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The smell of grilled meat was in the air.
"vomit!"
More than ten riders arrived outside the station, and the leading man frowned when he saw the flames: "Go and negotiate!"
Someone went in, "Is there anyone?"
The postmaster came with a bitter face, "What's the matter?"
"Hundred riders."
The Baiqi people came in and looked at the Silla people who were burned to death in silence.
……
The sound of horseshoes was especially clear at night.
The sergeant on duty shouted: "Stop!"
Count the men who rode and reined in their horses, and the leading man stepped forward.
"Where did you come from? Where are you going?"
The leading man said coldly: "Hundred riders."
After counting the riders away, the sergeant who passed by asked curiously, "What can a hundred riders do this late at night?"
This number rides all the way north.
"Hurry up, I went to find a place to eat earlier, and my mother is starving to death."
"Still eating, everyone is dead, and we will not escape punishment later."
There were torches and complaints ahead, and the hundred riders reined in their horses.
Four of the five sergeants rode horses, and one of them led the horse on foot. The horse led by the lead was pulling a lying person on its back.
"Who?"
The five sergeants drew their swords on alert.
"Hundred riders!"
The leading man stepped forward, "Why are you waiting for this?"
"Damn, we were ordered to take Jin Huatai to Liaodong, but just after leaving Chang'an City, we met a thief. The thief led us away, broke Jin Huatai's leg, and by the way..."
"We have been searching for a long time, but we have not found any trace of those thieves."
The Baiqi people were stunned.
……
Jia Pingan drank too much.
After returning home, he ran over to take a sniff, then turned around and shouted: "Mother, Mother, Aye is drunk."
Su Ho and Wei Wushuang came out, seeing that Jia Pingan's feet were stable, they said angrily, "Nonsense."
"Drink... drank too much."
Jia Pingan patted his daughter's head, then hugged Jia Yu and kissed her vigorously before going to wash up.
Later, when he was lying on the bed, Wei Wushuang came in immediately.
"What's the matter, sir?"
As a pillow person, you can detect subtle changes in the other person's emotions.
"It's nothing."
Jia Pingan suddenly smirked, "Wushuang, I had a nightmare last night."
"What did you dream about?"
Wei Wushuang undressed. In the past, when she undressed, she would definitely carry Jia Pingan on her back and blow the lamp along the way.Now standing by the bed...
When Luo Shan was half untied, a big hand pulled hard and pulled her onto the bed.
panting...
For a long time, Wei Wushuang leaned in his arms, breathing lightly, "Husband..."
"I dreamed about the loss of life, I dreamed about those Tubo people, those alien races entered the Central Plains. They killed everyone they saw, burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of crimes..."
Wei Wushuang said softly, "Of course not."
She found that Jia Pingan's mood was not right.
Excitement...not right, I don't know what emotion it is.
"I dreamed that the army came and the emperor fled in embarrassment..."
"I dreamed that Anxi fell, and the bones of those white-haired soldiers were weathered by the weather of the Western Regions, but they were still looking back at Chang'an!"
"I dreamed that those aliens laughed and regarded the Central Plains as a horse ranch."
"Husband, that was just a nightmare."
Wei Wushuang felt that this nightmare was a bit ridiculous, so he changed the subject, "Husband, what do you want to do in the future?"
This is about ambition.
Jia Ping'an's voice was a little hoarse, "I used to just want to escape the disaster brought by the name of broom star, but then I thought I could stay with you for the rest of my life..."
This is the dream of an ordinary man, with no ambition at all.
Wei Wushuang asked in a low voice, "What about now?"
In the darkness, Jia Ping'an's eyes were bright, "I want Datang's Mo Dao to sweep the world."
……
In the middle of the night, Shen Qiu was still on duty at Baiqi.
He was sitting behind the desk, his back straight, and the documents in his hands were slowly turning...
When the night wind blew, he stretched out his hand to gently hold down the long hair on his temples that was blown by the night wind, and raised his eyes...
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