The snow fell so early this year.

It's still so big.

A wind, like a white butterfly-like snowflakes to the earth, Chang'an in the heavy snow, silent, just a moment, the gray city wall, the blue ancient bricks covered with Suzaku Street, even the golden tiles in the palace, have become white.

In the year of Ruixue Zhaofeng, everyone said that the heavy snow froze to death the insect eggs in the cultivated land, and there will definitely be a good harvest in the coming year. But who would have thought that for those homeless children wandering the streets, a heavy snowfall could kill their last humbleness.

Xiao Yu held his three-year-old sister in his arms, and then curled up in the cold corner, blocking the cold wind and snow with his back, he hugged his sister tightly, hoping to give her a little more warmth, but the poor sister only wore a thin short coat, and her arms were purple from the cold.

It was too cold for him to find a place to hide from the snow, but the doors and windows of every house were closed, and no one would open the door to the two little beggars. The ruined temple in the city has been occupied by the old beggars, and if he dares to carry his sister in, he is afraid that he will be beaten to death. There are a few small holes at the foot of the imperial city, but it is a forbidden place, and if you take a closer step, you will be killed by the guards on the city wall.

"Brother...... Girl Cold, Girl Girl ...... Want to drink...... Want to drink noodle soup......"

"Niuniu, tomorrow my brother will take you to eat noodles."

"Don't...... Don't...... Lie ......" my sister's small mouth was still murmuring, but she didn't continue to make a sound.

Xiao Yu could feel that his sister's body was already a little stiff, and just now his sister's little hand could still tremble and grasp the placket of his clothes, but now he didn't have any strength, like two dead trees, lifeless.

On such a snowy day, if you haven't eaten for a day, can you still survive it?

He really wanted to carry his sister to the door to ask for something to eat, even if it was to warm his sister's body with hot water, but his thin shoulders could no longer withstand the punches and kicks of those misers.

He had just seen on the road a few children who were one or two years older than himself going to other people's houses to beg for porridge and drink, and the knock on the door made the owner irritated, and he was kicked hard, rolled over a few times, fell into the snowdrift and never got up again, and after a while the heavy snow buried him.

In the past, he was kicked for food, and the pain passed after a while, but in the heavy snow, his body was frozen to the core, and he was kicked once, which was fatal.

The old man who opened a noodle stall in the east of the city was kind, and every time he passed by, he would give his sister half a bowl of noodle soup, but on such a cold day, the old man had not been out of the stall for several days.

Xiao Yu wanted to hold his sister tighter, but found that his hands were no longer strong, and his eyelids seemed to be filled with lead, always falling down, and he couldn't open them even if he wanted to.

Poor sister, brother is really useless...... My brother is holding you, even if you go to the underworld, my brother will always hold you.

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……

The wind and snow were still so heavy, but a crisp bell broke the silence of Chang'an City.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell."

There are two straight and extended snow marks on Suzaku Street, and when you look at the snow marks, you can see a red lacquered sandalwood carriage walking slowly out of the city, and the two jujube red horses can see the extraordinary quality at a glance, and the elegant carriage is embroidered with auspicious clouds, and the four corners are dotted with silver bells, which make a crisp and pleasant sound with the wind.

Even in the Imperial City, such a beautiful carriage is rare.

"Huh-" The coachman reined in the reins of the horse slightly, and the carriage stopped smoothly, and the coachman said, "Sir, there is a bastard boy lying in the middle of the road in front of him, and the road is blocked. ”

Suzaku Street is so wide, how can a child block the road? The coachman was just merciful and wanted to give this boy a way to live. If it is a nobleman from another family sitting in the car, the coachman will not dare to make such a mistake, but this gentleman in our village can be different from the nobles of other families.

Very different.

"Dong'er, go down with me and have a look." A female voice came from inside the car, not very beautiful, but very gentle and approachable.

The curtain opened, and a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl in a blue jacket jumped out of the carriage first, and then, the gentleman in the coachman's mouth also got out of the carriage, only to see that she was wearing a black cloak, her long hair was neatly tied behind her, and her head was not full of headdresses like other nobles, only a wooden hairpin with delicate carving, with a beautiful face, and a trace of heroism that ordinary women did not have.

"Sir, look." The girl named Dong'er pointed to a "blood road" and said, "This monkey is really deadly." ”

"If he doesn't crawl over, he will really die, hiding at the foot of the city, even a tough guy can't stand it for an hour." The female gentleman said.

It turned out that it was Xiao Yu who was lying in the middle of the road, and he heard the silver bell of jingling bells at the foot of the city, and his squinted eyes were hazy, and he seemed to see a carriage coming in his direction, and he didn't care whether his limbs still had strength, so he climbed into the middle of the road, and the sharp stones hidden under the snow cut through his chest, and the purple blood was bubbling outward, dyeing the place where he had crawled into a "blood road".

Xiao Yu's eyes were almost open, the ice water froze the corners of his eyes, and very vaguely, he saw someone walking towards him, so he stretched out his hand, grabbed the man's trouser legs, and begged, "Please...... Please, help...... Save my sister, I'll chop ...... Chopping wood, carrying water......"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yu fainted, but his little hand was still tugging at the man's trouser legs.

Tang Xiaoshi hurriedly ripped off her cloak, wrapped the boy in the snow, and turned her head to the girl and said, "Dong'er, quickly bring the girl at the foot of the wall!" ”

The coachman, Lao Zhang, also came to help at this time, and the three of them carried the two children into the carriage, wiped the snow off their bodies, and covered them with blankets. Tang Xiaoshi probed the child's neck and found that although the pulse was weak, it was slowly recovering, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road, Du Fu and his old man don't deceive me!

After thinking for a moment, Tang Xiaoshi said again: "Lao Zhang, Dong'er, let's look around again to see if there are any other children." ”

Half an hour later, the three of them returned to the carriage, which was already full of children, three women and four men.

"Lao Zhang, you take these children and Dong'er back to the village first, let Xia'er and Qiu'er take care of it, and I'll walk back the rest of the way." Seeing that there was no place to stay in the car, Tang Xiaoshi said.

"Sir, Dong'er will walk with you." The little girl said.

"Nonsense, if you go with me, who will take care of the younger brothers and sisters in the car? Hurry back, remember to review your homework after you settle your younger siblings, and if you fail the arithmetic assessment tomorrow, you will have to beat the board. Tang Xiaoshi said.

Then she said to the driver: "Lao Zhang, slow down on the road, the children inside are frostbitten and can't stand the bumps." ”

"Okay! Sir should be careful on the way back. ”

"It's only a mile away." Tang Xiaoshi said.

Lao Zhang flung the reins of the horse, and the horse raised its hooves again, pulling the carriage and continuing to move forward gently. Looking at Tang Xiaoshi standing in the snow, Lao Zhang suddenly felt very warm in his heart, with such a master, he was willing to be a coachman for a lifetime. Moreover, there is such a gentleman, the children on the village will definitely have a future in the future, and his little grandson is also learning arithmetic with his husband, and he has only been able to play beads for two months, which is a great knowledge.

What a good person, why was he kicked out of the Jingwang Mansion? I heard that he was kicked out on the second day of the wedding and exiled to Beizhuang alone, what is the difference between this and being divorced? didn't even give a maid, this King Jing is really not a thing, yes, there is no good thing in the royal family, otherwise how could he force Mr. not to commit suicide by throwing himself into the lake?

That was a year ago.

But Mr. is really a strong strange woman, after being rescued from the lake, it seems that he has suddenly opened his mind, without the flying and domineering of the official lady, he took the farmers in the village to dig the canal and reclaim the paddy fields, and the original poorest Zhuangzi is now everyone can eat a hot meal.

Now she has opened a school in the village, and recruits children in the village, regardless of poverty, but anyone who calls her a sir, she will accept her as a student, and treat everyone equally.

If it weren't for her, how could the children of the croppers go to school?

Lao Zhang admired and thanked Tang Xiaoshi from the bottom of his heart.

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Looking at the carriage that was gradually moving away, then looking at the car marks extending into the distance in the snow, and then looking back at the gray city wall like a large tombstone, Tang Xiaoshi suddenly sighed with emotion, he had been in this dynasty for a full year.

Where is this? Tang Xiaoshi was sure that he was still on the earth, but what dynasty this was, Tang Xiaoshi didn't know very well, and there seemed to be no record of this dynasty in Chinese history. Tang Xiaoshi only knew that this was the Chu Dynasty, Chang'an, Kyoto, and the emperor Lao'er was a Han Chinese, called Chu Zheng, as for the economic situation of the Chu Dynasty, Tang Xiaoshi estimated that it should be similar to the Tang Dynasty in history, and it was a peaceful and prosperous era. But even in a peaceful and prosperous era, the people are still struggling to make ends meet.

The geese have left a voice, the horses have left traces, it's time to start shining and showing off your strengths. Tang Xiaoshi raised his head and showed a big smile to the god who had brought himself to this broken dynasty, what about my Tang Xiaoshi and the battle with the sky?