As for who should be left and who should be killed among these 50,000 people, Xiao Rong no longer cared about it. He handed it over to Wang Xinyong to handle. He believed that General Wang could distinguish who were the real traitors and who were those who had no choice but to do so.
Xiao Rong was relieved, but Wang Xinyong was extremely worried. When he was worried, his injured leg would hurt. Rubbing his leg, Wang Xinyong confirmed again that it was true that Xiao Situ, like the king, disliked him! ...
Just a few days after the last snow stopped, the second snow came again. Qu Yunmie went out for a walk and then made a decision to pack up and go down the mountain tomorrow.
If they don't go down soon, they will probably be trapped in Ningzhou by the snow.
Xiao Rong officially witnessed how severe the winter of this era is. In warm times, such scenery could only be seen near the Daxianbei Mountain, but now even Ningzhou can have it.
At Qu Yunmie's command, everyone started to move. Seeing Xiao Rong staring at the dark clouds in the sky, Gao Xunzhi comforted him: "It's okay. The snow this year is average, not particularly heavy. Besides, it's snowing heavily today, so it should have snowed."
The 24th solar term, the Great Snow, was named this way, of course, for a reason. Xiao Rong turned around and smiled at Gao Xunzhi.
Xiao Rong walked back. Qu Yunmie was about to go out fully armed. Xiao Rong was stunned and quickly stopped him: "Where are you going?"
Qu Yunmie replied: "Let's explore the way. If the Baoxia Road is blocked, we can leave from the Ziwu Road."
Xiao Rong blinked gently: "Can't we send scouts to explore the way?"
Qu Yunmie didn't think much about it and said bluntly: "I'm faster than the scout."
Xiao Rong: "...Then you don't know when you will be back."
Qu Yunmie was stunned. He felt that Xiao Rong wanted to talk to him about something. Under his puzzled gaze, Xiao Rong pursed his lips and whispered, "A gift."
Qu Yunmie looked at him steadily. Suddenly, he untied his cloak and handed it to the personal soldiers behind him. He said, "Go, send three scouts to explore the way."
Bodyguard: “…”
He left with his cloak in his hands, looking numb.*
Xiao Rong told Qu Yunmie about this before lunch. After that, Qu Yunmie did nothing but wait for his gift. However, Xiao Rong was very busy and had no time to pay attention to him. It was not until the moon was at its zenith and the last bag was packed that Xiao Rong wiped the sweat off his face and sat on a chair to drink some tea.
After drinking one cup, he was about to pour another cup, and then a teapot was handed over to him. Xiao Rong subconsciously thanked him: "Thank you."
Qu Yunmie's faint voice came: "You're welcome, where is my gift?"
Xiao Rong: “…”
Holding the teacup, Xiao Rong wanted to laugh. He pursed his lips and held back for a moment, then asked Qu Yunmie, "Why are you in such a hurry? What time is it now?"
Qu Yunmie was a man of ancient times. He didn't need to look at the sundial or listen to the night watchman's call. He could answer immediately: "Two quarters past midnight."
Xiao Rong said, "Then wait a little longer."
Qu Yunmie: “…………”
The good mood of receiving gifts had been almost worn out. Now Qu Yunmie was anxious and frantic. While waiting, he thought of all the possibilities, even the outrageous guess that Xiao Rong would wait until the deepest time of the night to reveal his true form to him, but he never expected it to be this one.
On a quiet night, Xiao Rong held the teacup but stopped drinking. He lowered his head and waited for something. When he felt it was about time, he asked Qu Yunmie again, "What time is it?"
Qu Yunmie looked outside numbly, then said, "It's almost midnight."
Xiao Rong nodded: "I'm twenty years old."
Qu Yunmie was completely stunned.
Xiao Rong held the teacup in his hand. He turned his head to look at Qu Yunmie, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Don't you want to congratulate me? I have reached adulthood. From today on, I am a formal adult."
Qu Yunmie finally found his voice, as if Xiao Rong's words had directly smashed his soul out. His voice was very unstable: "Today is... is your birthday?"
Xiao Rong nodded. "I was born on the second day of a heavy snowfall. It was a coincidence that year. It snowed on the day of the heavy snowfall, a thin layer. I was born in the middle of the night. When my parents went out, they found that the snow outside had already begun to melt, so they named me Xiao Rong, which means "melting snow and ice."
The name was a bit sloppy, but his parents thought he was very smart. When Xiao Rong was a child, he had no objection. After all, he was illiterate at that time. When he understood the meaning of his name, he immediately began to despise these two people.
But later, as he grew up, he no longer cared about the illegible nature of his name. Although it was simpler, it was also his unique characteristic, just like someone was born in Grain Rain and was named So-and-so Yu.
Perhaps this was God's will. He was born on such an ordinary night and became a talented but still ordinary person. He thought that was his life, but in fact his mission and destiny were in another era that needed him.
The melting of ice and snow is just four words for modern people, but for the people here it is the most beautiful day because they have welcomed warmth again.
Xiao Rong lowered his head, and when he thought that he was one year older, he couldn't help but smile.
No one celebrates their birthday according to the 24 solar terms. Either they celebrate the lunar calendar or the solar calendar. But there is no solar calendar here, and the birthday on the lunar calendar does not belong to him, so he arbitrarily changed his birthday to this day. He doesn't know if there will be someone else to celebrate his birthday with him in the future, but today, he just wants to celebrate it with Qu Yunmie.
Qu Yunmie had not spoken for a long time. Xiao Rong looked at him. The latter's expression was extremely complicated, to the point where it was indescribable. Xiao Rong knew why he had such an expression.
The two of them stared at each other, and Qu Yunmie spoke, his voice tense: "...I have lived for so many years, and I have never heard of snow that melted the same day it fell."
Xiao Rong's eyelashes trembled slightly. After a moment, he tilted his head towards Qu Yunmie and smiled softly: "Yes, no one has heard of it."
And this was the gift he gave to Qu Yunmie, something he had saved from miserably - himself.
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