morning light outside the window.The two drank and talked all night, and before they knew it, the sun had already risen.There are few fishing boats on the far sea, and the sun breaking through the clouds is round and yellow.

"Do you remember what you told me before?"

Seeing him smile, Song Hui felt a little relieved, and also smiled: "We have talked so much, which one do you say?"

"You said that no one would bully me."

Song Hui's smile faded away, and he said seriously: "I remember. I never forgot. Why, there are still people with no face bullying you?"

Gongsun Miao shook his head: "No, there will be none in the future."

He has lived on this cliff for many years, mainly waiting for Song Hui.Song Hui came back with news of parting.Gongsun Miao naturally doesn't need to stay here anymore.

"Tie Ling likes to be quiet, too many people know about this place. We have to move."

Song Hui was taken aback: "Where are you going?"

"I haven't decided yet, I should go north."

Song Hui understood what Gongsun Miao meant.

Now that we have decided to separate, we should do so simply and neatly.Across a vast ocean, countless rivers and mountains, the chance of meeting them again is very slim.

He was silent for a long time before he raised the glass with difficulty and handed it over, and lightly touched the one that Gongsun Miao put on the table.

In the candlelight, Gongsun Miao saw that Song Hui's eyes were red.

Song Hui stayed for a few days before leaving.He walked away quietly, and Gongsun Miao bought new wine from the foot of the mountain, only to find that the room was empty, leaving the red sandalwood box quietly on the low table.

He put the wine aside and walked to the edge of the cliff to look into the distance.The water is wide and the sky is long, and the boats are small, and there is no trace of Song Hui.

——"Gongsun, don't worry, as soon as I am in this world, I will never let anyone bully you again."

Gongsun Miao never dared to forget what Song Hui said that day, nor could he.

But when the world changes, there are always surprises.

Gongsun Miao stood for a while, then turned around and sat in front of Tie Ling's grave.He picked a few cliff chrysanthemums and placed them next to the newly lit incense, and brushed off a thin layer of floating soil on the stele.

"Madam, let's go too." He said softly, "Wherever you want to go, we will go together."

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