In the twenty-eighth year of Tianqian, in the mid-autumn of the north, the chill began to appear. Jinzhou, this fortress town located at the junction of Jin and Daqi, because winter is coming, the Jin, Qi and Tubo people who come to catch the winter gathering slowly gather here.

Shops and stalls fill the streets. All the merchants took out their furs, medicinal herbs, mountain delicacies, seafood, precious stones, livestock and other goods to welcome and send them to merchants and travelers.

The sound of selling, bargaining, quarreling, the sound is endless, so lively, so the market is easy to prosper. After the three-month winter gathering is over, they will disperse one after another, and there will be no embarrassment in reuniting next year.

The twelfth floor of Bailu in the east of the city is the twelfth branch of Bailu Tower. In recent years, Bailulou has sprung up in important towns in Kyushu, because of its different buildings, unique architectural styles, luxurious interiors, and local characteristics of wine and food services, it has soon become the new favorite of officials and businessmen from all walks of life.

It is said that each Bailu building covers an area of at least more than 100 acres, and there are three main buildings, namely Kunpeng Pavilion, Jiuxian Pavilion and Sanssouci Pavilion. Kunpeng is an inn that can be accommodated, Jiuxian provides rare and delicious wine, gathering delicious food from all over the world, and worry-free pleasure is paramount, with casinos, green buildings, and poetry clubs.

"Eh, eh, all the officials, the old man is so polite. Today's autumn water is bright, the twilight mountains are purple, the rivers are flowing, and the dragons gather. All over the world, visitors from all over the world. ”

After the old man who spoke, he bowed and sat down on the high platform in the lobby of the Jiuxian Pavilion, and slapped the sandalwood on the table, and suddenly gathered his eyes everywhere but seemed to be unaware.

picked up the teacup and blew it carefully and tasted a few more sips, which can be said to have whetted the appetite of the upstairs and downstairs.

The old man smiled, stroked his goatee, and said, "Today, Kyushu is divided into three points, and Daqi, Jin, and Tubo are divided into a peak, and I, Daqi, when Gaozu was called emperor, divided two brothers with the same surname, in charge of the northern regions of Daqi and the western frontier, passed down from generation to generation, endlessly." What I want to talk about today is not the Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty, regardless of the Shu Emperor Liang Huang, but also how the little prince of the Northern Regions of Daqi was a young man, a young man who accepted grace, a thirteen-year-old pro-government, and was inspired to make a new life; at the age of 14, he personally conquered and recovered Jinzhou; at the age of fifteen, he killed his relatives Murong and his henchmen; and how the little prince was in power.

How many girls in my Kyushu are waiting for the word boudoir because of the handsome and handsome appearance of the little prince and the different colored eyes that are rare for thousands of years, they are fascinated and obsessed, and they waste the years in vain, and the prince's appearance and bearing are so graceful and uninhibited. ”

"Hmph, is it so powerful??? calculate that the little boy is just seventeen years old, and the hair hasn't grown yet, right, is it still domineering? ruthless? unruly? It's just ridiculous!! ridiculous!! ridiculous!! hahahaha, I'm afraid that when he sees me, the big golden iron rider will be scared to pee his pants, right? ”

The clamore was the burliest of the golden warriors at the table in the lobby, far more than ten feet tall, as strong as an ox, dressed in a camel-colored suit, with a fang-colored fox coat, black wrists, a high bun and square scarf, abundant hair, eyebrows and mustaches, and the roots were fried.

The other three people at the same table were all dressed in black suits, and when they heard what the big man said, they all held their heads high and responded one after another. "Not bad, not bad. "That's it. "Yunyun.

The Qi people in the lobby are gone, this is to smash the field??? slapping the table and kicking the stool abound, and it looks like they are about to practice two-handed theories with these golden people.

"Hehehe, it's not ridiculous, guest officer, you listen to me, wait until I finish speaking, if there is half a joke, let the guest officer deal with it, okay?"

The old man smiled, "Or do you mean that the guest officer doesn't dare to let the old man tell the mystery here?"

"Hmph!", "Bang!" The dishes on the table flew up and down, and a lot of wine and food spilled.

Dahan clapped his palm and shouted, "Little Lao'er, just talk about it, I'll be afraid of you?!!! when you finish speaking, I'll pick your skin and pull your tendons!! see who dares to wave the flag and shout for Na Su Xiao'er, and make up and distort the facts!!"

When the guests heard the old man's words, they could only give up for the time being, return to their positions, and prepare to listen to the book.

The Tianzi private room on the third floor is facing the lobby, with flowing beads as a curtain, supplemented by a gauze tent and the lights and shadows in the building, so that you can only see the scene outside from the inside, but you can't peep into the cave from the outside. This private room can overlook the whole building, and no one falls.

Mo Ruoli sat on the main seat, savored the new tea in his hand, raised his apricot eyes, and scanned the people in the lobby with cold eyes through the light gauze bead curtain.

Suddenly, it landed on a person in the opposite corner.

The man was a long man, wearing a patina tunic with carmine moire on the collar and cuffs. Like a crow's long hair, it is naturally scattered and does not make any constraints. The man seemed to feel the inquiring gaze from the upper floor opposite, put down the teacup, and looked up at the beaded curtain in the private room.

Mo Ruoli took this opportunity to see the man's facial features completely.

The jade skin is better than the snow, the sword eyebrows are towering, and the inky eyes in the fox's eyes are smiling, but they are deep, restrained, and sharp, making people unable to detect the depths. The bridge of the nose is high, the thin lips are with a shallow crooked smile, it seems to be smiling but not smiling, evil and charming.

The fly in the ointment is that the left eye is covered with layers of moon-white brocade cloth, and the true face is not visible. But it is not difficult to see that this son is really a rare beautiful boy. With a handsome face and an evil temperament, you can live in the Kyushu Pond with peace of mind.

"Master, how can the half-blind person on the other side stare at this side?

Mo Yu was unhappy, where did this come from??? even if he stared at the princess so unscrupulously through the beaded curtain and light veil! The princess is the eldest princess of the Dajin Kingdom! The body of a daughter! How can a half-blind person covet and peep?

"Master, since this Jinzhou was taken away by the Qi State, why did so many strange people pour in, and all kinds of crooked melons and cracked dates, it looks really unsightly!"

"Yes. Mo Ruoli replied coldly, but he didn't say a word, and continued to drink tea with his eyes, not wanting to entangle this fruitless topic with the little girl.

Mo Yu had long been accustomed to the cold character of his master, and began to fire cannons on his own, and said with his waist crossed, "Hmph! This half-blind man, dressed in green and white torn clothes, thinks how elegant he is, I just pretend to be romantic, and only laugh and !!."

The ink corpse beside him stood bowed from beginning to end, without the slightest movement.

The boy downstairs seemed to be able to hear Mo Yu's words, and his smile deepened, bent the corners of his eyes and mouth, raised the tea cup with both hands, and made a request to the private room. When Mo Ruoli also raised his hands to salute him, the two of them both drank the tea in their cups.

"Ananda, Ananda, what are you in a daze, Daddy just told me about your deeds of reforming the imperial examination and diligent political reform, you don't have to listen!" Jiu'er's small mouth pouted, accusing Su Jingnian of missing Daddy's book.

"Hmph, how can my father's deeds be finished in a few hours? If you want me to say, the deeds of skipping class and bullying the master when I was a child can be told for a few days and nights, and they are not the same. ”

Zhongyao received the dog's leg, "The tricks of those dozens of masters are more than the schemes of the Murong clan and the golden dog, there are absolutely more and more poisons! ”

"Yes, yes, and our little brother Zhongyao, after the ancestor took Ananda back to the house, he stupidly dug three feet into the city to find the little prince who was lost for a day and a night, and did not dare to go back to the house to report the news, and finally cried and pleaded guilty and crawled back to the palace on his knees. ”

Jiu'er couldn't help it, and the whole person lay on the table and covered her stomach and laughed, tears burst out of her eyes.

"You, you, the lord of the nine counties, you can't say that, that, the prince once taught me, saying that being a man must have a beginning and an end, I didn't know that the heart-breaking master brought the little prince back to the mansion, I couldn't find the little prince, and I was afraid that something would happen to her, so I could only ...... You can only find it all over the city...... Found so far......"

The voice in the back became smaller and smaller, Zhongyao's face was red and white, white and green, green and red, it was really colorful.

He didn't know why his head was so stupid and fell into such a big joke, since it was passed into the ears of Jiujun, the county lord laughed at him for being stupid every time he took this matter, he only had to be slaughtered, and he couldn't refute it at all.

"Okay, okay, Jiu'er don't laugh at Zhongyao anymore, he's a rectum. Tell me to go down, take care of the golden dog on the table, that big man should be the Zhonglang general of the Jin Kingdom if I am not mistaken, his name is Cao Li, this guy appeared in Jinzhou, I am afraid that this winter will be difficult. Keep an eye on him, don't kill him, and startle the prey. Su Jingnian squinted his eyes and instructed Jiu'er.

"Damn!! little old man!! what kind of wisdom burns grain and grass, and kills the main general of Dajin with an arrow! Obviously, Su Xiao'er used a trick to poison the warrior who transported grain and grass to my Dajin, and it happened that the southeast wind came and let him borrow the fire!! so what kind of arrow shot to death was just a fluke hit. Don't forget that this Jinzhou was still my Dajin territory a few years ago! The people in the city are all Dajin people!"

Before Dad finished speaking, the big man smashed the table, picked up the tiger's head and shouted, and was about to rush to the stage.

The people of Daqi, who were going to fight unevenly, are wilted at the moment, this look is a real practitioner, not to mention smashing the table with one palm, the table legs are a few inches into the ground, and the ordinary people can't get close at all.

Running, hiding, shouting, and shouting, the lobby suddenly became a mess. More than 20 people flashed out of the backyard of Bailulou's nursing home, and they were all good at the rivers and lakes, and the two sides started fighting directly without saying much.

Mo Ruoli was annoyed by this noisy voice, Liu frowned slightly, unwilling to linger any longer, called Mo Yu to bring a veil for himself, and followed Ermo to get up and go downstairs through the door.

On the way, he took a deep look at Cao Yi in the fight, glanced at Su Jingnian, turned around and was about to leave.

From the moment Mo Ruo left the private room, Su Jingnian had nothing else in his eyes, following the tea-white Liuxian dress, from high to low, from far to near, to the mutual contact of the eyes of the two sides, and then to Mo Ruoli put aside his apricot eyes without any nostalgia, and wanted to turn away.

From beginning to end, Su Jingnian couldn't read any emotion from Mo Ruoli's eyes, without any nostalgia, without any temperature, leaving only endless coldness.

Su Jingnian's ghost rushed to Mo Ruoli's side in a few steps, and grabbed her soft hand. I'm afraid that if it's a minute or a minute late, this person will disappear from the crowd and disappear into Su Jingnian's world.

Su Jingnian had an inexplicable premonition, this woman was a fairy of the Heavenly Palace who did not eat fireworks in the world, if she let go a little, this woman would fly up and scatter on the spot, disappear in all directions, and never be found again.

I can't bear to think about that scene, it's too terrible, more terrible than the disappearance of the broken heart, and it makes Su Jingnian unspeakably afraid. A feeling called fear grows in the heart and pierces the atrium tightly.

The fights and shouts around her seemed to be gone, and Su Jingnian only felt that at this moment, in this situation, she was only left with herself and the fairy in white in front of her, a glance for ten thousand years.

When the fairy turned her head to stare at her, she couldn't help but be stunned.

The tea white fairy skirt is too well cut, which not only sets off the delicate figure of the beauty, but also is not tight and explicit. With a white veil on his face, the beauty below his eyes looms and evokes reverie. The beautiful eyes of the apricot are frosty, and they want to freeze anything that looks at them. A little powder, the skin is like condensed fat, the willow eyebrows are slightly frowned, and she is an elegant and indifferent cold beauty.

"Dengzi!!!!!! let go of !!!!!!"