hillside
The hillside was not far from the military camp. A tent was set up in a leeward place, and a bonfire was lit at the door. The fire was crackling, and the meat cooked in the hanging pot on the iron frame exuded a mouth-watering aroma.
The snow is still falling, and when I look around, I see the rustling snow falling, and the mountains and forests from far and near are covered in a blanket of white snow, which makes me lose all my worries.
When they met, Su Ziji looked at Shao Sisen and saw that he was wearing a mink fur cloak and looking at the scenery with his hands folded. It could be seen to the naked eye that this outfit was much more gorgeous than what Su Ziji was wearing at the moment. It was obviously brought by his family.
"Are you feeling better from your injury?" Su Ziji thought this man seemed to be in good spirits.
Shao Sisen coughed twice and smiled: "It's much better. After all, it's just an arrow wound on the shoulder."
Putting the wine on the table at the entrance of the tent, he saw that although Shao Sisen looked good, but coughed from time to time, he couldn't help but frown and reminded: "Your injury is not fully healed yet, why don't you pull down the tent door and drink again?"
Unexpectedly, Shao Sisen was very stubborn in this regard and refused: "The scenery here is quite good, and there is no wind today, so it doesn't matter. I closed the door and just drank."
Invite Su Ziji to take a seat, and the two of them enjoy the snow and drink.
The conversation started first, and it was just about something in the southwest. Shao Sisen talked about the previous battle and couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity that this is my first time to kill the enemy. If you give me a few more chances, I won't be injured after killing only two!"
The corner of Su Ziji's mouth twitched and he drank to cover it up.
At this time, there were people going to the inn at the foot of the hillside. Su Ziji handed over the family letter and gave him a reward of ten taels. The soldiers were happy to make some extra money and left happily.
"I forgot to write a letter home." Shao Sisen pressed his forehead, feeling a little annoyed until now. When he was about to speak again, he suddenly coughed violently.
Seeing that his face was flushed due to coughing, Su Ziji suddenly felt a little uneasy and frowned: "You always cough, do you have a cold?"
"I've seen the doctor, nothing's wrong!" Shao Sisen wiped away the tears he coughed up, disapprovingly.
"What I'm worried about now is that I don't know when I can return to Beijing." He sighed: "Actually, celebrating the New Year here is really boring, and it is getting closer and closer every day. Although I know that I may not make it in time, in my heart, I still... alas! "
Su Ziji comforted him: "Although the enemy still has strength, they don't have much food and grass. This year will be more difficult than ours. Besides, the two imperial envoys have been in constant contact and want to surrender the stronghold. I heard that it is very effective, but the enemy chief cannot hold on. You and I will definitely be able to return to Beijing in time, so you don’t have to worry too much.”
Shao Sisen nodded: "What you said makes sense."
I looked up at the dots of fine snow, and couldn't help but pause for a moment. I felt that the scenery in the southwest mountains was indeed more unique than the snow scenery in Beijing.
"The snow is heavy again. This situation and this scene are really suitable for writing poems. Brother Su Xian, do you have any poems to cheer me up?"
Su Ziji also looked up, and then smiled: "Of course there is."
Seeing that there was still pen and ink on the table, I couldn't help but smile to myself. Then I saw Shao Sisen cheering up, taking the snowflakes to the inkstone, and grinding them with the ink ingot.
As the ink became thicker, Su Ziji smiled, spread out the rice paper, picked up a soft brush, licked the ink until the pen was full, and wrote a poem.
"I just saw the clouds covering the top of the ridge, and the snow on the rocks was like dust; there were thousands of bamboo shoots on the peaks, thousands of jade trees, and thousands of trees and usneas, and thousands of clouds."
"What a poem, this poem really suits the occasion!"
Shao Sisen read it and shouted "hello" repeatedly, but within a few words, he started coughing again.
Seeing him like this, Su Ziji stopped indulging this time and directly advised him forcefully: "Brother Shao, your injury is not healed yet. We sat here for a while. You can't stay outside anymore. You must go back."
Shao Sisen also felt a chill all over his body after realizing it, and reluctantly nodded: "Just Yi Su Xiandi."
Some of the soldiers who followed Shao Sisen took some money to serve, and they helped Shao Sisen leave.
Su Ziji stayed where he was.
After a while, the wild Taoist came up in a gray cloak, and the first thing he said to Su Ziji was: "This boy has a dark look on his face. I'm afraid he's seriously injured."
Su Ziji was stunned. Shao Sisen's injury was not serious. This was clear. However, wild Taoists also had skills in fortune-telling. Although they were not perfect at fortune-telling, they could still be admired when setting up a street stall to tell fortunes. To put it bluntly, if such a person says so, there is a high probability that it is true.
"Is the wound infected?"
"It's not impossible. Shao Sisen didn't seem to take the arrow wound seriously, probably because he was watching the wound recover, so he slacked off."
When he was about to ask further questions, a sharp cry from a small animal suddenly sounded from the direction the wild Taoist came from. The sound was shrill, filled with anger and fear.
Su Ziji was startled again, the voice seemed familiar, and he quickly stopped and looked.
The next moment, a white shadow rushed down from the high slope a few hundred meters away.
"It's Xiao Bai!" Su Ziji recognized Bai Ying at a glance.
The little fox seemed to be injured. As it ran towards them, dots of red plums appeared in the snow. Although they were not close, they were all white. Su Ziji had good eyesight, so he could see clearly clearly.
The culprit that caused the little fox to flee in embarrassment was also discovered by Su Ziji.
An eagle is hovering high in the sky. It is larger than an ordinary eagle. It has a gray body and beautiful fur. It looks majestic and not a mortal thing.
With another hawk cry, the eagle swooped down like an arrow from its string, and its target was the little fox running towards Su Ziji in the snow.
At this moment, Su Ziji was at least a hundred meters away from the little fox. Although the distance was quickly closing, the eagle was swooping down even faster.
Even if Su Ziji wanted to help, no matter whether he threw a sword or a dagger, it would not work due to the distance.
But just giving up and letting the little fox be injured by the eagle, Su Ziji naturally refused.
He was about to draw his sword and rush over, but as soon as he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he landed in the corner of the tent on one side, a bow and a bag of arrows, lying like this.
"Okay!" The way Su Ziji looked at it, he still saw a beauty, and suddenly remembered that Shao Sisen had just suggested that they go hunting nearby while drinking and enjoying the snow. This can be regarded as a tradition among literati in this world - the two ways of imperial and archery. This is it.
This bow and arrow must have been brought by Shao Sisen. As a result, Shao Sisen felt unwell and left early, so he ended up here.
The bow is an ordinary military bow, and the arrows are ordinary iron arrows, but they are really the most useful weapons at this time.
Su Ziji stepped over, reached for the bow and arrow, and aimed at the eagle, which missed the shot and flew up again to pounce on the little fox. Without having to aim, Man Yue Wan let go of the bow and made a "swish" sound, and the arrow went straight. The ground shot over.
In this short period of time, the wild Taoist was first surprised by the scene of an eagle chasing a fox, and then saw Su Ziji get a bow and arrow from nowhere. When he reacted again, the arrow had already left the string.
The above actually happened in an instant.
"Pfft", the iron arrow penetrated the air with terrifying power, making a piercing sound, and went straight to the vital point of the giant eagle, almost piercing it at the sight of it.
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